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revivalproject2023-08-25 06:34 pm
tempredmental) wrote in revivalproject2023-08-25 06:34 pm
Volcano Things
WHO: Keith, OPEN
WHERE: The Warrens
WHAT: Keith wanders around, checking out things underground, feeling a little useless and redundant, but he's making a map. Find him wandering, find him taking notes, find him drawing, finding him trying to burn off the excess energy he had from being bored.
WHEN: During the shelter-in-caves part of the volcano stuff
WARNINGS: Nothing, yet; Will edit if needed
So, it seemed that this was definitely something that the current data point for Keith was no good for. One would think otherwise, of course, because he could have loaded everyone up on a ship and gotten them off the planet. How is being stuck in a cave safer than that? He wasn't sure. But, here they were... stuck in a cave network, and Keith was feeling... well, useless.
But there was definitely something he was good at that didn't need a data point, and that was navigating things. He had a very good visual memory, and finding his way through a cave network wasn't hard for him. It wasn't hard for him to remember where things were or where he'd already been, either, and he was going to use that to his advantage, at least, in figuring this place out. So, he spent most of his time down in this 'warren' exploring and looking around, mapping it all out in his head, and maybe even sketching things down when he had the chance and supplies to do so.
Excellent visual memory combined with decent drawing skills was useful to have.
He also could be found trying to work out from time to time. Jogging through the tunnels, using any wider spaces to practice his fight skills, it was a way to keep busy and active. Keith didn't do well sitting still for too long if he wasn't doing something while he was taking that down time.
WHERE: The Warrens
WHAT: Keith wanders around, checking out things underground, feeling a little useless and redundant, but he's making a map. Find him wandering, find him taking notes, find him drawing, finding him trying to burn off the excess energy he had from being bored.
WHEN: During the shelter-in-caves part of the volcano stuff
WARNINGS: Nothing, yet; Will edit if needed
So, it seemed that this was definitely something that the current data point for Keith was no good for. One would think otherwise, of course, because he could have loaded everyone up on a ship and gotten them off the planet. How is being stuck in a cave safer than that? He wasn't sure. But, here they were... stuck in a cave network, and Keith was feeling... well, useless.
But there was definitely something he was good at that didn't need a data point, and that was navigating things. He had a very good visual memory, and finding his way through a cave network wasn't hard for him. It wasn't hard for him to remember where things were or where he'd already been, either, and he was going to use that to his advantage, at least, in figuring this place out. So, he spent most of his time down in this 'warren' exploring and looking around, mapping it all out in his head, and maybe even sketching things down when he had the chance and supplies to do so.
Excellent visual memory combined with decent drawing skills was useful to have.
He also could be found trying to work out from time to time. Jogging through the tunnels, using any wider spaces to practice his fight skills, it was a way to keep busy and active. Keith didn't do well sitting still for too long if he wasn't doing something while he was taking that down time.
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"All the time," the Exo replied with a chuckle. "How can you not, right?" He sighed, the upper half of his face going dark as he shuttered his optics. Still, as he opened his mouth, amber light continued to spill forth from his throat with each word.
"But is it really missing if you're starting off fresh?" Yes. "I've been other numbers before I became Six, and I don't know if they've ever felt that they were the best of them, but me? I'm good where I'm at. Maybe bits of past me's have clung despite the reboots, and maybe some of that even belonged to me when I was still flesh and blood."
Blue flared open again, outlining the edges of his brow plates and the rims of his optical sockets, chasing away the shadows from horn and hood.
"But I know I'm Cayde-Six, and that's all that matters."
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"Yeah," he said. "I guess that is all that matters. That we know who we are."
He'd gone through something like that already, too. He didn't know anything about his mother, or where he'd gotten his Marmora Blade before. Didn't even know what the blade was. His dad had died before he'd been able to tell him anything more than his mother had left when he was an infant.
But he'd discovered that it really didn't matter. What mattered was that he knew who he was. And, yeah, that sometimes faltered still from time to time, but he always came back to the same thing. He was Keith. He was a Paladin. He was a Blade of Marmora. He was the Red Paladin, but he was also the Black Paladin. He was human. He was Galra. But he was still Keith. He'd always be Keith.
"I know what you mean."
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Because for all that Cayde was proud to be who he was, he knew there were still those moments when he'd feel lost, find himself at the edge of that hole that always threatened to never be filled. He'd found a plug for it, an unhealthy one, he'd admit, but it helped him, even if they were ultimately lies.
He smiled the smile that came all too easily, so practiced along with the rest of his casual carefree air that even he wasn't sure when he was pretending and when he was being sincere.
"Don't you forget that," he said, chuckling a bit. "Even though this situation seems the worst, maybe you can remember even worse times. But you got through them. So being in here? This is nothing. We got this."
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"Yeah... yeah, we do." Keith seemed a little more relaxed at that. Not that he was likely to ever be completely relaxed stuck in a place like this, but he was closer than he was before.
He got up.
"Thanks... and uh... sorry for disturbing your nap."
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"Eh, don't worry about it." He had plenty of time to try catching up on that.
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