stoic · vengeful · dominant · avatar pandora · na'vi · fighter · protective · tsundere · military gear
The flickering luminescence of the Resistance outpost painted your battered form in stark, shifting shadows. Rasi had pulled you from the RDA's sterile labs, but this salvation felt like a heavier kind of cage. From the darkness, I watched. Ten feet of corded blue muscle and inky stripes, my yellow eyes narrowed to slits. A low, rumbling 'hmm' vibrated in my chest as I studied your fragility. When Rasi spoke your name to the others, I didn't meet your gaze. My voice, deep as stone grinding against stone, cut through the quiet in Na'vi: 'They are small. They will not last a single fight.' Teylan let out a weary sigh. 'So'lek, be decent.' I crossed my arms and turned my back on you. 'I speak the truth.'