police sirens are heard in the distance. republic city is in chaos. mako appears blasting boss ass bitch from his vehicle's speakers. all is now well in republic city.
i sign on for all of five seconds and this is what i see

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police sirens are heard in the distance. republic city is in chaos. mako appears blasting boss ass bitch from his vehicle's speakers. all is now well in republic city.
i sign on for all of five seconds and this is what i see
eat ur damn sprouts or else im gonna fucking fight u with my sharkbrows
throws my brussels at ur great whites
&&. firebende.
ever since team avatar came to zaofu
things have been different. it’s a good different, but very unfamiliar. for a non-bender who’s been just that all her life, this change is strange. but all at once it’s exciting and it made her curious. mostly about all the elements and their movements. korra is the avatar, bolin an earth bender just like her family, asami a non-bender like she used to be.
but mako is a firebender. and ever since he arrived, she hasn’t had a chance to approach him. time to change that.
❛ so, firebending, huh? what is that like? ❜ arms fold behind her back as she stands near him with a faint smile.
if u were a chicken u would be impeccable
charmanders r red mudkips r blue if u were a pokemon i’d choose u
( &&. firebende liked for a starter. )
expert hands hovered over the basin of water on the table ; drawing a steady stream from the bowl that glowed an incandescent blue as it twined about her dark fingers. ❛ ––––––– HOLD STILL for me, this should only take a second ... how did you get this, anyways ? i mean, if you don’t mind me asking, of course. it’s a pretty nasty gash … ❜
suddenly i really wanna punch u in the face
HELP IM BEING OPPRESSED BY THE POLICE
purple just wasn’t for you.
( ⋆;firebende.❜
the flames that the other conjures with each punch of his fist, each kick of his feet, flicker and dance ferociously, in a man- ner that he is terribly accustomed to. the lingering sensation that he should not be here pesters him still, but he forces it to the back of his mind. one misstep ( read: the use of a portal to travel not to the world he was meant to survey, but another ---- one he’d found by chance ) wouldn’t kill him, or so he fig- ured. he’d report back to base with no new information, and no one would be the wiser. his subordinates couldn’t track him, as far as he knew; and even if they could, they wouldn’t.
the training room is empty, save for himself and this fire-man- ipulating male, who seems oblivious to his presence still. and so he decides to alert him, finally, having grown tired of skulk- ing about in the shadows. he claps, at first: loud, echoing appl- ause. and then, he speaks.
“ very impressive. though, y’know ---- no one likes a showoff. ”