We Weather the Walls They Built

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[Nighttime at the camp was not pleasant. The workers weren't allowed long stretches of uninterrupted sleep, instead being woken every two hours in the night. It was during the first alarm that Sokka took the opportunity to sneak out.]

[Due to the nature of the prison, the workers were not subject to shackles at night, nor

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[Anastacia made it there first, a bare bones shawl punctured through with numerous holes wrapped around her hair, which she didn't pull down until she was safely close to where she saw a figure waiting.

She spoke in a whisper, hoping this wasn't a trap.]

Who's there?

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It's Sokka. [He stepped closer, recognizing her voice, and wiped a dirty sleeve over his forehead to mop away the gathered sweat. Waiting had seemed hard, but having Anastacia there made things even harder; any wrong move and they'd both be in for it.]

[Sokka kept his voice low and his senses aware.] I don't think your friend's made it yet, but we shouldn't need him to start. I think-- [A sound stops him, but it turns to nothing and he continues on.] I think we're going to have the easiest time working by night. Do you think you're up for a couple extra long nights in the name of freedom? [It's a hefty thing to ask but if they managed to free everyone, it would be well worth it.]

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[Relief worked its way across her features. She wasn't sure what she would have done if it had been someone else waiting for her, the jig already up.

The sound makes her freeze for a moment, her eyes widening, and her breath catching until Sokka continues speaking.]

There's no price to high for that. [She speaks with an incredible deal of conviction, and it's clear she means she would even give her own life if necessary] He should be here shortly. [She can't let herself consider that her friend may have backed out]

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When he gets here, I want you to give him this. [He passed to her a heavy object loosely wrapped in a tattered piece of cloth. Sokka had made it earlier, and while it was hardly a masterpiece, the sharp and shiny rock made for a decent weapon in the right hands.] Have him hide it. I need him to bury it in the gathering area near the main shaft elevator -- deep's fine, but he needs to tamp in three stones on top to mark it so I can find it later.

In the meantime, I need you to gather up anything you can to trade. I've got some things here... [Sokka offered over a large bone needle, likely used for sewing canvas sails, and a carved comb made of the same material.] We need information. Trade, beg, borrow, steal if you have to, but get everything you can and trade it for every piece of information you can get me on the outside world. We're going to need to know what we're looking at when we get out of this place. Maps, terrain, population, weather patterns, the more we know, the better chance we'll have.

[Sokka felt like he was going a