Dreamed this last night: an alternate version of the flashback in which Korra confronts the White Lotus masters who have been screwing with her private life.
INT. DAY. The Air Temple dining hall. KORRA has invited the WHITE LOTUS COUNCIL to dinner. While they eat, she roams the room in a cheerfully expansive manner, regaling them with war stories of the elder days.
Life goes on. A woman becomes pre-eminent; she's expected to have enthusiasms. Enthusiasms... what are mine? What draws my admiration? What brings me joy?
She produces a baseball bat.
Baseball! A man stands alone at the plate.
She pauses behind JINORA's seat.
This is the time for what? Individual achievement. There, he stands alone.
JINORA nods, clearly unsure where she is going with this. KORRA moves on down the side of the table, still talking cheerfully.
But in the field, what is he?
She stops behind TENNEQ's seat, her cheery expression suddenly hardening into an angry glower.
(through her teeth)
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