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002 Audio - The One Where Mike Tries To Barter

So...okay. Here's the thing. I can live frugal. I'm good at living frugal. There are fewer people out there who can dumpster dive as efficiently as I can. Trust me, my stone soup? Is amazing. I can make a Reclaimed Tuna Casserole Surprise that will knock your socks off.

As awesome as I am, even I can't make something from literally nothing, which is kind of what I've got at the moment. I say kind of because I have a whole bunch of little pots of home-made Floating Fruit preserves, jams, and jellies, and now that I'm officially out of money, I'm looking to trade them for...anything edible that isn't floating fruit. I've had my fill, thanks.

So, anyone out there interesting in jam for say...chocolate?
Or jam for bread?
Or jam for...seriously, anything.

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Because turtles are slow?

[He's giving you A Look, Korra. A very Significant Look.]

[She counters it with a “Whaaat?” look.]

Every one I’ve ever seen is. [She points at him to preemptively dismiss what she thought he would say.] Tu Vishan doesn’t count.

So how did you sneak up on me like that anyway? [If there was one thing she’s not too big a fan of, it’s being snuck up on.] Spirit speed or not, you were pretty quiet.

"Maybe," he hazards. "The reason you've never seen a fast turtle is because they were too fast to be seen."

Did you ever think of that Korra? Huh?
Please to be ignoring the smug look of smuggery that he's currently sporting.

"Years and years of practice, that's how. Observe."

He gives the alleyway a once over before springing to action. His arm is still healing, so there's only so much pressure he can put on it. This is why he has that arm across his chest when when he leaps onto the left wall, uses his momentum to spring off to the right wall, before landing in a crouch next to where Korra was sitting.

There is nothing in her repertoire of personal experience to prepare her for the extreme, and incredibly outlandish, possibility that was just thrown at her. She opens her mouth before closing it again and simply inclines her head with an I can’t believe you just said that. look before she says:

“I can’t believe you just said that.”

Never would she have ever thought of it. Was Meelo going to be like this when he got older? Yes. Most likely. Oh god. “Practice?” she asks before doing as he asked and observed, with rapidly growing interest at his sudden acrobatic prowess. “You learned that?” She wanted to ask why he had his arm like that, but she thought it would be best to wait.

…

Having waited long enough she abruptly asked “What’s up with your arm? I know you’re not holding your shell up. …Are you?” Maybe turtle spirits needed to hold up their shells? What an odd thought. But then again, today had been nothing but odd thoughts.

"My arm?" his head tilts in momentary confusion. "OH! This, right right. It's uh...I got tagged in a fight. And then I tried to use it before it healed properly and popped my stitches."

Oh how this is punctuated by annoyed sighs. Injuries are stupid.

"So to answer your other question, no. I'm not holding my shell up. You do know that this," he pauses to knock on his chest-plate. "Is like, my spine and ribcage, right?"

“Nope, didn’t have a clue. In fact you’re the first actual turtle I’ve seen. I mean turtle ducks are one thing, but a turtle-turtle? Wow.” Leaning over to give an almost intrusive inspection of his arm, Korra studies it and the broken stitches with scrutiny before she says “Yup, someone tagged you good. Give me a sec, and I’ll have patched up in no time.”

Without even standing up she moves her arms through the air gracefully and calmly. A harpist would be scornfully jealous. As she does so water from a canal out past the alley speedily makes its way to her and with a peaceful turn of both her wrists the water melds into a glowing ball.

“Now this might feel good, so don’t fall asleep.” She warned with a smile as she lightly pushed her arms forward causing the water to completely envelop the wound, washing away the pain and accelerating the body’s healing process. “So who nicked you? She asked conversationally as she waterbended, simply because where she’s from it’s no big deal. Ever. And nicked so weak a description for the cut.

Edited (Crap, is it cool she did that? Forgot to ask.) 2013-05-15 19:06 (UTC)

Before he can ask what a turtle duck is, before he can even make mention of how much her arm movements resemble the fluid motions of Tai Chi, there's a GIANT FLOATING BUBBLE OF WATER FLYING THROUGH THE AIR.

Mike's jaw drops, his eyes widen to comic proportions, and he just stares.
He continues to stare as she moves the water to his arm.

In fact the staring only stops as the healing begins, and that's only because the sensation causes his eyes to cross.

"...great googly moogly."

She might want to ask that question again in a moment or two.

Edited (Totally fine! Awesome even!) 2013-05-15 19:21 (UTC)

Korra can’t help but give a small smile and laugh silently as she heals his damaged arm. From his reaction alone she knew this was his first time experiencing the healing properties of waterbending, it usually was from people who never had to be treated before. However, she did warn him and to prevent him from falling asleep she flicks her index finger and a few droplets flew from the ball towards his face to splash him awake.

