[ Congratulations, Mako. You've hit upon the curse du jour. Ten on ten. Gold star. ]
[ While Korra caterwauls and pelts the young man with air-blasts, Hei settles on the edge of the bed, his movements slow as if he's unconvinced there is any reason why he and Korra should stop what they are doing. If Mako were unfortunate enough to glance around at the moment, he'd get a chance to see more of Naked Dude than he'd ever want to, before Hei reaches for an edge of the bedsheet to make himself semi-decent. It'd be easier to put his clothes on. But there's the rub: the curse refuses to let him and Korra dress again. Each time he tries to drag his pants on, or slip into his shirt, the garments slip from his hands to materialize in the unlikliest spots -- dangling from the ceiling fan, plastered to the wall, hanging off the light fixtures. ]
[ But Hei tamps down the impatience, letting it stew while he chucks the condom in the dustbin, before dragging all ten fingers through his rumpled hair. ]
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Date: 2014-10-22 11:59 pm (UTC)[ While Korra caterwauls and pelts the young man with air-blasts, Hei settles on the edge of the bed, his movements slow as if he's unconvinced there is any reason why he and Korra should stop what they are doing. If Mako were unfortunate enough to glance around at the moment, he'd get a chance to see more of Naked Dude than he'd ever want to, before Hei reaches for an edge of the bedsheet to make himself semi-decent. It'd be easier to put his clothes on. But there's the rub: the curse refuses to let him and Korra dress again. Each time he tries to drag his pants on, or slip into his shirt, the garments slip from his hands to materialize in the unlikliest spots -- dangling from the ceiling fan, plastered to the wall, hanging off the light fixtures. ]
[ It's beyond annoying. It's fucking certifiable. ]
[ But Hei tamps down the impatience, letting it stew while he chucks the condom in the dustbin, before dragging all ten fingers through his rumpled hair. ]
[ At length, ]
This is why most people knock before barging in.
[ You dug your own grave, Mako. ]