http://theregularguy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] theregularguy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-08-05 08:42 pm

[What's a man to do?] [Open]

Sokka would call himself a rational man. However, being randomly deposited on a living ship that travelled through the stars, being given clothes that were apparently alive and being surrounded by a bunch of strange people was not at all a rational thing. So he did what anyone else would have done. He went to the sensoriums to try and pretend he wasn't where he really was.  He was in the eerily accurate courtyard of Master Piandao's extensive home. It was kind of relaxing, being somewhere familiar to him.  Still, the thoughts of this strange new place were all that ran through his head  He was going to have to look after Katara, even if she was probably one of the best waterbenders to ever walk the planet. He was her older brother and it was his responsibility to get her home, no matter what happened.  The people were strange and wonderous and he had seen things he didn't know how to explain.

He sighed, shook his head. Clear your mind, Sokka. He paused, still for a moment before he drew his sword in a single fluid movement and dropped into a stance before working elegantly through a series of movements, flowing easily from attack to defense and back again, blade humming as it cuts through the air. This was the best way to work off stress and keep focused, exercise and practice, pure and simple.

[identity profile] potentialmonkey.livejournal.com 2009-08-07 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Ron waits until the set is finished before speaking up.

"So uh... ermm hag on" he said, before swallowing what was left of his Naco. "So. where'd you learn sword fighting?"

[identity profile] potentialmonkey.livejournal.com 2009-08-12 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
"...and that name, unfortunately, is drawing a complete blank from me. But it looks like he taught you pretty well. I'd offer to spar, but not sure if you'd wanna fight against a guy with a magic sword."