Part time Goddess (Invite)

Korra spent her time as she usually did, playing her lute for the masses, though she was a dungeon supporter, she worked only what she was hired to work. It was a lack of adventurers who needed and or trusted in her assistance that led her to her current job. Though she wasn't quite at the same level of Freya who was working a job that she was so unsure about that she would hesitate, instead, for Korra, this sort of work was common. She wasn't dressed in a unique outfit, instead she was still dressed in her usual hide clothing, her lute in her hand, she laid herself draped casually over a table as if it were her own personal living room. Though it looked insanely unprofessional, there wasn't a soul who corrected her, she had a rather unique reputation around town that allowed her to behave as such after all.

She was someone who simply wouldn't let a girl go until they were either frustrated or smitten this role of her's was much more well known then any other, but adventurers knew her true role quite well. The song she played was well composed, the notes, the tempo, the atmosphere it provided was so perfectly coordinated as if a god themselves couldn't do better. Korra's talent for music was strong enough to appear in the shape of a skill that calmed insecurities and negativity and increased morale and confidence in those who heard it. It was for this reason, some treated Korra's sudden whimsical concerts like a treasure, it was also why nobody minded the reality that Korra only ever seemed to lazily move at her own speed through life.

It was mid-music that she glanced back towards Freya, dressed in a made outfit, she perked her brow initially, her gaze scanning the goddess from head to toe as is assessing and analyzing assets. It wouldn't be hard for even a normal woman to feel the intensity of Korra's criticizing gaze upon them, it was because of this very intense gaze that she often sported a red palm print across her face every once in a while from a slap she no doubt deserved for looking too deeply. After a while, if Freya was paying attention to her, she'd see Korra's tongue slip out long enough to moisten her lips before she gestured with a lazy hand beckoning to the goddess as if asking for service with a coy grin. No doubt "this would have a similar result" were the thoughts many shared, but it was always a good show to see Korra causing disasters.

 

Korra only let out a very mellow giggle at the girl's words about being disrespectful. It was a new retort to her antics, but not one that was unexpected. Korra's nature only allowed for a single speed, without urgency or lethargy she shook her head back in response to the comment about being disrespectful. "Now now, don't say something so harsh. I just want to be as relaxed as possible-- At the very least Kirin's not here so I have at least the bare minimum of respect right?" She spoke commenting on her mount that she didn't call into the restaurant since it would be bad for business. Korra's relaxed and lazy demeanor however, while unnatural wasn't exactly causing problems. "I'm very comfortable like this-- a nice clean table where the floor of the dirt won't get to me, it's not confining like a chair would be, it's very nice; very free. You too-- You should relax as well, just be yourself, it's far more lovely that way." She explained with a gentle gesture at the air before going back to playing the lute with a content expression. Her words were filled with neither disrespect nor empty flattery, instead, she tried to have a discussion as equals, as two people even as her fingers continued to dart across the strings to try and keep the mood calm since it seemed her waitress was flustered.

Hearing Fraeya's voice though, Korra's ears perked, if nothing else, she was sensitive to sound, the anxiety in the goddess's voice wasn't hard for her to miss since sound and voices were something she understood well. "Take a deep breath--" She spoke, her gaze falling on her instrument as she tried to offer advice. "--It's best if you act natural, even if it's harsh what's most important is the comfort and quality of the service you provide. Once you have that down, you can afford to try different faces expressions and demeanor to set the mood you know?" She offered, flashing a mellow smile to the goddess with a glance before once more turning her eyes back down at her lute. A hum of consideration came from her lips as she considered what to order, but after only a few moments of silence, she finally answered with a gentle tone. "Something sweet to drink, not liquor though, surprise me~" She offered with a kind gesture, not too particular on what she was served as long as it wasn't alcohol and was sweet as she sipped it.

 

Korra's mellow smile remained even as Freya slid away, it was only unfortunate that Freya kept her grievances to herself, if she talked to Korra a while longer, she'd find Korra had a rather unique reason for being so relaxed and calm. No matter what it was she was doing, where she was in the world and what task she tackled, it was all purely for the sake of women and girls. She pursued and chased them openly, blatantly and without a scrap of restraint because she felt that was the only thing she needed in life to be happy. With only one thing to work towards, life came very easily to Korra, who didn't covet anything more then the warmth of a companion she'd yet to find. Wealth, lavish partying, delicious food, fine liquor were all, large homes and accommodations; all of these things weren't worth more then a blade of grass or grain of sand to Korra. She was content with a tree to protect her from the rain, and a large bag to protect her from the cold, bread when she was hungry and water when she was thirsty.

