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poly_chromatic2013-10-09 06:10 pm
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三十三
[ action - morning through afternoon ]
[Naga knows before Korra does: Mako's gone. While Korra's at work at the Welcome Center, the polar bear dog sniffs around town, just to confirm it. But all his scents are old over a day old, and she doesn't need to see the Hall of the Missing to know that he's nowhere in the City.
[ voice - filtered to Chekov - supremely hackable ]
[For once, Korra remembers how to do a filter, even when upset. It helps that, by this point, the pain is familiar enough to practically be normal. With Mako gone, she's once again alone in the City.
Except the weirdest part is, she's not actually alone. At this point, she's been in the City longer than she had been in Republic City; she's known Chekov and Hei longer than she had known Mako and Bolin. She doesn't feel as stranded as she had the first time all her friends had left.
That doesn't stop her from feeling lonely in the large Beach House, even with three dogs, eight cats, and five sheep to keep her busy. Which is why she dials Chekov.]
Can you come over tonight? Bring some of that vodka stuff.
[Sadness. Happiness. Sadness again. Her emotions are cycling around so quickly, she can hardly see straight. She's not a drinker by any stretch of the imagination, but right now she'd give just about anything for the world to just stop for a minute and let her catch up.]
[ooc: Open action with Naga during the day! Come run into a lonely polar bear dog.]
[Naga knows before Korra does: Mako's gone. While Korra's at work at the Welcome Center, the polar bear dog sniffs around town, just to confirm it. But all his scents are old over a day old, and she doesn't need to see the Hall of the Missing to know that he's nowhere in the City.
[ voice - filtered to Chekov - supremely hackable ]
[For once, Korra remembers how to do a filter, even when upset. It helps that, by this point, the pain is familiar enough to practically be normal. With Mako gone, she's once again alone in the City.
Except the weirdest part is, she's not actually alone. At this point, she's been in the City longer than she had been in Republic City; she's known Chekov and Hei longer than she had known Mako and Bolin. She doesn't feel as stranded as she had the first time all her friends had left.
That doesn't stop her from feeling lonely in the large Beach House, even with three dogs, eight cats, and five sheep to keep her busy. Which is why she dials Chekov.]
Can you come over tonight? Bring some of that vodka stuff.
[Sadness. Happiness. Sadness again. Her emotions are cycling around so quickly, she can hardly see straight. She's not a drinker by any stretch of the imagination, but right now she'd give just about anything for the world to just stop for a minute and let her catch up.]
[ooc: Open action with Naga during the day! Come run into a lonely polar bear dog.]
they're lady killers
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And besides, Naga's basically adorable regardless of size.
She holds her hands out palms down the way she might with a single one for a smaller dog to sniff.]
You gonna let me pet you, huh, pretty girl?
[No, she hasn't actually checked to confirm. It's just the guess from her gut.]
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Oi, Naga, watch it! [Yeah, Naga is kind of infamous in this area. She huffs at the man and then butts her head against Lydia's shoulder, because Lydia is much more fun than grumpy strangers.]
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[Her lunch abandoned, she gets off her feet again, walking around Naga and petting her to get a good look at how big she is and see if there's any indication of who owns her - she's big enough to ride!]
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Naga spins a little as she tries to follow Lydia while the girl circles her. Ears, woman! She wants it behind the ears!]
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A saddle, huh? Definitely means you go along with someone. [Laughing, as Naga follows her in a circle.] Okay, okay! I got it, Naga!
[She commits both hands to lavishing the large beast with scritches; Lydia is now starting to realize just how much she's missed having this kind of companionable affection from an animal.]
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Hey Naga. Who's your new friend?
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[Lydia beams. She's pretty curious.]
Are you Naga's person? I'm Lydia.
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