korra tugs loosely on the restraints, her arms forcibly outstretched by the chains they've put her in. she might have been uneasy were they made of platinum and impossible to metalbend, but no one here knows to take so many precautions with her. not yet. ❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜ @fearbend says and korra smirks down at her, her lips curving into a bemused smile.
" you wanna know how i did it, don't you ? how i can bend more than one element. " azula is young. they all are. it's the one thing that's stood out to korra since xaishu sent her back in time. she'd always known how young aang and the others were, but it's impossible to ignore it when it's staring back at her. " i feel bad for you, y'know. having to deal with all of this, trying to prove yourself. believe it or not, i sorta know how it feels. "
her smile falls away, " but i can't let you win. " she jerks at the chains and they rattle dangerously, " you can't hold me here and i won't answer your questions. "
