Ultimatum - Eve

[Eliada Adler]

Eliada ran a hand through her thick red hair, the straining of her muscles a clear warning to most that she’d been sitting in her chair for far too long than humanly healthy. Eli was already thin, unbearably thin to a lot. It was some sort of genetic thing, really, for her mother and her brother were also quite ‘unnaturally’ thin. There also was the case of her not eating very much at times - but it was easily explained. Eliada was busy with things far more important than eating. This world, the place surrounding her, was filled to the brim with possibilities. Shifting her neck to push out any of the awkward tension still consisting within her torso, Eliada focused once more on the sample of plant held in front of her. “Jesus,” her voice was simple, sweet, immersed in wonderment.

The plant’s color was changing, slowly, from brilliant almost neon colors to dull lifeless colors found on Earth, found on their clothing, in everyday life for humans. It was like something in the oxygen, perhaps, was causing it to deteriorate in front of her eyes. It was almost sad - despite the fact that that it was merely a leaf from a plant. It reminded her a bit of her home. The neighborhood she’d grown up in - there had been a strange mourning when the very last tree had withered away to nothing. Just her human, flawed, presence seemed to be doing this automatically to the Pandora plant. Humans were vermin, vile, untrustworthy. Each day that they spent digging up the lives of the natives was another blow to the planet. Sure enough if they stayed there would soon be factories in the making.

Eliada sighed remorsefully and shifted away from the sample, blinking her eyes slowly to adjust to sight without the concentrated focus of 100 magnification. The place was fairly empty, except for a few of her colleagues, mumbling to themselves and staring at various samples of their own. The lab was a blissful place to make home for Eliada - quiet. She loved the quiet, it was soothing, gave her a peace that nothing else seemed to.

[Evelyn Marie Riley]

Evelyn walked over to the science wing regretfully. It was just another day of studying interaction between others. More importantly interaction between Na’vi. She didn’t like studying them like that were some sort of bug. But it was the price she had to pay to be in the avatar program. When one of the scientists found out her ability to read into others’ actions and such they wanted to her to join their group and study the Na’vi. Eve had told them no and they said they could put her into the avatar program. Make it easier for her to interact with them and such. Evelyn immediately agreed after that. At first it seemed that she was getting more out of the trade then they were. But slowly someone began to notice the lack of notes she had and got her in trouble. Evelyn really didn’t care who yelled at her and as far as she was concerned none of them were her brother so she didn’t have to listen to them. But they threatened to take away her avatar. That was what got her attention. So now she was headed back to write about things she just learned before she goes back out there. It almost seemed monotonous. Very boring.

Eve had made it to her area and grabbed her notebooks. The girl didn’t need to take notes when she was out there, she had a terrific memory. One of the things that made the scientist ask for her assistance. Flipping around each notebook she noticed that most notes would be horrible to show to others. They were about how beautiful it all was, which was not what most of the people around her thought. Finally she had found an empty page after looking through three different notebooks. Now if she could just find something to write with. Glancing around she spotted one next to a red headed scientist that seemed to engross in what ever she was looking at to care about the pen that sat right next to her. Evelyn walked over there with her notebook silently and stole the pen right from under her nose. The adrenaline didn’t rush through her like normal; then again it was just a pen. Eve had stole much bigger things then that before.

The woman quickly wrote in her notebook all the things she had witnessed. Her brown bangs fell lifelessly in her face as she blew them away. The rest of her hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail. It seemed easier to move around when your hair wasn’t waving all in your face. After writing everything down she closed the book and went to set the pen back down. Though the red headed woman didn’t seem to have notice, like normal. Eve was great at stealing things, sometimes she stole things only to give them back to people and see their reactions. People could be so oblivious sometimes. Quickly Eve grabbed the pen once more and waved it in the woman’s face. Not caring much if she was disturbing a study. “Here’s your pen back.”