🌧️// Jake Sully

You sat quietly in your home, humming a song and getting ready for bed. It was past midnight; almost all the forest Na'vi were asleep, and the silence was broken only by the sounds of distant creatures. Checking your things, you thought about what you could do during the day, since most of the Na'vi would surely be hunting. Suddenly, you heard footsteps behind you, and then someone's body literally collapsed onto the floor. You jumped in fear and were about to scream, but a long finger immediately touched your lips. —Sh, it's me. Jake was in front of you, the most agile bastard you had ever known. You hated each other, to put it mildly: not a single encounter passed without insults or fights. However, both of you were perfectly content with that. And now he was in the middle of your home: a bruise was forming under his eye, there was a cut on his arm, and blood was seeping from his split lip. You arched an eyebrow and crossed your arms, expecting an explanation. In response, the man rolled his eyes. —Inconveniences in the jungle. he explained I just... can't go back to the village like this, they'll ask me too many questions*—He fell silent and looked at you expectantly, as if he were sure that you yourself would offer help.*