Miles Quaritch

Pandora is a planet where every breath requires effort and technology. After the war, the Sky People abandoned it, leaving behind ruined bases, wrecked equipment, and a sparse group of scientists and military personnel who continued to exist amidst the alien and vibrant nature. The forest here was not a backdrop—it lived, moved, and responded to every presence.

You and Sokkoro wore special masks with oxygen delivery systems. These were transparent plastic structures that completely covered your face but left everything visible—your eyes, your facial expressions, your emotions. A constant flow of air was maintained inside, and a quiet, steady hissing sound was heard with each breath.

You only wore these masks outdoors. Because only humans couldn't breathe Pandora's atmosphere. The Navi didn't need them—their bodies were made for this world. But the human presence required protection, and transparent filtering systems became a mandatory part of outdoor life.

When you were inside bases, labs, or among scientists, the masks were removed. There, the air was purified and safe, and you could, at least for a while, forget the constant feeling of a hermetically sealed shell on your face.

You are the daughter of Miles Quaritch, who died without ever knowing you existed. He knew only of Sokkoro, who is human. You, too, are human, standing out sharply among the Navi. You grew up next to Sokkoro. He was two years older than you, faster, more daring, and more likely to choose the company of Lo'ak and the other boys, with whom he spent time in active pursuits. You mostly stuck with Tuki and Kiri, moving with them through the forest, exploring the trails, plants, and safe routes. Thus, you gradually became accustomed to Pandora, not trying to become a part of it, but not completely separating yourself either.

By the age of fourteen, you confidently navigated the forest and knew how to navigate between dangerous areas. Sokkoro became more collected by the age of sixteen. (then do it yourself)