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Who: Korra of the bitty and more temperamental variety
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Aboard the Winderduck
When: Now!

[Have a miniature version of the Avatar, Fleeters. She is currently throwing a bit of a tantrum, unfortunately. Sorry Wonderduckians you get to deal with that...]

Where is this place?! I want to go home now!!

[And then she belts out her best child-like scream as the sound of something metallic ripping and bending can be heard, the door to her bedroom coming loose from the wall and bending grotesquely behind her.]

I want to go home! I want to go home now!

[Still panicking, there are a fresh wave of tears streaming down her face. Looking up, she realizes what she's done and there's a bit of a stoney silence that follows for a solid minute or so as the video continues to record her.]

Please don't get mad... I didn't mean to bend the door... it-it was an accident!

[She looks into the device, eyes wide with worry.]

Could someone fix it...? I'm really sorry.

[ooc: Korra's augment is glitched! Basically if you have previous CR with her it might take some prompting and she might bend a bit here and there accidentally but if you are on the Wonderduck and want to check on her feel free to do so!]

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[So . . . their pilot has joined the increasing number of fleet members turning into small children. And has just magically crumpled a metal door through maybe the power of her raw, tiny outrage.

That. That is definitely a thing.

It's a thing that has Eugene waiting a few hours before poking his nose into the area - both because he knows that even the metal leg he's walking around on isn't nearly as sturdy as the ship's doors, and because he imagines that she might be getting hungry enough that he can be something marginally better than Another Weird Adult. He gives the doorframe a light knock, peering in cautiously.]

Hey, uh. Cook checking in. Can I get you a snack or anything?

[She's had some time to cool down so when Eugene finds her she'll be sulking a bit with Naga and wishing she could figure out how to fix the darn door. The nice man from before offered to fix it so there was that, at least?]

Oh! Do you have seal jerky? I haven't been able to find any...

[Or anything from home, actually. She just wants to go home. Almost as if on cue, Naga sitting beside her lets out a disappointed whine and nudges her master with her nose.]

It's okay if we don't have any.

[Pouting intensifies]

Edited 2016-10-09 18:45 (UTC)

[Seal jerky. Now there's a new one. But at least it gives him something to go on, suggests an environment and cuisine that he can try to get close to.]

We, uh. We have some kind of jerky. [Thank you, green team from a planet back.] No idea if it's seal or not. We have some dried fish and fruit, too, if you'd be interested in that.

How do they make a fish dry?

[Please, oh wise adult person, tell her how this happens!! Either way, she's not waiting for his permission to try and drag him by the hand to the kitchens so she can eat this stuff now that he's told her about it.]

C'mon Naga, you can come try some too!!

[And from her room comes bounding a good sized puppy that looks like it could be part labrador and part bear cub (only in size).]

The same way you dry anything else, I guess, you- woah, okay.

[He should have expected that the kid who could crumple a door would be strong, but still, he finds himself hauled along by a pint-sized crewmember and a tumbling white fluff of some kind or another.]

Pretty much the same way you make jerky. Just with fish.

That sounds awesome!! Let's make that! I can help cook too.

[If by help she means don't accidentally bend anything into a crumpled mess like the door? Sure.]

What else do you cook?

You know, normal stuff. Bread, soups, all of that.

[Hopefully they have bread where Korra's from? He's going to have to ask her about dietary preferences once she's. You know. No longer fun-sized.]

Hey, what's some of your favourite food? I bet we can make something pretty close.

Meat!!

[Someone is like Sokka in their preferences...]

But soup sounds good too. What kind of soup do you make?

[He can't help a brief laugh at that. Someone knows what she likes. Between her, Isaac, and the flying menagerie they really should look into a freezer chest for the cargo bay.]

A lot of thick soups. Stews, I guess. Meat and vegetables.

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