Where did you get it? [ Hand on a hip as she eyes The Scene (!!!) in which Korra has been caught cake-handed. ] And why are you throwing it away? It looks delicious.
It's just from this jerk. And I'm throwing it away because he's a jerk. Unless you wanna eat it. [Another shove in Asami's direction.] Either way, I'm not touching it.
[Korra's honestly kinda surprised when Asami's tone turns...almost protective? Maybe? She knows Asami's a good person, of course, but she hasn't exactly given the other girl a lot of reasons to like her, and Korra has grown enough these past few months to know it. A little part of her is happy to hear this.]
[ Expecting something worthy of getting the guy's nether regions electrocuted, she blanches when she hears something very unexpected. Sidling next to Korra, she leans on the counter too and opts for a casual tone. ]
[It's not right. How can Asami be so nice to her, after everything? Korra doesn't understand it.
But she's unspeakably grateful. As much as she loves Bolin & Mako, she hadn't realized how much she needs a friend like Asami. How much she's always needed a friend like Asami.
Damn it, she's gonna start crying. She grabs Asami in a hug, as much to hide the tears that are threatening to fall as to show her appreciation.]
[ Planning all the ways she can wound someone with their own cake, Asami's taken aback when she's suddenly supporting one very heavy Avatar, hugging back as surprise melts into affection. Even with the situation concerning Mako hanging between them unspoken, she likes Korra a lot.
It's not as if she's had many real girlfriends before, either. ]
I was so worried that something might've happened to you when I got here. [ Raising a hand, it rubs up and down a back. ] I'll be around as long as you need me.
[Korra eventually pulls back, once she's got her feelings under control. Asami's words remind her of something else she doesn't really want to think about but has to face.]
I didn't find out from the guys -- when are you from? Back home, I mean.
[Please let her be from after the fight with Amon. Korra doesn't want to have to explain about her bending again.]
[ Easing back, her hip finds the counter again. Needing to skirt a few issues, she keeps her rendition of events to the point. ]
Amon had just taken over the city, we were heading into the sewers to escape.
[ Loaning her a curious look, all too aware that she herself is already past Mako and Bolin's mental time-stamps. (It's pretty difficult not to notice as much with the former and the way he's been acting.) ]
[Her arms are crossed again, tight against her chest, trying to hold herself together.]
We beat Amon, but not before he took my bending. Most of it.
[There's a forced cheer in her voice.]
I'm actually able to airbend now! I don't know how or why, but when he took the other elements, he opened up the path to my airbending. Bolin's been helping me train with it. Can't exactly call myself the Avatar now, but it's still pretty cool.
[ Silently curious as Korra wilts, alarm invests in Asami tensely to hear that her bending is gone, all save a penchant for air. Can the Avatar even lose their bending? Of course, she's flesh and blood like anyone else. How was Amon defeated? Why is she pretending not to be in pain?
It's not as if Asami can directly relate as a non-bender, but she knows what it's like to have your entire sense of self ripped away from under your feet, for the world to invert and your stance to become so shaky without that image of who you are to support you that all you want to do is fall down. And Asami isn't even the one famed for representing anything half as important as her friend. ]
Korra.
[ Taking the other girl's hands, she looks at her in earnest. ]
You are still the Avatar. It's easy enough to say you're in one piece and still you, but we'll get you your bending back and fix this. [ Green eyes soften. ] It does need 'fixing', doesn't it? He didn't take away your duties.
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It's just from this jerk. And I'm throwing it away because he's a jerk. Unless you wanna eat it. [Another shove in Asami's direction.] Either way, I'm not touching it.
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Hands up, she refuses the offer, but her expression lights up as she points to the snack like it's a culprit all of its own. ]
You mean a boy gave this to you?
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No, no, not a boy. A JERK. [THERE'S A DIFFERENCE, DAMN IT.]
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[ Doot doot doot ... ]
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[ :'333 ]
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[Back towards the trash the cake goes!]
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If you hate it, you can tell him with a punch of honesty.
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What did this guy do to you, Korra?
[ Does Asami have to smack a bitch? ]
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It's not serious! He just...
She puts the cake on the counter and crosses her arms protectively, not looking Asami in the face.]
He kinda kissed me.
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He kissed you and ... now you're angry at him?
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[But she has to be fair. She doesn't want to be, but she has to be. She kissed Mako that same day, after all...]
I think he might've been cursed...
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[ Places a hand on Korra's arm. ]
Who was it? I won't say anything to him if you don't want me to, but I'd feel better knowing which guy is making unwelcome moves on you in the future.
[ So she can put him on her To Be Shanked list. ]
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His name is Li. He's just a big idiot.
[It's not right. How can Asami be so nice to her, after everything? Korra doesn't understand it.
But she's unspeakably grateful. As much as she loves Bolin & Mako, she hadn't realized how much she needs a friend like Asami. How much she's always needed a friend like Asami.
Damn it, she's gonna start crying. She grabs Asami in a hug, as much to hide the tears that are threatening to fall as to show her appreciation.]
I'm really glad you're here.
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It's not as if she's had many real girlfriends before, either. ]
I was so worried that something might've happened to you when I got here. [ Raising a hand, it rubs up and down a back. ] I'll be around as long as you need me.
[ Squeezes! ]
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I didn't find out from the guys -- when are you from? Back home, I mean.
[Please let her be from after the fight with Amon. Korra doesn't want to have to explain about her bending again.]
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Amon had just taken over the city, we were heading into the sewers to escape.
[ Loaning her a curious look, all too aware that she herself is already past Mako and Bolin's mental time-stamps. (It's pretty difficult not to notice as much with the former and the way he's been acting.) ]
What about you?
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Damn it.
It'll get easier with time. It has to get easier with time, right?]
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[Her arms are crossed again, tight against her chest, trying to hold herself together.]
We beat Amon, but not before he took my bending. Most of it.
[There's a forced cheer in her voice.]
I'm actually able to airbend now! I don't know how or why, but when he took the other elements, he opened up the path to my airbending. Bolin's been helping me train with it. Can't exactly call myself the Avatar now, but it's still pretty cool.
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It's not as if Asami can directly relate as a non-bender, but she knows what it's like to have your entire sense of self ripped away from under your feet, for the world to invert and your stance to become so shaky without that image of who you are to support you that all you want to do is fall down. And Asami isn't even the one famed for representing anything half as important as her friend. ]
Korra.
[ Taking the other girl's hands, she looks at her in earnest. ]
You are still the Avatar. It's easy enough to say you're in one piece and still you, but we'll get you your bending back and fix this. [ Green eyes soften. ] It does need 'fixing', doesn't it? He didn't take away your duties.
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It can't be fixed. I've tried. Master Katara is the best healer in the world, and there was nothing she could do. It's gone.
[She shakes her head.]
And it's okay. This place isn't home. They don't need the Avatar here.
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