Fireteam Blue

Destiny RP Blog written by Jen - No new threads

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Red Cloudbow over Delaware : What kind of rainbow is this? In this case, no rain was involved – what is pictured is actually a red cloudbow. The unusual sky arc was spotted last month during sunset in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, USA. When the photographer realized that what he was seeing was extraordinary, he captured it with the only camera available – a cell phone. Clouds are made of water droplets, and in a cloudbow a cloud-droplet group reflects back light from the bright Sun (or Moon) on the opposite side of the sky. Similar phenomena include fogbows and airplane glories. Here, the red color was caused by atmospheric air preferentially scattering away blue light – which simultaneously makes most of the sky appear blue. A careful inspection reveals a supernumery bow just inside the outermost arc, a bow caused by quantum diffraction. via NASA

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With a simple nod, Maki let herself drop her shoulders and give a little room for Auburn. She understood, but in the end, Auburn was right and being a guardian only emphasized their importance in this whole mess. The thought of that overwhelming sense of responsibility and dread was immediately pushed to the corners of her mind, for now.

Quickly clearing her throat, she spoke with a more confident tone. “That sounds brilliant,” Maki answered, returning the hug before separating so that she could start to collect her things and sort of suit up for their walk. In about a minute or sp she was ready to go, her things merely a pack or two. “So where does this madame hang out exactly? I'm picturing a treehouse. Or just straight up in a tree. I’m not picky.”

“Oh, hardly that glamorous.” Auburn laughs. “She’s up on the balcony of the barn usually, got a good view of the area. It’s her favorite, because the stairs are rotted, so often if someone comes to bother her they fall, and just make it harder for the next person.” Auburn chuckles. 

She looks up at the sound of jumpships overhead, a cluster flying low overhead and settling close by in the field. “Those look like they came from the City.” She comments, a faint smile. “More made it. That’s good.” Her voice is soft, and hope is there.

“We’ll be able to see them come in from Hawthorne’s perch. It’s this way.” She leads the way through the thin trees, not back to the refugee tents but towards the looming barn and other outbuildings.

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“Him and Zavala,” Astrid happily notes, kicking pebbles down their path.

Taking careful note of Eyahn’s explanation, she looks her crown up and down. Without haste she wraps her fingers around the vine-ish material and starts weaving the longer stems gingerly. Her crown had a set pattern of big flowers to small, with Sunflowers taking the big, primary role.

She continues her bubbly chatter. “I don’t have a bigger idea yet but, Zavala sometimes acts like a wall to a lotta people. I wonder if he’d like these too. He taught me weaving once, but it had only been with sweaters and scarves for the Dawning. It was so cool! And we got to show everybody.”

“Zavala likes walls because walls are built in peace, to prepare. Bulwarks are built to defend, moments before their need. We are all bulwarks, Shaxx says.” Eyahn seems to agree with his assertions.

She has finished her garland, which reaches to her knees from looping around her neck. To fill her hands with work, she takes to plucking long flowers for Astrid, offering them over while walking beside her. “You are a good bulwark because you learn.”

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Maki continued to gaze out in front of her, not really paying attention to what she saw but instead kept her sole focus on the sound of Auburn’s voice, a tone so distinct, dignified and clear she couldn’t imagine her life without it. I wondered if she ever sang in her past life. That would be pretty neat.

As soon as she mentioned it, the hunter could picture the mark of many names, her own written in a silver thread and the sudden drop of her heart when she saw it on her bed. She could hear the crackle of emotion in Auburn’s voice and all she wanted to do was to keep her from the world, ignoring the impossibility ringing in her head. Maki turned a bit, just to wrap her one arm around Auburn and pull her as close as she could to herself. “The fact that you remembered them at some point and put their names down… you-…you cared. Some people don’t have that…sometimes. They don’t have a soul on Earth caring for them.” She muttered, hesitant on her words but still genuine.

“You care so much, and I love you for that,” Maki squeezed the hand she had, keeping it close to her chest as she felt herself breathe a little bit deeper.  “But we lost so much because we had so much to lose… I am just here to give you back a little bit of precious merchandise.”

