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[On the 24th Korra will find a box with her name on it, along with a holiday card that reads,]

Merry Christmas!
- Arrakis Faylare

[Inside there are two things, a small bag of chocolates and a personalized chess set!

Alice's chocolates are shaped like snowflakes and they are mildly spicy with a hint of cinnamon. Arrakis doesn't know Korra well yet but castlemates are like family to him and cinnamon is a comforting flavor for Arrakis.

Her chess set is made of clear crystal to resemble ice. The squares themselves are solid white and clear, with painted waves on the solid white squares. (all he knows is she's from a water tribe and has a polar bear dog so he went with a water and ice theme) The pieces mirror the board, with clear pieces and solid white ones. Arrakis debated for a long time which color would be considered black for chess and he eventually settled on the clear pieces so he carved his initials, AF, on the bottom of one of the clear knights.]

[Delivered to Korra's door by a giant owl is a box. Should she open it there it is filled with goodies to help survive the winter. There are two candles, one made of beeswax, bright and yellow, another is scented with cinnamon, orange, and pine. Next to the honey wand is a whole jar of honey that came from Aurora's bees, much like the beeswax honey. But it's not just honey and nuts, there is a sweet treat as well. Raspberry tarts are wrapped up safely to ensure they do not crumble.

In the box is a letter with elegant handwriting:]

Warmest and Joyous Yule Greetings to you, Korra.
May this help get you through winter to spring's awakening.
I wish you well.
Kindest of regards,
Princess Aurora

[Korra will receive a painted wood carving of herself, along with a message.]

Happy Holidays!
-Quasimodo

[ In the morning, Korra will receive a box with her name on it delivered by the mail mice. Inside the box is simple flower bracelet, and a short note. ]

Happy Holidays, Korra!

- Willow

[She finally finished it! Luz paints, as well as she can manage, representation of how she would see them, boldly facing a strange new world together].

Luz leaves this note.

I hope it looks enough like Asami! I wanted to show you that even if she's not here, she still made an impression that made you YOU. That you still keep a part of her in your heart even if she isn't here. Love always! -Luz

Edited 2024-01-01 08:47 (UTC)

[On Christmas morning, Korra will find at her door a delicate portrait of Jasmine and Aladdin's blue dragon, as he was when Korra met him. With the painting is a card inside a wax-sealed envelope with Korra's name scribed in elegant cursive on the front, in both Roman and Persian (کورا) alphabet. The card's message reads:]

Korra,

Thank you for everything you've done, both here and back home with keeping the peace. I remember how much you loved meeting Little Guy, since you rarely ever see dragons, so here's a token of that moment for you.

Let's meet again soon so I can see your own companion, Naga. I'll even bring Rajah!
Jasmine

Korra!

I have need of the Avatar's waterbending. Think you can lend a hand?

[ He's being a shit. Get 'im. ]

[Well, it's clearly a day that ends in y, then.]

Ok, sure. What's the job?

[ DOOR KICK.

The menace has arrived, big wide grin. ]

Alright! I made it!

[Which is absolutely to be expected, which is one reason that Naga is already waiting, and immediately thunders over with a big whuff sound. The scent is right, just...smaller.]

[So enjoy the licks, Toph, from the enormous floofy friend.]

[ Same smell, slightly less bog stench. Ideal really. ]

OOof!

[ She just holds her arms out in big T pose before she's bowled over and caught beneath the fluff, all but disappearing from Korra's view as the large dog-bear engulfs her in fluff and licks. Giggling and laughing can be heard. ]

[Yep, that works about as well as it always does. She giggle a bit, coming over and scratching Naga behind the ears.]

Hey, hey, make sure she can breathe. Affection-ed to death isn't the way for her to go.

Pffft- It's probably how I'd like to go. If I get to choose.

[ Grim humour is very much her thing. She reaches up when Naga lifts, ruffling into the fur with her hands.

For just a bit she actually looks like a kid having fun?! Not something many people are used to. ]

When did you get them back?

[That huge head certainly seems intent on nuzzling her good and proper. Huh, turns out there is something that can melt a Beifong Iceberg. Even Lin had bent a little.]

A while. Couldn't bring people from home, but...well.

