deernet | Text; UN: Korra

[For the last few months, she'd been focused on building the home for herself and Asami - creating a useful fortress as a check against the future. Once that was done, she found herself at a bit of a loss. Asami had her work, Mako and Wu were doing their thing, so was Bolin...]

[And she'd avoided fighting here. She'd been tasked to kill beasts - and it would be so simple to do so. Which was why she hadn't. She was certain that all of them had been people, and killing them was all part of some Pthumerian plot she couldn't quite get a handle on. It seemed like their sort of style - the sort of long-term, sneaky corruption of a person's soul they had enjoyed in Deerington. Why should Trench be any different?]

[And that was what Deerington had done, and she'd hated it - she'd been just a weapon there, and the Avatar was much more than that. She was much more than that. And she still had no idea how to be her full self here. And wasn't sure it was possible. But she'd had at least one idea.]

So I'm going to open a shop stall. Move it around Trench, keep myself busy. Custom glassware. Gifts for your special someone, or something for your home, I guess.

I really need a name, though, and it turns out I am TERRIBLE at those. Suggestions, anyone?