[The... fine piece of art Korra had been holding clatters to the floor as she kneels down next to the body]
Hey, are you- [Oh, no, he's not fine. He's not fine at all, now that she gets a better look at him. It's only then that she realizes how sticky her hands are, the smell of blood sending her jolting back. She looks around, her mind racing to find something to do about... something. Her fingers twitch anxiously as if she could rub the blood off of her skin before she recovers the figurine from its spot on the floor, the gaudy purple glitter just barely visible beneath the blood and... other pieces.
She's standing still, staring at the object with an incredulous look on her face before the sound of approaching footsteps snaps her out of her thoughts.]
It wasn't me! [She nearly yelps as she whirls on the spot, sending blood splattering onto the unfortunate person. Ah.]
PHASE II
[There's a young woman having a yelling match with several portraits at once. Impressive enough she seems to be keeping up with them, although she seems to be responding to some criticism with just flat out insults.]
You're Tenzin just as much as I'm the Earth Queen. [She snaps to a portrait of a man with an arrow on his head and an impressive beard, which he twitches in response.]
Can't you do anything right? First your actions lead to the Avatar cycle being destroyed, and now you've become a murderer! [A woman in metal armor all but snarls from her frame.]
You're such a brute-
Resorted to violence to solve your problems, as usual-
Aang was a much better Avatar-
[There's a frustrated yell, and oh- her hands are on fire. But she's not panicking, so that must be normal for her. She also looks like she's about to turn the paintings into a pile of kindling.]
korra | the legend of korra
[The... fine piece of art Korra had been holding clatters to the floor as she kneels down next to the body]
Hey, are you- [Oh, no, he's not fine. He's not fine at all, now that she gets a better look at him. It's only then that she realizes how sticky her hands are, the smell of blood sending her jolting back. She looks around, her mind racing to find something to do about... something. Her fingers twitch anxiously as if she could rub the blood off of her skin before she recovers the figurine from its spot on the floor, the gaudy purple glitter just barely visible beneath the blood and... other pieces.
She's standing still, staring at the object with an incredulous look on her face before the sound of approaching footsteps snaps her out of her thoughts.]
It wasn't me! [She nearly yelps as she whirls on the spot, sending blood splattering onto the unfortunate person. Ah.]
PHASE II
[There's a young woman having a yelling match with several portraits at once. Impressive enough she seems to be keeping up with them, although she seems to be responding to some criticism with just flat out insults.]
You're Tenzin just as much as I'm the Earth Queen. [She snaps to a portrait of a man with an arrow on his head and an impressive beard, which he twitches in response.]
Can't you do anything right? First your actions lead to the Avatar cycle being destroyed, and now you've become a murderer! [A woman in metal armor all but snarls from her frame.]
You're such a brute-
Resorted to violence to solve your problems, as usual-
Aang was a much better Avatar-
[There's a frustrated yell, and oh- her hands are on fire. But she's not panicking, so that must be normal for her. She also looks like she's about to turn the paintings into a pile of kindling.]
WILDCARD
[Pour some sugar on me.]