[ Of all the Beifong's Korra's met, Toph may very well be the one most open to having fun. Even in her older age. But this girl? She's still a young teen... as hard as it is to imagine sometimes.

She likes to play pranks and laugh and have fun just as much as the next kid, even after finishing off a war. Maybe especially after. ]

Probably better not to. But Naga's nice!
Are they your spirit thingy?

[She nods.]

Yep. Found each other when we were very little. First polar bear dog in history to ever be tamed.

That's pretty neat!

[ Excuse her, she's busy mock-wrestling the polarbeardog. ]

I haven't been around in a while but... What have you been up to, anyway? It gets boring here sometimes.

Keeping to myself, really. It's weird, in a way. I'm still the Avatar yet...not.

[She sits, cross-legged, on the floor, leaning back on her hands.]

So I'm training again. A lot. I lost a lot of my physical strength after...well, a rather nasty incident you ended up helping with, after. Trying to get some of it back.

Huh?

Oh. Right.

[ She lets out a huff. There's been a few unfun events lately around this place. The 'glitches' are perhaps the least of her worries, half of them she can't even see. ]

How's your bending coming along, anyway? Managed to get it all back?

I hadn't really tried, if I'm honest. I've got my airbending and waterbending...and with you and the firebenders around...figured it wasn't all that necessary.

[The pause after she says that already says she has reconsidered.]

But...I dunno. Now I'm feeling it's...well, like things are changing.

[ The Naga ruffling continues, but slower now. Tophs finding a spot to get comfy and lean into the fluff. ]

Yeah?

Changing how?

[And she'll settle in against Naga's side, with a huff of air.]

I don't know. Just a feeling. Like we're in the quiet before the storm bit.

Hah.

[ There's something funny about it, at least to Toph. ]

We've BOTH been here too long. Whenever it's quiet it usually means somethings coming.
Has it been a month yet? That's about when stuff happens.

I think it's more we've both been in too many Huge Stakes Fights, but...yeah. Yeah, you're right.

[She relaxes a bit, reaching over her head to pet Naga.]

[ Toph lets out a huff, then falls back into the polar-dog's fluff with a lazy slump. ]

Yeah, that too.

It's hard to go from fighting in a war to... just, sitting around waiting.

I'd like at least a little less war.

Maybe some brush conflicts, little ones.

Pffft-

I just want more benders or something around. What's the point of being the worlds best metalbender if I cant even show off to anyone! They all just think it's magic!

[ She throws up her hands in exasperation, then falls backwards. ]

Ugh, yes, with the whole magic thing. They do not understand chi, or energy flow or anything.

[But she smiles.]

It'll be second best if and when I get my earthbending back.

[In teasing voice.]

Pfft, in your dreams.

[ She gives a playful scoff back. ]

This has been nice though. Got any plans for the rest of the day?

[She sighed, crossing her arms behind her head.]

Not a one. Which is weird to say, as an Avatar. How 'bout you?

Nah, totally bored. And Free.

[ She shrugs, kicking back with a lazy lean. Looks like she's imposing on Korra today. ]

Got anything good to eat here?

(( OOC: feel free to fade away here if you want! ))

Hey Korra,

I was wondering if you could help me with something. It's kind of personal. You don't have to if you don't want to, but it would be a big help, and I'm not sure I could do it as well by myself.

I want to try to get my bending back, and to honor the traditions that come with it. And I haven't done really done it since I got my tattoos, but I think it will help me to make the connection that I need.

I want to shave my head, could you help me?

[She smiles at the voice message, immediately returning it.]

You got it. Whatever help you want, I'll do it.

I want to shave my head. And begin with the basic forms again, the ones that we would do when you first came to Air Temple Island.

Ok, we can definitely do that. I can ask around about maybe getting some of the equipment, too. Must be some carpenters around.

Where and when?

I'd like to do it soon, but whenever you're available. I'll have to find something to cut my hair with first though, and a razor.

I'll bet there's people around who'd lend you what you need. They have some FANCY razors around here for shaving, especially from the Earth universes!

That does sound like it would make it easier.

[She grins.]

Trust me, it absolutely does. They've got a lot of stuff here that's a huge improvement over what we have. Like, imagine if Asami had improved every single grooming and hygiene product you could name.

