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eachdraidh2014-08-30 09:27 pm
bolincredible) wrote in eachdraidh2014-08-30 09:27 pm
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[ GOOD…… late night or super early morning, network. Witness the amazing Fire Ferrets in their natural habitat, if a bit sleep-mussed and underdressed. (Understatement, tbh.) Come on, if your pajamas aren’t “be shirtless” or “in a sports bra”, you’re just not doing things Republic City style in this weather.
The scene set in the rather large room is unnerving at best. Splashed against the background are scorch marks from recent firebending, and shadows are cast from the ripped and torn flooring — it looks like there was one hell of a fight. Off to the left, there’s a soft glow as Korra tries to heal a deep wound on her arm with her waterbending and Mako, holding a small flame in his hand for light, crouches over a dark, suspiciously person shaped thing on the floor. Next to it are two other suspiciously person shaped things, also not moving in a very “dead” fashion.
As Mako makes notes in a small logbook, he and Korra seem to be having something of a disagreement, with Korra hissing angrily and Mako trying to calm her down with steady, hushed tones. While they talk, he meticulously searches through the clothes on the things — let’s be honest, they’re corpses, three of them, lying on the bedroom floor — gathering the evidence he finds and apparently writing it down in his little book. He adds whatever he finds to a growing pile of trinkets... which at this point consists largely of knives, garotting rope, and other sketchy murderous tools. With a soft trill, the two cats who adopted Mako jump up on the bed, looking shaken and huddling protectively around a small green and gold snakelike creature. Naga, on the other hand, seems to be licking something from her lips with her long tongue, looking quite proud of herself, tail absently tapping on the mattress behind the kittens.
Bolin, looking suitably confused and sporting an oddly smug Pabu-scarf, is taking up the foreground and accepting the responsibility of having his priorities in place. Unlike some people, wow. ]
Uhhhh. Hey. So my name’s Bolin. Nice to meet you if I haven’t already met you. Nice to see you again if I have? [ You know, whichever. ] Got a quick question for anyone who could answer, it’d be great to have it cleared up: is there like a... running history of people getting a pet back for a boon, only then a month later it turns out that their pet can also grow about eight feet and tackle an assassin? Just. Just wondering.
[ He stops. Glances back at Mako and Korra. Purses his lips, and turns back. ]
Okay, so, one more question. About the assassin thing. Like… are they also a thing with a running history here?
[ in the background, the dead body rummaging and healing krew has finished their argument, and in the ensuing silence, you can hear their last snippy comments before the feed ends. ]
At least no one was kidnapped.
[ Mako says, completely deadpan. Korra’s eyes narrow and she shoots back: ]
Or arrested, huh Officer?
[ WOW, RUDE, KORRA. ]
The scene set in the rather large room is unnerving at best. Splashed against the background are scorch marks from recent firebending, and shadows are cast from the ripped and torn flooring — it looks like there was one hell of a fight. Off to the left, there’s a soft glow as Korra tries to heal a deep wound on her arm with her waterbending and Mako, holding a small flame in his hand for light, crouches over a dark, suspiciously person shaped thing on the floor. Next to it are two other suspiciously person shaped things, also not moving in a very “dead” fashion.
As Mako makes notes in a small logbook, he and Korra seem to be having something of a disagreement, with Korra hissing angrily and Mako trying to calm her down with steady, hushed tones. While they talk, he meticulously searches through the clothes on the things — let’s be honest, they’re corpses, three of them, lying on the bedroom floor — gathering the evidence he finds and apparently writing it down in his little book. He adds whatever he finds to a growing pile of trinkets... which at this point consists largely of knives, garotting rope, and other sketchy murderous tools. With a soft trill, the two cats who adopted Mako jump up on the bed, looking shaken and huddling protectively around a small green and gold snakelike creature. Naga, on the other hand, seems to be licking something from her lips with her long tongue, looking quite proud of herself, tail absently tapping on the mattress behind the kittens.
Bolin, looking suitably confused and sporting an oddly smug Pabu-scarf, is taking up the foreground and accepting the responsibility of having his priorities in place. Unlike some people, wow. ]
Uhhhh. Hey. So my name’s Bolin. Nice to meet you if I haven’t already met you. Nice to see you again if I have? [ You know, whichever. ] Got a quick question for anyone who could answer, it’d be great to have it cleared up: is there like a... running history of people getting a pet back for a boon, only then a month later it turns out that their pet can also grow about eight feet and tackle an assassin? Just. Just wondering.
[ He stops. Glances back at Mako and Korra. Purses his lips, and turns back. ]
Okay, so, one more question. About the assassin thing. Like… are they also a thing with a running history here?
[ in the background, the dead body rummaging and healing krew has finished their argument, and in the ensuing silence, you can hear their last snippy comments before the feed ends. ]
At least no one was kidnapped.
[ Mako says, completely deadpan. Korra’s eyes narrow and she shoots back: ]
Or arrested, huh Officer?
[ WOW, RUDE, KORRA. ]
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he'd be throwing his hands up and just going back to bed rn, because he obviously doesn't have the education required to follow this stuff. ]
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[ He sighs. ]
I'm going to talk to Alyosha. I'll let you know what she says.
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Which he's not wearing now, either. Oops. ]
Thanks. You too -- all of you. [ Pause. ] You're going to have to show me Pabu's size trick, at some point.
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No worries there. You've got first dibs on front row seats. Juuuust as soon as I make sure it won't make him explode in the future. [ Since Pabu is his closest approximation of feeling parental concern towards someone and all. ]
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Like- literally explode?
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[ Bolin, John's pretty sure that Korra and Mako always have time to argue. ]
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That's for sure. I mean, someone blowing Pabu up would make me pretty mad. Even if he was fine after it. [ Mostly sad and happy to have a non-dead ferret, but definitely mad. See, limits to his temper do exist! He fishes out the first sheet and haphazardly sort of chucks it over the snake-looking guy until he can find enough for all of them. Bolin's hope is to not have to ask any fairies about this, because that would be all kinds of hard to explain. ]
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Not that he'll admit that. ]
... Maybe I should let you. Do that.
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Uhhhhhh. Yes. Yeah. That might- I mean, it's not that it's not great to hear from you! Totally glad to know you're doing okay! Like hey, feel free to call and catch up anytime! [ The cheer may be a little forced because you know, moving bodies looms in the future, but it's a very genuine sentiment. John's gonna have a hug fully in waiting when next he's in the same neck of the woods. ] Now's just a little busy. That wacky road of life, huh?
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Something like that. I should go soon anyway, I'm going to inform Alyosha of the fact that three assassins got past her guards.
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[ 'a little' ]
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Good luck?
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Thanks. You too.