"Where'd you get your scar from?" She asked him as they walked back to the hometree.

His ears twitched before he spoke, "Skypeople bullets." Tsu'tey looked away from her with a sad twitch of his lips and a flash of pain showing in his eyes. "Many Na'vi died that day. That is part of reason why tawtute are not allowed in hometree."

Alva gave him a sad smile and wrapped her arm around his, leaning her head on his bicep and sighing. "I'm glad you got out. My strong warrior, who else would catch me whenever I fall if not you, who will protect me against my foes and who will teach me the way of the people?"

"There are others." He commented and pulled his arm out of her hold, shrugging her off before walking faster.

Alva skipped after him but didn't hug his arm again, knowing that she had pushed him enough that day. "There are no one else like you." She shot back, her eyes shimmering with the truth of her statement and a small giggle falling from her painted lips. "You are unique, 'Sey, and your ear is proof that you're a survivor. We are both survivors."

"Both were made by skypeople." He grunted and glared down at her. "Your people."

"They are not my people." She declared once again before sighing and smiling at him. "Not any longer. My home is Pandora, with you."

"I would question your loyalty if I had not seen your proof already." Tsu'tey briefly looked down on her, his face set in warm stone, before he looked away again, eyes flashing all over the place. "If you did not see I would have thought you were another demon."

"Unique is beautiful." Alva spoke up and blinked up at him slowly before nodding. "Flaws are beautiful. Imperfections are beautiful." She continued and smiled, stroking one of her rings with a reminiscent look in her eyes.

"Yes, you have many flaws." Tsu'tey nodded, taking longer strides as he tried to get away from her.

"Did you just call me beautiful?" She let a smirk grow on her painted lips before bubbling laughter tore its way through her throat. His head snapped towards her and his eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

"No!" He exclaimed and walked even faster, trying to get away even more from her now that she had once again turned their conversation around.

"Well. I think you're beautiful." She shamelessly told him with a happy smile that showed just a hint of white teeth. "My beautiful, strong warrior. " Alva chuckled at the scandalized look on his face as she declared her appreciation for his looks, and calling him hers again.

"I am not yours, dreamwalker." He spat at her before striding away from her once more, but Alva was beaming at him. She had made extreme progress with him that day, even if she overstepped a line that made him push back like an animal that had been cornered. Alva had pushed him a bit too far and he had pushed back, a small push.

She shrugged. "Whatever you say 'Sey."

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"Have you done your logging yet, Jake?" She asked the man sitting besides her as they ate dinner together in mostly silence. Said Jake was looking worse for wear, his beard was unkempt, his body skinny and frail and his eyes vacant, as if he wasn't truly there, much like hers often were.

Jake shoveled another spoonful of mash into his mouth and shook his head. "Nah, not yet."

"Grace will be upset if you don't." Alva sang out and grinned at her avatar driver partner. He was the only one that understood how it felt to feel more at home with a tribe of 'savages' than with your own people, how it felt that your Na'vi body was more of your body than the one you had been borned with, but still it was different. He didn't face the same struggles from the RDA as she did and he got away with things she didn't, but Alva wasn't angry-- no, she was happy that Jake got to live his best life even if it meant she had to deal with the consequences so he didn't have to.

"She'll be upset no matter what I do." He chuckled and dried his hands on his pants. "She lectures me about everything- and that's not even talking about what Norm's doing. I mean he acts like I kicked his puppy or something."

"He is jealous." Alva told Jake as if it was obvious and stood up from the table, her dirty dishes still on the table. "And I think it's your turn to do the dishes tonight, I have to do my daily logging."

He scoffed with his mouth full with food. "Why do I have to do the dishes?"

"Because I don't want to." She replied simply and walked away from the stunned man while giggling to herself.

She sat down at one of the desks that had a camera set up ready to go and she sighed before pulling a hand through her dry curls. Alva regretfully turned on the camera and her face popped up on the screen besides her. She cringed at her appearance, dark circles under her eyes and her skin had lost its luster.

"I don't know what day it is, or what time it is, all I know is that it's late." Alva started the logging with tired, droopy eyes that was longing, beggin her even, for some sleep before she had to be up at dawn with the rest of the clan.

"Jake told me that he feels like the days are blurring together, but I don't agree. I can remember each day-- not because they're long or boring but because I remember the progress I've made with both myself and the natives. Eywa sings of my victories but they are few. I'm getting closer with Tsu'tey with each passing day but he's still hesitant. Thanks for that, brother. " She giggled and winked at the camera. Alva sighed and shifted in the uncomfortable chair. "Just a few days ago I convinced him to take me as his student, it took me about two weeks, during that time I cracked pieces of his surface but with each layer I tore away a new one waited for me, like one of those christmas gifts that hold an unlimited amount of paper wrapped around the gift, and you just keep on ripping and ripping to get to the center of it."

