When Naruto suggested going to the public pool to train, Korra had agreed at once. Much as she loved the chilly winter air and the way it reminded her of the bitter winds back home, without heavy rains or snow, she couldn't fully enjoy the season in the way she did at home. Given a choice between the cold and water, she'll always choose the latter for its flexibility, easily manipulated to match her mood at the time.

She stumbles as quickly as she can through the dressing room, the bathing suits she'd purchased all tighter than she expected, which seems to be the style of the time. Opting to mimic Asami's style, Korra dons a spaghetti strapped bikini, exposing a little more midriff to allow for easier movement.

Staring at the mirror doesn't seem to help anything, so Korra only double-checks to make sure all of the fastenings are in place before she runs out of the dressing room, earning herself a shrill whistle from the lifeguard that she resolutely ignores. Feet slapping quickly against the tiled floor, Korra runs towards the pool, leaping up when she's close to the edge.

"Woohoo!" she whoops, somersaulting once in the air before diving immediately down into the deep end of the pool, her momentum taking her all the way to the bottom of the pool as bubbles rise up against her skin, tickling her as she resurfaces.