AN: The second part of the drabble I started yesterday featuring characters from mine and Taji’s Legend of Korra RP. Her character is Brady while mine are Cree and Lana. I’ll probably change Lana’s name eventually. Btw I changed the pet name of Cree to Waterworks, it sounds better in my head lol 😛 anyway hope you all enjoy!
So many questions bubbled up in Brady’s mind, threatening to escape if given the chance. He wanted so badly to ask Cree anything and everything and yet…he couldn’t seem to let her go. His embrace was lasting, tight and secure around her slender frame. Part of him wondered what would happen if he dared release her. Would she flee? Disappear without a trace? Logic brought doubt of her escape but he wasn’t having any of it. Giving the slightest chance of an escape would be detrimental to him. So Brady continued to hold her close, taking in her scent and welcoming the flow of tears upon his chest.
Everything was perfect at that moment and he didn’t need to risk it all vanishing by asking worthless questions. All that mattered was that Cree had returned to him. Nothing was ever going to bring him down from the high he was in at that moment. Nothing at a-.
Neither of them had time to react as a sudden downpour cascaded upon them, both Cree and Brady soaked to the bone as they fumbled away from one-another with widened orbs. Standing with them in the alleyway was a rather tall woman, a frown playing on her lips as she narrowed her eyes at the boy. She watched the water drip from his drenched, dark locks and she huffed at the fabric of his clothes clinging to his muscled frame. She even scuffed at the sight of his cheek scorched from the attack of the fire bender.
The woman raised a hand up as water droplets played in her palm, gathering up into a orb of crystal liquid ready for the attack. Brady turned his body and prepared to attack, his eyes flaring as he realized this newcomer was the reason he was doused by a waterfall. “You with them? I’m not above hitting a woman I’ll have you know,” the nonbender growled under his breath, his fists clenched and ready to go forth in a fury of punches. “Especially one disrespecting me and my fr-.”
A wave of her hand and the orb of water was soaring through the air, bursting just above Cree’s shivering form and soaking her further. A whimper escaped the girl’s lips as she discarded the worthless cloak, the fabric of her top and skirt clinging to her frame. Brady sent a wary gaze towards his friend before his glare intensifying as it focused once more on the newcomer.
“Shut your trap, hothead! You’re already on my short list for stepping into business you didn’t belong in!” The woman hissed as she shoved past the boy, her bending powers working quickly to send another orb from her palm and send him reeling back into the wall of the alley. Brady’s body bounced off the brick and it took him a moment to shake the pain away, leaving the woman to step to the young water bender’s side and bring a fist down upon her skull. Cree whined at the abuse and massaged the bump on her noggin, all the while the newcomer frowning at the display while holding a hand at the ready to fend off the nonbender who’s glare burned on her figure once more. “What did I tell you huh? What happened to all those lessons I taught you huh? When faced with adversity and when lacking the ability to flee, use your bending techniques to neutralize the enemy so that you may then flee. What happened huh? You certainly didn’t flee and you certainly were mucking up the dirty street with your damn tears. And look at the nice cloak I got for you huh? Probably stained and ruined! And guess what, you didn’t even water bend! What the hell is that about huh? What’s the point of having those damn powers if you’re just going to-!”
“B-But I did water bend!” Cree whined aloud, the poor girl flinching away as the woman motioned another punch to her skull. “I-I did water be-.”
“Yeah on one guy who wasn’t even paying any attention to you. You had three guys to handle and let me just say they were easy targets. I wouldn’t have even set it up so they’d corner you if they weren’t. And damn it all, it was all wasted no thanks to this good for nothing punk who just decided it was his civil duty to step into a fight he had no business being in. And it looked like he was ready to get busy too because he-,” the woman paused her words and she turned to stare upon Brady, the boy stomping to her side with a frown of his own on his lips. She observed him carefully for a moment before turning back to the shivering form of Cree with a sigh. “Lemme guess, you two know each other?”
“What the hell tipped it off for you?” Brady hissed in retort, his own body threatening to shake as a breeze worked its way through the alleyway. He managed to hold it off though. “Perhaps it was the fact she called me by my name? Maybe it was the hugging? But enough about that, don’t touch Cree like that. What the hell is your problem anyway? Who the hell are you, bitch?”
The woman waved her hand once more and just as quickly as before, another downpour crashed upon Brady. It was much colder than before and he could not keep his lips from quivering; however, the nonbender kept his stance strong as he stared deep into the eyes of the woman before him.
“Do not call me such a vile term, you worthless punk. For your information, I’m her teacher,” the woman hissed through gritted teeth, her eyes flaring as she threatened another wave of water in her hand. She would have followed through with it too if not for the sudden small form of Cree weaseling by with her arms outstretched to protect her friend. “Cree, stand aside and-.”
