Korra (
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poly_chromatic2012-10-21 08:29 pm
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[After a week gone, Korra finally has her head screwed on straight -- sort of. She still doesn't feel ready to face her friends, their worries and their questions, but she knows she can't put it off any more.
She sneaks into the apartment, hoping that nobody's there.]
[voice]
H-hey Chekov. Sorry I've missed our sessions. Can we meet up later this afternoon?
[Korra tries to turn off the device, but accidentally flicks the video on. For a few seconds you can see her -- her eyes are dark and sunken, and there's a gray cast to her skin, a subtle loss of color that anyone who's known the City dead would recognize.
She quickly closes the device.]
[After a week gone, Korra finally has her head screwed on straight -- sort of. She still doesn't feel ready to face her friends, their worries and their questions, but she knows she can't put it off any more.
She sneaks into the apartment, hoping that nobody's there.]
[voice]
H-hey Chekov. Sorry I've missed our sessions. Can we meet up later this afternoon?
[Korra tries to turn off the device, but accidentally flicks the video on. For a few seconds you can see her -- her eyes are dark and sunken, and there's a gray cast to her skin, a subtle loss of color that anyone who's known the City dead would recognize.
She quickly closes the device.]
[action]
It's...kinda hard to explain.
[I'm dead. There's really no way to say that and have it make sense.]