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[fabrecation]

[Ever since Bil/Catherine/whatever told him that the sword Guy lost would probably be returned, Luke checked the weapon shop every day in the hopes of finding it. The days he didn't find it were met with a disheartened sigh, half-hearted lingering to check out the rest of the weapons, then wandering back home. He remained hopeful, though, always diligently checking to see if it was there.

Today, however, Luke's efforts paid off. There, glittering on one of the displays, is the weapon he'd been looking for. He nearly sags with relief, and he grabs the sword before anyone can even think of taking it for themselves. He stays a little longer to see if everyone's doing okay with Sokka still at the draft, and then he heads home, sword in hand.

After all of that, Luke heads to his room and flops down on his bed, a little worn out from the day's events. He opens his journal, hoping to get to talk to at least one or two of the draftees whenever the Malnosso decide to return them to the hotel rooms.]

How's everyone doing out there?

Comments

[Voice]

[markofthewise]

Five in the morning. Maybe earlier.

[Which means he should probably sleep soon!]

[Voice]

[fourteen]

I'll come with you. [ another beat. ] If you don't mind company, anyway.

[Voice]

[markofthewise]

... really? I thought you slept in.

[He's thinking back to the time you were still up just as he was waking up.]

[Voice]

[fourteen]

Not all the time... just sometimes. [ like when she has nightmares. but that part goes unsaid. a little sheepish now, anyway. ] I get the feeling I'm going to fall asleep really early tonight, anyway.

[Voice] /chuckle at kukki's expense

[markofthewise]

Fair enough, it's a date. [There's a humorous irony there that Xion should pick up. But Luke might not]

See you in the morning, bright and early.

[Voice] :|

[fourteen]

[ really Sokka. really. there's a momentary pause, and then she laughs. ] A date, then. [ because apparently we are all terrible people here. and she trusts Luke to know better. ] Man, it's still going to be dark out...

[Voice] See, if we talk in the subject, the comments won't stack in gmail

[markofthewise]

So bring a lantern, then. It's what I do.