I have passes for the ringside view. [ This morning, he'd nearly tossed them in the garbage along with the wadded up tissues and chewing gum wrappers in his pockets. Honestly, he had no plans to attend. Has no idea what changed his mind, except for a dim murmur in his subconscious: Korra might enjoy this. It should be a mental exclamation mark, the fact that he's begun thinking of her so casually. But it isn't; it shifts with the well-oiled cogs of his brain and fits against them, quite simple and quite extraordinary. Not slowing him down. Not impeding his thought-process at all. It almost seems to balance him. ]
[ Strange. ]
[ Brushing that off, he dips his gaze, reaching for a dumpling and swallowing it in one bite. Standing, he brushes the crumbs from his jeans, before extending a hand to Korra. ]
It's probably about to start. If we make it there quick, we won't miss the first round.
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I have passes for the ringside view. [ This morning, he'd nearly tossed them in the garbage along with the wadded up tissues and chewing gum wrappers in his pockets. Honestly, he had no plans to attend. Has no idea what changed his mind, except for a dim murmur in his subconscious: Korra might enjoy this. It should be a mental exclamation mark, the fact that he's begun thinking of her so casually. But it isn't; it shifts with the well-oiled cogs of his brain and fits against them, quite simple and quite extraordinary. Not slowing him down. Not impeding his thought-process at all. It almost seems to balance him. ]
[ Strange. ]
[ Brushing that off, he dips his gaze, reaching for a dumpling and swallowing it in one bite. Standing, he brushes the crumbs from his jeans, before extending a hand to Korra. ]
It's probably about to start. If we make it there quick, we won't miss the first round.