In the engineering room...

[notanoptimist]

Paige will probably be upset that he snuck out without alerting her, but Sokka woke at dawn and stays up. Now? He's obsessively checking over the plans for the balloon, darting outside to check the baskets before popping back in. There's something heavy in his pocket that he reaches in to finger now and then, and his neck is bare, the bone

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[jediatemybrain]

There's a slight rapping of fingers on wall from the entrance.

"Morning," Revan's voice is quiet, the way people talk in the mornings when they don't want to be loud and wake people regardless if anybody can hear them. "Thought I recognized that sound."

Metal scraping stone is distinctive.

[notanoptimist]

He's trying to quietly sharpen, but metal + stone = not working very well.

Smiling a little sheepishly, Sokka looks up and nods, switching from the stone to the leather strap against his boomerang. "Sorry. Didn't mean to wake anybody.

"You're new, right? I'm Sokka."

[jediatemybrain]

Revan gives a lopsided smile.

"Yeah, I'm the the new guy Decan. And don't worry you didn't wake me. I'm up at dawn anyway most days."

Revan's face goes somber and he nods towards the boomerang. "Getting ready?"

[notanoptimist]

"Yup." A brisk nod, a slight smile, the slap of leather against metal. Sokka prefers false cheer to actual sadness any day. "It probably doesn't need it, but... couldn't hurt."

It's a wicked looking thing, too, if not a traditional weapon - smooth on one side, ragged metal on the other, a flatter ridge where he must hope to catch it each time...

[notahick]

"You know it's bad form to leave a girl in bed without so much as a by your leave. You tell her you think she's easy that way."

That's a slightly irritated Paige coming down, tying back her hair. "What... what are you doing?"

[notanoptimist]

...Oops.

He visibly winces, even as he gets up to meet her, his boomerang carefully laid aside. "Um... trying not to wake you?

"...Honey?

"...Sweetheart?"

Don't be mad! He's trying!

[notahick]

She comes over leans down and kisses him once -- before she swats his shoulder. "Moron," she says, and then sits down on Harper's empty cot.

"Are we ready?"

[notanoptimist]

At least he got the kiss first!

Following for a few steps, Sokka stays standing while she sits, his hands finding his pockets as he nods. "We are," he says softly, gaze dropping. "You guys are... you know the plan?"

Not that he does, but-- he hopes they've got one.