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Sokka Sokka glanced at his computer, humming softly as he walked through the building before, finally, finding the forge. He taps onthe computer a few times before walking inside, pushing the door open. "Hello?" he called out. It'd been a while since he'd been in a forge. Any forge, really. Back when he'd made Appa's armor had probably been the last time. Granted, he had done a SPECTACULAR job on it.

Still, it was time for him to meet this Lloyd guy. again! Hopefully now with 95% less lightning! He'd finished his homework, too. Likely having finished Toph's as well. Cause that's what he was. The homework guy.
Lloyd Irving     Sokka would be greeted by the clanging of a smithing hammer against some sort of piece, Lloyd's forge a large installation built outside a small house in the Iselia Forest. He was working toward the back near the roaring fire, the heat getting stronger as one makes their way back. Lloyd is dressed in a protective apron over his black t-shirt, a heat apron that nearly reaches the floor, as well as a mask to guard against errant sparks or hot metal that may break off during his hammering. As Sokka calls out, Lloyd lifts his head and sets his hammer down, pressing his mask up and offering a wave.

    "Oh, hey there Sokka!" he says, setting his mask on a table with a recently-completed sword resting on it. He removes his apron as well, showing that his shirt was plastered to him with sweat. It seemed like he had been in here for quite some time, if the discarded bits of metal and worked weapons are anything to go by. "You here to show me your forging prowess?" he asks with a smile, "Excellent. What sort of piece did you have in mind?"
Sokka Sokka looked around, letting out a low whistle. "This is a lil different than I'm used to. But I guess lack of fire benders makes it a little different. I don't have too much experience, too be honest. At least not with forges like this. Buuuuuut... I did have something in mind. Not sure if it's doable. Would you be able to encase rocks in metal and keep the rocks like... in their position?
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd nods, smiling with a bit of pride. "I've made some adjustments to it over the years, but without the ability to constantly breath or control fire it's about as advanced as I feel I can get. I'm probably wrong, if I wanted to go around the Multiverse, but that's a mission for another day." As Sokka talks about his idea, Lloyd tilts his head to one side, confused. "Are you talking about suspending a stone inside metal, or just coating a rock in metal? One is a lot easier, but suspending a stone inside a metal shell? That's a bit more tricky." He ponders. "It's an odd request. What's that about?"
Sokka Sokka grinned and gave a nod. "The first. It's a surprise for Tophie Corn. I heard about this whole... christmas thing and I thought something like that, a little art piece only she could see, would be a pretty sweet gift. Not sure how to make it though. but hey, I've never backed away from a challenge, why start now?" he asked with a shrug. "Well, at least not a challenge that won't kill me."
Lloyd Irving     The swordsman crosses his arms, listening and nodding serenely. "Well, I don't think it would be impossible, but it is going to take some time and different techniques." He smirks a bit, then starts rummaging around his materials. "What sort of stone do you want to put in there, and what sort of metal do we want to cast the shell out of?" He digs around, tossing bits and pieces around. "Did you bring the stones we'll be working with, and did you want to shape this in any particular way?" He asks these questions, smirking to himself all the while. It's a good thing he made a promise, or he'd be gushing about the touching nature of the gift.
Sokka Sokka shrugged. "Just normal rocks. And the metal should be one with low refinement. I want the metal to be like... a block. Kind of like a paperweight. also, I need to put some words in it. Butt. Because Tophioca pudding is still a bit of a dork and having a big paper weight on her desk that has 'butt' written on it that only she can read would make her day." awwww, he did know her.
Lloyd Irving     Low refinement. Right, because Toph couldn't metalbend pure metals, right? "So something like silver or iron?" he asks, "Maybe gold, I think I have of that around here somewhere. Depends on what you want to do, in the case. Maybe make the suspending metal a pure metal so it 'looks' like it's floating in there, do you think?" That might work to give the gift a uniqueness, if he wanted. He snorts at the second part of the idea, nodding. "Whatever you want to do, Sokka. You know her better than I do."

    He rummages around still, tossing some silver, iron, gold, and copper into a pile. "So just a block to suspend a stone within, with the word Butt worked into either the metal or stone in some way that only she knows it's there... That's pretty creative, Sokka. I don't think anyone else would think to send her that."
Sokka Sokka nodded. "I guess. not gold, though. I'd rather not have someone trying to swipe it from her. honestly, I want it to look pretty mundane, something just for her. And I guess that'd work, pure metal. I know she can sense rocks pretty well in pretty much any situation," he said with a nod.

