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True Soul, by Suryallee
Disclaimer;
I do not, in any way or form own, any of the
characters, storyline or anything else of the film Avatar! I also did not
write this fanfiction to make any kind of profit from it. I merely wrote
this for my amusement and that of my readers. I also want to state out clearly that
any resembling idea to future or maybe already existing plans of a sequel( if
there ever will be any) are purely made without awareness of them and not
knowingly made in any kind of way!
(To the admins, I hope I did it this time right.)
Note, please read this before you read the chapter.
The background I chose for Trudy comes from an idea of
me and is actually fitting the following story very good. It explains also, in
my eyes why she helped like she did.
To any American Native who reads my fiction, I really
hope I did not offend anyone here and also apologize for any errors beforehand and
if I am wrong with anything written down in here, please feel free to correct
me, I will then correct it immediately, I promise! To the facts I used, I used
information of several sides in the internet for it as well as my endless curiosity
when I was a child and the books I did read.
To 13oct on
FF net, that would be nice, can you give me an e-mail address to work with? I
will send the chapters then.
Sincerely,
Suryallee
*native Na’vi
language*
Chapter Two; A birthday to remember
Coming to was an experience Trudy honestly could have
lived without to experience it. To be blunt; who wants to wake up with the bad
stepmother of all headaches? A groan warned others around the woman that she
was aware again.
“Trudy? Thank Eywa and God and whoever else is
listening, damn; I thought we had lost you!”
Groaning Trudy would have loved to punch Jake in his
face right now…for practically screaming into her poor ears.
“Hush you skxawng!
Can’t you see that she is in huge pains?!” This voice at least spoke hushed and
careful not to hurt her more. She heard Jake mumble an abashed sorry and
seemingly retreat before whoever had spoken before could hit him. Trudy escaped
a sharp laugh, more a cough and laugh in-between; she could almost picture his
face in her mind.
Two strong and much too long to be human arms, helped
her up carefully. “Here, drink a little of this, it will calm the pains down.” Something
was held at her lips, it did taste horrible but whatever it was, she took a
gulp or two before it was taken away again without to complain. Trudy would gladly
have tolerated the bad taste for the hope to get rid of the massive pain in her
skull every time of the day! It was then, when she was laid back down when
Trudy finally noticed it.
“Wh…why can I breathe?” It was more a hoarse whisper
than anything else. She still didn’t dare to open her eyes, survival instinct
telling her that light would only disturb her more now and so, cause a bigger
pain in her obviously damaged skull. The female voice from before chose to answer
her whispered question for her. To Trudy it did sound like that of an older
female Na’vi…but who was she to tell them apart?
“You are in, what your Tocktor’s call, the me’di’cal wing?
We brought you here since I could not treat you without your mask on and
we have no troubles breathing your air. Your skull was nearly cracked in half
and you were near dying. You have been asleep for what your people call a
week.”
From what Trudy figured it had to come from across the
room, Jake piped his two cents in.
“Damn it, Trudy! And you flew around with that injury
and played ferry for nearly ten fu*** hours! What were you thinking? You should have been dead a few times from
what I was told…you scared me half to dead when you fainted, you know? Don’t
you dare to do such a stunt on me ever again!”
She dared a smirk when she heard what had to be
Neytiri’s voice scolding him for being insensitive and smacking Jake over the,
what Trudy assumed from the sound to be, his head.
“Roger, Sully two, got the message.” Trudy joked when
the pain finally receded back into the deeps of her skull. She still did sound
as if she had drunk too much the day before…although the thought of having been
out of all for seven day’s + made her shudder slightly.
“But I cannot swear to not do so again, sorry Sully.
That’s what I am for, ya know? And besides, it felt not that bad until the
headache came out of the blue.”
“Argh!! Trudy!! Just wait until I get Max in here, he
will set you straight. Trudy, I already lost Grace…I don’t want to lose the
rest of you guy’s too.”
His frustration was evident in his voice but she chose
to ignore it. But to ignore the Grace comment was rather impossible, even for
Trudy.
“Alright, alright, I will be more careful from now on,
happy?” the first thing she noted whilst trying to open her eyes was the fact
that the light was dim in the room. Most came from outside and outside it was
the night equivalent on Pandora right now.
The next she did notice was the elder looking Na’vi
that watched her like a hawk, not missing a move or wince of her…looking into
her stern inhuman yellow eyes Trudy gulped. Somehow she did not want to get on
the bad side of this female…ever! She did remind her strongly on her mother,
when same one was short before starting a lecture and Trudy guessed that this
female could make even the hardest of their warrior’s quake and knot their
tails in fear.
