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revivalproject2021-07-10 12:17 pm
cannot_flinch) wrote in revivalproject2021-07-10 12:17 pm
July Open Prompts
WHO: Ikora & Ophiuchus & you!
WHERE: The Library/An open field
WHAT: Harassing a Ghost & Light practice.
WHEN: Various times.
WARNINGS: None at the moment.
Boo! You’re Haunted! - OTA
It was rare to see a ghost without their Guardian but for many years Ophiuchus had plenty of distance from Ikora. Not often physical but emotional, intellectual. That was why he felt perfectly fine on his own floating around outside the library.
Ikora was inside working on clearing another room. The debris seemed endless and since he couldn’t really transmat it somewhere else to make things faster Ophiuchus felt more useful out here alternating between scanning things and finding places where the building might need a few repairs.
He was very good at scouting the roof and hard to reach, high places. Inspecting them for structural damage felt a lot like being back home when they were helping to fix the Tower after the Red War. The problem with the roof though was the birds.
Well, one bird.
It was very similar to a parrot back home with feathers the color of the rainbow and when Ophiuchus floated by it took great offense squawking and flapping at him. It came after him, much to the ghosts great offense.
“Shoo! Shoo!” He had been forced into a small alcove, close to the ground while the bird perched above his hiding place occasionally leaning forward to try and peck at him. “I will zap you. Don’t think I won’t!”
Training - OTA
Ikora stood very still in the middle of a field outside the center of town. She was not in her usual purple robes, those had been folded and left for Ophiuchus to watch over while she trained.
It might seem like nothing was happening at first. It probably looked very strange just a woman standing in a field with her arms held out by her sides, head bowed forward while she took deep breaths.
Then the air began to smell slightly of ozone and if someone passed close enough, ignoring the Ghost warning them to stay back, they would feel the hair on their arms and the back of their neck stand on end.
There was a soft pop and a bolt of lightning raced across Ikora’s bare arm. Another pop, another bolt across her middle. She lifted her head as a sound like the rumble of an approaching thunderstorm began to emanate from around her and slowly she rose off the ground. Small bolts of lightning raced across her body and looked for ground in the earth beneath her feet giving her the distinct look of riding a disc of lightning.
She raised her hand above her head and the little bolts began to race up, away from ground, to her hand. For a minute, two, Ikora was the center of the storm…
She slammed her hand into the ground causing the lightning to discharge around her with a loud CRACK of thunder. She stopped floating. The smell of ozone faded. She swayed for a moment before dropping to a knee.
“Ikora!” Ophiuchus raced over to his Guardian, circling her anxiously. “You don’t have to push yourself. You can still command the Light. Save your strength for when it’s needed.”
Ikora ignored him. After collecting her breath and the dizziness passed she stood up. She took another deep breath and began the whole cycle again
WHERE: The Library/An open field
WHAT: Harassing a Ghost & Light practice.
WHEN: Various times.
WARNINGS: None at the moment.
Boo! You’re Haunted! - OTA
It was rare to see a ghost without their Guardian but for many years Ophiuchus had plenty of distance from Ikora. Not often physical but emotional, intellectual. That was why he felt perfectly fine on his own floating around outside the library.
Ikora was inside working on clearing another room. The debris seemed endless and since he couldn’t really transmat it somewhere else to make things faster Ophiuchus felt more useful out here alternating between scanning things and finding places where the building might need a few repairs.
He was very good at scouting the roof and hard to reach, high places. Inspecting them for structural damage felt a lot like being back home when they were helping to fix the Tower after the Red War. The problem with the roof though was the birds.
Well, one bird.
It was very similar to a parrot back home with feathers the color of the rainbow and when Ophiuchus floated by it took great offense squawking and flapping at him. It came after him, much to the ghosts great offense.
“Shoo! Shoo!” He had been forced into a small alcove, close to the ground while the bird perched above his hiding place occasionally leaning forward to try and peck at him. “I will zap you. Don’t think I won’t!”
Training - OTA
Ikora stood very still in the middle of a field outside the center of town. She was not in her usual purple robes, those had been folded and left for Ophiuchus to watch over while she trained.
It might seem like nothing was happening at first. It probably looked very strange just a woman standing in a field with her arms held out by her sides, head bowed forward while she took deep breaths.
Then the air began to smell slightly of ozone and if someone passed close enough, ignoring the Ghost warning them to stay back, they would feel the hair on their arms and the back of their neck stand on end.
There was a soft pop and a bolt of lightning raced across Ikora’s bare arm. Another pop, another bolt across her middle. She lifted her head as a sound like the rumble of an approaching thunderstorm began to emanate from around her and slowly she rose off the ground. Small bolts of lightning raced across her body and looked for ground in the earth beneath her feet giving her the distinct look of riding a disc of lightning.
She raised her hand above her head and the little bolts began to race up, away from ground, to her hand. For a minute, two, Ikora was the center of the storm…
She slammed her hand into the ground causing the lightning to discharge around her with a loud CRACK of thunder. She stopped floating. The smell of ozone faded. She swayed for a moment before dropping to a knee.
“Ikora!” Ophiuchus raced over to his Guardian, circling her anxiously. “You don’t have to push yourself. You can still command the Light. Save your strength for when it’s needed.”
Ikora ignored him. After collecting her breath and the dizziness passed she stood up. She took another deep breath and began the whole cycle again
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"Hello, Wanda. I'm Ophiuchus. From the Earth with the Traveler and Guardians." Because there were multiple realities here from Earth. He wanted to be specific. "It's the same reality as Cayde-6 and Sundance if you are familiar with them."
Cayde had been here a long time so he expected most people would be familiar with him and his ghost.
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They were fairly independent of each other. Ikora would often do things without her ghost by her side. Yet, he wasn't very far from her if there was trouble.
"Pre-Golden Age. Most humans here from Earth are from a distant past very similar to ours." He had figured that out with Ikora. The Earths were all very similar but there were very slight changes. And none were as advanced as theirs. "What year is it in your Earth?"
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"It was 2016 when I was taken. Our world has fought an alien invasion already, but we have nothing like your Traveler."
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"What kind of aliens?" Ophiuchus was very curious what sort of alien races existed in other realities. Was her world threatened by the Hive as well? Did they even know what the Hive were?
It was important to collect as much data as possible. If they ever visited these realities he wanted to be prepared.