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Frontinus et infestati || Eirhol and Xue
||continuation of http://immortalfoulness.tumblr.com/post/98741381058/ Technical diffuculties kept occuring for me so this is one of the only solutions.|| A silvery brow of the corrupted frost would rise as he would listen to the infested males stories, most noticable this until this point most hidden gesture of the frozen vanguard would become however as soon as Eirhol would mention two names that Xue long ago had heard of last, the names of Werhin and Wehnit. Xue remembered these two well, one clad in black and crimson,shock running through his just as well as his enemies veins as the young tenno released waves of surging energy into their bodies, the other however, Wehnit, burning those that had survived with unrelenting force of fire, not even leaving a pile of ashes behind once she was done. "Weh...nit.." The corrupted uttered absent minded, only noticing such mistake of his once it was too late already. Hrm..from what he could remember the two siblings had been the true Xue's friends back then, a trio just as deadly as the Grustrag 3, if not even more deadly than them. Ahh..but these times were long over, especially for Xue who had become more and more lonely the more time Wehnit had spent around the brainless monkey Faustus that would thrown himself at every being with any kind of orifice, serving as his personal cum dump whenever he would desire to release his mortal needs. A shame..truly, soon enough he would have to rip this poor tenno apart, but first he would make him suffer by taking any remains of Wehnit only to turn them to dust infront of his very eyes..ahaha.. Xue soon enough would snap out of his imagination, tilting his head ever so slightly so that his one revealed eye was gazing directly at the infested Trinity, shining in a tone more golden and intense than even Eirhols own eye was glowing. The corrupteds lips only would part to speak, this act neatly covered by a more than conveniently used mask, allowing him to spend some time outside of the void without having to turn the surrounding energy into it. After all..such an act would only create much unneeded attention..a thing that Xue could neither need nor wanted. "So...you killed...these two...I had wondered...why their energies...have returned...to the eternal stream...of souls. It...appears however...that Werhin...still wanders...around...in this existance...I suppose...it was your...work too.. Anyways...why...do you...limit...yourself...to the meek..and pathetic...specimen...of tenno? I am...confused...as to why...you would waste...your potential..on them" @immortalfoulness
"You .. are you .. Eirhol?" A voice as cold and emotionless as ice itself echoed from behind the infested humanoid creature. "If so .. I have something ... to talk about .. with you"
The Infested male could only smile as he heared the corrupted voice behind him. "Oh, yes, yes I am.." He slowly turned to face the other person, he felt it, he could smell it.
"Yes?.. I’m listening."
Golden pools of radience gazed at the infested ambassador, threat to a majority of tenno living in the sol system for there was no definite way to eliminate the potential threat that this..fungus as he was called by some of the betrayers in jest and mockery, was. While he was a threat to those that had sworn to protect this system and uphold the balance that reigned over this universe in a most bizarre way, he should not be a ghreat to those that basically worked with him, behind the curtains away from all the attention of course. Maybe this fungus could become an ally of sorts in the corrupteds fight to claim dominance over this system to restore the greatness of the orokin, if not he just as well would be turned into a mere statue of ice that no one, not even the mightiest blade or flame could break.
"An infested.. running around like tenno..hunting them down...or at least trying to..I know about you...Eirhol...the voices of the void...are telling tales of you...I must utter...my utmost interest...in your being..."
With calm steps the former prime, clad entirely in a robe that was more than able to hide his altered suit and more importantly his face, for those unworthy of gazing into the voids walkers expressionless facade was not permitted to lay their eyes upon it either. Eirhol, despite the things that Xue had heard about him, was not worthy, after all...the orokin had evolved the virus which had brought Eirhol to life anyways, and while the corrupted frost was no orokin himself he had gathered more than enough knowledge about how to destroy the technocyte once it would be necessary to do so. Now however was not the time for such an act, the infestation was quite adorable in its own, wicked way.
"Pray tell..how..many tenno...have fallen prey...to your powers already? A mere few...a few dozen...hundreds...of these despicable....pests perhaps? Enlighten me...creature of the technocyte.."
"Is that you....?" The Frost Prime asked, while he was taking off his helmet to reveal who he was. He was looking only on the other's Frost Prome's back but he knew it was his youngest brother...
There was no answer, not a single sound to be heard as the corrupted prime was opposing his brother in silence. It had been ages since Xue last had seen Triol and Jack, so very, very long. It felt almos..surreal to see his older brother here in this frozen exile of his, a former orokin tower which powers had only fueled the corrupted ones own, boosted them to a level far beyond a feeble tennos imagination. Heh..time to greet his family it would seem..
The altered frame of the primed frost turned as an almost eerie sight wouldbe bestowed upon Triol. There was no sign of Xues warframe left, only the shells of his victims forming a new suit for him, almost having a..draconic shape to it as the golden shine of three golden keys to the vast infinity of the void. The corrupted’s icy maw nearly sprung open as a pair of icy blue eyes gazed down upon the older brother of Xue.
"Triol..brother..what are you…doing here..? Why…have..you…invaded…my realm?"
Triol was silent as he was listening to Xue’s words. He felt that cold, he felt how almost empty the other Frost was, it was not painful, but even him could feel that he is much, much colder than he ever was.
"I…I don’t know….he only left letter….like if he….wanted to end his life in a mission….I…I don’t know…..I don’t understand it…I just…." He went silent a bit. "I just don’t want to lose you too…Xue….please…."
He was almost about to cry, but he still was kind of able to hide it. "I never…I…ugh.." The Frost was not able to speak as he was trying to calm himself down. "I don’t know, I never found his body, nothing… only the letter he left… he just… He just disappeared, but when I was able to contact his com, he never replied.. it was empty.."
The corrupted tenno would merely gaze at his brother as he would speak about Jack only leaving a letter behind in order to inform his siblings that he had left this world, only leaving one question behind, at least for Xue that is. What if he did not die yet? What if someone ambushed him while he attempted to get rid off his entire existance for a reason that was beyong the young voidborns understanding? Or if Jack got captured by the Grineer or Corpus in the process much rather than them or him just killing him off for good? The possibilities were slim, admittedly, but after all..Jack could be alive still, wether he was or not didnt matter to Xue in the end though. He would search for him nonetheless, for at least if Jack had no reason to tell his brothers about his problems that lead to his demise, or to him attempting to reach it for that matter, he at the very least should have a reason to be remembered. after all..a creature from the void forgets easily about those that once were their allies, not even Xue was an exception from this rule
Xue reached out to place a hand upon the cheek of his brother, wanting to eradicate the soft whimpering and heavily beating heart of Triol and calm him down. The pale light that was somehow able to trespass the thick layer of blackened ice, adorned with speckles of gold and yellow mixed into this beautifully magnificence; was shining down upon the two ever so gently, a few flakes of ice and snow floating through the cold air emitted by none but the voidborn prime himself. Of course..Xue could sense that his brother, usually so concerned about himself and himself only being so close to crying, whereas he could not even show the slightest hint of sadness. Truly..Xue was missing his dearest brother Jack as much as anyone would do with supposedly dead members of their family, but sadly the void had taken his emotion and replaced them with apathy and a power beyond any imagination.
''͡C̨a̛lm҉ yo͘u̵r̷s͝el̷f.͠..̴Triol. ͝Ţh͡ę ͢v͞o̸i̵d҉.̸.͡.d͞ev͠ơưrs.͞.̴.t̷h̕o͟s͜e ͟w̛h͠o̡ da̛r̀e̵..͘.show͢ e̴mot͘io͟n̸s.͘.͏.̸I ca̛n̶ se̴n̸s̸e ͡i̷t...alrea͜ḑy w̵a҉n͝ţìng...̛t̸o g̛n͢a̕w̴ on̛ you.́..to͠ ma͠ke ̛y͘ou..̷.̧òne͞ ̶of͡ ͢us̡...͢
