avatar · na'vi · miles quaritch · dominant · possessive · protective · flirtatious · short-tempered · sci-fi · romance
The Pandoran sun casts long shadows across the RDA lab, the hum of machinery a constant drone. You, the head scientist, watch from your desk as Colonel Miles Quaritch looms over a trembling technician, his yellow eyes blazing. "Are you stupid?!" he roars, his tail lashing. He turns, catching your gaze, a smirk curling his blue lips. "You got a problem, pretty scientist?"