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Characters: Korra
Date: May 8th
Location: Metal Sector
Situation: Hitting the pavement.
Warnings/Rating: N/A. Will update if needed.




“We’re not hiring.”

Korra slapped her face with her hand and let it slide down, giving a frustrated groan when it was over her mouth. Everyone seemed to be fully staffed in the business district of the Metal Sector because she had spent hours going store to store asking about employment. “Thanks anyway.” She was unable to keep the resentment from her voice from being turned away yet again and accidentally closed the door to the electronics boutique a little too firmly but didn't even bother apologizing. Crossing her arms she looked at the storefront, her lip curled in a sneer at the words written on the window in the door. Whatever language it was written in came across as pure gibberish to her, as did the little black sign with red lettering in the corner of it.

“I don’t like your stupid little glowing, music boxes anyway.” She lied. They were radios that could fit in the palm of her hand, which was incredible to her. Just about everything in this sector was. Except for the job market, that seemed to be pretty underwhelming. Clenching her fists she began to walk briskly towards the café she passed earlier. A drink and a bite to eat would really help air out the foul mood she was developing.

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Finnick didn't usually hang out in the Metal Sector - it reminded him too much of the Capitol and the time he'd spent there. But at the same time, that was as familiar to him as the water along the turtle's shell. Besides, it didn't smell half as bad as the other sectors and their various rot.

So today, he was using the extra juulan from his catch to eat out instead, sitting outside to enjoy the warm day. He watched the girl stomp up to the cafe, unable to help the small smile. She reminded him of Katniss when she was disgruntled.

"Bad day?"

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As soon as Korra arrived at the café an employee managed to completely, utterly miss her arrival and before she could think of a sarcastic remark to make her presence known she heard the question. “Are you talking to me?” she asked when she turned to look at the stunningly handsome young man it came from. For a brief wild moment she was reminded of Mako when she saw him and her body tensed, but his green eyes threw her off for some reason. “Because if you are, it’d be the first time someone did today.” Folding her arms, she smiled and headed to where he was seated.

“Bad first week is more like it.” She said dismally as she motioned her head toward an empty chair at his table, non-verbally asking for a seat. “And I don’t want to assume anything-“ which of course she does anyway “But you’re not from around here either, huh?”

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The smile twitched into more of a grin, teeth flashing at her. "I only see one beautiful girl here who looks like she's about to throw a punch." So, yes. He was talking to her.

He nodded when she motioned to the seat, giving her the permission to join him. "It gets easier over time, but maybe I've just had a better time of it." People liked him, after all. Even the kedan. Not that he hadn't had his own share of problems, but not as bad as others. "I'm a Foreigner like you, so assume away. I've just had the luck to have been here much longer. Is this your first week here?"

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She pulled out the chair thankfully, a much needed break from walking, and sighed with relief as her weight was off her feet. "I'd introduce you to a friend of mine if you really wanted to see a pretty girl give a solid right hook." she answered, his grin forcing a smile out of her despite the bad day she's had thus far.

"Yeah, first week and I'm already really homesick. I just have to get used to bad luck then I guess." Leaning back in her chair, she stretched out her legs and wiggled her toes inside her shoes. A few of them actually popped and it felt so glorious in the moment.

"Finding a job with the kedan isn't exactly easy, and they don't find illiteracy to be that endearing either." Finding herself slouching and getting too relaxed, she straightened herself up and extended her hand over the table. "I'm Korra by the way."

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"I know plenty of pretty girls who tend to be violent. I guess one more really couldn't hurt me at this point," he said with a laugh, shoulders lifting in a casual shrug. Befriendng violent girls: the life and times of Finnick Odair.

He could understand that. Five months, and he was still desperately homesick. "Bad luck doesn't last forever. I'm sure you'll be fine soon enough."

Leaning forward, he took her hand firmly, shaking it. "I'm Finnick. A pleasure to meet you." A smirk played on his lips. "A week here, and you're searching for a job? That's some initiative. Have you tried helping out on the farms?"

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“You do?” her face is wrought with surprise. “Wow. Every girl I’ve met has been, well, girly.” there’s a mental apology for Asami, because somehow that girl managed to pull off pretty and formidable. Korra’s not envious of her at all, so she tells herself. “Maybe you’re destined to be surrounded by ticked off women.” if she couldn’t punch something, maybe a jab at humor would help. His firm handshake made her happiness show in her smile. If it had been a dead fish handshake, she would have a little put off.

“Real nice to meet you Finnick.” her voice is sincere; he was very pleasant to look at. There’s a brief moment before she clears her throat, breaking visual contact so that she doesn’t come across as leering at him. “I was hoping initiative would help me get some extra spending money, I’m kind of clinging onto the juulan I got when I first arrived.” One her eyebrows raised as she pursed her lips. “I didn’t know farms would be that close by.” Given what she’d seen of the Metal Sector, it never came across to her that farmland would be anywhere nearby. “That does make sense. Bet they need all the help they can get if everyone else is suffering from the rationing that’s going on.”

