The Thing About Space.

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Just to let you know, I'm changing the book a bit ( for the better ( '・・)ノ(._.') ) so if you want you can re-read to see, what, when, and where. :D

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"I expected better from the both of you," Raiko, hands clasped to his mouth, spat. He sent his glare to Korra letting it linger for a moment but she stared him back down and he turned to Asami who was giving him an equally as irritated look. "Some more than others." He mumbled within a sigh.

This was bullshit if Asami had ever seen any, she swore in that very moment if there was any punishment for that misunderstanding, she would ruin everybody's lives. Reason was always the first thing on her mind out of all the stuff in there, but when her dad was mad that was the single worst feeling ever. And if Aiwei ran his big mouth saying fictional stuff, the worst fictional stuff to get in trouble for, she would not let it not be anyone's problem.

Raiko scratched his beard, "So, why shouldn't I suspend you?" He hummed, "Asami?" "Because nothing happened." Her tone was sharp, almost as sharp as her peer. Raiko raised a brow, "Well that's not what Mr. Aiwei had informed me." he said. Korra rolled her eyes, "Aiwei is a liar and you're gullible as fuck." she rested her head back.

His brows snapped, "Excuse me?" "Yeah excuse you, and excuse us too. She is exactly right-" Asami paused, "I mean, could have phrased it differently but Mr. Aiwei wasn't even there in the first place." she huffed. Raiko hummed with indifference, "Then answer to me now, why were you inside a closed off area anyways?"

"It was not closed off principal Raiko. If you would stop putting your personal feelings and need for a power pose affront the objectively factual statements we're making for your trusted judgement as our principal, you would hear the voice of truth." Asami tapped his desk, looking at him with narrowed eyes, "According to you Mr. Aiwei and his assumption of the predicament, he found us inside of room four zero nine, otherwise known as the third floor in that building's storage room. Which by the way, it is evidently neglected organization, sanitarily, hazardously, and et cetera wise," she said, "You need to get on fixing that. Back to the situation, he found us in there calling for help, I'll have you know, to get out of the room. We were trapped inside and needed to get out, the door was barricaded from the outside. If that was us, how did we do that whilst simultaneously being inside as well?"

Raiko opened his mouth, she raised a silencing a finger, "There is no explanation, it's not possible. The reason we were in there in the first place was a communication issue between an assortment of people, all under your jurisdiction as both a boss to the faculty," she sighed, "And alleged principal. You clearly have no sense of direction in managing all your students to prevent such mishaps from recurring, " she puffed, "And judging by your reaction, as well as another situation, sexual relations are a repetitive problem in, once again, your school." Asami covered her mouth feigning thought, "Oh, and sir?" she asked, her tone changed significantly from the offensive one.

At a loss for words, "What..?" Raiko croaked before finally blinking. Asami looked at Korra, who to her internal surprise, was already looking at her with an open mouth smile, and hummed. She looked back at Raiko, "How do two girls even have sex?" she asked and his brows creased, "Uh.. well, it's... possible." he looked at Korra and she raised a brow, "Why are you looking at me?" she shrugged, "I'm not gay, I don't know." The confusion that scrunched his face had her eyes tearing from containing a laugh.

He didn't know what to say, Asami hummed again feigning even more wonder, "And how would you know, sir?" she pointed to a frame on his desk, "Not to be nosy, but you're married aren't you? And it's not like you're in a Sapphic marriage, you're a guy. So... you must've found out to through..." she let a long confusing moment of silence surface to a bubbling extent. 

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