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This Old (Avatar) House
Who: The whole Avatar gang and you! (OPEN)
What: Korra and Asami have been working on a home. And, since Korra is paranoid as hell about Trench, also a fortress. Now it's meet-and-greet housewarming time.
Where: Cliffside House (Name subject to change), Darcmouth, towards The Rocks
Warnings: Only what you take with you.
The House - Exterior
From the land side, there's very little to actually see. The address specified is at the very edge of Darcmouth, so definitely far away from the epicenter of anything. For some Darcmouth's working-class nature and poverty may make it unattractive - but for someone like Korra, at least, it's a sign of something else: honesty. Besides, it's near the water, and near fishing - it's more like home than she'd like to admit. There are days where she misses the cold of the Southern Water Tribe - the starkness, the lack of pretension and the honesty of its work.
But she, and Asami, have been working very hard to create a space that is their own - and also has a...practical side of thinking. A small lantern will reveal that near some natural cliffs...a stairway has been cut into the rock. Earthbending is a tremendous building tool, done right. The stair winds its way around and downwards a bit - just wide enough for a Polar Bear Dog, as it happens - though humans may want to rely on the guard-rail just a bit, in the gloom.
And then, as they pass around to the front of the cliff-side - the warm glow of a house carved out of the cliff itself is revealed. There are three visible levels, the lowest about ten meters above the water - though if one looks carefully, there are further stairs running right down to it. The lowest floor has an extensive deck that extends outwards, one that is well-lit for the party, and the torches give a warmth even against the chill of the night.
The House - Interior
The main floor faces the water with a large window cut into it. Glass is also not an issue when you can bend all the elements, though the result is a little bit imperfect. But the main room is a large sitting room, recessed downwards a bit lower than the outside. Lots of space to lounge about on couches and chairs - with tables with significant amounts of food for guests. There's also a roaring fireplace.
A corridor branches off from it, heading upwards to the second level - their personal living spaces. But there is, also, an elevator - like something out of a turn-of-the-century hotel in Paris. That is one of the many Asami touches throughout - technical solutions to a variety of problems. The elevator goes up - and clearly down, though the downwards button requires a key to operate. Strange. For the moment, it's also locked out of their living spaces. One of Asami's key requirements was it be their space, and both have gone to some lengths to keep it just that.
But the top floor is split into two spaces. The first is a library, slowly being filled with comfortable furniture, tapestries, carpets, and above all the books. Korra has, since Deerington, been very keen to provide a safe place to store knowledge. In fact, a card on one table indicates that anybody wishing to store volumes they find, or personal journals or any other written materials may do so. Given the thick stone walls around it, it would take probably First World War-era artillery to put the library in any danger. The other half, unfinished as yet, is a surprise for Asami - a large secondary workshop. Korra has been reading everything she can on providing lighting to put it together - put at the end it's still a wide rectangular opening, directly on the sea. She's working on a sort of garage door - you never know when an experiment or project needs...ejecting.
But the heavy, thick tables are all assembled, and the key thing here is space - it's a long rectangle that, in future, could maybe even see collaborative work. But for now, enjoy the library, or the view out into the water.
For Team Avatar and Close CR - The Basement
Once there is a spare moment, Korra will take close friends into the basement, pressing a copy of the key into their hands. It's mostly finished. Mostly. The lighting is done, but the areas are...mostly empty. But what will become apparent is that there is room for a good number of people down here. One room is currently empty save for metal bunkbeds pushed into a corner. Another is clearly meant to house multiple toilets and a bathing area. Another is a large, unfinished kitchen - still another a pantry, another to dine in - bare bones, but livable in case of emergency.
"Welcome to Fortress Avatar," Korra says, with more humour than she really feels. "It's not much yet, but if something goes wrong..."
The Wilds - Open
Of course, the space around the house is mostly wild - and that's where Naga tends to be found. Want to meet an incredibly friendly - if you're a good person - Polar Bear Dog? There she is! Or perhaps you'll find something else in the gathering dark...
What: Korra and Asami have been working on a home. And, since Korra is paranoid as hell about Trench, also a fortress. Now it's meet-and-greet housewarming time.
