#jaxion

[jaxion-blog]

Kaiden James Jaxion has made his grand entrance into the world. #minijax #jaxion #thegreatest

[korinohasu]

Volt Prime! Finally! How I have yearned for you! Interesting sidenote: When you channel in your melee stance, lightning begins arcing off of you. Try it.

[korinohasu]

Jax scouts (w/pics)

Jaxion had been waiting for this day ever since he had heard through the rumor mill that they had been found.  He could hardly contain himself when he was selected to be the first to utilize it.  He grins like an idiot as the wings were attached in the test room. "Sugoi..." he whispers softly as he looks around getting a feel for them.

After getting clearance he was released from a Liset and left to his own devices. Scout out the Grineer activity in the asteroid fields. Get a feel for the Archwing, kill any that spot you.  That was his mission and he accepted it with pride.

The wings handled like a dream, carrying him faster than he had ever thought possible.  He zipped to and fro, from asteroid to asteroid, keeping off the enemy radar.  After he was sure that he had gotten fully comfortable with his new mode of transportation, he decided to actually find some Grineer.

It didn't take him long.  He found one of the clone army running its ship continually into the ship of another and the asteroid itself. He stared at this for a few moments, too shocked to take a picture.  So with a slight shake of his head, he departed the area, moving on to completely the mission.

(Maybe next time, some combat or something.)

[korinohasu]

Jaxion's Dream

The door to his room quietly slides closed and locks as Jaxion prepares for bed. He steps over towards his bed as his armor seems to split on an invisible seam and slide off of his body. To think that such material that can move like liquid, but stop bullets, existed.  The marvels of modern technology.  He yawns softly as a soft scratching comes from his door.  He grunts softly as he gets back up and opens it to the panting muzzle of the Sahasa Kubrow, Tsume. He was tall and gangly by kubrow standards, but he always seemed to find ammo and health when Jaxion needed it.

The Volt frame user chuckles softly as he reaches down and scratches the tall beast’s head.  “So, feeling a bit lonely are we?  Alright, fine fine, come on,” he says as he steps to the side. With permission granted, Tsume barks happily once and rushes into the room.  Jaxion closes the door behind him and stretches his arms out over his head.  He walks back to his bed to find a good portion of it covered by his hairy companion.  “If you make a stink, I’m kicking you out,” the Tenno warns as he climbs into bed.  Tsume grumbles and places his head on Jaxion’s chest.  The lightning user smiles and closes his eyes as he drifts off to sleep…

  …His eyes surveyed the land before him in disdain.  Craters littered the once green and verdant earth.  Ancient stumps blackened by the weapons used by the two warring factions.  Jaxion sighed softly before kneeling at the water by his feet.  He placed a finger into it and the suit quickly reported that it is clean and safe to drink.  He smiled softly to himself as he allows his helmet to split away from his head.  He gazed down into the reflection.  His hair was a silver blue color and cut short. A line over each eyebrow and two diagonal lines pointing outward on each cheek, glowing with brilliant blue energy. The color of his lightning, his element of call.  A frown settled on his face. The thing that made him unique, now had him branded a monster.  He closed his eyes and scooped up a handful of water to drink.

  The snap of a twig off to his right was the only warning he got.  Jaxion threw his body backwards as a three round burst tore through the space that he had just occupied. “He’s over here!” a voice shouted as the helmet closed around his head once more. The Tenno turned to see a group of human soldiers running out of the desiccated treeline.  What made it worse is that they were wearing the colors of his sect, deep azure, pale white, and midnight black.  They had sent his own men after him. He cursed darkly under his breath as he gripped the scabbard of his Dragon Nikana. The sight of his hand on his familiar weapon caused the troops to slide to a halt. They knew of his skill with the weapon. They had seen it firsthand, charging through enemy fire with nothing but the sword at his side and come out on the other side relatively unscathed. 

  “Captain Tellidris, what is the meaning of this? Stand down,” Jaxion called out. The men move to the side to allow the officer through.  James Tellidris had been a good friend during the war.  Jaxion had saved him after he lost an arm to enemy fire and helped him a new mechanical one.  One steel grey eye and one electric blue cybernetic eye met the gaze of the helmeted Tenno as the old warrior sighs.  “Lord Jaxion…they say you are refusing to take to cryosleep with your brethren.  They say you are broken and need to be put down. I know you better than that, sir.  Please, give up quietly and no one has to get hurt,” the captain pleaded softly.  Jaxion watched him, but he could hear that other troops were surrounding him.  They weren’t taking any chances on allowing him to escape.

  “I can’t do that, Captain. I’m not going to sleep just because they want me to.  Why should I? There is a lot of reconstruction that needs to be done.  More forces could come and replace what we have defeated. No. I will not sleep and leave others to fight in my stead,” the Tenno declared loudly.  The old officer sighed softly as he raised his left arm. “Know, that if you stand in between me and freedom, I will not hesitate to use force. And with this number…I cannot guarantee that you will all be able to walk away,” Jaxion warned as more electricity began dancing across the coils on his arms. “Take him,” the captain ordered as he lets his arm fall.

  Time seemed to slow as Jaxion energized his warframe with electricity.  The Volt charged forward, his katana intercepting the slowed bullets with ease.  His eyes were locked onto the leader, Tellidris.  Attack the head of the snake and the rest would become disoriented.  It was a common tactic for him, because it worked.  As he closed in on his prey, he noticed something different about his target.  Normally, when his body was charging forward and death was on the horizon, there is a look of fear in the eyes and face of his targets.  But the captain, he was smiling. He didn’t move to draw his weapon. He didn’t move at all.  He just stood there. 

