[One day before his second draft. Also his second birthday in Luceti. Funny how things work out. Not that he's thinking much about the second part. He's aware of the fact he's seventeen now, but there's more important stuff to attend to today ( Read more... )

[This Lucetian has been returned from the Malnosso, after not too long a stay with them. He's kind of bruised up and is leaning on his left leg a bit much. But you'd never notice it from that kick in his step. With a big grin on his face, he's walking from the north end of the plaza on his way home, looking all around him at all the snow the recent ( Read more... )

Hard to believe it's December here again. Looks like the snow is letting up from the snowstorm yesterday. [It was snowing... just like, a year ago.]

[Filtered to Winry]

Hey, I've got something for you. Drop by my house later, okay?

[Today is his one year anniversary in Luceti. It's not exactly something to be happy about, as far as he's ( Read more... )

[It was another day at the Avatar house. Well, minus the lack of Katara. Which meant a quiet breakfast. Too quiet. Suki and Zuko were quiet on their own. But Aang? That wasn't like him. So after cleaning up, he decides to go check on the weird bald monk. Only when he opens up Aang's room... it's an all too familiar sight. It's been emptied out ( Read more... )

[The recent arrival of Hawky has Sokka remembering the Fire Nation. The old days... when Sokka was another person. When he was a man. A man with a beard. Not only that, but it's a rather warm day for September. Sort of like... a Fire Nation summer. And it just so happens, he has a beard. He always has a beard. So he digs out his long neglected Fire ( Read more... )

[Today was just an average day for the Avatar house... or was it? No, it wasn't just because Winry and her housemates were still there. No, something far more ominous was going on. But hopefully the plumbing would work itself out later. On the other hand, Sokka woke up the same way he ever did. He threw on his clothes, parted his hair, and headed ( Read more... )

[Sokka's journal is writing out some strange stuff, none of it that Sokka wrote. Or at least, doesn't think he wrote. As he goes over it, he voices his comments at some of the really weird and cryptic messages it's giving him.]

Sokka Thunderaxe Bored today. Don't feel like working at the smithy today. Guess I'll check up on what I've missed.
On ( Read more... )

[Filtered from Katara and the Big Four Baddies and Sanji]

Alright, friends of Katara. This is me, Sokka. Her brother. You should already know that. She probably doesn't know it because let's face it, math is more of my thing but her birthday is coming up next month. On July 5th, no less. So if anyone wants to help out, I'm the guy to talk to. I'm ( Read more... )

[Filtered 50% to Jack Sparrow]

Hey Captain! I've got something to show you.

[Filtered 80% to Housemates, Winry, Hugo, Caesar, Yellow, Paru, and... Gold.]

[This seems like a nice, ridiculous number of people to invite. For three canoes. Despite Yellow's suggestion, he doesn't include Red. He barely knows the guy, after all. Gold... well, he doesn ( Read more... )

[This has been brewing in his mind since yesterday. He decides to finally act on it. Katara, Toph, Zuko, Aang... they all had masters to learn their styles from. Sokka? He had fifteen years of pretending he was a warrior and a mere three days under a real master. Well, this was Luceti. He had nothing but time here. So after he's home for the night ( Read more... )