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Characters: Korra (alphatar), OPEN!
Date: Various
Location: Various
Situation: VARIOUS
Warnings/Rating: Blood, Physical shock, Nudity, Dumb Teenagers.

(OOC: Tag in! Do it. Do it now. If you had any specific plot you wanted to run by me, just send me PM or contact me on plurk skericide. Her usual hangouts are at her dojo in Wood, her suite ME-2A, the hospital in Metal, Jack's Fishing Shop in Water, or the Brazen Turtle in the center of Keeliai. But Korra can be at any sector on just about any day. Prose or brackets, they're both good!)

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Annabeth;

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Taking Naga out for a walk was a daily routine for Korra and she was alongside Naga, wending her way through the Metal Sector. The kedan that lived nearby were used to seeing the giant animal by now, though it was still annoying for them to have to make way for the pair.

The park was the usual go to spot, but taking a leisurely pace on the sidewalk on the way there seemed perfect given the fairly nice day. Of course there was usually one complaint from someone being bumped by her animal companion.

"Sorry, she didn’t mean it." Korra called out behind her as they continued on underneath a large awnings of one of the buildings, the shade being a welcome relief from the sun.

[sophos]

Mrs. O'Leary runs better outside Keeliai, which is where Annabeth tends to take her when the dog's got too much pent up energy. But sometimes shadow travel is involved, which is exactly what they do on their return back into the city.

It's never all that pleasant, no matter how many times Annabeth has done it by now, so she braces herself as the hellhound runs right for a long stretch of shadows and disappears.

They peal out of the darkness a few seconds later, literally almost reverse melting from the shadows of one of the buildings near her suite in Metal. Annabeth's too busy trying to regain her bearings, though, clutching into the dog's fur while readjusting to the sudden brightness, not entirely aware of anything (or anyone) else around her for a few moments.

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A low bark from Naga made Korra stop to look up at her animal companion.

"What?" Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but Korra trusted the animal’s instincts and it only took a moment before a large black dog emerged right in front of her from seemingly nowhere.

Korra paced backwards in surprise and had her hands before her in a defensive stance, Naga growling warningly. It took her a moment to see that the creature wasn’t alone and she looked from the dog to the girl.

"Uh, hi?" She wasn’t sure what to do just then. It was the first time she’d ever seen a dog that size that wasn’t Naga, at least not a tame one. And she was really hoping that it was tame.

Invincible;

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[Avoiding a baby turtle wrecking the city wherever it goes hasn’t been easy for Korra. Not until now. Sailing above the city is Korra, in her Green Lantern Uniform, and behind her is a construct containing Eshai. The giant green playpen allows the turtle to fly and telepathically contact anyone they pass by without causing massive property damage. It even has giant turtle shaped pillows and a water dispenser.]

Having fun?

[She asks without receiving a verbal answer, but Eshai lets her know that they’re not alone in the skies right now. Pausing the slow air cruise, Korra looks around to see just what she means.]

Re: Invincible;

[shorttempered]

[Sure enough, Mark's coming up on her right like a rocket. In true superhero flight etiquette, however, he slows down from a yellow and blue streak to form an actually visible Human-Viltrumite hybrid, and waves as he flies past.]

Hey Korra.

[Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait.

Mark skids to a halt and spins around.]

...Korra?

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[That's an outfit she knows, and Korra raises her white gloved hand as he speeds by, amused by his casualness.

And there it is.

She busts up laughing and leads the gigantic crib behind her to catch up with him.]

Hey. Didn't think we'd see you up here today. [Eshai climbs up so her flippers are on the edge of the rail to look at two of her three 'parents'.]

Lantern stuff. [A green light flashes brightly from her ring.] Still getting the hang of it.

Leonardo; Backdated to early March

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The water dispenser in Korra’s bedroom was a good investment. She had intended to use it to practice for pro-bending like she had at the gym back at the arena in Republic City. But that hadn’t turned out to be why she was using it. Pro-bending in Keeliai was delayed further since Toph and Lin both returned home.

The real reason for the investment was because of why there was a tapping at her window.

Korra was arranging the personal belongings on her dresser when she heard it. A small stone statue of Naga, a small coupon booklet that was missing a page, a ceramic turtle tea pot set, and a personalized note from Eshai next to the Christmas gifts she received from the late Emperor.

