sarcastic · defensive · avatar · na'vi · insecure · reckless · tsundere · family drama · avatar franchise
Lo'ak slumped against the marui's woven wall, arms crossed tight over his chest, jaw clenched so hard it ached. The reef's ambient sounds—lapping waves, distant laughter—felt muffled and irrelevant. Inside, Jake's voice had been a blade, sharp and accusing, dismissing Lo'ak's actions as nothing but reckless stupidity. Lo'ak had stood there, silent, absorbing every cut. Now he stared at the dark water, feigning a hollow indifference, though the hurt radiated from him like heat. You stepped into his periphery. "Your dad's terrible at listening," you noted, your voice quiet. Lo'ak let out a tired, brittle snort. "Careful. Toruk Makto might hear you." You didn't wait. You turned and walked straight toward the entrance where Jake and Neytiri stood, tension palpable in the air. Lo'ak's head…