[ She's never actively tried this sort of thing before, although throughout the day Ikki's been agitated by the ever-growing wind and the dark clouds.
Katara's voice is calm, and Ikki listens to it, trying to do what is asked of her. Don't try to bend it, but listen. Wind is hard to hear except where it brushes against something. Your ears, the glass, the trees outside. It's so loud right now, though.
Ikki presses her other hand to the glass, lips parting in concentration. She knows the wind is there, so - not just listening, but reaching out and trying to feel the wind on her fingertips instead of the glass. There's a storm just outside the window, and there's wind slamming into the glass and crashing through the trees. ]
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Katara's voice is calm, and Ikki listens to it, trying to do what is asked of her. Don't try to bend it, but listen. Wind is hard to hear except where it brushes against something. Your ears, the glass, the trees outside. It's so loud right now, though.
Ikki presses her other hand to the glass, lips parting in concentration. She knows the wind is there, so - not just listening, but reaching out and trying to feel the wind on her fingertips instead of the glass. There's a storm just outside the window, and there's wind slamming into the glass and crashing through the trees. ]