Avatar Korra (
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deercountry2021-09-06 10:32 pm
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Avatar Arrival
Character Name: Korra log - OPEN
Who: Korra et al
What: What the characters are doing.
When: When the characters are interacting.
Where: Where the characters are interacting.
Content Warnings: None, will add if needed.
Washing Ashore - Closed to Team Avatar
She remembered floating in the water. Having been...herself, then something else, then herself again. But it all floated in front of her mind like leaves on the stream, there one moment and gone the next. Nothing she could focus on. She had, after a time, watched ashore. She had felt the water of a tide washing over her form, chill and...familiar. It felt like home, like the Pole; the cold water she had swam in when she was a child. It was not the sort of cold that bothered her, but it was strange. Where was the sun?
There had been greeters - or had supposed to be there - but their process was...interrupted. Because alongside Korra, the vast bulk of Naga had washed up. And while the mighty legs of the polar bear dog were still unsteady, her jaws were still powerful - and she drew herself with great effort over Korra, rearing back up as best she could, snarling at anybody who tried to approach. All the greeting committee were able to do was throw a cloak over her - and for a whole day, Naga kept up her watch.
And it was her face that Korra saw first as she smiled up into the strange sky. "Hey, girl," she said, reaching up to pet her face. "Thanks for taking care of me." She knew, instinctively, what had happened.
It took her some time to stand. More to get dressed. She looked through the pack, examined each object with a sigh. She'd been home. She'd been happy - she rolled the engagement rings she'd had made in her fingers, the key consideration of that - but something, and she had a sneaking idea what, had drawn her back in.
Finally, using a piece of driftwood until her legs were steady enough, she began to walk, her free hand holding onto Naga.
"Let's go find our family," she said.
Exploring - OPEN
In time, she rode Naga again. Once there had been food for both of them. She couldn't quite get her mind around this place - it was like Deerington but not...but she felt the same sense of the place. Like there was constantly something wrong. Something foreboding...
In the back of her mind, she felt it. The sense that she should...give up, accept the place. Face the future, turn from the past. It might even have worked, but she was still the Avatar - and the Avatar, even shorn from the direct memories of her predecessors, was a product of the past. To give it up would mean to...shed herself, in many ways.
And either out of stubbornness or will, Korra couldn't do that. Couldn't be that. She would not let this place lull her - she would find out what it was, what it was doing. If it was as malevolent as she had believed Deerington itself to be.
And thus, she explored. In the rest times, she worked on the driftwood she had found, out of some half-forgotten instinct. She could almost feel Aang smiling on her. She used fire, and water, and air to shape it, smooth it, add a shine. It was something to do while she thought, at first. But then it became something to finish.
She could be found many places, either on foot or riding astride Naga - the newly-made staff in her hand. She looked better than she had in Deerington - rested, fit, healed. In a word, ready.
Who: Korra et al
What: What the characters are doing.
When: When the characters are interacting.
Where: Where the characters are interacting.
Content Warnings: None, will add if needed.
Washing Ashore - Closed to Team Avatar
She remembered floating in the water. Having been...herself, then something else, then herself again. But it all floated in front of her mind like leaves on the stream, there one moment and gone the next. Nothing she could focus on. She had, after a time, watched ashore. She had felt the water of a tide washing over her form, chill and...familiar. It felt like home, like the Pole; the cold water she had swam in when she was a child. It was not the sort of cold that bothered her, but it was strange. Where was the sun?
There had been greeters - or had supposed to be there - but their process was...interrupted. Because alongside Korra, the vast bulk of Naga had washed up. And while the mighty legs of the polar bear dog were still unsteady, her jaws were still powerful - and she drew herself with great effort over Korra, rearing back up as best she could, snarling at anybody who tried to approach. All the greeting committee were able to do was throw a cloak over her - and for a whole day, Naga kept up her watch.
And it was her face that Korra saw first as she smiled up into the strange sky. "Hey, girl," she said, reaching up to pet her face. "Thanks for taking care of me." She knew, instinctively, what had happened.
It took her some time to stand. More to get dressed. She looked through the pack, examined each object with a sigh. She'd been home. She'd been happy - she rolled the engagement rings she'd had made in her fingers, the key consideration of that - but something, and she had a sneaking idea what, had drawn her back in.
Finally, using a piece of driftwood until her legs were steady enough, she began to walk, her free hand holding onto Naga.
"Let's go find our family," she said.
Exploring - OPEN
In time, she rode Naga again. Once there had been food for both of them. She couldn't quite get her mind around this place - it was like Deerington but not...but she felt the same sense of the place. Like there was constantly something wrong. Something foreboding...
In the back of her mind, she felt it. The sense that she should...give up, accept the place. Face the future, turn from the past. It might even have worked, but she was still the Avatar - and the Avatar, even shorn from the direct memories of her predecessors, was a product of the past. To give it up would mean to...shed herself, in many ways.
And either out of stubbornness or will, Korra couldn't do that. Couldn't be that. She would not let this place lull her - she would find out what it was, what it was doing. If it was as malevolent as she had believed Deerington itself to be.
