#lxghtbound

[fiirecracker]

Scout realises exactly what he’s in for as soon as he gets a look at this guy’s expression, it only draws him in further. “Tch. If you believe the Titans ‘n’ Warlocks, sure.” Going off of how big his pack was, Scout’s willing to wager that the majority of Hunters enjoy a little company – or, at least, don’t mind seeking it out to get jobs done quicker for more rewards. Although, he feels the cold emptiness of the Void from Koreyatsu contrasting against his own cocktail of Solar and Arc. Nightstalkers sure as hell are more prone to taking the solo route in life, probably why a whole lotta people thought they didn’t even exist for a long while. “Can’t say I’ve seen you ‘round before. You willin’ to offer up your name?” Scout doesn’t expect him to do so. That’s okay. He normally doesn’t either, especially when he’s in places like this chatting to a guy he probably won’t see again after tonight. But it’s worth a shot! | @lxghtbound

"i know exactly one titan and one warlock," replies the hunter, catching the drink the bartender slides his way. it's just sweet enough to not taste like ass. it'll do. "and neither of them seem to fond of others, either. so maybe that says more about my crowd than other hunters."

placing the glass back on the worn wood, he turns now to face his companion fully. dark eyes flit down, an eyebrow raises, before flitting back up. the corner of his mouth twitches.

"yoshinada koreyatsu," he says. he places the book aside. "'course, 's only fair if it's even trade. so what do you want to be called? something normal, like reed, or are you an exo of stranger tastes, like banshee or sock?"

[empodio]

@lxghtbound  liked to open a portal

He was definitely fortunate that he’d just finished a call, not having to endure the awkwardness of randomly seeing a demon suddenly appear in his office, while it wasn’t odd per se, it wasn’t that welcome, nevertheless, it was also fortunate that Masador had not much in his schedule, not for an hour or so.

Quietly, he observed the other, was the portal his doing? Perhaps, people messing them up wasn’t uncommon, now had this been on purpose however... It was almost tempting to scold due to that.

“That is quite a bizarre way to schedule a meeting.” He pointed out, firmly, as golden eyes stared.

[of-snakes-and-men]

@lxghtbound

The Light erupted in his face, ruffling the already messy, dark hair, washing over him in the so familiar, delightful way. But it did not bend around him the same way, did not sink in through the cursed gun right up the very fiber of his being. Slightly confused at first, Dredgen Malphur stared down at the barrel of Thorn, then at the remains of the Ghost...

No sign of the sickly green singe marks.

A guttural, inhuman growl tore its way from somewhere deep in Shin’s throat, disappointment and anger boiling in it, ready to spill on the one that took the kill away from him. Wild, burning eyes shot in the direction the final blow had come from and sure, there he was - another Lightbearer, and a familiar one at that.

“Youuuuuu...” He snarled, baring his teeth, the golden shine giving way to the Hive green, and he lowered his stance, ready to tear into the Exo. Even though Shin never made a pact like Yor did, using the Thorn took its toll on the Hunter. 

[unlikelyandco]

@lxghtbound

The door in the workshop open and an Exo leaves the room, thanking Legion for the job done, then nods to Scout out of courtesy. She’s gone quickly and the mechanic leans against the doorframe, looking into the familiar, mismatched optics.

“Busted something again?” He huffs a chuckle, wiping his hands on a piece of cloth. “Or just came to visit, disturb my day of work a little?”

[destinyanddumbassery]

@lxghtbound you know what you’ve done

Rietta-- or rather, the Darkness controlling her body-- is strong. Stronger than the Light could ever make someone. Physically, yes, but in other ways too. A layer of ice coats the whole area, slowly creeping closer to Scout, before Rietta grows impatient and simply freezes his feet to the ground with a blast of Stasis energy. “I can’t believe you’re so stupid that you actually thought I cared about you. Was your friend, even. You, of all people? You’re nothing. Not useful enough to keep around, not strong enough to be worth feeding on.”

She laughs, and it’s colder than the ice she wields against the now-trapped exo. “Think about that. You’re utterly worthless. Not even prey, something below even that. But... perhaps you’ll have some value as a plaything, hmm? And maybe, just maybe...” She pauses, pretends to think. “if I find you amusing enough, I’ll let you go so I can bring you back here another day. If you’re lucky, you might even get out of here with your precious Light intact.” 

[of-snakes-and-men]

@lxghtbound​

Cayde ran into the den where he suspected Scout would be, glanced around quickly, and upon finding the target, ran over to him excitedly. He was suited up for a mission, but his demeanor was far from one he should have.

“We’re going.” 

 He grabbed the other Exo’s hand without any ‘hi’, and proceeded to tug him out of the den.

[of-snakes-and-men]

@lxghtbound asked:

& scout n drifter hehe

Drifter was changing shirts and he didn't mind the mismatched optics watching his every move. It was quite endearing and built his confidence up a lot. But when Scout moves closer and runs his fingers over the scar on the Rouge's ribs, the man flinches visibly.

"Don't." He grabs Scout by the wrist and moves his hand away, staring down at him with a frown.

But his expression softens momentarily, and the grip on the other loosens- that wasn't right. Scout didn't deserve to be treated like any random person... But Drifter didn't like his scars being touched purposefully and without warning, and reacted before thinking about it.

He lowers his head with a sigh, turning away and pulling the shirt over his head and down, covering the scar. His jaw is clenched, and the muscles and bones are lining underneath the skin.

"'M sorry. Shouldn't have snapped at ya..." There is genuine regret in his voice but he doesn't look at Scout.

[of-snakes-and-men]

Dark Ages | Lightless AU

@destinyanddumbassery @lxghtbound​

[I got a spark of inspiration so if you use this or not is up to you! Wrote one for both, hope you don’t mind. Also insert whoever and as many as you want.]

Germaine wiped the counter and threw the cloth over his shoulder, carefully watching the customers. It was a boring night even though the bar was full - the place acted more like a spot to hang out than to drink at the moment, not only due to low supplies but due to lack of ways to pay for anything. But he wasn’t going to close down because of it.

When the door opened, wind carrying snow inside with a howl, and a familiar face showed up, the man leaned forward against the bar with a smile. “What can I get ya?” He asked gregariously over the chatter when they approached, green of his eyes gleaming in the overcast shadow from the lamp above him. Maybe at least there would be some gossip to learn - information could be sold too, and to people who always had money.