[Whatever else she may be feeling towards Hei, at this moment she's just deeply grateful she can count on him in a fight. With him taking out two of their attackers, Korra's able to make short work of the remaining two. Whatever they are, they aren't gangsters. The waterbender had good form but obviously no combat experience, like he'd just studied in a dojo. And none of the gangs have airbenders.
Korra drops to her knees and feels for the woman's pulse, relieved to find it strong and steady. She's not one of the Air Acolytes — Korra may not know them all by name, but she knows all their faces. Her head is covered in a downy fuzz, like she hasn't shaved in a few days. At the top of her skull, almost hidden, is some kind of tattoo.]
A lotus? [Why is it red? More importantly, how is this woman an airbender? Where did she come from? Are there more people like her?]
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Korra drops to her knees and feels for the woman's pulse, relieved to find it strong and steady. She's not one of the Air Acolytes — Korra may not know them all by name, but she knows all their faces. Her head is covered in a downy fuzz, like she hasn't shaved in a few days. At the top of her skull, almost hidden, is some kind of tattoo.]
A lotus? [Why is it red? More importantly, how is this woman an airbender? Where did she come from? Are there more people like her?]