Front Lawn, Town and First Floor Lobby , Sunday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn's plan had been to go to J,GoB's in town and get some breakfasty things before Sam woke up, so she could yell at him for leaving her behind when he went to do dangerous demony things the night before on a full stomach. It was freezing, but it was just external cold and not the cold that had almost frozen her from the inside during the week, so she didn't mind so much.

That plan very quickly changed the first time she got hit in the head with a falling meatball. "What the--" She looked up as she watched the meatball roll away from her into the grass, and managed to avoid the second, and the third, but not the fourth or most of the ones after that.

So, she ran much more quickly into town and picked up some brownies, but mostly she invested in a bunch of sub rolls and some napkins. She stepped out of the bakery, brandishing the sub roll at the sky with vigor and a slightly maniacal gleam in her eyes. "Back! Back, if you don't want to be eaten!" Then she held another (open) roll over her head as she ran back to school.

Dawn dumped the bag of rolls on the floor of the lobby and headed out to catch herself some breakfast.

[ooc: Open to all. Feel free to catch your own meatball sub. If soda rain starts, feel free to say that cups are supplied as well.]

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[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka swallowed the last bits of meatball and smiled at her. "Sokka," he replied. "Of the Water Tribe. And I'm very pleased to meet you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Water Tribe...wait, do you know Katara?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka wasn't sure whether to be proud or annoyed that everyone kept asking him that when he introduced himself. EVERYONE seemed to know Katara. So, he defaulted to being cocky.

"Yeah, she's my sister," he announced. "My little sister. She looks up to me. You know her?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," Dawn said, rolling her eyes a little. Apparently big brothers were the same everywhere. "I taught her about chocolate."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, I taught her about..." Sokka hesitated a moment, groping for something he had taught Katara, instead of her teaching him, or Gran-Gran teaching the both of them. "... about lots of stuff," he finished lamely.