Now Brenda crouched down to be as close to eye-to-eye with the dictator as she could under the circumstances. The circumstances were these: She was easily twice his height, which meant that she was as tall sitting down as he would have been standing up. So her attempt to get in his actual face fell a little...short. No matter; she had Ni'ka sit on Putin and beckoned Rick to join her in sitting cross-legged in front of him.
"First of all," she began chattily, "you need to realise exactly how screwed you are. See, we're from a long way from here. About five-point-something light-years, actually. Some of us were born on Earth, true; others have never lived anywhere except Pandora. And even from a moon of a planet another star-system away, we were aware of your bullshit and we didn't like it. I already told you we wrecked the RDA for what they did to Armenia, and for what they tried to do to Pandora. I think that one actually got in the news--even here, unless your minions censored it for you. Everywhere else we were the wrong kind of famous." She grinned, meaning her fangs were showing, then went on.
"So here we are: Rick, an American soldier who, shall we say, adapted; Anna, who got in your face about fairy-tales, used to run with the wolves in Siberia, and drives an Avatar; and Txa'ren - he's the late arrival who stuck up for Anna; before we came to Moscow he was taking his turn at being that legendary fighter pilot, the Ghost of Kyiv. You've met Tali, the Na'vi youth who (a) took over your comm network, (b) cancelled your Internet service, and (c) just rendered you incapable of breeding; the two ladies who just left with him are his mom and his sister. Still waiting for his daddy to show up. Tangek's one hell of a healer, but he also knows how to break people like your palace guards and anybody else who tries to stop him. He doesn't have a problem in the world with the idea of patching you up just so's we can torture you some more. Yeah, yeah, not what you'd expect from a Na'vi, right? 'Cause they're all just a bunch of Goddess-worshippin', skinny-dippin', tree-huggin' hippies, right? ...Oh, Vladimir, Pandora's just full of surprises. Like me. I used to drive an Avatar too, didja know that? Yeah, well, eventually we merged, which happens after a while, so here I am. All of us can breathe things that would kill you. Which we might end up having to do--'breathe things', that is; 'kill you' should go without saying.
"And why are all us aliens picking on you? ...Because, for me, what you're doing now in Ukraine smells way too much like what you did in Armenia back then. For my Na'vi companions, it smells too much like what you did--Yes, you!--in Pandora. We made the RDA pay for that. All of that. But I've been saving you for dessert. So it's your turn...and you can't escape on a starship at just below the speed of light. Sound screwed enough for you?"
She smirked, then turned to Rick and asked "Did you bring the kava powder? Coffee pot's right over there if you need some hot water to mix it in... I'm providing the killer bee."
Vladimir Putin's eyes got very, very wide.