08. Warpaint [Video/Action]

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[Since Katara's unexpected departure, Sokka has been keeping himself busy. Busy and quiet and absent. Absent from most any place he generally ventures, and engagements he might be expected to attend. He's even spending evenings away from the house, only returning to sleep for a few hour before dawn, and gone not long after sunrise.]

[He is

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[prodigalmight]

[He'll decide whether or not he wants some physical training once he finds out if you're okay or not. Even if it is bum fuck early in the morning. But he wants to talk in person.]

Can I come see you?

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[Sokka presses the button, sending his coordinates.] If you've got anything you can bring to help out, I'd appreciate it.

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We have some make shift swords we were using. As long as we get them back it should be fine.
[Bad Bon, just assuming. But he brings them anyway and when he gets to Sokka, he sets them down and puts his hand on his friend's shoulder.]
Are you doing alright?

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Sure I am. [Why wouldn't he be? He gives his friend a tight smile.] We've got some food if you're hungry. How've you been? It's been a while, right?

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[Bon frowns.] Not hungry, thanks though.
[He takes a step forward.]
You don't look okay.

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[Sokka fiddles with his boomerang a second.] I'm fine, Bon. Really. It's just this stupid place. It's not like I'm hurt or anything...

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[prodigalmight]

Bull shit you're not hurt! Hurt doesn't only come from the outside you know. What happened?
[Somewhere along the line he had moved to stand right in front of Sokka, his hands on his shoulders.]

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[angle_on_it]

[Oh, Bon, if you were anyone else, you might have gotten a fist in the face by now. But Sokka's got your back, and he knows you're just getting his.]

[He crosses his arms and focuses on his friend, jaw set.] My sister left. But I'm fine. I'm fine with it, okay? She's safer back home.

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[prodigalmight]

[Bon let's go of Sokka's shoulders. If he was better at this he wouldn't be yelling and on the verge of tears.]
Sokka...
[He clenched his fists at his sides.]
You don't look okay. You can't bottle it up man. It'll just come out in some nasty way.

[Offline] Awwww, Bon! ;_____________;

[angle_on_it]

[Now he's working his jaw back and forth, obviously not interested in anything but ending this line of questioning and conversation.]

Fine. What do you suggest? Should I break something, or rip up all the grass, or run off into the Wastes and do something stupid?

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[prodigalmight]

How about talk to me!

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[AUUGH, BON, YOU ARE MAKING HIM GO AUUGH.]

[Sokka growls in frustration.] I didn't want her to leave me behind, okay?! If she was going to go, fine, but I should have went with her!

Is that what you want to hear?

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[prodigalmight]

[GDI SOKKA. HE DIDN'T WANT TO YELL AT YOU.]

It's better than keeping it all pent up inside! That'll only hurt you in the long run. And it hurts and it sucks but she isn't alone where she is and you aren't alone here!

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[angle_on_it]

[Oh no. Here it comes...]

THAT'S THE PROBLEM, OKAY?

[Although, it would help if he elaborated, right? But he's just not there yet, Bon. You'll have to ask if you don't immediately get his drift.]

[Offline] Screaming match. Because he cares

[prodigalmight]

THEN WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?!

[Offline] Awww, what a good friend!

[angle_on_it]

[AAAUGH! Sokka tosses his hands into the air.] There are people here I care about! I don't want to leave them or forget them!

It's cruel Bon -- it's like a lingering punishment!