Jul 5, 2015
"He's dead, right?"
“Of course he is. You’ll keep quiet about this, I assume?”
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"He's dead, right?"
“Of course he is. You’ll keep quiet about this, I assume?”
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“What face?” She frowned a moment, attempting to puzzle out what sort of face she was making. She didn’t have nearly the same expressive range Varrick did. At least, she didn’t think she did. Perhaps he thought otherwise? “It’s not that I don’t approve, dear husband. I believe filling my former position with an actual cold, heartless machine is preferable.” Definitely preferable over filling the former position with another human being, anyway. “Building such a machine, however, will take quite some time… especially if its intended to be the ultimate assistant.” Perhaps it was a bit of a sore spot that he thought that any machine could perform all the tasks she did with as much care as she did, but she wasn’t going to dwell on it. She would’ve also added something about the plausibility in succeeding at building such a device, but this was her husband she was talking about. He could make just about anything plausible.
“I would never object to getting to spend more time with you.”
“Well, I guess I could hire someone in the meantime....” he admitted, both looking and sounding doubtful. It wasn’t like he couldn’t afford it - heck, it’s not even like he wasn’t willing to pay! But Zhu Li...she really was a one in a million assistant, and if he was honest with himself, he wasn’t sure he could even he could replicate her flawless design (let alone another person doing her job!). But he had to do something different, right? She was his wife now, for crying out loud!Â
“It will....take time, yes, but I’ll make it work. In the mean time....”  Varrick threw an arm around Zhu Li and pulled her closer. “...what’s on the agenda today?”
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Woooah that was a lot of bags. But he couldn’t give up hope! This was his husbandly duty, and he would carry it out with the same gusto he did everything else in his life!
Or at least, that was the plan. By the time Zhu Li had loaded all of his bags into his arms, he was practically teetering.Â
“For the love of Raava, what’s in these?!!” he began, but then he saw the look on Zhu Li’s face. That smile, that BLUSH, it was all more than worth it. Right. This was his husbandly duty, he could do this. He could totally do this.Â
“I mean...great! Thank you dear.”  With quite a bit of trouble, he took the first few steps toward their destination. Maybe after this he could start going to a gym.Â
rumour: Varrick needs reading glasses, but his vanity means that more often than not, the glasses are in their case instead of on his face.
"False! How old do you think I am anyway? I can see fine! What you need is some tact my faceless friend, and I am going to be the one to give it to you!"
"Now, it's not polite to assume people would need to choose between having glasses and not, when I could clearly invent something better. That's 'Varrick on Tact' for you."
"Varrick....on.....tact...."
"Varrickontacts! That's what I'll calm them! Zhu Li, write that down! Er...please!"
"I may or may not have kept various rumors about your sexual experiences in a private folder in my filing cabinet." Zhu Li's cheeks tinged a slight shade of pink because she was still getting used to this new aspect of their relationship. "It is my intention to determine the veracity of these rumors."
"Oh really? Would you like some help with Varri-fying these, my good lady?"
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askzhuli reblogged your post:Icarus and the Sea Chapter 29 Deleted Scene
Oh man, I didn’t know how much I needed Varrick trolling Baatar Jr. until I read this. No, wait. I always needed this. I...
I write them like Varrick is the guy running the fake trivia blog where he posts things like "Chris Evans spent three weeks in a fridge to get into character for his part as Captain America" and "All slugs are actually just molting snails" and Baatar Jr is the guy who reblogs like "UM??? Is no one going to address the OBVIOUS INACCURACIES in this post? I have not managed to find a source of ANY of these so-called 'facts' and it disturbs me to see so many people just blindly reblogging these things"
askzhuli replied to your post:like if you try and tell me that korrasami was...
Can’t I be completely satisfied with both but also extremely obsessed with one more than the other? LOL
ahaha that's fine by me. This was mostly aimed at korrasami haters tbh
From askzhuli head canon
Okay can someone please do these I have fallen in love with them. Zhu li has just started working for Varrick. The Southern Water Tribe businessman thinks he can get the most out of his assistant and not have to worry about her finding out about his “shady business dealings.” But he is in for a surprise, when she easily makes the discovery, and she confronts him by swiveling around in his very own swivel chair, damning documents on the desk. She makes him an offer he cannot refuse. 
5. Zhu Li is too professional for her own good. When a guest at Varrick’s party starts becoming extremely rude to his assistant, Varrick steps in and lays down the law (emphasizing the fact that the only reason the guest’s head isn’t a squished grape is because his assistant is a TRUE professional who exhibits remarkable self-control).