  Suddenly, the alarms in his suit began screaming at him.  He had run through an energy sapping field.  Well then did know his tactics after all.  He had played into their hands.  But that just meant he couldn’t stop now.  He had to go right through his old friend.  There was no way around it now.  “Tellidris!!” he bellowed as his body covered the last few feet between them.  The captain’s arms raise slightly, out and away from his body as Jaxion’s blade arced out. The Tenno’s eyes never left the captain’s as his weapon sliced cleanly through the other man’s midsection.  The sad smile never wavered from the officer’s face as his body was pulled down by gravity, his legs no longer able to support him. With a howl, the ice beams hit his body, sending biting chill crawling across his skin. In the next instant, hot wet liquid splashes upon Jaxion’s face…

  The Volt user wakes with a start, flailing briefly at the hot wet dog breath coated tongue that was lapping at his face. “Argh! Tsume! Stop stop! I’m awake!” he declares loudly.  The Kubrow stops and stares up at him.  Jaxion briefly glares at the large animal before beginning to scratch the top of Tsume’s head.  “Thanks bud…I was having a pretty shitty dream,” he says softly.  The Sahasa snorts lightly and nuzzles closer to him, trying to fit his large form into Jaxion’s lap.  “Yea yea yea, ya big baby. You know you aren’t that little anymore,” the Tenno says with a laugh, “Come on, let’s go get a snack and then try for sleep again.” Tsume barks in agreement.

[korinohasu]

Just felt like doing some writing.

The machinery of the Ceres Grineer shipyards clang loudly as they continue their never ending cycle of creation.  Steam hisses from an open vent as the last three Grineer soldiers on station stare down the lone Tenno that had come to their base.  Jaxion chuckles softly as he looks between the three humanoids glaring at him, waiting for the right time to make their move.  A Powerfist, a Scorpion, and a Guardsmen seem to quietly converse in their native tongue.  They were hesitant to rush in, and Jaxion could imagine why.

Before them stood a male humanoid clothed in a Volt Armor. The intimidating nonstandard Storm Helmet protects his head and adds to the fierce look.  If that wasn't enough, Jaxion had gone with the Immortal paint scheme. A light blue base crisscrossed with tribal looking dark azure and black.  Upon his hip rests the only weapon he brought with him. His coveted Dragon Nikana.  His left hand rests on the scabbard as he yawns. He was getting bored with all this standing around. He then grins and widens his stance, willing black looking bolts of electricity to jump high from the coils on his upper arms.

"Seems that the Queens' finest are quite lacking.  At least all your friends tried to fight me and didn't stare at me, shuddering in fear.  I guess after a few generations of cloning, courage would be bred out of the equation," he taunts, his voice taking on a slight echo as it projected through the helmet's speaker. The Powerfist and Scorpion snarl at him simultaneously before shouting, "Tenno skuuum!" and charging towards him.  The Volt's left hand grips tighter on the scabbard of his sword as his right hand comes to rest on the handle. 

Jaxion raises his weapon in time to intercept the grappling hook of the Scorpion. He pushes it to the side and ducks under the slow swing of the Powerfist.  The Volt jams the end of scabbard into the male soldier's ribs hard enough to send him sliding back.  He then turns and draws his blade to meet the Scorpion's Machete.  He deflects her swing and brings his sword back across horizontally, sending the gleaming blade slicing right through her neck.  She gurgles in futility as blood begins spurting out of the opened wound. The Powerfist comes in for another swing, but this time Jaxion's spins one hundred and eighty degrees while dropping to a knee. The Powerfist watches as his Furax covered fist misses the Tenno's head as Jaxion's blade slices him cleanly in half. 

The Volt rises up and watches the Guardsman, who charges at him in a fit of rage. He quickly backs up, using his Nikana to deflect the torrent of blows raining down from the Amphis staff. After a few seconds of blocking and dodging, Jaxion goes on the offensive.  Unlike his other two comrades, the Guardsman was a capable fighter.  Jaxion grins under his helmet as his slashes and thrusts were batted away and counterattacks were launched.  He did enjoy a good workout from time to time. The Tenno swings again, but this time, instead of blocking it, the Guardsman steps to the side.  With his blade hitting nothing but air, Jaxion is thrown off balance.

With the opportunity before him, the Guardsman lets out a battle cry and brings the bottom half of his staff up in a vicious uppercut swing. The Volt grunts as the shocking staff hits his torso and sends him tumbling back a few feet. "Ow...that hurt," Jaxion says as he rises to his feet. "Ignorant...Tenno...I shall be...your death..." the Guardsman growls as he spins his staff menacingly.  "No, I don't think so. But I will give you points for hitting me.  But, alas, playtime is over," Jaxion says, his tone darkening as a smirk appears on his hidden lips.

His left hand raises up and an instant later, black lightning leaps from his fingertips and into the body of the Guardsman.  The Grineer soldier howls in agony as his body is sent into vicious spasms.  Jaxion closes the distance between them and slices through the thin lower part of the left leg.  The Grineer warrior tips over as the limb is unable to support his weight and crashes to the ground. "Don't worry, I'll make it quick," Jaxion says before thrusting the tip of his Dragon Nikana down hard enough to pierce the Grineer's skull with ease.

"I am not detecting any other lifeforms besides you. Well done, Tenno. Get to extraction," Lotus' voice declares through the helmet's internal speakers.  "Right right. Time to go home," Jaxion thinks aloud, flicking his blade out to the side to clean it of blood before sheathing it in a grand flourish.  With a deep breath, he energizes his body and takes off across the landscape, ready for a bit of R&R