( ah, bravo! korra gives a delighted clap at the showy gesture, starry eyes of the girl who first listened to mako play on the radio all those years ago evident on her features. it's been a long, long time since she's fought with mako - an equally long time since she's seen him. you know, actually have fun with bending. seeing him with a smile on his face and fire in his heart tickles an ancient thing in her, long since buried. maybe it's risen a few layers up the earth's core since they've been here. maybe.
it's a fleeting praise. korra doesn't respond to him. she's idolizing him one second, and in the next there are the quickfire sweeps of her punches, one-two, fireballs flying out of her knuckles and to mako in rapid succession. she's too far away for it to be actually harmful, but it does set the field. she's here to play! put 'em up, big guy. )
You know, you didn't dance with me at Varrick's wedding.
( so it's ... time to dance now!! this is more their speed, anyway. )
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it's a fleeting praise. korra doesn't respond to him. she's idolizing him one second, and in the next there are the quickfire sweeps of her punches, one-two, fireballs flying out of her knuckles and to mako in rapid succession. she's too far away for it to be actually harmful, but it does set the field. she's here to play! put 'em up, big guy. )
You know, you didn't dance with me at Varrick's wedding.
( so it's ... time to dance now!! this is more their speed, anyway. )