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[There's a certain insufferable blue teenager hanging around Sector 2. He didn't feel much like sleeping tonight so he was out grabbing a strong cup of joe. He's sitting nearby when Korra sulks past, quirking a pale brow and calling out to her where he's casually sitting on a bench.
That is, I should point out he's perched on the top half with his feet on the seat of it.]
First night of patrol just not doing it for you? Funny that... Defense Force doesn't really have much to do these days.