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Characters: Korra, Finnick, Po, Bean, Dinah, Tony Stark (616), Amon, Sabriel, Jim Kirk, Damian, Toph, Lin, Jack Frost, Raimei, Enjolras, Kyle Rayner, Bruce Banner, Asbel, Aisha, Katniss, Iskierka, Richard, and OPEN (That means YOU.)
Date: Various dates throughout July when not conflicting with Korra’s time during the clueventure.
Location: Korra’s suite, Various locations
Situation: Fish, Training, Flying, and whatever else happens!
Warnings/Rating: Physical violence, PTSD, NPC death, blood, FEELS, maybe even some swearing.

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Closed; Finnick

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[After finally hefting the last basket of fish off the cart over to the front door of Finnick’s suite, Korra waved at the kedan as they drove away. Without their help she was sure she’d be kind of stuck at the edge of the shell.

Weaving her way between the four waist high baskets, Korra got to the door of suite and hesitated before knocking. Dawn wasn’t the best time to be doing this, and she felt especially bad because normally Korra would be sleeping in. If anyone had knocked on her door at this hour, she’d make them regret unless it was for a good reason.

A good reason; yes, this should definitely count as a good reason.

Steeling herself, she knocked hard on the door. Korra really liked her job and the hours, or minutes rather, were perfect for her. Losing it over upsetting her boss would be a serious blow. Hoping Finnick was more of a morning person than she was, Korra adjusted her hair and rubbed her eyes.]

slides on in, a thousand years later

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[Honestly, Finnick was a morning person. He'd been raised that way, getting up with the sun to make a living. His life became a little bit more sedentary the moment he won the Games, and these days, mornings usually meant he hadn't even slept yet. So when the knock came at the door, it wasn't especially bothersome.

He slipped out of the bed, making sure Katniss was still asleep before leaving the room. The girl on fire, on the other, was not the greatest of morning people, and he'd rather she slept instead of trying to shoot whoever it was.

Finnick answered the door in his boxers - if they were coming to bother him this early, they could get used to seeing him without clothes. A grin tugged at his lips when he saw Korra on the other side.] Now this is the kind of wake up call I could get used to.

Closed; Po

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[There was little Korra could do about the fish in the upright freezer next to the refrigerator aside from simply warning Po what was inside. A disaster was the last thing she wanted on her hands. Spending some of her stashed juulan from work, Korra managed to buy some noodles, flour, and soup seasonings. She may have gone over the rationing limit for one person, but she was buying for two. Though judging from Po’s size; two and half. Aside from that, there were still some of the vegetables she had thawed out. Another harvest from Amaterasu would be most welcome after this.

To eat first and then show him the training areas on the second floor or vice-versa was a decision she would leave to her furry guest. Maybe he could show her some of the style used by the Dragon Warrior and she could show him some of the bending styles. Without bending of course, she was starting to become more adjusted to not having it. Not comfortable or content, just adjusted.

Just as Korra sat down and put her feet up on the desk to kill time poking around on the network, there was a knock at the door. Quickly she went to answer it.]

Hey Po! Come on in. [Okay, so he was a lot furrier in person (animal?) than over the network. Part of Korra wanted to hug him, because that’s what friendly furry animals were for.]

[kungfood]

[Eat first, then train? That would be reasonable. Of course, for Po, eating and training went hand in hand, which had been the way he'd learned kung fu in the first place. If she really wanted to test the limits of his abilities, she could stuff different kinds of foods all over the place and watch him climb ludicrous heights without needing to pant. It would be a show worth watching, a giant panda climbing up straight walls without any grips, eyes on the prize of a dumpling or a bun or a bowl of soup or whatever else. If there was one great motivator in Po's kung fu career, it was definitely food.

He smelled it before she even opened the door, dark nostrils flaring as he took in the scents and placed them accordingly in his head. Flour, he could pick up, and a variety of spices, and it all smelled wonderful. Of course, that wasn't what he was here for, but if she had taken the time to cook, he'd take the time to eat.

When he wouldn't take the time to eat would be more of a question, and one that Po would rather not answer.

