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Who: Sokka, Zuko, House, Ana, Partners?
What: Waking up in a new world. Again.
When: Oct 8th, afternoon.
Where: DATS Neon Clinic
"Ugh... my head..."
A faint groan sounded from the bed in the clinic as Sokka slowly started to wake up. Even after all that his head was still spinning, and he felt nothing but ache all over, especially in his leg, though it was considerably duller than it had been earlier. Oddly his stomach was feeling rather disagreeable, too, though he had no idea why.
After all, it had to be a dream, right? He was probably back at Piandao's after whacking his head on the ground while stupidly training with a busted leg.
"Man... Suki... I had the strangest dream... Hawky was there and he was talking to me!" he mumbled, throwing an arm over his eyes to block out the blinding light.
"That wasn't a dream," a voice that clearly wasn't Suki said beside him.
"... what?"
"I said, "that wasn't a dream". Did you damage your ears on top of everything else, Sokka?"
Slowly, Sokka lowered his arm, head turning with the same frightened look he'd given Hawky when he'd arrived. He looked the same - a pudgy, brighter colored version of himself. That could talk.
"W... what's going on... ? Sukiiiii! My bird is talking to meee!" he called out, scooting back on the bed until he was nearly falling out of it, trying to get away from the Hawkmon. Said partner just sighed in annoyance.
"I'm not going to hurt you, dummy!"
"SUKIIIII!"
"... there really must be something wrong with your brain, kid."
What: Waking up in a new world. Again.
When: Oct 8th, afternoon.
Where: DATS Neon Clinic
"Ugh... my head..."
A faint groan sounded from the bed in the clinic as Sokka slowly started to wake up. Even after all that his head was still spinning, and he felt nothing but ache all over, especially in his leg, though it was considerably duller than it had been earlier. Oddly his stomach was feeling rather disagreeable, too, though he had no idea why.
After all, it had to be a dream, right? He was probably back at Piandao's after whacking his head on the ground while stupidly training with a busted leg.
"Man... Suki... I had the strangest dream... Hawky was there and he was talking to me!" he mumbled, throwing an arm over his eyes to block out the blinding light.
"That wasn't a dream," a voice that clearly wasn't Suki said beside him.
"... what?"
"I said, "that wasn't a dream". Did you damage your ears on top of everything else, Sokka?"
Slowly, Sokka lowered his arm, head turning with the same frightened look he'd given Hawky when he'd arrived. He looked the same - a pudgy, brighter colored version of himself. That could talk.
"W... what's going on... ? Sukiiiii! My bird is talking to meee!" he called out, scooting back on the bed until he was nearly falling out of it, trying to get away from the Hawkmon. Said partner just sighed in annoyance.
"I'm not going to hurt you, dummy!"
"SUKIIIII!"
"... there really must be something wrong with your brain, kid."