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So, someone was too scared of tentacle porn (Dammit, she's Asian! It's like asking for it, going into that vine-room)to get one of the jumpsuits and that meant that not so long ago, a young lady, led by Sokka, had done a quick streak across the hallway that led to Obs Deck.
Now that same young lady walked into Obs Deck relatively clean, in her Gen X uniform (which had been in her duffle in the back seat of the car), yellow rain-coat and all, and raised her arms in the air in a rather exuberant expression that befitted her name.
"Who do I have to shoot sparklers at to get some service around here?"
There was a certain gray-skinned, mildly cranky individual she was specifically looking for because that Sokka guy told her he was here, but she was also trying to get the run of the place. You know, to figure out how to get out.
See, when she was with the X-Men...
Now that same young lady walked into Obs Deck relatively clean, in her Gen X uniform (which had been in her duffle in the back seat of the car), yellow rain-coat and all, and raised her arms in the air in a rather exuberant expression that befitted her name.
"Who do I have to shoot sparklers at to get some service around here?"
There was a certain gray-skinned, mildly cranky individual she was specifically looking for because that Sokka guy told her he was here, but she was also trying to get the run of the place. You know, to figure out how to get out.
See, when she was with the X-Men...