While Po seemed furry and, perhaps, tall, Korra seemed tiny. Every human (or human-like creature) he'd come across seemed small and fragile, though he knew one's size hardly equated one's strength. The way humans spoke about them, he'd be curious to see how they'd react to the idea that the strongest warrior he fought with was a small praying mantis. But that would have to wait for later, because Po was smiling down at her, keeping his nose from quivering in the direction of the food, and eventually ducking his head to get through the door without bumping his forehead right into it. He'd learned that one the hard way.]

Hey! You're cooking? What are you making? Unless it's a surprise, then don't tell me. Because then it won't be a surprise.

[Very eloquent, as per usual. She's free to hug him, though. He's very open to it, even if it doesn't happen much in the circles he runs in. But, hey, he is furry, and he is friendly, and if that's what humans do with animals like that? Then he can deal just fine.]

Closed; Bean

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[Turning her fist outwards as she punched straight up, leaving her elbow bent to nose level, Korra lowered it back to her waist with her arm twisting back in so it was upright. All while mirroring the movement with her other arm and repeating the process over again.]

This is to block a punch aimed at anything from your chest and up. Now remember: you’re not trying to punch their hand, just push their wrist aside with your forearm. If you can block left with left and right with right, that will leave their side open.

[Korra stopped doing the demonstration and got onto her haunches in front of Bean.]

Now show me and then I can show you how it works in actual practice.

[After giving him the basics of kicking and punching, just enough to run away, Korra was getting ready to teach Bean how to be offensive if forced to fight in close quarter combat.]

[justlittle]

[Bean watches with keen eyes, then copies her movements almost exactly. His elbows aren't quite oriented right, but other than that it's near perfect. He appreciates her getting down on his level, the act seeming less patronizing and more equalizing when she does it.]

Like this?

Closed; Dinah

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[Each loop was carefully measured as Korra wrapped her hand in tape. Making sure it was tight, but not so tight as to cut off any circulation was key. She had already taped her feet and other hand, this was the final touch before she was ready to have Dinah and herself do some martial arts show and tell. Now that she had on her blue work out shorts and top, Korra tore off the tape when her hand and wrist were fully covered.

Once she was at the top of the stairs, Korra gave a little stretch to her arms and legs before making her way over to Dinah in the open training area between the workout room and the meditation room.]

Think the wooden dummy might be needed? [Unsure if Dinah was used to displaying martial arts with or without a type of aid, Korra felt best just to offer anyway.] That is if you want to go first.

[raptorcanaria]

Only if you want it.

[Dinah isn't really used to displaying martial arts at all: she's more likely to show someone directly what she's capable with her fists and feet. Flexing her fingers in their gloves she glances around the space.]

I don't mind going first. I just might have difficulty figuring out where to start. Probably with a form of karate, that might be closest to what you know.

[But of course, Dinah has no idea.]

Closed; Tony Stark (616)

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[Going by the rooftops, or as she affectionately referred to it as: “The Turtle Route”, Korra was happily jumping with the assistance of her earthbending. Having it back had been such a relief and brought a high energy with it that Korra was happy to expend on her way to the meeting point she had made with Tony. After all, she was going to be flying today and not by airship either. How could she not be excited from that too?

Having thought of any instances where it might come in handy, Korra brought along her custom metal glider staff. It had only been tested out once when she first got it and the results were a lot less than spectacular. At the time Korra felt like her nose got permanently bent from speeding her face into the ground.

Once there, she hopped over a roof’s edge and slid down the side. Halfway down, a ledge cropped out of the building and Korra vaulted it off it, happily laughing to her landing on the ground.]

Isn’t this GREAT!?

[That had to be asked of Tony. He had to have missed having all of his armor too. It was like she was discovering bending all over again.]

[definingfuture]

[Having power back is more than just getting the suit. Sure, having the suit was always great, but more than that was just the rush of getting to feel everything again. The extra energy and systems coming online in his mind, giving him access to all of those places he's become used to again. It felt good enough to make him push his limits, which the suit's OS politely informed him was not at full power, to fly between the high rising buildings and over the lower rooftops as fast as he could.

He saw Korra leaping from rooftops as he drew near their rendezvous point and shot straight upward, flying over the spot and diving downward to show off before pulling up at the last minute.]

Feels just like coming home.

[He was quiet, but there was still that edge of excitement underneath his relaxed greeting. Flying in the Iron Man had always made Tony feel better. It made him feel more confident and maybe even more himself. He couldn't help being just as pleased as everyone else to feel the metahuman powers kick in again. He landed carefully, with a slight thunk as he tapped down.]

