#*mirrormirror

And there she was. It was like looking into a mirror, a dream. This moment couldn't be real, maybe this was a dream?  It wouldnt be first time she dreamt this moment. She dug her nails into her arm, the pain told her this was no dream Korra was in sight. She ws really this close to her sister.

 It was time to say hello, but she didn't know how to do it. Hey, long time no see. just didnt seem right. In her daydreams of this moment she would either run up and hug her sister, or punch her. Feelings of love and hate ran strong, she didn't know which one she would give into.

Though Korra did deserve a good punch. Kirra was happy to finally see her but at the same she just wanted to punch her. How do you just forget? How do you just go on with your life as if nothing happened? As if no one important was missing? How?  Kirra couldn't make sense of it so came to the assumption that Korra just didn't care in the first place.

She lept forward, body moving without much thought to guide it. Those Impulsive actions Unalaq always told her she needed to control. This was a bad idea, but she didn't care. she was just going to say hello, then vanish again, one quick game. One fluid motion she shifted into a stance, pulling the water from a small jug on her hip, and sent it flying towards Korra, turning into a small block of ice as it neared her.