“It makes me not want to own anything ever again.” Auburn admits. “Just have you and the girls, no things, no possessions, just squirrel us all away somewhere safe.” She sighs deep and resigned. “‘But we all have jobs to do. I’m sure they’re out there doing theirs.” 

“But anyway.” She wraps her arms around Maki again, puts her chin on her head and rocks her side to side. “What do you say we go meet a lady and her bird?” She’s composed herself now, let the tension leave her and drain out through the hug. It’s not okay, nothing is okay, but she’s taped up the broken pieces for the time being. Pushing the problem till later. But they’re both doing that, aren’t they? There will be time for healing soon.

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I think I’m going to gradually phase this blog out.

A lot of reasons, some being its so difficult to find good partners in this community, and I mean good people. Anyone I’ve had a thread with has been wonderful, but the clique tendencies are too much and too vulgar.

Mix that with not having very much time with current work, and soon with school, I’m going to not start any new threads that haven’t been previously discussed, just gonna keep things calm and wrap up what I have. I want to finish these before I graduate, and finish them happily where both sides are satisfied, it seems only fair. 

I haven’t decided yet if I’ll deactivate when it’s done, but I have time to think on that.

It’s been a good run, but I’m on the road to greener pastures. Sometimes things shift and you adjust to accommodate. Doesn’t mean the past time wasn’t any less wonderful! <3

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Maki took her time getting up from her spot, brushing off the dirt that clung on her while she noted all of those who made their way to this place, Amanda in particular. She was the first to make a prosthetic for her, a hand in place of her missing one. Maki guessed an arm would be a bit more difficult than that. But for now, she was very interested in this Hawthorne person. She has a hawk, for Traveler’s sake.

Keeping still as Auburn rested her head on her, Maki gave a soft shrug while she leaned her head on hers. “Good as good can get right now. Just a few days ago I felt ripped apart by everything that happened. No one prepares for their world to turn upside down…” She explained with hesitation and a hint of uncertainty, “… but you are here, and Shaxx and Amanda and Tyra Karn are here. That means that the world hasn’t gone completely to shit yet. It means the world to me that you are by my side now, I mean it.”

Watching others move on about their day, carrying supplies or talking amongst themselves, Maki took the moment and asked the same question. “And you? How are you, in all of this?”

Auburn took a deep sigh, let that speak for itself. “I’m trying not to think about it too hard, honestly. Honestly...” She took the moment to start thinking, felt the headache coming back on. “I just want to curl up and sleep it all away. I didn’t have much in the city. A needle, some thread, my...oh.” She put a hand over her mouth, tears gathering at her eyes as she remembered. 

“My mark, with all the names. I stitched in names of everyone I remembered, into that. Yours was there, and Eyahn and Selene and...” She sniffed, and wiped her eyes. “Well. I guess I had to let that go someday. Who am I kidding, quasi-immortal trying to remember everyone I ever met that left an impression? That’s gonna get impossible real fast.”

“I guess I just keep.... remembering, more things that we won’t get back. It was all so fast I didn’t have time to take stock of the loss and now that I can breathe again I feel like there’s holes in me, things missing from the days that go by.” She leveled her voice, looking at Maki fondly and taking her hand. “But you filled a big one. The biggest.”

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Stealth Mission

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☼ - The Speaker looks down at Zufash, who still won’t meet his eyes.  He sighs, keeping his hands on her shoulders, and looking between her and Eyahn.  “I am not ignorant of Vanguard operations, Eyahn.  I know what your missions entail, though I do not know the specifics of this one.  I can only assume it was dangerous, else you would not be sent out.”

He sighs, drawing a hand down over tired features.  He’s obviously been worried sick about Zufash.  “I thank you for looking after her, and I am sorry she followed you.  I assure you, it will not happen again.”  He gives his daughter a pointed look, before looking up at Eyahn again.

“Sorry, Eyahn,” Zufash adds, looking sheepish.

“I want you to be honest with me, how much danger was she in?” the Speaker asks, worry crossing his features.

