I seem to have been summoned..?

“Am I qualified of this title..?”

“....” The woman took a silent moment to respond, yet all the motion in her face that could expose her thoughts was the tiniest lowering of eyebrows. “I...” She began with some uncertainty, “I have made peace with the discovery of your true self. I would still stand beside you.”

The ideas to feel humiliated, meaningless, betrayed once again; it was something the ol’ doctor wished to ignore yet they kept tugging on her, warning her, disturbing her. “Oh, shut up—“ she muttered to herself. Distraction was certainly needed, perhaps...

A nice breath of air? —nah.

|| I’ll reply ASAP!! This heat is taking my brain’s productivity from me 😢

Fiery kid, that one.

|| Time to slam dunk ᴀᴍᴏɴ / ɴᴏᴀᴛᴀᴋ to get back on there 🤾✨

While Noshi was indeed having her late night meal at Narook’s, (disguised as casual as she could), she took her time to quietly watch the other customers. Analyze them from a healthy distance. No real underlying thoughts. Who knew who could walk in at a fine night as this one.

“The fire lord...?”

|| me, curious about how it can be that my inspiration and muse seems to come back every time around these same months Legend of Korra book 1: aired from April 2012 until June 2012 I SEE A PATTERN IN MY MUSE’S APPEARANCES WAAAAHHH 😭😭😭😭

Quiet streets, posters on walls, shadows watching.

“....I could make your precious heart skip a beat, forever.” Noshi hissed behind grinding teeth. “How’s that for a little excitement.” She took a step forward into the triad member his direction, threatening with her Equalist glove. Just a threat. Perhaps.

Noshi just glared. Of course he was. The Equalists had taken this null’s bending from him. A threat of taking more must have seemed very real; she could see the change in his posture all too well. She didn’t respond, but took only one unexpected move closer to the mobster.