biffletime
When; November 23rd
Rating; PG
Characters; Korra, Chekov, and Asami
Summary; Mako has left the City, and the girls are understandably down. It's time for a girl's night. Well, girls plus Chekov.
Log; Even a few days later, it's hard to believe Mako's left the City. Korra looks up every time she hears the door, expecting to see him. She keeps kicking herself and wishing that her last words to him hadn't been "We can't be friends anymore." It almost feels like it's her fault he's gone.
There's also the issue of Asami. Korra's never had an actual friend of the human and female variety before... She's not sure what to do. She can handle crying just fine (an endless supply of tissues and hugs -- couldn't be simpler), but she doesn't know what to do about fake smiles and poorly hidden low spirits.
That's why she asked Chekov for help, and he had given her a checklist of things to do to comfort a friend after a breakup. Korra looks down at the list in her hands.
Chocolate? Yeah.
Ice cream? Yeah.
Tissues? Got it.
Movies? Ten of them. She had grabbed a few that were considered "girly" movies, but they looked boring, so she had picked up a bunch of action films too. Korra hasn't watched a lot of tv, but in her uneducated view, explosions make everything more interesting.
She glances at the clock. Chekov should be over any moment -- he'd promised to set up the dvd player before Asami got home from work.
She really hopes this works.
Rating; PG
Characters; Korra, Chekov, and Asami
Summary; Mako has left the City, and the girls are understandably down. It's time for a girl's night. Well, girls plus Chekov.
Log; Even a few days later, it's hard to believe Mako's left the City. Korra looks up every time she hears the door, expecting to see him. She keeps kicking herself and wishing that her last words to him hadn't been "We can't be friends anymore." It almost feels like it's her fault he's gone.
There's also the issue of Asami. Korra's never had an actual friend of the human and female variety before... She's not sure what to do. She can handle crying just fine (an endless supply of tissues and hugs -- couldn't be simpler), but she doesn't know what to do about fake smiles and poorly hidden low spirits.
That's why she asked Chekov for help, and he had given her a checklist of things to do to comfort a friend after a breakup. Korra looks down at the list in her hands.
Chocolate? Yeah.
Ice cream? Yeah.
Tissues? Got it.
Movies? Ten of them. She had grabbed a few that were considered "girly" movies, but they looked boring, so she had picked up a bunch of action films too. Korra hasn't watched a lot of tv, but in her uneducated view, explosions make everything more interesting.
She glances at the clock. Chekov should be over any moment -- he'd promised to set up the dvd player before Asami got home from work.
She really hopes this works.
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Mostly, though, he is visiting to make the DVD player work. And to deliver these daisies to Asami. It wasn't recommended by any lists he consulted but, in Russia, giving flowers to girls is very common.
He knocks on the door. Hopefully Korra actually has all of the parts of the DVD player.
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As such, she's late home, unknowingly giving Chekov and Korra time to set up.
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The tv and the dvd player are on the floor in the living room, already out of their packaging. She had tried to put them together herself for all of fifteen seconds. She points to them desperately.
"Make them work!"
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"Hello to you as well, Korra." He's already on the technology, daisies discarded in favor of making sure that nothing is broken. "I will, assuming this is all functional. Do you have everything?"
Everything will be set up in under a minute, Avatar-meddling notwithstanding.
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No need to worry about meddling -- she's going to sit back and let you handle everything. She knows when she's out of her league.
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"There is that." Chekov sits back and looks to Korra. "How is Asami?"
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"Not good," she says. "She spends a lot of time alone." Making Korra feel useless.
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Speaking of value and uselessness.
"Ah." But hope springs eternal. "She will feel better after tonight, surely...?"
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