Chapter Three: Kyougi
The first words out of Bolin's mouth were "So when do we get snazzy metal uniforms?"
They stood in the training hall of the police station, stone beneath their bare feet and metal all around them. Korra and Bolin stood by two dummies wearing crude metal armor, small sheets of steel leaning up on each. Lin paced in front of them, arms crossed behind her back. At Bolin's question, though, she stopped pacing and slowly lifted a brow.
"When you can metalbend them onto yourself," she replied
He put his hand to his chin and nodded sagely. "Cool...cool. And when will th
Chapter Two: Montei to Keisatsu
Korra wasn't sure how to feel about Asami being present for her first airbending lesson. On the one hand, Asami said she was very cute in airbender clothing, and the compliment had been enough to make her grin. On the other hand, Asami bore witness to how badly that lesson went: she saw every spinning gate that Korra smashed into and which subsequently threw her out of their radiuses and onto the ground around the circle. She was there when Tenzin noticed the bloody nose Korra had garnered from a particularly hard blow to the face and called for a break, and she was there when Korra tried to scurry away wit
Chapter One: Shuto no Hourounin
When she was young, the White Lotus compound had seemed so vast. It was new to her, new to the entire South Pole, new even to the White Lotus members themselves. She had been fascinated by the idea of being in a place where bending was not only acceptable, but encouraged. It had been liberating to her then. Standing on the wharf of Republic City, as fresh off the boat as anyone could possibly be, Korra was made aware of how tiny her world really had been. She sat in Naga's saddle and trembled, not one shred of anxiety in her veins. The statue of