He hummed a bit as he looked over the materials. "Really? Well, she's a pretty awesome person. I figure I'll need to work extra hard to make something she likes. After all she's done for me and all. And I know something expensive won't really make her happy, so i've got to be creative."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd chuckles. "No gold then. If we want something that only has meaning to her, how about iron as the case? No one would swipe an iron paperweight. And then we can use platinum for the suspension system. Just a central column, that way she can still 'see' inside of it without effort." He nods to himself. "Your call, though. Your project. I'll help if you need it, but I'm sure you want to make it yourself. Seems like you've given it a lot of thought."
Sokka Sokka nodded, a grin on his face. "That sounds perfect. Thanks, Lloyd. Here." He pulled out a small bag, pouring it out. Rocks He began arranging them. "Well, I'll probably need some help with the actual forging process. Never used half this stuff and it's been a long time since I've been inside any forge. I missed it, though. First thing I ever forged was this," he said, motioning to his sword. "Teacher helped me a lot, though. Had to spend half a day polishing it, though."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd nods, looking over the rocks Sokka had brought with him. "Alright then, iron with a platinum suspension platform for stones. Got any ideas on shape, or do you just want a cube or something?" He heads for another point in his forge, pulling out casts for various shapes. "Cube, sphere, prism... sword? Shield?" He turns back toward Sokka, nodding. "I'll help out as much as you need, of course. Don't need any damage to the forge, but I'm not going to build it for you is all I meant. This is a new process for me, so we'll both be learning a thing or two, right?" He picks up a stone, hefting it in his palm. "That is an impressive sword, as well, I have to say," he adds, setting the stone back down and gesturing to a weapon hanging on a wall. It's one of his Irving Gunswords. "Clearly your Master had a lot of skills, and of course your idea of using a meteor as a material was no doubt a stroke of genius."
Sokka Sokka nodded. "Actually... you know what? A shield might not be a bad idea," he mumbled as, with Lloyd's permission, he grabbed some platinum wire and started making the suspension. "Thanks. Also, making it a bit aero dynamic might not be a bad idea. I mean, if someone decides to attack her in her option, a weaponized paper weight might be good."

He glanced over and shrugged. "Well... my teacher said I should try to use a material that really speaks to me. I figured the meteor was really what set me off to get sword training to begin with. So it made sense. I had no idea how good it would be." He glanced over. "And my teacher was amazing. Forgiving, too. The fact he was okay with me not being... well... Fire Nation was a shock. A wonderful one."

He glanced over. "Hey, out of curiousity. How long have you known Toph?"
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd nods. "A shield, alright. That seems like a fine idea," he says, pulling out a standard shield cast. As Sokka starts working with some platinum wire, Lloyd starts pulling together the iron for the main body of the shield. "Fair point. We'll have to make it somewhat desk-sized, but still, a solid piece of iron to the face is a good deterrant if nothing else." He stretches, piling iron pieces into a small pile near the main forge as Sokka works with the platinum. "It's important for a blade to feel natural, so having it crafted in such a way is brilliant, yes. The bigger a hand you have in the creation of a piece, the better it turns out. So your teacher was Fire Nation, I take it? Seems like he had the wisdom to know that art, and forging and swordsmanship are certainly arts, are to be shared with anyone."

    At Sokka's question, he shrugs slightly. "I've actually lost track of time. I believe it's been a few years, but time sort of ran together for me after a certain event. What about you? She seems like she's known you a long time."
Sokka Sokka nodded, then blinked. "Well, I don't wanna make it that big. It is a paper weight and all. Maybe something a bit smaller. Maybe a cube would work best." The flower he was making wasn't too big, at least. He hummed lightly as he worked.

"Oh yeah, he was incredible. I only got to spend about three days working with him, but he taught me so much. I came out a far, far better sword fighter than I went in. A better warrior, too. He taught me how to better monitor my environment, how to use it to my advantage, everything. I sometimes go back and play board games with him." He paused. "He hates me for it, though," he joked.

