ext_309158 ([identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-04-21 11:39 am
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The Roof: Early Morning on Monday

Mel sat on the edge of the roof, her legs hanging over the ledge as she watched the sun rise over Fandom.

It's not a sight Mel typically seeks out as she's usually up late into the evening wandering through a graveyard or the preserves but nevertheless there she is watching the sun come up with a contemplative look on her face.

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[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"You got stuck having to save the world from evil?" Sokka asked. He was worrying more and more, now that she kept avoiding the issue. "It's a lot to have to deal with -- I know someone who ran away and hid for a hundred years when that happened. It's easier if you... I don't know, share the burden, and stuff?"

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, I'm not," Sokka said, touching a hand lightly to her cheek. "I'm distracting you and comforting you, but whatever this is, you're still thinking of it as something you have to do by yourself. You don't."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, I can DO distraction," Sokka replied with a smirk, leaning in for a passionate kiss.

"But I'm also pretty experienced at being the Chosen One's sidekick. Whatever's going on... You're not alone."

Sokka bit his lip and raised an eyebrow. "I can and will ask Dawn what's going on, if I have to."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Sokka facepalmed. "PROM! Right! I almost forgot! You're coming with me, right? You don't have to wear a dress, but I insist on at least one dance."

He sighed. "Okay, so Dawn doesn't know? Then I won't tell her. Look, it's... I..." A shrug. "Did the dream involve your past lives? Or a really condescending monkey? That's how Aang usually knows it's important."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your brother?" Sokka asked. "Okay, yeah, no wonder you don't want to talk about it. I mean, I don't know MUCH about him, but" -- he gave her another hug. "He shows up again, kick his butt."

Sokka shrugged. "The way Aang tells it, half the time he's in the Spirt World, there's this wise old monkey spirit there being snotty at him. He gets condescending monkeys, I get kidnapped by a giant panda-monster. Doesn't seem fair, does it?"

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Sokka shrugged. "Bears. With laser guns."

"... But I'm guessing that means you haven't seen the monkey. So that's good, at least."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Way rocketship," Sokka agreed, leaning his head against hers and snuggling closer. "Rutting rocketship. Just a dream, then. Nothing to worry about."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Sokka grinned at her mischievously. "...then we should probably get down off the edge."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-21 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Sokka kissed her, and stood up. "It's not the heights," he purred. "It's that if I 'distract' you, neither of us will be able to balance very well."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-04-22 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Sokka looked around at the roof nervously, and then smirked at Mel. Fine, then. They'd see who backed down first.

He stepped closer and toyed slyly with the hem of her shirt. "If we fall tragically to our deaths, it's your fault," he breathed.