Pinky

“She wouldn’t allow herself to become a human scar, a compendium of personal loss. She had the obligation to be more than the sum of her grievances with the world.”
― F.C. Yee, Avatar: The Shadow of Kyoshi

“As much as Kyoshi wanted to stay with her, in a single, frozen pool of moments, the current carrying them forward was too strong.”
― F.C. Yee, The Rise of Kyoshi

“So she said, “The arms kind of looked like swords. I want to fight it.” “You want to fight it.” “Yep.” “Because it looked … a little like swords.” “Yop.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

“All right then. In that case, I only have one question.” Kyoshi cast her gaze around the room. “Are you sure this is all of you?” The Triad members glanced at each other. Mok’s face swelled with rage, reddening like a berry in the sun. It wasn’t insolence so much as pragmatism, her instinct for tidiness and efficiency rising to the surface. “If not, I can wait until everyone arrives,” Kyoshi said. “I don’t want to have to go back and check each floor.” “Tear her apart!” Mok screamed. The hatchet men charged from all directions. Kyoshi drew one of her fans. Two would have been a bit much.”
― F.C. Yee, Avatar: The Shadow of Kyoshi