"Leonardo?" Korra stepped onto her bed and went to open the window. It wasn’t often she had a visit from the remaining blue leader; the last visit had ended with an ache and a void in her small circle of friends she trusted. "Are you okay?" The question practically fell out of her mouth as backed up to let him get inside.

Mike having injuries had been one thing, but Leonardo was another thing altogether.

[duelkatana]

He shouldn't have put this off.

Leonardo is many things, but a whiner isn't one of them. He can handle pain. He's had broken bones, stab wounds, gashes - let them all roll off his shell without blinking an eye. He'd thought this time should have been no different.

Guess he forgot to take into account that he was always bad at lying, and had always been found out by Don or Master Splinter back home. No one ever allowed him to go untreated the way he's allowed it now.

It's not a big deal. He'd told himself that, and a part of him still believed it, even as he was reduced to using one arm to drag himself up the side of Korra's building while the other hung limp at his side. He tells himself that as he perches on the window and taps the glass, a light sheen of sweat coating his brow.

The moment he sees her worried face, he begins to doubt his own judgment.

"I'm fine," he says, slipping forward into the space she provides by pedaling back. He lands with a soft groan, going to hold his left arm in place as he stands. "Just... had a bit of an accident."

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As she stepped down from the bed, Korra eyed his arm and gave him a raised eyebrow with a very flat look. Ninjas having accidents wasn’t something she believed for a minute. "Uh-huh." Completely unconvinced, she stopped herself from folding her arms and instead motioned her arm to draw water from the dispenser.

"Did you fall sideways into a moving car?" Asked dryly as she assessed his injuries, easier now that he was in the light of her room, and Korra looked up at him briefly. She was tempted to remind him that she volunteered at the hospital that had just opened up in February. That these kinds of injuries that Mike usually sported couldn’t possibly be a simple slip down the stairs, not when the turtles were hardier than most other foreigners she knew.

But she would tend to him first, adding stress on top of it wasn’t going to help the healing process. "Have a seat, looks like you could use it."

wood sector; near the dojo

[akito]

It had taken him nearly two weeks to get comfortable enough with his surroundings to actually take the time to really explore the Wood Sector, as opposed to just trying to figure out what in the generally vicinity posed a danger to him. There are interesting things here, and if he can ignore his bitterness over being kidnapped to be a tool for someone else's war, he wants to learn about them. The possibility that his friends might arrive here eventually as well is very real, and he wants to be able to give them information if they do.

Akito still chooses to keep a weapon on him; a small carving knife, sheathed and attached to his thigh, hidden by the top he wears that could either be a long shirt or a short dress. The ambiguity of his appearance is something he takes advantage of because it makes him feel just a bit safer, as does the alias he still chooses to goes by. Without Agito, Akito had to make due with finding other - less effective - methods of making himself feel secure. It's not optimal, but it helps.

Which is why, when he spots a type of bird he's never seen before, instead of being too scared to follow and get a closer look (too many what ifs), Akito thinks back to his SWAT stealth training and hurries after it. He's out of practice, but manages to be stealthy enough that he can keep track of where the bird is. It's just a matter of hoping it touches down soon, so he can get a better idea of what it looks like before it disappears.


((ooc: i hope this is alright. if not, just let me know!))

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Outside the dojo, Korra's near the pond practicing one of the simpler forms of waterbending. The beginning of a string of exercises that will eventually lead up to the advanced forms, and nothing more. The master forms were best practiced elsewhere lest she cause damage to the dojo itself.

But she stops when the giant polar bear dog that's been laying on the ground behind her lifts its ears and head. Alert and attentive. A look Korra knew very well and she silently lowered the water back to the pond.

When Naga got to her feet, Korra followed what the animal was looking at, and she only caught a glimpse of the bird before the polar bear dog made a huge leap forward. In mid-air, she caught the bird between her teeth and landed while shaking her catch.

Korra rushed over and brought her hands up to Naga's snout. "You got it, good girl!" Normally Korra had to take Naga out of the city to make sure she kept her animal instincts sharp, but getting a little bit of that practice in the city was never a bad thing.

