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Where it all began | Tyde & Miranda

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Tyde hadn’t used this side of her semblance since the day she’d discovered it, and was horrified to be kneeling here, hand buried in dirt in front of the first person she’d connected with since the day she’d met Azalea. Why was it that Tyde had to ruin everything she touched? Ruin every relationship that she managed to stumble upon? Why was it that as soon as she found herself smiling and laughing with a new person her destructive semblance came knocking everything down?

Of course, Tyde knew that she needed to find her calm. Regardless of what happened she still needed to take this girl to safety and escape with plenty of time to spare. Slowly, the girl sucked in a deep breath and managed to collect her thoughts before carefully releasing her body from the bounds of dirt encasing her hands and feet.

“Tyde.” She said breathlessly, “And yes, I’m just a little… surprised that we managed to kill it so easily.” She lied effortlessly. It was something she had become used to on her journey through the forests of Remnant.

“So Corgi, what’s our next plan of action? Where exactly do we need to go to, uh, meet the professors?” She asked, carefully choosing her words in an attempt to sound like she was actually a part of whatever initiation was likely taking place in this mysterious forest.

Miranda watched helplessly as Tyde went through her silent emotional journey. The archer did a good job of hiding her pain, but Miranda could see through her lie. She could also see that trying to pry the truth out of her would be a bad idea - Miranda only hoped she would open up to her eventually. She preferred as few secrets as possible between partners.

“Tyde. That’s a really pretty name!” The dog faunus grinned. “Have you forgotten about the relics? We’ve got to find them first. I saw a clearing when I was landing that looked like it could be a meeting place, let me just double check!” With that, Miranda grew until she could peek above the trees, spotting the clearing in the distance. She shrank back down and pointed. “This way!”

As they began to walk, Miranda tried to converse with the scarred girl. “Speaking of landing, what was your landing strategy?”

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sanguine-leblanc:

… Is that racist? Anyway to put it simply, yes Miranda, I’m trying to create a particularly sticky stuff. It would be nice if I could figure this out quickly so I can start on an anti-adhesive to resolve the new sticky situation. Perhaps a light acid that’s particularly effective against the prototype… I’ve been up too long. I’m going to sleep Miranda. Unless you have any miraculous insight to add to this I will see you in the morning.