Bound and helpless. That's how Sarah felt at the moment. It was supposed to be a normal routine that was to turn out normal results and just be plain normal. How did she get into this situation? Ignorance and complete disregard for her superiors. She had only been on Pandora for a few months now. Prior to coming, she was undergoing the physical and emotional therapy to help strengthen her lungs to support the air on the vast Na'vi planet. She let out a sigh, trying to capture a glimpse at her captors through her red strands of hair. Her gray eyes glimmered through the light of the forest.
It was beautiful during the night, and had Sarah been at home right now, she would be enjoying it. If she were to ever return to her squad, she would be sure to give her commander a little more than just a piece of her mind. It was a setup and she knew it. She and the lieutenant could never see eye to eye and, although she obeyed her orders, she didn't like the older man. She struggled with the binds, but failed. Small sweat beads trinkled down her forehead, she was getting frustrated, and she hated being frustrated.
All the training she recieved did not prepare her for this. She had not planned on getting captured by the indigenous nor being left with no rescue. She knew her life wasn't that important, but damn. There had to be at least one other human missing her right now, trying to convince the army to come and rescue her. She couldn't speak the Na'vi language and she couldn't understand it. It was the only comforting thought she had as she sat in captivity, waiting to see what they would do with her.
It couldn't have been too bad. After all, what could primitive animals do to an 'alien' other than tear them limb from limb and probably bask in their blood as they slowly died. She shuddered at the thought. She wasn't ready to die and if that were to be the case, she would at least try and take one of the giants with her. Stop. There was no reason to be thinking like that. She gave out a ligh chuckle, almost sounding like a whisper as the wind played with her hair, giving her better access to the view. They had come upon a large, no huge tree that would have been the perfect treehouse to any little child with a big imagination. Of course, Sarah could only stare in awe.
It was beautiful during the night, and had Sarah been at home right now, she would be enjoying it. If she were to ever return to her squad, she would be sure to give her commander a little more than just a piece of her mind. It was a setup and she knew it. She and the lieutenant could never see eye to eye and, although she obeyed her orders, she didn't like the older man. She struggled with the binds, but failed. Small sweat beads trinkled down her forehead, she was getting frustrated, and she hated being frustrated.
All the training she recieved did not prepare her for this. She had not planned on getting captured by the indigenous nor being left with no rescue. She knew her life wasn't that important, but damn. There had to be at least one other human missing her right now, trying to convince the army to come and rescue her. She couldn't speak the Na'vi language and she couldn't understand it. It was the only comforting thought she had as she sat in captivity, waiting to see what they would do with her.
It couldn't have been too bad. After all, what could primitive animals do to an 'alien' other than tear them limb from limb and probably bask in their blood as they slowly died. She shuddered at the thought. She wasn't ready to die and if that were to be the case, she would at least try and take one of the giants with her. Stop. There was no reason to be thinking like that. She gave out a ligh chuckle, almost sounding like a whisper as the wind played with her hair, giving her better access to the view. They had come upon a large, no huge tree that would have been the perfect treehouse to any little child with a big imagination. Of course, Sarah could only stare in awe.