How about it? You ready to do some flying?

Closed; Amon

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[Reddish orange bled across the clouds and sky due to the sun being halfway below the horizon, and reflected throughout the Water Sector where Korra was practicing her waterbending. Streams of orange and red moved through the air around her as she went through motions that had been taught to her from the teacher of the previous Avatar. Every day since her bending returned Korra had come to this place where she had sparred with Leonardo and demonstrated bending to Qilby to continue training all four bending arts. Before there had been a few days where training was something that could be put off if she wasn’t feeling up to it. But now, now it was all consuming. A way to show her acknowledgement that she had taken it for granted and would not do so again.

From one form to the next, Korra shifted effortlessly between water, ice, steam and back to water again. The element of change required versatility is what Katara had taught her and Korra was starting to appreciate water’s functionality. Fire was always her favored element, but water held a special place for her. Especially now that she had been without it for what once an indeterminable amount of time. Her arms and hands folded over each other in the air without touching, forming a perfect sphere of water before her and Korra saw someone through the red blurriness.

Even without a definitive shape, Korra recognized that composed posture and confident stance all too well. The next word slithered from her lips disdainfully, piercing the air, and the sphere formed a ripple that traveled from the side facing her to the opposite end.]

Amon.

[amonfire]

[ 'Deliberate' was the winning answer if the question what one word described someone like Amon, and he would agree. Every decision, every calculated risk, or just the way he moved was carried out as if planned to the letter. He calmly moved across the glade that stretched out by the waterside with his arms rested behind his back in a slow, methodical pace. His jarring serenity was a practiced insult, of course. ]

If I didn't want you to spot me, you'd know it.

[ Water Tribe-blue eyes crinkled behind that ever present mask, implying Amon had the gaul to smile at his hated adversary. A show that the fact her powers had returned to full strength did not faze him in the least. ]

Closed; Sabriel

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[Now that her bending had come back, Korra was in much a much more amiable mood and was a lot more willing to leave her suite. Having the right directions, she had made her way to Sabriel’s suite. The brief time they got to talk at Bruce’s hydroponic garden had actually not turned into a disaster. Since then, Korra had made it a note to visit, but the lack of her bending made her toss her schedule out the window. As did the volunteer trip for the Alderwood Commander.

Once she spent two minutes convincing herself that this was going to go well because she wouldn’t allow herself to get too passionate with her words, Korra went to knock on the door.]

Re: Closed; Sabriel

[bindsthedead]

Korra? [It had been a relief to have her magic returned, and Sabriel was in a good mood- she'd been drawing up notes on what to investigate further, and to restart her lessons with her students- and seek out new ones.]

Do you want to come inside?

Closed; Kyle

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[Deciding it best to get a full take on Jack’s condition, Korra had made her way directly to Amon’s clinic where she was sure she could find Dr. Natu. With everyone’s powers back to full, Korra was expecting Soranik to give her some happy news. And if Dr. Natu asked about her interest in Jack, Korra would- Well-

…She’d cross that bridge if she came to it.

Being inside of the place was creepy enough, but Korra was also alert in case she came across Amon. Thankfully she found a kedan volunteer to help her out. She asked her question while looking around in just about every direction.]

I’m looking for the green ring taking care of Ja-

[Cutting her off mid-sentence, the kedan directed her towards a separate part of the clinic. Giving her thanks, Korra hurriedly headed into the other section. Then she almost bumped into-]

You’re not Dr. Natu. [Korra said smartly as she her parked her heel so as not to bump into the man with dark hair.]

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[Kyle had been extremely busy. Recovering from his escapade with the cult and checking up on his people had taken a considerable amount of time (honestly, how did he have such a long list of those who needed looking after?). Right now, he was just happy his ring was working again. It had felt like a lost limb. He was holding off on using it for the moment, intending to just get used to it being there again.]

[The clinic had less patients, so he could mostly manage to help a lot of the ones with minor injuries without calling Sora, but still.]

She's not in.

[He looks at Korra, eyebrows raised.]

[angermanaging]

[Bruce meditates every day, in various locations. Frequently in Water sector, seated on the edge of one of the fountains; but also on rooftops in Metal when he can get to them, or parks in Earth, or out in the wilderness of the barren turtle shell with only the endless stretching horizon around him.

