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revivalproject2020-06-06 10:42 pm
deal_me_in) wrote in revivalproject2020-06-06 10:42 pm
♤ Desperado
WHO: Cayde-6 and you mental intruders you. Guardian gear optional.
WHERE:The Tower In the mind of Cayde-6. Run.
WHAT: Exploring the Exo's memories and then some
WHEN: Through the Calibrations Event
WARNINGS: Nothing I can think of? Potential violence? That's an FPS for you
"It's funny, the things you find yourself missing."
The room is large and tall with its vaulted walls and the giant window that makes up an entire wall, overlooking the vast expanse of Earth's Last City. There are roughly two levels to the room, stairs immediately leading down to the central, sunken area, with no shortage of computer terminals and screens along either side. Smack in the center of the sunken area is a large table with a sizable map laid out towards the middle of it, among other things.
"Like that. I kind of miss that table."
The Exo steps down alongside of you and then past, holding a chicken in the crook of one arm, stroking her under the beak. And no, that's not your imagination- she really is wearing a tiny cloak and a paper horn reminiscent of her caretaker. He steps over to the table, shoving stacks of paperwork off the edge with relish that plainly says he's doing something he normally shouldn't, before he sets Colonel down to wander about as she pleases.
The other things on the table are as follows: a small scattering of playing cards, although all save an Ace of Spades and Queen of Hearts are flipped face-up. A glass of some glowing blue-green liquor sits atop a few sheets of paper, which upon closer inspection look to be the yellowed, torn pages from books, hints of handwriting in the blank spaces. A worn pistol sits there at the edge of the table, and stacked nearby, a few poker chips. On the floor, sitting unobtrusively by one of the table legs is a dusty, hand-stitched ball.
Draped over a chair by one of the side terminals is a banner in black, orange and white, the symbol of the Vanguard.
Cayde himself takes up a spot by the map, setting his hands on the table to lean over it as he nods thoughtfully to himself.
WHERE:
WHAT: Exploring the Exo's memories and then some
WHEN: Through the Calibrations Event
WARNINGS: Nothing I can think of? Potential violence? That's an FPS for you
"It's funny, the things you find yourself missing."
The room is large and tall with its vaulted walls and the giant window that makes up an entire wall, overlooking the vast expanse of Earth's Last City. There are roughly two levels to the room, stairs immediately leading down to the central, sunken area, with no shortage of computer terminals and screens along either side. Smack in the center of the sunken area is a large table with a sizable map laid out towards the middle of it, among other things.
"Like that. I kind of miss that table."
The Exo steps down alongside of you and then past, holding a chicken in the crook of one arm, stroking her under the beak. And no, that's not your imagination- she really is wearing a tiny cloak and a paper horn reminiscent of her caretaker. He steps over to the table, shoving stacks of paperwork off the edge with relish that plainly says he's doing something he normally shouldn't, before he sets Colonel down to wander about as she pleases.
The other things on the table are as follows: a small scattering of playing cards, although all save an Ace of Spades and Queen of Hearts are flipped face-up. A glass of some glowing blue-green liquor sits atop a few sheets of paper, which upon closer inspection look to be the yellowed, torn pages from books, hints of handwriting in the blank spaces. A worn pistol sits there at the edge of the table, and stacked nearby, a few poker chips. On the floor, sitting unobtrusively by one of the table legs is a dusty, hand-stitched ball.
Draped over a chair by one of the side terminals is a banner in black, orange and white, the symbol of the Vanguard.
Cayde himself takes up a spot by the map, setting his hands on the table to lean over it as he nods thoughtfully to himself.
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Hearing about the one Guardian that ended up being determined enough to help them come together makes him smile. A true hero among heroes who didn't seem to give up. There’s always that one friend who will keep going when everyone else may be lost. “One friend can be enough to stop something from happening. Coming together is the best option for anyone. You don't need to tell me about stopping. I know all about that too.” He wouldn't be stopping himself and keeping busy is helpful to him.
“As you should be, but you all came together to rebuild that shop later, right?” Cloud wondered about that. He looks back out towards the city. “You rebuild and continue on living.” It’s always hard for him to say his own true feelings but talking like this is easy. Bringing up his own emotions or feelings not so much. Cayde has gone through an actual war invasion. Cloud had his own nightmares to deal with. Death is always a constant fear and he could end up that way any time of the day. Not because of his own recklessness as some would think.
This isn't the time or place to bring that up. He takes a look around the room again. “I can see why you would want to leave from here to go out venturing.”
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"A lot's been rebuilt since then. Ramen shop included," Cayde grins. That hasn't stopped him from stocking up in the case of another near apocalypse. He only wishes some of those boxes had come along with him. "Can't replace everything. Can't replace the people we've lost. Things have changed, and there are meaner things than the Cabal out there."
The Hunter takes a sweeping look around the room again as Cloud does, nodding. "We didn't rebuild this one. Tower's more open. The Vanguard's chosen their own little haunts, so we're not always all cooped up with each other in one spot." He smirks a bit. "Not that that's enough to keep me from wanderin' off."
Around them, the walls seem to fade out, the boundaries seeming to stretch beyond, although the details go blurry past a certain point. They're standing in a hangar, or at least a small section of something larger. Cayde's quick to take up a leaning position at the edge of a makeshift space beneath some heavy scaffolding. "Ah, there we go." He looks around appreciatively, tilting his head as he looks past Cloud towards where the hangar's exit is, so brightly backlit that it almost looks ominous. "I'm guessing that won't actually take you out to the rest of the Tower."
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The scenery changes which takes him a moment to get used to. He breathes a little through his nose before looking towards the exit and then back at Cayde. The hanger seems to be the best place for him. He looks more relaxed and it’s completely open. Not a smaller area where he could constantly be watched. Cayde could easily slip away with the ships in the hanger. Cloud wouldn't put it passed him if he did do exactly that to get out of the Tower. He would constantly keep himself busy, going out to what he needed to do or wanted to do.
“Do you say anything as you send Guardians on their way out?”
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It feels like it's been a while, waving off freshly minted Guardians, giving veterans errands. He laughs as he thinks about some of the things he's told them. "Eh, a lot of the time it'd be some variation of 'take me with you'."
He grins again, giving Cloud a nod. "Stay alert out there."
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He turns around and stays to walk towards the exit. "Catch you on the other side, Cayde." And then he goes on up the stairs with a giant leap.