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[lightbends]

Who: Korra and YOU
Broadcast: No!
Action: Planet shenanigans
When: NOW

Wandering about

[Anyone roaming the planet might be able to find Korra easily. She was playing with the local children, showing them bending and also introducing them to Naga. The pup was a lot smaller than Naga was the last time she saw her but that didn't matter. Korra was happy as could be now that she had at least one familiar face. That is until she started to get hungry and was trying to grab food from one of the vendors.]

Ah- Naga no! Girl, sit!

[The pup wasn't quite as ready to be obedient yet. Korra managed to smooth things over by giving them some of the acorns she'd gotten for her performances in air bending from some of the locals and for doing various chores.]

Naga, you can't just take people's food... it's not nice.

[Someone could probably stand to help her out a bit in reigning her hungry friend in.]

SS Wonderduck

[After spending the day running around the planet in an attempt to tire out Naga, Korra manages to drag her back to the ship to give her somewhere to rest. Still she worries the rest of the crew won't like having their new companion and so if anyone notices her being a bit antsy - well they are free to ask questions.]

Hmm... I wonder if there's some fish around here...

[She can be found rummaging through he kitchen trying to find some food for Naga who Korra would later come to find had broken out of her room and was exploring the ship. Feel free to run into Korra or Naga? 8)]

Comments

[wolfehawke]

Don't worry about it. These acorns will be useless when we move on from here anyway. Might as well spend them. Ser Drools and I are hungry too, anyway.

[At the sound of his master saying his name, the little mabari looks over and gives a bark of confirmation, then goes right back to sniffing at Naga.]

Though maybe some training after the meal with your bear dog might be a good idea. She likes you well enough, but she hasn't learned to mind you yet it seems like.

[lightbends]

[That gives her pause. What was this guy's deal? Sure buying food was fine but talking badly about Naga? She crosses her arms.]

She's normally not like this. Naga's not a pet either so she doesn't need to mind anything. She's my friend.

[She reaches to scoop Naga up, not even phased by this guy's dog.]

[wolfehawke]

[Drools barks at his new best friend being lifted away from him, and Adalwolfe seems equally perturbed.]

I didn't mean anything by it, I just thought you didn't want her causing such a fuss.

[What the heck did he say? Why can't he get anything right these days? Is it this place? His lack of sleep? Only the Maker knows...

With a sigh, he flops himself on a nearby bench, a log resting sideways with a wedge cut out of it to allow for a place to sit and a back rest. Almost immediately after he sits, he gets up again as the guy comes out of the stall with two bundles of the meat Adalwolfe had bought and two large platters on top loaded with already cooked skewers and grilled cuts of meat. He takes them all gratefully, thankful that the heaping portions now in his arms prevent him from offering another hug.

He turns back to Korra after juggling a bit.]

Here, take the platters and forget I said anything. One's for the dogs, and you can have all you want of the skewered one. Really, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insult you or Naga.

[lightbends]

[Ugh. Curse her hot temper!! As soon as she thought Naga was being treated badly she stepped in - probably too soon. ]

Thank you... I-I'm sorry, I think I got us off on the wrong foot. I think I'm just nervous, I guess. It's not home and I don't want Naga to get into bad habits, you know?

[Because who knows the next time he had food she might just take it from him without asking.]

She's been my friend since I can remember, but Naga kind of has a mind of her own.

[She smiles a bit, setting the pup down and Naga takes a cautionary sniff. of her new friend before dipping forward, butt in the air and tail wagging.]

Really, thanks for the food.

[Korra grabs up a bit of the meat, popping some in her mouth while Naga watches with reproach - excuse you, Korra that is her meat!!]

I'm not really good at accepting stuff from strangers, either.

[Which is funny considering people gave her whatever they wanted as long as she was a good Avatar by their standards.]

[wolfehawke]

Of course she does. Training is... well it's like teaching children manners.

[He illustrates by setting the platters down on the bench and picking up one of the thicker slices. Ser Drools watches him with rapt attention, sitting very still except for his quivering bob of a tail and now ignoring Naga completely. Adalwolfe holds it out right in front of Drools for a long moment, but it's not until he says 'get it' that the mabari goes for the strip of meat and devours it in happily.]

You see? That's all I meant. Just so she knows what's polite around people and doesn't have you chasing after her and having to pay for things.

[He smiles a bit, still a bit tentative from before which hangs on him oddly, as confident as he generally carries himself. He sits again and takes one of the skewers for himself, tossing another strip of the rest for the dogs to catch.]

I do understand, though. I mean, we've only spoken once. I suppose I'm still just too used to people knowing who I am on sight.

[lightbends]

What are you some kind of mover star?

[That's the only explanation she could come up with considering he knew what movers were and claims that people know him on sight.]

Naga's pretty well trained usually but not like... this. She's supposed to be a lot bigger.

[wolfehawke]

What? No, we don't even have those in Thedas. No, I'm the Champion of my city. Fighting invaders, settling disputes, running every blasted errand people can think up, things like that.

[And he helped to kick off a rebellion that tossed all of Southern Thedas into a war, and thought he killed but apparently just freed an ancient evil that was meant to stay imprisoned for eternity. Not that he's going to add those parts. They weren't exactly intentional.]

Ser Drools is supposed to be bigger too, but I think the Tree could only do so much. They are a little easier to handle this way, at least.

[He looks down at the dogs with all affection, and lifts the platter of meat meant for the dogs back off the bench and puts it to the ground for them to reach easily. The other he keeps out of reach so there's some left as people food.]

Though whether they eat less is debatable.