my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.

renxtus:

       ❝ ——i said you need to breathe once in a while. ❞

               a palm is pressed against the door as weight
               shifted from leg to leg. a single brow rose up
               before features began to curve.

      “Is that your way of telling me to take a break?”

                   She grins, shutting the hood with a definite
                   slam and wiping the excess oil on a rag.
                   Asami enjoyed tinkering, really, but… maybe
                   Korra had a point.  

        “For your information, I like working on cars.”