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[vavavroom]

When; the early morning after their arrival, 06/14
Rating; PG
Characters; asami sato and mako
Summary; apologies and some awkward attempts at conversation
Log;

[ of course, she hadn't gotten much sleep. it'd been well into the early hours of the morning by the time her talk with korra had finished, and by then she'd been so exhausted that sleep easily claimed her. still, she had only about four solid hours of sleep before she was woken up again, and with light just beginning to filter in through the horizon, she figured there was no point in trying for any more.

she couldn't stay in the room, either. "the" room, not quite "her" room yet, even though all signs point to some incarnation of her having lived here before... it's hardly been a day, and the full weight of what's happened to them has yet to settle on her shoulders. restless, though, she opted for some light exploring instead. recalling what korra had told her of the beach house, she steered clear of the bedrooms she knew were occupied, and instead poked in the rooms that were likely to be empty that morning — the training room, the storage, bolin's room...

she lingers just a little bit behind the door, unwittingly reminded of the other brother. she recalls, too, what korra had said about the two of them, and even she still has a hard time stomaching it... she can only imagine what mako must be feeling.

with a sigh, she pushes into the room, only to stop short upon realizing it isn't as empty as she thought. ]

Comments

[flammiferous]

[WELL NOW IS YOUR TIME TO SHINE, ASAMI. Mako smirks at her as he falls into step.]

You want to start this morning, then?

[vavavroom]

[ OR FAIL MISERABLY, WHO KNOWS. ]

I guess I could... [ but wow, suddenly nerves. ] couldn't I watch the master at work, first?

[flammiferous]

Yeah, that's fine. [He'd taunt her into the challenge if they hadn't just spent the past two months treading on thin ice.

And just like that, as they enter the kitchen, Mako falls into a mindset for cooking. With pursed lips he swiftly scopes out the cabinets, pulling out pots and necessary ingredients as he finds them. Without looking at her, Mako extends a pot her way, while his other hand rifles through a carton of eggs to find the good ones.]

Here, fill this up with water, about two-thirds.

[vavavroom]

[ she has to say, it's like watching a whole nother person sometimes. it's a fascinating thing to witness, moreso because she realizes she hadn't gotten the chance to see this side of him all that often, during those months they'd been dating. mako, the breadwinner; mako, the older brother; mako, the housewife. it's such a sharp contrast from the mako she's used to seeing these days, hard and firm and sharp all over. here, even as he gives her short, brusque commands, she can sense a gentleness behind his actions.

he isn't doing any of this for himself. ]

Sir, yes, sir! [ she finishes with a little salute that she's seen the police cadets use in the academy, before turning to her task. she fills the pot up (quite well, she might add), and returns before long, setting it just beside his elbow where he works on the counter. ]