Jake was scrounging through the commandeered arsenal that the Na'vi had acquired from the now abandoned RDA facility. The morning was rather quick in its progression, breakfast with Neytiri was rather peaceful, but its tranquility and warmth was quickly overridden by the tribesman of the Omaticaya requesting the presence of Jake immediately, to teach the younger recruits of the tribe how to handle human weaponry.
Jake had quickly become a vital asset in not just being a leader and a protector for the tribe, but as a scribe, providing various techniques and tips to the Na'vi in tackling the threat that the sky people and RDA still posed.
"I shouldn't be too long Neytiri, just a routine training exercise I need to conduct with the younger members with our weaponry"
Neytiri smiled.
"Well, Grace should have her samples concluded, and by then we should be able to return to the Home Tree, and see to it that we begin the preliminary stages of reconstruction"
Jake exchanged a nod, and continued towards the training grounds, where the younger Omaticaya recruits were waiting in anticipation for him, along with another familiar face that had caught his eye: Norm Spellman.
"Jake? Jake Sully! It's so good to see you again dude! I see that the transfer process was a success!"
"Heh, thanks Norm, so what exactly did you guys need my services for?"
Norm soon presented a rifle, which resembled the models that were utilized by the RDA, but in this instance, a custom paint job accompanied it's design, it's colors complementing the Na'vi tribes on Pandora and its inhabitants.
"I see you've taken the liberty of making a few changes, huh?"
Norm gave a snarky smile.
"Well we had to create a bit of nuance with these weapons to distinguish them from the previous owners, besides, it is a massive improvement from the previous design, don't you agree?"
Jake retrieved the rifle from the grasp of Norm and gave a closer inspection.
The rifle was still very much human in its manufacturing, but the camouflage and vibrancy of the Na'vi colors, almost made it perceivable as though the Omaticaya had replicated the crafting capabilities of humans.
"I've made some progress with our recruits, but I'm very much a scientist at heart, this requires the touch of a former marine"
Jake chuckled.
"I'll see what I can do, it has been a while since firearms training in the military, and I'm not one to the play the role of range instructor"
Norm gave a playful nudge with his elbow.
"I'm sure you'll be fine, you proved your prowess in the last battle against the RDA-"
Norm stopped mid sentence.
"Norm, are you alright?"
Norm blinked rapidly for a few moments, then turned his head to face Jake once again.
"Ye-ye-yeah I'm fine, I just... recollected how that was really my first experience in combat, was it like that when you were a soldier?"
Jake sighed.
"Besides the stampedes of wildlife and banshees and mechs? Yeah combat was pretty hectic and chaotic"
Norm nodded.
"Well...I guess I uh... better go help Grace with finishing up those samples before we check out the home tree again, eh?"
Jake placed a hand on Norm's shoulder.
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Avatar: The Retribution
FanfictionSince the pushback of the RDA was successful, and the death of Colonel Quaritch, Jake Sully has taken the mantle of being the leader of the Omaticaya clan. Rebuilding and foraging a new beginning for the tribe is paramount, and it needs to occur in...