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[beliefovermisery]

If this were Apocalyptica or Eden or even Kansas itself, if Mel and the babies were at the house with them, Sokka would have woken up in a dogpile of limbs and baby drool. But with Mel and her daughters off with Erin for some sisterly bonding, Sokka wakes up in a rock bunker made by yet another Toph that doesn't recognize him with five feet between himself and the other occupant of the room.

A glance at Steph and a smirk given for the tangled blonde hair hanging in her face, Sokka grins a little and gets to his feet. There's a pool outside that will do well enough for a mirror and he really needs a shave.

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[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

"I'd take that as more of a compliment if it wasn't also playing up to your ego," Sokka informs the other, laughing a little. But his grin at his-- younger self is almost fond and he's in a good enough mood to tickle the kraken tentacle.

"Where are you heading? With Claire and the rest?"

[lemur-sitter.livejournal.com]

"I don't have an ego, I'm just awesome," Sokka says happily. "We're not really sure yet. Metropolis, prob'ly. Apparently it's like New York, except alive -- and there's lots of cars!"

[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

Sokka grins in return. "Be careful. Gotham had some weird sickness in it, and some extra tentacle-monster things. Watch your back."

[lemur-sitter.livejournal.com]

"Promise," Sokka-the-younger says, grinning. "The world needs its Sokkas, obviously. Couldn't deprive it of that."

[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

"There'd be a severe lack of people fucking with random machinery if we weren't around," Sokka points out, grinning back. "Well, if I find a car while you're gone, I'll see if I can get it to fly by the time you get back."

[lemur-sitter.livejournal.com]

Sokka beams at him.