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[ki_possible]

Who: Kim Possible and Sokka
Where: Downtown, restaraunts.
When: Friday Evening
Warnings: None that I can think of.
Summary: Kim and Sokka go hunting for the elusive Naco.
Format: Prose

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[sokkasm]

Sokka showed up dressed in a black long-sleeved shirt and blue jeans. He regarded everything around him with a child-like fascination. Everything shined, or clanged, or otherwise amazed him.

Unlike Kim, there was nothing remotely familiar about this world at all. A few leaps in human civilization could throw a guy off. Maybe Japan, he could adapt to-- if he knew what it was. He strolled forwards, carefree. He had a sword on his back- a traditional Chinese hilt with a strange symbol on the hilt.

[ki_possible]

Kim spotted Sokka. Well, she hoped it was Sokka anyway.She gave him a wave, jogging towards him, "Hey! Sokka? Over here!"

She paused as she drew closer, "...nice sword. Where'd you get it?"

[sokkasm]

So that must be Kim. Hey, she was cute. They didn't have redheads back in the Four Nations, so he was understandably attracted to it. He smiled coolly. "That's my name."

He blinked, looking over his shoulder. "Oh, Space Sword? I got him from a master swordsman back in my own world. Made from a meteorite. Totally normal, run of the mill stuff."

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"Nice to meet you in person," she offered her hand with a grin, giving him another look over. He looked to be in pretty decent shape. Not bad in the looks department either. Not bad at all.

"Totally awesome! Don't really... sword fight myself, but I'm sure I could learn."

Because she can do anything. Especially if it impresses certain kinds of people.