Sokka the 17th - [Voice/Action]

[markofthewise]

[So after going around breaking hearts and fighting evil demons, Sokka has found a new hobby to get his mind off of how annoying Luceti can be. That hobby? Cooking!

Surprisingly enough, despite the fact he's used the smithy as his personal kitchen for the past few days, Sokka has managed to complete a batch of eel jerky (or rather, a dish of mán xiāng consisting of salt cured eel) that actually doesn't taste absolutely horrible. It's nothing exceptional, but it is rather tasty. He's set out a plate of the stuff in the smithy, along with some vinegar bowl in a display that looks nowhere near as nice as this picture. At the very least it looks edible. Anyone who for whatever reason decides to drop by the smithy today are more than welcome to try some of Sokka's latest cooking experiment. Otherwise he's going to be inviting people over the journal.]

Hey Sanji, Brook! I finished the eel jerky I told you about. If you want to drop by you can have some. Anyone else who wants some can drop by too, but it probably won't last long if everyone does, though.

Comments

[latkje]

No, it's just a lot of work listening to boring lectures. That's how you get a formal education.

[markofthewise]

No wonder Caesar likes to sleep so much.

[latkje]

He's just lazy.

[markofthewise]

Hopefully not too lazy for fishing.

[latkje]

You're taking him fishing?

[markofthewise]

I figured line fishing would be the one outdoor activity someone like him could handle.

[latkje]

Hah hah! But isn't the best fishing early in the morning?

[markofthewise]

Maybe he won't notice if me and Hugo kidnap him early enough in the morning.

[latkje]

So he doesn't know he's going fishing?

[markofthewise]

Exactly!

Besides, I was thinking of turning it into a week long fishing trip anyways. Just a bunch of guys, out with our tents, hunting and catching fish.

[latkje]

And you're bringing Caesar Silverberg.

[markofthewise]

I plan to leave out the camping part until we get there.

[latkje]

Let me know how that goes.

[markofthewise]

What? You're not coming?

[latkje]

I think I'm too old.

[markofthewise]

You're never too old for fishing. It's a universal rule.

[latkje]

Too old to go on a camping trip with people half my age who I'm not related to. Except that one time, when I was lying.

[markofthewise]

Maybe you can go as a chaperon or something. Or we could invite another old guy to keep you company.

[latkje]

Do you guys want a chaperon?

[markofthewise]

You only have to pretend you're a chaperon. I know pretending to be something you're not may come off as a new and frightening experience for you, but I have absolute confidence in your abilities.

[latkje]

Oh! Didn't you hear? I got a role in a play. So I'm practicing.

[markofthewise]

See? This will be a good experience for you!

[latkje]

Do you really want me to come?

[markofthewise]

Of course! I plan to invite a few other people too, after all.

[latkje]

Fine, I'll go.