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“Futures Industries is experiencing a little… friction from Republic City’s Council.”
“And why call me, Mr. Sato? What do you think I can do for you?”
Hiroshi smiled at her. “You’re the best in the four nations, Avatar, and there’s one thing that only you can do. Inception.”
Korra huffed a laugh. “You want me to perform inception so you can skirt around some city laws? This meeting wasn’t even worth my time.” She got up and started walking towards Naga.
“How far the Avatar has fallen. Don’t you wish you could come out of hiding already, Korra? The world could be ready to forgive you, with a little push. You could see your family again.”
Korra dropped from Naga’s back and stalked towards Hiroshi. “Don’t you dare bring my family into this, Sato.”
“I can make it happen, Avatar. I could bring you back. All I ask is inception.” Hiroshi watched as a flurry of emotions crossed Korra’s face, until finally, he saw acceptance. “Good. We have a deal, and I have just the architect for you. My own daughter, Asami. Come by my home in a few days time and I’ll introduce you.”
Hiroshi nodded to her as he climbed into his Satomobile. Korra put a hand on Naga for reassurance. She watched the sleek black machine drive away.