022 [accidental video / offline]
[The first thing the PCD picks up are loud, rhythmic thwacks as Jet works on the outside of the house. He’s surprised it held up as well as it did, granted there are a waterbender and a firebender here. But still. The damages seemed petty compared to some of the things he’d seen in other parts of the city, or even next door. But he dismisses the thoughts of what little Sokka had left. He had to focus, mostly because the injuries he’d obtained were doing a number on him.
A few feet away, the device continues to broadcast him hammering what looks like the frame of a window. It’s freezing, he’s sweating. He shifts the hammer to his right hand, the hand with his bad arm, and bites through the pain. He had to get this arm moving again, to build up the muscle it’d had, but his hand is shaky, which makes him all the more determined.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.]
Dammit!
[He tosses the hammer aside and runs a hand through his hair, holding it back and taking a few deep breaths in hopes to make the newfound pain subside. Then he just leans his back against the wall behind him.
Biting his thumb.]
[later | filtered to Ty Lee:]
I have a question.