While settling into this strange place, Tonraq had allowed his thoughts to wander. Thinking back on what he last remembered before arriving here on the back of a giant turtle. The ceremony on Air Temple Island.
It had been a bittersweet moment. A time to celebrate. Not only for Jinora's anointment as an airbending master, but also the rebirth of a nation nearly extinct and the new role they would play in the world. It was a truly historic moment, one that he had been proud to witness.
However, then just as now, his thoughts kept going back to his daughter, Korra. The fact that she was in a wheelchair, recovering from an attack that he couldn't protect her from, was heavy on his heart. But what hurt him even more was the emotional damage she had obviously suffered. Her eyes told all. The sadness was there despite the moments that she forced a smile, and the puffy dark circles under her eyes told him that she had been crying. Even during the ceremony, he hadn't missed the tear that rolled down Korra's cheek. It tore at every fiber of his being to see her that way.
But at least, she was alive.
He had been so frightened by the prospect of losing her.
Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had failed her. He was her father, and it was his job to make sure she didn't get hurt. No matter how many times she insisted that she didn't need him or that she could take care of herself. She would never stop being that spunky bright eyed little girl to him.
Here, she has no idea what will happen to her when she gets home. And Tonraq has no intention of telling her. At least he can protect her from that. For now.
Network:
[You know... getting use to all of that technology that keeps cropping up back home is one thing, but this is ridiculous. Everything was explained to him, and he knew the basics but... Tonraq still fumbles a bit with the console. A deep frown on his face as he does so, which shows when he finally activates the video feed.
He then blinks once upon realizing that its broadcasting. Then, clearing his throat, he begins to speak in that deep voice of his.]
I am Chief Tonraq of the Southern Water Tribe, and I just recently arrived.
[This is hardly the best time for him to be here, but it looks like he has to deal with it.]
I've been told that others from my world are also here. I don't suppose any of you would know my daughter, Korra.
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Third Person (Prose):
While settling into this strange place, Tonraq had allowed his thoughts to wander. Thinking back on what he last remembered before arriving here on the back of a giant turtle. The ceremony on Air Temple Island.
It had been a bittersweet moment. A time to celebrate. Not only for Jinora's anointment as an airbending master, but also the rebirth of a nation nearly extinct and the new role they would play in the world. It was a truly historic moment, one that he had been proud to witness.
However, then just as now, his thoughts kept going back to his daughter, Korra. The fact that she was in a wheelchair, recovering from an attack that he couldn't protect her from, was heavy on his heart. But what hurt him even more was the emotional damage she had obviously suffered. Her eyes told all. The sadness was there despite the moments that she forced a smile, and the puffy dark circles under her eyes told him that she had been crying. Even during the ceremony, he hadn't missed the tear that rolled down Korra's cheek. It tore at every fiber of his being to see her that way.
But at least, she was alive.
He had been so frightened by the prospect of losing her.
Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had failed her. He was her father, and it was his job to make sure she didn't get hurt. No matter how many times she insisted that she didn't need him or that she could take care of herself. She would never stop being that spunky bright eyed little girl to him.
Here, she has no idea what will happen to her when she gets home. And Tonraq has no intention of telling her. At least he can protect her from that. For now.
Network:
[You know... getting use to all of that technology that keeps cropping up back home is one thing, but this is ridiculous. Everything was explained to him, and he knew the basics but... Tonraq still fumbles a bit with the console. A deep frown on his face as he does so, which shows when he finally activates the video feed.
He then blinks once upon realizing that its broadcasting. Then, clearing his throat, he begins to speak in that deep voice of his.]
I am Chief Tonraq of the Southern Water Tribe, and I just recently arrived.
[This is hardly the best time for him to be here, but it looks like he has to deal with it.]
I've been told that others from my world are also here. I don't suppose any of you would know my daughter, Korra.