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[This weekend, Jinora is an adult. The airbender has the distinctive blue arrow tattoos given to those who master the art and she's at least a decade older than she normally is. Regardless, most who know her would be able to recognize her. It's peculiar; she aged physically and mentally overnight, but her memory hasn't changed at all.

That mystery isn't the one she's concerned with. Sunday afternoon finds her on the beach, contemplating the relationships between the various bending arts. Jinora's brain seems to have aged along with her body. She feels more insightful, more capable of drawing her own conclusions rather than repeating what her father has taught her. She has every intention of using this greater insight to the fullest. As a ten year-old, she had been struggling with what she had been taught about bending, suspecting that she was missing something significant. Now her thoughts seem freer and clearer.

Jinora may also be avoiding a four year-old Korra. Getting her thoughts straight with a little Avatar present was all but impossible. She hasn't wandered far, though.

Occupied as she is, Jinora's paying little attention to her surroundings, eyes focused on the rhythmic movement of the ocean waves.]

[ooc: Action only, please! (Look, she doesn't get the network.)]

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Are you a good water monster or a bad water monster?

Good! [Indignant. She's the Avatar!]

That's good. I don't want to have to airbend you. That's the best way to get rid of bad water monsters.

You can't airbend a water monster. [She lets the monster facade fall.]

I could blast it away.

[Jinora isn't above doing a few tricks to entertain the little Avatar. With a fluid sweep of one hand, she sends a jet of air into the ocean well away from Korra. The splash is magnificent.]

But that's only for bad water monsters.

[DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE.]

DO IT AGAIN!

I don't think so. [She gives little Korra an indulgent smile.] Benders aren't supposed to show off too much.

Awwwwwwwwwww. [Korra throws herself to the ground with melodramatic disappointment.]

[Sigh.]

Isn't there anything you like to do that's not bending?

[Korra stares at Jinora, as though she doesn't even understand the question.]

Oookay. How about a song?

[....she's listening.]

[Jinora focuses, appears to concentrate, and--]

Secret tunnel!
Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret, secret, secret, secret tunnel!

[--sings the chorus in the loudest and most obnoxious way she possibly can.]

[Korra busts out laughing and playfully covers her ears.]

STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!

But it's one of my favorite songs! Maybe I should take you prisoner and sing it to you over and over.

[She moves to sweep Korra up in a hug.]

[Korra lets herself get swept up, wiggling and laughing]

Noooo doooon't!

Too late!

[She swings the little Avatar around and--]

Secret tunnel!
Secret tunnel!

[and suddenly, baby Korra is singing along, extremely out of tune and very, VERY loudly]

SECRET, SECRET, SECRET, SECRET TUNNNEEEEEEEEEL!

[The airbender returns Korra to the ground, laughing.]

You do know that one! You're all kinds of trouble, aren't you?

Noooooooooooooooooooooo. [Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssss.]

I think you aaaaaare.

[Jinora flops back down to the ground, not at all concerned with calm dignity at the moment.]

Korra, what's your favorite game?

BENDING!

Isn't there anything else you like to do?