Edited 2024-11-24 03:11 (UTC)

I kind of wish she was here. Everyone has mentioned all about how things are really improved, a few have invited to come watch movies, and even to go to an arcade.

But thank you for agreeing to help. It really means a lot.

On the night of the 24th the quiet flapping of wings could be heard outside as Arrakis delivered his gifts. He didn’t have his wind magic anymore so he couldn’t silence his approach completely as he quietly placed a box next to the door. He stifled a small shiver. By the goddess it got cold at night. He had more gifts to deliver though so he turned to leave. If you are fast you might catch him before he takes to the skies again.

Inside the box is a card written in fancy calligraphy:

Happy Holidays Korra,
Arrakis Faylare

Inside the box is a small bag of homemade chocolates shaped like a wave. The chocolates have a hint of cinnamon and a medium amount of spice this year.

It's touching to receive any gift, especially in dark days. And she's going to eat those entirely more quickly than she should. But hey, Avatar metabolism, right?

But that does mean reciprocation - so!

She'll make her way over and leave a rather nice bottle of the local wine on his doorstep, along with...well, she doesn't leave a card, but she does craft what is obvious a little snow-Korra. Not a good one, but hey! And it's holding a little ice heart with 'thk u' cut into it with a little dash of firebending.

If you're going to use your skills, might as well use them for fun every now and again.

The snow Korra is so cute! Arrakis makes a snow fort to protect the precious snow sculpture. He was freezing by the time he retreated inside, but he wasn't too cold to send Korra a thank you message for the wine and the cute gift.

[ There's something in the air that makes her uncomfortable, even though she said she'd be there soon. A certain smell. It's canine and everywhere. The cat's shoulders hunch, leaning forwards with a small twitch of her tail to glance around, arms dangling and ready to spring.

She takes a slow breath, then knocks on the door. ]

Hello?

[She opens the door a moment later, a smile on her face]

Hey, right on time. C'mon in, we're set up on the patio at the back.

And in passing the living room, Catra will undoubtedly notice the sleeping mountain of fur that is Naga.

"She's sleeping," Korra remarks, "but she loves making new friends. So if she wakes up, she'll definitely want to say hi."

"Hey- What's with-..."

She blinks, slowing down and tensing as she passes the dog... That was the smell, yeah. Her eyes narrow, stepping silently as she passes that room,only speaking once they're past.

"Yeeeah... I'd rather not." She's here for food not dog smothering! Anyway, onwards to food, right? She's not a huge talker sometimes.

She pushes open the two doors to the patio, where a small fire pit resides. There is no fire, at least not yet.

But a gesture of her hand, and a gout of flame lights the wood beneath the small grill she's set up.

"Right, so," she says - "Preferences? I've got beef, fish, and what I'm pretty sure is pork."

Nearby is a tray with mixed vegetables and such to taste with it, and some cheeses.

Catra flinches, glancing over the fire briefly before finding a spot to sit, body still a little tense.

"Not really. Food? Fish is nice." Military life, her food standards are pretty low. Ears flicker. "I'm letting you figure this out, just don't burn it or something."

Cue a shrug, legs kicking up as she lets the fire warm her up, eyes finally glancing back to Korra. "Or is that too hard?" Entirely playful, this time.

She laughs, sticking out her tongue.

"Ye of little faith," she replies, picking up a number of skewers, beginning to prepare the fish.

"And it's pretty easy when you're from where I'm from. We live down in the South Pole of my world, so learning how to effectively cook using fire is, well, kinda a proper skill. And I get to cheat a bit."

"Must be useful. Bet you made a lot of friends~"

Her tone's teasing as ever, just a hint of taunt in that glance back to her.

"What's the South Pole anyway? Like a giant statue, or decorated pole or something?"

She shrugs.

"Not really. I didn't have many friends growing up. Being the child of destiny who has to be protected from all sorts of threats did nooot exactly make it easy, there. And no, it's the magnetic south of our planet."

"Really? Bet everyone would have wanted you to be... or did you have to stay away because you couldn't trust them?"

She can't help but grin, that part, at least, sounds familiar. Totally ignoring the magnetic south part and pretending that makes sense. Her eyes trail away, watching the fish and meat getting set up and starting to cook instead.

Tail swish... swish.

"If you weren't the Avatar... what would you want to do?"

