automic: (i wasn't lookin' for this)
Asami Sato ([personal profile] automic) wrote2013-01-22 10:49 am

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Series: The Legend of Korra
Character Age: 17/18

Canon: It’s been sixteen years since the previous Avatar of Avatar: The Last Airbender died after successfully uniting the four nations of the world together. While the world seems to be at peace at the moment, Korra, the new Avatar, has her work cut out for her as conflict rises between benders, those who can manipulate the elements, and overwhelmingly disadvantaged non-benders. Republic City, an industrialized city inhabited by benders and non-benders from all four nations, is the centre of this growing unrest. Tired of being treated as second-class citizens, non-benders have begun a rebellion to overthrow the benders led by a mysterious masked man known as Amon.

Asami is one of the few non-benders who is not only against the rebellion, but also one of Korra’s friends (canonically nicknamed Team Avatar). Although the daughter of a wealthy automobile tycoon, Asami has proven that she is not the spoiled daddy’s little girl others think she is. Both kind and resourceful, Asami not only convinced her father to sponsor Mako, Bolin, and Korra when they had no money for a competition, she also opened her home to Mako and Bolin when they faced the risk of going back on the streets. But don’t confuse her kindness with weakness; despite being the only member of Team Avatar who can’t bend, she more than makes up for it with her self-defense skills and quick thinking. When not helping the Avatar save the world, Asami's main hobby is anything auto-related.

Note: Satomobile is the name of the vehicles built by Future Industries, the company Asami’s father runs.

Sample Post:

Oh my gosh--I’m so sorry! Are you alright, sir? How many fingers am I holding up? I’m not sure “reeogh” is an actual number but it sounded close enough to three. We better check that you don’t have a concussion though, just to be on the safe side. I’m sorry, I’m usually a better driver than this. At first I thought that one of my tires got blown out but they look exactly the same as they did when I checked them earlier. And unless you’ve got some giant Badgermoles around these parts there definitely weren’t any bumps or holes on the road big enough to make me swerve like that. I’m a little worried about the weird dent I saw in the back, though. You’d think it was some kind of bull that did it except it would have to be made of metal to even leave a mark on my car.

But that’s just crazy. I mean, robotic bulls? I wasn't born yesterday, you know.

Anyway, that’s not important. What matters now is making sure you’re okay. Can you stand? Oh good, it seems like you can, even if you’re swaying a little too much for my comfort. I hope I didn’t hit you too hard, did I? Normally I’d believe you if you say you are but you don’t look so good. Your skin’s literally turning green and you look pretty dehydrated if your dry lips are anything to go by. It’s unseasonably warm today, too, and I’d never forgive myself if I just left you out here in the middle of nowhere. Besides, I saw a sign a mile back saying something about a camp. “Camp Fuku Die,” I think? The rest of the letters were singed off so that’s... encouraging, but it’s still better than nothing. I’m sure we can find a hospital of some sort once we get there. Let me give you a lift, it’s the least I can do.

Oh no, please don’t run away. I get that you’re probably a little freaked out by cars right now but I promise you that it’s perfectly safe. It’s the newest Satomobile my father’s company made, top of the line if I do say so myself. Yeah, it’s a nice day and all, but you have to admit that walking is kind of overrated, especially if you can travel in style. And if it makes you feel better, I'll try not to go over the speed limit this time.

Er, sir? That’s the driver’s side you’re trying to open, the passenger’s seat is over there. Wow, you must’ve hit your head harder than I thought if you can’t open the door. Here, let me help you--aah! Sir, I know that you’re probably not exactly in your right mind at the moment but I’d really appreciate it if you let go of my arm. Listen, I’m trying to help you and the sooner you let go, the sooner we can get this over with.

… Okay, I don’t know if this is just part of the culture here, but your teeth are getting a little too close to my arm for my liking. Help or no help, if you don’t let go of me in three seconds, you’re going to be in a world of hurt.

One... two... three... Heeyah!

To be fair, I did warn you that would happen.

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