Seeing Freya leave to taste the drinks though, Korra chuckled to herself finding her ploy to be rather clever. A Goddess no matter who would find a hobby or direction somewhere, she imagined Freya who worked as a waitress didn't yet have one, so giving her more opportunities to expose herself to mortal culture would no doubt help her understand. while this was Korra's earnest and innocent intention, she was oblivious to it's potential to go wrong from the girl's weak senses. She relaxed idly in wait for Freya to return, though as she approached she could tell visibly that something was wrong. Korra's talent pertained only to music, only to her senses after all, the quality of her ability in those areas was the totality of her worth as a supporter after all. She noticed something wrong the moment Freya started approaching her again.

Rather then dwelling on it or shaming the goddess though, Korra tried to gently pet the table beside her, trying to offer Freya who seemed to have a few drinks a seat beside her. "Why not take a seat with me, if nothing else someone to talk to would help me find inspiration." She spoke as if anticipating that Freya would refuse if made an offer to help the goddess. Accepting the drink, she gazed down at it briefly before smiling towards Freya pulling it close, but not taking a drink as she continued playing idly. "Do you like music?" She asked, but rather then waiting for Freya's response, Korra continued with background music that was easier on the ears. "I like music." She answered her own question continuing. "How people respond to it and receive it tells me a lot about them. I've seen a lot of really amazing dancers since I've started playing, though I'm not sure how good Gods are at at that sort of thing." She said with a soft smile as if trying to playfully provoke Freya who had written off her advice, she assumed provocation would be an easy way of reaching her.

 

With a soft, almost disappointed sigh, Korra couldn't help reaffirming the uselessness of pride seeing the state of the woman before her. Truly such a lofty status meant little without experience or knowledge to back it. Instead, she leaned her head to one side, believing she might as well be talking to an inanimate object, but effort was it's own rewards she thought justifying her actions. "Is discipline for the sake of strictness such a valuable thing? Don't you think it's more important to have a direction then a stern-ness?" She asked the goddess who was a few drinks in it seemed. Korra didn't have any kind of trouble having a debate with this sort of person, though Korra often moved at a singular speed no matter what regardless.

"No matter how foolish, how lazy or silly. We all live lives mastering a craft and pursuing a goal. I've always been of the mind that those most foolish are those who try to pretend to be something they're not-- Those who try to enforce their ideals or creeds on others." She explained hanging her head to one side finding Freya's attitude to be cute. Korra was naturally sensitive to tones and expressions, seeing the girl acting the way she was while under the influence was something that she wouldn't miss. "It might do you some good to study us a little-- even if it's just superficially, to understand what drives us, motivates us, what we live for. You might come to understand why so many other gods came down to walk among us." She explained idly, knowing that 'boredom' was a reason for a lot of gods and goddesses descending. Her own was no different she thought, Bri's nature was one she assumed couldn't tolerate a place like the heavens anyway.

With Freya working hard though, Korra didn't exactly want to stifle this goddess who was at least struggling to do her best at some menial work. Though she knew the girl was probably a little out of it from the tasting, Korra shook her head with a mellow smile. "No no, I'm alright with this. I'll let you know if I need anything else~" She spoke not wanting to keep the waitress too long. Naturally, if Freya walked away, it wouldn't be too long before Korra began considering lyrics idly. If Freya was working long enough, she'd hear yet another person slapping Korra in passing. Though the blow crumpled the bard pretty easily because of her frail constitution, there wasn't hate or disdain on anyone's faces, even as the girl stormed out, Korra could only exhale a relaxed sigh, rubbing her cheek hoping to wipe the mark away somehow.

 

Korra lazily continued reclining and playing music through the chaos, oblivious to Freya's good feelings about her being hit. The Goddess might be bothered if she ever found out just how much Korra didn't mind that sort of thing. She made the effort to reach out to them after all, every risk has it's consequences and rewards, Korra naturally accepted both the positives and negatives when dealing with girls. If anything it was a badge of honor for Korra who was trying so hard and so persistently reaching out for her goal. While it stung and she'd be stuck with the mark for a good long while, it would do very little to deter her efforts to find and tease others.

The group of thugs though made her sigh heavily before rolling her head towards Freya's direction, it was an unfortunate encounter lacking class on both sides Korra thought. Finding it cute for the harsher Freya but in poor taste for the thugs who didn't know when to stop. She idly played for a long while, finally draining the glass she had taken from Freya previously. Though it had alcohol it wasn't a big deal for Korra, she preferred not drinking it since it would make many question how honest she was when she was professing undying love, but still she needed an empty glass. Glancing towards Freya who was already starting a scene, Korra finally heaved a sigh, trying to chuck a glass from across the room to the man's head

The glass drew a beautiful arc through the air before crashing against one of the groups' heads splintering with a crash. Korra remained contented, relaxed despite suddenly assaulting someone. With a hand raised, she wore a mellow smile beckoning for service. "Another glass-- Something sweet, no alcohol~" She urged after making sure the man stayed down, her sense of urgency still non-existence, unbothered by her attempt to help the Goddess out of trouble, instead, Korra simply relaxed and patiently waited for her next drink while moistening her lips.

