Unpopcorning--Sarcasm, meat, and skepticism returns to Hogwarts!
((Sokka is from just after the end of the TV show, and since I actually didn't remember we had one years and years ago will not remember his previous time at Hogwarts.))
There was a pop, and an embarrassing and slightly painful sprawl of limbs, and Sokka of the Southern Water tribe found himself in a greasy puddle on the floor. "Eeeugh," he said, untangling his arms and legs from his sword and boomerang--"SWORD AND BOOMERANG! YOU CAME BACK!" He could have hugged them, if he hadn't been soaked in--what was this? It felt like Appa-drool, but it smelled better.
He shook off as much of it as he could and looked around. Stone floors, stone walls, and glass cases filled with... seeds? Giant seeds? What was this place? It didn't look like an Earth Kingdom building, which made no sense since when he had fallen asleep the night before, it had been in Ba Sing Se. He had hurt his leg during the invasion a few days before, not his head, so he was pretty sure that he could trust his memory on that.
He strapped his boomerang into its accustomed place,thankful that he was wearing his comfortable usual clothes, instead of the more lavish ones that had been gifted to him and the rest of his friends for their help in defending the Earth Kingdom from the Fire Lord. They were really awesome robes and everything, but if he was going to be lost in a strange place, at least he'd be lost in a strange place in something he was used to wearing. Even if it was covered in grease. His sword, he kept in his hand, unsheathed, the metal dark and different from usual steel. Super awesome space sword yeah! He was so glad to have it back. And his boomerang! Some people had security blankets, Sokka had his boomerang.
He poked his head out the door and looked both ways, and after a second's hesitation, up. Nobody threatening around that he could see. With a slight limp, he snuck down the hallway, hugging the walls.
There was a pop, and an embarrassing and slightly painful sprawl of limbs, and Sokka of the Southern Water tribe found himself in a greasy puddle on the floor. "Eeeugh," he said, untangling his arms and legs from his sword and boomerang--"SWORD AND BOOMERANG! YOU CAME BACK!" He could have hugged them, if he hadn't been soaked in--what was this? It felt like Appa-drool, but it smelled better.
He shook off as much of it as he could and looked around. Stone floors, stone walls, and glass cases filled with... seeds? Giant seeds? What was this place? It didn't look like an Earth Kingdom building, which made no sense since when he had fallen asleep the night before, it had been in Ba Sing Se. He had hurt his leg during the invasion a few days before, not his head, so he was pretty sure that he could trust his memory on that.
He strapped his boomerang into its accustomed place,thankful that he was wearing his comfortable usual clothes, instead of the more lavish ones that had been gifted to him and the rest of his friends for their help in defending the Earth Kingdom from the Fire Lord. They were really awesome robes and everything, but if he was going to be lost in a strange place, at least he'd be lost in a strange place in something he was used to wearing. Even if it was covered in grease. His sword, he kept in his hand, unsheathed, the metal dark and different from usual steel. Super awesome space sword yeah! He was so glad to have it back. And his boomerang! Some people had security blankets, Sokka had his boomerang.
He poked his head out the door and looked both ways, and after a second's hesitation, up. Nobody threatening around that he could see. With a slight limp, he snuck down the hallway, hugging the walls.