TEASER!! Hai guys I’m back
Come down and waste away with me: [teaser]
Basically Uldren from a diff universe, fem, angry and yearning. Guardian fem desc is my oc but I didn’t put my own lore other than the guardians already known lore.
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Uldren keeps coming back here in this dingy little space of comfort that just provides nothing. outside of the reef there is a ship, broken and rotting no one being seen in all that time Uldren has ran past it, not being fixed or broken down or even scavenged yet. uldren and the guardian came across it when “exploring” the reef which was really more of the guardian trying to run after Uldren because the queen and Petra asked her to get the princess, Uldren turning it into a game, laughing anytime the guardian would get close then get surprised (really just a shift in running from what Uldren sees) from whatever new thing Uldren would do to get her off her case.
Uldren makes a quick decision to go inside the ship, its opening left only slightly ajar, enough for her to squeeze past. The ship itself isn’t too bad, just dusty and a little small but it had the basic necessities. She looks at the room forgetting about the guardian returning to her side after a little from the small opening. The guardians chest going up and down, she takes off her helmet.. peculiar. Then a little ghost appears with a frustrated noise, spinning and looking as mad as a ball of light could look.
“You make my guardian run all over the reef for what? We never have time for your games, we have bounties, missions! your sister is counting on us- your people are counting on my guardian and you decide to waste my-“
Uldren interjects “Come on! I’m just teaching you a lesson for keeping on chasing me, if I really wasn’t worth this time, just stop chasing. I’ll come back when I wish.”
The ghost seemed to rolls its one eye, the guardian lifts her hand and petting the shell, eyes still cold.
Uldren smirks, running a hand through the hall to another room, small but nice, just a good comfy bed still with nice pillows. Whoever had this ship must’ve stayed here for long. She then went back to the door, looking out at the reef.
The guardian seemed to will that annoying ghost away. Stepping closer to her, whispering in a raspy low tone that scratched Uldrens ears, it almost seemed like it hurt to speak for her.
“We should go back…”
“We just got here, Mara won’t mind me being out for maybe an hour or two. I’m grown and able”
On rare occasions the guardian would talk it was always small but always words that willed Uldren to get curious and unconsciously ask for more, asking why, what she’s thinking, how to do that. But would just roll her eyes and pretend to not be interested in that light filtered brain of hers. why have so much if you can’t even talk about it. She wondered if the guardian wrote things huh maybe that’s why she wouldn’t talk so much. Maybe Uldren would’ve preferred that, she loved to read interesting things and the guardians brain, thoughts and emotions were as interesting as it could get but that was probably a bad interesting.
“Then let us rest.”
On even rarer times the guardian would talk even more almost to the point of a conversation forming.. almost. When these rare times would happen, mostly just depending on the guardian, Uldren would coax them into as many thoughts she could get out of her mild and thought filled brain. (Maybe she just had a thing for wanting to know people’s thoughts)