Sokka the 38th - [Action]

[markofthewise]

[Shortly after the draft meeting, Sokka has been hanging out inside, pouring over the recon information Albert had provided a month prior, and matching it up with what Caesar had gone over. He wasn't the designated leader of his team, not really. There was possibly more qualified people for that. Brook and Erza came to mind, for that. Still, he

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[poppetry]

[ luckily, Xion is in. Though she's still tired out after the big battle yesterday, and she looks it. She blinks when she opens the door to find Sokka. ]

Hey...

[markofthewise]

Hey Xion. [He's doing his best to not get on her case about going after Sanji. It was reckless and... well, the sort of thing Sokka's done before.] You okay?

[poppetry]

[ yeah her arm is in a sling, sup. ]

Yeah, I'm okay. [ glances down at arm-in-sling, with a tilt of her head, before looking up at him. ] ... I think I figured out what my loss from my death is, though.

[markofthewise]

[He sort of noticed that. He's been there before. It's a good thing he's not holding that against Sanji. Mostly.]

Uh, you have? [Finding out in a fight is not a good place to determine a loss, he figures.] What is it?

[poppetry]

[ glances down at her arm again, moves it slightly, then pokes it with her free hand. ]

I can't think of anything else it would be, unless you can lose more than one thing... [ looks up at him, her expression a little strange, like she's not sure how to feel about this ] I don't think-- no, I'm positive. I can't feel pain anymore.

[markofthewise]

[Well... okay, now that's just weird. He blinks in surprise, looking down at his arm and then at her.] Wow... that's... [Initial reaction: Kinda cool. Upon evaluating it further, he realizes that's very dangerous.]

Can you still feel other stuff?

[poppetry]

[ nodnod. ] Emotionally I don't feel any different. And I can still feel things like hot and cold, and.... like this. [ pokes him on the forehead! ] ... I just can't feel any pain. I broke my arm during the fight and didn't feel anything at all... it was kind of creepy. But... it's not the worst thing that could have happened. [ slight smile and a shrug. ]

[markofthewise]

[He nods at that, his head tilting back just a bit at being poked. She's right, of course. It could be a lot worse.]

I guess not. You'll just have to be more careful about doing stuff. [A cold chill runs down his spine as he remembers Winry digging into her own arm with a screwdriver. She didn't feel that either.] You might not realize you're hurting yourself at all...

[poppetry]

I know. It's going to be a little dangerous, but like you said... I'll just have to be more careful. [ quirks her smile a little bit, apologetically. ] But Sokka... you're the one getting drafted tomorrow. I'm the one who should be worried about you, not the other way around.

[markofthewise]

[Oh, right. That. The draft thing. He tries to pass it off as no big deal, diverting his attention elsewhere.]

Oh, that. It's no big deal. It's not the first time I've been in a war.

[poppetry]

[ what. ]

It's -- it's not? How is it-- even if you have, it's still a big deal! It's going to be dangerous, and... [ this face: )8 ]

[markofthewise]

I'll be fine! I volunteered to go willingly. I'm ready for this.

[poppetry]

[ hesitates, looking unhappy and uncertain. ]

... I should be used to this ... I had to watch Axel and Roxas go off to fight all the time, and it wasn't ever a big deal... but Luceti makes it scarier. I never worried about any of us dying back home...

[markofthewise]

[He puts on a brave, confident smile for her sake.]

I'm not going to die, Xion. I wouldn't even know the first thing about how to go about it, so it's not an issue.

[poppetry]

[ doesn't say anything and just looks kind of uncertain for a moment. then she gives a little smile and nods. you better not. ]

[markofthewise]

[He's just about done here, except for one thing. Suddenly a totally manly hug.]