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[bookbending]

[Jinora knows this place.

The eleven year-old stands in the snow near a familiar fountain, gathering scattered memories of the City and reconciling them with the last six months spent at home. A lot has happened at home, but how much has happened here? She simultaneously feels that she’s been here very recently and a long time ago. But no, time must have passed here. It was spring or summer when she was here last, and now it’s snowing.

Jinora’s grateful for the warm clothes that she’s wearing. If she had been taken from the temperate Air Temple Island instead of the chilly South Pole, finding herself in a cold, half-remembered world would be far more unpleasant. She’s also grateful for the boxy device that she finds in the folds of her heavy robes. It’s still way more sophisticated than the radios at home, but her fingers remember which buttons to touch to send out an audio message.]

This is Jinora. I don’t know if anyone remembers me, but if you know anyone from Republic City or Air Temple Island or if Korra’s still here, could you tell them I’m here, please? I don’t know how good they are at working these things.

Thank you.

[She returns the device to her robe and waits patiently and calmly for any kind of response. Jinora isn’t afraid of being away from home this time. After getting lost in the spirit world and almost seeing the world end, this is easy.]


[ooc: Jinora will remember her previous time in the City, but it will be a bit foggy. She's six months older and a bit more mature; her app has details for crazy people who are curious!]

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[anatural]

[Wait a minute...Korra knows that voice.

She's making her usual rounds, checking the fountain for new arrivals who need help. She doesn't hope to find people she knows; she doesn't really want them here. Life in the city is too complicated and painful, and she's changed too much since she saw them last. Jinora in particular is the last person she wants to see (except maybe Tenzin).

That doesn't stop her heart from...well, stopping. That is definitely Jinora. A little older than she remembers, but no different.]

Jinora!

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[bookbending]

Korra!

[From zen to a giddy and happy in no time! Jinora flings herself at Korra for a hug.

She remembers that this Korra is from (what is to her) a long time ago, and has changed in a lot of ways. That doesn't really matter, though. Korra is Korra.]

[anatural]

[Korra catches the younger girl and swings her around.]

You're back! I can't believe it!

[bookbending]

[Jinora laughs, quite pleased in spite of the situation.]

And I can't believe you're still here! So much happened, I can't wait until you get to see it yourself!

[anatural]

Yeah. [Assuming, you know, it ever happens, which Korra kind of doubts.] Anything new from the last time you visited? [Then she remembers Oh. Yeah. I should probably put her down. and sets Jinora back on her feet.]

[bookbending]

Everything's new.

[Well, okay, fine. Jinora smooths her robes down fussily in an eerie imitation of her father.]

How long was I gone? There wasn't snow before.

[anatural]

About two months, I think. How long has it been for you?

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[thefavorite]

Did you find who you were looking for?

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[bookbending]

I found one of them! I think she's the only one here.

You sound familiar.

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[thefavorite]

I'm Dewey. I met you before, when I first got here.

Did you go home?

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[bookbending]

Okay, I remember. I'm Jinora.

Yes. It feels like I was gone for a long time.

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[thefavorite]

It kind of was? I mean, that was last May and it's February now.

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[bookbending]

Our calendars don't work like that at home.

[Which is her way of saying that she has no idea how long that is. She wasn't here long enough last time to memorize the kind of calendar the City uses.]

Did I ask you how old you are?

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[mortemscintilla]

[ Hei's good with faces and voices; part of the job. So even without the introductions and names mentioned in the post, he recognizes that piping number straight off. ]

[ The feed clicks on to 'Li's smiling face, a thumbprint of white on his nose. (He's baking a cake, not snorting a line of coke. We swear.) ]

Ah!

Jinora -- hello.

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[bookbending]

Hello, Li.

[And he gets a smile. Jinora found out last time that he's not as dumb as he pretends to be, which is good.]

You have something on your nose.

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[mortemscintilla]

I -- huh?

[ Self-consciously, he scrubs both hands, whitened with flour, across his nose. Except now half his face is streaked in the stuff. (This time he really looks like he succumbed to a cocaine pusher. Or was plunged face-down into a geisha's make-up bag.) ]

Did I get it?

[ ... Didn't you miss him, Jinora? ]

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[bookbending]

[This face. Forever this face.]

Yep, you got it.

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[mortemscintilla]

Oh. Good.

[ He smiles, a shining example of cheer and stupidity. ]

Have you run into Korra yet? She'll be really glad to see you.

[ That, and the unenviable task of explaining that 'Li' and his kid sister are living at the Beach House can fall squarely on her shoulders. Hey, they're strong shoulders. They can take it. ]

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[bookbending]

[She doesn't get Li. She knows he can be smart. What is this even.]

She found me. We're still catching up. A lot of things happened at home.

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[moonlitrequiem]

I did not meet you before, but welcome back to the City, Jinora.

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[bookbending]

Thank you. What's your name?

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[moonlitrequiem]

[She probably should say, 'you're welcome,' but instead there's just a bland look. At least she speaks again at all.]

Yin.

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[bookbending]

It's nice to meet you, Yin.

How old are you?

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[moonlitrequiem]

[There's a lack of the kind of response one should expect after such a greeting, but Yin still hasn't quite grasped the need for all of that, 'nice to meet you, too' etiquette.]

Eighteen.

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[bookbending]

I'm eleven.

[Jinora's younger siblings can be special, too. She can roll with it.

It's not like Yin's fartbending or anything.]