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Option A. Spirit Wilds (OPEN)

With the press catching on that she was "recovered" and around again, it was only a matter of time before they started trying to hound her for more information. And only a matter of time before Korra realized the Spirit Wilds were a perfect place for her to get some peace and quiet from them. The people in the city were still wary of the vines and tended to stay away. The spirits were a different matter, of course. The vines were their home, and Korra occasionally saw them watching her curiously as she passed.

There was one that was particularly persistent. She swore she saw those leafy ears disappearing behind some vines at least four times in the past half hour. What the heck was it doing?

When Korra heard some rustling behind her only a few minutes later, she stopped and said, "If you're going to follow me, you could at least quit it with the hiding act."

Except it wasn't the spirit at all when she turned around. "Oh, sorry! I thought you were...someone else."

Option B. Around Air Temple Island (OPEN)

Though Korra had trained all her life, there were still new things to be learned about bending all the time. After seeing a few air new air benders practicing the day before, Korra had the bright idea to do the same, with one of the more...interesting training moves. The tip of her tongue stuck out as she concentrated on balancing with one foot on the narrow pole, her hand raised and keeping a leaf dancing above her palm with a gentle air spiral. She stayed aloft for a few minutes, thinking how it wasn't as bad as she thought it might be...

Of course, her balance only lasted until a lemur, without a certain young air bender to latch onto, leapt onto her head and sent her tumbling to the ground with a yelp.

"Pokey, get back here! Ugh." Korra watched him fly off with a scowl as she rubbed at her head. Hopefully, no one had been around to see that...

Option C. Closed to Lord Zuko

Lord Zuko's presence in the city was a great relief to Korra, especially with Raiko, Lin, and Tenzin all missing. Now that a few weeks had passed, with still no news or developments, she thought it was high time she and Lord Zuko had another talk.

Following his directions to his home in Republic City, she loitered outside the door, twisting the material of her shirt between her fingers. This is stupid, she thought after a few minutes. Breathing in, she forced herself to raise her hand and knock on the door firmly.

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"Sorry, still not Chief of Police." Mako was out of uniform and had a small cardboard box he had been keeping away from tiny spirits that have tried to group together to carry it off.

He took his arm out of a window that was mostly filled with a huge vine and brushed off his sleeve. Korra wasn't who he was expecting to run into today. "What are you doing way out here?"

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“Mako! What are you doing out here?” Korra’s expression immediately cleared up as she spotted her friend, and then she grinned.

“Actually, what are you even carrying in that box? It looks like the spirits are trying to steal it from you.” Was she supposed to be worried over here?

"Getting some books from my old apartment." He gave a quick glare to the tiny, multiple legged spirits that scooted closer when she distracted him.

Actually, he distracted himself by paying too much attention to her.

"I don't know why they'd care, but I've been trying to salvage some of my stuff. Just books so far. Everything else got vined."

"Some of them are just...curious, I guess," Korra said with a smile. "It seems like forever ago that I left the portals open, but it hasn't really been that long if you think about it. Spirits and humans haven't had a chance to interact like this in a while."

She watched the spirits following Mako for a moment, then turned her attention back to him. "So you're getting stuff from your old apartment? I could help, if there's anything left."

"If you want to, I mean- I don't really know how to get in there without disturbing the vines."

It sure felt like a lot longer, but that was only because Mako was getting frustrated with them moving his stuff. In fact, two more of those same types of spirits come out of his window holding a very ornate pen between them he reached out to nab it.

"That's the pen I got from becoming a detective. Grrh!" He snatched it back, though neither let go. "These spirits keep getting in the way."

He sighed and looked at Korra.

"Yeah, I could use the help. I'm not sure what's left in there."

It was getting really hard to keep a straight face, especially with the tug-of-war starting over a pen. Between the three of them, there wasn't much of the pen left to grab, so she did the next best thing. Korra put her hand over Mako's as she looked at the spirits.

