As your feet, they touch the ground

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Characters: Korra (alphatar), Open
Date: June 9th, Late evening
Location: Brazen Turtle (Center of Keeliai)
Situation: Doing her job
Warnings/Rating: N/A

With the recent bombings and need for the kedan to have safe housing in the foreigner’s former suites, business at the Brazen Turtle has taken a dip. Food isn’t easy to come by, though the bar managed to get enough to serve its patrons. As barback, Korra’s tending to the bar since the drinks don’t need too much stocking.

Overhead is the scale model of the Starship Enterprise she had gotten Jim for Christmas and it has her attention when there’s little to no customers. At a simple, sullen command it flies sporadically or circles over the bar where she’s at. Depending on her mood, something that’s she’s distracting herself from by wiping down the bar, even if it doesn't need it.

The ship's lights and occasional sounds are soft, but poignant as always.

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"Good thing Frank's not allergic to the animals he can turn into, huh?" She chuckled. It was a guess, Korra doubted he would be; but she did give a pair of elevated eyebrows at the stone cat. "If you ever need a hand pet sitting, I'm pretty good with animals." Her experience consisted of being the only person able to raise and tame a polar bear dog, and a fire ferret that sometimes hangs out with her.

Perfect qualifications for animals she has no idea about.

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Annabeth snorts. "At least none that he's discovered yet." Then she grins - honestly, taking care of so many animals can be a handful, and there aren't many people who can take a look at Mrs. O'Leary for one and not be terrified. "Thank you, though. I'll definitely keep that in mind."

Because hey, if Korra can look after someone like Naga, she's bound to be somewhat decent at looking after a hellhound, at least.

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Delighted that her offer seemed to be taken seriously, Korra swooped down to land on the rooftop of her suite, the glider construct mimicking the maneuver so Annabeth could touch down without too much fuss. She looked up at Blackjack and nodded.

"Cool. Well, now you know where to look me up until the get the consoles fixed." Korra didn’t trust them, not when she couldn’t use her encryption. "But I’m pretty sure Mrs. O’Leary could have sniffed me out anyway."

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It's a fairly easy landing - a lot smoother than the sort Annabeth's had to make over the course of her life from time to time. Blackjack swoops down behind her, hooves clacking on the roof.

"Well she does have a damn good nose," she says lightly. Blackjack nudges her, and she pats his head. "Same to you though. If you need anything..."

Her voice sort of trails off, though she hopes the implication is there. She's not all that great about this whole thing.

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Unable to keep herself from giving a small laugh, Korra had received the nudge from Naga once too often, she placed her hand on Annabeth’s shoulder.

"Don’t worry, I got what you mean. Goodnight." Giving her a smile, Korra withdrew and snapped her glider shut single handedly. "And nice meeting you Blackjack." She petted him between his nostrils before turning to head to the roof’s entrance.

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Blackjack whinnies a friendly reply at her, but hovers near Annabeth. She scratches behind his ears.

"Night, Korra. Thanks for the ride." Her lips quirk in amusement when she says it, but she waves off her friend before hauling herself onto the Pegasus's back, nudging the horse back into flight to get to her own suite.