Sokka the 38th - [Action]

[markofthewise]

[Shortly after the draft meeting, Sokka has been hanging out inside, pouring over the recon information Albert had provided a month prior, and matching it up with what Caesar had gone over. He wasn't the designated leader of his team, not really. There was possibly more qualified people for that. Brook and Erza came to mind, for that. Still, he

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[sixwayheart]

[You were visiting Winry, right, Sokka? Well, Heart lives there... most of the time so there's actually someone else who wanted to see you off there. She wasn't in the house though, but near it. Sometime shortly after Sokka leaves there then, Heart'll be ambushing him. Or well, more accurately-]

Sokka, can I have a moment?

[She's got a bag under her arm. Maybe a little parting gift? Something like that.]

[markofthewise]

[Startled? You've got it. After that extremely somber goodbye, Sokka was too distracted to notice Heart until she had spoke up.]

Uh, Heart? Sure. [She didn't see what just happened did she?]

[sixwayheart]

[She didn't want to intrude! But now that she's got his attention, she rummages in the bag and pulls out... a little keychain. She found it in the item shop, and it's a little thunderbolt. She wanted to find an ax, but she couldn't, so this will have to do for now.]

I know you'll do your best, but a good luck charm can't hurt, right?

[markofthewise]

[Sokka holds up the strange ring and pokes at the thunderbolt. He guesses it's kind of cool. Maybe a bit impractical. He goes ahead and slides it on his finger anyway.]

Thanks. I'm sure it will help.

[sixwayheart]

[She blinks once at him putting it on like a ring and then giggles. she doesn't mean to make fun of him and her tone doesn't imply it either when, taking his hand gently with her own-]

No silly, that's not a ring... [And now attempting to slide it off him as she explains-] You put this on your bag or pouch. You have one of those to fit your food and such in, right?

[markofthewise]

Oh. [He does have his bag of holding (which is not a purse) that he keeps on him all the time. Right now there's a few smoke bombs in there, some food, and other odds and ends.]

How do you get it on there? I don't have any needle or thread.

[sixwayheart]

If it's got a zipper, I can show you right now.

[Still that same calm, want-to-be-helpful voice going on here.]

Otherwise, I guess I'll have to sew it on later, won't I?

[markofthewise]

[He shakes his head.]

Nope, no zipper. Oh wait, I know! [A thought occurs to him. He reaches around his neck and removes his other necklace with the White Lotus tile on it. He adds the keyring to that before tying the necklace behind his neck again. Give him a second, this always takes a little while.]

[sixwayheart]

[She giggles again at that and, sneaking up behind him and taking the necklace's ends in her own hands]

Here, let me.

[And, whatever he says in response, she'll be tying it back together herself in this case]

[markofthewise]

[Well, he won't really resist. It's a little embarrassing, but what's he gonna do about it?]

So why a lightning bolt?

[sixwayheart]

I would have fond an ax too, but it was short notice.

[That answers it, right. After she finishes to peeks out back to facing him]

[markofthewise]

[An axe... why would- ohhhhh.]

Oh, I get it. Thunder and axe! Like my... last name. Of course.

[sixwayheart]

That's right. It's a fearsome name for a brave warrior, right? This won't quite inspire terror, but I thought it might be reassuring or lucky.