"Oh, no, I-"

She shakes her head.

"Didn't have friends growing up. I was...protected, from the time I was six years old. It was pretty lonely, in the end. I had Naga, but didn't really get to know people my own age until...well, I was sixteen."

She looked off into the distance as she thought about the question, too.

"If I weren't...heh, I've always been the Avatar. When the Avatar dies, they reincarnate into their next life. Hard to imagine being something other than I have been."

She's quiet after that, and then:

"I might have liked raising animals. Y'know, just stomping around a farm, raising critters. Something peaceful."

Catra's quiet for a moment, sharing a rare sympathetic glance as her legs bundle up, lifting to wrap her arms around so she can lean forward and rest her chin on her knees. Ears fold slightly flatter, matching the tone with a sadder look.

"So... what, you just did what you were told because it was your 'destiny' or whatever?" A shame her words don't match the sympathy in her eyes. It's a situation that frustrates her.

Still, the last bit catches her off guard, glancing up with a raised brow. Thankfully, Catra's world doesn't have that farmer stereotype to add an image to it, but it's still a little surprising.

"There's a couple farms here... Why not start your own?"

"It's...well, what I do is an inheritance. I remember being the Avatar, in a previous life. Or did. It's a long story. Suffice to say, I knew who I was and who I had been. And what it entailed."

She holds the first fish over the fire, gently using the other hand to move the flames just so. She gestures at some mixed seasonings near Catra.

"Hey, sprinkle some of those on, ok?" she says, before continuing.

"And I dunno, I might try. But this place...keeps reminding me of what I have to do, rather than what I might want."

Curious eyes follow the fish. It's pretty basic cooking, still a step up from her usual but, then, her standards have climbed a little since she got here. There's a slow tail flicker, arms folding across her chest and legs with a hint of a pout while Catra leans in.

Hmm, not too close to the fire. She sprinkles whatever smells good. mostly salt and some lighter spices, watching the flames crackle around anything that misses.

"I thought the whole point of this place was a fresh start... Nothing you do matters here. Right?" That's her thought, at least. They all return to their fate eventually.

"So why not-"

"Everything we do matters," she replies, disagreeing emphatically. "We're alive, here, now - and so are a lot of others. This place keeps...spawning horrors. Hurting people. I can't turn a blind eye to that for my own gain."

Or I wouldn't be me anymore, she keeps unsaid.

She places the fish on the ersatz grill, starting another. Once it's ready, she nods for the spices again and then - then she holds up her hands and the fire starts to spin slowly around the fish in a circle.

"Like this, right now. It matters, it's real." She pauses, offering a small smile.

"At least, I think so."

"Sure, and if we die we'll just come back. It'll suck. But it's the only reason to avoid it now." She shrugs. Really, avoiding pain is the biggest motivator to fight or survive here. If it were videogame lifey no one would care.

For now, food's their segue into a more pleasant topic, and Catra quiets down as the food gets cooking. It smells nice. Again, low standards, but it's food. Sharp mismatched eyes narrow on hers, and for a moment that interaction reminds her of something.

"Maybe..." There's a huff, but she's relenting for now, streeetching out and leaning back with a lazy curve. Maybe slightly showing off those dangerous claws. Just... ignore the slightly fluffy fur.

"So, what's the plan, just eat some food and grumble about this place?"

"Ugh, wouldn't the first time - that's been the last ten thousand years of the Avatar cycle. I used to remember every reincarnation, too," she replied.

She would be the first to admit she didn't fully understand Catra, or her body language, which was very definitely different - but food is a universal language, at least.

"Works for me," she adds in response - and offers over the first cooked skewer. "Great way to make friends. Food and grumbling about things. Heh, add a bit of talk about pro-bending and I'd be having a serious case of deja vu."

Catra's a bit of an odd case. Sometimes she seems friendly, but she flips between emotion states on a slightly unstable basis. Maybe Korra's too used to dogs and their straightforward nature.

Food works though, it's something she didn't really learn to enjoy until she got here. So she's sitting around and waiting, humouring this conversation with idle tail swishes. Mostly relaxed, from the look of it. She keeps the conversation away from herself.

"Pro bending? What do you mean?" Korra brought it up, so she may as well push those buttons.

