[ This was not the first time korra had slipped her way into somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. of course, no one actually said she wasn't allowed in this battle when she traveled over with the mages and soldiers, but korra wasn't naive enough to think her promise to temperance would go unnoticed by the emperor for long. she was already on their bad side given how she'd pressed for answers regarding temperance before — and the way she had called their bluff regarding the fact that they threatened but held no immediate danger to the otherworlders in their faction.
in her defense, the emperor could try to be a little more accommodating to those scared in this new world. but that's neither here nor there.
she finds herself in moon territory just outside the temple and breaks from the formation to find the rebels. last month she had asked that temperance not kill anyone during their disruption and the answer the goddess had given korra was not at all a comfort. if that was the way she was going to be, korra would have to be more hands-on with this whole "gaining temperance's trust" thing, and the "making sure she didn't kill anyone, no matter how seemingly insignificant" thing.
so korra puts her hands into the fray helping the rising sun escort civilians out of the war zone, healing those she could and setting children and younglings on naga's back to run them more quickly from harm's way. always naga returned to her, all bright eyes and wagging tails.
loki finds korra in the camp, naga at her back, and a glowing orb of cyan water in her hands. the conversation she's having with the rebel she's healing is shallow but it's meant to keep her attention off the possibility of a wrecked limb and onto how much better she was already feeling with that cool water at her side. when loki makes herself known, several rebels scramble to their feet, angry that someone had managed to walk past their security detail and ready to fight her off with force if necessary. the young avatar doesn't answer loki, doesn't spare her more than a passing glance until she's absolutely sure this rebel's arm is completely healed.
naga's head lifts as korra gets to her feet, telling the rebels around her to stand down. the woman's face doesn't look familiar and while korra isn't on personal terms with everyone in stars, she likes to think she has a good read on every face she's seen there. the look she gives loki is guarded, laced with suspicion, but that doesn't stop her from walking around the campfire to address the other woman.
savior, please, one of the rebels hisses. this could be a trap, but this was a thought korra had already entertained. she sees unalaq, her uncle, telling her to open the south pole's spirit portal with the sole purpose of distracting her from the north's invasion. ]
Yeah, and? [ her arms cross. ] How'd you find this out?
( Loki places a hand over her chestβthat universal gesture of "everything I'm about to say is sincere". )
I make it my business to know things.
( Which isn't actually a lie, it's more like creative application of the truth. )
And to help, when I can. The Rising Sun and I differ in our methodsβ ( Loki raises an eyebrow, alluding to the chaos that erupted before Temperance was awakened. ) But we agree that this pettiness between the factions has gone on for long enough. There has to be another way.
( There's no point in pretending she's with the Rising Sun, because she isn't. Korra would see through that lie straight away. There might be some merit in none too subtly hinting that they're the same: two people dragged into a war to save their worlds, only to find themselves at odds with how their leaders are choosing to go about things. Two people searching for a third option in the only way they know how. )
My name is Sif.
( Ha. )
And I know what it means when the Emperor deploys their Rune Knights. Korra, there's no time.
( Loki shakes her head. Perhaps if she lays it on a little thicker: )
They'll slaughter this camp to find you, and once they have you? You'll wish you'd died with them.
cuts right to korra's core. as suspicious as she is about this person and the shifty way she has just shown up with this warning out of the blue... korra can't put the lives of anyone else at risk. her blue eyes turn down for a moment, letting her mind run through her options, but honestly — there's only one choice, and she knows it. she's made this choice before.
of course, that choice was one she believed in whole-heartedly, the resurrection of a long-dead culture. korra is still not there with temperance or the rising sun; she wants to believe they're good. just. moral. she wants to keep the faction leaders from death for as long as she can. ]
... Fine.
[ naga gets to her feet, her tail wagging slowly as she plods up behind korra. another member of the rising sun tries to catch her attention but korra waves them off. ]
As long as you don't tell anyone where this camp is.
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in her defense, the emperor could try to be a little more accommodating to those scared in this new world. but that's neither here nor there.
she finds herself in moon territory just outside the temple and breaks from the formation to find the rebels. last month she had asked that temperance not kill anyone during their disruption and the answer the goddess had given korra was not at all a comfort. if that was the way she was going to be, korra would have to be more hands-on with this whole "gaining temperance's trust" thing, and the "making sure she didn't kill anyone, no matter how seemingly insignificant" thing.
so korra puts her hands into the fray helping the rising sun escort civilians out of the war zone, healing those she could and setting children and younglings on naga's back to run them more quickly from harm's way. always naga returned to her, all bright eyes and wagging tails.
loki finds korra in the camp, naga at her back, and a glowing orb of cyan water in her hands. the conversation she's having with the rebel she's healing is shallow but it's meant to keep her attention off the possibility of a wrecked limb and onto how much better she was already feeling with that cool water at her side. when loki makes herself known, several rebels scramble to their feet, angry that someone had managed to walk past their security detail and ready to fight her off with force if necessary. the young avatar doesn't answer loki, doesn't spare her more than a passing glance until she's absolutely sure this rebel's arm is completely healed.
naga's head lifts as korra gets to her feet, telling the rebels around her to stand down. the woman's face doesn't look familiar and while korra isn't on personal terms with everyone in stars, she likes to think she has a good read on every face she's seen there. the look she gives loki is guarded, laced with suspicion, but that doesn't stop her from walking around the campfire to address the other woman.
savior, please, one of the rebels hisses. this could be a trap, but this was a thought korra had already entertained. she sees unalaq, her uncle, telling her to open the south pole's spirit portal with the sole purpose of distracting her from the north's invasion. ]
Yeah, and? [ her arms cross. ] How'd you find this out?
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( Loki places a hand over her chestβthat universal gesture of "everything I'm about to say is sincere". )
I make it my business to know things.
( Which isn't actually a lie, it's more like creative application of the truth. )
And to help, when I can. The Rising Sun and I differ in our methodsβ ( Loki raises an eyebrow, alluding to the chaos that erupted before Temperance was awakened. ) But we agree that this pettiness between the factions has gone on for long enough. There has to be another way.
( There's no point in pretending she's with the Rising Sun, because she isn't. Korra would see through that lie straight away. There might be some merit in none too subtly hinting that they're the same: two people dragged into a war to save their worlds, only to find themselves at odds with how their leaders are choosing to go about things. Two people searching for a third option in the only way they know how. )
My name is Sif.
( Ha. )
And I know what it means when the Emperor deploys their Rune Knights. Korra, there's no time.
( Loki shakes her head. Perhaps if she lays it on a little thicker: )
They'll slaughter this camp to find you, and once they have you? You'll wish you'd died with them.
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cuts right to korra's core. as suspicious as she is about this person and the shifty way she has just shown up with this warning out of the blue... korra can't put the lives of anyone else at risk. her blue eyes turn down for a moment, letting her mind run through her options, but honestly — there's only one choice, and she knows it. she's made this choice before.
of course, that choice was one she believed in whole-heartedly, the resurrection of a long-dead culture. korra is still not there with temperance or the rising sun; she wants to believe they're good. just. moral. she wants to keep the faction leaders from death for as long as she can. ]
... Fine.
[ naga gets to her feet, her tail wagging slowly as she plods up behind korra. another member of the rising sun tries to catch her attention but korra waves them off. ]
As long as you don't tell anyone where this camp is.