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

renxtus:

          ❝ that’s my way of telling you to take a BREAK. ❞

                 「she’s leaning against the car by this point;
                    limbs lazily folded over her chest. a short
                    nod comes alongside her statement,
                    shoulders rolling in the process.」

           ❝ uh-huh. but even the great asami sato needs
              to step away from the wrench once a day.❞

       “Alright, alright. I suppose I can step away
         for a little while.”

                       And she does; she removes her gloves and tosses them
                       over a toolbox sitting on her workbench, finally putting her
                       focus back on the important things— like catching up with
                       Korra.

        “So— how does it feel being back in Republic City?"