"Yeah, met her when she was..." He paused. "Twelve. Wow. It's been quite a few years. Hard to believe she's almost an adult. I remember when she was just that little kid kicking butt in the earth tournaments. Now she's that bigger kid kicking butt in the multiverse," he joked. "Saved our lives more times than I could count. Heck, she invented a brand new way to kick butt just because earth bending wasn't bad ass enough for her," he said with a laugh.
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd nods. "I think we'll have to make a new cast, then. Won't take all that long, honestly. I've got materials for it laying around here somewhere." As Lloyd goes to dig out a fresh cast, he eyes Sokka working on his flower of platinum, smirking to himself. By the time he has the cast, he's back to business, sketching out a shield shape onto it. "Heh. Sounds kind of like my teacher. He showed up and was surly for a long time. Then I found out he was my father, and the way he was teaching me was his way of making up for lost time. It was annoying, but I understand now why he did what he did. Shame he's up in space now, though. He might be an interesting member of the Paladins."

    He smirks sadly, then works on carving out the smaller, paperwight sized shield from the cast.

    Sokka explains about Toph, smiling as he goes on. "Sounds like you have a lot of respect for her," he says, "She's pretty incredible for being so young. Not many teenagers can claim her sort of track record." He falls silent, focusing on his work. As he carves into the cast, he starts working on loading the iron into a melting pot, getting it ready for the heat. "How about this?" he asks, holding up the design. It was a simple rounded triangle shield shape, designed flat all the way down but with enough depth to suspend the stones.
Sokka Sokka blinked a few times. "Ah. He... passed on, then? I'm sorry to hear that," he said softly, shaking his head. "Yeah, losing a parent can be rough. Was he the one who taught you how to do all this?" he asked, finally finishing the flower and nodding, holding it out and comparing the two. "Should work just fine."

He then glanced over. "Hmmm? Toph? Oh, yeah. She's absolutely amazing! I mean, she doesn't let anything keep her down. She can do more blind than most people I know can with their full sight. Never lets anything stop her from doing and getting what she wants, not her age or disability or anything." He waved his hand a bit. "Frankly, anyone should be proud to be half as awesome as she is. Honestly I'm pretty lucky her and I are best friends. Not to mention she's one of the few people I can snark with who can give as good as she gets. Aang is way too sensitive and Katara, well... shes Katara. Toph is tough, though." He smirked. "But... she has a lot of other sides to her, too. She's a pretty incredible kid."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd shakes his head. "No, I mean he's literally on a comet in space. He left with a comet made of mana to make sure that the enemy headquarters wouldn't be able to be used by anyone else here again. If you look carefully on some nights, you can actually still see it in the sky." At his other question, he shakes his head again. "That would be my dad, Dirk. He's the one who built the house here. He's a dwarf, and he found me nearby with my... my mother, as she was dying." He brushes past that, however. "Dirk taught me everything I know about the forge, and he raised me for most of my life. Kratos is my father, but Dirk will always be my dad."

    He smirks as Sokka gushes about Toph, glad in a way that Toph wasn't here to hear it. Poor girl. "You keep calling her kid, so how old does that make you, Sokka?" he asks, "And yeah, she's snarky. Really good friend of mine, though. Also a good friend to the Summon Spirit of Earth here, Gnome, for obvious reasons. She'll probably get some big sort of stone from him at some point here. He seems to do that for Christmas every year." He sets the iron into the forge, letting it heat up and pumping on the fellows to stoke the flames. "Aang and Katara... other friends of yours, I take it?"
Sokka Sokka blinked a few times as he tried to understand that. Then he nodded. "Oh! Fauther and... gotcha. Yeah... on a meteor? That's... pretty impressive. Wait, mana? Like... the bread?" he asked, blinking a few times. "That's... quite the... mode of transport."

He blinked. "Well, I'm nineteen. I was about sixteen when I left with Aang to stop the fire nation." He paused. "Wow. She's almost as old as I was then. That's... hard to believe." He shuddered. "A grown up Toph. That's... a bit scary. And yeah. aang is the Avatar. Katara is my sister, she's the last water bender in our tribe. They're both incredibly amazing. I'm surprised Toph never told you about them, they're way more impressive than I could ever be." He got up and hummed. "So, what fuel does your forge use?"
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd laughs, then shakes his head again. "No, not bread. Mana. It's basically life energy. It's what allows us to cast magic, and it's what allows us to live. I can use it to fly, too, with my wings. It's a vital part of life here, and Derris-Kharlan is a comet made of the stuff." He rolls his shoulders, nodding a bit. "So young, then, to have to fight any sort of war. But that's the nature of life, sometimes. Even younger for Toph, it seems." He nods slowly to himself, then shrugs again. "It's possible she's mentioned them before, but it's hard to remember. And I think you sell yourself too short, Sokka. You clearly have something setting you apart." He turns back to the furnace, smiling at the question. "It's largely charcoal, but the furnace itself has Garnets built into it to amp up the heat when I need it. Garnet is a gem that, at least in this world, is the embodiment of fire, so being able to draw heat from them allows me to work on nearly any material I can find."
Sokka Sokka nodded, listening to every word of it. "Really? If you could tap into this mana as an energy source, then... perhaps could... huh?"

