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It had only been about a month since Jaden had been confined to the City perimeters and had been told to simply wait and see what her situation would turn into. So she waited.

And waited.

...And waited.

She spent her time burying herself in books and information tablets. Secretly trying to resume her studies from the information she had already gathered on the Vex and what they did. She took her work very seriously, and had let her previous anger at everything take hold - and she paid the price for such recklessness in the form of losing one of her closest friends: her Ghost.

Now lightless, it was all she could do to not go mad, feeling cramped and useless in the City walls while her former fireteam continued to help wherever they could. Of course, they all stopped by often to visit her, but none of it mattered to her. She wanted to be out there again, making herself useful.

Ikora forbade it. Jaden resented it.

And to make matters worse for the newcomer approaching her: She had only just been told that she was being replaced. With a new guardian - a new warlock - and they were coming to her for advice and to get caught up to speed with what Jaden had spent the last two decades working on.

Holding the tablet in her hand that harbored that very message, and sensing that the newcomer was about to speak, her hand shoots up, holding up a single finger to garner pause.

“First and foremost, I will make one thing perfectly clear: You are not my replacement. You are an apprentice. I am not going to have spent the last twenty years working endlessly on this project, only to be pushed to the side.”

Only now does she address the new warlock. 

“Secondly, you are not to speak of this project to anyone - not even your closest friends. Aside from myself and Ikora, you are the only person who knows of this task and you must harbor it yourself. If word gets out of what we are doing, it will build hope. A hope that would be crushed if we fail. Do you understand?”

[raifer-vayne]

7, 17, 29

7: “No... I don’t have any tattoos on my body, but I do have many scars from combat, and the ritual scarification I received long ago upon becoming a knight and king for my people.”

17: “From what clicked with my... memory I suppose. My final moments alive. I had a unit of my own then. Soldiers fighting a war against forces we never could’ve expected to of hit so hard. I can somewhat... visualize their deaths, our last words. The darkness in those caves, those three, green eyes staring back at us. Lowering his head, he sat in thought of such times. “We were much like you guardians and your fireteams, but we knew that there was no room for error. There was no reviving a brother fallen on the field for us, so we made everything count. Death before dishonor.”

29: “A reason to lie? Liars...” a sigh comes from his deadly maw, “A man has no reason for lies, a king should have no reason for lies, a knight has no reason for lies. Lies are for the weak that can’t take care of a difficult situation. As a king, I deal with liars everyday, I’ve no desire to become one of the filthy, chattering rodents that gossip below me. Those that lie have something to fear.” The king shook his crowned head, “I’ve nothing to fear.”

[raifer-vayne]

☰ I am still trying to figure you out. I’m not sure if I can trust you.

Not an unexpected response considering how little she probably knew of him, or at least of his personality. This didn’t offend him at all though.

“Good... that’s good to hear actually. Not that you don’t trust me, of course I’d prefer you to, but it’s good that you don’t blindly trust someone so quickly. I don’t blame you.” His eyes squinted some in thought, eventually trailing back to her optics.

“Certainly better to earn trust than be so freely handed it. I honestly wouldn’t trust you in the slightest if you were so quick to trust me. Would make you... seem too eager to be near me. Those types commonly have some other motive behind them, perhaps trying to stab me in the back.”

[raifer-vayne]

Q, Y

Q: Usually with someone less talkative as he is, Raifer might attempt some small chatting before with his partner, see if maybe he can get them to be more open and expressive. If they remain quiet throughout he will start to search for areas around their body to possibly nip at with his teeth with addition to his tongue here and there, if a gentler approach is preferred, he’ll simply use his tongue in hopes of finding sensitive spots to get a reaction from his partner.

Y: After sex is through and he rests, he tends to hold, or keep his partners close with him. This is just simply automatic for him, he’s going to keep them close to his chest. Very commonly he will await for his partner to fall asleep before he does, making sure they’re most comfortable without much else movement from them. While he sleeps, if he somehow manages to sleep heavier than usual, he might purr, or snore.

[raifer-vayne]

💭 (For Rook?~)

“An interesting guardian compared to the rest of them from what I hear. She sticks out differently than the rest, more than just abilities, or skill in combat, but more due to her personality. She sounds... and I am not sure innocent would be a word I’d use for someone like a guardian, such a thing isn’t possible to keep with their line of work, but maybe giving is good enough? Selfless it seems? Passive perhaps is another one? I’m not sure, but she has a gentler way of doing things than most I see here in the world today. Almost none know how to be “gentle”, and I’m sure I don’t either anymore. That’s saying if I ever knew how to be in this life, or my past one. I’m skeptical of outsiders just as my people are, but she is interesting and seems to be a good heart within a dark world surrounded by much chaos, much hatred. I don’t completely trust her, but I think she is closer to a potential ally than anyone else I’ve met in years... That, and I do think she is quite attractive, I’ve always had thoughts of the Exos. I wouldn’t deny myself a night with her at all, if such a thing ever came to be that is. She seems the type that might be amusing to chat with, to flirt, she probably gets a bit shy.”

[gunssmoke]

Platonic, perhaps found family from Rook & Tolvaks :3

Relationship possibilities - Accepting!

//Yesss, Fable already sees Rook as a sister figure, the I’d-Bury-A-Body-With-You-No-Questions-Asked kind of loyalty, and

please, let the war-weathered pair be friends :’’)

[razorbeard]

‘ hard to make it out, just a blur of bullets and fists. ’ (Aphelion to Cale!~)

The Titan was grinning under his insurmountable skullfort, his SMG had just been emptied into a charging Hive knight, tearing the beast to pieces. He flicked the weapon in his hands to the right as he hit the magazine eject and flung the mag out. He slammed home another and gave the bolt a quick pull, the sound of ammo being fed into his weapon echoed out as he said. “Tends to be that way when they pick a fight with a striker aye?” He heard the roar of another knight charging, instead of leveling his gun he let it fall. It was caught in the sling he had it attached to him with and brought up his arc charged fists in a boxers stance and charged forward and in a exchange of force between him and the knight. It didn’t take long to mop up the last knight finishing it with a punch straight through it’s face, the arc energy coursing through his arms surged as the creature crumbled to ash. He glanced back at Aphelion and gave the other Titan a thumbs up and said. “See a little more fists this time but same effect right?” 

[tutela-populus]

Does he drink? Does he enjoy casual parties or formal occasions more? What's his least favorite genre of movie?

“Obviously, I don’t go out and sub-par network b-movies, in that order.”