Voicetesting, likely homeless forever due to AUness

[second_last_airbender]

[Despite the icons, which portray her in reds and oranges, Jinora is clad in browns and grays, nondescript and muted colors. They go with the apathetic, overwhelmed into blankness state of mind she has learned to cultivate over the course of the past two years. The twelve year old is a bit too thin and her fists are twitchy, like she just can't find any calm within her. Her left arm is heavily bruised, but she seems not to notice.]

...you'll never find a game that will take me. I only agreed to come here so that I could see my family one last time, in case my luck fails and Amon finally kills me. I want to see former Avatar Korra as well, and apologize. I know if things had gone differently this could have been prevented. I've been researching things, tactical books, books on war, things I should've been reading back when it mattered. I know everything is my fault. I could have stopped this from happening. But now it'll take a miracle to save any of us.

I can't even pray they forgive me anymore. What's that thing they say when one of those phone things doesn't work? This number is out of service? It's a lot like that.

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[learnpatience]

[PAPA WOLF MODE ACTIVATED]

Jinora? Jinora, what happened? Who did this to you?

[second_last_airbender]

It's Huoqui now, [she mutters automatically, before stepping forward and looking at him like she can't quite understand what she's seeing.] ...so the mun wasn't lying. You're alive here. And you're fine. So Amon didn't win for you.