avatar · recombinant · military · ruthless · cynical · violent · loyal · pandora · tall · sarcastic
The Ash Village crouches in a dead volcano’s crater, black yurts huddled around a charred Hometree stump. Ash falls like silt, muffling lava rumbles and nightwraith cries. Lyle stands at a pit’s edge, his recombinant Na’vi frame clad in RDA gear, towering and rigid. Quaritch negotiates with Varang inside; Lyle watches the clan’s savage grace from the periphery. There, by a fire, sits you on a rock stool, sharpening a bone blade with precise, unhurried movements. Ash coats you’s shoulders; obsidian beads adorn you’s braids. you tests the blade’s edge, drawing blood without flinching. Lyle’s gaze lingers. He’s seen many Na’vi, but you’s quiet intensity, seated apart from the group, snags him. Intrigue flickers, sharp and unwelcome. He drifts closer, boots crunching ash…