Epiphany Of Eywa {Avatar & Avatar TWOW}

Flying solo.

Norm had gone a strange shade of green since we got back. I'd seen better colours in my own vomit than the one on his face. 

The creature he had tampered with previously wasn't venomous, so unless he'd been picking up Arachnoid's, I wasn't sure what was wrong with him. Grace didn't care enough to look at him herself, so he was sent to his bunk straight away with some penicillin and water. 

"They aren't venomous, I don't know what he's whining about." Jake says, making his way to the refrigerator. My eyebrows raise, when had he learnt that? 

I look at Grace who had the same shocked expression on her face, and Jake spins to face the two of us. "What?" He asks, reaching for a bottle of water. I snort and shake my head in awe, still trying to find a way to thank Neytiri for making the man less idiotic. 

"Thought you were clueless, Marine." Grace had given him that nickname a while ago, used in a rude way. Now it was used to simply address him and he took it light-heartedly. The name made me smile and he scoffs before cracking open his water. 

I turn for my camera, which Grace had brought back with her after yesterday's trip. My eyes started to close not long ago, so I needed to either sleep or link.Linking wasn't an option because it was three in the morning, but sleeping wasn't until Norm quit his whining either.

Instead, I opt for going to log my day yesterday. I start to walk towards the desks and seat myself in front of the camera. "Watcha doin'?" Grace asks, yelling from the other room. Nosy bastard. 

"Video log." I shout back, switching on the camera and making sure everything was connected. I shift the camera so I'm in the centre and turn to face it. A stupid smile appears on my lips as I realise how stupid I looked talking to a camera. "Alright." I sniff, struggling to recall each memory from the day before. 

"So, Norm got himself hurt, ended well for me." I sarcastically comment. 

While I continue to ramble, I begin to think about everything; whether it'd always be like this. The back and forth between bodies and minds. At some point we had to get exhausted being so involved with the clan and leading different lives at night and day.

We were welcomed now, definitely, but not completely. To them we were demons, sky people. But the sky-people were people like Quaritch, men who ripped down their forest, killed the animals. 

People like Quaritch deserved a knife in the dick, and I mean that sincerely. His entire goal was the opposite of ours. He wanted to use our barely found trust with the people to trick them and burn down their house. 

He commented on 'trying to do it the nice way' but men like Quaritch didn't have a nice way. They wanted everything done with machines and terror. Ripping down home tree would bring both, and that would kill so many people. The Na'vi knew better than to run from danger, especially sky-people, so there was no 'nice way'. Grace knew that. Jake knew that. But there was close to nothing we could do.

 Grace had worn herself out with cigarettes and science, that wasn't exactly my forte anymore. But Grace was fuelled by love for the planet and the people, that had kept her going for years. She was stronger than anyone else here because she had seen everything important in this world. 

For Jake it was different.  The routine was starting to get him down, I could see it. Every time he woke up, out of his avatar, nobody could miss the disappointment on his face. He wanted to stay the way he was before he awoke, keeping his legs. The way his shoulders slump every time he notices his muscles aren't thriving anymore. 

But, every one saw how happy he is in his avatar body. That he uses his legs as much as humanly possible, never stopping once. He doesn't give up, not from a challenge. Even when Neytiri half-shoved him from branches, he always straightened up and found a way to get to ground. 

That was mainly thanks to Neytiri, there was nobody stronger than her. Well, not including Eyve. 

"I was fine, though. Don't think he was, bastard looked like he was ready to cry." I finish, realising I had become more tired with time and my thoughts. 

Grace had gone to bed long ago, so I was left to turn everything off. Joy. With a far too heavy huff, I rub my eyes hard and mutter a goodbye to the camera before switching it off. 

I look around the room, pressing the light switch and moving to the link room. I grumble something under my breath as I walk through the corridor and press the light switch to the hallway too.