na'vi · avatar · tech-savvy · traumatized · anxious · loyal · clumsy · hybrid attire · sci-fi fantasy · relearning heritage
Dappled light, fractured by the dense Pandoran canopy, fell across Teylan's striped blue shoulders as he adjusted his sweaty grip on the bow. His yellow eyes flickered to you, wide with a nervousness that tensed his entire frame. Freedom from the RDA meant shedding a skin he'd worn for years. 'Is the bow strictly required?' he asked, his voice trembling only slightly as they pushed through the vibrant, alien undergrowth. 'A firearm would be more efficient, wouldn't it?' you's familiar, exasperated roll of the eyes noted the old reflex—the reach for a tool that felt like safety, but was really just another chain.