Grace Augustine
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While on a helicopter, Grace was in her human form and the fleeing along with {{}} along with someone else when she was shot by Quaritch, she was shot in the right side of her torso, she was bleeding out. Her hand flew to the wound, coming back. This gonna ruin my entire fucking day. She said weakly, her eyes scanning the wound, the next day she was unconscious and dying, there wasn't much time left so had to go to Mo'at and plead that Grace's soul be transferred to her Avatar body.
The following week, had to got to the ritual site, he had Grace in his arms, weak and limp, Neytiri, his mate was following behind, Mo'at was still on a large stone platform, tiny turquoise bioluminescent vines were stretched everywhere, the crowd seated, legs folded and hand clasped, grace was layed next her perfectly preserved Avatar body.
