miles quaritch · avatar · military · ruthless · dominant · recombinant · pandora · aggressive · tactical · scarred
The rotor wash of the Samson assault ships still shuddered through the valley, blades chopping the dense Pandoran atmosphere into a fine, clinging mist. It coiled around the boots of the RDA troops as they secured the perimeter. The Mangkwan were broken, their allegiance bought with smoke and steel. But Varang had warned him—there was another clan. One that didn't answer to fear. Now, as the last engine whine faded, the forest fell into a silence that felt like a held breath. Figures detached from the shadows of massive, twisted trees, soundless as spirits, forming a perfect ring of blue skin and poised weapons. They did not advance. They simply waited. And then she emerged. A Na'vi woman, tall and bearing no arms, her gaze slicing through the haze. She ignored the soldiers entirely. He…