General Trudy Chacon (
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trans_92010-09-25 07:19 pm
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Pandora [OPEN]
Despite how long Trudy had been awake, she'd never really been tempted to use the sensoriums, not like the rest of the crew did. Of course flight training was there, but creating the worlds the Ohm had blown up? That was too depressing.
But when she stepped in this time, Pandora grew up around her. She stood on a wind-whipped cliff of the Hallelujah Mountains, overlooking the sunset over the jungle. As darkness touched the undergrowth, neon lights began to shine out. Pandora wasn't dark for long.
Trudy settled on the edge of the cliff, closer than most people would be comfortable with the long drop below. Behind her was a Samson helicopter with a tiger painted on the side - Trudy's copter, the way it used to look. It even had the Na'vi war paint on it. One very important thing was different - she wasn't wearing a respirator. Stacy had made the Pandoran air breathable.
She squinted into the sunset and down at the jungle, her thumb running over her cross in thought.
Maybe Kang was right. Maybe it was the end that counted, and you learned from the mistakes along the way.
But when she stepped in this time, Pandora grew up around her. She stood on a wind-whipped cliff of the Hallelujah Mountains, overlooking the sunset over the jungle. As darkness touched the undergrowth, neon lights began to shine out. Pandora wasn't dark for long.
Trudy settled on the edge of the cliff, closer than most people would be comfortable with the long drop below. Behind her was a Samson helicopter with a tiger painted on the side - Trudy's copter, the way it used to look. It even had the Na'vi war paint on it. One very important thing was different - she wasn't wearing a respirator. Stacy had made the Pandoran air breathable.
She squinted into the sunset and down at the jungle, her thumb running over her cross in thought.
Maybe Kang was right. Maybe it was the end that counted, and you learned from the mistakes along the way.

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Of course, sometimes when she was looking for a sensorium to use, she would find someone else's projection. She usually immediately left, but this place was different. This place was beautiful. She was glad she had left her boots at her room, intending to train without them in case she was caught unaware, but it allowed her feet to feel the strange soil and the alien grass.
Not far away was the sound of a heartbeat- it appeared to be a human woman- and a giant metal craft, though it was rather unlike those 'mech' things that were in the hangar. She must have been the one to create the place. Nanashi walked up beside her, toes curling over the cliff edge. She looked over the edge with a look of peace and awe. Reverently she asked, "Is this your home?"
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"Depends on how you define home," she said. "I lived here for a couple years. It's the last planet I ever saw. It was home for a little while."
She had never really thought of Pandora as home, just a place where she was stationed. Of course, the wrinkled photograph she kept in the breast pocket of her plantsuit said something totally different.
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She settled down on the cliff edge, feet dangling over the edge. "Do humans really live here?" She had seen the human kingdom. Roads scarred the land, forests were slowly cut down. They always needed to build new houses, new wagons, new everything all the time. They were so wasteful. She couldn't imagine humans preserving a place like this. Not that she would say so to a human.
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She didn't say much more than that. She'd purposely avoided the base or the strip mines because she didn't want to remember what the RDA had done to the planet. Nanashi's guesses about human nature weren't very far off the mark.
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"What sort of people are they?" They must have lived light on the land- even lighter than the people of her kingdom, and things in her country were used for several human generations before they wore down. Even clothes were recycled. Cloth would be re-spun rather than thrown away, and yet they were only able to keep from creating much of a loss in forestry.
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He paused for a moment, and then made his way over, sitting down on the edge next to her and looking at the planet visible in the sky. He'd never seen anything like it before.
"I'm guessing this is Pandora."
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The last crescent of the sun was still visible in the sky, but in the next couple of minutes of comfortable silence, it slipped between the horizon and Polyphemus's bulk, and the Pandoran jungle was bathed in twilight.
The jungle's glow was even more pronounced now, and Trudy grinned. "Told you, lights up like a damn Christmas tree."
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He had better night vision than humans did, and after his eyes adjusted, he could barely pick out some of the larger shapes moving through the gaps of the leaves. Even the animals glowed.
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The light faded from above even as the light grew from below, and Trudy stood up, brushing her hands off on her pants - suddenly, she wasn't in her platsuit anymore, but her Rogue Squadron flight suit. The neon orange seemed to fit right in among the glowing foliage.
"Ever flown in a helicopter?" she asked.
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"You weren't kidding when you told me about this place, were you?" he asked, coming up on the cliff behind her. "God damn."
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"Sit down. It's like watching a screen saver."
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They had a good arrangement going on. "Good to see you out of the lab. I thought you were going to work yourself to death in there."
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"Sometimes I think I'm getting closer to doing just that," he replied. "Though at least I've been productive lately, instead of my usual process of just staring at test tubes that do nothing all day."
Another sigh. "But enough about my exciting career. What have you been up to?"
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"Here is a sight I have never seen with my own eyes."
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Trudy, of course, had no idea that Goliath meant the sunset - she was focused on the nightly glow beginning far below her. She'd seen a hundred sunsets. "It's good to see you again," she continued. She hadn't seen him since her podpop, it seemed like. "How have you been keeping yourself?"
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There are a couple of clues suggesting that this isn't an Earth jungle. The gas giant in the sky is one of them.
"GLADOS has been making me its plaything. I understand the cause is necessary, but I am still not convinced it needs so many turret guns to test whether or not our souls are in place."
He rustles his wings, shaking off the irritation which comes of being continually shot at, and stands by her side for a moment. He thinks to ask her how she's been, whether she knew Kawalsky or Cassie Lang, the name of this planet, but for the moment is caught up in admiration of the view: the lights flickering on in the foliage, the winged creatures swooping to roost, the clean, wet smell of the wind blowing across the canopy. Good gliding weather.
"This is truly magnificent. Is it the Pandora you spoke of?"
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A long way. But she shook that thought away.
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Well, avoiding the thought won't make it go away.
"It is beautiful, though. Thank you for sharing it."
He may come back to it to glide in, later. Someone should warn him about Toruk first.
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But to be fair, you did see some pretty cool stuff when you accidentally walked in on someone else's Relax-y Unwinding Time. It wasn't like he'd never seen a jungle, sure. But the ones back home were all at least halfway mechanized, so before Stacy he'd never seen a jungle where the plants weren't mostly made up of nanomachines.
And there was something about this one that seemed pretty different than the one they'd simulated for Rogue boot camp. More...alive, maybe? (Though "alive" was kind of a weird way to qualify any statement when you were a machine that considered yourself as alive as any human. Ew, why was he thinking about philosophy?)
So he stopped and stared, instead of just making his apologies and heading out to wait until the place was vacant. "Wow. That's a lotta green."
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Or did it, maybe he should be saying, but he didn't like the past tense. It wasn't like they all needed yet another reminder of how depressing the situation really was right now.
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Twilight was fading by now, and the jungle had really started to glow, a steady pulse of green, purple and blue. "The jungles give way to plains further north."
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