How͠.̴.̨.dǫ ͘y͠ơu҉ k͟now̧.̨.́.t͝hat ̷Ja͢c̵k̛...͞.i͏s̛ ͞de͘ad.͠..̸any̨wáy͟s͞..͝.b͞r̴ot͏her? ̴Could̛.̛.̧.it͟ no͏t̢ b̧e.͜.͢..̴t̴ḩat͟ ͝o̴ne...of͢ y̡òur kin͠s̕ ͡e̴ńem͡ies.̶.̶..̨hàs͠ t̀ak̢en͢ h͞i͏m͠..? ́Ćo̕u͏l̛d iţ..҉.͘n͠o͜t̷ ͡b͜e̡.̸..th͜at͡ he.̛..͟w͜a̷s̸ ̕t͘a͞ken̸....̧hǫs͏t͞a̶g̷é..̛.̷.b̛ef̧ore..̛..͠h̷e̴ c͟o͢ưld ̢fi͠nish.͜..ḩis ̛a͞t͟t͢e҉mp͠te͟d͡.̀...s̸u̧ic̵ìdè? ́What͝...́i͜f͝ ͝he͢ wa̛s.͞.̴..͠str͞ip͝p͟ęd....͡of h͏i̴s̵ equi͠pm͢ent..̧.͢.͡a̧nd̕ s͡o.̵.̡..c̕ould ̢no̧t...̵a͜ns͝w͞er ͟y͠o͠u?̀ ̡Ha͞ve̢..̸..bee͘n͟ sea͡r͘c̴hing.̶..fo̧r ̴his ́co͠rp̕se̵.҉.͠.or...̴.́h̷a͘vę ̛yòu̸.͢.̶.̧.͡n̕o͏t? ͘Te͞ll҉ me...̵b͜r͢ot̨h̸er..̶''
// Forgot to post this.. Im eotking on Xue now..- vapidus-frontinus ugh—-
||Well, so instead of working on my blog I made Xue using this Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp.
Headcanon Meme Time!
⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do
⏀ describe their usual smile
⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?
❧ describe their usual sleeping position
✑ describe something they like without naming it
✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?
❖ describe their hands
❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying
§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?
❤ describe how they show affection.
✭ what is one of their favorite items?
"Is that you....?" The Frost Prime asked, while he was taking off his helmet to reveal who he was. He was looking only on the other's Frost Prome's back but he knew it was his youngest brother...
There was no answer, not a single sound to be heard as the corrupted prime was opposing his brother in silence. It had been ages since Xue last had seen Triol and Jack, so very, very long. It felt almos..surreal to see his older brother here in this frozen exile of his, a former orokin tower which powers had only fueled the corrupted ones own, boosted them to a level far beyond a feeble tennos imagination. Heh..time to greet his family it would seem..
The altered frame of the primed frost turned as an almost eerie sight wouldbe bestowed upon Triol. There was no sign of Xues warframe left, only the shells of his victims forming a new suit for him, almost having a..draconic shape to it as the golden shine of three golden keys to the vast infinity of the void. The corrupted’s icy maw nearly sprung open as a pair of icy blue eyes gazed down upon the older brother of Xue.
"Triol..brother..what are you…doing here..? Why…have..you…invaded…my realm?"
The Frost Prime was stunned by everything, but nothing could stop him now, he just made really quick move to wrap arms around his youngest brother to hug him really tightly, Triol almost started to crym because he was somehow happy.
"I….." He didn’t know what to say when Xue asked him about Jack, Triol was just silent for few minutes after which he pressed their bodies together even tighter.
"Jack…. is gone Xue…….I am so sorry to say this …..I.. can’t believe it myself…."
A curious tilt of his head was the only reply given by thevoidborn atrocity as his brother began to hug him, his entire body being as cold as the endless depths of space as Triol was to touch Xue. The young disciple of the orokin, or at least what was left of them after the great downfall of their empire a thousand years ago, was wearing an altered frame with three legendary keys embedded into it, giving the former frost a power beyond any imagination, but still..every little touch was icy. Where once a warm friendly heart was beat8ng, now nothing but void remained.
However..even this void still seemed to remember Xue’s older brother Jack, for as soon as Triol mentioned him being dead the whole area was to freeze even further. So..Jack was dead..huh? How had he died, had it been another tenno that slew him, had it been one of the three different hunters of tennokind, Stalker, the Gustrag Three or Alad V’s lapdog Zanuka? Or..had it been Jack himself whom had chose to end his life? Ah..so many questions, so little time..
"͢I̶̴̕ ̀ś̵͟e͞e͘͢"
The boy spoke up, a voice most emotionless, most apathetic echoing throughout the empty halls of his frozen exile as he did so, his oceanic blue eyes gazing at the other in surprise. There was no pained expression in Xues eyes, no sadness, no regret of not saying farewell to his big brother, only the luminescent glow of the abyss of the orokin that surged through the very same.
