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10: [Freaking-out-once-again Audio!]/Backdated to after Katara and Azula's fight/[Closed Commentlog]

Jun 23, 2010 23:49

[Locked to Hakoda//20% Unhackable]

Dad-- Dad, can you hear me? I need your help. Just-- Katara's hurt, dad. She's hurt, and I can't carry her by myself, not right now.

[Though he normally could. He's not mentioning his own burn until dad gets there.We're in the caves on Deck 15. Right near the stairs. I don't know if you know how to lock posts ( Read more... )

i can't do this alone, why must the universe prove me wrong, !!elegante, it's not teen boy squad?, that's rough buddy, wait what, dad, water triiiibe, painful painful humiliation, katara

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[audio] afathertorn June 24 2010, 03:54:45 UTC

[Hakoda had his lesson with the Major. But he's not going to waste what could be precious moments actually putting a filter together. Not when he's already halfway out of his room and running to the stairs. Azula. Azula. Damn that girl... It takes all he can to give a calm reply over the communicator before he thrusts it into a pocket.]

I understand.

[Commentlog] withanokka June 24 2010, 04:06:27 UTC

[That works too!

Sokka shivers in the cool of the caves, shirtless and soaked through. The remains of his shirt have been fished out of the water and tied around Katara to give the poor girl some covering-- Azula's attacks had pretty much incinerated the girl's top. His hair's fallen in his face, and he's attempted to slick it back out of his eyes, but it won't stay.

There's no hiding the burns on his back, either. Fortunately, he's escaped with far less injury this time, and he just has the worst sunburn of his life as compared to his previous wounds from Azula. His gaze constantly switches from the staircase to his sister, waiting for Hakoda to come, expecting Azula to come back.]

[Commentlog] afathertorn June 24 2010, 04:15:50 UTC

[There's one sight no father ever wants to see, and that's his children harmed in any way. Especially not like this. As he reaches the fifteenth deck and sees the two of them lain out before him, for a moment he freezes. A feeling of anger wells up in him. His fist tightens near to the point his own nails risk drawing blood. But there's no time for that.

The moment passes and he's down beside Sokka, tearing off his own tunic for wrapping Katara in. Even if Sokka hadn't given the name before, Hakoda would have hardly had to ask who was responsible for this. Before he applies his tunic, he runs it through the nearby water until it's soaked.]

Sokka... lift her up. [He needs to get this around her.]

[Commentlog] ....it is shirtless o'clock. withanokka June 24 2010, 04:24:43 UTC

[He doesn't even get out a strangled "Dad" by way of greeting, he just sets to it. Carefully, he wraps his arms under Katara, lifting her off the ground in an awkward sort of hug. He's so glad she's unconscious because that would have HURT, if his wounds from the last time this happened were anything to go by. Once Hakoda's placed the fabric, he carefully sets her back down.

This place had enough horrors without Azula adding to it.]

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