video; circus side-show freak

[riches]

[ The first thing that rips through the network is a woman's frantic screaming along with the sound of metal being bashed into. Bones popping can be heard underneath all that, a sound like wet silk tearing causing her sob. ]

Let me go, let me go! Stop it, please, please ... !

[ The video swerves away from a nondescript wall to catch sight of her shapely legs splitting at the muscle as bones reform into a grotesque satyr-like lower-half (It hurts, it hurts, stopstopstop!). Shrieking in fright, the cloven hooves lash out and kick wildly as she tries to escape her own body, dragging herself backwards from the spectators across scant hay over a hard wooden floor. The screen draws back, revealing her to be caged at the circus, now a freak as penance for driving over a doe a few days prior. To the coaxing of a dark figure laughing lowly under his breath, it's adrenaline and horror driving her to stand up, shaky as a fawn clattering heavily against one side of the bars when her sense of balance gives out.

Hands fly to her face as she backs away into a corner, crying freely in distress and trying to tuck away the new limbs still covered in the blood of her last. The communicator is tossed at her knees. ]

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PERMA ACTION

[firesneeze]

[ Oh boy is he ready to lose his cool even further at the 'JUST CHILL OUT', but her words following that stop him short. Mako stares at her, opens his mouth to respond, and then there's Naga.

His communicator goes off in that moment, taking away his attention from the polar bear dog. His eyes widen. He goes to type out a reply. And then-- ]

It's Sif. She says Asami's at the City Solutions building. Do you know where that is? [ Mako looks between Korra and Naga to Korra again, his grip tight on his device. ]

PERMA ACTION

[anatural]

Yeah. [She's passed it more than once while wandering the City.

She swings up on Naga and reaches a hand out to Mako.]

Come on.

PERMA ACTION

[firesneeze]

[ Mako takes the extended hand, gripping at the saddle with the other as he pushes off the ground to get up there behind her. His hands settle at the curve of her hips rather than to the back of the saddle behind him. ]

Let's go!

PERMA ACTION

[anatural]

Naga, go!

[And they're off, galloping through the City, heading straight for City Solutions.]