006 - Rip Van Sokka

[alwayscomeback]

Who: Sokka and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: Right now!

[Sokka has finally awoken from cryosleep. He looks a little older (which, of course, he is, he's a whole 19 years now) and his hair is in disarray, but awake he is. His communicator catches him sitting upright, blinking confusedly around him as he tries to sort through three years worth of memories and try to work out where the hell he is.

After a few moments, the pieces fall into place, and he lets out a low groan, flopping back on his bed.]

Ugh. I thought I was done with this place.

[Then, he gets up, reluctantly, ties his hair back up in a pony tail, and heads up the hatch and out into the Blue Fish himself. It's like going back to a dream. Or maybe a nightmare. The familiarity is fuzzy and off, but it's slowly creeping back to him. ]

Comments

[dancingmd]

[Yes well... human Starfleet officers aren't always that good at understanding religion, much less blasphemy. If she knew, she would have never said it. As it is, she gives him a wide, mocking smile and chides him.]

Hawke. For shame.

[forcemageure]

[ if Hawke were at all bothered by blasphemy he'd probably have to sew his own mouth shut, so she's fine. It's just entertaining because yes, Beverly is clearly not the type. ]

I didn't say it sounded like a bad thing, did I?

[ ;D? ]

[dancingmd]

[She bites the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing as she glares at him. Her tactic is only moderately successful.]

Watch that imagination of yours, mister.

... I would say it's going to get you into trouble, but no doubt it already has. Multiple times.

[forcemageure]

Bit like telling someone not to think of elephants, isn't it?

[ Uh. ]

Not that you're an elephant.

[ ....yes. Yes, it has. ]

[dancingmd]

[Luckily Beverly is sympathetic to your plight and simply laughs.]

An elephant wouldn't be a bad thing to be, all things considered.

[Better than a dog at least. Though Hawke probably wouldn't agree with that.]