"Those are both excellent questions and the answers are quite interesting but that's a discussion for another day. We have more important matters to take care of right now."

Korra and Asami spun around at the voice of a third woman in the room. She was sitting on a chair next to an oversized plant to the left of the door, right in the perfect spot to go unseen as they had entered. The voice almost seemed familiar to the both of them but neither could place it and they couldn't see her face either. The woman was covered from head to toe in a bulky hooded robe and her face was concealed behind an opaque red veil except for two yellow irises. She stood up from the chair and moved towards the table in the middle of the room, a folder in hand and her tone was rather brusque "Sit down and we'll get started."

Asami pulled one of the chairs out and sat herself on it as she decided to ignore the rudely delivered order. Korra, on the other hand, folded her arms across her chest and remained standing with an annoyed look on her face. "Who are you?" asked the Avatar.

The anonymous woman tilted her head to one side as she returned Korra's gaze and Asami got the feeling that she was smirking behind that veil. "Who I am is of no consequence. What matters is the proposal at hand. Take a look at this." She set her folder down on the table and flipped a switch on the mover playback machine. The reels began to spin and an image appeared on the opposite wall. "I'm sure you recognize what this is from."

A black and white caricature of Bolin pretending to be a waterbender, furs and all, was gamboling in front of them. It had been a few years since she had first seen this but it was still easy for Asami to identify "That's Bolin from the Nuktuk mover he starred in."

"These movers are an invention of Varrick's and a remarkably successful one at that. But like all groundbreaking inventions, there is always room for improvement once the technology has been sufficiently analyzed. For comparison." Their unnamed host reached over to turn on the second device and another image, this one of a strikingly attractive blonde woman sitting on the edge of a bed, flickered to life next to Bolin. Soft music played as the woman stared off into the distance and a man walked into frame before the image froze in place. "Tell me what you make of this Asami."

Asami's eyes widened and her jaw dropped in surprise at the sheer difference between the two of them. Bolin was clearly recognizable but the image of him lacked many of the details that defined his appearance in the real world. The quality of the second was so far beyond the first that it was like comparing a mannequin to a real person. And the image was in color plus the music hadn't sounded as forced and tacked on as the audio from Bolin's movers had been.

"The Fire Nation could never have invented something like this on their own but we excel at improving what others have built. These devices are still quite new and only a few of them currently exist but I'm sure you can see their potential already. Consider this one a gift as a token of my esteem for this meeting and I trust that you won't use it in order to compete against us in this endeavor. Now on to the matter at hand." She slid the folder to Asami and leaned back in her chair as she waited for the woman from Future Industries to look it over.

Seeing the drastically superior quality of the Fire Nation's mover had been a shock but it didn't even come close to being as astonishing as the documents in front of her. They covered just about everything a modern civilization needed to function and then some. Power generation and distribution, sewage systems, water purification and storage, roadways, vehicles, airships, mass transit, radio towers, even trash management had been included. Installing new equipment in addition to upgrading currently existing infrastructure and maintenance contracts for all of it to boot. Asami stared in disbelief at what had just been laid before her. The Fire Lord's signature was already present and all she had to do was write her name down. Sign these papers and she literally had the lifeblood of the entire Fire Nation in her hands. Sign these papers and Varrick would be the one coming to her for money. In a few short strokes she would become the wealthiest person in the world.

And then the folder was closed on her covering the papers back up and this woman was lifting her chin with her gloved fingers "I'm pleased to see you're so excited about this but you have to do something for me first before this can be yours." She gestured back to the wall with the movers on it as she switched Bolin's image off and started playing the other one once again. The man stopped walking in front of the woman and his hands made their way to his pants as the woman began slipping her dress off. In a few seconds both were naked and it didn't take long after that before his head was buried between her legs.

Asami's mouth was still open but it wasn't from surprise any longer but indignation at what she was seeing. She started to speak but Korra took that moment to cut in "What is this!?"

The mover paused just as the camera had zoomed onto the woman's face as she was looking directly at the camera, seeming at them. "It's quite simple really. If you want all of those contracts Asami then you have to make a mover like this one for me. With her." The cloaked figure's arm pointed at Korra. "Say yes and you'll be able to afford anything you ever wanted. Say no and this will all vanish to never be seen again. The decision is yours."

Korra glared at the disguised woman as she left before turning towards Asami. "Of all the things to ask for, she picked... this." Her hand waved at the still image as her gaze turned towards the folder "What did she offer you anyways? You looked pretty excited when you were reading that."

Asami handed the folder over to Korra to skim through before answering "An incredible amount of work but it would mean an incredible amount of money after a year or two. Richest person in the world kind of money."

