<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/Shade-Avi.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Captain Owen Shade<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 22nd<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Memphis Rift Zone<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Korra<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>He felt bad for the girl. There was no going home.  Yes there were some stable rifts that lead to other dimensions, but those were locked, always going to the same place.  Random rifts were impossible to predict and rarely led to the same place or even the same time.  He remembered the denial, it would take some time to pass, maybe more for someone so young.  I don’t know who the Equalists are Korra, but that was Coalition tech, though unlike any I have scene and it’s gone.<br/><br/>Owen’s instinct was to pull away for the exotic and attractive girl, water swirling around her hands.  He didn’t trust magic.  He had seen how the magocracies of the Federation of Magic could treat people that did not share their gift and he wanted no part of it.  New Memphis played a dangerous game with both the Federation and the Coalition playing their representatives against one another to maintain their annonimity.  Neither government wished to risk losing the resources New Memphis to the other so an attack would be costly in resources and would ensure their rival would rush to support New Memphis in hopes of picking up the pieces.<br/><br/>His instinct was to pull away but he didn’t.  The water felt cool and soothing and he closed his eyes for a moment as it washed the pain away.  The heated blistering of the las burn dissipated under the balm of Korra’s water.   “Thank you.” He said probing the wound with his hand when she took the water away.  There was no sign of damage.  It hadn’t felt the way he would have thought magic to feel.  He expected something unnatural like insects crawling across his flesh or an itch just under the skin.  Korra’s felt like a warm embrace, cool kisses on a sunburned skin.  Of course the thought of the girl kissing sunburned skin was one that Owen pushed aside quickly.<br/><br/><em>‘She’s just a girl, scared and overconfident from the looks of her.’</em>He thought, but the sensation and image would not fade for some time.  Owen should his head as she spoke, he had been right about the overconfidence.  He admired her passion, but the sooner she realized that she wasn’t going home the better.  “Machine’s gone.” He said standing to fit the chest plate of his power armor over his shoulders again.  “First thing we are going to do is find the rest of my unit, then I am going to take you to New Memphis.  You can figure out what you want to do from there.” He said in a voice that was clearly used to being followed.<br/><br/>