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Who: korra and you!
Where: various locations
When: a short while after her arrival
Rating g.
What: just getting to meet and mingle.

fighting ring.

( despite being a pretty fighty person at heart, korra is using the ring for ... ulterior motives. light footed and cheerful, in her hand is a glowing orb of pure energy - it's a perfect sphere, and an ideal throwing ball size, korra tossing it back and forth between her hands while she hops, foot to foot, never too stationary. once she's pleased with the wind flow and her own capabilities, korra rears her arm back and hurls the ball forward and off the raised platform, shooting off somewhere near a group of trees. )

Go get it, girl!

( and, predictably, korra's dog takes off after it. less predictably, her dog is technically a polar bear dog, and reaches the orb with a few giant jumps of her large paws. in her mouth the orb crackles and then bursts, a tiny explosion of stardust and decorates the air in confetti. naga, pleased by this, rolls onto her back and burbles at the pretty sight.

if naga catches sight of you, she'll take off running for the tackle. she's not dangerous, but it won't be ... exceedingly obvious, provided that she looks like a bear. if you approach korra, however, she'll offer a smile and a wave, gesturing to naga. )

Wanna give her a treat? She's really good with strangers.

bathhouse.

( there's something extremely comforting, and yet entirely lonely about large bodies of water, now - since she can't bend it, it feels a little bittersweet. but. she was still born and raised in the water, and feels a familiarity in it now. that and. you know. a girl's gotta bathe sometime.

she goes in when she thinks it's empty, but of course it's not. once she sees another soul in the bath, she hops back, a little embarrassed, cheeks reddening. )

Sorry, I ... thought it was empty! Haha. ( rubbing the back of her neck, nervously. ) Mind if I join you?

anything else!

( feel free to hmu up fingerstripes if you'd like me to write you a starter! i'm open to everything. )

Comments

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( you know it's. not the weirdest thing she's ever seen.

then again, korra comes from a place where spirits roam freely. she's certainly never seen a centaur, but it's not outside of her imagination to picture konoha back in her home world. gratefully, korra nods her head, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, as she approaches. )

Heh. Thanks.

( stripping and sinking in, yes, no real finesse about it. there's a healthy distance left between them, but not so much to dissuade conversation. korra lowers herself, head rested on the back support. )

Are you new around here?

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No problem!

[Even though Konoha considers herself rather normal, considers herself used to humans, she can't help but stare a bit in curiosity at Korra. Specifically, at her skin. It's rather similar in tone to her own, and while she's seen all sorts of color of jinba, since their human-like parts tended to be just a few shades lighter than their hides on most, she's only ever seen one color of human in her world. Never left her village area, let alone her island country to see all shades of humans.]

New... ish? I've been here a few months now, even though I can't really believe it...

[Now that she's found her new position she sort of lays down partway, tall enough that doing so still leaves her chest and shoulders exposed above water, going back to trying to untangle her long hair and stop staring.]

What about you? I don't think I've seen you before, have I?

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( being a centaur means half human, so there are some ... girlish bits to konoha, peeking out of the water. korra similarly has to find something to occupy herself with so she isn't tempted to stare - not at skin tones but just. bodies. she settles to cup water onto her arms, sighing under the feel of hot water. )

You haven't, no. I only got here a few days ago. ( korra tilts her head towards her, idly wondering if she should offer to braid her hair for her. ) Is this place treating you alright?

[lumberlady]

[Some generous bosom-y girlish bits that Konoha, in being used to bathing with other women from the village, is not particularly shy about, humming a little to herself as her long black tail slowly... rises to float near the surface of the pool like an inky spill.

Only a few days... this woman is much calmer than Konoha herself had been only a few days in, so. That's good, but.]

It's... definitely not home, is it?

[She wants to go back to her village so badly, yet there's nothing she can even do to make that happen... and her expression saddens a bit, staring at the water.]

This place is fine, I mean... there's food and water and shelter, but. The world they sent us to before... and apparently we'll be sent again... that was dangerous.

[... Also yes, her hair definitely needs braiding.]