Procrastination at its best

[bendless]

Who: Sokka & open!
What: December Catch all
When: December
Where: Exploring Camelot, mostly
Warnings: Will update if needed

Relaxing, eating, exploring

[Sokka is exploring the place to his hearts content. There are a lot of new things for him to find and figure out. He's definitely not ignoring anything, he's just curious about his surroundings.

His winger lemur friend, Momo, is also with him and eating whatever fruit he's handed with content 'prrp' noises.]

Yeah, this isn't so bad. I need to find a job and all, but for now life's pretty easy. And this place is really interesting.

[Sokka is eating a meat skewer while walking around, content as well with the meal choice he made.]


Training

[Finally! Sokka has entered the training grounds. He's not determined to train. Maybe he will actually become a magic user yet-

What is he doing with a black sword, one may ask. Well, he's training his sword skills, of course. Waving it around in specific stances and hitting some training dummies set up in the training grounds.

Once he's taken a break he moves onto practicing throwing his boomerang.

... yeah, looks like elemental magic is still being ignored.]


Arguing

I told you, I don't want to practice magic. Not right now! Go somewhere else!

[Sokka is walking away from his familiar, who is set on chasing his partner. He may be small but he is fast!]

Sokka, this is important. You have to accept you have these powers now-

No! Every time I do something, it's fire! If I know all the elements, why can't I do anything else?! Fix that and I might consider it.

If you just practice your fire, you will learn others too.

[Sokka stops. Sighs and looks at his tiny familiar.]

But why does it have to be fire of all things?

Comments

arguing

[casaposa]

[He doesn't get the point of the argument-why fire would be different than any other element is beyond him, unless this kid has a fear of flames.

The familiar pleads with him and he, suddenly grateful for his own companion's silence, feeds his unicorn a piece of carrot. It looks offended, but takes it.]

You don't have the luxury of being picky about what you were given, you know.

[bendless]

[Sokka groans.]

I know. But elemental users should be able to choose what element they're training first, if you ask me.

[casaposa]

Your opinion doesn't matter. You don't get a choice-either accept it and train or stop complaining.

[Caesar don't be RUDE to a kid.]

Your familiar is trying to help. I suggest you heed its advice.

[bendless]

[Sokka's familiar was indeed nodding to what Ceasar was saying and Sokka glared at him... before sighing.]

I don't want to accidentally burn everything if I'm not ready enough.

[casaposa]

If you live in fear you'll never get strong enough to hone your abilities.

[Don't be afraid of fire kid. It is what it is.]

If you need a partner to spar with, then practice with me. Right now.

Arguing

[waterdroplet]

[Katara's about to come ask him how his magic practice is going but... Well, hearing one side of that conversation is one way to know the answer without even asking him.

Why do they always have problems with fire? Fire Nation, Aang's problems with it, Zuko suddenly being all out of flames and so on. She crosses her arms and gives one very annoyed look at her brother, Katara could as well be saying the same things as the cub is saying to him.]

Sokka, you can't be serious about not practicing it.

[bendless]

[Sokka stops his pacing just to look at Katara.]

Not you too. We saw what happened with Aang when he first started to practice fire. He wasn't ready. I'm not ready.

Training

[kiss_it_better]

[He practises every day like clockwork, a habit he never planned on breaking in this lifetime.

But sometimes, he also spent some time watching the other people there. It's interesting, what you could learn just from observing. What caught his attention first was the boy's sword. He had never seen a sword that colour before.

Still, the whole thing was familiar in a way. He had practised the sword like this often when he'd been around this boy's age. (He assumed, anyway. Sometimes it could be hard to pin down someone's age just from looking.)

He was a little surprised to see that there wasn't any magic training going on but that boomerang...now that was interesting.

So, he walked closer.]

Excuse me. If I may bother you for a moment, I was wondering if you could tell me what that weapon was?

[bendless]

[The boomerang returns to his hand just as he's approached. Sokka looks at him with a smile on his face.]

A boomerang. It's my trusty partner that always returns to me when I throw it. It's a very good weapon for long range.

[He throws it again to show how it knocks down a training dummy and returns.]

[kiss_it_better]

[He watches with interest.]

It's certainly convenient that it returns. Though I suppose unlike arrows you can't throw it again until it's returned.

[Still, he does seem impressed. He touched his chin thoughtfully.]

It would work well with certain types of magic, certainly.

[bendless]

It's the down side... but this one curves and can hit multiple targets like that, so it certainly has its benefits over arrows.

[He's so very proud of his partner.

Then magic is brought to the table and he looks a bit more awkward.]

Oh, uh... yeah. Kinetic probably. You could guide its path.

[kiss_it_better]

If you don't mind, I would like to see that.

[But compared to his enthusiasm with talking about the boomerang, this awkwardness about magic says quite a bit. Though was it nervousness or something else?]

Light and elemental magic could also be useful as a distraction or to make targets move in a certain direction, I think.

[Healing and alchemy...well, the former doesn't seem like it would work with this weapon and the latter he truly didn't know enough about.]