"̸Wh̴ó…͡en̨d̴ed…hi̷s̶ ̧l͏if̨e͏…b҉r͟oth̛er?"
It was no needed answer to Xue, for truly it wouldnt matter much in the end. It mattered as little to him as the one whom had scarred Triols face, but if there was any humanity left in the iceborn then truly..it was a question worth asking. After all..despite his old life and all those involved in it didnt matter to him even a little bit, his brothers were still sacred to the young corrupted, knowing that they had been there for him even in the hardest times, only the three of them and no other tenno.
"W̛h̀e̛re…̸ha͢ve̵…̶y҉ou…͡b͜ur̷ie͝d͠ ̢hi̴m̢…͜T͘rio͟l? ̸I͠…͠wa̴n͘t…̡t̀o̡ ̷pa͝y…Jack̡ mỳ ͞r҉esp͡eçt́…͜a̡n̴d…say ̢góòdb̢ye҉…t̕ó ̴h́i͏m̛…f͡or Í ͡co̕uld ͠not…as̸ ͞h͜e…̢s̡til͞l̛ ͡li͏v͞ed"
"Is that you....?" The Frost Prime asked, while he was taking off his helmet to reveal who he was. He was looking only on the other's Frost Prome's back but he knew it was his youngest brother...
There was no answer, not a single sound to be heard as the corrupted prime was opposing his brother in silence. It had been ages since Xue last had seen Triol and Jack, so very, very long. It felt almos..surreal to see his older brother here in this frozen exile of his, a former orokin tower which powers had only fueled the corrupted ones own, boosted them to a level far beyond a feeble tennos imagination. Heh..time to greet his family it would seem..
The altered frame of the primed frost turned as an almost eerie sight wouldbe bestowed upon Triol. There was no sign of Xues warframe left, only the shells of his victims forming a new suit for him, almost having a..draconic shape to it as the golden shine of three golden keys to the vast infinity of the void. The corrupted’s icy maw nearly sprung open as a pair of icy blue eyes gazed down upon the older brother of Xue.
"Triol..brother..what are you…doing here..? Why…have..you…invaded…my realm?"
The red eyed Frost Prime stood here, eyes wide ipened as his helmet was falling down from his hands. "X….Xue…?…" He couldn’t believe his eyes, his youngest brother was here, but he looked like absolutely different person….was it still him?…Or not?.. What the hell happened, Triol was confused.
He didn’t even reply to the other’s one question, he just made more steps closer to him. "What happened to you Xue?!" Fear filled his eyes, because he already lost one of his brothers and Xue was the last one standin there, and now he doesn’t even look like Xue….
Xue merely extracted a clawed gauntlet of his a strong barrier of none but the purest void energy guarding the frozen hunter as his dearest brother took a few steps towards him. He just couldnt help but to laugh at his trvial question, the ice that protected Xue’s frame from the sights of some all too curious eyes just as well as it did with keeping damage away from him; cracking with every little move that the corrupted tenno made, shards of his icy skin constantly falling to the ground as the tennos malevolent laughter echoed throughout the empty halls of his home.
"Isn’t it..beautiful..brother? I have…become…one with..the power..of the orokin..their strength..is mine..and mine..alone..ah..haha.."
Xue would lean his head closer to his dearest brothers helmetless face as his visors would retract from the mecha-like suit that he now possessed, the machine of his now resting underneath its pale owners hands. The sight of xues bare face would be even more obscure. While the deep, oceanic blue of his eyes had not faded, all life that once was so obvious in them long since had dissipated. His face was split apart by the signs of the orokin, lines that were traveling down his eyes, throat and whole body in general. Truly..if one was to compare the former Xue with the current one..you would notice the rather..obvious differences between these two selves.
"Now..tell me…brother..how..have..you found me..?"
The Forst was just standing there looking at his brother, looking for the right words to use. "Beautiful… yes…yes it is but….how?…." He asked again and then Triol looked deep into the other one eyes, making one more step closer and then moving his hand to touch his little brother.
"I…..I was…on way to.. do something..I can’t even remember what was that.. and when I saw this…frozen orokin Tower…. I felt something so important… I had to go and look around and… I found you… you my little brother…Oh my gods! I…I dunno what to say… "
Triol didn’t know if he have to smile or cry, or how should he react, but now he just wanted to hug Xue, even tho he look absolutely different.
