[ Awkward Doofus to a T, Li hovers in the background as Chekov and Korra arrive. Dumbfounded, he can only stare at the mustaches. Why would anyone wear that? Never mind. Half the fashion trends go over his head anyway. In a detached aspect, it feels almost like spectating. All these nice, well-adjusted kids. And him. He feels like he's in a sci fi movie. One that is, in many ways, extremely predictable. But you can't stop watching. ]
[ He sketches a shy little wave at Chekov and Korra. Hey, guyssss. ]
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[ He sketches a shy little wave at Chekov and Korra. Hey, guyssss. ]