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Nap time, little leafs
My initial idea for this one went something along the lines of Jinora reading to Ikki and Meelo, and falling asleep over time.
I actually enjoy these sorts of lazy days.
(Source: doodlebug-debz)
Jinora huffed over her shoulder at Ikki before sulking after her mother. Both her siblings were learning to ride air scooters by the time they were four, but Jinora hadn’t quite managed to bend until she was almost six.
Before Pema could ask what was wrong, Jinora burst, “It just isn’t fair! I’m the oldest, I should have been the one to airbend right away. I read all the books, I studied all the different techniques, but it still took me forever. And now, Ikki will never shut up about me having trouble with my bending.”
“But you didn’t let that stop you, did you? You trained with all your heart, and now look at you; you’re your father’s best pupil, and you’re almost ready to receive your arrows.”
Pema looked lovingly at her eldest daughter. In a way, Jinora was most like herself, more quiet and studious than her hyperactive younger siblings. It pained her that Jinora took her bending latency to heart. Although she took a bit longer to actually bend than her other siblings, her meditation and knowledge of forms were far past her brother and sister.
“Jinora darling,” she knelt to her daughter’s level and looked her in the eye. “There is a reason that we are all different. It is our differences that make us perfect, and you, and Ikki, and Meelo are all perfect to me. I think you needed to learn how to bend before you could do it, just like Meelo and Ikki bent the wind and now need to learn how to calm their spirits and meditate. To me, that seems like a much more difficult feat for them.” She stroked Jinora’s hair softly. “You have far exceeded your father’s, and your grandfather’s, expectations of the future of our culture and no one is prouder than I am.” Jinora smiled softly, and Pema continued to stroke her hair.
“Besides, now you’re old enough to help me with the baby and be his teacher after he’s born.” She held Jinora’s hand to her stomach, and almost as if the baby knew, it kicked out at her small hand.
Jinora’s eyes widened with joy as she felt the baby. She remembered feeling Ikki and Meelo both kicking for the first time, and she smiled at her unborn sibling. “You’re gonna be a great bender, aren’t you?”
“With you as a big sister and mentor, I have no doubt about it. In time, you might even become a better master than your father. But don’t tell him I said that.” Pema placed a hand over Jinora’s and gave her a small wink. “Now, let’s go back and get some lunch before the two beasties gobble everything up.”
Jinora nodded, and threw her arms around her mother tightly. “Thanks, Mom. For everything.”
Pema held her daughter tightly, holding her in the hug for a moment. She squeezed Jinora for good measure and then slowly hoisted herself to her feet. “C’mon darling. Knowing your sister, she’s probably talking the ear off of poor Jinju.” The two walked into the dining room into a world of pure chaos.
Meelo had manage to climb on top of the poor air acolyte, screaming about bison riding, and Ikki was tugging on Jinju’s arm begging for her own ride on his back. Poor Jinju looked like he was going to cry, and the remains of lunch were strewn everywhere. Amidst all the screaming and chaos, Bolin and Korra walked into the room.
Where are the rest of my little cloudbabies? I could have sworn Meelo and Ikki were right here…
Light on Your Feet: Time for Lunch!
Pema watched as Korra went to change out of her Air Nomad getup and smiled. She wasn’t worried about Korra airbending, she knew it would just take some time. Speaking of airbenders, it was time for hers to have some lunch. Excellent, Pema thought to herself, let’s fuel…
(sorry guys, I cant reblog properly now, I’m on my phone) Pema quickly ushered her children inside with a smile; she saw the earthbender boy looking for Korra and the last thing those two needed was Ikki and Meelo interrupting them every two seconds. Spirits above know it was difficult enough dealing with them herself. She hoisted a giggling Meelo up with her free hand, where he immediately began “flying”, zooming noises and all. Ikki continued pestering her sister until Pema nudged her with her one foot, gently coaxinxbvg the chattery girl inside. Jinora trailed behind, still sore at Ikki and her mom for bringing up her airbending. Pema looked behind, and mouthed to her eldest child “We’ll talk once they’re settled”, motioning to the two crazy children. The four finally arrived at the small room where the family took their meals. Pema plopped Meelo on the floor along with the plate of food, and motioned for one of the novices to come over.
“Make sure they don’t blast each other to oblivion or choke” motioning to Meelo and Ikki. “We’ll be right back.” And with that, Pema beckoned for Jinora to join her at the door.Jinora huffed over her shoulder at Ikki before sulking after her mother. Both her siblings were learning to ride air scooters by the time they were four, but Jinora hadn’t quite managed to bend until she was almost six.
Before Pema could ask what was wrong, Jinora burst, “It just isn’t fair! I’m the oldest, I should have been the one to airbend right away. I read all the books, I studied all the different techniques, but it still took me forever. And now, Ikki will never shut up about me having trouble with my bending.”
“But you didn’t let that stop you, did you? You trained with all your heart, and now look at you; you’re your father’s best pupil, and you’re almost ready to receive your arrows.”
