How does it feel

How does it feel 59

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"Hellooooo?" Azula whines. "I know you can hear me Johnny 5." The annoyed princess buffs her nails as she leans against the phone booth.

Korra's jaw clenches. "What's she doing here?"

Katara speaks up. "She's under suspicion due to Seika's arrest. She seems to be seeking asylum."

Azula takes a deep breath and rolls her eyes. Waiting was not something she enjoyed. "I have information that might be important to a certain Avatar."

Korra shakes her head and sighs. "Yeah right."

The computer system flashes and beeps a few times as it makes calculations. "Korra, it's alright. Escort her inside."

The Avatar squints her eyes suspiciously. Maybe Katara lied to her about working with Azula. "Are you sure?" The Avatar asks.

The projection of Katara nods. "Yes, it appears she may actually have some information that can be of use to us."

Korra sees her wife averting her eyes. "Hey, I'm not gonna let Chelse take you. I promise." Asami half smiles and nods. Korra follows a sentry to one of the exits.

Asami swallows as the door closes. Truthfully Chelse was the furthest thing from her mind. She needed to know if the Katara from their world was serious about her plan. "Uhh, Katara, would you mind pulling up the images of the diplomats who were bombed yesterday?"

"Were you looking for something specific?" Katara asks as 24 pictures come up on her screen.

Green eyes widen seeing three familiar faces among the deceased. Asami lowers her eyes. "Katara, you said your dimensional distortion device used three types of energy. Do you think extra electricity will be enough to power it?"

"Under normal circumstances I would say no. However we've never had an omega traveler with Korra's level of power. Anything is possible." The computer system says.

Asami looks down caressing her stomach. That answer coupled with the dream told the industrialist everything she needed to know. Charging the machine wouldn't work and the Katara from their world knew it. It's the reason she was being asked to do the unthinkable. "This isn't fair." She says to herself.

The elderly projection of Katara stands in front of her. "What's not fair dear?"

Asami looks up at her. "Why does it have to be like this? Haven't we been through enough? Hasn't Korra been through enough? Do you even care how she feels anymore?" Katara cocks her head slightly. Asami averts her eyes knowing she was talking to a computer projection. "Never mind."

To her surprise she sees Katara trying in vain to cup her cheek. "I'm sorry. I truly am. I can't imagine how you must be feeling, but please know that I am doing everything in my power to fix what's happening. And getting you all home is a part of that."

Asami's bottom lip trembles. Her eyes well with tears. "I know." She lowers her head. The heiress knew it was only a projection, but hearing those words made her feel a little better.

On the dock

"What do you want Azula?" Korra asks.