Arguing

[rhiaofdruma]

"And what is so wrong with fire?" a girl asked with a cheerful voice. She was perched in a conifer that all but perfectly hid her, her green vines and leaves stood out only because the shape of some belonged to deciduous plants generally, despite still being spring green. Even her bark brown hair was woven with the bright vines and leaves. The only parts of her that were not the colours of the evergreen in which she perched were her blue-grey eyes and the whitish wings on her back that at the moment din't look fully real. Back home where the trees were the ones she knew, the ones who knew her, she could be invisible in their branches, simply by blending in.

Of course she'd not tried it since she got her wings.

Still, her eyes were gazing down at the boy, amused. It was usually hard to get his brother to see a way other than magic to do things. But the whining was familiar anyway. Did this boy have a brother? If not he was clearly in desperate need of one. It was good for him she had so much practice now. At least... in her mind it was.

[bendless]

"What's not wrong with fire?" He answers immediately and then looks to see who talked. "Huh..? Where are you?"

[rhiaofdruma]

"Up here," she said with a giggle.

Her lips twisted into a quieter smile as she inched forward on her branch and let her legs dangle. Her tree bark slippers were in no danger of falling off, snug to her feet.

"Fire's like any other part of nature. Too much of it and other things die, to little... and other things die. Even the River Unceasing and the great forests understand that," she added. Then she considered. "My brother used to have issues with fire too. I guess if even he could learn, there is hope for anyone."

[bendless]

Oh. Someone was in the tree. Well, that explains why he didn't see her right away. Well, it was still a bit hard to.

"Yeah, but fire destroys everything in its path. If someone handles fire wrong, think about the damage."

[rhiaofdruma]

"A well tended fire warms you in the coldest nights to keep you from freezing, or lights your way in the dark. Sure if someone handles fire wrong you're right, disaster. But if someone handles water wrong you can drown or freeze in winter. Caprié says that a great mage who could handle wind could kill you as sure as drowning without water. And a Windsister could bring you high to fly with her and then drop you. Any element handled wrong can kill. A person. A community. A forest. That's all the more reason to learn how to handle any power you have correctly, isn't it?"

Eating and exploring

[souls_of_roles]

Kyoko's outfit stood out wherever she went. It was bright eyebleedingly pink. Obnoxiously pink. It was a hot pink one piece that had long sleeves and long pants with the front open slightly over a pale shirt. The pink was broken up by a large logo on the back and a smaller version of it over the chest on one side, and a white belt with a rectangular pouch.

She had been walking as well, but stopped when she heard him. "You're looking for a job too...?" she asked but she trailed off as she saw Momo, her eyes going huge and wide and shining. Much the way Sokka's did at times. "Is... are you a fairy?" she asked the creature in a voice much softer and more awestruck than the one she'd spoke to Sokka with.

[bendless]

She was definitely very pink and bright, it was almost blinding. Sokka was about to answer her question when her attention shifted to his winged lemur friend.

"Oh... no. He's a winged lemur, a kind of animal from my world. His name is Momo." He says this and eats some of his meat skewer. "He can't even talk."

[souls_of_roles]

"Oh," she said, so disappointed. Her shoulders slumped inward. She was the picture of dejection. "I guess even in a fairy world not everything could be a fairy," she mumbled to herself, looking so sad and lost.

[bendless]

"... you okay there? You seem to take this pretty harshly." Sokka wasn't sure what the deal was. Fairies were neat and all, but not everything had to be one.

Training

[sealingpower]

The sounds of metal (or so she thought) hitting wood and the various vocals indicative of a sparring session drew Zelda away from the plants she had been researching nearby, to the training ground itself.

She was curious to see who might be out here training with such fervor.

So she tucked her notes away and approached the young man, politely waiting until he was between forms. She clapped lightly as she closed the gap between them, intrigued at the foreign display of swordsmanship. It was very different than the forms practiced in Hyrule.

"You are quite disciplined," the princess praised, having seen many a knight training hard in similar situations.

((Ooc: Space sword? What dat? Also she's such a nerd and lmao... she has no idea of the level of laziness Sokka is capable of...))

[bendless]

Sokka wasn't too aware of being watched, but now he was. He blinks as he looks at the person clapping. This very pretty person clapping, he would like to correct himself. She looked like she could be royalty. Sokka felt a bit humbled.

"Thanks..! Got to keep my sword skills sharp so I don't disappoint my Master, if he ever shows up here." He's... not quite sure if one could call him disciplined normally. Now he was just ignoring the actual training he was supposed to do.

[sealingpower]

Zelda's didn't know anything about avoiding his magical training, she only saw a man practicing his sword skills and impressed. In any case her posture, demeanor and manner of speech indeed did make her stick out as royalty if one was familiar with their mannerisms. Even if she had been making her best attempt to hide it.

"I apologize if i have intruded..." she started to say when he spoke up, seemingly more honored than offended.

"Your master?" she questioned curiously, "So you are a servant then?"

She didn't mean to cause any offense and her face showed her honest confusion. She had more questions she wanted to ask as well (if he would let her), about his attire, about the strange sword and his fighting style and about how he knew his 'master' might appear here (She may be hoping others she knows might show as well).

The more she thought about the prospects, the more the interest showed on her face, but she politely refrained from sending a barrage of questions his way.

[bendless]

"Oh, no, not a servant. A student. Someone who learned the art of the sword." Granted, he didn't learn it the most traditional way, but he did regardless.