022 [accidental video / offline]

[fn_rebel]

[The first thing the PCD picks up are loud, rhythmic thwacks as Jet works on the outside of the house.  He’s surprised it held up as well as it did, granted there are a waterbender and a firebender here.  But still.  The damages seemed petty compared to some of the things he’d seen in other parts of the city, or even next door.  But he dismisses

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[fanismighter]

[text]

what did you do?

[fn_rebel]

[text]

i didnt do anything.

[It was obviously the hammer, Suki.]

[fanismighter]

did you even ask for help?

[fn_rebel]

a lot of people have a lot to deal with. i can handle a window.

[fn_rebel]

[Well isn't this perfect.]

Back off.

[fn_rebel]

Because I've got nothing good to say to you.

[offline]

[angle_on_it]

[Sokka happens to be at the forge when he see's Jet's message, and since he's due for a break anyway, he just heads for Queen Anne's Row. Popping around to where he guesses Jet was working, the young tribesman prods gently.] Hey, need some help?

[fn_rebel]

[Jet looks over, somewhat edgy by now.] Think I'm gonna let it win for today.

[Not really, he'd probably be foolish to try it later in the dark when he was calmed down. He knows he can't focus, and he probably can't overcome the damage done to his right arm-- looking weak to someone, even Sokka, is never at the top of his list.]

[angle_on_it]

That might be for the best -- you've got to take care of that arm, right? [Though that doesn't mean Sokka's going anywhere. He tentatively goes to pick up some debris and tosses it over toward the wreckage of his house.] You know, if you wanted, I could take some time off from the forge and help you rebuild here.

[fn_rebel]

It's taken care of. I'm just pushing it. [And getting tired of pushing so hard, but Jet refuses to let himself think such thoughts.]

Yeah? We could always build you something more permanent, too.

[kyasdaughter]

[It'll be hours later - near sundown - before Katara answers. She's bundled up thickly, a pack slung over her back and at her hip.]

Are you okay? I had my PCD off.

[fn_rebel]

Nah, I lost my thumb.

[kyasdaughter]

Not talking about that.

[fn_rebel]

Of course I'm okay, Katara. When am I not?

OFFLINE FOR LIFE.

[ragebending]

( That thwack thwack thwacking draws Zuko outside. It's annoying as all-- )

You sound like you could use a hand.

( That's probably better than giving the other boy hell for making a racket. And they kind of need to rebuild their homes. )

[fn_rebel]

ONLY IF ZUKO WORKS WITH HIS SHIRT OFF.

Is that some kind of messed up joke? [Because his thumb really hurts, Zuko, and you don't get to make funnies about him.

So he glares.]

IF HE DIDN'T IN ZUKO ALONE THEN... SOB.

[ragebending]

( Meets that glare with a level look of his own, just ignore the teeny hint of amusement twitching the corner of his lips. )

Is it?

[fn_rebel]

BUT JET WASN'T IN ZUKO ALONE.

[Glaring. Hard. Before he reaches down and picks up the hammer he threw and tosses it at Zuko. It was totally supposed to go in the direction of his hand. He didn't purposely aim it at your ribcage, bro.]

Get to work or go be useless somewhere else.