Where: Cliffside House (Name subject to change), Darcmouth, towards The Rocks
Warnings: Only what you take with you.
The House - Exterior
From the land side, there's very little to actually see. The address specified is at the very edge of Darcmouth, so definitely far away from the epicenter of anything. For some Darcmouth's working-class nature and poverty may make it unattractive - but for someone like Korra, at least, it's a sign of something else: honesty. Besides, it's near the water, and near fishing - it's more like home than she'd like to admit. There are days where she misses the cold of the Southern Water Tribe - the starkness, the lack of pretension and the honesty of its work.
But she, and Asami, have been working very hard to create a space that is their own - and also has a...practical side of thinking. A small lantern will reveal that near some natural cliffs...a stairway has been cut into the rock. Earthbending is a tremendous building tool, done right. The stair winds its way around and downwards a bit - just wide enough for a Polar Bear Dog, as it happens - though humans may want to rely on the guard-rail just a bit, in the gloom.
And then, as they pass around to the front of the cliff-side - the warm glow of a house carved out of the cliff itself is revealed. There are three visible levels, the lowest about ten meters above the water - though if one looks carefully, there are further stairs running right down to it. The lowest floor has an extensive deck that extends outwards, one that is well-lit for the party, and the torches give a warmth even against the chill of the night.
The House - Interior
The main floor faces the water with a large window cut into it. Glass is also not an issue when you can bend all the elements, though the result is a little bit imperfect. But the main room is a large sitting room, recessed downwards a bit lower than the outside. Lots of space to lounge about on couches and chairs - with tables with significant amounts of food for guests. There's also a roaring fireplace.
A corridor branches off from it, heading upwards to the second level - their personal living spaces. But there is, also, an elevator - like something out of a turn-of-the-century hotel in Paris. That is one of the many Asami touches throughout - technical solutions to a variety of problems. The elevator goes up - and clearly down, though the downwards button requires a key to operate. Strange. For the moment, it's also locked out of their living spaces. One of Asami's key requirements was it be their space, and both have gone to some lengths to keep it just that.
But the top floor is split into two spaces. The first is a library, slowly being filled with comfortable furniture, tapestries, carpets, and above all the books. Korra has, since Deerington, been very keen to provide a safe place to store knowledge. In fact, a card on one table indicates that anybody wishing to store volumes they find, or personal journals or any other written materials may do so. Given the thick stone walls around it, it would take probably First World War-era artillery to put the library in any danger. The other half, unfinished as yet, is a surprise for Asami - a large secondary workshop. Korra has been reading everything she can on providing lighting to put it together - put at the end it's still a wide rectangular opening, directly on the sea. She's working on a sort of garage door - you never know when an experiment or project needs...ejecting.
But the heavy, thick tables are all assembled, and the key thing here is space - it's a long rectangle that, in future, could maybe even see collaborative work. But for now, enjoy the library, or the view out into the water.
For Team Avatar and Close CR - The Basement
Once there is a spare moment, Korra will take close friends into the basement, pressing a copy of the key into their hands. It's mostly finished. Mostly. The lighting is done, but the areas are...mostly empty. But what will become apparent is that there is room for a good number of people down here. One room is currently empty save for metal bunkbeds pushed into a corner. Another is clearly meant to house multiple toilets and a bathing area. Another is a large, unfinished kitchen - still another a pantry, another to dine in - bare bones, but livable in case of emergency.
"Welcome to Fortress Avatar," Korra says, with more humour than she really feels. "It's not much yet, but if something goes wrong..."
The Wilds - Open
Of course, the space around the house is mostly wild - and that's where Naga tends to be found. Want to meet an incredibly friendly - if you're a good person - Polar Bear Dog? There she is! Or perhaps you'll find something else in the gathering dark...
Korra, here and there.
She's happy to greet everyone as they come, or find them later on. For once, she actually seems to be genuinely enjoying herself in a Trench event. Possibly because it's one of their making.