“Hey, what did I tell you?” she chided playfully. “So who injured you?” she repeated as she flexed her fingers slowly inwards then outwards, forcing the water to seep throughout the wound and cleanse any possible infections while encouraging the body to renew itself.

"I'm awake!" he protests...in the fashion of all people caught falling asleep when they're not supposed to be.

The water, however, helps. Mike shakes his head a couple of times in an effort to clear out the newly arrived cobwebs.

The wound itself isn't too bad on the infection front, considering what he's had on hand to treat it. Outwardly it's ugly, inwardly there may have been some tendon damage as the slash goes clear through the heavy muscle of his forearm.

"I zigged when I should have zagged, and got clipped by a katana. We got ambushed during a training run."

“A katana?” she frowns slightly as she tries to picture who ambushes anyone with a katana anymore. It’s been decades. Or at least, it’s been decades on her world. “What kind of training could be that hazardous?” That’s why it’s called training, in safe environment, with protection and tap outs. But tap outs where meant to be picked on afterwards.

Those tendons become easily mended thanks to her learning the ins and outs of healing from Katara, best there is. Not much longer before his arm would be good as new. “Was this training after you got trapped here or back in your Spirit World?” Yes, she’s still completely convinced he’s from entirely different plane of existence.

"Well, it was supposed to be a roof run, until the Foot showed up."

Mike shrugs, which causes his arm to move slightly. Then Mike quickly winces for having moved his arm during the healing, unsure if that's going to mess things up or not.

"This was weeks ago, back when I was home. The first set of stitches," he pauses to point out where the marks for the tearing used to be...it's hard to see through the glow. "I uh, tried to play hero and tore them loose in the process. Someone restitched them for me when I got here. I'd have done it myself, but it's my dominant hand."

“The foot?” All she can see in her head is a giant foot randomly showing up in front of some man sized turtles. When he shrugs her arms move simultaneously with the slight adjustment. “Easy. You’re almost done.” A novice healer might have had their concentration broken and wound up with a puddle on the floor, but thankfully that’s not the case here. With a few more delicate finger movements she finishes her healing and pulls the water away to reveal a very healthy green arm. “Much better.”

By moving her arms languidly she holds the ball of water in front of them, no longer glowing, and in the center is a mixture of mostly blood with a little dirt. Looking almost as if it was encased in the water for display instead of being diluted.

“So that’s what happens when a foot attacks you with a katana, huh?” her tone is half joking. Keeping it aloft simply holding her hands still, she peers at it. “It was pretty deep too. You should stick to playing hero when you’re not injured.” Of course if it was the other way around, she probably would have done the same thing.

Edited 2013-05-15 21:42 (UTC)

Mike runs his opposite hand over his newly healed skin. The only thing that remains of his injury are some very faint lines where the original gash had one been, and where the skin itself had torn free from his original stitches. It...it's amazing really. So much so that Mike can't help but wiggle his fingers and smile.

"This...this is...this is awesome! This was going to take weeks to heal, even with the heat all the way up!"

He turns towards her, a huge smile on his face. "Thank you. And yeah, I'll leave the thrilling heroics to the other guys, and just stick to my role as plucky comic relief."

Folding her arms over chest, Korra nodded approvingly at her handiwork as Mike felt where the wound used to be. First turtle smile she's ever seen and Korra can't help but smile back. "Glad I could help. It's not every day I get to sharpen my healing techniques, so if you ever get busted up again I can totally help with that."

What is it with ninja turtles meeting helpful girls anyway?

“Probably a good idea. I mean it’s good to heal once in a while, but I think I’d get pretty tired of seeing you cut up a lot. No offense.” She added the last part with a light chuckle. However, it was cut short when there was some commotion just outside the alley. Water flying out of the canal randomly was apparently noticed by some of the passing kedan.

“Uh oh.” She said quietly as she looked to Mike. Korra didn’t mind the disapproving looks and mutters the kedan had given her, but she knew he wasn’t fond of being seen.

There's really no way to tell how a given kedan, or group of kedan, will react when they see Mike. Some have hurled insults and fled in fear, what Mike calls: The Normal Human Reaction; some ignore him completely: The Somebody Else's Problem Field; and then there's some that treat him as if he's an aspect of Tu Vishan himself. It should be pointed out that most of that last group is composed of small children.

So when he becomes aware of the appearance of onlookers, Mike tenses.
He really doesn't want to hurt anyone, but he will if he feels threatened enough.

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002 Audio - The One Where Mike Tries To Barter

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action; Korra's learning something from Raph's network post btw XD

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