Wherever he is, he's seated cross-legged, eyes closed, and utterly motionless. He makes a mudra with his fingers atop his knees and stays there, unmoving and silent, for about half an hour. Sometimes more, sometimes less.

Anyone approaching, though, he'll notice-- and open his eyes to look at levelly, completely calm and not quite ready to swim out of the depths of his consciousness yet.]

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[After having her first full night’s rest in weeks, Korra had actually woken up before dawn to catch fish for her job. Something not normally done until late, late morning. As Korra was returning to her suite, the sun finished rising above the horizon and it was a sight for her since she would still be asleep on any other day.

A tiny shadow caught her attention near the top of one of the tall buildings in the Metal Sector, marring the otherwise bright reflection given off by the sun. Just when she was about to decide that it was human, it vanished over the edge of the building. Her curiosity piqued, Korra ran across the street and looked up from the ground directly underneath the spot she had seen it. Raising her arms up to her ribs forced a roughly square patch of cement to lift her up. Moving her arms in a continuous wide circle, the platform slid up the side of a building. She slowed once she got near the top, and the pavement elevator stopped just short of the edge.

First her hands appeared over edge, followed by her ponytailed hair and then finally her eyes, which scanned the top of the roof. They landed on a man sitting, rather comfortably even though his back was straight.

A small gasp.

Korra knew a meditative position when she saw one, but way up here?]

Closed; Raimei

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[The end of the mission she had with Iskierka, Amelia, Raimei, and Ariadne; all the they had witnessed was still fresh in Korra’s mind. One of the hardest decisions in her life that she had to help make was what occupied her mind as Korra made her way through the Wood Sector. Having visited this sector fairly often recently, she could allow her mind to wander as her body moved on auto-pilot.

A promise she made to herself once she had her bending back was to fully heal Raimei's injuries from their excursion. Then; then Korra would feel like she had at least done one thing right. Even with the packs that were delivered to them in the field proved useless when it came to using waterbending’s healing properties. A continuous state of concentration and focus was required, lasting longer than thirty seconds. By the time five minutes had passed, the process would have to start all over again making it effectively pointless.

When the two storied units came into view, a small, weak smile managed to come across Korra’s face. Raimei had proven herself a true fighter to the young Avatar. Having a deep sense of respect for the tactical and clear headed thinking she displayed, which Korra lacked at the time, urged her into a brisk walk to the door. A firm few knocks and Korra waited quietly, hoping she wasn't interrupting anything. Perhaps notifying Raimei instead of just popping in unannounced would have been a better thing to do.

Too late now.]

[anomia]

[Raimei is spontaneous enough that she hardly ever minds drop in visitors, especially now when she's bored out of her mind. She's an active person at heart and finds it impossible to sit still, but she's been injured often enough before to treat it seriously and try not to stress the injury. How long that will last is another story. As always, her ninja-trained better sense runs up against her own restless desire to be on the move, achieving her goals.

Except she doesn't really have any goals here, not ones that she can achieve measurably. The mission had been a huge relief in that respect. The whole set up was familiar to her, down to having a team to go with, and as far as Raimei was concerned, they'd all occupied their roles well. More important than any demonstrable skill, they'd remained loyal to each other and dedicated to the stated purpose of the mission, and that was what Raimei looked for in teammates. So it was something of a relief to having something to do with herself that she knew she could accomplish, and get real, meaningful results for.

Even if those results had included a pile of corpses she'd never wanted on her conscience. That was something that every member of the world of Nabari had to contend with at times, but Raimei had only rarely had to before, and not in these quantities. Although she felt herself prepared to accept responsibility, as her mother had taught her, it was different in reality to face that. But she was trying. It was just hard to face it with nothing to distract her, isolated from her friends and unoccupied as she tended to be here.

That's why the knock on the door is so welcome, and she hobbles over adroitly on her single crutch to swing it open, face already lighting up with interest.]

Oh, Korra! What are you doing here? Do you want to come in? [Raimei's happy to see a teammate and, more than that, desperate for that distraction. She's already leaning back to give her room to enter.]

