Extraterrestrial Attraction

I've Done This Before

Na'vi

Eywa

'Harry's thoughts'

I do feel increasingly horrible right now for the lack of Harry x Tsu'tey fluff. I itch to write it, I really do, but I need to further the plot somehow. So I apologize. Also, it has come to my attention that apparently, I'm an idiot and I don't know how to reply to comments. If you have left a comment on a chapter of mine, I have most likely replied to it. Again, that is totally my fault and I thank the person who brought that to my attention. Oh, and I am realizing that I have literally almost completely have cut Jake out of his own movie. Oops.

I am sorry.

Enjoy!

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This time, Harry could tell that the darkness was artificial.

There were slots of light that shown through the blinds on the other side of the room. One which conveniently shown directly on Harry's eye lids. Harry opened his eyes slowly, knowing that he was going to have some sort of trouble adjusting to the light of the living world.

I mean, he did just die after all. Even though it wasn't really the first time, that didn't make it any easier.

Harry stretched out his long arms and arched his back, hearing many different vertabre in his back pop into place again.

"Oh, your up." Harry looked at the door and sighed. Max stood in the doorway, a smile painted on his face. "Sorry to make this short, but Grace wanted to speak to you."

"About what?" Harry groaned out, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His brain was still trying to restart itself, but luckily it only made it seem like he was still really tired.

"I don't really know." Max admitted.

"Fine," Harry dragged his stiff body out of the surprisingly comfortable bed. "Let me stretch really quick." He said, reaching his arms up.

Max waited, not in any real hurry.

"Hiw long have I been out?" Harry asked, joining Max in the doorway.

"Two days." Max wrote something down him his clip board. "We were quite worried, but Grace forbade us from waking you up. She said you would wake up on your own time, not ours." He smiled down at Harry as they walked through the base.

As they walked through the many hallways, Harry began to feel the tention in the air. It was almost crackling like electricity, and it only to worse when they would pass soldiers. They would glare at both Max and Harry, but Harry knew that they were glaring at him.

Call it a feeling.

He could sence the growing animosity in the atmosphere, and he didn't like it.

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"You wanted to talk to me, Colonial?" Trudy asked, standing at attention. The man in front of her sneered, angered and annoyed with his current situation.

"Yes, yes Pilot, I am in need of your services. You are the personal pilot of Grace's team, are you not?" Quaritch asked the woman.

"Yes Sir, I am." Trudy confirmed, not liking where this conversation was going.

"So you would say that you have gotten to know both Jake and General Harry, yes?" At Trudy's nod, Quaritch continued his semi-monologue. "I need you to gain General Harry's trust. I need you to report everything that you find out to me. We need to take him down, but I can't do it by myself because we hate each other. Anything tbat you can tell me that will either get him killed or fired. Do you understand?"