"Oh, so, you know how benders can manipulate an element right? Well, Republic City - back home - had a pro-bending sports league...you're on a platform battling it out in teams of three! One Earthbender, one Firebender, one Waterbender. There's a bunch of other rules, but the basic one is: don't get knocked off."

She smiles, her look nostalgic.

"When I first got to Republic City, I met new friends who were Pro-Benders...they put me on their team, which was amazingly fun...and oooooh was I competitive back when I was sixteen, heh."

"uhhh... Kinda, sure." Lets pretend she knows at least. She's only met Korra. Her head bobs along, mostly listening with a raised brow and half-interested perk of her ears. Sounds like something a bit too specific.

"Right... Are you even allowed? If you're the ~all important avatar~?" Her tone jokes.

"Turns out nobody thought to write down a rule tellin' me no. Pretty much the first time nobody thought ahead on that one."

She grinned.

"It was so much fun, just getting to go guts-out against another team - and lemme tell you, none of them held back at all because I was the Avatar. That was probably the best part."

Being normal, in a way. For a while.

"Hah!" She cackles out a little laugh, nodding along with her usual fangy grin. She really likes fighting huh? Or getting to show off. Reminds her of someone.

"What else do you like to do, aside from fighting I guess?" Sharp blue and yellow eyes flash her way, amused and a bit more comfortable as the two settle down.

She smiles, in a bit of a distant way. "I'm kinda an adventure person, I guess - my girlfriend, back home? She taught me all about car racing - have you ever tried it?"

She holds up her hands as if using a steering wheel.

"You get in this fast four wheel vehicle called a car and go as fast as you can around a cool track, racing against other teams! I'm still terrible on my own, but it's so much fun!"

Definitely a bit of a thrill seeker, but...

"I think it's the time with my friends that's been the best - I miss them a lot here."

Pause. An ear perks up. Girlfriend?

Huh... There's a mix between amusement, confusion, then a little distant frown. Ahem.

Catra's expression settles, reflecting for a moment, then leaning back with a shrug.

"Never driven a car. But we had similar things back home..." She trails away for a moment. "Never really had friends. Not that I need them but- Anyway. Sorry you're stuck here."

She's at least trying to be sympathetic rather than dismissive.

"Has it been alright, being here?"

She tilts her head at part of that, but chooses to let it go for the moment. Besides, the first food is ready, isn't it?

"Aside from missing people? Yeah. There's good people here. Jinora's from my universe, as it happens, if you run into her. And then there's Luz...who I swear is like having a little sister. So at least I can help people I care about. Until...well, whatever comes, I guess."

She offers over some rather wonderfully cooked meat, with a smile.

In fairness, Catra often says things that are 'mildly concerning' that people choose to just let go. It's easier than trying to dig the information out of her. Her ears perk up slightly,

"Never heard of Jinora... but I know Luz. She's alright I guess-" Her shoulders lift with a shrug, playing off any familiarity they might have. The fish is a welcome distraction, immediately catching Catra's eyes as she picks out a skewer, lifting it to give a few testing sniffs before chomping in.

Sharp kitty fangs bite away at the fish with all the grace of... well, a cat munching on food, silent for a moment despite the slight swish of her tail while she eats, occasionally peeking up at Korra with a glance.

It might be tasty. Shut up.

As she reaches for her own, the now-prepared chicken skewers ready to go next, it might be a little bit surprising how eagerly and carnivorously she digs in.

"Mmm, not bad," she says, "just wish I had some of the spices I had back home. Fire Nation spices would really give this some kick."

"You could always wish for some." She says it offhandedly, barely thinking before she shrugs and glances up, chewing through a mouthful and peeering over Korra for a long, long moment.

"So what else do you want to have her? Aside from people I guess." She's letting Korra do the talking, mostly, easier than talking about herself. The trick is getting the avatar to actually talk about herself.

Fish BITE-

...Well why hadn't that most obvious of things occurred to her.

"Huh, right, you're...right."

Well, that'll take some thinking on her part.

"Pictures, I guess. Reminders. Little bits of home, I guess. I never had much in the way of possessions, so...not sure what I'd ask for, there."

Catra looks up, halfway through a mouthful of fish and frowning slightly. Her ears flicker with a hint of irritation.

