o1, video & action (mako & asami sato)—

[flammiferous]

[Mako really thinks, for a while here, that test driving a used Satomobile is going to be the best way to segue from a month of occasionally exchanging pleasantries to something more substantial. He's in the process of earning his license, so driving is important; and if there's one thing he knows about his ex-girlfriend, it's that she knows cars.

In other words, this is perfectly impersonal.

But things never work out perfectly, do they? Mako notices that the sky is transforming from sunny to overcast in a matter of odd minutes, and then the Satomobile begins to act strangely. It's like his hands are irrelevant to the steering wheel. In fact, he tests it by lifting up his palms just an inch. It's moving on its own.]

Hey, Asami. I think something's wrong with the— [BLAM!!]



(video, showing just the inside of his pocket but the voices are clear as day.)

[A harsh jerk and a crunch of the metal frame cause him to bite the word out of his tongue. The seatbelt just barely saves him from knocking his head against the wheel. He tastes a tinge of something metallic as he opens his eyes to puffs of white powder settling on the distorted dashboard. The wind is knocked out of him but he doesn't waste time catching his breath.]

Are you alright?

[His passenger's first reply is a low moan as she slowly lifts her head, neck made tender by the sudden whiplash caused from impact. Asami opens her eyes a few moments later, using that time to gather her bearings and get a quick assessment of her body. Apart from an ache that's beginning to settle in where the seatbelt had bruised her shoulder and stomach, and a small cut from broken glass at her temple, she feels fine. ]

Fine... [Rather than ask the same of him, she opts to see it with her own eyes, looking him over critically. Once satisfied, she decides to glance around—

only to immediately jerk back in her seat, a large horse head jutting in from the broken window at her side. She sits stock still for a moment, but gradually begins to relax once she realizes it isn’t actually real... She knocks her hand against its snout curiously. Plastic.] What happened? Where are we?

[Mako's attention turns to the intrusive plastic horse head, then he slowly glances ahead to see where it came from. He could make a good guess towards a carnival, maybe, but he doesn’t want to answer her that. That’s crazy.]

You've got to be kidding me... [He murmurs it under his breath. Scrunches his face and wipes thin blood off his lip. After taking a moment to melt the jammed car door just enough to loosen it for a good kick open, he climbs out of his seat to assess the damage. Whatever clunky thing that aggravates his thigh is haphazardly discarded from his pocket and onto the driver's side car seat, mistaken for some piece of car.

For a good moment, he just stands there staring at the hood that scrunches up to the shattered windshield, the pieces of broken carousel, the door he just wrecked even further for their own survival, and forget about the gaping bystanders. He jabs a thumb at the destruction.]

How did I not see this coming? [And, more importantly, how is he going to pay for this!?]

[There’s a faint murmur from Asami as Mako worries himself over the damages.] I think it’s safe to say there was nothing wrong with the car before... [The driver on the other hand...

With a sigh, Asami wrangles herself free from her seatbelt, but there’s nothing to be done about the seat itself. Whatever damages had happened to the front of the car had apparently jammed the mechanism that allowed her to adjust the seat. With no way out on her side, she turns to the driver’s side and attempts to crawl into the seat, hoping to escape the way Mako had. That’s when she notices the contraption that had fallen out, and for the moment their predicament is forgotten in favor of curiosity.]

Hey, what’s this...? [She picks it up, allowing the network a clear view of her face (and the plastic horse just behind her), which looks immediately bewildered upon seeing her reflection staring back at her. Wait — is that even her reflection? It looks too crisp, almost like a picture—]

I don’t remember this being standard issue at the Police Force.

(ooc: BASICALLY they drove out of nowhere into a chunk of the carousel. Feel free to approach them or get in touch via video/voice/text!)

Comments

1/i'll let you know

[anatural]

[This is Korra's first day back at the Welcome Center since getting shot. Her doctor isn't entirely thrilled about it, but Korra talked him into it since all she really does there is sit around and look at the network. It's a sweet, sweet relief to finally be somewhere other than the Beach House or the hospital, even if it's still the most boring job in the world.

