deercountry | i'm faithless now

[Asami counts herself fairly lucky to have found this spot. It's on one of the busier streets in Willful Machine and there's more than enough space for her to bring in some equipment for her repair shop. One of the locals tells her a baker just moved out and the space is available when she asks, and although the lack of bureaucracy takes her off guard she decides she may as well just go for it. She's been itching to do something useful here, to carve out a way to contribute instead of just hiding away with Korra in their lovely cliffside house, as nice as that is.]

[So in the first week or so of November she can be spotted dragging equipment and machinery into the shop, often leaving the door open to let the cool air flow through while she tries to decide how to set everything up. She's not ready to open for business just yet, but perhaps depending on the day you can see the sign for Sato Repairs leaning against the wall just inside the front window.]

[Come in if you're curious, or if you're looking to perhaps entice her into taking a break.]

[Life for the two of them had been...well, weirdly straightforward. What else can you call going from being in a relationship to just living together? They'd been working on-and-off on the house location - though 'house/potential fortress for family/friends' was a better wording for it, really - but it'd be some time still until it was truly habitable.]

[But working together, roughing it together - it was honestly wonderful. She'd never imagined just how satisfying it would be waking up next to Asami. Granted, her mornings has usually consisted of immediately getting up for a workout - now her schedule included time spent curling into the woman she loved, enjoying the scent of her hair and the warmth of her form. But some changes are easier made than others, when it comes to a routine.]

[Which carries with it another, entirely different set of wants and responses that she's still learning. Which is why she waits until she can approach Asami and drape her arms over her shoulders from behind, and sneak a kiss to her cheek.]

Hello, beautiful. Things are looking pretty great here.

[A slight pause, because Korra thinks she's a lot better at being flirty than she is.]

Shop's looking good, too.

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[ Wu crosses his arms, looking around at the space with a critical eye. It's not his first time here, but it's the first time he's set aside enough time to help out ]

You know, I think you could do something more with all of it. Yes, yes, I know you're repairing things, but you're you, Asami! You should still have a beautiful space to work in. So what are you thinking? Art, curtains, a nice rug? Not where you have all that greasey stuff, but in the rest of the shop.

Need a hand with that—uh...

[ Asami sure is dragging... something! Some kind of big machine thing, it's all still kind of over Mako's head. Part of it seems to be floating somehow? He isn't sure what it'd even be used for but it's big and bulky and he'd come to give Asami some of the tea stash he'd built up at the Raccoon Room and see if she wanted any of the other extra bits he'd managed to forage over the last month, but he can't just let her drag the thing around on her own if he can lend a hand.

Before she can even answer, Mako rounds the thing to the other side, leaning his shoulder against it to give it a push over the threshold. ]

What're you gonna— [ wow it's so heavy ] —make with this thing?

[Asami laughs, charmed by Korra's brand of affection.]

Yeah, I think things are really coming together. Hopefully once it's all set up I can settle into more of a routine.

There's going to be grease everywhere.

[She's not trying to shut him down but she's not really too concerned with the aesthetics of the whole thing at this point. You know, not while she's tightening the bolts on a machine across the room.]

There's an office upstairs, maybe I could do something nice there...

Um...

[She drags it a little farther and then stops with a sigh. That's good enough for now.]

Honestly, I'm not sure. Apparently it's for infusing blood into parts to make them stronger or... give them special properties I guess. A vendor down the street was getting rid of it, and I offered to take it off his hands.

[ Mako pokes his head out from around the thing to look at her, looking for a moment a lot like Bolin. ]

That's... horrifying. Why is so much of this place run on blood? There has to be a better thing to be using. That you don't have to get out of people.

[Asami shakes her head. She doesn't like it much either, but she's trying to run a business here Mako.]

I don't know. I only took it because it was a good deal, and it seems like the locals consider it as natural as bending for us.

[ Making sure it's not going to... fall over or spit blood at him or something, Mako steps out from behind the thing to look around the workshop proper. ]

No, I get it. If you're gonna build stuff here, you have to use the materials. It's just...

[ He can't keep the little grimace off his face. ]

It's weird. It's one of the weirdest things. Is the last big thing you needed?

[She's feeling very affectionate indeed. She moves some of Asami's hair out of the way, to kiss just below her ear on her jawline.]

I'm sure you will. Maybe I could help out, be your...what's it called...grease monkey?

I think so.

[She looks around at everything she's managed to drag into the space. It's been a lot of work but her ideas are starting to come together.]