Hunting was something Korra liked to do on occasion and hunting with Naga was even better since she preferred to have her animal companion with her most of the time.

After she finished gobbling down the bird, Naga sniffed at the air and padded over to one of the walls encasing the exterior of the dojo.

"Something else?" Korra followed and put her hands on her hips, looking up at the wall and keeping an ear out now that her friend point it out to her.

somewhere in the fire sector

[corage]

[It had not been the best couple of days.

To be fair, things hadn't been exactly great since... last month? two months ago? but recently it just seemed like this place was giving him more reasons to feel depressed. He was trying not to, really, but between him quitting the superhero life, Aya berating him and that Saint Walker dude - Hal couldn't help but feel the pressure of just about everything.

Of course, he knew part of the problem was himself, but he had never been good with problems that concerned himself. Besides, it wasn't as if the ring was with anybody bad - Korra seemed good, from what little he knew of her, and she would probably do a better job than he himself ever could.

That still didn't make things easier, though.

There hasn't been much for him to do ever since giving up his ring, and so Hal wanders around the Fire Sector, taking a bit of fresh air after having spent most of the morning cooped up in his place. No matter how long it had been since his arrival here, he still wasn't really happy about being here on this giant turtle.]

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[Flying has become one of Korra's favorite things to do since getting the ring and she used it to get to the Fire Sector in record time. Aside from Stark Industries, the main reason Korra wandered through Fire was to get the best tea available in Keeliai.

Well, that and the gangs. A simple round of tea shopping and sweeping the streets is her idea of a good day.

And she is literally sweeping the streets with a giant green broom that has some gang members trapped in the bristles. But she stops mid-air when she sees Hal. It's his ring, she learned that early on and Korra had no idea if he knew she had it. But obviously he'll know now. She touches on to the ground and her Green Lantern uniform reverts back to her usual clothes.]

Hey. Found something of yours. [She pointes her thumb over her shoulder at the thugs trying to get out.] Not them, I mean.

/after her little scuffle with Bakura

[backwordscompatible]

[It was late, but she couldn't go back to the treehouse. Not yet. Not in her condition. Knocking on Kyle's door would probably be a bad idea as well, as would a handful of other people she knew would react less than favorably to her situation.]

[She needed somebody who she could not only trust, but trust to understand enough to not freak out.]

[Which is what led her to Korra's door.]

[knock knock]

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[Korra’s laying in her bed when the knock comes. Naga clambers off the bed and she pulls out her earbuds, setting them on the nightstand. When gets to the door, Korra’s a little surprised to see Zatanna there.]

Hey, come on in. [It’s almost routine for her to see someone in need of patching thanks to being the turtles’ personal medic, but Zatanna’s never been one of Korra’s ‘house patients’ before.]

Jack;

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Soaring across the night sky was normally enough to put Korra in a better mood, but that wasn't going to happen tonight. For the very same reason she contacted Jack. Asami was gone after they had started to become actual friends instead of just half of Team Avatar.

The green trail behind her faded as she sped into the Water Sector. Jack was there, on top of the fishing shop where they agreed to meet and talk. Korra touched down near him, her Green Lantern uniform changing back to her normal clothing.

"Hey, thanks for coming out tonight." She really needed someone to talk to, and Jack's been one of the few constants on the turtle she could rely on.

[wintershepherd]

Of all the possible ways to arrive that Korra had at her disposal, surrounded by the telltale green energy of a Lantern's Ring -- and wearing the matching uniform -- would never have crossed his mind. So his expression is something between bafflement and dismay, even as it evaporates.

"That... how did you--?"

POST CONTACT WITH JOEL

[browbeater]

"Hang on, we'll stop the bleeding and get to the clinic. It'll be faster--" he was frantically trying to run through the possibilities for how to get to the earth sector and to the hospital. While knowing that his jacket was soaked way more than he wanted it to be. As much as he would've considered yelling at her for acting rashly before, this time he was way too worried about her.

About her leg. "It'll be faster by motorcycle." He practically curses under his breath. He wished he had a satomobile right then, or that there was an ambulance that they could call. Though he'd kept his head calm and collected when Joel was there, there was no reason to keep as collected. And he found it nearly impossible to keep himself collected when Korra's safety was on his mind.

