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[alphatar]

Characters: Jack, Korra
Date: December 2nd
Location: Earth Sector
Situation: Ever play airball?
Warnings/Rating: N/A

Just as she’s over the pitch, the wings to the glider retract and Korra thrusts her palm downwards. Air pushes away any loose dirt and cushions her fall so she lands on her feet. Setting up the metal glider stick against the stone poles of the pitch, she brought her sling bag around and took out the hollow wooden ball.

Using her forearm, or rather the part of her sleeveless glove that covered her forearm, Korra rubs the polished wood. Custom make from the Wood Sector and it cost her a pretty juulan considering the type of wood they used. Strong enough to withstand being ricocheted off of stone.

Giving it a test, she tosses it upwards with a light boost from airbending and is satisfied with the result. Catching it in one hand, Korra smiles and remembers when she first arrived at Air Temple Island. Then she was only able to watch the kids play the game while she watched from the sidelines.

Her airbending block seems like a far off memory now…

Now that she’s here, Korra leans against the corner of the court and begins her wait. Thought it never occurs to her that she really didn’t even check to see if he’s been there the whole time.

Comments

[wintershepherd]

"Maybe because it seemed to simple," Jack suggested. "I have the same problem with fern frost. If I think too much about it, it never looks right."

[alphatar]

That sounds a lot like what Tenzin had told her.

"You just have to let it flow...right?"

[wintershepherd]

"Kind of. For me, it helps to remember that... things like frost, snow... they're going to happen anyway. I mean, if something happened to me it's not like there just wouldn't be winter somewhere. Just like if you stopped bending one element, it doesn't decrease somehow."

[alphatar]

"I've never thought of it like that." Taking the wind as an example, Korra could see what he meant.

"Speaking of winter, is the shop going to be open on Christmas Day?" it wasn't an official holiday in Keeliai since only some of the foreigners celebrated it and the kedan just seemed interested at best.

[wintershepherd]

"I'm all about metaphors," Jack laughed lightly.

He considered that for a moment, then nodded. "Probably. It's not something the kedan are going to celebrate so they'd probably be confused if it was closed. I don't mind watching the shop that day though, so everyone else can have it off."

[alphatar]

"All right. I’ll be there to help out. I think we’ve got enough fish on ice to last throughout the year. I don’t have anything planned for the day itself, I’m just having fun in getting to it."

[wintershepherd]

"Are you sure?" Jack asked, a muted surprise in his tone. "You have--" your boyfriend "-- people here who'd probably appreciate your time more."

[alphatar]

"Well, I might be a little late from dropping off presents, but I can't just ignore work." She pointed a finger at him with politely raised eyebrows.

"And you're one to talk, just about everyone I've met knows you too." She brought her hand up to airbend the ball back to her so she could idly toss it around herself.

[wintershepherd]

"It's supposed to be a holiday for spending time with those you're close to," he reiterated, thinking that even Korra would probably get the message.

[alphatar]

"So you're spending it by yourself?" She folded her arms and looked at him expectantly.

[wintershepherd]

"Baby Tooth will be there," the spirit replied. "Like I said... with those who're important to us."

[alphatar]

She gave a small, but fond, smile at the mention of Baby Tooth.

"Yeah, I know. What makes you think you're not important to me?"

[wintershepherd]

Thin shoulders lift in a shrug but he ends his protests. "You can come if you want, I'm just saying it's your choice."

[alphatar]

"Yours too, you know. It's just Christmas morning at work." Having never celebrated the holiday before as kid, Korra had no idea the rush of waking up to wrapped presents addressed to her.

[wintershepherd]

The winter teen smiles, because he knows that on Christmas morning there will be a present for her from him too. "All right. I'll be sure to have some eggnog there, to get us through the day."

[alphatar]

That one magical word caused Korra's eyes to widen. "I'll bring some too, I can find some by then."

Her addiction to eggnog hasn't even hit it's peak yet.

[wintershepherd]

"Eggnog it is then," Jack laughed. "I'm starting to wonder if we shouldn't be marking that as a hazardous substance..."

[alphatar]

Even she could tell she got just a little too excited then.

"Why is it only available one time out of the year?" Nothing that good can be that bad.

[wintershepherd]

"I'm not sure," the spirit said thoughtfully. "I guess because people see it as a holiday drink and so they don't buy it in warm months, and it'd go to waste if places made it and it never sold."

[alphatar]

"I guess so." She said squinching her mouth to one side of her face. "I’ll just have to stock up. Don't worry, you can mooch off me if you want."

[wintershepherd]

"That'll be nice," he agreed. "I kind of got used to it for those couple weeks I was at the Pole. It's pretty much a staple around the Workshop."

[alphatar]

"So you actually got to see all those presents being made." Having latched on to the Christmas spirit, Korra was curious.

"Did you see yours before it was wrapped?"

[wintershepherd]

"I didn't see too much while I was there," Jack explained. "The first time was with everything that was going on with Pitch and after Easter, everyone kind of needed a breather. I was only there about three weeks before I woke up here in Keeliai."

[alphatar]

Korra tilted her head and raised her eyebrow, bottom lip sticking out curiously. "Pitch and Easter? Holidays?" It was her only guess since they were talking about Christmas.

[wintershepherd]

"Easter is," Jack clarified. "It marks the beginning of Spring and it's Bunny's holiday. But Pitch -- Pitch Black -- is a person."

He looked away for a moment, a definitely conflicted set of emotions playing across his face. "Not a good guy."