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☾ Appointments ☽

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[Action, January 3rd]
[Voice, March 8th]
[Written, June 11th]

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[ Brushing off her sarcasm, he steps closer in an attempt to get a better look at the condition of her face, and ends up looming directly over her. ]

Nothing a little concealer won't fix.

[ From this angle, it's a little hard not to notice her clothing situation. His eyes flicker down briefly to her chest, then back up to her face. He might tease her about this if a certain question wasn't nagging at the back of his mind. ]

So, tell me. Who managed to best our all-powerful Uhvatar?

[ A more polite person would have waited a while to ask, but "polite" isn't a word that would ever be used to describe Tahno. ]

[She rolls her eyes, and waves a dismissive hand at his first comment. When the question is asked she shrinks a little, and holds her arm. It's a comfort mechanism. Korra is going to try and sound tough, but her body language speaks a little differently.]

Those stupid Malnosso, who else?

[ He heard about the "experiments" held here when he first arrived, but not in detail. Despite her obvious discomfort, he decides to push the subject. After all, he could be next, and this way he would at least know what's coming. ]

What did they do?

[She starts heading to her room. She's uneasy now. Korra needs something a little more comfortable on her body if she's going to keep talking about this. Tahno can follow her up to her door if he wants.]

A lot of things. I don't remember all of it.
[That's half a lie. The bruises look like they were trying to restrain her, the cuts are obviously from them as some are sealed shut from medicine - though others are a little more fresh and seemed like they weren't bothered with. Some places looks like she has been stuck with a needle.]

[ And follow her he does. ]

How can you not remember?

[ It just happened, didn't it? He almost sounds annoyed that she isn't spilling details. ]

[Korra is at her room now, and grabs the handle. Her grip tightens around the door knob as her muscles tense. I am not weak, I am not weak, I am not weak, I am definitely not weak!]

I dunno, drugs or something.
[Maybe not so much a lie. This is said in a harsh tone as the girl pushes her way into her room, and then slams the door shut. However if Tahno is close he might hear her immediately press her back against the door with a small 'thud.' Breathe, Korra. It's okay now. She's 'home'. She's... not safe, but no longer there.]

[ Tahno is about to ask yet another question when he finds the door shut in his face. It's abundantly clear that she isn't going to give him answers, so he drops the subject. He remembers the last conversation they had before arriving in Luceti; she never pressed him for details on what it was like to lose his bending, even though he's sure Korra (and every other bender out there) must have been curious. The least he can do is stop hassling Korra about her own traumatic experience.

He stays outside the door, raising his voice just enough to pass through it. It's something he's told himself every day since his own incident: ]

At least it's over.

[Korra pushes off the door, and rummages through a few drawers. She raises her voice as well, since it seems they're still talking.]

Yeah. There's that much. Hey... there any food in the house?
[She'll keep the dress as a reminder she still needs to heal herself later, but during this she slips on underpants and a sports bra. There. At least she's covered.]

Depends on what you want. We picked up some stuff earlier, but it's not like anything from home.

[ She probably knows that already, since she's been in this place longer than Tahno has, but he mentions it just in case. ]

Something filling!

[The Avatar shouts that as she exits the room. Now she's feeling more comfortable. They've moved to a different subject, and she doesn't feel too exposed.]

I don't think we have quite enough to fill a bottomless pit.

[ Might as try to lighten the mood. ]

Hey, at least I hog the bathroom for an hour for no reason.

No reason?

[ He motions towards his face. There's no eyeliner since he hasn't quite worked up the nerve to emulate his former self, and his hair's still a mess since he can't waterbend it into shape, but he looks lightyears better than when he first arrived here. The under-eye bags and stress lines formerly blemishing his skin are nowhere in sight. He works hard every morning to at least look a little less pathetic. ]

You can't tell me you didn't miss seeing this while you were gone.

[ Jokingly, of course. ]

Yeah, right. As if your face would be on my top five things I wanna see when I get back.

Would you like to try again?

[ He puts a hand up to his chin, rubbing it in mock contemplation. ]

Asami's face? Didn't think you swung that way.

I-! Wait, that-

That's not what I meant! Spirits, don't make it weird.

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