tushanshu_logs | Catch-all for October

After sending Mako a quick text to meet at the park in the Metal Sector, yes that park, Korra waited for her boyfriend to show up. She made a point to tell him to wear some sports gear. She was wearing her workout clothes which were her blue sports top, workout shorts, baseball cap, and tennis shoes. There were two water bottles off to the sidelines of the basketball court.

After playing her first game of basketball, Korra latched on to the sport and was practicing her shots. It’s wasn’t pro-bending, but it was a sport and she wanted to introduce her boyfriend to it. That and she had the feeling it would be cathartic to do so in the place where they fought.

When she saw him approach the court, she stopped and just casually dribbled the ball. "Ready to shoot some hoops?" there was a wry smile on her face. Korra was quite sure Mako had no idea what any of it meant, and really Korra was just showing off since she only played it once before.

"... What are you talking about?" He asked, confusion apparent. There weren't a lot of things that had crossed his mind after she'd told him to come dressed in sports gear-- he'd figured she wanted to train, or something. Weird request, but he came as prepared as he figured.

He was without his scarf, but he'd settled for a simple t-shirt, and Keeliai's version of sports pants, which were really just sweat pants.

And then there was the jargon he'd never heard before. "Shoot some hoops?" he repeated, still just as confused as before.

It wasn’t that often Korra got to see him in extremely casual clothes, so she savored the sight a bit before answering. "This is a basketball." She held it up and spun it on her finger; a trick she’d been refining since her first game. "And that" She pointed her thumb at the net. "is the basket."

With a smirk, Korra tossed the ball at him. She was itching for sport and the only person she knew just how hard to play with was in front of her. "Here’ the breakdown." And she went into the rules of dribbling, point values, out of bounds, and fouls.

"Think you’re up for a game?"

He was a professional athlete before she was, so she knew he’d get the hang of it just as quickly, if not faster than she did. All in all, she was glad to have the chance to be an athlete instead of an Avatar.

…and to see her boyfriend sweaty.

Catching the ball was easy enough, getting the rules was slightly more difficult. As she went on to explain everything, he quirked an eyebrow. So, she meant a literal game, and from the looks of it, she'd been practicing. He bounced the ball onto the ground and caught it.

Dribbling... alright, he could probably figure this out. "Sure, I think I could manage a game or two," he replied to her question easily.

Another bounce of the ball, to get a feel for the weight. He could probably shoot some hoops as she put it, but no promises for how good he'd be at the game. But she already knew that.

But it seemed easy enough, and a friendly competition with his girlfriend was an excellent idea.

"Cool. Let’s see what you got."

After he got the dribbling and a few practice throws in, Korra officially started the game. They played for a bit, getting shots in and thankfully no fouls, and Korra had to go after the ball. It was blocked and rolled out of bounds, so she took the time to mention "Aang’s at the clinic."

She wasn’t sure if Mako knew or if no one had told him yet. This had been distracting enough to her that it got to the point that she really didn’t even talk that much about it.

No one had told him anything, so that came out of no where. "Wait, what? Aang as in... Avatar Aang?" He sounded disbelieving, but then again, after what little he'd seen happen there, he already knew that this was probably well within the bounds of something that could happen on the turtle.

But it was still weird, and he wasn't sure what to make of it.

"What happened...? Since when?" He really wasn't giving her a chance to answer his questions. But after that last one, he allowed enough of a pause before saying anything else so that she actually could.

When she crouched down to pick up the ball, Korra stayed there for a few seconds to let that settle in Mako’s head. When she heard his questions, Korra stood back up and turned around, placing the ball on her hip.

“Two days ago. He arrived just after getting his in the back by lightning.” Her tone was even and she occasionally made eye contact with Mako as she dribbled the ball, it almost felt pointless to do so. Aang’s infamous scar that he received when he was twelve years old.

