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[bludhavenknight]

[Everyone gets to see two familiar faces this time, with a couple of twists. Dick (the elder) is sitting down in the chair, wearing a bright red coat with white trim, a hat of the same color, and of course, a beard to match the whole thing. It’s pulled down, though, so you can see his face. And his wonderful assistant, Zatanna, is standing behind him, dressed up like the most beautiful elf there is. They’re both looking pretty happy about this.]

It’s getting cold out! And what does cold mean? Holiday fun, of course. So I, and my amazing elf assistant here, have decided that Santa Claus needs to come to the turtle. [See what he did there? See it? Okay, good.]

And so it is with pleasure that we let everyone know-- [He gets cut off as Zatanna leans forward, and he looks up at her.]

[The fifteen-year-old elf bends down until she's level with his ear, covering her mouth so she could whisper something secretively to him.]

Really?

[She nods, and offers a playful wink.] Trust me. I know a guy who knows the guy personally.

[Dick looks back at the screen, and his voice drops into a perfect, heavy Russian accent.] Is this better?

[She practically has to bite her tongue to keep from bursting out laughing. Impressive. She should've known.] It'll do.

[Dick grins.] I’d like to invite everyone to come over to the Wood sector, where we have a little holiday party going on.

[He stops, laughing and shaking his head. He has to drop the Russian accent.] Okay, I can’t keep that one up, but I tried! Anyway, we’ve got a small thing going on in a café in the Wood sector, with some cakes and gingerbread-ish things, and some hot drinks. And what would Santa be without his...

[He holds up a huge, red velvet-like bag.] Bag, yes! And it is filled with little odds and ends, so there are presents for all!

[Dick sets the bag down, and pulls the beard back up with a grin.] And to all, a good... day? Yeah, that still works. To all, a good day! Remember, café in the Wood sector, we’ll be here awhile!

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[Whatever it is that Korra just saw has her laughing. This is something she's going to have to bring up the next time her, Zatanna, and Jack are in the same room.

However long it takes for her to get over the laughing fits, she finally makes her way to the Wood Sector at said cafe. When she comes in, her glider is on one shoulder and she's looking for the outlandishly clothed characters that were on the video feed. A sugar cookie might just be sticking out of her mouth.]

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[Well, if it isn't her favorite Avatar!]

Hey, Korra. [And then, motioning towards the cookie] I hope you brought enough to share with the rest of the class.

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[Moving her lips brought the cookie to the side of her mouth so it's teetering between her teeth, allowing her to speak quite clearly.]

See how many times we can break this in half? [A smile that shows most of her teeth starts as she curls her lips and she bites down on just the edge of the cookie, holding the rest of it out in an offering. smartass]

So, what's an elf?

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[She accepts the peace offering, taking a bite of the half Korra offered her with a knowing grin.]

Santa's little helper.

Don't tell me Jack's never told you stories about the North Pole?

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[A light shrug while Korra gave a half grin.]

Well, he told me about North, or Santa Claus, and how he gives toys to children on Christmas Day.

[Stories. She wanted to hear more of them from the Winter Spirit now that she thought about it.

Then her eyebrows go up and she smiles, an idea hit her and the good mood she's in just got a littler better.]

So how do you, or an elf I guess, help out Santa?

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[She catches that look. What are you up to now, Korra, and how much trouble is she going to get into for going along with it?]

Well, usually, the elves are the ones that help Santa out by making all the toys.

Or, in my case, all the cookies.

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[Nothing for right now, but a farther off idea. Trouble will all be on Korra in this case.]

Can you magic up some of this eggnog I keep hearing about? [That drink always seems to come up whenever mention of Christmas and cookies comes up.]

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I can summon a batch for you, if you really like.

[Word of advice: don't ever try to magically summon food or drink from nothing unless you actually care about taste.]

[True to her word, she holds out one hand, calls a quick spell, and the wind swirls around to leave a tall glass of thick, yellow-tinted liquid. Which she then holds out for Korra.]

Madame, your drink.

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Why thank you Miss Zatara. [Smirking, Korra takes the glass and promptly sniffs it. Her eyes open in pleasant surprise, she had been expecting it to smell like eggs with a name like that. Tentatively she took a sip, and he tip of her tongue wiped off her lips as she measured the taste.

But only for a moment before she looks at Zatanna while blinking, and then hastily she starts taking a deeper drink.]

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[Completely unfazed by the initial hesitation, Zatanna sits back and enjoy the sight of her friend enjoying something new for the first time. The name really was deceptive, as eggnog tended to taste more of nutmeg than anything else to her, but at least it was a pleasant surprise.]

Good?

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[Unwilling to stop drinking, Korra just nods enthusiastically and an ‘mhm!’ is heard as she continues. Once it’s empty, she breathes with satisfaction and some of the light yellow liquid coating on her lips.]

Tell me I can get more of this. [Even just a lie will do.]

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You can have more. But I'm cutting you off after five glasses.

[Was she joking? It was hard to say. Either way, she waved a hand over the glass, and it automatically refilled with a second round.]

There's no alcohol in this batch, so you're safe.

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[An eyebrow raises at the reassurance.] That’s good, I think I’ve had enough to last me a long while.

[After taking a quarter of the glass in a chug, Korra nabs up a gingerbread cookie from a nearby plate.]