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Anyways, Fern is going to approach Korra and hold the weird statue thing out for her to take. "Hey, thanks for the invite. Your house is really sick," he says, after a moment noticing the dress. He should probably say something about that, right? Girls like compliments about dresses. "Uh, also, the fur on your dress is rad. You skin one of the monsters around here to get it?"
Smooth.
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She looks around. "Is it? How...how do we make it...better?" then she looks down. "Oh, um, no, it's fake. I've tried...really hard not to get into any fights or anything since I've gotten here."
She has so many worries about that. So, so many.
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"Oh," Fern replies, sounding awkward. In hindsight, maybe asking a lady if the fur she's wearing was from a monster she skinned might not have been the most eloquent thing to do. Good job. "Really? Why not?"
A beat, then he adds: "Sick means cool. Your house is really cool."
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"Besides, she added, steering Fern towards liquid refreshments, "I spent the last few months in Deerington just...fighting all the time. I'd prefer not to, you know, keep doing that?"
But good that it means cool. She wasn't sure there for a moment.
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He follows her over to the refreshments, grabbing one with a shrug. "I can't really picture myself just... not fighting." He isn't sure that's actually possible, with his nature.
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"That was me, especially when I started. Now, though..." She sighs, looking down at her hands for a moment. "Now it'd be a bit too easy, if that makes sense."
It's hard to put into words others understand. She could kill. Very, very easily. Here more than before - she isn't limited like she was in Deerington. An Avatar could kill easily - back home, she worked very hard to ensure her fights always had a way out. That her enemies could be defeated, not killed. Redeemed, in the fullness of time, perhaps. The Pthumerians seem have worked equally hard to create situations that prevented exactly that.
"In any event, peace is better, I think we can agree."
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"Not gonna argue with you on that," he agrees. As fun as fighting is, he knows that rationally peace is better for everyone else. "Even though I'm terrible at it. I think peace is like, the thing I'm worst at."
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"It takes doing," she says after a moment, a bit quietly. "I was always...the fighter, always the first into the fray, but I learned discipline over time. Had to go through a lot to learn it. It's worth it, in the end."
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Sorry for the novel...
"Flowers are better than swords," she finally says. "Flowers make the world better, they...feed insects, help the soil grow, they just look beautiful, they smell nice. A sword just kills. That's all it's meant to do. People think it's this powerful symbolic thing, but a sword is a burden, right?"
She shook her head.
"That's what weapons are. One thing, nothing else. I used to think that's what an Avatar was. What I was supposed to be. So when I couldn't fight, I thought I was nothing... What I ultimately learned, after making a number of mistakes..." She trailed off for a moment there, eyes searching out where Asami was in the party, lingering.
"Was that a weapon only does one thing. I did more than that, meant more than that to the people that cared about me." She focused on Fern then, managing a soft smile.
"Don't think about just you. We're more than that - we're part of things, part of life, of nature...of other people. Look at what you mean to them, that's where you'll find your way out. It's where I did."
don't be sorry!!
Thankfully, Korra starts to speak and Fern hangs on her every word. She's got a good point about the usefulness of flowers compared to a sword. A sword only does one thing, one bad thing, while flowers have a myriad of uses, most of them good. It, of course, does hurt a little to hear swords being described that way, no matter how accurate. It's hard not to feel a little hurt when he used to be literal ones, and he tries to brush the feeling off. The important thing is that he isn't them anymore, that he's (supposed to be) more than that. The other important thing is that Korra apparently felt the same way with the whole Avatar business, and she's managed to grow beyond it.
"That's... not a bad idea," he says slowly, contemplative. "I was swords before I was me, and with the stuff I've done it's hard to think of me as anything but that." A weapon, he means. "But I know Varian and Luz and Luca and Usagi and everyone else I know here think I'm more than that. Sometimes it's easier to think about them than to think about anything good about myself, y'know?"
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She smiles at the latter.
"Well, Varian and Luz I know - and Usagi is good people, from everything I've heard. You've got yourself a good team there. That helps. A lot."
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"Yeah, they're all great. Not sure what I'd do without them," he says. "Probably have a huge meltdown and try to destroy the city."
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"You're welcome, if it helped. Sorry for just...dumping it all out on you."