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Sokka had found himself an open spot in the city that seemed it would do perfectly for what he needed it for, and then set to work. He laid his weapons out in the grass and sat, considering them. Sword, spear, knife, war club, boomerang, shotgun, and a newly acquired semi-automatic handgun. He let his hands drift over them a moment before he picked up the spear. It had been a bit too long since he'd really practiced with that, best to stay sharp and focused. He raised the weapon into a guard and set off into a series of lunges, thrusts, parries, and ripostes; advances and retreats against an imaginary opponent. The young man ended with a final thrust, then dropped the weapon back onto the grass, taking in a few deep breaths before picking up his boomerang and jamming it into his belt, then drew his sword. This was good.

When he practiced he didn't have to think about anything. Not Katara and her willing submergence into a strange and foreign culture. Not Aang and the Nightmare King. Not Kelly and...whatever was going on with her. Just the sword and the footwork. He slid forwards into a neat lunge, dropped and turned it into a down downwards slash before it merged into a rising jab with the point, mind focused solely on remembering everything he had been taught. Probably why he didn't hear anyone who approached.

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"Boomerwrong? Really? And people say my jokes are bad." He shook his head before getting back to the more important thing at hand.

"I've been training with that sword since before Stacy grabbed me. And I'm an expert with my boomerang. I'd love to see you take me on with you SEE-CUE-BEE or whatever you called it." He snorted disdainfully.

"I'm sorry but your jokes stink." Still, her voice sounded...amused? She hadn't talked to someone who would easily joke back on the ship before. It was refreshing and it didn't help that he reminded her of someone else she knew before. "Don't underestimate Close Quarters Combat. I've disarmed actual men with it before. You know, not boys like you."

She paused, and aimed Sokka's gun (without permission, no less) at a faraway target. Time to show off a little ~~and establish her superiority.~~. "You see that rock over there?" Lash aimed carefully before pulling the trigger, releasing a single bullet. Her entire body moved back from the aftershock, but she held her ground as her target flew in the air from the blow, exploding in a hundred pieces. The girl looked back at him, grinning, pretending to blow out the non-existent smoke from the gas muzzel. "Now you don't. Trust me, I am much better with a gun as you can be with that bent stick of yours."

She finally gave him back the weapon. "You got shells for this, or were you planning to use it like a club when you ran out of bullets?"

"Of course I have shells. They're in my jacket. What do you think I am, stupid? Actually, on second thought, don't answer that." He shrugged and put the weapon on safe. He'd seen people shoot well before, so wasn't particularly impressed. Yet.

"And I'm not a kid. I'm a man." Sokka is totally a man and anyone who says otherwise might have to deal with him.

"Maybe. But the boomerang has more utility than a gun. They're both awesome, but they have different uses, really."

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"Really?" she crossed her arms, grinning. There was no way something called a boomerang would be useful in combat. Not when there were things like Neotanks and Stealth Bombers. "Then show me."

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