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[fn_rebel]

[Jet's holding an apple to his face, which is twisted in slight distaste.  He'd seen and eaten enough of these the past week to make him content for a lifetime.  Yet, there's a pile beside him on the table - so he not-so-graciously adds it to the top and visibly scoots his chair away.  He never wants to see them again, and so he looks to his PCD.]

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[angle_on_it]

Yeah, I could have handled myself better, too. Sorry.

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[fn_rebel]

Just...I jump the gun when I'm accused of stuff. But I think you figured that out.

There's nothing going on with me and Katara.

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[angle_on_it]

[He gives a firm nod, because he's not allowing himself to say he's happy about it. Of course, it's nothing against you, Jet -- there just isn't anyone good enough for his sister.]

You want to go fishing with me? Winter's going to make things a little harder and since it's going to start getting cold here soon, I want to go one more time just to go.

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[fn_rebel]

[Maybe Jet only wants to be good enough for you, Sokka. Ever think about that?]

Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Only so long before we run out of food around here...where should I meet you?

[video/private] LOL those keywords, OMG

[angle_on_it]

[No, of course he hasn't thought of that.] I'll send you the coordinates. Bring something to eat, maybe? And I'll bring the equipment.

[video/private] YOU KNOW ITS TRUE

[fn_rebel]

[He sees through the innuendo of those brackets. No need to hide your feelings.]

It's a deal. Send them in about ten minutes.

[video/private] -> [offline] Stop that! >.<

[angle_on_it]

[Sokka sends the coordinates ([X,Y]) ten or so minutes later, and when he makes it to the fishin' hole, he sets up a small fire and starts making the bait ready, cutting at some fish bits with his bootknife.]

[offline] Stop whaaa? :3

[fn_rebel]

[Jet arives with the expected food and sets himself beside Sokka. He's never been fishing, but it can't be all that hard, right?]

I made it in one piece.

[offline] ROFL YOU KNOW

[angle_on_it]

[He shoots his friend an amused look.] Guess you did. [And he immediately offers his the already hooked and baited pole.] Just hold onto that for a minute and I'll get mine ready.

[offline] HEY YOURE THE ONE DOING IT NOW

[fn_rebel]

[Oh my, what innuendo~]

I've never fished before, you know. Sure I can't just go at 'em with my swords?

[offline] AM NOT

[angle_on_it]

[Sokka gets a good laugh out of that.] Haha, sure, if you want to scare them all away. The water plays tricks on your eyes, right? So you think you're aiming at the fish, but you're not. Refraction. Anyway, fish are really sensitive to vibrations, so they'll feel you coming long before they see you.

[offline] LIES AND SLANDER

[fn_rebel]

[I'll bet he does.

A blink and a nod. There were simpler ways, ways Jet would have explained it, but he gets what Sokka's saying.]

If you say so. Get started, I'll observe.

[offline] SO SUE ME

[angle_on_it]

[...]

Try to keep up. [Sokka takes Jet's fishing pole and casts it, then offers it back.] Now you wait. Got it?

[offline] 'KAY~

[fn_rebel]

[Jet scoffs a little and nods. He can do this just fie, he doesn't need help. Though he does smirk.]

I think I got it from here.

[offline]

[angle_on_it]

[Sokka follows up with a snicker, casting his line out into the water. He secures the pole between two rocks, allowing it to stand on its own, and then leisurely stretches out. Tucking his hands behinds his head for a pillow, he eyes Jet.] So, have you been patrolling in my absence?

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[fn_rebel]

[Jet watches him and taps the tribesman's pole with his foot, nudging out of place before slumping back against a rock behind him.]

Somewhat. Things have been...pretty busy, y'know? How was prison?