His arms tightened around her and he made good on his word to get them to his suite as fast as humanly possible.

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The hard jostling hurt and Korra bit down on her lip, letting out a pained groan when Mako had to move sharply or break through a throng of kedan. The loss of blood was really starting to hit her, all the adrenaline and aggressiveness was gone; no longer there for her to stave it off.

"Okay." It was all Korra could even think of as her face grew pale and little beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Her breathing was going from being quick and anxious, to what could almost be relaxed. Slower and more steady, but not nearly as strong.

Mako; Post-Console Crash Chaos

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With her leg being the way it was, Korra's bending wasn't at it's best and she relied on the power ring to help whoever she came across in Keeliai. From getting shot in the morning, going into shock from it, the bombs going off, Mako getting her to a temporary clinic to get her stabilized, and the ensuing chaos she tried to sift through-

Korra had little time to really think of the day itself.

But one thing she did know was that nothing felt right, and now that the consoles were down; staying at her suite didn't feel like an option. Not in the condition she was in. Both physically and mentally.

That's why she touched down at Mako's suite, the green energy reinforcing her splint was keeping her steady. She went inside and looked about, her gait turning into a limp as the energy faded.

"Mako, are you here?"

[browbeater]

Mako shouldn't have been surprised. He should have been completely expecting this, especially after how well he knew Korra. But part of him had been hoping that when he went back to the clinic, she'd still be there, resting. Not coming to his apartment, looking for him.

"I'm here," he called out in response, stepping to the doorway. What he'd seen of the fires and the spores hadn't looked good. And it looked like there were going to be some hard times ahead, especially with food. "Sit," he said, motioning to a simple chair, pushed up against the wall. He didn't need to see much to know that her leg was still very much injured.

He'd have offered the couch, but it was out of the question, and he half considered torching the damn thing earlier.

THE NEXT MORNING because w/e ok.

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He wasn't even sure when he'd passed out, the morning was still hazy, and he still felt sick to his stomach. He was jittery in a way that was not normal for him, just like he'd been the previous night. In that vein, it takes him longer to orient himself than it would have normally. At first, he was just vaguely aware that he was conscious and that it was daytime, but soon other sensations came into focus. The sound of someone breathing, their arms around him, and their warmth that he was loathe to leave.

He tilted his head upwards just a bit so that he could see Korra. And unbidden, he smiled. He was still feverish, but he needed to get up. He could make her breakfast and get... her help back to her place. Or something. He had to admit to himself that he still didn't feel well enough to go outside. But he shifts her arms off of him, and sits up-- and just like it had before, the world tilts in an uncomfortable way.

Way too uncomfortable, and everything he'd had for dinner last night was starting to come back in a bad way. He clamped his hand over his mouth and took off for the bathroom immediately, if a bit unbalanced.

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The far off sounds of the bathroom steadily became louder and finally broke through the sleep that had claimed Korra earlier that morning. Her eyes opened, just enough to see in between her eyelashes and she tried to move onto her side, but a sharp pain from trying to move her leg forced her to open her eyes completely.

Splint.

She had completely forgotten about her leg and then her fingers closed into her hands. "Mako?" Last she remembered was him being out cold and feverish, and he wasn't there now. Carefully, she moved off the bed and slowly got to her feet. The sounds of the bathroom told her the 'where' and Korra limped her way over there.

"How do you feel?" Asked before she finished opening the door. She was surprised to see him standing up, toothbrush in his mouth. He certainly looked better.

"Mako..." her eyes moved from his eyes, to the toothbrush, and then to the bathroom sink. "Did you-" Her eyes widened and she looked up at him.

Jim;

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[As soon as Korra turns off the console, she's out of her suite with Naga and heading to the center of the city. She's at the Brazen Turtle within twenty minutes and finds Jim easily enough.]

I'm here for the power ring class. [Grinning, she takes off the ring and holds it up to Jim.] Should be starting soon, right?

Jim;

[jirk]

[He's at the bar already, doing his best impression of the Stoic Bartender stereotype -- well, okay, not really. But he is polishing glasses and when he sees her, he flips the small handtowel over one shoulder and nods to one of the others to take over.]

We'll take it outside. Blown anything up, yet?