“I healed him, saved his life.” She said as she walked over to him and slowly placed the ball against his chest for him to take.

The ball was now in his hands, but he was still kind of flabbergasted. That Aang was there at all was still causing him to get stuck, but he shouldn't have been surprised after seeing Toph there as a girl.

The game would have to hold for a second.

"Wait, that happened a long time ago. So, he's a little kid too, like Toph?" He shifted the ball to where it was trapped between his arm and his side for the moment.

She nodded her head. “Twelve years old. Toph brought him up to speed on why we’re here and stuff, but he doesn’t about his future or that I’m the Avatar after him.”

Giving a pause, she chewed the inside of her cheek. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to hit him with all that while he’s recovering. Lin doesn’t either.” For some reason she needed to add that Lin backing that up was worth mentioning.

“He’s going to need healing sessions for a while.” It was all explanatory; stiff in the way a desensitized nurse was able to explain a worst case scenario.

"No, I don't think it is either," he agreed with her first statement. Their game had gone cold for the moment, but he bounced the ball once. He hadn't forgotten it. "But when he's better, maybe even before, you're gonna have to tell him. That, or he'll just figure it out himself. Especially if you bend anything besides water around him."

He didn't think Korra would do it, but he knew she could forget to not rely on other elements in the heat of moment. He'd seen it himself in the pro-bending arena.

Though, what else he could say was limited. "So, you'll be spending a lot of time with him, huh..."

She nodded and the sound of ball’s echo in its bounce prompted her to speak, reminding her that the game was on pause.

“I’ll tell him before they clear him to go live in his suite. He’d find out pretty fast thanks to the network.” Small favors that the clinic only had one console and Kyle restricted it to staff only. “He’s just, not anything I was expecting; you know?”

A nod, it wasn't like he could disagree with that plan of action. "I don't think anyone was expecting something like this," he said in response to her final statement. Avatar Aang... it was still weird to imagine.

"It'll be fine, though," he said by way of comfort. He didn't want Korra to over think all the things that could go wrong-- which was a strange thought coming from Mako of all things, but it was there.

He passed the ball to her. "It's weird, but I don't think it's the weirdest thing that's happened since we've gotten here."

She caught the ball with one hand and began tossing it from one to the other.

"I guess it's not." They were on top of a giant, powerful turtle with people from different universes and were enlisted to fight an unspeakable evil that could possibly destroy everything.

And she was worried about her personal Avatar issues with a twelve year old boy.

The way Mako put it made her give a dry laugh. "Okay, but if any other Avatars start showing up; I'm officially going to flip out." She began dribbling the ball with one hand and adjusted her cap to block out the sunlight.

"Remember the score?" she asked with a smile in her voice.

At least she seemed to relax, so maybe his suggestion wasn't too far off base. Though he couldn't guarantee that other Avatars wouldn't show up, there was no reason to stress about it now. "Don't worry, I'll be here too. You're not alone for this, Korra."

He relaxed a little more himself, the game was challenging and while it was hard at first, he was starting to pick up the rules, even if she was still beating him.

But it was coming more naturally.

"And I haven't forgotten it. Why, did you?" he counter teased.

The one thing Korra never asked for, but needed, was support and what worse is that she knew it. So when it came unbidden from Mako, a smile forced it's way across her lips.

"Thanks." she said as she began to dribble the ball from one hand to the other now. "Five to eight, my favor. Getting spoiled by the scorekeeper back home, Team Captain?" asked with amusement as she started to show off by bouncing the ball between her legs in a pattern.

"We'll see how long that lead lasts," he responded, this time making an aggressive reach for the ball as it bounced back towards her hand.

He was catching on.

And they were both pretty competitive. He'd never played basketball before, but he could already tell this was going to be a hell of a match before it was over.

She was getting cocky and even bantered back. "It'll last until I wi-" and that's when he stole the ball and got a quick 'Hey!' for his troubles. She went to try and block, but her height didn't allow for her defense to be nearly as strong as her offense.