When did you guys come up with this anyway?

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[bludhavenknight]

[He'll wait till a little after Zatanna gets back to making the rounds (lots of rounds, so many rounds), and then he'll do that Batman trick, and suddenly be there. Except a lot friendlier. And in red.

And Dick will throw an arm over her shoulders with a grin.] Looks like a flying contraception of sorts you got there.

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[Five gingerbread cookies? Not even a little bit of effort is needed for Korra to manage that. Keeping them in her mouth when she turns her head to see Santa Grayson next to her as if he'd been standing there since she started eating? A little more difficult. A muffled sputter, but she does manage to keep most of it in.

Between Amon and Batman, it does cause her to take a step back. At least until the moment she recognizes it's Dick. In a red suit.

With a white beard.

She chuckles when he puts his arm over her.]

Yeah, that glider was made by Leo Valdez. [She's grown a lot more fond of it now that she's closer to mastering airbending.]

So Santa Claus looks like you, huh?

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[One time he was able to Batman the Batman. And it was beautiful. As is this, because it really feeds into the whole 'Santa is everywhere' kind of deal, right? Right.]

It's a really nice one, he did some good work on it. But I love flying, so I'm kind of biased when it comes to that kind of thing. [Dick laughs, pulling down the beard so you could see the rest of his face.]

I think I look like Santa Claus, except when he was in his prime. Before he ate too many cookies, and before he met Mrs. Claus. [But he's getting to that too many cookies part, as he pulls some out of his pocket.

He's not allowed to have many cookies, since he will eat them all. So he's hiding them from Zatanna and eating them on the sly.]

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[A quick thump of the glider on the ground brought out both sets of wings and Korra gives a quick wink before snapping them back into the metal stick and setting it aside.]

Maybe you’re related. [She can’t help but grin as she says that.]

Wait, he’s married? [That got skated over in the explanations she’s received of the jolly man. North or Santa Claus, depending who she was talking to.]

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[bludhavenknight]

[He probably can't touch it, right? He wouldn't dare, but man, how does it work? Magic of some kind? He doubts electronic, since, well. It's Korra. She has some kind of ability, right? But he thought that was just for... something else...]

If I was related to Santa Claus, you couldn't keep me from telling everyone. But now I'm going to have to go through my family tree, and see what I can find. [He grins back, taking a bite of a cookie. Which he then has to try and swallow really fast.]

Yeah, of course he's married! [He coughs.] How have you not heard about Mrs. Claus?!

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[A sharp eye might notice the small press-switch near where the wings popped out from. The small divide line along the bottom may act as a larger version of it, going by the amount of force Korra thumped the ground with it means it's not sensitive by any means.]

Does this mean you won't be giving out gifts? [Teasing.]

All I know about North is that he's called Santa Claus, works in the North Pole to give kids gifts on Christmas Day. But yeah, I guess that makes sense. I mean he's old enough to be married, right?

[Most bearded people she knew where married, so that all makes sense in her head.]

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[It's cool. Okay? It's cool, and Dick wants one, though he's petty sure that if he jumped off of a building and try to fly with it, he will most likely die. He might just stick to a grapple.]

Are you kidding me? Of course I'm giving out gifts! I've got a sack full of them, everyone is going home with something. [He's got a ton of gifts to give out. Not super great ones, but they needed bulk.]

We really need to find you a book or something, like 'A Visit from Saint Nicholas'. [He could recite it, though. For future reference.] He's old enough to be married, yup. He lives and works in the North Pole, is married to Mrs. Claus, and he and his elves make toys for kids for Christmas, which he delivers by going down people's chimneys and leaving them under the tree. It's pretty awesome.

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I think I’d like that book. [Smiling, but not joking. That does sound like something she’d need in order to get the full gist of what and how Santa does what he does.]

Of all the luck, my extended family gets to be in the North Pole with him and I’m stuck down South. [Kidding. She likes her home.]

What if there isn’t a chimney? [Her suite doesn’t have one. oops]

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Give me a couple of days, then. I can't get you the book, but I can write it down. I remember most of it. [If she's serious about wanting the book, then you better believe he's going to get her that book.]

Oh, I don't know, the South Pole is the one with all the penguins. I kind of prefer that one, apparently there are yetis in the North Pole. [Yetis, Korra. Yetis.

Dick shakes his head.] From what I remember, mostly from movies, he can make a fireplace wherever there isn't one. Or he goes through a window, I don't think it matters, so long as he gets to drop the presents off.

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[Assuming he’s kidding about the book, Korra smiles fondly. It’s a nice thought.

Amazingly, she’s not surprised about the yetis.] Yeah, they help out North make toys I think. Or Santa Claus. Jack told me.

[Jokingly:] Zatanna makes a much better elf I think.

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[As seen later: he is absolutely, one hundred percent serious.]

How did everyone know this before me? Yetis. Yetis help make the toys. It's like my whole childhood has been a lie, I swear. All the movies need to be redone, they're getting the whole thing wrong now.

[Dick laughs.] I think she makes the greatest elf, and any Santa Claus would be lucky to have her. I know I lucked out... probably because she's just as crazy as I am!

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You need to talk to Jack Frost; guy’s an expert on Christmas stuff.

[Giving a playful, patronizing look:] She manages to put up with me and so do you, crazy’s an understatement.