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[praedith]

@illuminatingxdarkness

         [ ‘ Oh. You. If you could...remain that far away from me...              that would be great. Don’t...don’t move... unless you’re leaving... ’ ]

[cilencee]

@th3-r00k13

     it’s just a simple slight downturn of his lips.        a slight narrowing of the eyes behind a polarized helmet.        he doesn’t know what spikes this... caution? impertinence? anger?        no, he doesn’t know the feeling, just that it’s uncomfortable.        uncomfortable in the sense that it’s familiar and the only feeling that he gets        whenever he looks at himself in any sort of reflection. he knows them now.        they hit him like a sudden hurricane. hurtful, surprising, unexpected:        tiredness. disappointment. melancholy. forceful.        but he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t voice these vibes, these feelings,        to a complete stranger------ no, he scrutinizes. waits.

[praedith]

"I did not think that people were awake at this hour." They flash a gin under their very Hive influenced helm, violet eyes looking him over. It was not often that Zara chose to come to the Tower, but the few times they did, it was always at night. The dark of the sky meant fewer Guardians about, fewer people to discover the dark presence that certainly should not be there.

     He’d been restless, he’s always restless,       too many memories that keep him awake       and leave him wandering aimlessly through the Tower.       Standing near the railing at the front of the Tower,       looking at the City that lay below and the Traveler far above,       the last thing the Warlock expects is to hear another voice.       Granted other Guardians are out and about ( usually Hunters )        but this voice puts him on edge and when he turns to address it,        he all but slowly edges away, trying to put some moderate distance        between himself and...whoever that was.             [ “ Sleep, sleeping, slept ------ no, I do not need it now,                   so yes, I’m awake at this untimely hour.                   ( I am always awake, even when I am not )                     I would ask the same of you but I feel there is                    an unsettling answer behind it.                    ( but will you or will you not tell me?                      you have and you have not                      and you are and you aren’t so which is it? ) ” ]

[cruciblc]

♢ = reading them a story .

MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS READING THEM A STORY

Strange, he thinks as he simply stands there,as the other continues with a storythat he apparently calls a ‘fairy tale’.Strange that this one’s done itcompletely willingand also completely out of nowhere.Strange that Shaxx is even listening to him,though he’s tossing odd looks every now and thenfrom behind the helmet.Strange that he’s managed to findsuch an intact book that he can read from it.Strange that a human version of a witchwould live in a house of sweets.But maybe that’s why it’s called a fairy tale,he supposes quietly.Strange that the story doesn’t necessarilycontain a fairy and it’s somewhatnot borderlining what Shaxx thinks is a tale.He blinks and shifts ever so slightly,listening as the story eventually comes to an end,with a strange set of words.‘ Happily ever after. ’The Crucible Handler stares at him,looks down at the book,looks back at him,and simply states,           “Now if only such endings            could happen for us.”

[cruciblc]

Shaxx calling Saladin 'Dad'?? Did you mean: cutest thing ever?????? Because that's really cute ohh my god.

[ we can all agree that Saladin pretty much raised Shaxx and Zavala when these two were initially resurrected okay, like, he is the ultimate titan dad because he fathered two of the most titans to ever titan. and then one of them ended up being a little shit ]

[cruciblc]

wait ok so what's the full name you gave shaxx i forgot and quite frankly i'm really lazy i'm sorry.

[ I’M A SUPER LAZY PERSON TOO ANON DON’T WORRY u can tell by my lack of replies and total selective ass goin on rnnnn

anYWAYS i named shaxx AFTER a musketeer -- his name is porthos dufort AND HE’S A FRENCH ONION FUCK have fun with this information ]

[cruciblc]

talk to me like one of ur french girls, shaxxy *lays down on his countertop*

          “Descendre mon compteur et loin de moi, vous morceau de merde.”