"Yeah. What's the point of being able to wish for things if we can't have anything we ACTUALLY want?" She rolls her eyes and takes another big bite, her tail thumping lightly to one side with a grumpy flick.

"Are you bored here?"

"A little?" she replies. "But...yeah, sure, things were exciting back home - but I also had to fight so much."

She sighs, looking at Catra with a lopsided smile as the first chicken skewers get finalized.

"Is it bad I sort of wish my friends were here? This place is a vacation compared to the last few years back home."

What's with that look...? Her ears twitch, meeting it with mismatched eyes for a second before she glances away. Very intently looking at the food.

"Maybe. Sometimes things here suck. But it's probably better than a lot of places too."

Bitterly, she's reflecting on her lack of friends to want to bring here.

She offers over the first of the chicken sticks.

"You're right about that. I can think of a couple places I'd rather not see again. Or people I get really tired of having to deal with."

"And at least I get to make new friends," she adds, pointedly waggling the stick a bit.

[ Something something something. Innuendo. ]

Catra scoffs "You can say that again!"

Then her ear twitches, peeking one eye over and raising a brow as the skewer wiggles in the air. Like a meaty cat toy.

Hmm-

She snatches it out with a small huff before taking a generous bite.

"I guess..." That's more progress than Korra might realize.

Definitely more than she realizes, but for the moment, she takes a bite of her own skewer.

"I suppose that should be a toast, but - drinks. What would you like? I've got water and...juices, I guess."

Her head lifts after a few bites. For a moment Korra has two bright mismatched eyes peeering up at her. Blink- A small pause before:

"What kinda juice?" Spoken between a mouthful. Her tail swishes behind her.

"Uhhh...."

She reaches down and pulls up three selections, with a shrug of her shoulders - and nearly dropping one.

"Any of these strike your fancy?"

Lean. Sniff sniff sniff. She scans over the options before pointing at the reddish one.

"Whatever that is, smells good-"

And while Korra's doing that, she's nabbing a little more food, chomping away with the selfish greed of a cat. The moment of low pressure silence does give her a moment to ask, though.

"So... what's with that big dog-thing?"

With a nod, she pours out a glass. She hands it over to Catra as she responds.

"That's Naga, she's a polar bear dog. When I was still very little, I found her lost in a snowstorm. Spent the night staying warm in a shelter I built out of the snow...she's the only tame polar bear dog ever known. Avatars tend to find animal partners...and she's mine. Or I'm hers, really, it's hard to tell some days, heh."

Her tail flickers. Dog she knows, bear, kindof? all those words in combination sound a bit odd. But then, alien, what does she know?

"Pft. Right-" She's running low on questions to keep the awkward silence away, but her head nods, sipping away at the drink offered between bites. Maybe silence isn't quite so bad. Curious eyes flicker over Korra before returning to her food.

Silence can be good, and she doesn't mind it. She's learned that, over the years. But...

"Still don't know much about you," she replies, with a smile. "I'd be happy to hear more. Whatever you're willing to tell, really."

Catra's eyes flicker up to Korra's for a brief second before turning away with a guilty look like she doesn't deserve the smile.

"You never asked... There's not much good to say." Her bratty independent act isn't holding up. She's never been good at talking about herself.

"I don't even know what to tell you-" The basics, maybe? "I'm from a planet called Etheria, and spent my life growing up in the Horde army."

"Hey," she says, reaching out a hand to - if allowed - touch her shoulder.

"Good or bad, it's you, and that's the person I'm trying to get to know. So. Etheria. The Horde. Got that so far. Doesn't sound like a fun way to grow up?"

Catra flinches, leaning back slightly before the tension in her shoulders fades. It's a sign of something, maybe trust, that she lets Korra leave her hand there. A mix of that body-suit she tends to prefer and the ~~surprisingly soft~~ fluff of her shoulder.

"... It's the only one I know, so hard to say. The Horde wasn't that bad, alone. It's just an army. We have food, shelter, beds." Her ears fold back, slowly sinking down as she finishes off her food. NOW she's avoiding eye contact. "Hordak's bad, but he's just your average angry leader. Shadow Weaver, though... I think she made it her life goal to try and make me miserable."

Edited (icon) 2025-06-23 02:48 (UTC)

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