"Hey, I think my friend here needs his pen back," she said, the grin threatening to take over her face. "Maybe we could find another one for you guys to uh, take away with you. How does that sound?"

The spirits appeared to think about it, then let go reluctantly. Korra lifted her hand away, leaving Mako with his precious, ornate pen. "Alright, now that we've saved your pen, let's take a look at the apartment. Lead the way, Officer."

Mako swallowed hard at the touch and pointedly looked from Korra to the spirits. That look of determination was hardly him trying to back up Korra's words.

"Thanks." It took a few moments for him to realize he was the only one holding the pen up anymore and he quickly tucked it away into his pocket. He checked around his feet for any spirits before setting his small box down.

"Well, it's not going to be easy." Mako worked away at some of the loose wood paneling around the broken window and he pushed into the vine to try to climb inside the vine filled room. "Not like I can bend the bricks out of the way." Said from almost getting his shoulders through the gap.

"Maybe you can't, but you're forgetting who you're talking to here," Korra said with a grin. She propped her hands on her hips as she watched him attempt to clear the space around the window.

"Do you really want to try bending some of the bricks out? I can probably do it."

Mako wriggled his way back out of the makeshift opening, clearing his throat. Mostly to cover the fact that he didn't even think about that.

"D'- sure. Yeah. Go right ahead. That would make things easier." When he looked down to check on his box it was already three feet away and moving, with about eight different legs underneath it. He let out a grunt of frustration and went to pick up the box, but a vine cleanly broke though the pavement where he had it before and Mako mentally cursed his luck.

First spirits are trying to take his things, vines are still spreading, and he completely had a brain fart that Korra was, in fact, an earthbender.

"The sooner I can get this over with, the better."

Korra studied the area around the window critically, wondering which part of the wall she should take out. And then her concentration was broken by Mako's frustrated words. As hilarious as the image was, Korra did have to wonder why the spirits were so set on investigating his belongings. Not that Mako wasn't fascinating on his own, of course.

Frowning, Korra mentally waved away that train of thought and turned back toward the window. A few strong bending moves later, she had cleared out a narrow doorway of sorts in the wall.

"Think this will work? I didn't want to open it up too much."

"Yeah, that should be fine." But he did have to leave his box somewhere. Mako set it down and gave a warning glare to where the spirits had run off to.

He easily fit through the narrow opening thanks to his lean build and opened his palm to light a fire in the darkness. "Just like I thought, completely trashed." Mako managed to pull his Fire Ferrets poster out from behind a vine embedded into the wall.

Everything was a mess and he had no where anything was. "Explains why the books were nearby the window. If you see anything, let me know." Both of them being firebenders meant they could cover more ground, of what wasn’t one of the intruding vines that made a jungle out of his old apartment.

“You got it, Captain,” Korra said as she followed him through the gap she’d created. She added the light from her flame to his a second later, hand raised high. Mako had been right—it was a mess in there. Between the vines and the spirits no doubt poking around, just about everything had been scattered around the space.

“Looking for anything in partiular?” Korra wasn’t sure if they’d find it even with the two of them searching, but it would narrow their search down a little if there were specific things he’d wanted to rescue from the wreck. She ducked through a doorway, gaze skimming the surface.

Something caught her eye just then, and she bent down to take a closer look. What she saw made her pause. The Appa plush she’d won at the festival was a little dusty when she picked it up, but otherwise fine. She began to dust it off.

A small smirk worked its way to the corner of his mouth at the name and he went through his bookshelf. The additional flame made it easier to see. Mostly broken and held together by vines, the books that were there were crushed together under said vines and Mako shook his head.

“If my book collection is anything to go off, I’m going to day no. I doubt anything important made-“ As he spoke, he turned to look at Korra and his words caught in his throat.

“Uh.“ That moment when his brain was moving through his entire vernacular faster than he could form a single word. “That’s- I mean, it’s“

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