...hirt was already off, the only thing on her chest covering her breasts were her bindings. Her back now had small pearls of sweat on it, just like her temples, forehead, armpits, stomach and anywhere else where there were folds in her skin. Korra roughly wiped her armband over her forehead, wiping away the sweat and decided she'd use some weights to lift. Mentally she thanked chief Lin Bei Fong, she was the one who told Korra she could use them, since the chief could metalbend herself new ones easily. Korra sat down on the low stone wall, kicked off her boots and grabbed the lychee juice; drinking it all at once. She shot a glance at the noodles and decided to eat them right now, after finishing those she'd get back to work again.
They tasted good, very good in fact; the Avatar would have to thank Pema later for it. The woman was amazingly kind and unbelievably patient, more patient than Korra could ever dream of being able to. Which brought her back to her frustration and anger, airbending was such a struggle and she hated it. Tenzin had told her she tried too hard, but when she shifted back a gear, she wasn't trying hard enough; it was confusing, testing her patience and focus. After the training of this morning Korra had growled loudly in utter frustration and told Tenzin she couldn't take it anymore, at least not for today, and just walked away; ending up training in a different way instead.
She took two weights in her hands an...