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fandomhighdorms2008-05-27 03:03 pm
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near the main campfire - tuesday afternoon
He lay in the grass, mostly because he could. It was a little damp since the day seemed to flutter between beautiful and damp, but he didn't much mind. He didn't catch colds too easily (perhaps the one dip in the well had been enough) and water didn't have any kind of adverse effect on him...
And it was nice out. Soothing. Almost as much as the church, it would let him think.
[open!][flying portion NFB for distance from the ground]
And it was nice out. Soothing. Almost as much as the church, it would let him think.
[open!][flying portion NFB for distance from the ground]

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"Aren't you getting wet?"
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"Sokka, right?"
Now they opened.
"How are you?"
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He patted around with his hand to find a dry spot, couldn't find one, and finally hooked his fingers around his bag. There was a large cloth napkin he'd used to wrap a couple of cookies up in that was still there.
He pulled it out and laid it down.
"If you're not just passing by," he offered.
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As he chewed it, he cocked an eyebrow questioningly. "So... what do 'green' and 'wet' have to do with one another? I'm not sure I follow you."
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He pulled a cookie for himself from his bag and sat up a little.
"The other oddity about her, though, was that she was allergic to water. It's what ended up killing her, in fact."
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He found himself scratching his head. "How exactly does that WORK? Being allergic to water, I mean. It... doesn't make much sense. Especially if you're not."
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...had he fouled things up for Trindle, then? If he and Andrew broke up and never stayed together to raise a little green girl?
Oh. Sokka. He was being rude.
"It burned her. Like acid. And I suppose it's because of my father. I couldn't tell you. I don't really know much of anything to do with her other than what I saw. She was rather close-lipped."
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He winced, then. "You-- your mother. I'm sorry. I... I lost my mother, too -- she died in an attack on our village. She... It's not the same without her. Your mom must have been pretty special, huh?"
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"Long day?"
He was still digesting. To be fair, there was more than just the weekend to deal with now. There was the remainders of the weekend, and then there was his concern for Ino, and on top of that, well... connotations.
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"Anything I can do?"
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"Flying is always..." and his hand waved in a vague sort of positive motion that conveyed what was utterly unconveyable.
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"Will I get to steer it?"
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He reached over to pull up the broom from it's quiver.
"There isn't exactly a manual attached."
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"Rather," he admitted. "It's, well, I suppose I'd sound like a fool to say 'earthy' but I suppose they made the word for a reason. Hello."
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He grinned, just a little.
"I can't be the oddest thing you've seen today."
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He looked up at her again.
"You're welcome to join me if you're really that intrigued."
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No, he wouldn't. He'd be one of the people looking at her funny.
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"You need your eyes open for that. And besides, you can see them better when you're in the air."
He followed it with a shrug.
"But I wouldn't want you in trouble. Goodness knows..."
He didn't complete the thought, mostly because he didn't know how to. What was he going to do? Complain? Or just admit aloud how badly things were going?
He didn't think either was a good idea.
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