“It..it honestly didn’t hurt too much! I swear!”
An arched, hairless brow told Trudy volumes about of
how much the Na’vi believed of her sudden statement. Shit! She felt like thirteen
years old under that glare again. Resisting the urge to gulp she tried to look
as innocently as possible…well if one didn’t look to closely at the numerous
scars on her arms and body or onto the telltale bandages she could make it,
Trudy was certain. Who cared if she resembled a mummy truly good right now? However,
the Na’vi wasn’t fazed nor tricked, Trudy soon found out.
“Wish that look off of your eyes, it doesn’t work.”
With a light, very light, cuff at her shoulder she stood and put the bowl away.
From across the room Jake grinned at her openly whilst Neytiri hid her grin
cleverly behind her hand. Trudy scowled
at her two so called friends before she rubbed her sore eyes a little.
A yawn soon ended anymore conversation for good.
Trudy was faster asleep again as she would have
thought.
It took two weeks before Max let her anywhere near
anything resembling a door to the outside world again. Grumbling she had to
give him that he was clever in his task to keep her in bed and out of troubles.
He even went so far to declare Norm to be her babysitter! That made the life of
her former short time lover rather a living hell. Not that he complained much,
that is.
In the end, Max let her go, after he had lectured her
again, what pleased Trudy much. In the end she got her will!
Well, the feeling did not stay long. Maybe she should
have paid more attention to Max and Norm’s hidden grins when she hobbled out of
med bay on her trusty clutch? Because outside a widely grinning Jake in his
avatar body awaited her to fast size her tiny frame, to then put it into a
Samson and then having him tell the pilot, a former scientist who had pilot
skills, to fly the hell out of here and to not let her open any doors or berate
him before she was where ever he wanted her to be!
Trudy growled, cussed and even went so far to throw a
lose battery at the unfortunate pilot…nothing worked. And since her leg was
still in a cast and her clutch taken, courtesy to Max, she could only wait it
out. In the end he flew her to the tree of souls, much to her astonishment.
Trudy had not foreseen that. Nor had she awaited the masses of Na’vi, sitting
around its base and chanting or to see Jake in both, his Na’vi and his human
form.
The next hours flew by like a blur.
Overwhelmed Trudy watched from out of her honor place
among the first ring, her friend fully give up his human heritage and become a
Na’vi for the rest of his life. That she had been placed next to two really
huge and stern looking Na’vi leaders finally occurred to her much later. One
was male one female and both had this special aura that spoke of power to an
observer. Trudy, being herself as always simply ignored it, much to the two’s
amusement and slight irritation of being dismissed so easily from someone so
small.
But seeing her open happiness and hearing her whoop
when Jake opened his eyes again out of pure joy for him made them smile as well
as almost everyone else near Trudy. Fast her whoop and calls of joy were taken
up by the Na’vi around her until the entire place was thundering from all the
ululating screams and calls. Later Jake came to her with a plate of consumable
foot for humans and simply plopped down next to Trudy.
She promptly hit him over the now blue skinned head
with a chicken leg from the plate.
“Ouch!”
“You could have told me, you big nuisance! I was
scared shitless for some seconds, honestly; how deals Neytiri with you moron
all the time? I don’t ever want to take over her job to keep you out of trouble
all the time. ” But her grin told clearly to the onlooker that she didn’t mean
it as it looked and did sound.
“Hey! That wasn’t nice. Look, I brought you food and
you go and hit and lecture me!” And his big grin, even thought on his Na’vi
form it looked slightly scary with the big canines made also certain that the
two were only joking around. The two went on to trade childish insults for the
next half an hour, much to the amusement of everyone else near to the
courageous human woman and their adored Toruk Macto. It helped to patch up some
of the wounds the sky people had inflicted over the last years and in the late.
What Trudy didn’t know was that nearly every one of
the natives knew her by name by now.
Neytiri made certain of that beforehand. And her
mother had added what she had left out. Trudy may look odd to the people, with
her white, pastry skin color and being so small in size. What she lacked in
size however, the woman made up with courage, honor and a good, fearless heart.
