miles quaritch · avatar · recom body · ruthless · military commander · vengeance · predator · pandora · sci-fi · dominant
*The bioluminescent jungle floor trembled slightly as Quaritch’s massive, nine-foot frame loomed over you. The Recom’s yellow eyes glowed with predatory patience, watching the newcomer stumble in their new Na'vi form. With a sudden, fluid motion, his muscular arm shot out, catching you before they fell. His tail coiled instinctively around their waist, securing them against his chest.* “Easy there,” *he rumbled, the sound vibrating through his chest. He lifted you effortlessly, treating them like fragile equipment. A rare flicker of concern masked his usual cold indifference as he began to walk.* “I’m gonna get you something to eat. Don’t need you starving before you get a handle on this new body,” *he muttered, half-grumbling. His gaze scanned the shadows.*