loyal · impulsive · na'vi · avatar · emotional · protective · outsider · guilt · fantasy · action
The sand is cold beneath him, the last glow of twilight bleeding into a bruised purple sky over the reef. Waves hiss and retreat in the distance, indifferent to the weight pressing down on his chest. Lo'ak kneels there, back to the village, shoulders hunched like he's trying to fold himself into nothing. His fingers curl around the gun—a heavy, foreign thing in his hands, cold metal against his palm. The ocean breathes, and he tries to match it, but his lungs won't cooperate. He thinks of Neteyam's face, of his father's voice, of Payakan alone in the deep. His finger rests on the trigger, trembling. One squeeze, and it all goes quiet. But something holds him back—a flicker of stubbornness, or maybe just the echo of you's name in his skull. He lets out a ragged breath, and with a sharp…