tushanshu_logs | Catch-all for October

Korra couldn’t help but smirk, because that had been exactly how she felt after her first day of arriving. Though, she didn’t want to meet everyone, that would have included Amon.

That next part causes her to pause and her eyes fall to the necklace he’s weaving.

"Yeah. There’re even some people who have another them show up from a similar word to theirs." Right now she was trying to figure out if this would roll around to her and where she came from, or rather, when she came from.

His hands fumble, and then stop. His mouth forms a firm line as he tries to wrap his mind around what Korra has just said.

"...you don't mean in a reincarnation way, do you."

Now she knew that this could lead to something way too complicated, even for her.

"No, I don’t. Like take this guy named Tony Stark. There are two of them here and they both come from different worlds, never knew each other until they got here. Sure, they have a lot in common, but their lives were different. There are a few people that have another them here, but not too many."

She shrugged.

"That’s kind of normal for the turtle." Words Kyle said came to her mind and they never seemed more accurate than just then.

This place is super weird even on the best of days.

"Oh. Okay."
He begins to weave again.

"...is there another me here that no one is telling me about?"

"Nope, you’re the only Aang here." A simple shrug paired with a mild smile was all Korra gave on that and she watched him continue his crafting.

"I think Toph would have lost her mind if there were two of you."

"She probably wouldn't be the only one," he says allowing himself a small smile.

"Though...it might be kind of neat for there to be two of me. That'd be half the training for both of us, and it'd be kind of nice to have some help with the whole Avatar thing. It's kind of a big job..."

"No, she wouldn’t. I only had just enough water to save you." At the next statement, Korra took a very deep breath and nodded.

Every ounce of her wanted to wholeheartedly agree, expound on how no one understood just how much of a weight that is to constantly be carrying around, just how everyone expects you to be perfect and be able to solve any and every problem imaginable. Or worse, unimaginable.

"…I’m sure it is."

"I shouldn't complain, it's just...sometimes its really hard, and lonely."

Especially now that he's gone through the motions of severing his earthly attachment to Katara.

"It’s- Being the Avatar is. a big job." There was so much more she wanted to say. Let him know she understood, on the same wavelength, was in tune with the feeling, had precise insight into just how difficult it really was.

"I don’t think I could save the world if it came down to it."

"me neither," he admits quite honestly, in a very soft voice. The confession is followed by a long pause, where the only sound is that of his taking a slow deep breath.

"...but I've got to try."

Never did Korra think Aang had that much doubt in himself. Half of her wanted to snap at him for even thinking he would fail and the other half wanted to pull him into a hug for voicing exactly what she doubted in herself.

"You’ll do great." She said softly and she put her hands in her lap. "Just- yeah. Trying is all the Avatar can do."

His is a small dry laugh.
Oh yeah, he'll do great.
Look how great he's been doing already.

Missed 100 years.
Has no one to show him how to do his job.
Oh yeah, and was struck by lightning and barely escaped with his life.
He's doing fantastically!

"I just hope it's enough."
Because have died, and will continue to do so, because of him.

"Hey." Her voice is a little louder and she straightened up from her slouch. "It’s enough."

After a moment, she realized just how long they had been there talking.

"Did Toph already stop by?"

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"Thanks Korra."

Aang briefly looks up and offers her a small, forced smile.

"She's been around, yeah. Why? Is everything okay?"

No.

"Yeah, I was just wondering if she’s been keeping you company. Aside from the art room, this place can get pretty dull." She mentally tacked on even for volunteers at the end of her sentence.

"When your waterbending’s back up to full strength, maybe we can go to the beach." Beach on the edge of a turtle’s shell, and she referenced it so casually. Clearly she had been here too long.

"She is, it's just...she likes being cooped up in one place less than I do, and I'm not a big fan of it either," he says with a shrug. Poor Toph, Aang remembers how unhappy she was living in her parent's house, behind tall walls and locked doors.

Aang is thrown from his dour memory of the Bei Fong estate by the mention of...

"There's a beach?"

A slightly sardonic smile spread across Korra’s lips at the mention of being cooped up in one place. If she could only tell him the irony of that statement, how his order was what made her spend the last thirteen years of her life practically locked up in a giant training facility.

"Yeah. There’s a ton of sand shell side, it’s where we had a party last time." That was actually a lot of fun and Korra’s smile grew genuine when she thought of how she Nita went overboard with the water games and the food she ate by the grill. "It’s a good place, so we can do that."

"And this is all on the back of a giant turtle.

...

I have to see its face someday."

He just has to.
And he says it with such conviction that there's little room for doubt that he that he won't succeed.

"He probably won’t see you." She couldn’t hide her laugh behind her words. "Tu Vishan’s eyes are huge. But if you make it up to his head, you’ll feel how it’s different from the rest of his shell."

It was a place she’s been to only a few times and not for very long. "But if you meditate there, you might meet him." She said it as if she were reminding herself of that.

"Hey, we should go do that, too."

Tu Vishan's eyes aren't the only ones that are huge right now. The more information Aang gets about him, the wider the boy's eyes get in awe.

All that wonder an awe shifts though, at her request.

"You want to meditate with me?"

His questions actually confused her for a moment until she realized that is basically what she said.

"Uh, sure. I could use the practice." Not a lie in the least. Korra had meditated sparingly with sub-par results and only managed to do so with some degree of success after talking with Bruce Banner.

"Not exactly going to get a lot done here." The clinic wasn’t the coziest meditation spot.

"Yeah," he pauses to look around the room. "It's not exactly the calmest environment here. Hard to stay focused, though...I've found focus under worse conditions."

The bandages wrapped around his chest and foot are a testament to that.

So did she. Trapped in a metal prison in a cabin far outside the city.

"Doesn’t mean it’s easy to do." Struggling had been all she’s accomplished since then. Maybe if she just did finally meditate at the head of Tu Vishan, maybe it would finally click.

"Your back healing up is more important than that though."

"No it doesn't," he agrees with a deflating sigh.

"How bad does it look, honestly."

"Well, if you really want to know." Korra stood up from the bed and mimicked holding a small ball, her fingertips a couple of inches away from each other. She held her hands up until she could see Aang’s face perfectly within it.

"It’s already starting to scar over." Were it not for her healing, it would probably still be bleeding a little bit. "Even with some more of that water, I won’t be able to get rid of the scar."

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