"He calls me demon. That's what they call avatar drivers; demons in false bodies. But my body is as real as his. My soul belongs with Pandora and I think he's starting to see that. He let me touch him today, and yesterday he allowed me to rest a hand on his chest. A week or so ago he would push me away or hiss at me as soon as I got close to him." Alva giggled airily and her eyes turned dreamy as she thought back on all the days that had passed so far. " Training is going good, each day I'm learning new things about my home and about my body. I'm learning to trust my body that it knows what to do, and I have yet to really fall out of any trees so you don't have to frown like that Parker." Alva was trying her hardest to keep her words serious and keep herself from falling into speech-pattern she usually had when talking to anyone, how she was normally and didn't have to be formal or professional.

"He shows me a lot of the forest. Always going on about the flow of energy, the flow of Eywa around us. I can feel her breathing, I can hear hear in every sound of her children around her and I can always feel her warm arms around me, guiding me on the path she has chosen for me. No one except for the Na'vi understand that feeling, humans don't want to see." Her words almost turned angry but she stopped herself before she got too carried away. "He's my teacher, my best-friend, my reluctant protecter and my strong warrior. He told me he would kill Quaritch for that he's done and I believe him. Tsu'tey's eyes were like the burning fires of hell, he swore to me that he would kill him but I stopped him. I understand now what Ngeha was talking about when she told me about his rage, for that was exactly what it was--rage. And I'm not arrogant enough to even think that I did anything to lower that rage but I bought you some time at least. He doesn't like me, not enough anyways, but he's protective. I'm his student so that has to mean something." Alva chuckled and scratched the back of her neck.

The woman took a few gulps of her water before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "The language is hard but I've learnt some of the most important greetings and things like that, so I think that's good progress. I spend most of my days in the forest, with the animals. It's all so beautiful it's hard to concentrate on anything else. I love the trees and I love climbing in them, I could spend all day cooped up in a tall tree just watching life. I pity the person looking through my vlogs back at the base, y'know the people searching for clues about the Na'vi people that my brother can use, but there's nothing. For all you know everything I've said is a lie and Tsu'tey is a Na'vi I've never met before, I might have even lied about sneaking into the Omaticaya clan territory. You wouldn't know." Alva shrugged with a crooked smirk and a flip of her hair. "I didn't, though. I'm many things-- crazy, insane, childlike, bubbly--, but I'm no liar, cross my heart and hope to die." She made a cross over her heart and blew a raspberry to the camera.

"Jake would tell you about how Neytiri goes on about the flow of energy around us, about how his days are blurred and how he can run faster everyday. That's the kind of thing you want to hear? Or maybe it's the information he gives you about the structures of the hometree? You know it's all fun and games until you realise that I'm not just some little girl with her head stuck in the clouds, no, I'm much more than what I choose to show you. If you can't handle me at my worst you don't deserve to see me at my best." She sighed and dragged a hand down her face. "How long are these supposed to be anyways? I keep ranting about things, thinking I'm making sense but even I can see through my blabbering nonsense. Na'vi are all about feeling, not so much words as it is about actions and feelings. I could try to explain what I have with the clan in a thousand or more words but it would never come close to describing it, I couldn't explain what I have with Tsu'tey even with the perfect words for it. We're not friends, I know that, he's my friend, of course, but I'm not his friend. Or are we more than friends? Are we something else? I can't put a label on our relationship; he gets angry when he sees me but hates it when I get hurt, he gets furious if someone hurts me. He calls me names but I can tell he doesn't' mean them as much as he used to, is Tsu'tey growing fond of me? Absolutely."

Alva played with the glass in her hands, thinking over what she wanted to say and how to put her feelings into words. Like the Na'vi she wasn't very good with words and preferred to let her emotions tell her what to do, it's how she feels Eywa and her will, it's what guides her with Tsu'tey.

"But there's so much bad blood that sometimes I wonder if he can ever truly get over what humans have done to him. I think he's starting to see me as separate from humans, he said that I'm not like them or at least that he had hope that I could still be saved from my insanity. I've known him for a couple of weeks so I'd guess that he's at least beginning to get over that first hard shell, even more after I showed him how far I was prepared to go to show my loyalty." Her fingers brushed her neck but came up short when she realised the wound could only be felt on her Avatar body and not the human one. "Eywa is guiding me but sometimes I doubt that even she knows what she's doing putting us together. Some days he's prepared to kill me and some days he's like today or yesterday; almost playful and even letting me touch him. Though I know that my strong warrior would never hurt me, not any longer, I don't care what anyone says about it." She glared at the camera wholeheartedly.

"They don't know him like I do. My teacher, My best-friend, My strong warrior, My Tsu'tey." Alva said, her voice airy but her eyes fiery as she ended the video before deleting it. She didn't want them to have that information, she just needed to get some of it off her chest. Alva didn't even want to know what they would do if they found out about her and Tsu'tey.