( she comes bounding over once naga has pinned zuko, letting out a short yell of displeasure. )
Ah! Sorry, sorry, she's —
( at their sides, now, she catches a glimpse. it's not that he's immediately recognizable, because the zuko korra knows has white hair and a beard and dresses in the ceremonial gowns befitting a fire nation's lord, but. the scar is pretty telling. more than that, naga recognizes his spirit, the very fabric of his essence, and licks a thick stripe of slobber on the side of his cheek, cooing happily.
she's seen the prince, firelord, and lord all through aang's eyes. her soul knows him before her eyes do, although it's a distant, empty thing. aang's memory has been ripped from her for a long time now. )
Sorry, about that. Naga! Be a good girl. ( reluctantly, naga gets off him, whining barely. korra offers a hand out to zuko, smiling warmly. ) Let me help you up?
youre perfect!!!
Ah! Sorry, sorry, she's —
( at their sides, now, she catches a glimpse. it's not that he's immediately recognizable, because the zuko korra knows has white hair and a beard and dresses in the ceremonial gowns befitting a fire nation's lord, but. the scar is pretty telling. more than that, naga recognizes his spirit, the very fabric of his essence, and licks a thick stripe of slobber on the side of his cheek, cooing happily.
she's seen the prince, firelord, and lord all through aang's eyes. her soul knows him before her eyes do, although it's a distant, empty thing. aang's memory has been ripped from her for a long time now. )
Sorry, about that. Naga! Be a good girl. ( reluctantly, naga gets off him, whining barely. korra offers a hand out to zuko, smiling warmly. ) Let me help you up?