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Lo'ak was jolted awake in the middle of the night with a large hand shaking him aggressively. He opened his eyes to a frantic Ao'nung, his eyes seemed to be open in absolute horror.

Fighting the urge to roll over and go back to sleep, Lo’ak kept his consciousness long enough to at least figure out what the hell was going on, “Ao'nung? What-”

Ao'nung forcefully cut him off before he could even ask his question.

“He isn't there.”

Any sleepiness Lo’ak had was now fully gone. Ao’nung wasn’t joking. He was serious. He sat up, rubbing whatever sleepiness remained, and as his vision cleared, he saw the tears in the Metkayina’s eyes. Now fully alert, Lo’ak placed his hand on Ao’nung’s shoulder.

“Who isn't there, Ao'nung?”

Silence hung in the air, and Ao’nung continued staring at Lo’ak’s eyes in such a way where it looked like he was trying to remember something.

“Ao'nung?”

“Neteyam. I went to visit the spirit tree, but,” Ao'nung paused for a moment, the words catching in his throat, “he- he wasn't there.”

“What?”

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Or, Eywa had other plans.

i'm writing a new fix-it fic for post atwow, and i need your help with something.

ronal's child that she was pregnant with in twow is now born as my fic it set four years post-twow. i only have two requirements, help me come up with a name for the baby!

the baby is a boy

i am aiming for his name to resonate or honour neteyam in one way or another

xiao chen : have a safe flight, xiao lu xia!

lu xia : i don’t have control over that

siyang: ...wait

siyang: THAT WAS YOU?!

jingwu: shit

zhuo zhi: those are the ghosts of the bugs you've killed.

jiale: