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[deathsdeserters]

Cards - Uldren

He hated looking at them.

They were left everywhere around the Tower Wall, the Courtyard, the Bazaar, the Hangar, by the gods, especially in the Hangar.

Between the Shipwright’s station and...it was a shrine. Entering the main flight deck was akin to entering a holy space.

Which was why he always entered and departed via the upper tier of the Courtyard.

The Ace of Spades. Everywhere he turned, the playing card was, tucked into seams, slid between plating, taped to walls, in some cases even stuck with what looked to be chewing gum. A million different decks with a million different card faces and a million different design variations, all with the same theme.

A tribute to the fallen Hunter Vanguard.

The one he had murdered.

The man called Cayde.

Uldren never took his helm off. Not since Atsuko had given it to him. He was surprised when she had gifted it to him. She, who had killed him in revenge for the death of her...

Who was Cayde to her? Uldren didn’t want to put a name to it. To give it a name would be to acknowledge the pain he had caused his Exo teammate and that was something he was not yet ready to deal with.

She had given him an Exotic helm of hers, the Graviton Forfeit. He felt safe while wearing it. Not for the protection or the benefits it afforded, but for the total anonymity. No one knew who he was beneath the wall of Void energy. No one could see the face of the disgraced Prince of the Reef, the former Master of Crows, the once King of the Scorn.

The murder of Cayde-6, Hunter Vanguard.

Every card he saw in the City, outside of it, off-world, all served to remind him of the deed that he didn’t have a proper memory of, a sin that someone he used to be committed and that he was paying the penance for.

He hated looking at the playing cards. Worse, he hated what those playing cards stood for.

The weakness of the man he once was.

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[gunslingiing-blog]

I heard cayde was trouble when he walked in.

Send a rumour that your muse has heard about mine.

now he’s lying on the cold hard ground

[daedalcs]

Wrenching down the hurricane cord and looking down at the gathering swarms of Hive beneath them Jean’s thumb teases the blister button on the detonator. Now crudely wrapped up in her hands the bomb would be just about enough to blue rinse the Hive below and completely fry her as well even in the fall. Throw then jump, easy plan easy life. Honestly, even at the best of times, she is completely out of her mind.

“Alright, good to go. I’m gonna throw then jump and once it goes off jump on down after okay? Make sure I come back too? I’d hate to have such a good escape plan then not see the aftermath.” Turning to the Titan she’d gotten captured with by these damned Hive the woman offers a crooked smile. Time to break out of this death prison before they were turned into crystals or worse.

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[gunslingiing-blog]

a protective hug

* hug prompts

For someone that complains about being stuck at the Tower so much, Cayde sure does get into a lot of trouble outside the City walls.

This time, he managed to sneak out into the EDZ with Aviel, who may as well be the designated Cayde smuggler at this point. It was fun, messing around out in the woods without a care in the world… until a band of Fallen found them. Naturally, Cayde saw no problem with this, but there was something different about these guys. And that’s that they were some mean sons of guns.

He drew the Ace, took out some dregs and some vandals, but they just kept coming from the trees. The captain was another story entirely. He drew a scorch cannon. A very big scorch cannon. Cayde thought to himself, well that’s not fair, and felt a bit jealous. He wanted a scorch cannon.

Now is not the time for such envy! There’s a fight going down, and it’s about to get spicy. The captain’s cannon starts to light up as it charges a shot, this gives only a split second of reaction time, but that’s somehow just enough for the Hunter Vanguard. 

He lunges to the right with one broad dash of a step, practically falls against Aviel as he wraps his arms around her, and he sends them both falling aside, making sure Aviel isn’t hit by the blast.

Cayde, however, is. A sharp burning pain meets his leg, and it takes everything in him not to yell something awful. The two Guardians go tumbling into a ditch, but the Fallen don’t follow. Cayde, arms still secure around Aviel, lifts his head to look around, then back at the Titan. He whispers, “You okay?”

[gunslingiing-blog]

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This earns Aviel a laugh from the Hunter, something that's not too hard to achieve, but still, credit where it's due. "Yeah," Cayde replies, arms folded over his chest as he nods his head in amused agreement, "Me too. But unfortunately for everyone, a Guardian's work is never done."

"Except..." It's Cayde's turn to hum thoughtfully now, his eyes glancing up and away as he does, his fingers drum his bicep. "Maybe tonight. Tonight can be your quiet night away from Guardian duties." A quick wink, "I'll pull some strings for you, yeah?"

[tinyawokentitan]

“ There are so many sides to me that you don’t know. ”

She frowned and went over to Aviel, reaching towards her and wanting to pull the older guardian into a hug, but instead simply put her and on her shoulder.

"I want to learn then... I don't care how bad they are; they're all apart of you, and... You've come to mean a lot to me."

[tinyawokentitan]

missing piece.

* rest prompts

She hadn't realized when she had begun to drift off to sleep, but indeed the titan was fast asleep curled against the upper railings just above where Lord Shaxx observed and commented on Crucible matches with a small pocket clutched in her hand.