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[ Well someone couldn't be assed to use one of the anonymous café consoles. ]

Princess Yue hasn't been seen for several days, and while doubtless that she had garnered enough affection from the other foreigners that you would likely seek her out. I believe our princess is in another world.

May those who choose to remain so content with our situation be so until you or someone you know vanishes.

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[ Now that did surprise him. Until now it was her father that earned her deepest scorn, and it went without saying he expected such a bold request from the young Avatar rather than the more level-headed Asami. But that rat bastard of a bloated fanatic wasn't here. And good riddance. So
it only stood to reason Asami would look to him for payback.

Of course, while others played the board Amon had always worked around it. Outside the expected where subversion and deceit were his playing tiles. Credit where it was due -- Asami was a faster learner than he anticipated. He had no plans to take her lightly. ]

I will comply, but I believe the time and place should be of your choosing.

[Two months ago, three, she would have been at a loss for what to say next. Now, she knows. Hesitation is a weakness, and weakness... leaves you open and vulnerable to anyone that will take advantage of it. Her expression is hard, and when she catches a dull reflection of herself in the console screen she barely recognizes it.

So when she speaks, her voice is calm and steady. No hint of the insecurities she feels.]

I know where you live.

[And maybe that's a threat.]

I'll be there within the hour.

[ A part of him regrets giving her the choose after the fact. While her knowing where he resided was hardly a secret difficult to come by, it did concern him what could transpire should his neighbours get involved. While collateral damage never much concerned him in the past, he did have his reservations if this "meeting" went south. ]

Very well.

[Stick your regret in a pipe and smoke it, Amon, because that's how little she cares.

It's roughly forty minutes after the fact that she shows up. She's dressed... not for combat, but definitely with the possibility in mind. No make-up, her hair pulled into a braid. As with Tarrlok, the fear is there, just beneath the surface. And Amon is more powerful than the councilman--

(she thinks of being taken, twisted, the absolute feeling of having no control over herself) and represses a shiver as she knocks on his door.]

[While he holds no illusions this will be a civil affair, Amon does make a conscious effort to not present himself as a threat. That he agreed to entertain what desire for closure Asami had, he thought, should be a sign of his diminishing capacity for violence in and of itself.

There was no sense in wearing his mask inside his own home. That his neighbours had become accustomed to seeing him without it had some bearing on his decision to meet with Asami in what could be called casual. Exposed was more apt, but it couldn't be denied he had started getting used to moving through Keeliai barefaced, so to speak.

At the knock he notes she arrives close to half an hours. Prompt. The paranoid part of him thought it was meant to catch him off guard, but the logical part dismisses the idea.

Without reservation, Amon opens the door wide; his expression as neutral as his mask. He skips over all pleasantries full well knowing they were meaningless to them both. ]

Inside, or out on the verandah?

Inside.

[The idea of talking to him in public is almost ludicrous. Already she feels like a thief in the night just being here, even though the idea is ridiculous. She's done nothing wrong, she shouldn't have to feel like she's skulking just because she's here to-- to--

To what? Talk to him? Civil and pleasant, like he's an old friend?

She just wants to know that he'll leave her alone. Her and Korra. So she brushes past him into his suite without preamble.]

[ I moved it to a log because I do what I want ]

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