Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at’ite (futuretsahik) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2014-11-22 12:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !plot, jake sully, ~neytiri |
Who: Neytiri and Jake
Where: Wherever Jake happens to be
What: Looking for Jake
When: After her attempt to call him
Rating: High for foggy nastiness
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing
The fog was making it very difficult to find anything. Not only was she hearing the voices, but she was smelling things. Burning, metal, exhaust. All of the things from the tawtutes. Things she knew weren't really there. But she had to find Jake. At first, she used the device to track his phone. When she found it, abandoned on the forest floor, she hissed. This was supposed to help her find him. She slipped the phone into a pouch at her belt and continued to look. She ignored the voices. Ignored the hands grabbing at her. She could hear animal sounds off in the distance and wondered if they were really there or not. Was that Seze or Banshee she heard? She couldn't tell. Finally she closed her eyes and just stood there for a moment before giving up on being able to actually track him. "Jake!" She called out, starting to move carefully. The fog was very thick and it was hard to see. "Jake! Where are you?!" |