#ryoma 01

It was probably frightening to some, running into a man in armor that towered over you...Yet, the princess didn’t quite think the same way as others did. Admittedly, she didn’t even know how to keep her mouth shut sometimes. Certainly, if her brother or sister was present, they’d remind her to be a proper lady. And yet...

“Ahm...I wasn’t aware the Emperor Walhart had a son.” A smile spread itself across her face, “It’s honorable and respectable that you have taken to dressing after the original lobster Lord himself!”

She already knew she couldn’t do much in response to the chaos taking hold of the city as of late. Her power had severely lacked when it came to dealing with those much stronger than herself at the time. However, something changed and that change was drastic.

She knew Raava’s power was locked away within her somewhere. She knew it was there, she just couldn’t reach it. Until now. Korra had no idea what had made her try but when she threw a punch, a large gust of wind followed and took out a pair of citizens in one hit. To say she was shocked would be an understatement.

However it was what happened next which made her blood run cold.

The citizens had disappeared, replaced by a large cocoon as tall as a skyscraper, if not taller. She didn’t want to be near it; the dread she’d felt was unbearable. She couldn’t handle this alone, she needed allies. As stubborn as she was sometimes, she knew it was the truth.

@rxndheaven

Personal Frame wanted to be strong. She wanted the ability to protect others. Her previous existence as an immobile machine was a shameful memory -- the only assistance she could provide her user in a fight were warnings and suggested escape routes. She could not take a blow for them or strike at an enemy’s weak spot. But it was different now. PF could move on her own, she could jump into action, she could use this body to stand up and fight!

“Ha-cha~... Fwah~...!”  

Unfortunately, her only weapon was a butterfly net.  And at most, it was a cumbersome distraction to the insects she had been targeting, who had been able to keep themselves out of her grasp. But she had not been given anything more suitable... at the very least, she could at least learn the proper form for holding a sword. Right? The basics were important! She turned on her heel and swiped behind her, her net colliding with something.... solid?

“Incredible.” The android’s eyes glowed bright with interest, scorching the image of the tall, regal man she had hit into her memory banks.  Another samurai! But this one had more flourish to his uniform, a suit of crimson she wanted to inspect with a closer eye.