007 [video/offline]

Sep 02, 2011 12:07

[Filtered to Sokka:]

Hey....I think we need to talk. I'm coming over.

[And he goes to say something else, maybe along the lines of 'if that's ok', but instead just cuts the feed.  He's sure they'll have a lot to talk about anyway.

For the first time since his arrival, Jet leaves his swords by his bed, gets up, and goes for the door in the direction ( Read more... )

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[Offline] *happy tears* angle_on_it September 3 2011, 00:36:43 UTC
[Sokka guessed this was coming, but that doesn't make him any more prepared for it. He awaits Jet in the main room of #4, scrolling through the saved information on his PCD, standing at ease so as not to appear aggressive.]

[As he reads, he has to admit there's a lot there. Much of it Sokka doesn't understand. He lets out a sigh, feeling tired and thin. Having seen Jet's message, he's forced to hold his questions for now. There are answers, yes -- answers waiting out there. But until he and Jet fix their shit, they're not getting anywhere.]

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[Offline] /grabby hands fn_rebel September 3 2011, 00:43:03 UTC
[Hesitantly, Jet knocks at the door. It felt strange, but hopefully the air would be cleared after this. So after a few taps, he slowly creaks the door open and peers his head through, checking to make sure he's home. He didn't get any word on the PCD, but he did shut it off too quick to find out if Sokka would respond, didn't he?]

Hey, Sokka?

[His tone is quiet ad dry; almost the opposite of what it had been just a few days ago. Uneasy? Yeah, maybe that, too.]

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[Offline] *holds hands* angle_on_it September 3 2011, 16:52:31 UTC
Jet. [An acknowledgment, and while it's hardly friendly -- it's lacking in any particular bite that might say Sokka's still angry. He's guarded, sure, but he's not angry. Not anymore.]

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[Offline] 8'D fn_rebel September 3 2011, 18:16:46 UTC
[He sighs.]

Look, the other day...I was just mad. we had so much, and I know you don't remember, but I wanted to try to make you and-- and it just got out of hand. I didn't mean for it to go that far.

...I don't let things go easily.

[He stuffs his hands in his pockets and bows his head, not sure what he can really say or do. So he waits.]

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