Project tiftanglen || Neteyam

Prologue

EB here! heres a few songs i recommend listening to to kinda see what kind of taste and personality i think of when i write Tarian [wether it shows or not]

Fighting with the melody- Jimmy Urine [ This one just screams him its my fav to listen to while writting]

Sky like dreams SU- CNML

Nobody - Skindred

Write this down - soul chef

Money trees - Kendrick Lamar

7 Words -deftones

Gilded lily - Cults

Tongues and teeth - Crane wives

Curses - Crane wives

Limbo- Freddie Dredd

Spit in my face -ThxSoMuch

Kiss me son of god - They might be giants

The last remnants of earths sun glittered through the clouds of smog a 13 year old Tarian Felix Nemunis [he took on the last name of the most bearable scientist, taking his last name, and his first name as a middle name] loaded the huge ship in which he will finally venture to pandora, he was 13, and all those year where spent in a mundane facility in which the conditions where barely livable, he got experimented on, and ofcourse, didn't belong. As young as he was, he still knew this wasn't his planet, he was the remnants of navi dna they could scrape up before they were forced to vacate pandora shoved in a blender and grown in a tank full of liquid. As he walked in he smelled the sterile oxygen, sure he could breathe it for a little while, he just hoped his cryo capsule would contain the air he so desires to feel in his lungs. He tried walking amongst the plenty of other soldiers, getting very weird looks. He walked past a group of soldiers who were, as it looks like wishing each other luck, they looked at him and one of them shouted, in a funny tone

"What'd you do to get deported bro!"Tarian grimaced, and started walking towards the soldiers who cowered slightly as he was far taller then them even as a teenager, he grabbed the shoulders of the one who yelled, he had a buzzcut and weird tattoos that reached up to his neck. The soldier slightly cowered, eyes darting to his arm

"Who took your arm huh? Or where you born without it? Ofcourse you are- didnt think they allowed cripples into pandor-" they had not yet entered pandora yet here it was, a native, with a pissed look on his young looking face. The teen pushed the soldier who tumbled back into the wall, looking for his friends to back him up, they did .

"Yo what the hell are you doing man!" 

"what the fuck bro!"

Tarian looked at them then back to the main soldier, his tail whipping, hands grabbing the soldiers shoulders so hard the other soldiers feared a sickening pop would sound.

"Shut the fuck up, next time you wake up we'll be in MY domain. I'll beat your ass you hear me?You say anything like that to the natives you'll become a collectible, a tan drum, got it? I'll remember you, i'll-" His was pulled away by a man clad in a white coat with dots of red, not mch wondering brought Tarian to the conclusion that it could very likely be his blood, Tarian looked at the scientist, eyes glossing over, his anger and individuality washing away, going into the haze, a fight or flight mode that soldiers all had. The soldiers looked at him in surprise, the kid that had one of them backed up into a corner, the very same man now standing back in their little grouping still slightly shaken up

"03! Stop doing that, you know what happens. Come 03, be good now." just his look, Tarian looked at the soldiers, expecting anger, but he surprisingly found pity residing in their eyes, he lowered his eyes, looking down at the floor, looking at the scientists shoes, until he was ushered away to a special room by him

" 03, you are a very special case, come" He was grabbed by the forearm, getting a quite odd look once the scientist touched his forearm and felt the cool embrace of steel, so the blood wasnt his, this scientist didnt know him apart from his punishments, this was his escort? seriously? Tarian growled slightly, hoping that even though the scientist had the advantage he was still intimidating due to nature, the scientists eyes widenen, success. He was never treated with respect, pity even, anger yes, harshness always, they didnt even bother to refer to him with slight formalities, having people respect him, fear him was a new one, Tarian drank it up like a man starved, pupils dilating and tail swaying. Before he knew it Tarian was getting dragged through a door, not after the scientist put on an exopack.

"This is your uh.. Room, now don't worry, you will be in cryo, but there was no other way we could get you a capsule without you having a breathing tube shoved down your throat"

What he was gesturing towards was a rather small room with an above average sized cryo capsule in the middle. What he noticed first was the fresh rush of pandora adjacent air soothing his nose, this synthetic air was all he knew, and he couldn't wait to try out the real stuff. He et down his duffle bag and sat on the corner of the opened coffin that he would be sitting in for the next 5 years, he ushered the scientist away who looked at him one last time with shimmering eyes, that's right, no one really knew what cryo would do to a navi, and a he closed his eyes he felt his whole body go slack.

[its short ik, but its the prologue so what r you gonna do

2023-02-20 i posted this a few days ago, but i made it longer, if you read this back when it was 400 words, no you didnt lol

-EB]