Closed; Asbel

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[Curious how Asbel’s swordplay would be different from Leonardo’s twin katana style, Korra pursued that interest now that her bending had returned. While everyone on the turtle was depowered, she had little she wanted to do aside from hanging around her suite with Toph. After all, the earthbender was one of the few people who knew exactly how she was feeling, more so due to her blindness.

Once Korra entered the open grassy area encircled by trees, she knew she was in the right spot. Meeting Asbel here had her wondering how lost she would get. After all, there had to be a dozen areas that matched the description. Apparently not, at least not one of this size. Taking a grip of the sling bag on her shoulder, Korra looked around to see if he was here or she simply got here earlier than expected.]

[heartofgraces]

[Although his artes weren't back at full strength yet, Asbel hadn't thought it a reason to not be practicing. If he was honest, though, he was relieved to have them working again, and he could tell Lambda was more awake as well, even if he was choosing to stay quiet and observe for the most part.

He arrived not more than a minute after Korra, raising his hand to wave to her...as if a man wearing all white wasn't easy to spot already. But no need to worry about that.]

Ah, did I keep you waiting?

Closed; Aisha

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[Being the obvious choice to practice earthbending, Korra was in the Earth Sector looking for a new spot to practice after receiving a complaint of loud noises from some kedan. What she found while surveying the outskirts for a suitable replacement was not was she was expecting in the least.

Three very large groups of kedan, gangs by the dress of them, were shouting. Obviously some kind of fight was brewing over territory. Hoodlums and turf wars, just like back in Republic City, out of the city to keep away from the police presence.

With her bending back, Korra cracked her knuckles and hopped to slide down the rocky slope towards the heated argument that had started to break out into a fist fight. Which meant weapons weren’t far off from being used.

As she came down to the lowered elevation, she leapt forward and brought both her arms up, earth rising from underneath three kedan’s feet and knocking them over. A solid front kick sent a chunk of it flying into the air, squarely hitting one of the fighting kedan in the head and into the other with a loud thonk.]

You guys really make this easy, you know that?

[emasculates]

[And Aisha, nearby, threw back the hood of her robe with a glare fixed directly at Korra. She was handling this situation, thank you, girl, and by the irritation to her expression the interference was not needed or warranted.

Still, the motion drew the attention of one of the opposing kedan, he lunged at Aisha and she, knife in hand, promptly eviscerated him and stepped around his slackening body as if to join the rest of the fray. No comment to the girl, but there would certainly be words after.]

Closed; Katniss

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[Nothing made Korra feel more like a bumpkin than being in the Fire Sector, especially when she was wearing clothes suited for below freezing temperatures. When she received a rather unsavory stare from a very well dressed kedan woman, Korra scowled back and continued on.]

Like the Northern Water Tribe all over again. [Muttering to herself, Korra found herself in front of one of the fire fountains. Actually, it had been the one she damaged back during the satellite crash almost two months ago. Repaired, as if nothing had happened. Sighing, Korra sat down on the edge and got her waterskin to quench her thirst. If the spices she purchased were in any other sector, she would have gladly gone there instead.]

Closed; Katniss

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[Katniss, meanwhile, ignores the stares. And she does get them, what with her patchwork skin and tendency to zone out when she's walking sometimes. Or even just sitting down.

She's been doing that less and less lately, though. With the rationing and Johanna's disappearance, she doesn't have the luxury of losing herself any more. Finnick can't look after himself all on his own, despite appearances, and Cinna - Cinna is from the Capitol.

So when she spots the other girl sitting down and recognises her, she frowns, but doesn't shy away. It takes a moment of convincing herself, but eventually she walks over] You're Korra.

[It's not a question. Katniss has decided to be sure about this particular fact. She's still frowning, but her tone isn't hostile. Yet, at least.]

After the Kyle horribleness

[demon_brat]

[Damian finds her later. Maybe after she's left Jack's suite, if she does; but not too much later.]

[He has no idea what to say, exactly, so he starts... in his usual manner. Without preamble or small talk.]

Have you recovered sufficiently to discuss what happened, or should I give you more time?

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[At the tables set outside the café Korra had first met Finnick was where the young Avatar was. In front of her was an untouched mug of hot cocoa, topped with whipped cream.

In the middle of Summer.

