fandomhigh | 2nd Banana Club: Afternoon

Ron has somehow managed to scrounge up a bunch of snacks but most of it appears to have been gathered from the cupboards of the third floor common room and technically a bag of flour is probably not a snack.

After the club members had joined, Ron introduced himself again and brought up today's topic.

"Most of you know what it is like to let your best mate take the limelight," Ron started, "And I'm not going to argue that they don't deserve it. Every once an a while though a situation comes along where as their best mates we have to step forward in order to turn things around. For instance last year I was a keeper for our Quidditch team and-"

What followed was a very long and detailed play by play anecdote of Ron's finest hour at last year's Quidditch game. Once he finally finished the story (and being oblivious to any yawns and eyerolls on other peoples parts) he flashed a grin at his fellow club members.

"So anyhow I thought today everyone could relate their own big story. Who's up next?"

[ooc: No OCD today. Go for it!]

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Katara tried to listen to Ron's story. Except for the part where she too excited and bouncy to really do anything of the sort.

"Katara, right?" Ron asked. "Would you like to share a story with us?"

"I accidentally found the Avatar?" Katara tried.

"What's an Avatar?"

Rikku fidgeted a little, and then raised her hand. "This is kinda ... it's not the same thing but I hope it's okay?"

"When I joined my cousin Yunie's pilgrimage, nobody was really that sure about me. 'Cause I was an Al Bhed and I was the youngest and I don't really look like I can fight." She shrugged. "And then we started fighting fiends and I grabbed a couple of Bomb Fragments from my leg-pouch and made up a Fire Storm, and everyone just stared at me. Here, they'd been collecting all the weird things fiends dropped, but they had no idea what any of them did. They didn't know you could use Bomb Fragments to cast fire, or mix them up with other things to get bigger bombs."

She bounced a little. "And I said, 'well, wait a second, then how are you guys upgrading your weapons?' And they just blinked at me like 'what do you mean?!' So that night I sat down with their weapons stash and starting customizing things, like, here, if you add these, your spells will be boosted, or you can put Darkproof on your armor with a few of those, and it was so awesome. Tidus got a Counterattack on his sword, I remember that, and he thought it was the coolest thing ever. So, uh, I kinda ... it's like I proved myself, I guess? Except for when Wakka freaked out about me being an Al Bhed, but that's just stupid prejudice and he took it back later. But, uh, yeah."

"I never knew that you were awesome," Sokka said, with wide eyes. "Can you upgrade my weapons, too?"

"I told you I was," she laughed. "And I'd have to see them, but I might be able to. What would you want? Elementals? Evade and Counter? It'd depend on how much room it has, how many I can tack on, but I'd be surprised if I couldn't cram one on at least."

"Okay, I have no idea what you just said. How about I bring you my weapons sometime and you explain everything real slowly?"

"Sure," she said. "Bring armor, if you have any. You can add neat stuff for those, too."

"Yeah, I don't have any of that. Are these things some sort of magic stuff that you can, like, put on my necklace instead?"

Rikku eyed it. "I dunno. It works better on armor? Then again, I put Flamestrike on a car, and that's not really a weapon. Couldn't hurt to try." She shrugged. "Do you have, like, an extra necklace? I don't wanna ruin it if that one's important to you."

"RUIN?" Sokka's eyes bugged out as his hand jumped to the bones strung around his throat. "Never mind!!!"

Rikku rolled her eyes. "You could get another one, you know. For me to test it out on first."

"... Yeah. I'll do that. Because I don't want you to ruin my boomerang, either. It was a gift from my father."

"I know how to add customizations to weapons," she said calmly. "I won't hurt your boomerang. Promise. I'll make sure it has room before I upgrade."

"You're not going to mess with its balance, either, are you?" Sokka asked.

The boomerang was important to him. Almost as important as his ~~ponytail~~ wolftail.

Rikku shook her head. "Trust me. It'll take a couple hours to do, but it's not gonna change the weight of it at all."

"Well, I don't have a BIG story, because I shine all the time. Just to give you an example: once, we were in the library of the Great Knowledge Spirit, and he decided to take it back into the spirit world with us trapped inside? So we all kind of ran and managed to escape. But I thought to use the giant planetarium thing while we were there, and to grab a bunch of scrolls, so the trip wasn't a TOTAL loss."

"What kinda scrolls?" Rikku asked.

Sokka shrugged. "Oh, you know, anything that looked like it'd be useful in our war against the Fire Nation. All kinds of stuff. Ancient, irreplaceable knowledge."

"Not bad," she said with a grin.

Katara frowned. "I don't remember that!"

"You don't remember me saving the day, or you don't remember the BIG HUGE LIBRARY in the middle of the DESERT?"

Yes, Sokka has forgotten (again) that this Katara is from earlier in the timeline.

Liz didn't really have any sort of big story of her own to share, she was pretty sure that burning down an entire city block and making headlines that way didn't count so she just sat quietly and hoped that no one would ask her to say anything.

Rose knocked on the door, "Hullo, private bash?"

2nd Banana Club: Afternoon

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