"H-huh!? Where, where am I?" Sokka asked, waking up. "Why am I tied up!? Who's there?" He asked, hearing someone enter the room.
"Hello Sokka, my name does not matter, all that matters is that you tell me where the Avatar is," the assassin replied.
"Wait, your that guy who shoots beams from his head!" Sokka said.
"Yes, but I'm not who you should be worried about, she is!" said, the assassin, motioning to the door a women entered the room, holding a bag.
She was tall, thin and had long brown hair, but her face was covered by a mask, she also had really long finger nails.
"So Sokka are you going to tell this man where the Avatar is, or do I have to torture you to get it out?" The woman asked.
"NO! I'll never tell!" Sokka said.
"Okay then," she replied, moving down to his foot and and drew her nail up the sole, from the heel to the toes, making Sokka giggle.
"Hahaha Stahap, Wh-what are you doing?" Sokka asked, giggling.
"Convincing you, why, are you ticklish?" she asked.
"N-no not at all," Sokka stuttered.
"Okay then I'll just start, where to start though?" she said.
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