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And then I stopped when no else did.
The light coming in from the open window steadily grew from grey to a dim orange. The change was just enough to stir Korra awake, though she kept her eyes closed in an attempt to try and fall back asleep. Not because the rest was good or because she always hated getting up early. None of that mattered anymore.
But because it was the next day, just like the others in the weeks before and being conscious was beginning to feel more like a dreaded chore.
Korra's eyelids finally fluttered half open and she stared blankly at the ceiling, the shadows in the room slowly receding as the sunlight filtered in. Taking a deep breath, a silent sigh, Korra sat up and pushed down onto the bed to swivel herself around to bring her legs over the edge of the bed. After a moment of shifting her gaze to the floor, she became transfixed on the window; barely able to see the Yue bay just over the ledge.
Her wheelchair was nearby, but that wasn't what she wanted right now. Not ever. She waited for the light to brighten and to hear the familiar sounds of footsteps that she had come to expect after waking up.
But because it was the next day, just like the others in the weeks before and being conscious was beginning to feel more like a dreaded chore.
Korra's eyelids finally fluttered half open and she stared blankly at the ceiling, the shadows in the room slowly receding as the sunlight filtered in. Taking a deep breath, a silent sigh, Korra sat up and pushed down onto the bed to swivel herself around to bring her legs over the edge of the bed. After a moment of shifting her gaze to the floor, she became transfixed on the window; barely able to see the Yue bay just over the ledge.
Her wheelchair was nearby, but that wasn't what she wanted right now. Not ever. She waited for the light to brighten and to hear the familiar sounds of footsteps that she had come to expect after waking up.
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"You can go eat. I'll stay here." She wasn't ready to see if the family or any of the acolytes were up. Asami's company was the only one that Korra was ready to see or have since the poison and it had yet to change.
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Finishing her meals had been more of a task than anything, another part of daily living she had felt detached from. It wasn't a means to avoid Asami, if anything Korra was glad to have her around. No reminders of what happened by suddenly complimenting or praising her actions, everything was simple.
What she wanted and needed right now.
fffff HERE I AM FINALLY
"Is there anything you want to do?"
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Walk. Talk. Run. Bend. Fight. Practice. Glide. Swim. Go out. Be happy.
Live.
Korra looked up at Asami, her lips curving down almost imperceptibly, and she shook her head.
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Baby steps, she kept telling herself. It hadn't been that long, yet.
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"Okay." As long as Asami was there, Korra could try and weather what might happen.
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She slipped outside to one of the decks that overlooked the bay and parked Korra next to a chair, where she settled.
"A little fresh air is always good."
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It was a long time before furtively looked over to Asami’s chair, eyes on Asami’s shoulder. "Do you have to go back to work?" She hadn’t talked enough to even know how Asami was finding the time to be there; it was a sign of progress.
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"There's a lot of stuff I can get done without physically being there." She offered a little, reassuring smile, glad that Korra was going out of her way to make conversation.
Even if it was about her leaving.
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Instead the corners of her mouth twitched before her eyes found Asami's. "Let's eat out here." Away from the confining room, from being alone with her thoughts; from everything that wasn't them.
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"I'll be right back." She left with a light touch to Korra's shoulder and returned a few minutes later with Korra's favorite breakfast on a tray.
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"How did you do that..." It was incredible to her, but really it wouldn't have been hard at all and that thought crossed her mind moments after asking. Gingerly she picked up the chopsticks. "Did you want some?" Eating hadn't always been easy for Korra in the past few weeks, and after what Asami's done she didn't want to let the effort go to waste because she hardly had an appetite anymore.
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"If you insist on sharing... I had porridge this morning." Said with a small note of blegh.
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And that as the first snarky thought Korra had since being in a wheelchair. She nodded twice and lightly held her up bowl and chopsticks. "You can go first." A smile tempted the corners of her lips, and Korra only looked a little distant in her seat.
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That brought a small, warm smile to Asami's face.
She dipped her chopsticks into Korra's bowl and took a bite.
"Pema's cooking is always better than mine," she commented casually.
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Eating was more a chore or a hassle lately.
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"Are you hungry?"
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But she stopped as it hit her that Asami made this for her. As much as Asami was trying to lighten the mood by joking, she went out of her way to cook for her.
"yes. A little…" And she reached for the chopsticks, fingers fumbling slightly when holding them. But she managed to begin eating, fingers trembling a little as she focused on keeping them steady.
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"Well, don't feel like you have to eat it if you're not. And I can get you something else, if you want." She offered another one of those gentle smiles that had become so common, lately, and shifted her chair so she could sit closer to Korra.
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Actually getting showered, groomed, and dressed for the day was the hardest part of the day. Mainly because of how it reminded her of what she couldn't even do for herself. "Maybe when we're done eating, we can start."
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But now, "Yes." She set her chopsticks down and sipped from her water. "I think I sweated a little in the middle of the night." Waking up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare had become a common enough of an occurrence that it was blending together just the same way the days were.