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[forestpride]

[San is completely unaware of the part she has to play in the upcoming battle. She's been hunting, slowly stalking a large deer. It's spear hunting, because she can't usually get close enough with just her knife.

When the deer makes a break for it and runs off through the village, San's about five steps into the central plaza before realizing the

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[markofthewise]

[Here's one. He's actually on the ground, because that deer looked like it was going to hit him before it bolted off in a different direction. He blinks a few times, then looks disappointingly down at the sandwich he dropped. Then decides he doesn't need to eat the bottom bun and picks it up, folding the remaining bun around the meat that remains.]

Uh... hi San? [What are you doing here?]

[forestpride]

[Your sandwich is a strange thing.

But she tilts her head in acknowledgment]

That was my meal.

[markofthewise]

[Sokka glances off in the direction the deer went. Oops.]

Oh, sorry. [If he'd been paying attention, he could have... cut it. Or something. For a moment, he actually starts to hold up his sandwich for her, but quickly realizes she wouldn't want it.] He'll probably stick around the village outskirts for awhile.

[forestpride]

[stands the spear straight up beside her, not quite leaning on it but not swinging it around either]

If it had hit you I could have just used you as a meal instead.

[it's so deadpan it might be very easy to miss the fact that she's teasing.]