Pema looked lovingly at her eldest daughter. In a way, Jinora was most like herself, more quiet and studious than her hyperactive younger siblings. It pained her that Jinora took her bending latency to heart. Although she took a bit longer to actually bend than her other siblings, her meditation and knowledge of forms were far past her brother and sister.
“Jinora darling,” she knelt to her daughter’s level and looked her in the eye. “There is a reason that we are all different. It is our differences that make us perfect, and you, and Ikki, and Meelo are all perfect to me. I think you needed to learn how to bend before you could do it, just like Meelo and Ikki bent the wind and now need to learn how to calm their spirits and meditate. To me, that seems like a much more difficult feat for them.” She stroked Jinora’s hair softly. “You have far exceeded your father’s, and your grandfather’s, expectations of the future of our culture and no one is prouder than I am.” Jinora smiled softly, and Pema continued to stroke her hair.
“Besides, now you’re old enough to help me with the baby and be his teacher after he’s born.” She held Jinora’s hand to her stomach, and almost as if the baby knew, it kicked out at her small hand.
[[OOC: Sorry if I’m such crap at this, I’m like never on when everyone else is and I have no idea where to go with this… Stuff…]]
Oh honey don’t worry about it! I’m always on at weird times too, that’s nothing to be ashamed of! And everyone is new at some point. My only suggestion is only talk for yourself. XD this is the same thing I told my azula in another blog, yes I have another because I have problems. Provide the set up for another person but let them decide how much they use. If your put words in her mouth, or in Azula’s case, fire in his face, then your control the story more than they do. AND THAT GOES FOR ALL OF YOU BOYS AND GIRLS!
The way I’m portraying Pema is literally just like my mother. She had 5 kids and we drive her nuts. And yet, the love is still there <3
Pema watched as Korra went to change out of her Air Nomad getup and smiled. She wasn’t worried about Korra airbending, she knew it would just take some time. Speaking of airbenders, it was time for hers to have some lunch. Excellent, Pema thought to herself, let’s fuel…
(sorry guys, I cant reblog properly now, I’m on my phone) Pema quickly ushered her children inside with a smile; she saw the earthbender boy looking for Korra and the last thing those two needed was Ikki and Meelo interrupting them every two seconds. Spirits above know it was difficult enough dealing with them herself. She hoisted a giggling Meelo up with her free hand, where he immediately began “flying”, zooming noises and all. Ikki continued pestering her sister until Pema nudged her with her one foot, gently coaxinxbvg the chattery girl inside. Jinora trailed behind, still sore at Ikki and her mom for bringing up her airbending. Pema looked behind, and mouthed to her eldest child “We’ll talk once they’re settled”, motioning to the two crazy children. The four finally arrived at the small room where the family took their meals. Pema plopped Meelo on the floor along with the plate of food, and motioned for one of the novices to come over.
“Make sure they don’t blast each other to oblivion or choke” motioning to Meelo and Ikki. “We’ll be right back.” And with that, Pema beckoned for Jinora to join her at the door.
Pema watched as Korra went to change out of her Air Nomad getup and smiled. She wasn’t worried about Korra airbending, she knew it would just take some time. Speaking of airbenders, it was time for hers to have some lunch. Excellent, Pema thought to herself, let’s fuel their wanton destruction. “JINORA, IKKI, AND MEELO, TIME FOR LU-UNCH!” She shouted across the pavilion, and she knew it was only a matter of seconds before her children emerged from the woodwork.
“Thanks, Pema.” Korra sat up and she watched the airbending master’s wife set up the food. Mothers seemed to always know what you were thinking. The only reason airbending frustrated her so much was because the rest of them could, and it made her feel incompetent. To make matters worse, the looks they gave her when she couldn’t do it…it felt like pity. Korra hated pity. She was the avatar!
Korra pouted to herself. “I bet none of your kids were ever this bad at airbending,” she grumbled, blowing the hair out of her face.”
Pema chuckled as she handed Korra a sandwich and placed the plate at her side. “Jinora had a little bit of difficulty at first, she would have much rather read about it in her father’s scrolls than actually done it. Ikki on the other hand,” she laughed again, remembering the tiny girl zipping around the house, “her spirit is so bubbly and buoyant that she was flying before she could talk properly.” She saw Korra’s shoulder’s slump a bit, and she gently placed her arm on the distraught girl’s shoulder. “Just like Jinora, you need to open your mind past what you know. You were always content being powerful and strong, but you need to learn to open your heart to the wind itself. Let it flow through you instead of you channeling it.”
Pema was almost surprised as to how easily the words came to her. It was like the air itself was talking to Korra. She smiled softly, I am around airbenders too much.
Reblog as text, not as a link. It doesn’t cut off the rest of the writing that way. So when you reblog something, it will be on the top of the reblogging page. It says reblog as… then pick text
Happy rp-ing!
