♤ More Than Fine, More Than Bent on Getting By

[deal_me_in]

WHO: Cayde-6 and all'a you
WHERE: IN YUR SPACE Here, there, anywhere! Ugh, just tell him to go home
WHAT: Someone is totally not having attachment issues and just wanting to hang out because that what u do
WHEN: Post-Billicity, through June
WARNINGS: N/A I think
NOTES: Prose to start, will match as preferred.



♤ Fancy Meeting You Here!
For the lack of adrenaline Cayde had still found himself able to go along as though nothing had happened, because things being 'normal' acted in its own way like an energy boost, just being in familiar territory with people whom not only did he know, but that knew him back. He knows it's not nearly so simple, of course, but that's a different sort of problem that he knows he can't personally fix for everyone. Not that it means he won't try to make things a little better.

He certainly hasn't been particularly shy about popping by the more frequented places of the town to begin with, and now it's like he's doing so with a vengeance. The greenhouse, sure. The diner? Of course. The hangar? You bet. The Deep End? Absolutely. He may even be there more often than usual, if only because he knows it's a sure place people come by, if not for the hard liquor then maybe for some coffee. Thought you were about to have a quiet drink? Well, look alive, you've got company. Maybe he'll even try picking out a tune on that guitar there that's practically become a communal instrument. And then there's the amphitheater, because he knows some people use that as a place to blow off some excess energy.

For people he's more familiar with, it shouldn't come as a surprise to find him just there in their space at some point, invited himself in, made himself at home. It's fine, we're all fine. Yes, he's terribly clingy (even though he will attempt not to make it obvious) because being in a busy city and yet finding yourself able to still be isolated is an experience he could have done without. No, he's not going to outright admit it, but it's been a long month. Let him have this. Please.


♤ Great Googly Moogly!
It never fails; you're just going about your day like usual and then you turn and suddenly find yourself startled by a pair of googly eyes staring at you. Unless you're Ikora, in which case this will probably not startle so much as prompt an arch of a brow. But there they are.

Helmets are a prime target, especially on the back. Doors, trees, Jon's chair, someone's mug, a random wrench, Ophiuchus, glasses (I mean, how can you not?!)- free game. Sky's the limit- although if Cayde had the means, he might have very well tried that too.

Not to worry. This too shall pass. Probably.

Or at least it will when he runs out of googly eyes.


♤ Not-Home-Away-From-Not-Home-Away-From-Not-Home
The days and nights in the city facsimile had been more like regular days back on Earth and yet they still had felt incredibly long. Staying awake most of those nights just lent to the impression. He's sure that the exhaustion he feels is more mental than physical, but he's been most determined to make his rounds.

The old Agrii furniture store is one of Cayde's more random haunts, a place he enjoys poking around for supplies and random knick-knacks when he's bored or to sprawl out on one of the many beds. At the moment it's the latter, and should anyone happen to wander into the bed section, they'll find the Hunter lying across the end of a bed on his side, an arm tucked under his hooded head, optics shuttered, hand cannon still holstered at his side. Exos don't need to sleep, but in keeping with the habits of their formerly fleshy selves they can if they wish, and low and behold, it looks like he's doing just that, finally given in to all the running around.

Hovering watchfully nearby is his Ghost Sundance, and should they suddenly find themselves with company she'll swivel around to look at whomever might come upon her sleeping Guardian.


♤ Aces Wild
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"Yeah, some of these folks are from before. Seem nice enough though. Weird thinking about how all these people are from all these different times and places." It was all so strange, and getting sucked into an even stranger version of that shortly after getting her threw her for a loop.

"Got to wear a heck of a dress though, almost didn't know what to do with myself." That was something to laugh about, Amanda in a fancy dress with hair and make up and jewelry. "Shoulda been a clue that it was not my reality. Kept trying to put my hands in pockets that weren't there."

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"Right? Lotta people from Earth here especially- they haven't gotten past the moon. But then there are some people from other worlds who haven't been beyond their home planet either." The Hunter shook his head. "Then you throw in the whole time difference thing and it all gets screwy."

He blinked then, grinning crookedly. "Whaaaat! I missed out on seeing fancy Holliday?" There wasn't much cause for being fancy back home. Did anyone even have fancy parties these days? Festivals were pretty casual. Fancy usually covered whatever strange fashions and shaders Guardians got themselves up to.

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"Outta everything that's what stands out to me too. Dress all the way to the floor, did that pretty swoooshy thing when I walked. I felt almost like a warlock gliding across the floor." She laughed real hard at that.

Totally silly and completely impractical and it would get caught and torn and dirty just walking ten feet in the tower. But it had been something. "That happen a lot here? The world going all funny?"

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It felt good to laugh with someone, especially about things that happened in an otherwise completely abnormal situation. "Now you got me thinkin' about Warlocks all dressed up for a party," Cayde snickered.

"This was a first for me. Usually if anything, we wake up aboard the ships already or something, bound for another planet for some reason or another. Never heard of everyone getting caught up in some alternate reality, but I think the circumstances were unusual."