Eyahn frowned, weighing thoughts. "The only shots fired were mine. It was clean.” Had Eyahn not been there... well Zufash wouldn’t have either. But she felt no guilt for what was out of her control. She had been preforming her duties to the letter, and the mission was a flawless success, even despite the interruption. “I will not be followed next time.” She nodded curtly. Cayde had said she could tell the Speaker her mission if he asked directly. So far, nothing had been direct, so she kept her cards close to her chest.

“Star will tell you when we are playing.” She nodded to the little girl, figuring that should solve future problems.

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With the far-off shuffling and strain of the hammock, Maki quietly acknowledged that it must’ve been Auburn stirring as she kept her eyes forward, finishing her cigarette. As always, she snuffed out the bud beside her in the dirt and stuffed it back into the pack.

The morning mist had begun to fade along with her own cloud of cigar smoke, and as the sky turned into its usual blue hue, Maki struggled to think of what she would need to do first. Her wounds were treated, despite the aches, but it still meant that she would have to refrain from the more active tasks. She instantly hated that idea. On the other hand, meeting the people in charge and possibly getting some communication going in her division would be very nice. Whatever she decided, Maki knew that she had to get to that shard somehow. Not only did the absence of light bother her, the implications on what her body might do without it is another thing she shunned from her mind space.

Her thoughts brought her back to the present as Auburn called out “Louis” seemingly out of nowhere. Maki was deeply confused until the titan pointed out the bird keeping close to the camp. She would have thought it to be just some sort of hawk from the forest. “This Hawthrone has a hawk? Oh now I have to meet her,” She confirmed, hopping up with excitement written on her face.

Auburn stood from the hammock, making sure the blankets fell into it and kept off the ground. She picked her way over to Maki, still barefoot in the morning, braving the cold ground and pine needles. “We can go see her whenever you’re ready, she’s an early riser. Amanda’s here too, and Shaxx and Tess, and Tyra Karn from the Iron Temple. Quite a cluster have made it.” She rubbed her eyes, wiping away the sleep and morning wetness.

She stifled a little yawn, wrapping her arms around herself and just enjoying Maki’s presence in the world, surrounded by the morning fog of the forest.

“How are you feeling?” She asked gently, shuffling a little closer to rest her chin on Maki’s shoulder, leaning into her partner.

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please reblog this if you are a destiny roleplaying blog.

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This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.

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☼ - Zufash gives Iona a concerned look, giving a soft hum.  “That sounds like a very rehearsed line, Iona.  The people down in the City are important, but you have to remember, that we, as Guardians, are people too.  We live and breathe just as they do, in a different way, yes, but we are all people.”

“It gets easier, to imagine life for people down in the City, when you start thinking of yourself as a person, too.  Not just a drone born to serve,” she says gently.

She watches the buildings grow bigger as the elevator descends the Tower, turning to look at Iona when she poses her question.  “I was thinking we could go to a park first.  There will be people there, enough to get you accustomed to their presence.  Then we could head to the markets near the Tower, which are a little more crowded.”

Iona absorbs the thoughts and considers them. “Yes, we are all people, with jobs, and mine is this. I don’t resent that.”

She listens and skim-reads the safety precautions plastered on the wall of the elevator, as a distraction for the long ride. “Alright.” She agrees, content to follow anywhere. It feels a bit like Zufash is easing her into something, like standing up to your ankles in a cold ocean before diving in. She appreciated it, even if it felt like she didn’t need it. Zufash was certainly considerate, and there was no reason for Iona to be upset by that.

Reaching the lobby, however, she began to see it differently. The burst of noise and bustle as the elevator doors opened was enough to raise her eyebrows a fraction.

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Stealth Mission

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☼ - Zufash doesn’t quite understand the conversation between Eyahn and Cayde, but she supposes she’s not meant to.  She simply clenches the older Guardian’s hand as they make their way through the hangar, giving Cayde a sheepish smile.

When they reach the plaza Zufash can finally sense her father.  She senses his worry, his anxiety, and knows that it’s her fault he’s feeling that way.  She shrinks against Eyahn’s side as they finally enter Tower North and head towards the Observatory.

Her father has obviously sensed her coming, and descends the stairs of the study immediately, rushing over to Zufash and Eyahn.  He kneels down in front of his daughter and wraps his arms around her, holding her close.