Whipped cream wasn’t on their menu, and they denied it to any who asked. After stopping by almost daily on her way home from fishing, the owner had taken a shine to Korra and her usually upbeat attitude. Today, after seeing her, she finally had whipped cream on her usual hot cocoa.

And she just stared at it, her eyes half closed and her arms folded in her lap.

That familiar voice causes her to finally blink, snaps her out of whatever she had lost herself in and Korra looked up to see Damian. Always so formal and direct, never beating around the bush; something she liked.]

Yeah, have a seat. [Her tone is subdued, the affirmative given carelessly without thought. She was torn between wanting to be by herself and having someone around her.]

Closed; Jack Frost

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[There was nothing a but a green light that piercing through the darkness. But it was a dream that vanished as soon as Korra felt that she was laying down. It was actually indoor lighting that was trying to work its way through her eyelids, to force her awake.

The abrupt interruption of darkness was blinked away as she looked at the bed she was laying on, then the wall. Unfamiliar, it made her furrow her brow. This wasn't her bed. It was nice and chilly in here, so she knew it wasn't her suite. The temperature was a lot warmer since Toph had been staying there.

So why was she even here?

Then it all came back to her at once. Where she was, what she had seen, and who was with her at the time.

With an incomprehensible yell of surprise, Korra backed away from the sheets to free her legs and her hands came up defensively in front of her as she looked wildly around. Trying to quickly locate the green ring and it's owner, Kyle.]

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack is perched lightly on a nearby chair, keeping silent sentinel while Korra rested. He had given her a cursory check over when he'd put her in the bed but, still unable to find any kind of actual injury, had simply tucked her in and waited worriedly. When she bolt upright with a yell he was there, hand extended in a gesture of reassurance, concern painted across his expression. ]

Korra! It's okay, hey, it's all right...

Closed, action;

[dustonmyfeet]

[Apparently Toph isn't quite as asleep as Korra had thought -- or, given that she currently relies on her hearing, she's easily roused.]

[In only case, it only takes a few minutes before the door to the meditation room slides open again and quiet, bare feet pad across the floor. Toph drops down not far from Korra, cross-legged, hands tucked into the the folds of her legs.]

Hey. [The word is quiet -- but for the moment there's only that one. It's a mark that Toph is here, the darkness stretching between them.]

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[Laying on the large cushion, arms cradling each other tightly against herself was Korra and she was sobbing quietly. Tears practically falling from the corners of her eyes as she whispered her apologies at first to names of the members of her teammates, then just 'I'm sorry' over and over. Her throat being stabbed by the emptiness filling her gut.

When the door was slid open, Korra's eyes were shut and she was in the middle of gagging on a word the word forced her stinging eyes opened. She had assumed Toph was sound asleep when she got back from the field mission assigned by Evandau.

Trying in vain to stop from crying, it only constricted her breathing further and widening that lump in her throat that made her words practically inaudible.]

I didn't mean to wake you.

[Korra shifted, clumsily into a sitting position and looked at Toph, her mouth twitching and trembling in every direction as tears rolled down her cheeks.]

Closed; Iskierka

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[Finding Iskierka’s suite wasn’t that hard at all. Asking the kedan where the dragon of the Fire Sector lived accumulated in many instant finger pointings. Which was a good thing, because after Korra had received Iskierka’s message about flying she wanted to waste no time getting there. After her inadvertent destruction of the Lantern’s clinic, something like this was definitely what she needed. Once there she knocked on the door of the huge suite.]

Hey Iskierka, it’s me Korra, I tried to get here as soon as possible.

[Adjusting the bulging sling bag on her back, Korra waited to see how exactly her dragon friend’s suite looked like.]

[kazilik]

[Well, it looks like a bit of a mess right now, honestly. It's still too small for her to move about with any sort of grace, and she has to duck when she's indoors. There is one wall that is mostly clear of furniture and shows signs of being thwacked with a tail (that is mostly Enjolras' fault), but here she is, attempting to open the door with talons. It's rather harder than you would think, but after a few tries, she gets it.]

Hallo, Korra!

Closed; Captain James T. Kirk

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[Scrolling through the network posts wasn’t much of a confidence booster now that Korra was officially home from her stay at Jack’s suite after the burning down the first floor of the clinic. One of the few things she did do was talk to Nita about Tu Vishan, but that didn’t go as well as she wanted either. Sighing when she across the one made by Kyle the day of her mini-disaster, there was a knock at the door. Blinking a few times from not having heard the sound for a few days, Korra finally got up to answer it, leaving the monitor on.]

