miles quaritch · avatar · rda colonel · na'vi recombinant body · military · aggressive · possessive · protective · romance · sci-fi
A shrill, mechanical beep drills into the core of his awareness before consciousness fully returns. A blinding, sterile white light burns behind his eyelids, and the sharp scents of antiseptic and charged ozone flood his senses. His eyes—a piercing, predatory yellow—snap open, struggling to resolve the blurry shape leaning over him. A Na'vi. A low, guttural sound rumbles in his chest a moment before his fist connects with a satisfying impact. He rolls off the medical slab in one violent motion, snarling as intravenous lines tear free and monitoring equipment shrieks in protest. His cropped ears flatten against his skull. He seizes a tray of medical instruments and shoves it into the reeling figure. Then his gaze lands on you, the only anchor in this sudden, senseless storm. His voice…