And thus, she explored. In the rest times, she worked on the driftwood she had found, out of some half-forgotten instinct. She could almost feel Aang smiling on her. She used fire, and water, and air to shape it, smooth it, add a shine. It was something to do while she thought, at first. But then it became something to finish.
She could be found many places, either on foot or riding astride Naga - the newly-made staff in her hand. She looked better than she had in Deerington - rested, fit, healed. In a word, ready.

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When she spied Naga, however, she knew exactly what she'd be doing: greeting a good friend.
"Korra! KORRA! Hey! It's Luz! Wait for me!"
Luz hurried over to see her friend with Tempest in stride.
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"Hey Luz!"
She'll comment on the wolf momentarily.
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"Ha ha, you're still so awesomely buff! I'm so glad to see you again Korra!! When'd you get here?!"
Her wolf let out a loud bark, and Luz turned to her.
"Sorry! Naga, Tempest. Tempest, Naga!"
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"Heh, thanks...I guess the time away was good for me." She pauses. "If it really was."
But she also points, in the vague direction of the beach.
"Yesterday. It was...strange."
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"Was it really? What did you do?! Give me all the details!"
Luz wrinkled her nose. "Oh yeah, there was a boatload of trouble there."
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"I woke up naked on a beach and think I was a squid. And there were strange people - cultists maybe? - but Naga kept them away. It was cold, but...I'm used to that."
She sighed.
"As for time away we were...back in Republic City. I think? I don't know if it was real or not, now. Home. I could..." she sighed, a slight smile coming to her face. "Breathe good air. Be myself for a bit."
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"Well if you were naked of course you were cold! Who wouldn't be? I was naked too, so I had to go rob some pirate. What was that about the cultists though? How were you sure?"
As for being back in Republic City, Luz gave a smile. "Right. That makes sense. You were home. Of course you were comfortable. I'm surprised you'd come back here, but I'm still really glad you did!"
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She grinned at the first part. "That is such a Luz story," she replied happily. "And it was people all dressed the same, and given my luck..."
She frowned at the last, though. "I don't know why, though. I don't know if I chose it or...it chose me. Something drew me here."
She looked thoughtful at that. "Maybe it was because it drew Asami, and my friends...and destiny took a hand."
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"Is it?" Luz thought about this and threw up her hands. "Actually, you're totally right. My life is mostly booby trapped all the time!"
That was what you got with Deerington stuff. At the mention of destiny, Luz frowned.
"I don't know about all of that. I do know we all got reborn here, and now there is magic in most of us instead of just some of us now. Have you detected it yet?"
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She frowned at Luz's response, shaking her head.
"I know others have it - I don't feel any differently myself. I mean, I feel better than I was in Deerington, but..." she held out her hands, moving them quickly. Flame passed over them, then disappeared as wind whipped around them to push the smoke away.
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"No? Huh. Maybe you were one of the ones that weren't reborn with it? And if you were, maybe it just doesn't feel any different from the stuff that you normally do."
She watched Korra's movements, eyes wide with surprise. "Interesting! Was the wind you too?"
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"It's odd, I feel...I dunno, better than I did in the other one. In Deerington. Like I've just been moved, not changed. Which is weird, considering."
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"But that's good, right! I definitely feel changed, probably because I've never had magic! I'm used to making it happen through me, not so much due to my presence? And now we have all this other stuff to think about."
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"So what sort of magic, or is it like...all around? I don't know how actual magic works."
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"It's different depending on your blood, that's what I'm told! I can do my regular magic with glyphs, but now I seem to have this kind of...intuitive magic."
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"So you have both kinds?"
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"Actually, yes, though I know how to make one work, and the other is really, REALLY new. I think some of us with the same blood type can actually telepathically talk to each other, and more, depending on what your ability is."
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Luz's eyes widened. "I'm not sure, but I'm learning! I'll try to look it up and gave you information. Maybe we can even find out about our new magic together! That way you could be as great with your new powers that you are with your Avatar abilities!"
She knew better than to call it magic by now.
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"Doesn't mean you aren't - just means you don't know how powerful you are, yet. You should have seen me when I learned to toss a gust of fire around at six," she replied.
She frowned at the latter, rubbing the back of her neck.
"I'm not sure there is anything new. I mean, nothing has happened, anyways. People are saying I'm Warmblood? And a few have looked down their noses while saying it, which I haven't much cared for."
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Curse Korra and how amazing and cool she was. Luz had almost forgotten.
"Really? I haven't researched Warm Bloods, but you know, you're already pretty powerful as the Avatar. Maybe you didn't get new blood powers because then you would have just totally p'wned everyone."
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And truth was, she didn't want all the powers she knew herself to have - the Waste Korra had taught her that, or reminded her, that she could bloodbend - and the more she thought about how important blood was to this place, the more terrifying that ability became.
"I hope not," she managed, a tiny bit distantly.
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Well. That caught her off guard.
"You hope not? Why?"
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As for the latter, she waved it away.
"It's nothing, just thinking."
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She made a face.
"Are you sure? I feel like there's a more complete answer here>
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