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The start of forever (Kyalin)

Lin found herself actually excited to go to air temple island that night after having been invited by Mako earlier that day. He had said that Pema had urged him to convince her to come, so after initially resisting she had given in. She had tried not to make it too obvious that the deciding factor had been Kya's presence... thinking back to the interaction now, she realized how little success she'd had with that.

Oh well, she thought to herself, deciding that at this point people may as well know why she declined the many invitations to parties and dates offered by women and men alike. Most of her suitors were women, and sometimes she got quite fed up with their showing up at the station, some trying to fake a report and others blatantly stating their cause for being there. A few times there had to be forced removals, when someone got a little excited and decided to invite themselves into her office. Hell, there had even been people deciding to commit major crimes to get her attention.

She had had her sights set on Kya since before she and Tenzin had broken up, but had been far too shy and blinded by her somewhat forced attraction to Tenzin to say anything. It had been plenty of time since they broke up now though, he wouldn't care if she made a move, would he? Knowing Tenzin, he would probably now know how to react and get very awkward, but she didn't care anymore. Tonight was the night she would make her move.

There was a knock on the door, and she heard Mako's voice from just outside her office.

"I'll see you at six then, Chief?"

"Yeah, yeah," She responded, grumbling to herself about how early they were expected for dinner with Tenzin. She usually ate long after dark, only getting food once she got home, which was always quite late. She tended to work much longer than she was required, preferring to stay on top of or even get ahead of paperwork in the evenings when the station was quiet. There was no doing that tonight, but at least it was something different to do.

At least Kya would be there, she thought, scoffing at herself. Was she really this desperate for her old friend? They hadn't seen each other in years, and yet Lin felt such a longing to even just sit close to her. When she thought about it realistically, though she wanted to make a move tonight, it wasn't likely to happen. The few times she'd tried to, she'd become so flustered that she had to leave the room and not talk to Kya until much later. She had even tried in letters, which she ended up throwing out before sending, and over the phone, when she had simply hung up after Kya had answered. The truth was that she was hopeless, but it couldn't hurt to dream.

She heard Mako and a few of the others leaving, and decided she'd go home and actually wear something other than her uniform tonight. On her way out, she made sure that one of her senior officers would close up the station, as he was usually one of the last ones to leave and knew the drill almost as well as Lin herself.

The drive back to her apartment was short and quiet, along backstreets in order to avoid any traffic. Still, she was itching to get to air temple island, to see Kya. When she got home after the impossibly long though actually short drive, she immediately bent off her armour, hanging it on the wall. She walked into her room and opened her closet, moving aside her many white tank tops and track pants to get to the few other items of clothing she owned. There were a couple of fancy dresses, but tonight was supposed to just be a casual dinner for family and friends, so that wouldn't work. She rummaged through, trying to find her one pair of normal pants.

"There you are!" She said triumphantly after finally finding them at the very back of her closet. She picked out a simple but oddly flowy top to go with them and put the whole ensemble on. Deciding to try to impress Kya through her looks if nothing else, she took her hair out of her usual bun and tied it in a half-up half-down do. Satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed her keys and left for the dock.