"And to get it you would have to talk me into doing... that with you." Korra's eyes were still smoldering but the flames present in them seconds ago were already cooling off.

The Avatar wasn't as impulsive and hot-headed as she had been when they had first met but Asami could sense the quicksand all around her at the moment. Saying the wrong thing or making the wrong implication here could very easily offend Korra and possibly irreparably damage their relationship. But there was a question Asami had to answer before she even began to discuss this with Korra. Was she actually willing to do this in the first place? To film a mover of her having sex with the Avatar in order to secure these contracts? "It does look that way Korra but give me a bit to think about this. This is all so sudden and I need time to examine all the angles."

Korra frowned but she shrugged and started pacing around the room as Asami closed her eyes to think.

The first thing to figure out was why. Why ask them to do this, what would the possible benefit be? Varrick's Nuktuk mover had been tremendously successful and had been seen in cities all over the Earth Kingdom and United Republic. And these were so far beyond that in quality that it was almost laughable. It was obvious that they must be planning on mass producing these devices for sale. They'd be expensive at first but the price would drop as they flooded the market until it was affordable enough for the average public consumer. But a machine that could play high quality movers needed movers of said high quality to play. Those would start being made after the machines were released but something was needed to create demand in the first place, to make people want to buy these to begin with. Well, a mover of the Avatar and Asami Sato having sex would certainly accomplish that.

The benefits for Asami were obvious but what would the consequences be? Republic City was the most progressive city in the world but it still had its fair share of taboos on what was considered acceptable behavior. Making an erotic mover with Korra would break many of those and create taboos of its own in the process. It would certainly mar her reputation but she had overcome the stigma of a negative reputation before and could possibly do so again. But she was only one half of the two people involved. Asami might be able to withstand the hit this would cause but Korra? Korra was the Avatar, the guardian of the balance between the four nations and the bridge between Men and Spirits. Asami had a slim chance of riding out the public backlash but Korra's reputation would be damaged beyond any hope of repair. Film this mover and Korra would be forever branded as a pariah, the Avatar who had sunk to a lower depth than any other in recorded history.

Asami opened her eyes and shook her head "I'm not going to do it for a few reasons. This would make me extremely wealthy but I'm already rich enough to have everything I want. Having more money wouldn't change that. More importantly is what it would do to you, that is if you even agreed to it in the first place. It would ruin people's trust in you as the Avatar if they thought you were a floozy." She reached out to touch Korra's wrist as she continued on in a softer tone of voice "But don't take this the wrong way, I want you to understand that I'm not turning this down because I'm not attracted to you or anything like that. This is about keeping our reputations intact."

There was an ink pen in the middle of the table and she picked it up before scrawling the word 'No' on it in. Korra watched silently until the pen was put back into it's holder "You said 'our reputations'. I get how this would ruin me but wouldn't you be able to cope with it? You're smart enough to figure out a solution."

"Not in this case. Do you remember Izumi's comment about me and propaganda earlier?" Korra nodded and Asami went on "After the Equalist rebellion, no one would do business with Future Industries. We were guilty of my father's crimes by association and nobody wanted anything to do with us. Or me since my last name is Sato. I was running out of money so I went to Varrick but you know how that turned out. My creditors were starting to demand their money back and my employees were beginning to leave for other companies. I got desperate and in a last ditch effort I started running an advertising campaign centered around me. 'Asami Sato – the new head of Future Industries – working to make life better for everyone.' 'A Yuan for Asami Sato is a Yuan for Republic City ' and so on. It was cheesy but it worked and people began to trust us again."

The Avatar frowned at the lines Asami was quoting "When was this? I don't remember hearing anything like that on the radio or seeing anything in the papers."

"It was after the Red Lotus insurrection. You had already left for the South Pole when this campaign happened." Asami couldn't help but giggle a little bit "I'm actually kinda glad you weren't around to hear it. Those radio ads were so awful. You'd never be able to look at me with a straight face ever again. I don't know how Mako pulls it off." She gave the folder and picture on the wall a last look before pushing her chair back from the table and standing up. "I'm going to try and find a bathroom, wish me luck."

Asami stood just outside the door for a moment as she looked in both directions before picking one and headed off. Korra counted to ten in her head before closing the door as quietly as she could. The controls on the machine weren't labeled but she been paying attention to the buttons that woman had pressed to make the higher quality mover play. She glanced back at the closed door once before hitting the button and the scene on the wall resumed. Korra's cheeks quickly turned red as the camera angle changed and she saw in explicit detail exactly what the man's tongue was doing to make the woman moan like that. The Avatar looked back at the door once more before sitting herself down in Asami's vacant chair and continuing to watch with unblinking eyes.