“Thank the Light, thank the Light,” the Speaker breathes.  He looks around to make sure they’re alone and takes off the mask, his Ghost transmatting it away.  His Ghost closes the doors briefly, so they may have some privacy.

He looks up at Eyahn, his expression one of relief. “Thank you, for bringing her back to me.”  He places both his hands on either side of Zufash’s face, looking her in the eyes.  “Zufash, what were you thinking?”

“I’m sorry,” the girl whispers, sniffling.  “I’m so sorry.”

“You could have been killed, Zufash.  Light, why did I let you out of my sight?”  He stands, grasping one of his daughter’s hands like it’s a lifeline.  “What happened?” he asks Eyahn, bringing Zufash to stand in front of him and putting his hands on her shoulders.  The girl has the sense to look ashamed.

Eyahn narrowed her eyes at the comment of “being killed” wondering just how much the speaker knew of Cayde’s operations. Despite his demeanor, she knew her Vanguard was almost as good at keeping secrets as she was, and she knew she hadn’t told anyone where she was going or what she was doing.

“I was on assignment. She... found me. There was no trouble.” She insisted.  Her lips are pursed and her face is barren, Eyahn is perfect at her craft. She won’t let anything out, unless the Speaker already knows some other way. 

“She was with me much of the time, and was not a problem.” She added, trying to assure him everything was okay, in hopes of not letting her little friend get into too much trouble.

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Maki didn't realize she needed the sleep that badly until she came to and immediately strained to see or hear what would have awakened her. It still seemed dark, but alongside the quiet breaths right next to her and the faint rustling of trees, there were people beginning to shuffle around, moving out or past tents. She guessed that it must’ve been an appropriate time for waking, so as silent as she could, Maki crawled out of the hammock and stood up, watching some folks walk out to start some sort of morning routine.

The wind is blowing upstream. Perfect. The hunter thought, sitting beside a tree accordingly. Last thing she wanted to do was blow smoke in Auburn’s direction. She didn’t dare stray far, but she found a tree that was distant enough to keep herself from disturbing anyone else and also keep an eye on the hammock. Taking a cigarette from the worn and peeling pack on her lap, Maki held it in her teeth while she lit it with the only lighter she ever had, very satisfied in the warm, ashy scent that filled her nose and mouth.

It took her a few hours to realize it, but she spotted the familiar brightening of the sky, and the subtle change of colors take over the pitch black void. Her cigarette, as slow as she was to take it, was starting to run out. She only had eight of them left. It made Maki think: It wasn’t something that she had out of her control, and it was never really a problem when Casper was around. But now, there was always something in the back of her mind that pulled her to those urges. And of course, she had it taken care of when she smoked. But now there were only eight times in which she could take care of it. She could always try to find more. But if she didn’t? Maki wondered what that little something in the back of her mind would do. It was intimidating to be sure.

As it had been happening since the city fell, Auburn woke with a gentle jolt. No noise or motion woke her, she just opened her eyes and knew it was time. She closed them again in protest, but her body had already roused itself, her mind already trickling through a list of things that needed to be done. She ran a hand through her hair and sat up, expertly balancing in the hammock she’d grown used to. Swinging her legs over the side, she sat for a moment, rubbing a strange sensation out of her arm, like the pins and needles you got when you tucked a leg under you for too long. The absence of weight and warmth...

There was half a faint smell in the air, Auburn realized, as she opened her eyes and saw Maki a few paces away in the misty morning, wreathed in the haze of the forest as much as her cigarettes. The morning sun painted the fog pale oranges and Auburn remembered Maki and golden martian sand. She drew the blankets around her shoulders and kicked her legs, rocking the hammock like a swing and watching her partner with a lazy smile, forgetting whatever had been on her mind when she woke.

A shadow passed overhead, a bird in flight. Auburn looked up in time to catch russet tail-feathers and called out, “Louis!” The hawk paid no heed, continued his swoop across the camp. Distantly, others called his name as well.

“That’s Hawthrone’s bird.” She explained. “He’s quite popular around here.”

