Sokka looks toward the noise. The... ground over here next to him is wet. A few droplets are flicked off his fingers with a confused look but Sokka, EVER STUDIOUS SOKKA, goes back to his work, bending over the books and biting his tongue between his teeth.
Until.
SPLASH.
And he squawks because THE HAIR oh the hair (and yeah, yeah, his books too), he's soaking wet and--]
I SEE YOU JERKS!!!!! [He doesn't. But intimidation is always key.]
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Sokka looks toward the noise. The... ground over here next to him is wet. A few droplets are flicked off his fingers with a confused look but Sokka, EVER STUDIOUS SOKKA, goes back to his work, bending over the books and biting his tongue between his teeth.
Until.
SPLASH.
And he squawks because THE HAIR oh the hair (and yeah, yeah, his books too), he's soaking wet and--]
I SEE YOU JERKS!!!!! [He doesn't. But intimidation is always key.]