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Appointment's Post II

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

Old appointment's post can be found here.

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Can't have been too boring. [He turns his body away from her, seemingly regarding the rest of the store. His attention still remains on her, however, curious to see how she acts when she doesn't think anyone's watching her.] There's not enough collateral damage for that.

[ When he turns around, she starts to pick at her knuckles again, glancing out at the store anxiously. ]

Thought about trying to mix new flavors for the Slurpee machine, but I figured you'd kill me if I broke it.

[WATCH HIS SHOULDERS SHRUG UP LIKE AN IRRITATED CAT'S. With quick, even steps, he strides over to the slurpee machine as if to inspect it himself.]

Oi, oi, oi. Don't even joke about that.

[He can see her reflection in the window, from over here.]

[ She chuckles, even if her usual chutzpah isn't behind it. ]

Sorry, sorry. If I ever did, I know better than to tell you.

Ouch, right to the bone. You trust me that little?

[He says it in a joking manner, but there's a definite double meaning there.]

[ It gives her pause, but she tries to cover her pause with a shallow laugh. ]

I know how much you love the slurpee machine, actually.

That's fair enough. I'm more proud of it than I should be...

[Not laughing himself, he still trails off in a pleasant tone. He puts his hand on the top of the machine, looking it over by sense of touch. Korra's reflection is what he's watching still, through the window.]

You been sleeping okay, lately?

[ She straightens, surprised, but tries to cover it. ]

Me? Sure. I mean, when Naga isn't whining outside my window to get me up or Aang's waking me for airbending practice.

Jeez, how early is he getting you up? [He turns now, leaning against the slurpee machine. He drags two fingertips under his eyes, indicating the bags he sees beneath Korra's.]

[ She continues the bluff, even as her heartbeat picks up. Crap. ] Crack of dawn. It's an airbender thing.

Huh. [He seems to mull that over.] You didn't look as ragged last I saw you, a few weeks ago.

[ Crap crap crap. ] It's been a gradual thing?

[He frowns, giving her a glance. Somehow, he manages to sound both casual and blunt when he speaks again.]

I'm not going to force you to talk about anything, but I don't like being lied to. If you really don't trust me with how you're feeling, it's fine to say so.

[ Her expression turns pointed, smile fading. ]

I do trust you. There's just nothing wrong with me, okay?

If you say so. But there's nothing wrong about feeling upset either, after a thing like that.

[It might have been weeks ago, but he doesn't feel he really has to explain. Zompano. Anyone in the village would get what he means.]

I'd say most people in this village still are bothered by it.

[ But Korra plays dumb, for her pride's sake. ]

By what?

[Well fine, he won't be vague then.]

What happened during Zompano's invasion.

[Grabbing a cup, he decides to serve himself a Mountain Dew slurpee.]

Oh. [ She works at her knuckles absently again. ] Yeah. That was pretty messed up.

Experiments like that have happened before. This was to a completely different level. Even people who are used to how things go around here were troubled by it.

Yeah? What about you?

[ When all else fails, deflect! ]

[Casually blunt:] It messed me up pretty bad too, yeah.

That's too bad.

[ He can talk about it, if he wants - she won't stop him. But she isn't about to talk herself. ]

No one's immune, is the point. It was hard for people who've been here forever. Maybe harder for people who are newer here, like yourself.

So what if it was? It's over. It doesn't matter anymore.

Anything that bothers you is important. Depending on what it is, there's just different ways you have to handle it.

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