Sewing is a woman’s job.

[Citaniel {Retired for now}]

{OOC}--- I Choooooose yooooou Zukochu!


"Come on Katara! finish your costume woman so you can finish sewing my scar! Man this Zuko outfit is going to be good!" Sokka's eyes filled with joy. "Im going to act just like him so watch out katara. YEA hmmm you think you can make me some long strips of red fabric for fire!" Sokka's mouth drops in excitement looking at his sister.

[Katara]

[[OOC: Katara chooses...drum roll...Azula!!]

Blowing a wayward strand of chocolate hair that had fallen across her eyes, Katara continued the steady movement with the needle and thread. A slow mischievious smile appeared on the young girl's face as she lifted her gaze toward her brother. She let out a small chuckle at seeing him dancing back and forth in excitement like a puppy waiting to be let out for a run.

"Sure I can Sokka. I'll be making some for my costume anyway." Katara answered with a slight chuckle. After a few stitches, she lifted her head and gave him a questioning look. "SOKKA!! I can't do it all on my own..you need to cut the fabric. Just follow the lines that I drew in octyink."

Knawing on her lower lip, she continued on her focused task her task.

[Citaniel {Retired for now}]

"OK OK" Sokka pulls out his bladed club. "HEEE YAH!" he slices at the fabric cutting a small hole where the tip hit the fabric.

Sokka picks up the fabric in amazement looking at the small hole frowning. Sokka grabs it and rips at it ripping the sheet of fabric in half. "There!" Sokka says looking quite pleased with himself.

"What its in the lines!"

[Zuko]

OOC: (I choose Jet... And he's gonna to be cra cra cra crazy...)

Zuko patiently strapped together Jet's Rag Tag armor. Donning it he grabbed up his Hook swords and practiced with them. He tied them to his waist like Jet Wears them. He then applied the powder his uncle had given him to his face to make him appear he had a slight tan and to cover up his scar.

"Well... Now... how does Jet act..."

Zuko dwelled on that for a moment. He decided it would be best to you know... make fun of him... so he thought for a moment. He was always having these crazy if not right theories about the fire nation and unjustice. I guess he could act like a crazy conspiracy theory guy with hook swords... Yeah... lets try that. He thought back... gotta reenact a moment in his life... think Zuko Think.

"Hey Sokka... You wanna grab some glory?"

'Glory Where?' Zuko pictured Sokka's response.

-Time Skip-

'Hey Jet I don't see any glory just an old man walking in the forest...' the imaginary Sokka Said.

"Old Man... heh... Thats what they want you think... he's really one of THEM!" Zuko said in his best impersonation of Jet.

'Them? Who's them?'

"There like the Free Masons! The Templars! And the Men In Black Combined!" Zuko said pulling out his Hook Blades... he jumped down and knocked the pretend old man down yelling, "GIMME YOUR SHOELACES!"

Zuko stopped laughing at himself... he sat back down in the room.

"Maybe some other way"

[Katara]

Azure eyes now wide in shock, watched in stunned disbelief as her brother literally ATTACKED the poor crimson fabric. Her mouth opened, closed and then opened to release a small noise which sounded something like a groan and whimper combined.

“What do you think you are doing?” she huskily inquired while rising from her chair. Katara gave a huge huff before stomping to his side and snatching the butchered cloth from his hands. “Sokka….” she began her eyes rolling back in her head. Then a calm demeanor appeared on her face as the water bender straitened to stand regally; her head tilted ever so slightly upward.

“Well, you now have your strips of flame, Zu Zu.” Katara mimicked the bored voice of Azula. “Why don’t you let me handle the ..blade work while you….you continue the sewing. Oh… and don’t tell me you don’t know how. Father taught you quite well how to sew the fishing nets. “ Picking up the scissors, the brunette began cutting along the dark black lines.

[Aang]

{ooc: Sokka! I choose you!}

Aang was having a really hard time deciding on who he wanted to dress up as. He began to think about all of the people that he knew, most of them had hair so he knew that he'd probably have to wear a wig or something. The thought of the itchyness of hair made him shudder. One person kept popping into his head... Sokka. At that moment, he decided that he would pretend to be his warrior friend at the Harvest Festival. Now... the costume had to be made.

Or... a clever thought popped into his head.

The boy realized that instead of making a costume, why not just wear the real thing? He went through Sokka's things until he found what he wanted, and then he crept away quietly. The clothes were a bit too big but they seemed fine to Aang. "Hair... hair..." Aang thought to himself as he tried to figure out how to copy his friend's hairstyle. "Uhh, crap" he was stumped. But, after digging around through all of the wigs that he could find, he found one that mostly resembled Sokka's haircut. Well, it had a top knot - a 'warrior's wolf tail' - at least. And the fake hair seemed to be a bit shorter on the sides than it was in the middle. Yeah, that would work.

He hadn't even considered his arrows, the ones on his arms and head were still visible. Sokka didn't have arrows. Jeez, this was more trouble than he thought it would be. ...Whatever.

Aang took a moment to look his costume over before going into the room where Katara and Sokka were. "Do I look like Sokka?" he asked as he walked over to them.

[Katara]

Katara had her nose pointed snottily upward as she pictured the fire nation princess when she heard a familiar voice called out from behind her. Spinning about, trying to keep in character, the water bender began giggling when she saw Aang standing before her dressed in Sokka’s cloths. The animal tail swinging at the crown of his head actually looked quite a bit like her brother’s warrior plait.

While she laughed, the brunette let here eyes rake the air bender from head to toe. “Very nice Aang!! Well brother dear, I think he looks just like you! All he needs to make it even more believable is that boomerang of yours.” The pretty girl was grinning from ear to ear while she gave Sokka a cheeky smirk.