DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN AVATAR.
It was evening on Pandora and Quaritch was in the control centre checking some reports. Suddenly, an alarm went off on one of the consoles served be a female operator.
"Sir, there's an unauthorised engine start." Said the female operator urgently. Quaritch walked over to where she was sitting.
"Whose engine is it?" Asked Quaritch
"It's Trudy Chacon's, sir." Confirmed the operator. Quaritch didn't look that concerned.
"Oh, she's probably just banging Norm in her Samson as usual." Commented Quaritch unperturbed.
"Er, no sir. Norm is in the brig, remember?"
"In that case, she will be banging Jake." Suggested Quaritch.
"Er..no, sir. Jake is in the brig too, sir."
"In that case, she must be banging Grace then."
"Er, no sir." Replied the operator. "She is in the brig too."
"Mmm. I wonder who Trudy can be banging then?" Said Quaritch to himself froaning. "It isn't my turn because I am here on duty."
"Perhaps she's having a four-some with Wainfleet, Selfridge and Max again." Suggested the operator helpfully.
Quaritch slammed the file he was holding down on a desk.
"Right! Masks on!" He shouted and walked briskly to the door leading to the outside. "And someone get me a rifle with a sniper scope."
Quaritch grabbed a rifle with a sniper scope from the guard at the door.
"Are you going to shoot them, sir?" Asked the operator in a concerned voice.
"Of course not." Said Quaritch. "I'm going to watch."
Quaritch took a deep breath of air, kicked in the door and rushed outside into the Pandora air without a mask
