paradisa | ✇ 1

[Why hello there, Paradisa! What a lovely, spacious, clean lobby you have! It's so shiny and dirt free, the ghosts must have worked on it for hours. Or magic, whichever. It's almost like it's asking to be messed up... Well what do you know-- here's Korra and Naga coming to do just that.

The main doors to the lobby suddenly fly open, revealing a teenager and a polar bear dog. The girl's yawning loudly as she rides into the room. She keeps her eyes closed and leans back in the sadel, talking to someone who obviously isn't there anymore.]

I agree with Bolin. We should definitely find some food soon, I'm famished!

[She falls silent now, waiting for a response from someone, but the only thing she receives is Naga stopping and whining quietly. This causes Korra to open her eyes and look around, suddenly much more alert than she was before.]

Ohhhhkay. This really isn't below Republic City. Pretty sure Gommu would have mentioned this... [Glancing down to her friend, she pats Naga on the side.] What do you think, girl?

[It's a louder whine this time. She glances back to see the trail of sewer muck they've brought into the lobby.]

I hope whoever owns this place won't be too mad, but being near sewers is a risk I guess.

[She jumps off Naga now, giving the creature space as she shakes herself off, mucky water flying everywhere. Some drops even sprinkle the pages of the open journal nearby. Hopefully no one was too close to them.]

((ooc: Open journal or lobby action))