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Indie Korra  || Multi Ship || Multi Verse ||  Semi Selective || 

Ϩeeing ∂ouble || @ℝedlotuskorra

❝ I know! I know! I’ve been practicing this entire time! I’ll be ready by next week’s tournament, I swear. ❞

   She’s just finished pulling off her head gear, beads of sweat casually sitting on her forehead and some rolling down the curves of her cheeks before she wipes them away with her arm. Now that she’s back into the probending with both Mako and Bolin, that leads to more training, ontop of her Avatar training and any other duties she has that comes with the role. Another tournament’s coming up faster than Korra can finsh practicing for but after last month’s huge defeat of the Fire Ferrets, it’s time for them to step their game up.

   With her bag on her shoulder, she makes her way out of the training room after saying her usual ‘friendly’ departing words to her partners; soon after her she steps foot outside the building, she begins for her walk back to her apartment. 

   A casual newspaper boy is still handing out headlined papers of the defeat last month on the corner of her street and she avoids him at all costs, his mouth rambling about things she’s heard already from the radio. Talk about old news.
Up the stairs of the building, once unlocking her front door; she swings it open, allowing the straps of her equitment bag to slide off her shoulder and onto he-

   She stands there now, in the doorway of her own private, rented space; her body frozen. She’s standing in front of herself. Well, not herself but somebody who resembles her. It’s hard to take in, confusing before anything else. The woman who mirrors her in appearance takes a step forward, as she holds up in her hand as if looking for answers; the newspaper with the article of the probending match and Korra, on the front page; looking defeated. 

❝ I.. don’t mean to be rude but, who are you? Why do you look like me? And how did you get into my apartment? ❞