“No Miss Lana, please don’t be mean to Brady. He’s just being protective of me. He doesn’t mean to say such things to you. Y-You just caught him by surprise is all. Please stop soaking him to the bone,” the young water bender pleaded, her words brave though her body still shook like a maraca. Brady eyed the back of those drenched curls in shock, unsure of what to say at that moment. There was so much going on that he wanted to question. There was so much that he wanted to say. But it was clear it wasn’t his place to speak…at least not at that moment. “P-Please he’s very important to me and-.”
“Just because he’s important doesn’t mean he’s allowed to call me such vile terms,” Lana snapped, her nose scrunched as if disgusted by the thought. “You’re friends with such a filthy punk as this?”
“And what gives you the right to hit her on the head and yell at her like you please huh? Just because you’re her teacher doesn’t give you the right to do that shit!” Brady recoiled, his voice growing silent as Cree glanced over her shoulder with a pleading stare. He couldn’t help but hold his tongue at that moment.
“M-Miss Lana, Brady isn’t a bad person. He was just trying to protect me like I said. He’s very important to me,” the water bender whispered though she matched her teacher’s gaze firmly, her courage clearly exponentially greater than before she had departed her friends and family to begin her training. “H-He’ll never call you anything like that again. I promise he won’t.”
“It doesn’t matter if you promise. He controls his destiny and therefore unless it comes from his mouth, it means nothing,” Lana added, rolling her eyes at her pupil’s failed attempt to ratify the situation. “So unless he promises to never speak those vile phrases, he’s-.”
“I’ll promise you that if you promise to stop hitting Cree and hurting her and drenching her in water and all that I’ve witnessed you doing since I first saw you then-wait a minute, did you say you orchestrated the attack on her?” Brady piped in with wide orbs focused on the woman.
“That I did, punk. I’m her teacher and she’s in training. I’ve got to keep her on her toes,” Lana answered truthfully with a shrug.
Brady then turned his gaze upon Cree. “D-Did you know that she-?”
“N-Not at the time, no,” the water bender answered truthfully, her cheeks tinted pink with embarrassment. “I-I didn’t know until she showed up. I-I must admit it’s not the first time she’s done something like-.”
The nonbender had turned his attention on Lana again, pointing an accusing finger towards the woman, “no more of any of that. You promise this and I promise to straighten up my act with you.”
At first, Lana held her tongue, her eyes surveying both the water bender and nonbender with an unamuzed gaze. Water dripped from their soaked bodies and they both quivered in their dismal state; however, it didn’t stop them from standing together before their adversary. Brady came forward to stand side-by-side with Cree, the boy then taking her hand and holding it tightly in his grasp. It was at that moment the teacher narrowed her eyes upon the joined holds, the woman then huffing aloud before turning and aiming to exit the alleyway. All the while she stepped over the fallen men’s bodies without a care.
“Fine fine, I can promise I’ll go a bit easier on her. However, if things are helping her through her training I’m going to continue as is. That’s the best I can do for you punk. Take it or leave it,” the woman called as she walked, waving a hand to emphasize her words as she turned the corner towards the safety of the open streets. “Come on Cree, we need to find your father.”
“Y-Yes ma’am!” Cree answered, her cheeks tinted pink as she remained at the boy’s side. Their fingers were intertwined as they stood together, Brady glancing down upon her shivering form with a hesitant grin.
“T-That could have gone better,” he mused, unsure of what else to say at that moment. Lucky for him, it granted a small giggle from his companion and he felt elated at the sweet sound. “S-Sorry about all that. I-I should have-.”
“No, none of that was your fault. I was extremely thankful to have you step in and help me with those thugs. And I was so excited to see you again after all this time. I’m just-s-so happy to see you,” her words were so sweet despite the stuttering and Brady couldn’t help but notice just how much more open she was being with him.
In the days he’d grown to know her, she was a timid soul who was always so hesitant to act on anything. And when her bending was striped from her…she was practically a shell forged in a swirling chaos of emotions. She was losing herself due to losing something that was so strongly part of her. Brady had always feared she’d never be able to come back from such a tragic time in her life. And then the Avatar ended the reign of the Equalists and brought the bending powers back to those who were affected. Cree was healed and slowly coming back to him.
But he never got to see her fully recover. She was so quickly whisked away by this woman who’d been a friend of the family for years. Brady didn’t trust Lana as far as he could throw her. First impressions meant a lot to him and she was so far an aggressive bitch who would use violence to mold his friend into the way she wanted her to be. But then he looked to Cree and saw her being braver and more open with him. She was trusting him with so much of her life from her letters and she was willing to stand up for him without a second thought when her teacher was aiming to soak him into shame. In a way, perhaps Lana wasn’t as bad as he originally thought. It was clear she was doing some good, even though he didn’t agree with the violent methods against the poor water bender. He didn’t tolerate anyone being rough with Cree. She didn’t deserve such hardships.