He blinked, then shook his head. "Oh, no, I'm really not," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand and a chuckle. "See, I' pretty good with a sword and boomerang, but that's really all there is to it. On my world, I'd be just one step above civilian. And frankly since I've come to this universe, it's been only more apparent how little what I can do really matters," he said with a shrug. "I used to be the idea guy, you know. But... well, lots of people smarter than me here. And back home that was really the only thing I did that the others just... couldn't do as well," he mumbled a bit softly.

He then started fiddling with things as he worked to find out what did what. "I see. That all makes sense, at least... clever. I didn't even know you could do something like that," he said with a nod. "You'll need to teach me more about the forging principles on your world, maybe I can pick up a thing or two."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd shakes his head again. "I had a friend like you once. My best friend, actually, Colette. She was always convinced that she was holding people back, or didn't have the skills the rest of us did. But she was the reason we traveled. She was the one who kept our group together, and she was far more powerful than she would ever give herself credit for. Maybe you just haven't found the right thing yet." There was an irony to him mentioning Colette, but honestly, it was lost on him, too. "Besides, it's clear to me you have charisma, and that's a marketable skill. But if you're worried because you're not a bender or something, you might as well stop right there. Just practice what you can, and maybe one day you'll have something no one else in the world can do better."

    With that said, he turns back to the forge. "I'll teach you whatever you'd like as long as you're willing to learn. All you have to do is ask. And I'm sure that goes for a lot of people here. If there's a skill you want, there may be something in the Multiverse, or someone, that can help you get it."
Sokka Sokka nodded as he set to work, slowly starting to heat the forge up. "Really? Well, teach me everything you know then, please. I've only made a handful of things so far, being able to forget better weapons might be better in the long run. Weapons are what I do best. And colette, huh? She sounds cute. She an old girlfriend?" he asked, completely missing the irony himself.

He chuckled softly. "Yeah. I'm trying to learn everything I can. I'll be starting college in about a month, thanks to Toph's idea. I talked with some of the paladin people, apparently they help cover it. I figure I'll do that to learn about electronics. I can work on my actual fighting skills and law through the paladins. I'll learn how to be a better black smith from you. You said you're a sword fighter, right? Think you could teach me a few extra skills?"

... Did the boy ever sleep?
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd flushes a bit, shaking his head. "Okay, I can teach you. But... no, Colette wasn't my girlfriend. I... didn't really read the signs when we were around each other, you know? Everyone else apparently saw it, but then unification happened and I don't know where she is now. I'm told my thick head is endearing, but it makes me miss a lot." He shrugs again, watching Sokka heat up the furnace. "Iron doesn't take a whole lot of the heat this thing is capable of, so make sure not to go too far with it," he offers, but otherwise he leans against the counter nearby.

    At the list of his goals, Lloyd blinks. "Make sure to work some rest and relaxation in there, but yes, if you want sword training, I'll be honored to teach what I can."
Sokka Sokka nodded, giving a snort. "Really? Completely missed it, huh? That's a shame. I'm pretty lucky, I've always been good at picking up things like that, so I never have to worry about missing the signs." He was 0/3... "so she never just told you?"

He nodded. "About what temperature, then?" he asked, measuiring the gauges as he worked.

"Oh, and don't worry. I'm the schedule guy. I know how to make sure I have plenty of times to rest and relax. It's one of my favorite past times, you know. Just ask Toph."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd snorts, but immediately covers it up with a coughing fit. "Y... yeah?" he says, "What are some of the signs you look for then, Sokka?" he asks seriously, "I've never been able to read that sort of thing. Maybe that's how you can pay me back for sword and forge lessons, huh?" He moves over, tapping one of the gauges. "You'll want this one to hit 2800, then let it sit for a bit. Make sure to get the iron completely liquid before we pour the cast, alright?"
Sokka Sokka nodded. "Oh, I know. No chunks, completely liquid." He watched it for a while, his focus not wavering. At least he focused rather well.

