IC CONTACT (FOR HAVEN)

[braavado]

"Okay, I've finally got the hang of this thing...It's Korra!
Leave me a message and I'll call you back soon."


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[braavado]

[She puzzles it out with a sinking feeling.]

Oh...we've met before this. You knew me.

[Korra bites her lip and looks away.]

I'm sorry. I...don't remember any of it

[backwordscompatible]

[Again, she shook her head, smiling weakly as if to say that no, you don't have to be sorry.]

[Then she pressed her lips together, trying to think of how to convey this next part. Zatanna never realized how hard to was to talk without speaking. She'd never had to think about it before. Especially here, with writing having been taken away from them. Couldn't even jot down a few letters in the dirt.]

[...okay, this was going to be really corny, but...]

[Her eyes lowered, and she pointed to her heart. Love. Somebody she cared about.]

[Then she looked up at Korra and pointed to her mind. Remember. While her finger was pointing, she sadly shook her head.]

[There's somebody else who doesn't remember either. Somebody I care about very much.]

[braavado]

[Korra tilts her head slightly, eyes bright as she tries to puzzle out what Zatanna's trying to tell her.]

Your heart...you care a lot about someone. [A pause.] Someone who doesn't remember?

[Another silence as Korra thinks. Zatanna hadn't pointed at her, so...] Not me, but someone else?

[backwordscompatible]

[Oh, thank the goddess. Korra got the message.]

[She nodded again, then shrugged helplessly.]

[It happens]

[braavado]

Who was it?

[Maybe she's been lucky so far, she hasn't met anyone from her time yet. And she's never expected anyone from her world to remember her when they were from seventy years ago.]

[backwordscompatible]

[...yeah...okay, this one might be a bit harder.]

[How the heck was she supposed to act out a person's na--oh, wait. She had an idea. Whether or not it would work was another story, but Korra had been clever enough to figure out her last round of charades. Think. Think.]

[First, she mimicked glasses over her eyes. A mask. Then, she pointed to just above her left breast, before drawing what looked like an "R" symbol. Hopefully, anybody who had encountered Robin before would recognize the patch on his uniform and realize she was talking about him.]

[braavado]

[Though Korra tracks Zatanna's movements carefully, her clues don't ring any bells for her. Finally, she shakes her head.]

It's probably someone I don't know. You should introduce us sometime. Any friend of yours and Conner's [hazarding a guess that they might know each other here] is a friend of mine.

[backwordscompatible]

[She smiles faintly at the idea, nodding again before giving a lame thumbs up. She liked the idea. Very much.]

[braavado]

Great!

[Now that Zatanna's been healed up, Korra falters. Smiling a little, she stands up, a hand immediately smoothing down her hair in a nervous gesture.]

So, uh, I guess I should let you rest now?

[backwordscompatible]

[A shrug was her only response. She wasn't really much in the mood for sleeping, even though she looked (and felt) exhausted.]

[She just didn't want to be alone. Not right then.]

[braavado]

Orrrr I can...stay. If you want me to.

[The way Zatanna doesn't seem enthused doesn't go unnoticed.]

[backwordscompatible]

[She shrugged again, not wanting to insist or keep Korra from anything important she might have to get to...but her expression look that much more open to the idea.]

[braavado]

[Zatanna might not be saying anything, but her expression says it all.

Korra settles, sitting carefully at the edge of the bed.]

It's okay. I can stay with you as long as you need.

[backwordscompatible]

[The relief is visible in her eyes, even though she knows it might not be the most exciting time Korra's ever spent.]

[After all, it's not like Zee could really talk to her. About anything. At all.]

[But the company was nice, and more than greatly appreciated.]