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"You need to meet more girls, I think. I've met a varied bunch. Girly, fierce, violent, quiet." The next comment made him laugh again, if only because of the truth behind the words. She may not have known him, but she hit the nail on the head. "You know, maybe you're right. Some girls fall for my charms, but the violent ones always seem to know how to see right through me." It was more like other victors already knew what and who he was, so any persona he donned was worthless.

Another smirk tugs at his mouth. It wasn't like she would be the first to be caught staring at him. "Generally, I'd agree with you. But the rationing has put the kedan on edge for the time being." Finnick nodded in agreement, looking her over as he did so. She was muscular, meaning that she wasn't a stranger to hard labor. Farming could work out for her. "The entire turtle's suffering, with no real end in sight. You help out, everyone gets a little bit more food, you get paid."

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However, now she was curious who he did have in his own circle of friends, especially after considering his niceties
"We violent ones have got a pretty keen eye Finnick." there was no way Korra could say that without a straight face. However, now she was curious who he did have in his own circle of friends, especially after considering his niceties.

"Never really saw myself as a farmer, but I suppose if it helps everyone. There wasn't a whole of farmland back home so I would have to learn as I go." as she thought about that, something crossed Korra's mind and she looked at Finnick with a curious look. "So what do you do for a living in Keeliai?" Picturing him working on the farms was difficult.

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"A keen eye or no time to be romanced. Either one works for me." He winked at her after saying that.

"There wasn't a lot of farmland where I grew up, either. But it seems simple enough." Beaches, the water. District 4 was the fishing district, and they left farming up to the districts that were drafted to provide agriculture to the Capitol. He smiled at her. "I own a fishing business. I sell my catch to the markets."

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This guy could give Leo Valdez and Bolin flirting lessons and that was saying something. How did she manage to keep meeting them? Finnick meets violent types, she met flirty types. What even-

If Korra wasn't fully alert and at attention earlier, she was now. "At the south pole it was mostly fishing, because even when there was nothing to hunt there were always fish in the sea." Fishing business indeed. A coy, almost smug look comes across Korra's face and she folds her arms rather smugly. A chance to show off her bending abilities was a chance she couldn't turn down. "I'll bet you've never seen anyone fish like me."

Even though Korra knew other people had some pretty crazy powers on the turtle, and she hadn't even stopped to consider that Finnick may be one of them, she was quite proud of her waterbending abilities. Her own personal way to represent the Southern Water Tribe.

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His eyebrows rose up on his forehead as he looked her over again. He knew that tone, that look. Someone had a high opinion of their skills, and to be honest, Finnick was always interested in learning what could be brought to the table if it ever came down to making an alliance with someone else. "I think you'll have to show me sometime, Korra. I'm always interested in meeting a fellow fisherman, and I'm always interested in seeing how other people fish."

Of course, he was nothing but a mundane fisher himself, but if she had abilities like the other water types around here, it'd be nice to see.

Unless she was like Percy.

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Metal Sector wasn't where Guy spent most of his time, but hey, a man had needs, like technology that almost made sense. He'd been hoping to pick up a few things, tossing around business ideas when really, everybody who knew him knew what he'd go with in the end, when he saw Korra.

He also saw that she was pissed, which, to be fair, it seemed like a lot of people were, and for decent-enough reason. Too bad they didn't have standard-issue grocery stores around here or she could be a sullen bagger.

Shrugging, he went with his instinct, which was to call out to her.

"Hey! Kid."

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"Hey yourse-" Her sentence was cut short when she turned around to see that it wasn't one of the kedan addressing her telling her to move out of the way or just leave the sector entirely.

"Oh, hi. Sorry, I just thought you were someone who wanted me tossed off the side of Tu Vishan." She rubbed her arm giving a nervous smile. "You don't, do you?" Because if he was, she'd probably snap the last straw on her back and possibly do something that would get her arrested.

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He raised his eyebrows. "Not right this second. Sounds like it'd hurt. Why, should I?"

It was more or less a joke. Not an awesome one, but hey, he wasn't that kind of asshole, don't mistake him for one.

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“No, you shouldn’t. I’d rather dive than be tossed.” Any joke, even a not-awesome one was welcome after the morning she had. Putting her hand out for a shake she introduced herself with a polite grin. “I’m Korra by the way. Enjoying day two of turtle life.” That last part has the sweetest amount of sarcasm she can muster into six words.

“So are they always this nice, or is it just me?” Asked Korra taking a very brief moment to smell her armpit just in case.