"It's pretty simple, really. If a girl likes you, she tends to let you know. She'll be more affectionate to you, than she is to others. Let you get away with a lot more, too. Always want to hang out with you. Try to introduce you to her friend's and family, not even minding when you get in the way or screw up. She'll support your ideas, even when they're stupid. Always have your back, even in the toughest times. And trust. Trust is very important. She'll trust you to do the right thing by her, no matter what. Oh, and she'll probably compliment you a ton, that's a pretty obvious one. Like, if she ever gushes about the things you've accomplished in the past, even if they're not that impressive," he said with a sigh. "It's really easy to see the signs when you look out for them. Granted, not every girl is so obvious. Some of them it's just the way they smile at you, or the look they give you. Or the fact they laugh at all your jokes. You just have to be attentive, that's all." Right. Over. his. Head.
Lloyd Irving     "Really, that easy, huh?" Lloyd asks, checking on the progress on the iron melting. "I guess I was just so focused on improving myself that I wasn't able to see my closest friends throwing out those signs. Kind of sad, isn't it?" He shrugs. "I guess it's too late now. I don't know where she is, or if she has those feelings still. I guess I'll never really know. Missed my chance, so to speak." He picks up the sword he had been working before, a clean straight sword probably for some sort of guard somewhere in the world.

    "Do you know anything about Sword Artes, Sokka? Is that a thing you have in your world?"
Sokka Sokka nodded. "I know, right? I came close to missing it, once. With Suki. Though... it never really worked out in the end," he said with a shrug, before sighing and eying the metal. "Still, it was a nice relationship. I learned a lot from her. And yeah. Missing a chance like that... never realizing until it's too late? That'd really suck. Fortunately I don't have to worry about anything like that," he said with a light chuckle.

"Oh, yeah! My teacher taught me about them! I even added a rainbow. I don't think he liked that."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd seems stunned for a long moment, but he shakes his head. "Lucky you! I'll have to make sure the same doesn't happen to me again, I guess," he says after a brief moment. "Suki... an ex of yours I guess? I won't pry. But thanks for the advice!" He laughs at his next line, shaking his head again. "No, no, not that kind of art. I mean Artes, skills that you can use that seem almost superhuman but take dedication to learn. Do you remember the Demon Fang I tried to hit you with the other night? I could teach you how to do that, and a number of others." He takes a look at the iron in the forge. "Almost there."
Sokka Sokka nodded. "Yeah. My... second girlfriend. My first one became the moon. It's... a long story," he mumbled, sounding just a tiny bit sad. "I'm over it, though." He's really not.

"Wait, things like... but that was magic! Trust me, I've tried some of the magic stuff. I don't have a talent for it. at all. I even tried some of the whole... multiverse magic. Turned myself neon pink. Luckily toph couldn't see it or I'd have NEVER heard the end of it."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd smirks, shaking his head. "No, the lightning I hit you with was magic. All you need to artes is the physical ability and the right technique." His girlfriend BECAME THE MOON? "She... she became the moon. That's rough, buddy," he says, shaking his head sadly. "But if you want to learn Artes, I can teach you those. Magic we might stay away from, but I think you could learn Artes. May take awhile, though, so don't get discouraged." He looks at the iron, then goes to grab something that looks like glass. He places the platinum flower with the rocks into it, making sure to set it to where the top and bottom would 'set' into the iron as it cooled. "I think this might be the best bet. If we set this into the cast, the material around the flower should melt into the iron, but cool it enough to weld the platinum into it."
Sokka Sokka blinked a few times. "That's what zuko said. And yeah. It sucked. My own fault. If I'd been able to protect her..." He took a slow, deepbreath. "But that was then. This is now. And yeah, learning this artes might be fun. I'll give it a shot now, if you have time. After we finish this."

He slowly began to pour the iron into the mould once it was finish, taking his time as he worked, making sure he did everything right. He was completely focused on the task at hand, until the point came to cool it and he nodded, soon leaving it to cool, eying it. "She's going to love it, I'm sure. Thanks for helping me with this, Lloyd. While we wait, you mind showing me these artes? Who knows, a technique like that might be useful."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd smiles as Sokka pours the iron into the cast. The 'glass' was a thin layer of Sapphire, Celcius' stone, allowing the molten metal to eat it away without doing too much damage to the platinum. In fact, it would cool the iron just enough to freeze the flower and stones in place, suspending them in a hollow inside the shield paperweight. "Alright, we'll let that cool, then we'll quench it for strength and you can engrave it if you want. For now... did you bring Space Sword?" He moves back toward the front of the forge, grabbing his sheathes and belts up from a hanging hook there and strapping them on. He rests his hands on the hilts, then leads the way out into the clearing out in front of the forge and house.

