Some of my clothes [ or at least 'Li's ] are extra large.
[ Although she does have a point. Hei, in his usual body, is built streamlined and lean -- all fast-twitch muscle like a dancer or a distance runner. Korra, on the other hand, packs more bulk. It's evident in the steely density of her neck and the width of her shoulders. Not one of those juiced-up muscleheads at the gym who can bench cart-oxen weight. Just ... strong looking. She is built much like she had been as a girl. Sturdy, athletic -- a fresh-faced sun-browned teenager. There's a beat, before he sidles away from the window. Leans against the wall by the bed, arms crossed under his breasts -- unaware of how the gesture pushes them up against the low scoop of his top. ]
Do you still have any of Bolin's old clothes? He was shorter. But his shirts might do. [ He blinks, then glances down at himself. Notices the tits served up like two ice cream scoops of vanilla, then scowls and straightens. ] I might need your sarashi too.
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[ Although she does have a point. Hei, in his usual body, is built streamlined and lean -- all fast-twitch muscle like a dancer or a distance runner. Korra, on the other hand, packs more bulk. It's evident in the steely density of her neck and the width of her shoulders. Not one of those juiced-up muscleheads at the gym who can bench cart-oxen weight. Just ... strong looking. She is built much like she had been as a girl. Sturdy, athletic -- a fresh-faced sun-browned teenager. There's a beat, before he sidles away from the window. Leans against the wall by the bed, arms crossed under his breasts -- unaware of how the gesture pushes them up against the low scoop of his top. ]
Do you still have any of Bolin's old clothes? He was shorter. But his shirts might do. [ He blinks, then glances down at himself. Notices the tits served up like two ice cream scoops of vanilla, then scowls and straightens. ] I might need your sarashi too.