“Brady, you ok?” Cree’s voice chimed at his side and the nonbender broke from his thoughts, his eyes focusing on her concerned gaze. “Y-You got hurt. Your poor cheek. It looks damaged.”
“I’m fine. It’s just a little burn. It’ll be fine, don’t you worry about it,” Brady said with a small touch of his cheek. He hissed through his teeth at the sting it left surging through his body but he shook the pain away quick in hopes to keep those worried eyes from growing any bigger. “D-Don’t worry about it at all ok. I’m fine. A-Anyway, I’ve got so much to ask you. I don’t remember hearing about you returning to Republic City? What’s going on?”
The question seemed to cause the girl to hold her breath for a moment, her gaze shying away as she thought of what to say in response. “W-Well, it was a sudden return to be honest. I-I’m not so sure why we’ve come back. We do travel some depending on Miss Lana’s work so that could be a reason. The only thing she told me however was that we were to move quickly with our things and head back to the city for a short period of time. I didn’t even get to send word that we were coming,” she answered with a blush. “I-I would have definitely send word if I could. T-Though I suppose it all worked out in the end. You somehow appeared even without knowing I was here.”
“I guess one could call it fate,” Brady joked with a wink, the nonbender chuckling at her shy grin and her swaying their hands back-and-forth in such an innocent fashion. God, he missed her. “I-I’ve got more questions for you b-but it can all wait. W-We should probably head back as soon as possible. Your father will definitely want to see you. And lord I’m sure everyone else would want to see you too. I can already hear Prill’s howls of happiness.”
Cree’s eyes flashed at the remembrance of the others and she suddenly darted towards the streets, Brady dragging behind her with a hilarious look upon his face all the while they dodged the fallen men and left them to groan in pain within the alleyway. There was so much the nonbender wanted to know, so much he wanted to say. But he knew it was best to wait. Besides, he couldn’t help but grin while in tow with the excited water bender. Sure, everyone was going to wonder why they were both soaked to the bone and there was sure to be some snide remarks from some but it didn’t matter. Cree had returned to him. Nothing was going to dampen his mood.
“Bout time, you two emerged. I was beginning to think the worse,” Lana called from the street as the duo forced past her, the woman then grabbing hold of Brady’s shoulder to break him away from Cree’s hold. The girl stumbled and looked back in surprise; however, her teacher waved her off to continue forward. “Go on ahead and we’ll catch up. I need to talk to your friend here. Get better acquianted with him.”
“Y-You’re not going to be mean to him, are you Miss La-?”
“No, I’m not going to be mean to him. Just go on ahead. You really need to see your father as soon as possible least he have me on a pike for failing to annouce our arrival sooner,” Lana called out and Cree then focused her stare upon the frowning boy in her teacher’s hold. He gave a shrug and motioned her to head on, reassuring her with a smile that everything would be ok. So though she was hesitant, the water bender continued on towards where she knew her friends and family would be waiting. All the while, the pair stood idle in the streets, Lana glancing about for a moment before whispering to the boy. “You’re one of the group she left behind right? You’re one of the Inn workers then?”
“I am,” Brady stated simply with a raised brow. “Why do you ask?”
“So I can trust you with certain pieces of knowledge about why were are here then?” The woman continued without a second thought, her eyes scanning the area once more to make sure no one was overhearing them. “There’s been some struggles in the tribes of water benders. We’re here to escape all that. Though it’s best to teach water bending in areas I’m familiar with and with great access to water and space to pratice, I’m afraid what’s going on is beyond what I’m willing to introduce her to at such a young age and with little grasp of her true potential.”
The nonbender raised a brow at the news, his eyes following the departing Cree before returning his gaze upon the woman beside him. “Does she not know why you both are here?”
“Not in the least. She doesn’t need to know about that stuff. Not yet anyway. And besides, this whole relocation gives her a chance to see those she left behind. Damn kid won’t stop talking about you all. It was getting quite annoying,” Lana huffed before stepping along towards where Cree disappeared to. “Anyway, I’d advise keeping this bit of knowledge from her. And do me a favor and don’t distract her from her training. It’s going to be difficult to find practicing areas in this damnable city and with her boyfriend lingering about, lord knows she won’t get a damn thing done.”
Brady growled at the attitude the woman presented though he made sure to mumble, “I’m not her boyfriend.”
“Sure you’re not,” the woman mused in disbelief and was soon out of reach, the nonbender bawling his fists at his side before dashing after the water bending pair with a frown. There was so much going on that he didn’t quite understand yet and he wanted nothing more than to ask his questions. But for now he’d play things by ear, especially after Lana’s warning of the water tribes. For now, he’d hold off talking with Cree about it and instead focus his time with her on rekindling their friendship with some much needed time well-spent. It was likely Prill was going to try and hog her for as much time as possible but he couldn’t let that happen. After all, Cree had said it herself. She missed Brady more than anything else.