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“So. You are their newest Corporal,” Ao’nung said. He glanced down at my vest then, which had badges that indicated my name and rank. I didn’t think he could read them – how could he? Who would have taught him? I wasn’t sure, but given he was speaking English, someone had to be teaching him something.
“Ao’nung,” I said, through my teeth. “You animal. Do you have any idea how savage what you just did was?”
He smacked the side of my face, silencing me. He leaned in closer then, inches from my face, eyes smoldering.
“What I did was savage?” he seethed.
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The Corporal who will one day be known as Neteyam has just been taken captive by Ao'nung, the lead warrior of the Metkayina, and the one the Na'vi refer to as Caller of the Tulkun. His mission is simple: Build rapport with his captor, earn his trust, and try to escape. But as time passes, the Corporal begins to question everything he thought he knew about the Na'vi, and who he once was - but no longer is.
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27 Dec 2024
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5 times Aonung waxed poetry and 1 time he didn't by yuutsunaoi
Fandoms: Avatar (Cameron Movies)
20 Jan 2026
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Despite his palpable affections for the omatikayan, Aonung never dared to say anything about it. Unlike Tsireya and Loak, who pretty much were already seen as a pair by the entire village.
Aonung didn't want to get too attached. Just in case the Sullys suddenly decided it was time for them to return to the forest.
So, quite idiotically, the metkayina settled on being a friend Neteyam could lean on.
He thought it was enough - until he realised it wasn't.
It took Neteyam surviving a gunshot and miraculously surviving death itself for him to realise that it wasn't enough.
Aonung could've lost him, and the thought was convincing enough for him to get a grip.
Get a grip, and maybe, possibly, say something about the affection he felt for the other the entire time, and how he had been disguising it as being 'a good friend'.
Except he had no clue on how to go about it.
or Aonung is bad at expressing himself with words - and even worse with poems. Neteyam is (endearingly) confused.
alternatively: Aonung is pathetically down bad, and everyone except Neteyam can see it.
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20 Jan 2026