She's sitting there, idly stretching out and rubbing her recovering leg as she surfs through the network, looking for newcomers, when she comes across this.]

[anatural]

[No way.

Her stomach twists painfully at the sound of Mako's voice (You're over him, aren't you?), and when Asami's face comes onto the screen, it's like she's been punched in the gut. It's been months since she's seen the other girl, not since that strange weekend when there were three of her. Longer still since she's seen Mako. (She remembers the way they fought, how she told him they couldn't be friends anymore.)

Is it really them?]

[anatural]

I'M GOING TO PICK UP SOME NEWCOMERS, PENNY.

[She doesn't wait to see if her boss hears her, or for the inevitable protest of Korra you're injured let me do it instead. She grabs her cane and hurries outside, whistling for Naga to come. It takes the polar bear dog only a moment to get there from wherever she'd been staying to keep herself out of the way, but even that moment is too long. Korra curses her injuries yet again as she struggles to mount, but finally she's on.]

Mako and Asami are at the carousel. Let's go, girl!

[Naga takes off at a gentle gait, but that's too slow. Korra orders her to go faster. She'll pay for it later, she knows, but right now the only thing she cares about is getting to Mako & Asami now.]

end

[anatural]

[Naga will slow when she reaches the carousel, and Korra won't immediately dismount. Nor will she even know what to say.

They'll be forgiven if they don't find her the reassuring presence she wants to be. She's been here almost a year; there've been innumerable little changes as her body has continued to grow. There's also the fact that she's dressed completely differently. Only her hairstyle remains the same.]

1/2

[flammiferous]

[Mako reluctantly tears his attention away from the clusterfuck when Asami beckons him. With a sigh, he hunches over to peer into the car, arm supported on the top of the car frame. At first it looks extremely useless and irrelevant, but then he notices the peculiar movement on the screen and its buttons. He's inclined to take it.]

That's because it isn't. [But what is it? And he's sure he remembers throwing it out of his pocket, so how it got there is what concerns him more.]

[flammiferous]

[He can't focus on it for long, though. The gadget is intriguing, but it wouldn't matter if he had a purple, miniature, two-legged flying bison in his hand. Property damage that he might have to pay for will always steal his attention.

And then there's that other factor that can steal his attention a little quicker. It's hard not to notice a polar bear dog in the middle of a city.

Wait, Korra?

He thinks he's making eye contact with her.

Stunned. And it's a good thing he can't see the blue jeans or the cane. Ease him in nice and slowly, girl.

There's a little thinking about it, but he decides to do the Right Thing by stepping a few feet away from the car so that he can approach Korra, checking back briefly to make sure Asami isn't suddenly dead on the ground behind him or anything.]

Uhh. Hey. Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what're you doing here? I thought you were devoting the day to airbending training. [also this is like

really embarrassing]

video;

[riceballfruit]

That sounded loud! Are you all right?

video;

[flammiferous]

[He remembers seeing his own picture on the screen, but besides that, Mako truly has no idea what sorcery this little phone is capable of. He spends a moment glancing at any of the possible bystanders who could have addressed him before he even thinks to look down at his communicator, and even that's just a fluke.

Also, that's not his face.

He thumbs a smear of blood off his lip as he scowls down at the camera.]

Wait, come again?

video;

[riceballfruit]

[She looks a little timid at the expression. But, well, he was just in an accident - from the sound of it - it's natural he would be a little upset.]

I was asking if you're all right, sir? I can't help you today, but I might be able to get a hold of people that can.]

video;

[subecho]

[ And now for live commentary, as All That Is Going On - ]

Something bars pa -

[ Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand they've crashed. ]

...something no longer bars path!

video;

[flammiferous]

[Mako is just going to stand here and pretend he asked for this device and the strange faces that come with it. And also that he's witnessed a head of gold before.]

Yeah, terrific. This isn't a joke.

video;

[subecho]

Nor have I laughed.