    "If so, draw it and get ready. I'll show you the basic motion first, then we'll try to put the power into it to perform the Arte proper."
Sokka Sokka nodded. "I bring space sword with me everywhere," he said matter of factly as he followed him. Once outside, he drew his blade and mimicked his stance, eying him. He readied the blade. "I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it correctly, but I'll do my best."

He'd watch Sokka's movements closely, then he'd try mimicking them. Despite how down he'd been on himself earlier, he DID learn fast. It would quickly become apparant WHY his teacher had let him go after only three days. He was a very fast learner.
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd draws his Flamberge, then goes through a slow, sweeping motion, the tip of his sword nearly touching the ground. At that point, he stops and indicates to Sokka. "This point in the motion is the most important. You want to make sure that your momentum is at the necessary point before this moment, or you'll be going too slow to launch the attack." After this, he goes through the followthrough, propelling the 'projectile' forward, or would have if he had been trying to. "Got it?" he asks, after flowing through the motion a few times. He nods, then sweeps the blade in full speed, sending a 'fang' shockwave along the ground and into the distance. "Don't feel bad if you don't get it the first time. Just keep trying. It's literally all in the motion."
Sokka Sokka nodded, gripping his sword in both hands. "Okay, like so. And..." He did it a few times, mimicking the motions as said. "Just like this." He took a deep breath and, after about a dozen tries, he did it at full speed once. Nothing happened.

"I think I'm getting the hang of it." He was a little off, but for only a few tries, not bad. He tried again. Better, but still a little off. He honestly wasn't sure if he even COULD do something like this. It seemed very... magic like to him.

Then he did it a third time. A little tiny fang shot out, about eight inches before disipating. He blinked a few times, then looked around. "Did... I actually..." Was toph here? did she do it?
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd smiles as Sokka runs through the motions himself, nodding as he does. "Yep! That's good technique, Sokka. You've got it!" As he ramps to full speed, Lloyd's not surprised to see that nothing happens. It had taken him a fair bit to develop it, so he would be shocked otherwise. The second try was also empty, and Lloyd smiles again. "You've got the technique, you just need a bit--"

    On the third full swing, Lloyd drops his sword, jaw dropping and eyes going wide. It wasn't full power, of course, but the fact that he managed anything at all had Lloyd stunned. "Th... three swings..." he stammers, stepping toward Sokka. "You... you got it in three shots?!"
Sokka Sokka blinked a few times, looking to the sword, then to Lloyd. "Errr, yeah. Is ummm, that bad? Sorry, was it too... weak? I haven't really done this before. Well,this kind of... technique. I've studied a bit, but never been able to do any of the magic stuff." He tried a fourth swing. Nothing happened. Onthe fifth swing, though, another small burst. It wasn't perfect, but the basis was there. "S-sorry. I know it's not very impressive. But it's not magic, so maybe I can?" He really had no grasp at all.
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd picks his sword and sheathes it, blinking in shock. His face splits into a smile, and he watches him launch another shockwave. "You just did something it took me weeks to do. In three swings. Yes, I'd say you can...!" He claps his hands, staring in shock at the teen. "I can't believe it... It must be a knack you have or something. You said you trained with your Master in three days? I'm excited to see what you do in three days with this! Keep practicing it, and show me where you are with it next time we meet up, alright? For now, we should go quench Toph's gift. Do you want to store it here until Christmas, or are you going to give it to her early?" He leads the way back into the forge, still repeating "Three swings...!" under his breath.
Sokka Sokka blinked and then blushed. "W-well, yeah. I mean, but he only said my training was complete and I needed to get experience. And I had been fighting the fire nation almost a year by then, so I had a little experience. It really isn't that impressive. I still can't beat him in a straight fight and he's ancient."

He sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Lloyd. And... yeah, probably for the best I leave it here. I can come by when I have the time to polish and smooth it out, then get more sword practice with you. Thanks for training with me, Lloyd."
Lloyd Irving     Lloyd smiles again, clapping Sokka on the shoulder. "Experience will serve you well, yes. You'll get to the point where you can beat him, you just have to keep trying!" He laughs, then nods. "Alright. I'll keep it safe for you. Take care of yourself until next time, and remember to practice! I want to see a bigger shockwave by the time you come back, got it?" He offers a small incline of his head, then heads back in to place the shield somewhere safe, and quench the forge.

    It was good having a student, and even better that it seemed like he might learn a thing or two as well.