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Chapter 3:
Time seemed to slow down, Jake’s vision blurred until the only thing he could focus on was Tsu’tey’s face breaking into a weak smile. Explosions rang inside his head. Memories thought lost returned in a flurry of emotion. He struggled to reach words; finding none to describe his feelings, the purple fog reclaimed him... -- Tsu’tey had been restless all night, he hadn’t moved from Jake’s side. Mo’at had brought him to her tent she shared with Eytukan, and laid him down on the hammock. Tsu’tey had just sat by his side all night, wishing he could take back what he had said. His spirit devolving into a vast sea of sadness, he wished Eywa would intervene and wipe the slate clean. She would not, and Tsu’tey was left to care for an unconscious Jake. Mo’at had spoken to him, telling him not to worry and that Jake had passed out because Eywa needed to calm his spirit. “Tsu’tey, it is a huge shock to the spirit to just learn another loves you, but YOU loving him, the shock must have been huge” Mo’at whispered to Tsu’tey "Tsahik, What have I done? I have hurt the one I care for most, hurt his spirit! What can I do?!” Tsu’tey screamed, tears streaming down his face. “Do not trouble yourself child; Jake is merely resting, his spirit being soothed.” “How can his spirit be soothed from an atrocity such as this? I am such a fool...I will leave the cla--.” Tsu’tey didn’t finish his last word, because Jake's hand had reached up and grabbed his arm. Dragging Tsu’tey down to eye level, Jake uttered the words: “What did you say a minute ago?” Tsu’tey, his heart beating a mile a minute, grabbed Jake’s hand and blushed, whispering: “I said....I said I loved you” Silence swept through the tent. The only sounds were of the trees around them sighing and flexing with each breath of wind... Jake sighed, sitting up and looking deeply into Tsu’s eyes, said: “Did you mean it?” Tsu’tey stopped dead, his hand still gripping Jake’s. His features seemed to tense, blood rushing to his face, blushing madly and taking deep breaths. The words seemed to explode out of him, uncontrolled, unrefined. They were pure love. “Srane... I meant it with all my soul, with all my heart, with every fibre of my body.” Jake pulled his friend into a hug, kissing him on the neck. He softly purred in his ear: “Give me time” -- Eytukan was sitting by the rise to Iknimaya, eyes glaring ahead, as if seeking to melt the stone by stare. This was unexpected; one of the most honourable warriors of the clan had feelings for Jake?! How would this work? His favourite, his one hope for the continuation of the Omaticaya was falling for another MALE? “Eywa, why have you created this monstrosity? You are supposed to keep the balance of life, not make strange mutant Na’vi that seek to mate with other males!” This could not be tolerated; the future of the Omaticaya was in jeopardy. Control was slowly slipping away from Eytukan; Tsu’tey had to be controlled, or forced to leave. With fire searing through his soul, he stood up, and growled the words: “They will stop, or they will be punished.” -- Grace was walking dreamily through the forests of Pandora towards the village they had constructed around the Tree of Souls. Peering through the trees, she saw Eytukan walking into the village, fire practically burning in his eyes. “Wow, that guy looks pissed about something, whatever or whoever he is pissed off at, I wouldn’t want to be” Stepping down to the village, she saw a great gathering around Mo’at and Eytukan’s tent. All the clan was gathered around it. Slowly, she approached and saw Jake leave the tent, smiling broadly. “Who gave that guy the smiles?” Grace muttered Sighing heavily, she walked to her tent. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Eytukan striding toward an empty hammock in the far corner. “I definatly wouldn’t want to have pissed him off” -- Mo’at left the tent; feeling completely drained after the nights events. She hadn’t slept for at least 26 hours. Gazing around as the clan returned to their hammocks, she felt a sudden pang of loneliness. Eytukan was sleeping in the far corner, and she wanted to rouse him, and just talk to him. Clearly he was agitated about something, the way his body was hunched over. Mo’at groaned. When Eytukan gets angry about something, you do not want to get in his way. Reminiscing over the nights events, she slinked off to her hammock. If Eytukan wanted to be angry about something, She’d let him, unless it affected the people cared about most. With that final thought, she drifted off to sleep. -- Jake was feeling very hot, and went to go and sit by himself for a while. Tsu’tey had confessed to feelings about him. This was all too much, he really liked Tsu, and could see him being with him, but somewhere in his subconscious the tendrils of doubt grasped at his emotions. “Neytiri, is this the “other” you spoke of?” There was no reply, obviously, but Jake felt the need to say it. He didn’t know what to make of it all right now, this was going to need a lot of thought. He loved Tsu’tey, loved him like a brother, but as a lover? He couldn’t see why not, except for the nagging suspicion that the clan wouldn’t take kindly to it. The tendrils of doubt burrowed their way into him, making him doubt his own feelings, his own soul. “I need to cool it, this can’t possibly work....can it?” Jake didn’t know the answer to that question. But he believed he would find the answer soon enough. (TBC) Damn guys, I want a coffee next time. <33 Chapter four is coming soon.
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Incredible as always Jack *hug*
Keep it up!!!! ~Skxawng
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Thanks! <333
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/me trundles in a case of Starbucks Frappucinos...
Again, your wordsmithing is so descriptive the movie in my head just HAPPENS. I can hear the dialogue being spoken by the Na'vi, and I can truly appreciate the different vocabulary and syntax spoken by Grace: those lines sound VERY MUCH like something she WOULD say. Bravo, Txon...MOAR!
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Oh damn. It might be 2 days for chapter 4 guys, I kinda need to take my time. <3
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Excellent work Jack, loving it very much.
This post now contains 50% extra MOAR!! Terms and conditions apply. See pack for details. Offer is valid until next chapter.
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Well, I did read it in the end. Still not a fan of the idea, but it is well written
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Wonderful story. Of course, I must warn you, Aihwa likes this story. If you end this in tragedy, I will find you... >.>
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Oh Eywa. I'm being fanboyed. <3 _ <3
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We canz rebel together! Jake Fangurl powah!
~Skxawng
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Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! <33JAKE.
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HEY HEY HEY...you're not starting the collective fangurl RAWR without ME!
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Rawr. <33 Jake.
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*does want moar*
moar I say...MOARR ![]() But in all srsns, this is amazing. I love this pairing, and I'm already hooked <3 ^_^
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MOAR IS COMING. HOLD YOUR SEAT.
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