[ ... ]

Much.

video;

[vavavroom]

[ worry not, thor, for by now asami has had enough time to dig around in her own pockets and VOILA! she's come across her own neat little device. unlike mako, she's a lot more excited to tinker with it —

and chat it up with the funny little faces that show up along the way. ]

Okay, I have to ask — how are you doing that?

video;

[subecho]

The... laughter? It is born to me. You open mouth, raise tongue - hold -

[ Demon... strating...

...and now the rest will have to come very muffled, because he must speak while... doign that... ]

- zhennnnnnn vhu vgo vahvahvahvahvah. Vahvahvahvhavhah. Vet vit?

action / later that night

[anatural]

[Korra's curled up outside with Naga, her eyes closed, taking comfort in the polar bear dog's warmth and the sound of the waves. Everyone else is asleep (she thinks, at least), which is good because she really just wants some time alone. Her head is spinning, her heart aching, and she can't tell up from down. This entire day has been a storm of emotion; she's ready for a break.]

action

[flammiferous]

Can't sleep?

[So much for her alone time. Despite everything that's happened during the day, despite even being an early sleeper, Mako stands outside with his hands in his pockets, looking at Naga's body and knowing full well Korra is on the other side.

He walks around and takes a seat next to her. His descent is stiff as the car accident catches up with him.]

[anatural]

[She's hit with a blindingly painful flash of memory.

I think you're amazing.

I think you're pretty amazing yourself. But you already know that.

She shakes the memory off and does her best to smile for him.]

I like the fresh air. [frowning a little as she watches how stiffly he sits down] You should be in bed, though. You've had a pretty long day.

video; /slips in late, i hope it's okay ;_;

[exaltate]

It is rather complicated, isn't it? At first, I had wondered if people were reduced to size and trapped in these boxes. It seemed like a cruel product of sorcery, but they are actually rather useful.

[ Yes, but that's not the important part... she was just sympathizing with their plight. She puts on a more serious face as she addresses the other thing. Yes. ]

Forgive my distraction ... are the both of you all right?

video; never too late!

[vavavroom]

We're fine. Just a little lost.

[ you needn't apologize to asami, lucina, for she's just as curious about this device as you were! ]

It's looking more and more like a crude hybrid between motion pictures and a telephone. Not necessarily sorcery but... definitely very interesting.

video; woot

[exaltate]

I am not quite sure how it works myself, but I have been managing to learn to use it for basic things. Perhaps, I can assist you in getting around, too.

[ She's done enough exploring of this place that she has some basic idea of the layout, though a map would be opportune in this situation. How has no one drawn one up until now... ]

Are there any notable land marks where you crashed?

video; always ok omg <33

[flammiferous]

[Blue hair? Asami, do you even see this??

At this point Mako is getting accustomed to these strange faces sticking their noses into his business. At least now he realizes they're trying to help, for the most part.]

We're fine. I take it you're seeing us just like we're seeing you.

video;

[exaltate]

[ ...Okay, he's staring at something on her face. Time to keep it cool. Don't get self-conscious here. ]

...Yes. I know it takes a bit of time to get used to, but these boxes help us communicate over great distances. Though, I must ask... I heard a strange noise before. It was like almost like a giant roar. Are you a beast-rider?

[lawbender]

It's not standard issue at the police force. The Republic City force, anyway.

[ Lin's voice is dry. She's not really sure how she feels about more of Korra's friends showing up, although she expects that Korra will be pleased. ]

[vavavroom]

[ —oh. not a face she'd expected to see, though probably one of the only familiar ones she's seen so far.

she feels just miiiiildly abashed about the offhanded police comment, whoops. ]

Shame... it looks fairly convenient. [ she straightens a little, despite herself. she nods a little in greeting. ] Chief Beifong.

[flammiferous]

[Now that's an endorsement Mako wants to see. If Lin can trust the device enough to use it, Mako can too.

Well, maybe. He's getting there.]

Hey, Chief. So what exactly is it, do you know?