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Makorra Bruises
She hated him. And it took everything in her not to say anything to him. It didn't matter if he was trying to help her or not, she was furious with him. He didn't look that happy either. But it could be because she was bruised up and he wanted to protect her. Like anyone could protect her. She was the Avatar. The Avatar didn't need protection.
Though she refused to talk to him, the silence between them was killing her. The only sound heard was the water dripping from his hands as he tried to clean the scratches up. After hearing that, she wanted to hear his voice, but not enough to open her mouth and speak to him.
"So, what happened this ti
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Not a Slave
In the beginning it was unclear who was the slave and who was the master for anyone looking in on the budding romance between them.
But behind closed doors, when it was just the two of them, it was clear that it wasn't about that.Not at all. In the beginning, sure, Eska bossed Bolin around, it was just her way, she grew up seeing her parents do it, it seemed to be that it was her right as a princess to do the same, if anyone could ever witness her speak.
Eska knew her outspoken cousin thought she was odd, creepy even, but whenever Korra remarked that Eska and Desna were their father's slaves, that seemed to sting. Especially knowing Korra w
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