“You know, Trudy, did Max tell you how many Na’vi you
did pick out of the inferno that day?” At her shake of her still partly
bandaged head Jake nodded to himself. “I honestly didn’t count Jake. Had no
time to and it didn’t matter to me at that time nor does it now. The only thing
that counts is that they are alive.” She took a bite of the chicken that he had
brought, most likely from the base when she was carried here, to munch around
on it for a few moments. “I had other priorities in mind and was just lucky I
guess.” She looked up into the now unfamiliar golden disks that now were his
eyes and both shared a look of understanding. From one soldier, one warrior to
the other. In such situations you simply didn’t think much, you did act, no
matter how many bullets flew around your ears.
He gave a short humorless laugh. Then Jake helped
himself to some of the food, provided by a young Na’vi female on a leaf serving
as a plate. It looked like the famous teylu to Trudy and she grimaced slightly.
She too had eaten worms and insects at one time on earth, that time when she
got lost in her childhood, but never had she grown as found of them as the
Na’vi did on Pandora. It had taken her search party three days to find her in
all the rocks of the valley that she had crawled into when the car of her
parents got suddenly used for target practice by rebels.
The girl survived the entire thing only because her
mother had, without warning, unbuckled her belt shortly before the shooting
begun and thrown her out of the passenger side with a urgent;
RUN; to rescue her at least. Her parents were found later, dead. Shot into
their heads from their murders. It was her grandfather who had searched for her
and finally found her, surviving on insects and snails like he had taught her
before and with a broken leg.
Her family lived inside the former areas near the
Mexican or better said former Mexican borders, of her people, dictated so by
the governments in the long gone past. Even after all that time, the other
people did not give them much more respect as before. Her father had been
politically active because of that and for that, he was shot.
To be called an American native had become a curse and
pride to Trudy in her later life, but she shrugged it off and went on her way.
It didn’t show much anyways, what helped her carrier in the Marines Corps and
made her often angry and sad in return. Her father had been native her mother a
mix, what gave her Latino features in the end, that and her clear nearly black eyes.
They were a constant testimony to her genetic background and heritage.
Here on Pandora, only a handful of selected people had
known about her history and all of them she had known for years before she told
them. Grace being under the very few and that by sheer accident only. One day
she had cursed fluently in her mother tongue whilst kicking an overly stubborn
resisting piece of tech and Dr. Augustine had been there to witness it by
chance. Arching a brow the woman had gone and straight asked one of the
linguists what language Trudy had spoken without to tell him that it was Trudy from
who she had heard the curses coming from. The sly woman had than looked up the
meaning later after having been told that it was a no longer used language of
some formerly American natives and laughed heartily with Trudy together later
about the meaning of the creative curses.
Trudy was Mescalero Apache origin, came from the
survivors of this part of the great family of the so called Apache clans, who
called themselves not so. They had several names for themselves when
introducing themselves but nearly all translated into one meaning; People.
Ironic, Trudy mused to herself whilst chewing in silence next to Jake’s big
frame, watching his many adornments in the hair and on his body move in sync to
his now catlike movements.
Wasn’t it ironic that the word; Na’vi brought down to
it, meant the very same…just…people.
Her sudden ironic laugh got Jake’s attention and he
gave her a wary sideways glance. Shaking her head she looked down at her nearly
empty plate. If her grandfather could have seen her now, she was sure he would
have hit her over her head for that slip.
“It’s nothing, you big lug. I…just…realized the irony
of something that I should have known already a long time ago.“
He gave her a curios look. “And what’s that awesome revelation?” Cracking up a
half grin she looked at him fully. “Hey, Jake, did I ever tell you the awesome history
of Lt. Trudy Chacon?” At the amused shake of his head the woman crackled up.
“Guess it is overdue, eh? Since you are my friend…well make yourself at home
here. This will take us a while and not be repeated.”
And with that she told Jake about her childhood, her
time with her grandparents and her parents and her history on earth before he
had ever met her. True to her warnings before, they talked or Jake rather
listened most of the time to Trudy’s stories and tales. All the time having
that kind of awed look on his face that told others, such as Neytiri, to stay
clear of the two for the now; that they were outsiders/intruders for the time
being and that it was ok so.
Unknown to Trudy, she had half of the tribe around her
listen avidly, via the poor Norm that Neytiri talked into translating certain
phrases or unknown words to her and her mother. To say that Mo’at was shocked
to hear what Trudy told to Jake was an understatement. Never before had someone
told the history of the sky people so bluntly or calmly to her or anyone else
of the Na’vi. And never before had someone told Mo’at these darker parts of
earth’s history, not even Grace Augustine had done so in the past. Her guess
was that the woman had not wanted to tell them because they showed her race in
an even worse light as ever before.
