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Hello evereaone. My name is Cora and I am seventean 17. Inglish is a lot more diffikalty than Chyneas. I am lurning it so bea paytient give mea tyme to mastur thea layngwuj. Numburs are easea at furst.
Thaync yu much. Avitar Cora.
Thaync yu much. Avitar Cora.
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[Eating her words with a sense of dignity was a rare thing for Korra.]
Oh, don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it. You can practice with me any time.
[There is no way Korra could become more snarkier than this.]
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[In more ways than one. Honestly, he's still busy being impressed by her English skills. Not a lot of people can make that kind of progress in so short a time period. One more reason he kind of reminds him of himself.
(Never let it be said that James Kirk doesn't also have a talented tongue)
He grins, reaches for another sea prune. Which, yes, involves hauling his butt off the couch and to the counter.]
Consider yourself booked for future endeavours, then.
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Understood Captain. [Her voice way too deep, and sounding about as fake of a serious male voice as a seventeen year old girl can muster.]
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You got anything else I need to try? Yak flakes or something?
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Okay, so does that mean I'm dismissed from my duties as official Avatar guinea pig?
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You are relieved from duty until further notice Captain.
[She was having a lot more fun with this than she should have.]
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[Jim sneaks another prune from the bowl, gives her a cheeky, cheery salute and then turns for the door.]
I'll see you around, huh? Don't be a stranger. And I'm serious about that ice!
[But if she doesn't say anything further, or try to stop him, he'll head outside.]