korra pokes around the small house, dropping her bag on the couch with a soft plop as she passes by, using a weak gust of air to soften its fall. " i think we've got our work cut out for us. " she murmurs once the door closes behind @kingwu, giving them both a nights reprieve of privacy away from the head councilman of the small town that'd spent the past few hours repeating to them every woe experienced since kuvira's reign.
" i haven't seen this much tension since unalaq attacked my home. " and that ended in a civil war. korra doesn't exactly want to be the cause of another. she leans against the wall, crossing one ankle over her other, " how are you feeling ? any of this turmoil come as a shock to you ? " she hadn't been sure what to expect herself, korra had known it would be bad, but she'd been hoping that it wouldn't be like a pack of polarbear dogs fighting for territory. unfortunately, her hopes had been denied. " do you think having elections any time soon is even possible here ? "