Author's Note: So, it took me a little longer than expected to get this next chapter out, but it's here now! Also, for anyone interested, I have a twitter for fanfiction [ DH_Fanfictions ]. Updates, "behind-the-scenes", sneak peeks, and other little snippets for all of my stories.

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'/Thoughts/'

"Na'vi being spoken."

Navi word(s).

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The next morning, I slowly drag myself out of bed and to the bathroom to splash water on my face. Groaning, I pat my face dry with a hand towel and examine my face in the mirror, suddenly noticing that I had hardly changed at all during the trip here.

'/Damn that cryo is really somethin',/' I think as I run my fingers along my cheeks and head. Same gray eyes; same thin face; same black hair cut into a long, floppy mohawk. The only thing different I could see was the faint hint of laugh lines in the corners of my eyes.

Scrunching up my nose, I go back to the bedroom to dress in a black tanktop, some brown cargo pants, and a pair of black combat boots. Throwing my hair up into a messy bun, I declare myself ready for the day and head off to the Bio Lab.

"Oh, Bay! You're early," I hear Max say in surprise as I enter the Link room. "It's only six. Grace isn't even up yet. But that's fine; we can get your Avatar prepped and get you in before Jake and Norm."

Still half asleep, I just give Max a double thumbs up and half-collapse into a free chair. "Cool. Lemme know when she's ready," I hear myself mumble, already dozing off.

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I feel like all I've done is blink when someone taps me on the shoulder, and I sit up with a small yawn. Sitting up, I pat on my cheeks and shake my head a bit to wake up fully before attempting to stand.

"You're all ready to go, Bay. Link Bed One," Max tells me, and suddenly I'm excited for what's about to happen. I practically skip over to the link bed, kick my shoes off, and hop in. Taking a deep breath, I lie back and pull the biometric sensor grid down over me.

Amused by my behavior, Max grins as he taps a few buttons, tells me to clear my head, and then closes the hood of the link chamber. I look around for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and closing my eyes. For a moment, nothing, and suddenly there's a burst of different colored lights, and then I'm opening my eyes again,

At first, all I see is two very blurry med-techs, but my vision clears quickly and I grin.

"How are you feeling, Bay?" one of the techs asks after checking my sight and hearing.

"Sorta strange, but the good kind o' strange," I reply, my eyes widening in surprise at the slight difference in my voice.

"Good, good," the other tech says. "Why don't you try to get a feel for your limbs and muscles, and sit up when you're ready."

I hum in agreement, slowly shifting and wriggling around, curling my fingers and toes, and shrugging my shoulders awkwardly. Curious to see my skin, I lift my arms up above my head, and let out a shout of surprise at the sight of my hands.

"Why do I only 'ave four fingers each!? I thoughts Drivers 'ad five, like our regular bodies?" I demand to know, turning my hands this way and that, looking at the palms and backs of them several times over.

"Calm down, Bay," Max responds quickly, over an intercom. "We're not really sure why, but Eleanor's-that is to say, your-DNA bonded differently to the Na'vi DNA."

"Which means what, exactly?" I inquire, watching myself curl and uncurl all eight digits slowly. '/I suppose it's not too different…./'

"Instead of being ninety-three percent Na'vi and seven percent human, you're closer to ninety-six percent Na'vi," Max explains. "It doesn't sound like much, but the only human or Avatar features you have are ten toes, and your neural queue is at the base of your skull."

"Freaky," I mutter to myself before finally deciding to sit up. I do so carefully, wanting to avoid any ataxia.

"Doing great so far, Bay," one of the medical techs tells me. "Why don't you turn this way and we'll run you through a series of tests before getting you up and about."

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I scowl in frustration as I dig through my dresser, tossing clothes behind me when it isn't the one I want. "I know I brought it wit' me.."

After going through all the tests in my Avatar body, the techs had been all set to let me dress in regular clothes and head outside for a few hours. Until, that is, I had mentioned that I had come straight here after waking up; then they promptly kicked me out. Apparently, it was a big no-no to link on an empty stomach, so they sent me off to get breakfast.

Which I did, but just as I was heading back, an idea came to me, and I rushed back to my room.

"Aha!" I shout, holding my desired item above my head like I'd achieved some great victory. A strappy caged bralette that I had worn only once, yet still brought with me to Pandora anyway. The only time I had tried to wear it, I felt weird and out of place, but in my mind's eye, I could see my Avatar body rocking the hell out of this. With or without a regular shirt to go over it.

Stuffing the bralette into one of my pockets, I hurry back to the link room and make it there in time to see Grace taking off her lab coat and shoes.

"Mornin', Doctah Augustine!" I remark to announce my presence, prompting Grace to frown slightly.

"Max told me you were going to try and stay linked for hours without eating," she comments as she sets up her own link bed, making me shrug.

"Didn' know I wasn't suppose ta, but I've eaten now an' I'm ready to go back in."

"Good; I'll see you in a few minutes, then." Grace nods to me as she lies down in her chamber. As soon as she's in, I turn to Max while fishing the bralette out of my pocket.

"Hey, Max. Can ya get this ta my Avatar? Thanks." I toss the article of clothing at him before going over to and getting in the link bed some other scientist was kind enough to prepare for me. Without waiting for an answer, I close the chamber lid and in moments I'm back in my Avatar body.

Like waking up after a nap, it takes me a few moments to orient myself and sit up. Just in time to see Jake stand and pull his wire sensors off.

"Jake, wait! You're not used to your Avatar body yet!" I hear Max yell through the glass, just as one of the techs shouts, "Sedate him! Sedate him!"

"I got this," Jake insists before stumbling his way out the door, Norm following him out while saying he'd "bring Jake back". All five medical techs run after them, and I roll my eyes.

"Boys. Skxawng, all of them," I mutter as I stand, making sure my hospital gown is tied all the way so I wouldn't moon anyone. '/I might as well go after 'em./'

Rolling my eyes again, I head out the same doors as the others at a light jog. One of the med techs tries to stop me, but, like Norm and Jake, I just ignore them and continue on.

"Check it out. I am a living god." I hear Norm say while he poses, just as I reach them.

"Oi, living god, your arse is hangin' out," I laugh, lightly smacking the back of my hand against Norm's hip as I pass by him and into the soft soil of the garden. Norm lets out an embarrassed squeak and his hands dived for the edges of his hospital gown to cover his rear, making Jake double over, howling with laughter.

"What are you laughin' about, tsmukan?" I ask teasingly, a small wicked grin on my face as I glance to Grace and back to Jake. "Considerin' the view ya givin' Doctor Augustine, an' all."

It was Jake's turn now to let out a noise of embarrassment, straightening up while reaching for his hospital gown, and my turn to laugh uproariously. Grace looked startled by my comments and laughter, but after a few seconds she joined in, though quieter in her amusement.

Skxawng: idiot.

Tsmukan: brother.

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Author's Note: I know it kind of ends suddenly, but it was the best place I could find to end the chapter. Thanks for reading!