Jim? [She wasn’t sure who to expect, but honestly she was relieved that it wasn’t an unfamiliar face.] Come on in.

[She opened the door wider so he could enter, her eyebrows raised. She had no idea if he was here about that or something else.]

[jirk]

Hey, Korra.

[He gives her a bracing smile as he steps into the room, half-hoping she'll just. Ignore the cane. He'd have left it behind if he thought he could get away with it, but it makes mobility harder and he's got his pride.]

How've you been?

backdated to the 14th

[lineality]

[Cleanup at the clinic finished--or as finished as her abilities will permit--Lin takes to the streets again, expression grim. She might have a potential ally in Rayner, but that thought is hardly enough to make much of a dent in her sour mood.

It's complicated. She knows that. Understands better than most why Korra must have snapped. But all of this is a little too eerily reminiscent of their first meeting, and this time there's no Tenzin to play peacemaker.

Finding Korra's apartment is easier the second time. She's always had a good sense of direction, and she's learning the city quickly. More quickly than she's comfortable, to be honest, now that these streets are so clear in her mind's eye and the nooks and crannies of Republic City are almost starting to fade.

But she brushes the thought out of her mind and knocks twice, firmly.]

Korra. It's Lin.

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[Grabbing an extra blanket from one of the storage closets, Korra heard the first knock at the door and was halfway across the living area when she heard the familiar voice say her name. Then she froze mid-step.

This had been what she had been what she was dreading. Folded blanket under her arms, Korra forced her legs to continue her trek to the door and she opened it.]

Umm… hi. Toph’s back at her suite, if you were here for that.

[Quite sure that wasn’t why, Korra opened the door wider for Lin to walk in.]

Bending Demonstration!

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[Enjolras had been curious about this element bending business for some time and right now, he did find himself in need of something of a distraction. He had meant to spend more time reflecting, perhaps writing about the encounter he'd had, what he was sure it meant but there came a point you could not think anymore, and he did not intend to simply shrivel up and die inside his suite while waiting for the words to come; that had never helped anyone get work done in the past, least of all him.]

[Clearly some sort of a distraction was in order, and as it had been offered to him once, Enjolras was pleased enough to take on that distraction now as he slipped out of the suite, without bothering to tell Combeferre he'd gone out, made his way to some of the places he had been told Korra frequented, hoping she would be around and willing to demonstrate how it was done.]

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[Within the Water Sector, there was one area Korra preferred. It was wide and open, a place she could bend all the elements freely. Ever since the first time she sparred with Leonardo here, Korra had frequented it whenever she wanted to focus on waterbending. This was definitely one of those times.

When Enjolras caught her eye, she had no idea how long he had been there, but the cause of that may be that she was close to twenty three feet in the air atop a spiraling vortex of water. Waving when she did see him, she called out:]

Hey! Just give me a second.

[Moving her arms in what may seem random directions at first, it eventually becomes a repeating pattern and as she does so, the water lessens and she is lowered to the ground. The sound of whirling water stopping completely when the tips of her boot touch down onto the ground.]

I didn’t expect to see anybody here today.

Even longer after Kyle horribleness

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[Reckless anger and destruction. He would say it was unexpected from Korra, but in truth, it is not. Korra seemed kind, and Richard still believes it of her. But not for one moment does he doubt that even people who are kind can have outbursts of rage. He remembers.

Both concerned, he and Asbel had discussed it, and Richard had decided to see Korra. He waited a few days until he knew she was back at home, and so here he is: knocking at the door to her suite.

A pungent order emanates from his basket. In return for her sea prunes (which, he is confident, he will eventually warm up to!), he has brought her natto toast.]

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[After the knock, there was quite a long pause before running footsteps could be heard. The door swung open, Korra on the other side of the doorway wearing her workout shorts and sports top. Her hands and feet wrapped in tape and a towel over her shoulder. The sweat she had was more from her working out than the sprint.]

Hey Richard! [Catching little of the king since they had met at the hydroponics garden, Korra stepped aside to let him in.] What do you have there?

[It wasn't long before she eyeing the basket, the aroma reaching her nostrils.]