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Sokka ([personal profile] alwayscomeback) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-05-22 11:38 pm

Rip-Van-Sokka II: Electric Boogaloo

Who: Sokka and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: Today!

[Sokka's been asleep for about two weeks, and he's certainly been busy in his dreaming state. When he wakes up and finds himself in his own captain bed, there's a brief moment of confusion. He'd only just been home, having a delicious meal, knowing his life, his Tribe faced an uncertain future. And now he's...on the Blue Fish. The name comes back to him with the low hum of the engine. Well, at least he knew what he was getting here, mostly.

He'll be getting up and exploring around, please feed him. He had the BEST food memory-dream.

And later, once he's learned a little more from his crew of the events he's missed, he turns on the network.
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So apparently, Atroma decided to let me sleep though us finally getting any kind of answers. Because that's funny. I'm laughing. I need details, guys, anything you can give me that you found out. Doesn't matter if I've heard it before, different perspectives are important.

[That's his latest Life Lesson He Learned. Yay.]

...And I'm sorry. For people who lost people. Seems there was a lot of that while I was asleep.
arcanepower: (it's difficult to move on)

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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-23 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Belthazar catches up to Sokka about an hour later, so he doesn't have to wait long. He kicks open Sokka's door for a dramatic entrance-- well, tries. His boots go ping ping ping on the metal but they don't do much, so he has to reorient himself and push it open, then bring in his little rolling cart of food.

There's a five course meal on here and it's all meat... except for a cake. The cake was necessary, since nothing is better than buttercream after a nap.]


There. Let no one say that I do not care for my crewmates! [He pushes past the cart to, of course, give Sokka a big hug. He weighs about as much as a washcloth when wet so it shouldn't dislodge him too badly.]
arcanepower: (to lead you on like it's all alright)

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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-26 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not like he isn't trying, but mage metabolism is something to be admired. He squeezes Sokka tightly for a second, and then he finally lets go.]

Hey, [he responds, a little shy.] You were asleep for a long time. Well, maybe not long for me, but certainly long for a human.

[And here comes the poking. Belth grabs at his arms, trying to inspect him and take a pulse.]

How do you feel? Are you cold? Should I grab blankets?
arcanepower: (don't wanna keep a secret)

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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-27 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Two weeks, or thereabouts.

[Satisfied that Sokka has not grown a new limb (nor is he dead), Belth pulls his hands back and hands Sokka a fork and plate instead. Not that he's expecting them to see much use.]

South Pole-- is that where you're from?
arcanepower: (you still mean everything to me)

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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-29 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Wow, it did? The last time I got knocked out, years passed.

[He wonders if it was an eventful two weeks, but he's not quite nosy enough to ask. He tries a little to lighten the mood instead.]

It sounds too cold for me.

[Someone like him always runs cold.]
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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-29 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[He's almost impressed by how fast Sokka's going through that food, but not quite. He's used to it by now. The fact they can carry on a conversation is what's impressive.]

I spent a few months in Northrend and it was horrid. It was warm enough for grass and trees outside of Dalaran, but everywhere else was just-- ugh. [He shivers, remembering.] It got so cold that water would freeze before it hit the ground. It made cooking impossible.
arcanepower: (🙧 so i wandered off)

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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-29 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
But what about milk? Or making tea? You can't drink saltwater-- that's just asking for trouble.

[He's never met Zuko, but he kind of agrees with him, tbh.]

It isn't too warm or too cold in Quel'thalas, but we do have a sort of... eternal springtime. Magic, you see. Mages wear robes, not furs.
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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-05-31 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
I suppose melting snow is probably the best option. [He looks downright sad at the mention of no tea.]

Well, yes, I always wear pants beneath my robes. How else are we to run?

[Sokka asks an interesting question, though. It's one that Belth, too, had asked when he was first learning about the country he lived in.]

Blood elves lean on magic for everything. I've never seen a fallow field, only the growing and the harvest... With temperate weather and ample nutrients, I imagine there isn't much problem with that.

[He curls a bit of dark hair around his finger.] But my country has other problems. We have to deal with the lingering demonic taint and disease scarring the land, and of course, everything else that is drawn to a well of power.
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[personal profile] arcanepower 2017-06-04 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He really doesn't. Belth looks a little amused.]

No, Sokka-- they definitely do. It gets breezy down there.

[He nods at the observation.] Elves depend on magic a lot. It runs through our veins, so of course we feel like it should run through everything else we do. As I have learned, blood elf culture is very much one of excess.

[One glance at the nobility would tell anyone that.]

A little bit like that, but these spirits can't be appeased. They have to be cleansed... if not with fire, then holy magic.