十八

[anatural]

[action]
[It's dawn when Korra trudges back to the apartment. She's limping slightly, having discarded her bloody shovel blocks away.

She'd done it. Tenzin, Bolin, Asami, Mako. They're all gone. It had bothered her at first, but now she's okay. She'd done what she had to do. It's her job as the Avatar to protect people, and that's what she had done. This shouldn't bother her. This doesn't bother her.

Seriously. She's okay.]

[video]
[She's panicked and scared and who cares about filters Naga is sick.]

Setsuna, I need a doctor. Naga's sick.

[If anything happens to Naga, she doesn't know what she'll do.]


[action]
[All hours are visiting hours in Korra's backyard!

Wednesday: The height of Naga's fever
Thursday: Naga's fever has broken, but she's still very ill
Friday: Naga is exhausted but recovering

If you're a friend of Naga -- or just passing by -- you can stop by any time!]

Comments

[anatural]

[She just stares at him. Somehow, this whole thing feels incredibly surreal.]

Yeah, I'm fine. [That's not what he asked. She doesn't actually remember what he asked. She wasn't actually listening.]

[haring_to_go]

[ it does feel as though he's been caught sneaking out of the maid's chambers, even if it was for purely innocuous means. He had been counting linens at the time and had suspected they'd been squirreled away in part...

Ahem ] I'm glad to hear that. [ he backed up another step ] And your, uh... pet? [ sweatdrop ]

[anatural]

[Why is he backing away from her like she's going to eat him?]

Y-yeah, I think she's going to be okay.

[She strokes Naga's fur.]

Did you come to check up on her?

[haring_to_go]

[ because her pet very well might? ]

I, um... [ his shoulders droop ] I was worried. [ because even though Naga had tried to eat him once, she hadn't and he was most grateful for it. ]

[anatural]

[Don't worry, Liam. Naga may be recovering, but you're too much meal for her right now. I mean, she would never.

She smiles -- weak, but sincere and touched.]

Thank you. That means a lot.

[haring_to_go]

[ he blushed then and then carefully turned his head to hide it ] It means very little; there was nothing we could do for her but wait.

[ The ghouls were still a crisis, but slowly, slowly, there was hope of turning the City back to it's normal, troublesome routines. ]

[anatural]

I'm glad she has friends, though. [She didn't realize she had so many friends, either of them. In the South Pole, it had just been Naga. In Republic City, it had been just Bolin, Mako, and Asami. In the City, that number has doubled. It's amazing.]

[haring_to_go]

[ being thrown out of one's comfort zones does wonder for the need for companionship ][ a great many indeed. a dog can never have to many bones. ]

[ he clears his throat ]

If more complications arrive, will you let me know?

[anatural]

Sure. Make sure to stop by sometime when she's feeling better. I'm sure she'd love to see you.

[haring_to_go]

[ he locks up ]

Uh, that... are you sure?

[ because he still remembers that first meeting. How could he not? ]

[anatural]

Of course. [Why wouldn't she be?]

[haring_to_go]

...

And that wouldn't be because she's hungry? [ a perfectly legitimate question ]

[anatural]

................Naga doesn't eat people.

[Don't be yet another person she's had this conversation with, okay? The last person she did...well, it got complicated. If you're secretly a Contractor, Liam, she's fucked.]

[haring_to_go]

[ does the ability to fake one's own death count? ]

Oh, no... of course she doesn't. [ ahem, how could he even imply such a thing? ] She does seem to, uh... enjoy licking it seems. [ nope, no implication there ]

[anatural]

[Probably not. As long as you aren't threatening anyone to hide your secrets.]

It's how she shows affection.

[haring_to_go]

[ secrets, Liam has discovered, are best never spoken of should they need to be kept ]

... It's a little discomfiting.

[anatural]

You get used to it.

[haring_to_go]

[ he frowns ]

It's unsanitary.

[ and no amount of handkerchiefs can fix it! ]

[anatural]

It's just spit.

[A little gross, maybe, but not that big a deal.]