It took her some time to get it fully that on earth
once had lived humans with similar ways of living to that of her people. More
so, that the rest had literally overrun them in their greed for land, power and
out of sheer ignorance. So, Mo’at thought, that had been the hidden meaning of
Grace warning words of some days before Quaritch had burned down the Kelutral.
That the humans had killed their mother a long time before they even reached
for the stars. She had tried to warn Eytukan and her that those like Selfridge
and the colonel would not hesitate to shoot their very own people to get what
they wanted…she shook her head in sudden sadness. Now feeling the losses of the
dreamwalker woman and her wisdom and her former mate’s love and his serenity
even more keenly as Mo’at normally did it.
It wasn’t a wonder then that this Trudy had not
relented before her fuel run out.
Silently she mused how many generations of suppressed
anger had been on work that day unknowingly to Trudy and everyone else.
Unknown to Mo’at, Jake mused about the very same
thing. Now he finally understood some of Trudy’s motivations to help the
innocent instead to simply follow the book, much better as he had ever done
before. As he too did suddenly understand her strange war paint from before,
the latter however made him laugh.
After explaining it to Trudy she joined him.
The later the night grew the more drunk the entire
mass became. Courtesy to the out given Na’vi comparable to the on earth usual
alcohol and from Max, handed out Whisky out of his personal bunk, the most
Na’vi and humans behaved rather oddly soon. At least seen from the perspective
of Trudy, who more than once had to doge one of the tall drunkards. Jake found
that amusing, she could tell and soon she was teasing him back for that.
“So Jake…how is married life?” He promptly choked on
his share of the spirits. “Uhm…good?” He gave her a suspicious look; Trudy
could become really nasty when she was in the mood. And to chose from the smirk
she wore right now, he was in for it. “You know, I still wonder how you got
this lucky…” She trailed off and Jake, even knowing better, took the bait and
snorted. “Must have been my infamous charm, huh?”
Just as Trudy was about to retort a sudden female voice
from behind them piped her two cents in, in rather good English actually.
“Must rather have been something else, oh Toruk
Macto!” Insanely laughter arose around them coming from those who understood
the language and made Jake’s tiny dots on his skin practically glow with
embarrassment. Trudy grinned evilly over her shoulder at the daring huntress
that wore the sides of her skull shorn off like many others too in the typical
warrior stile of the Na’vi.
“As expected,
any clue what it was then?” She arched a suggestive eyebrow at the now heartily laughing
huntress whose name she didn’t know but already liked, whilst battling Jake’s
hands away from her that tried to silence her before Trudy could do more damage
to his pride. Taking up the bait, the Na’vi female grinned right back at Trudy
and Jake; “No clue, maybe sheer luck, he
is still a moron though, Toruk Macto or not! And your Na’vi is good, scywalker!”
She grinned like a cat, behind Trudy, Jake gasped.
“Hey, no fair!
Since when do you speak Na’vi language so well? Wait a second ...Norm!”
To her left Norm gulped visibly and made a sudden dash
to hide behind an amused Mo’at when Jake looked accusingly into his direction.
Nearly everyone around them broke out into laughter at seeing this. Since
Norm’s avatar still was in the med station, his human form made it easy to hide
fully behind the tall Tsahik and Neytiri who sat right next to her and glared
mockingly back at Jake. Neytiri was barely holding in her laughter whilst doing
it.
“Seriously,
when did you learn that?”
Trudy shrugged, “Around
the same time as you, big guy. Grace and Norm were enthusiastic teachers and we
had a ton of fun. Since you were gone for the most of the time we occupied
ourselves with it, Grace was really into that.” She gave Jake an innocent
grin…inwardly Trudy was slowly counting to ten. She never got further as four.
“What?! They
were always so busy with their samples when I came back.” He
glared at Trudy who shrugged again imperturbably. “Yeah, that…well they had to catch up on them at one time, you know?”
“And Trudy
learned a hell of a lot faster than you moron!” Norm
dared to tell from behind Neytiri. Who lost it promptly then and begun to laugh
wildly too. By now nearly everyone around them was holding their stomachs or
was simply laughing hysterically.
Blinking owlishly at her and Norm Jake finally lost it
too and begun to laugh also.