As they played, she actually worked up a sweat in playing against him. All three matches since it was best two out of three. It was the physical push, the competition she'd been wanting.

"Glad you haven't lost your Fire Ferret spirit." she said between breaths as she bent over to pick up both bottles of water. They were warm now, but when she touched them and small layer of frost crawled along the outside. She was almost tempted to just pour it on her face to get rid of the sweat.

That was actually pretty fun, as far as sports he'd never heard of went. He wiped the sweat off his brow, and a part of him really wanted to ditch the shirt, but he wouldn't.

He'd worked up quite a sweat himself, if the patches on his shirt were to be believed, and that water she was holding was looking really, really good right then. Besides the fact that she was looking really, really good. But she always did.

"Just because we've been off for at least a month doesn't mean I've forgotten how to compete," he responded back to her.

He had the ball, still, lest it get forgotten or something.

Straightening herself back up, Korra turned and held out the ice cold water. He wasn’t looking too bad himself, and if it was up to her she’d make him take that shirt off.

“A month is still a month.” She chided as she took off the cap to her bottle. “Practice every day, remember?” Of course she would try to say that and get away with it, even after taking time off to join Tarrlok’s task force in the beginning.

A mock toast before she raised the water and drank glorious mouthfuls of what now felt like precious water her body craved.

"Uh-huh, says the girl who missed a few weeks of practice herself."

The water was cold, and when he took a sip, he knew it was exactly what he was craving. He felt better after the first gulp, soon he wasn't going to have much left in the way of water.

"That wasn't bad, though. We'll have to have a rematch, soon," he commented idly, before leaning down to kiss her.

All she gave to that statement was an incredibly confident smile since she managed to keep her game even with the lack of practice. In a way, it was a huge compliment to her. Korra put her hands on her hips and made no effort to conceal her interest in watching him drink.

“We can play anytime.” She answered back smoothly as she rose up onto the balls of her feet. She tilted her head to place her lips on his, her eyes half-lidded. At first they were matched, until she glided them downward and captured his bottom lip between hers. A soft, playful giggle escaped her throat and she closed her eyes.

She didn’t even know that she was holding her breath. That was hard to focus on when stomach was squirming around.

There was the slightest upwards tilt in his lips from a sort of smile, while his arms wrapped around her. Sure, they could do a rematch later, but clearly the experience had put Korra into a good mood already.

And it wasn't like he wasn't in a good mood himself. This park was about to lose a lot of the negative connotations that it had, if they kept like this.

Which, he didn't have any intention of stopping for then. Instead, he just pulled her closer.

A very good mood, she had not only a great workout, but got to play a sport full tilt in that last game, and did so with her boyfriend. Since her eyes were closed, Korra could only feel the slight movement of his lips and right after she put just enough distance between their mouths to breathe, he pulled her closer.

Within that movement her parted lips were back on his and she traced his upper lip with her tongue, still cool from the water. That squirming in her stomach looped around itself and forced her cheeks to flush further. Both of her her hands found the back of his neck as she continued kissing.

Mako almost goes along with that. In fact, he's more than ready to. But there's a nagging voice in his head (mostly his sense of decency and what's right, which didn't currently include making out with his girlfriend in public) that made him pull back after kissing her harder for a minute or two.

"Hey..." He grinned, despite the nagging voice. "Let's go somewhere else, alright?"

There was a light, wet, smacking sound when they pulled away from each other. A satisfied ‘hmm’ came from Korra as she opened her eyes.

“Sure.” She said with a sated smile. Taking off her cap, she finished the rest of her water bottle and snagged the basketball out of his hand so she they could hold hands. This park definitely had it’s turnaround for her, but last time she had gone back home alone.

“Your suite, I don’t get to see it that much.”

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browbeater - 2013-10-30 21:51 (UTC) - Expand

Catch-all for October

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