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"Must have been my luck, show up in time for the party." She laughed at that and pocketed the little goldfish. She'd find a home for it in her things later, a trinket like that could brighten up a space sometimes.

"Seen a lot of other planets since you been here?" It sounded like he'd been here long enough to have done so, at least by how he'd phrased it.

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"I'm sure it was a much better party than the ones the welcome party the Agrii tried to throw for us. I think they really did try though."

Cayde nodded, rolling his shoulders as he went to wander a little, not too far, but Amanda knew how he liked to fidget. "A few," he said, picking up a vase for inspection, apparently not finding a place for it in his mental setup of the bar as he put it back down.

"Actually when I was first brought in, it wasn't even to this planet. Me and Tony- I think we were both brought in around the same time actually, to a planet called Riza or something. The Agrii sent everyone there for a vacation. After everything? Who I was to complain about a sudden vacation?" He laughed.

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"Fancy food, the music was kinda dull. I wasn't sure what half the menu said but it turned out just to be fancy words for common things like jam." She shrugged, wasn't exactly like anything she'd ever been too, none of the festivals they ever held were like that and they had usually been to celebrate after a victory or a loss and either way there were too many dead to count.

"Yeah? Good to get a chance to relax huh? Guess we can all use that from time to time. Kinda itching to get back to buildin' already asked if they would let me start working on things and it seems like no one is opposed to it. So I was thinking of may making a sparrow." That was a word she was pretty sure would capture his attention.

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"I missed out on fancy food? I should have crashed it," Cayde said, something he could joke about now, but the truth was that he'd already had enough sour experiences having come across his friends earlier that he wasn't much in the mood for more letdowns at that point.

Zoom- those were magic words, the Exo dancing over beside her almost instantly, leaning in. "A sparrow, you say. None'a those flashy things with all those crazy things the kids like adding to these days, right?" He grinned, straightening. "You know, I got Tony to build one. Well I guess it was a conglomeration of ideas since Cobb and that guy with the helmet call these things speeders- which I guess isn't wrong and they do the same thing, operationally- Also if anyone asks you what happened it is in no way my fault that it crashed."

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She made a face as though she was offended that he even had to ask. "Cayde, it's like you don't even know me. I like 'em sleek an simple. Or maybe if I'm experimenting with a new system somethin a little wild. but no nothing too crazy. Function is the main concern."

She'd heard a story, or rumor about something early on and had to feign ignorance of it now. "Oh I'm sure you had nothing to do with anything crashing, that would be so out of character for you." She looked at him with a quirked brow. "But I suppose once I get one built I'll need someone to test drive it for me."

She paced a step, thumbs hooked into the beltloops of her coveralls as she looked around as though in deep thought. "You don't happen to know anybody who be willing to do something crazy, dangerous and excitin' like that, do ya?"

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"Uh-huh. Which completely explains why you're always lookin' to upgrade my sparrow when I leave it in the shop too long." It was the experimenting that he he had his concerns about, and as much as he liked to be adventurous, he was picky about his personal sparrow and jumpship and liked things just the way they were.

It was then Cayde's turn to take mock offense. "Driving tanks is completely different from sparrows!" he insisted. He didn't fight too hard on the matter though, because as sure as he was that it wasn't directly his fault that he'd lost control of the sparrow-speeder, he didn't have much evidence of what had actually occurred and he couldn't completely outrule all the janking around. But he'd trusted Tony to build the thing sturdy. Well, maybe they'd both overestimated themselves.

But here was Holliday dangling the bait in front of him like a big ol' shiny golden engram. "Well Marcus Ren sure ain't here to do it," he said, stepping towards her with that roguish grin of his.

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"I don't worry 'bout your sorry butt in a tank, I worry about the tank." She snorted back at him. But he was hooked and she knew he would be as invested in the project as she was. It had been something the had both enjoyed back home and maybe a touch of home was what this place needed.

"Hell if Marcus Ren was here you think I'd be askin' you?" Marcus' would be jousting and finding a loop to loop and flipping over anything he could find. Reckless daredevil, all Hunters had a bit of that spirit in them, Marcus had it, Cayde did, even Cro... yeah best pack those thoughts away. "Anyway, figured it was worth lookin into, since everybody around here seems to have something special of their own. I can have my thing. Might get the SRL up again. If they let me."

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"Wow! Not even a little? Hey, driving those things is not at all intuitive, let me tell you!" Not that he didn't have fun with it. Brief as it was.

Cayde clasped his hands over his chest, staggering back as though just receiving a mortal blow. "You wound me. Just because I don't particularly specialize in different ways to break my neck sparrow-riding," he snorted. Among other things, knowing Ren.

"Holliday, you get one speeder up and running without any explosions and I'm sure there will be a clamor for more. This place is in sore need of transportation and sometimes you don't feel like jumping your way from one end of the city to the other- not that everyone can anyway."