It's Christmas!

[alderwood]

Characters: Baby turtles and you!
Date: December 25/26/27!
Location: All over Keeliai!
Situation: The baby turtles are hatching, and Christmas spirit comes with them!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines, otherwise have at!

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[imaginate]

[He indulges Naga. He's fond of her.]

[He smiles brightly at the admission, too amused by the mental image.]

6 out of 10. Good try. Go again?

[alphatar]

Sure: While my mouth was open.

[She has to say it through the line that is her mouth.]

[imaginate]

[Kyle, actually unexpectedly laughs at that.]

Oh God. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be laughing. It must have been awful trying to get that out of your hair.

[alphatar]

It was. Didn't matter though, I just ended up throwing up on her afterwards.

We both needed a bath.

[Slightly put off by the memory, Korra wrangles Naga by the neck and hugs her.]

But I still wash her by hand, just waterbending doesn't feel right.

[imaginate]

[He nods. He's never been that good with relating to Korra, but she did just go out on a limb for him, and he was in a good mood from the turtle.]

You win fair and square. Pick anything you want for lunch, I'm paying.

[alphatar]

[Oh no. Food. Her weakness. Not even hesitating:]

Well, we're in the Fire Sector- there's a restaurant that's open all day and night and serve beakfast, lunch and dinner any time.

[Jim took her there once and she almost ruined it by walking out on him.]

You know it? [Denny's]

DENNY'S IT IS

[imaginate]

[A+, Rayner.]

Yeah, one of James' favourites. It's [he stands on his tiptoes and looks around] that way?

[alphatar]

[It’s not often Korra hears Jim being called by his actual name, even she rarely does that. Nodding, Korra heads over there with Kyle. Korra gives a quick, playful rub down of Naga’s head once they at the door and sends her back home now that she doesn’t need to track the baby turtle any more.]

Hope you brought some juulan. [Said with a smirk, but it’s a fair warning since Korra usually out-eats Jim. Usually.

Taking a booth just near the window, Korra’s already ordering two dishes she’s been wanting to try before they even get comfortable.]

[imaginate]

[Kyle's only ever heard Pike call him James as well. He's not quite sure why he himself does, only that it fits so much better than "Jim".]

[He pats Naga's head as well before entering, and goes to wash his hands first, his movements filled with an ease and lazy sort of comfort, and sits down opposite just as she's ordering. He's turned himself as much towards the door as possible, keeping an eye on the rest of the room.]

Pushing your luck?

[Eyes bright, he smiles at her pleasantly before looking over the menu, and orders the same thing Korra is, since he hasn't previously tried it.]

[alphatar]

This? No. It's just running after a giant baby turtle for the day really takes a lot of energy.

[Even for her, especially earthbending to fix what she could.

She places her chin on her fist and casual as anything:] So is it Jim or Zatanna?

[From her experiences with Kyle, they tend to avoid each other because somehow, someway, they always end up rubbing each other the wrong way. So either she did something wrong that she didn't know about yet, or either of the two suggested this to Kyle.]

[imaginate]

Psht. Running. Let me tell you. Flying's what the cool people do.

[His drink arrives first, plain, fresh water, and he sips it idly, looking at her over the rim of the glass. It hits him then just how young she is - the same age he was - and how little of the world she's experienced. He himself hadn't had that much before meeting Connor anyway, but it was still... worrisome. One's instincts had to be honed.]

[Somebody with that much power needed good instincts.]

Neither. I'm actually capable of coming up with brilliant ideas all by myself.

[His tone is dry, self-deprecating. He's well aware what she thinks of him and sees no need to embellish himself in her eyes.]

[alphatar]

[Gliding isn’t the same as flying, Korra knew that. But she experienced the difference when she had Invincible’s powers. She can’t help but give an agreeable, somewhat reluctant, nod.]

Didn’t think I’d be a part of one of them. [Her snark’s light and is topped off an amused, raised eyebrow when her drink arrives. Hot chocolate.]

You actually going to be able to finish this? [Seeing the waiter carrying piping hot plates their way, Korra continues her amused look.]

[imaginate]

Yeah well we're both full of surprises, aren't we?

[He puts the glass down and nods approvingly at her hot chocolate, before he sorts out the cutlery. Chopsticks aren't really something he's very good at, so he opts for a fork.]

I'm hungry, you're hungry. I'd be worried if we didn't finish this.

[alphatar]

[The gusto did make her smirk, and there’s a pause before she says:]

Guess we are.

[Her thoughts were more on his encouragement and support with Jack when she contacted him, yelling. Breaking off the wooden chopsticks provided and then rubbing them together to get rid of any tiny splinters, Korra digs into the meal.

It isn’t a shoveling contest, but she makes it seem like one with how hungry she is.]

These pancakes are great. You know, [Somehow she can speak through the food bulging out her cheeks.] it’s a shame there’s no whipped cream.

…I think I know the only person in Keeliai who has some.

[imaginate]

[In contrast, Kyle, after saying grace, is the picture of calm when he eats, deliberately and slowly, not considering it a contest at all (and he'd probably get sick if he ate too fast). His morsels aren't always small enough to be bite-sized but he does chew and swallow before speaking.]

They're good, it's better when it's homemade. [Eyebrow raise.] Who has whipped cream?

[alphatar]

[Raising her eyebrows as if it's some kind of bold accusation, Korra turns her head to the side.]

Who wants to know?

[Taking a sip of her hot chocolate while he cheeks are still stuffed. It's all going down to the same spot anyway, according to Korra.]

[imaginate]

Me...?

[Kyle tilts his head, questioningly, feeling he's missing something here.]

[alphatar]

[She actually swallows her food before talking and she points her chopsticks at him.]

Why? [That's her hot chocolate supplier that puts it only on her daily mug. For all she knows it's some type of contraband and could get him in trouble.

Over whipped cream though. It sounded ridiculous even to her, but she's staying on the safe side.]

[imaginate]

I was curious?

[omg stop pointing those things at him.]

It goes well with pancakes; thought I might try something other than syrup.

[alphatar]

[She opens them just a pinch and squints at him.]

I'll see what I can do.

[Food is serious business.

Speak of the devil, Korra shovels in another whole pancake into her mouth.]

You should try the ones with the squares, they take a lot of syrup to cover.

[imaginate]

[He feels like he's buying smuggled goods. Maybe he'll just ask Jim for some.]

You mean waffles or actually square pancakes?

[alphatar]

[She doesn't know the answer to this question. At all.]

...yes?

[It fit. Somehow.]

[imaginate]

[Sighing internally, he pulls the ring out of his pocket, puts it on, and shows her an image.]

These are called waffles.

[alphatar]

[In his pocket.]

Oh, then yeah. I was right then. It's a square pancake with squares in it.

[She's claiming victory on that one by barely wolfing down that pancake and begin working on her last one.]

[imaginate]

[Kyle makes a small, amused noise, and returns to his food.]

Don't let the waffle purists hear you say that. Them's fighting words.