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She recalled screaming as she left the city. She roared and cried as she walked into the forest. She never stopped moving forward but her fury lasted long after they arrived at the snowy plains. “I remember I was angry. It was a stupid anger, the type that you blame everything but yourself. But I was a lot of other things too… ah, it doesn’t matter right now.” Maki sighed, feeling the rare pang of regret she had for her actions. But she was in the present now, and she kept her hope that she could come back to the guardian she once was.

The hunter made a noise of agreement and closed her eyes, letting herself take in the little sensations as she welcomed sleep for the first time in weeks. “Mmm… I miss them too. Someday, yeah, we’ll go. Together.”

She felt Maki go quiet and still, and lay awake in the non-silence. Nearby were the noises of the camp, even dimmed in the twilight as people fell asleep. Around them, more potent, were the sounds of the forest, the creak of the hammock’s ropes and the whispers of breath and hum of fabric. There was such peace Auburn felt like she was falling into a sea of bliss. The emotion and exhaustion rose up and in the dark she started to cry. She managed to keep silent but couldn’t avoid the deep breaths she needed, hoping Maki wouldn’t be disturbed. She hadn’t cried very much in a while, and the relief and happiness was enough to do it.

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Maki took in a deep breath, shifting just a bit so that her only arm rested on her chest and that her head lying near Auburn’s shoulder. “That’s… good, that’s good. I’m glad Scout’s with you,” She said in a quiet yet assured tone, “I’ve heard others that weren’t so lucky.”

“Casper’s been the same way, for the most part,” Maki nudged her head to the side, gesturing to the packs that she had strapped to her prior, one of them presumably containing a ghost. “He was quite… lively when we were still trapped in the city. Soon as we left the walls he sort of stopped talking to me. Later he wouldn’t respond at all, like he went into hibernation mode or something. Can ghosts even do that? But yeah, I’m just letting him sort himself out. ‘Was hard, getting used to the silence without him.” Out in the countryside, in the wilderness, Maki remembered that losing Casper and being very, very alone was harder than she thought it would be. It hit her hard for the first few moments. But then she realized how she never wanted to feel that sense of abandonment, and trudged on, just to keep hope. She didn’t like that part of her journey at all.

“I know he’d be ecstatic to see that you’re here too though. He’d be bouncing around for sure.”

Auburn listened quietly, soaking in Maki’s presence. “I’m sorry. I’m sure he didn’t mean to, the Light.... losing it must have hurt them so much.” She breathed sorrowfully, avoiding mentioning how painful it was for herself, and she assumed it must have been for Maki. Auburn had vomited for minutes, the sensation of something being removed from the inside out too great and traumatic.

“They say that shard is bleeding light, that it’s god guardian-fulls just ready for you. I’ve been busy here, taking care of things, helping as many people as I can. But I’ve always felt it’s pull. Someday, when we’re ready, we should go.” She murmured. “Get our boys back in the air. I miss them.”

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Astrid continued leading alongside Shea down a path to…who knew where, but it felt like the longest time. There were still gleaming trees and bark around them at least, even when the sun started coming down. They were eventually heading to the path of familiar Tower territory. It didn’t take too much for her to keep focus in picking flowers, choosing which color suited which. This continued for some time, with the young one trying to incite small talk with quiet Eyahn when she could, and when she wasn’t failing in weaving up the wreath.

Astrid’s crown array was primarily warm colors, she noticed, and she looked on to see Eyahn’s color palette of flowers for her crown. The Awoken’s wreath looked to be delicately and precisely woven together, each flower matching and sitting atop beautifully. She looked back to hers (which wasn’t terrible, but not the best) and gleamed back to Eyahn with careful green eyes.

“How do you make it look that nice?” she says, somewhat still foreign to the concept of putting together a crown.

“They need lots to fit together.” She showed how she picked a flower way at the base, keeping the stem very long, and then stripped it of most of it’s leaves. “Short braids are difficult. Long stay.”

She seemed to go deeper into thought, like there were extra meaning to her words. “Many long lives make a strong rope.” She produced a flower that had a short stem, by nature, and wove it into the braid of longer ones. It stayed, because of those around it. “Smaller ones help build, but need long ones to anchor.”

She held up the garland she had so far. “It is like a bulwark, see? And Shaxx loves bulwarks.”