Hand-kisses are acceptable in public, she's long decided. When they'd met she would have preferred even lingering hugs to be done in private, but you marry someone this free with affection some compromises should be considered.
She stiffens hearing the vow. There's almost a sound, like drums - no, her heartbeat, and... she remembers something. A weight on her body, a sense of the metal wrapped around protecting her and bearing her up on two towering legs... a sense of being trapped, and of sudden grief, and resolve. The voice of a young man over the radio, soft and defeated.
I've been captured. My airship was ambushed and I was taken by force. Korra refuses to release me unless we back down and leave the city.
Listen to me. If you try to take Republic City the Avatar will never let me see you again. And I refuse to live that way. Forget the United Republic, we have our empire! We have each other! Let's go back home and get married! The only thing that matters is that we're together for the rest of our lives.
Lisa comes out of it, blinking and disoriented, and covering her mouth with her hand. Who was that young man? Why did it ache so much to hear him say it? "Wh-what... I think I had better sit down."
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She stiffens hearing the vow. There's almost a sound, like drums - no, her heartbeat, and... she remembers something. A weight on her body, a sense of the metal wrapped around protecting her and bearing her up on two towering legs... a sense of being trapped, and of sudden grief, and resolve. The voice of a young man over the radio, soft and defeated.
I've been captured. My airship was ambushed and I was taken by force. Korra refuses to release me unless we back down and leave the city.
Listen to me. If you try to take Republic City the Avatar will never let me see you again. And I refuse to live that way. Forget the United Republic, we have our empire! We have each other! Let's go back home and get married! The only thing that matters is that we're together for the rest of our lives.
Lisa comes out of it, blinking and disoriented, and covering her mouth with her hand. Who was that young man? Why did it ache so much to hear him say it? "Wh-what... I think I had better sit down."