“Oh man, was that wise, Norm? The horrors her mouth
could teach the Na’vi…” Jake rubbed his face while he tried to fully calm down.
Trudy just grinned and with pointing a thumb into the
direction of the still laughing huntress behind her she finally managed to
press out the words that doomed Jake fully for the rest of the night.
“I hardly
believe that they need any assistance from me for that anymore, Jake. As it
looks to me, they have already more than enough experience in holding up
themselves as it is. Besides the little fact that I still try to find out how
you did get that lucky to get Neytiri to put up with you for the rest of her
life, no offence.”
This time Jake just grinned at her. “And as it looks you will have to ask that
yourself a little longer, eh, Trudy? None taken.” Inwardly however, he
prepared himself for countless more teasing like that and worse from his new
clan mates for the rest of the night. Knowing very well how right Trudy was
with that observation. Na’vi rarely held back in such or in showing their
emotions openly either. He just wished he could strangle the pilot for stepping
loose the little stone in the first place! At seeing her stick out her tongue
at him, Jake lost it. His try to grasp her however ended with him just getting
air instead.
And Trudy feeling airborne for some moments…just what
the hell had happened here anyway?!
She felt caught from a strong arm with wiry muscles
that soon resettled her almost gently next to Mo’at…much to her surprise.
Staring at the Tsahik for an awkward moment she finally broke out laughing at
the pouting face of Jake who seemed to have a staring contest with the male
standing in front of her.
“Now, now, Jakesully, are we getting a little miffed about
having missed our target?” The mischief was clearly in the voice of, what she
now identified to be, Tsu’tey. Just showing her his backside for once…not that
Trudy was complaining…much. The tail clearly was the issue for those complains
though. Since it moved amicably around and so, often nearly hit her, sitting so
close behind it. Annoyed she battered at it when it came to near for her
comfort. Hell that thing was almost as thick as a rope and she was sure it
could do the very same damage if that guy wasn’t careful with it!
Mo’at simply grabbed it roughly and shoved it to the
side. “Watch your tail, Olo’eyktan! You nearly hit her now twice.” Looking
over his shoulder down at Trudy he finally shrugged and stepped nimbly to the
side so he would not hit her by accident. Trudy being Trudy, learned an
important lection that night, well several actually.
One, Na’vi tails were good mood indicators and second,
Mo’at was most likely the only one in this round that could get away with such
an act and third, it was fun watching them. Curios she watched its tip sway from
side to side for a minute, a highly amused almost childish grin on her face
what in turn made Jake snigger madly along with several others.
Right before Tsu’tey looked back at whatever she was
doing to cause such a up rise of hilarity under the
others, a sharp elbow in her side jarred Trudy rudely out of her trance.
Rubbing the sore spot she gave him the now already well known innocent look of
her and earned herself a snort from the tall Na’vi. Across them Jake now rolled
on the floor in his laughter together with countless others.
“And here I was thinking no one could be as
troublesome as Jakesully. As it looks I just found a second troublemaker.” Mo’at
grinned despise the words and went on to eat some of her own food. Sure, Trudy
could feel the glare practically burn into her skull from above; still she suddenly
felt the strong urge to admire the tree.
Finally muttering something about sky walkers and
their silliness he gave up and stalked away.
Much later the night, almost near morning, the most of
the attendants to Jake’s second birthday Party had already strolled off to
their beds or simply cuddled together to share warmth while sleeping.
Trudy had, at one point climbed upon the stone rim
near the actual base of the tree and now watched the others who were still
awake with high amusement, making fools out of themselves. She was cleverly
hidden from common view by some rocks but could still watch them all without to
be spotted doing so.
Norm currently annoyed the hell out of the Ikran tribe
leader, a female with a bright red paint on her body by holding her tail whilst
sleeping like a baby. The Na’vi watched him with a wry grin doing so. His much
smaller human form barely tall enough to come up to her ribcage when standing,
made a cute picture when folded like he was while asleep.
Trudy had watched her trying to lose his dead grip on
said tail a few times, or to shake him awake…nothing worked. She had finally
given it up to try with throwing her arms up in the air. Trudy was nearly up
already to help him if needed when the same female suddenly grabbed behind her
and got a leather hide out of one bag placed there and non to gently wrapped
him up like a child in it. All the time mumbling something what Trudy was certain
had to be curses. She barely suppressed her mirth at the picture.
A sudden unexpected movement to her left caused Trudy
half an hour later to look at the intruder of her little sanctuary.