 

Seeing the Goddess picking up the glass, Korra couldn't help a small chuckle, she felt that Freya might not know that Waitresses weren't often responsible for that sort of thing but she didn't want to butt in in case she was wrong. Making things difficult for this poor girl who already seemed to have it hard wasn't something she was willing to do. Instead, she flashed a mellow smile nodding back contented as she relaxed back into her table to pass time once more. Though she noticed how long Freya was taking in the scheme of things, earlier she'd been rather quick and abrupt after all, it made Korra frown somewhat wondering if maybe things were getting to the goddess, not exactly sure just how hard things were for Freya in this state.

Seeing her finally stagger over, to pour her a drink Korra noticed a bit more that the change was becoming more and more glaring. A soft sigh crossed her lips as she watched Freya closely, perhaps much to the goddess's chagrin, she kept a steady eye on the woman's gazing back at her with eyes that shimmered with both concern and expectations. Receiving her juice, she looked down, contented, it was one of her usual at least, this or pears but they were all the same to her and carried the kiss of sweetness she adored. "You don't seem so good." She'd say blankly. "Why not try to take the rest of the day off? If you keep going like this, a bigger accident might be caused and you might end up being fired." Korra offered slowly rising up to the table's edge to meet her face to face, a radiant expression on despite the red mark on her face.

She wouldn't reach for Freya to try and escort her out, or even really offer to take her back to her place instead. Korra herself didn't have a place; a free spirit like her slept out under the stars with her mount at her back to keep her warm, though someday she anticipated having someone beside her, that day surely wouldn't be today. "If you need a place to sleep it off, I could find one, but you'll not last at this rate." She spoke with a genuine sigh of concern.

 

Korra couldn't help a mellow sigh, seeing the girl's condition, the retort made her moisten her lips though. How often was it that people tried to tease her? Korra was certainly someone who should never be allowed an inch, the moment she felt there was hope, she'd sink her teeth in like a wild dog and not let go no matter how hard someone was striking her. "Now now, you don't have to be coy and dance around-- If you want to kiss me I'll not fight it." She spoke as if Freya's words were a playful or coy invitation rather then a warning. Korra was absolutely not someone who needed to be warned or even made aware of affections incoming, instead she welcomed such pleasant surprises without hesitation.

The girl falling and striking her head though made Korra sigh, naturally Korra was a deviant, she was both relentless and persistent in her efforts to have the affections of girls, but it was those affections that was more important then the other things. It brought a mellow and content smile to her face seeing Freya's true nature even if it was just a few flickers here and there. "No no, that won't do. At this point now, I insist." Korra spoke as she leaned down, trying to drape her arms around Freya, she tried to hug her, but it wasn't a gesture meant to take advantage of the goddess, instead, she held her innocently as she spoke in a very low tone, her lips practically brushing the girl's ear from how close she tried to speak. "Think about it rationally if you must. Covered in juice, staggering about, falling over. There'll be no end to the trouble if you stay, but leaving now while things are still at this point would be the better option mm?" She offered trying to slowly help Freya up even trying to sling the girl's arm over her shoulder.

She wanted to offer her a place to stay, but Korra's own options were limited as she turned her head to Freya with a lazy sigh despite carrying the woman against her side. "Do you have a home somewhere? Or should I take you to one of my places?" She offered, though in truth all of her places were either spots of land that she'd sectioned off with a lazy collection of fence posts or a nice tree she'd drape a tarp over or curl up in a sack under. While that sort of rustic environment might not suit Freya, if Korra had no other option, she'd resort to that peaceful setting rather then the hustle and bustle of an inn or hotel of some sort.

 

Korra only heaved a small sigh hearing the girl's reaction. A roll of her eyes, Korra could see rather clearly that that wasn't true, the poor girl was forcing herself. Rather then being put off or being persistent though, she waited, as if feeling that it would become clear sooner or later anyway. Relaxing once more, Korra could only heave a sigh knowing that this probably wouldn't end well. It seemed very clear to Korra's eyes and gaze that the girl was forcing herself, she wasn't exactly sure why there was a need to push so hard but with a shake of her head and a regret in spirit, she couldn't really do much to change her mind.

