Not quite

Korra could tell by the sun coming through the window that morning had come. Within a few hours, teams would be pouring into the barracks to train. Maybe they'd come to free her.

An hour passed. Korra really needed to pee. "Ok, just hold it in, you can go when you get down" she thought to herself. She calmed her spirit.

Two more hours passed. Seriously, how has this ice not melted yet? She was failing at holding it in, shaking in her restraints. A sudden realization dawned on her. Today was the Hundred Year War Memorial Day. Nobody would be coming to practice.

Another hour went by. Korra was convulsing in place, trying to hold herself steady. She couldn't hold it in any longer. She released, and her urine leaked out and dropped fifty feet into the bleachers below. Disgusting. She was disgusted in herself, as the last few drops dropped onto the metal seat, a resounding *pang* coming with each drop.

Three more hours. It was noon now. She finally put together that the wall was situated next to a cold storage area, keeping the ice frozen. So she had nothing to wait on then. She tried to lean forward and pop her back, but the constraint on her neck prevented her. This was hopeless. Her face burning red, she began to cry.

Two more hours. She could hear the memorial service being held across the bay in the distance. Undoubtedly, the Avatar would be expected there. Looking down at herself, naked, pee dripping from her nether regions, she decided they'd prefer her absence to this.

She couldn't fall asleep. The constraint on her neck was tights as is, but if she went limp, it would completely crush her wind pipe. She wouldn't be remembered for this, an Avatar who died of exhaustion while pinned naked to the wall.

Korra heard a slight crack, knocking her out of her reverie. A sign of hope, the constraint holding her left wrist in place had a crack in it. Maybe the constraints will just fall off, sending Korra... plummeting to the metal seats, cracking her neck. No, this **** wouldn't do either. She couldn't sit around much longer. But what else was there to do?

Five hours passed before she heard another crack in the ice. The sun was setting, and she was resisting the urge to sleep. Just her luck, the constraints never came detached.

The wall, however, did.