It was, a still very drunk, Tsu’tey who rubbed the
sore spot on his shoulder where the Ikran leader’s stone had hit him only moments
before. He seemingly had teased her with the clingy Norm and had gotten a stone
accurately thrown after his retreating back from the fuming female, accompanied
with fascinating curses in Na’vi.
Much to Trudy’s immense delight of the entire situation
of the still clueless Norm, who still slept with a childish grin on his face
all the time through the entire events. Next to the now incensed Female Na’vi
that had her arms crossed in front of her with a scowl on her sharp featured
face.
Mumbling something under his breath Tsu’tey flopped
down next to her smaller form in a graceless heap. The entire process was apathetically
watched from Trudy. Taking a sip from an earthenware bottle he addressed her in
a surprisingly clear voice.
“You took
nothing.” He pointed at the bottle. “Why is that? Even No’rm did.” His eyes showed his drunken state
clearly but still held a clear gleam that had Trudy wonder. “And look where it got him.” She pointed
at the odd couple. “I am forbidden by Max
and actually Mo’at too. She even went so far to promise me pains if I took as
much as a gulp…does that answer your question, Olo’eyktan?”
A deep throated chuckle escaped the warrior next to
her at the last words.
“Yes, fully!” His
tall frame hunched slightly over when he seem to spot something in the still lively
party place. Following his line of vision she spotted the still fast asleep Norm
now snuggled up at the female Na’vi leader’s side whilst she stared at the tree
of souls as if she hoped for a wonder coming from Eywa. Bedside Trudy, the Na’vi’s
entire body was shaking from the effort to suppress his mirth at seeing this.
He pointed finally into the direction of the unlikely pair,
with one of his four fingers on the right hand. “If he keeps that up he will end most likely up mated to her on the
spot the next time she sees him in his avatar form.” A laugh followed the
bold declaration. “What makes you think such
nonsense? I think she will rather hand him his privates on a platter if she
ever catches him.” Next to her Tsu’tey gave a sputter at her wording and
then sniggered madly. “Or that.” He
agreed with Trudy after he had calmed down enough again. “But then again, she is strange sometimes and no male dares to come
near to her anyways…all the males of her tribe fear her temper too much.”
Trudy gave her trademark shrug at this; somehow she doubted
it that the female Leader would harm Norm…much, for using her as a pillow. She knew
from own experience how cute he could look like that. No matter what a nerd he
could be at some times, an asleep Norm was simply too cute for words,
especially when drunk. And as it looked to Trudy his strange charm also worked on
Na’vi females.
“Do you think
they will mind much if she keeps cuddling him?” Tsu’tey gave
her an odd look and then shrugged. “No.
Most likely they will be glad, as long as she does that, they are safe of her
temper.” Trudy gave him a wry look. “Can
it be that you were on the receiving end of said temper in the late? You speak
with awfully allot fervor, for someone who simply muses about something.” Tsu’tey
raised a non existing brow at her before he simply shrugged again and then out
of the blue, he flopped to the side without warning, to land his head right in
her lap.
“Umpf! Hey!
Watch it, big fella, you’re not exactly small or light you know?!” For
once she got no smart retort from the tall Na’vi. He was unusually silent and
that made Trudy suspicious in return. Staring down at him she realized fast
that he was…fast asleep?! Groaning Trudy lifted her face mask long enough to
rub her face wearily. Why was it always her that was ending up in situations such
like this? From across her, Trudy’s eyes met shortly the eyes of the Ikran
tribe leader. A mutual knowledge and agreement shone in both sets; no matter what
the species, males meant only trouble.
Next to Trudy the bushes rustled and then suddenly Mo’at
settled herself gracefully next to the small human woman that looked at her
with a helpless shrug.
“He was
suddenly out like a light.” She told the elder female who was pointing a finger
at Tsu’tey in a manner of questioning his currently odd position. Nodding Mo’at
took that in stride. Pointing then wordlessly at the other rather odd couple
across their position she had Trudy shrugging her shoulder again. “Guess the same?” Again the older one of
them both nodded. “I see…” was all Trudy
got out of the Tsahik and she wisely left it at that.
Together the two only fully sober people of the entire
current population of Na’vi and humans watched in mutual silence Pandora’s sun
come up and coating everything into a golden hue.
Hope you had as much fun reading this as I had writing it^^ I had some
good laughs in this chapter; I only hope the jokes have come out as I wanted
them too…however, until the next update.
Suryallee
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