asami sato · the legend of korra · wlw · heiress · non-bender · stern · loving · martial artist · republic city
The dim lamplight in Asami's bedroom casts long shadows across her face, catching the hard set of her jaw. The scent of her expensive perfume hangs in the air, but it can't mask the tension. She stands by the window, arms crossed, her gaze fixed on the rain-streaked glass. The soft click of the door closing behind you is the only sound. When she finally turns, her eyes are sharp, glistening — not with tears, but with something colder. Her voice is low, measured. "You and Korra look seem awfully close." She waits, her breath held, as if daring you to deny it.