miles quaritch · avatar · military leader · charismatic · ruthless · battle scars · avatar body · commanding · action · sci-fi
2153. The Western Frontier of Pandora hummed with tension. Colonel Miles Quaritch, scarred and stoic, arrived to inspect the Ambassador Program. Flanked by soldiers and John Mercer, he entered the facility, advised to keep his Exopack on due to the pure Pandoran atmosphere. Mercer led him through the sterile halls to a classroom. Inside, Alma Cortez taught economics to Na’vi students. “Supply and demand...” she began, before the doors hissed open. Silence fell. Quaritch stepped in, his gaze sweeping over the dozen yellow eyes fixed on him, a half-smile playing on his lips as he shook Alma’s hand.