Drunk on the Moon <Shai City, North Pole>

[sokka]

Sokka was lying in bed absorbing all of the suns warm rays. He know that he's have to get soon to get to warrior training. He rolled over and rubbed his head. Katara and Aang already left. He told them that he'll catch up with them later and maybe go find he and Katara's dad, just as he told Bato.

"Now..whats for Breakfast? Hot porriage or fish stew?" Sokka stood and was out off bed. He looked for his leather hair tie, he pulled back his dark hair and slipped into his tunic.
"Mmmm I smell, honey cakes." Sokka drawn by his unsatiable hunger stept out of his room where the trio had been staying and now there is only Sokka. Sokka pulled is parka on and followed his nose to the bakery where he smelled pastries.
"Mmm and they smelled freshy baked." Whatever grain that does grow in the artic, was very hardy and can stand sub-zero temprature. Sokka bought a pastry and looked up, the moon was still pale and fading into the dawn.

[namha]

"Hey Thinh! Wait up!" Nam Ha yelled running down the snow covered moonlit street. Thinh ran ahead of him to wards the bakery, there normal end point for their morning runs.

"Man, Nam, you used to be so fast." Thinh said laughing as he leaned against the bakery's outer wall.

"Yeah... Hey! used to!" Nam yelled actually catching on to what his brother had said.

"See even your brain is running slow." Thinh doubled over laughing at his own joke while Nam stopped running.

While his brother wasn't looking he bent down and packed a nice hard snowball and chucked it at his brother, hitting him in the shoulder. "Ha, take that!" And so began a sibling snow fight.

Thinh dodged several of them as Nam got pummeled. Finally one dodged snowball hit another person near by.

"Oops," was all Thinh said. Neither of them had even noticed the person on the nearly empty streets of the early morning.

"Oh man, I am so sorry." Nam said trying to stifle a laugh. He knew it shouldn't be funny, but he couldn't help it, this was just the way he was.

[namha]

Nam Ha just stood there hand outstretched like an idiot for several minutes, but the guy said nothing. "What's. Your. Name?" He said slowly and loudlyy thinking the person hadn't heard him, but still nothing.

"Come on, Nam, He's not listening. Grouchy." Thinh gave Nam's arm a soft punch and began walking back in the direction of their house.

"Yeah, okay." Letting his arm rest back by his side he turned to follow his brother. "Later, mystery man." Nam said waving and catching up with his brother.

"So you think you can finally beat me today?" Thinh said, hands clasped comfortably behind his head as he walked, laughing at his older brother.

"Oh yeah, you're going down today." Nam laughed brushing hair out of his eyes. "Don't give me another one of these." He said pointing at the scar on his left check. "Last thing I need is a battle wound from my younger brother."

"Sadly neither of us are as good as Due Hein." Thinh said, sticking his nose in the air, his sort dark hair twisting around itself in the soft wind.

"Yet." Was all Nam said. After that they walked home in silence, mentally preparing themselves to spar.

[sokka]

Sokka rubbed his head, and watch the boys leave. He outta through a snowball back for good measure.
"Man it's too early for snowball fights." Sokka turned around and called out to them
"My name is Sokka for you information, and and..." Sokka stopped and rubbed his temples. He didn't have time for this he needed to get to training. Though deep down he had nothing to do until nightfall. He could go to the tavern and grab something to eat. Or fish, or go hunting...or...think about Yue again. No not tonight, Sokka needed a change of pace. Getting "drunk on the moon" as the warriors at the train hall call it. When he get all mopey and depressed. Well it sounds like these boys are sparring..might as well improve

"He you guys need somebody else to spar with."