I'll have to rearrange some things, but I am getting better at using my weird blood powers for that.

[Is that a smirk? It's a bit of a smirk.]

An office! Yes, that should be nice, but that's for you, not for your customers. Even if it's greasy... what's grease-proof decor?

[ A real stumper for Wu. He taps his lips with a finger. ]

What are you thinking, for the clientele you want to serve here?

[ We must think about the audience! ]

People who... need their things fixed?

[Look she may come from High Society but she really is too practical for all of this.]

I don't think they're going to be too picky. I could dress it up a little, but...

[She looks around, a little lost. She takes after her father much more than her father's hired decorater, sadly.]

[She laughs again, but she also sighs happily and tilts her head to give Korra room.]

Are you sure that's how you want to spend your time? I'm pretty boring when I'm working.

Okay, okay, so people who need their things fixed. They're probably kind of upset, right? Because their thing is broken! So a calming space, somewhere where you can work, and they can wait and not be quite so upset because their stuff is in the hands of Asami Sato, the best engineer in Trench.

[ He's nodding now, punching a hand in the air ]

It doesn't have to be fancy, but it should be nice!

[She shifted her arms down to around Asami's midsection, planting a few more gentle kisses.]

I like making things with you, turns out. Besides, someone has to take you home when you pass out at your desk.

[Then, more seriously, because she wants to...start talking about her feelings more. She's learned what happens when she doesn't share with Asami, and won't be repeating that mistake.]

And it's like...I can be alone with you, together? I just like...being there.

[Then, playfully.]

Plus I do admit it means that when it's quiet I could get extra time around the pretty boss I have the hots for. Might have some ideas I could share, there.

[It's Friday or so by the time Bolin gets a chance to come by. He feels bad it's taken so long but he's been a busy boy and he thinks Asami will understand. So in he comes about mid day, knocking on the open door. There's a black beret perched on his head at a jaunty angle and he has, in his hand, a small gift bag with a piece of cake and a single, fresh stem of tiger lily. Expensive stuff.]

Hellooo, anybody home?

I... guess so.

[She frowns at the walls. Her tone's a little bashful as she goes on, wondering if what she's about to say is a cardinal sin in Wu's eyes. He is dating Mako though, so...]

I'm not very good at this type of thing, honestly.

[Asami's hidden behind a very large piece of equipment near the back, but she pops her head out at the sound of a familiar voice.]

Hey Bolin!

Hey! There you are!

[Good, he can come in properly now. As if that would have actually stopped him.

He comes to meet her and offers the little gifts.]

Some little birdies told me you'd set up shop. This is amazing! How's it all going?

[Arthur wakes up in storage.]

[It's slow, and painful. His throat's dry and his shoulders ache from the weight of his body, and he can feel crystalized blood falling to the ground as he starts to shift. He makes a sound, a soft groan of effort as he looks around and sees the mangled bodies. His arms are tied to the wall above him and he groans again as he tries to pull, tries to summon some fire, any way to get free of this.]

[It doesn't work.]

[He can feel his stomach twisting as adrenaline starts to rev up in his exhausted body. He knows this feeling and he wishes he could stop it in its tracks, but it's largely out of his hands at this point. His voice shakes as he calls out.]

H-hey!

Really? [ Wu looks back at her, his brows raising ] But you're so-- so put together! I thought this sort of thing would be right up your alley. With your fashion sense?

[ He shakes his head. Well, maybe fashion and interior design aren't exactly the same thing ]

Then don't you worry about it! If you want my help, I will help. This place will be the most inviting repair... shop? There ever was!

[Thankfully, Laurel was rescued earlier by Luz so she’s been able to move around freely for some time now. Anyone she came across on her exploration that needed her help, she didn't waste any time in doing what she could.

Eventually, she finds a flight of stairs through a door down a hallway and advances up them, afraid of what she would find. The smell of blood and flesh hits Laurel first before she steps onto the third floor, making her cover her hand as she explores the room. This place was much worse than where she woke up and Laurel tries her best to not throw up, horrified by what she could see.

It isn't long until Laurel hears a voice - faint, but definitely there. ]

Hey. I can hear you! I'm coming, just hold on, okay?

[ It's definitely a bit of a smirk, and Mako gives it the glare it deserves, which is definitely cool and not at all kind of pouty. ]

Yeah, yeah, you got the cool floating powers and I freeze everything I touch. I get it. Figure out how to put stuff back down where you actually want it yet?

i'm faithless now

open / early november / willful machine

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