When Freya started to dip though, Korra stretched out a leg trying to hook her body to keep her up right for a while longer. Leaning up, she tried pulling Freya back embracing her with a heavy sigh, it was the end she suspected would happen, but not the one she necessarily wanted. While Korra was a deviant and womanizer, what she appreciated was love and warmth, neither of which could be provided by someone unconscious or unwilling. While she wouldn't refuse the other things, they weren't something she would put her neck out for resulting in a tired sigh. "I'll take care of this one." She commented with a groan, though she earned several provoking whispers, and there would perhaps be no end to the rumors, Korra's heart was at least honest even if others would endlessly doubt her.

Making it out of the bar, Korra, held onto Freya for a while longer, setting her Dungeon sack down for a moment, she used it to cradle Freya laying her in it like a hammock before speaking an incantation. The incantation was a long chant, but it was needed for her to use magic to transport Freya. Once she finished lightning would seem to strike as her mythical mount made it's appearance with the crackle of thunder and lightning. A majestic horse stood, it's hoof occasionally digging at the ground idly but unlike Korra it had a very prideful and diligent appeal to it making it clear that it was a creature of status. Unfortunately it's size as a horse suggested it was also a child, but the Silver scaled horse stood knowing what Korra had called it for, even if it turned it's nose up at the thought of being used as a beast of burden it would still be forced to. "A nice shady tree or something Kirin." She spoke patting the draconian horse on the head as she began walking alongside it taking glances at Freya in the bag as they went.

 

Korra chuckled smoothly at the girl's muttering, shaking her head slowly, of course she'd be touching her, helping her into the sack alone had plenty of touching, but the other perhaps more important trouble was no doubt Korra's nature. There was no doubt she'd take some small advantage of this golden gift. "You won't hate it that much, I'm not some brute who'd simply rush to the finish line on the first encounter dear." She explained in an attempt to put the girl's worries to rest, but it might only end up causing more worries for the Goddess, Korra reached down trying to reassure her with a soft pat on the head as the Kirin continued trotting along.

Hearing Freya's following mutterings was something that made Korra's smile a bit gentler. Her god also asked her about why she was so slow and steady even if she had such a limited time to do things-- There were gods and goddesses who had more urgency then Korra in a lot of ways. He wondered why Korra who had less time then them could be so relaxed, but glancing down to Freya she shook her head in response. "I can't speak for other people, but I only want to live for love-- Whether mine or someone else's I'll sing or drink for it-- Every piece of gold, monster core and herb for gold to support it-- Every meal, drink and effort for energy to chase it. I already know what I want, there's no reason for me to rush to get it at this point. There are so many out there I can love and who could love me-- so I'll take my time, move at my own speed and see what everyone thinks of me one at a time." She explained lazily with a bright grin. Even moistening her lips, it wasn't hard to see the truth in Korra's words. Everything from how she slept outside to how she only drank juice and ate bread described how frugally she lived. All of her talents and skills were solely to support someone.

"Now then, it would be uncouth of me to allow you to sleep in that-- Something more comfortable... But I don't really have anything you could use." She muttered with a heavy sigh knowing that it wasn't okay for Freya to be sleeping in juice covered clothes. Cracking her knuckles with a wide and playful grin. "You'll have to forgive me for this one Goddess, I'm doing this for you after all." She spoke at least trying to get rid of anything that was covered in juice with a sigh before letting Freya relax in the sack.

 

Korra only sighed heavily seeing the girl wake up, though the sight was lovely, something that Korra could appreciate, she didn't feel she went too far considering what Freya wore even after losing her maid outfit offered more coverage then Korra's normal every day clothing. Unfortunately though, this blow was very important, while Korra was someone who could at least handle this much of an exchange of flying fists, it would be rude not to receive it. A blow thrown from anger or from being flustered about this sort of thing was a natural recourse, and like all of the slaps Korra received she could understand the feelings in the heart that stimulated this reaction.

Being struck, Korra was jarred initially, rubbing her face and jaw-line, she was careful not to lose teeth or take any kind of series damage. Instead, she let Freya strike her intending to offer that as some measure of retribution for her inconsideration. That however didn't make Korra give her the outfit back, and it certainly wouldn't allow Korra to receive more blows as she pulled back with a mellow chuckle. "Now now, settle down." She spoke even as she rubbed her chin knowing it would hurt for quite a while, but gazing down at Freya her mellow demeanor didn't crack even with the pain she tried to roll with the mood and situation. "Something wet like this isn't good for sleeping in, with all the sugar covering it too, it'll be sticky." She spoke firmly trying to ball the dress up intending to wash it properly.

Trying to lean away from Freya, enough that the girl might be embarrassed by being so under-dressed that she might not want to chase her and would instead stay in the bag. "I'll get you something clean, and some water-- For now, you rest... You got so frantic, I can't imagine you got it all out of your system." She said with a sigh, rubbing her face before flashing a mellow grin.