Chapter twenty-four

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Asami's Pov

Asami: *waves* they can't see us, they are not landing

Korra: Maybe they didn't notice the- wait! They are coming back. Look they are landing in the jungle. Let's go!

We both ran following where they were landing

Asami: wait I have binoculars

Korra: oh, because you always bring them with you

Asami: Of course I do

I used the binoculars to find the chopper

Asami/: there are people

Korra: well no duh who do you think was flying it

Asami: we need to talk to them before they leave!

Korra: wait!

I ran near a bush closer to the people, seeing other people for the first time after a month was such a reifler, yet completely terrifying at the same time. Were they here to rescue us? Or were they here by accident? I had so many questions. Does it even matter? People are her.

Asami: he-

Korra: *whispering* Are you crazy?! What are you doing?

Asami: why are you whispering?

Korra: shh, we don't know them, Asami

Asami: of course we don't know them, that is why I wanted to-

Korra: they could be dangerous

Asami: that isk ridiculous, they are to help us or is it your goal to stay on this fucking island?

Korra: what? Are you serious? Look at them

Asami: what is wrong with them?

Korra: they are not wearing any uniforms. I bet they are here privately and look how comfortably they move around they have definitely been here before

Asami: what about those boxes? Maybe they have supplies for survivors

Korra: or maybe they hid something on the island

Asami: I don't know. They could be explores, geologist, engineers

Korra: yeah? Take a closer look

Asami: okay they do look a little shady

Korra: i'm so proud of your perceptiveness

Asami: but we don't know for sure, haven't you already learned that looks can be deceiving?

Korra: that is why we have to observe them until we know for sure

Asami: they will leave the island without us

Korra: oh, they won't, trust me

Asami: fine

Korra: hold on, they are talking

Ghazan: what are we gonna do now?

Zaheer: stop hing. It is just a couple of hours and then we'll be done.

Ghazan: What are there are any survivors?

Zaheer: because there is a ridiculous "tits" singing on the beach? No one would last a month in this jungle, and even if they did I don't care.

Ghazan: still, we should look at the wreck and -

Zaheer: we should just do our job and get away from here before it gets dark

Ghazan: this won't end well

Zaheer not if you keep standing there. Come on, let's get this over and done with

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