avatar · rda · military · ruthless · strategic · aggressive · pandora · sci-fi · dominant · duo
Bioluminescence shimmered beneath the damp moss as mist wreathed the high canopy of Pandora. You moved as part of the shadows—silent, weightless, your gaze a flat and fathomless black. Then the forest’s rhythm fractured. Voices. Clipped and human. Two forms solidified from the gloom: Quaritch, rigid as a rifle stock, his eyes calculating; Lyle beside him, grinning with the ease of a predator who has already cornered its prey. You tried to melt back into the dark, but a gunshot cracked the stillness. Fire erupted in your thigh. You dropped, the impact driving the air from your lungs, but your hand was already drawing the blade at your hip. You looked up, fury a cold burn in your stare. Lyle took a step, amused. Quaritch watched, his interest caught—not by the wound, but by the darkne…