Asami, not used to Korra moving before she did, stirred lightly. But she didn't wake.
When her morning workout alarm finally went off at 7:30 (she was on a lax schedule, here), she lightly rubbed her eyes and sat up as she pushed her hair back out of her face.
Birthday celebrations had come from unconventional places for Asami these past few years. The Air kids threw her little parties to... varying degrees of success, and her employees always recognized it in some way, but the day also had a way of reminding her what (who) was missing.
So when Korra was sitting patiently at the foot of her bed, miraculously wide awake and fully dressed with breakfast and flowers, Asami broke into a grateful smile. Of course. Leave it to Korra.
"Korra..." She tipped her head to the side, her gaze affectionate and thankful.
Korra was beaming. This wasn't the best situation, but they could still make the most of it. They were together. She knew she hadn't been around, and that had taken a toll on the other woman, but she was here now. And she could give Asami a real birthday. It wasn't much, compared to all the things Asami was forced to leave behind, but it was something.
And sometimes the little things could mean a whole lot.
"I hope you don't have anything planned for today. Because I do."
"Well, I had a couple of ideas. But definitely dinner at The Bellossom Gardens, I got us reservations." It was a fancy place. The kind Korra herself rarely dined at, but she knew Asami appreciated. And today was a special day. It was Asami's day. She needed one. And Korra'd been saving up her battling money. There was starting to be more of it, lately.
"I was looking at the local events calendar, and there's an exhibit on the history of Pokeballs at a local museum, that sounds like something that could be neat. There's the local spa, they've got a whole bunch of things I don't even understand so it's probably really good. And there's the dance theater, they've got a couple of shows today." She pulled out her 'gear to check the specifics. Clearing her throat, she mimicked a radio announcer's pace of talking when describing the shows.
"We've got 'A Portrait of A Pidgeotto', the story of a blind Pidgeotto trainer and a tangled tragedy of unrequited love against the backdrop of war....." She trailed off there. "Okay that sounds like it's really sad." She pulled a face and shook her head, regretting not reading the summaries beforehand. Today was not a day for sad things. "Then there's 'The Twilight Ninetales', the magical tale of a struggling mountain berry farmer who rescues a wounded Ninetales that changes her life for the better. Or we could do...anything you wanted, really. Today's your day!"
Those were just things Korra thought Asami might particularly like to do.
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When her morning workout alarm finally went off at 7:30 (she was on a lax schedule, here), she lightly rubbed her eyes and sat up as she pushed her hair back out of her face.
Birthday celebrations had come from unconventional places for Asami these past few years. The Air kids threw her little parties to... varying degrees of success, and her employees always recognized it in some way, but the day also had a way of reminding her what (who) was missing.
So when Korra was sitting patiently at the foot of her bed, miraculously wide awake and fully dressed with breakfast and flowers, Asami broke into a grateful smile. Of course. Leave it to Korra.
"Korra..." She tipped her head to the side, her gaze affectionate and thankful.
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Korra was beaming. This wasn't the best situation, but they could still make the most of it. They were together. She knew she hadn't been around, and that had taken a toll on the other woman, but she was here now. And she could give Asami a real birthday. It wasn't much, compared to all the things Asami was forced to leave behind, but it was something.
And sometimes the little things could mean a whole lot.
"I hope you don't have anything planned for today. Because I do."
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"What sort of plans?" Asami raised an eyebrow as she looked up at Korra.
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"Well, I had a couple of ideas. But definitely dinner at The Bellossom Gardens, I got us reservations." It was a fancy place. The kind Korra herself rarely dined at, but she knew Asami appreciated. And today was a special day. It was Asami's day. She needed one. And Korra'd been saving up her battling money. There was starting to be more of it, lately.
"I was looking at the local events calendar, and there's an exhibit on the history of Pokeballs at a local museum, that sounds like something that could be neat. There's the local spa, they've got a whole bunch of things I don't even understand so it's probably really good. And there's the dance theater, they've got a couple of shows today." She pulled out her 'gear to check the specifics. Clearing her throat, she mimicked a radio announcer's pace of talking when describing the shows.
"We've got 'A Portrait of A Pidgeotto', the story of a blind Pidgeotto trainer and a tangled tragedy of unrequited love against the backdrop of war....." She trailed off there. "Okay that sounds like it's really sad." She pulled a face and shook her head, regretting not reading the summaries beforehand. Today was not a day for sad things. "Then there's 'The Twilight Ninetales', the magical tale of a struggling mountain berry farmer who rescues a wounded Ninetales that changes her life for the better. Or we could do...anything you wanted, really. Today's your day!"
Those were just things Korra thought Asami might particularly like to do.