As soon as Triol was to gaze into the neverending abyss of Xues empty, cold eyes the frozen vanguard closed the very same. It had been ages since Triol and him had last been this close to one another, only a thin barrier of destructive void energy between the two as one brother looked at the other, wondering as to what had happened to the other. If Triol would inspect his youngest brother closer he would clearly see the tired expression of Xue. He was so tired..so very..very tired of this existance, empty and without a purpose other than to turn every intruder of this tower into a frozen statue that forevermore was to hold the painful, scared or even happy expression that they had in the moment of their demise. Ahh..such fragile beauty..ahaha..
Xue would drop the voids guard around him as his brother extracted his hand to touch him, allowing the older Frost to do exactly that. Xue would feel cold..very cold, more cold than even a corpse. If Triol would notice? After all..he too was a primed Frost, someone that constantly was using the cold to best his enemies and eliminate them. Hm..maybe..maybbe Triols hand would bring some warmth back to his youngest siblings cheek? Who knew..
"Brother...what happened...to Jack...why...is he...not with you...? Tell me....brother..."
★
★ - sad headcanonXue long since has forgotten how it feels to be sad, his whole existence had been empty from one certain point in his life on. The powers that the void have given him, the advanced, more powerful might of the once so watchful guardian has left him even more empty. The only one to thaw his frozen heart is dead by now, Wehnit, at least in the former Frosts mind. Wether she truly had died or still lived wasnt clear for him, but since her energy was not trackable anymore the corrupted tenno assumed her dead.
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"Is that you....?" The Frost Prime asked, while he was taking off his helmet to reveal who he was. He was looking only on the other's Frost Prome's back but he knew it was his youngest brother...
There was no answer, not a single sound to be heard as the corrupted prime was opposing his brother in silence. It had been ages since Xue last had seen Triol and Jack, so very, very long. It felt almos..surreal to see his older brother here in this frozen exile of his, a former orokin tower which powers had only fueled the corrupted ones own, boosted them to a level far beyond a feeble tennos imagination. Heh..time to greet his family it would seem..
The altered frame of the primed frost turned as an almost eerie sight wouldbe bestowed upon Triol. There was no sign of Xues warframe left, only the shells of his victims forming a new suit for him, almost having a..draconic shape to it as the golden shine of three golden keys to the vast infinity of the void. The corrupted’s icy maw nearly sprung open as a pair of icy blue eyes gazed down upon the older brother of Xue.
"Triol..brother..what are you…doing here..? Why…have..you…invaded…my realm?"
The red eyed Frost Prime stood here, eyes wide ipened as his helmet was falling down from his hands. "X….Xue…?…" He couldn’t believe his eyes, his youngest brother was here, but he looked like absolutely different person….was it still him?…Or not?.. What the hell happened, Triol was confused.
He didn’t even reply to the other’s one question, he just made more steps closer to him. "What happened to you Xue?!" Fear filled his eyes, because he already lost one of his brothers and Xue was the last one standin there, and now he doesn’t even look like Xue….
Xue merely extracted a clawed gauntlet of his a strong barrier of none but the purest void energy guarding the frozen hunter as his dearest brother took a few steps towards him. He just couldnt help but to laugh at his trvial question, the ice that protected Xue's frame from the sights of some all too curious eyes just as well as it did with keeping damage away from him; cracking with every little move that the corrupted tenno made, shards of his icy skin constantly falling to the ground as the tennos malevolent laughter echoed throughout the empty halls of his home.
"Isn't it..beautiful..brother? I have...become...one with..the power..of the orokin..their strength..is mine..and mine..alone..ah..haha.."
Xue would lean his head closer to his dearest brothers helmetless face as his visors would retract from the mecha-like suit that he now possessed, the machine of his now resting underneath its pale owners hands. The sight of xues bare face would be even more obscure. While the deep, oceanic blue of his eyes had not faded, all life that once was so obvious in them long since had dissipated. His face was split apart by the signs of the orokin, lines that were traveling down his eyes, throat and whole body in general. Truly..if one was to compare the former Xue with the current one..you would notice the rather..obvious differences between these two selves.
"Now..tell me...brother..how..have..you found me..?"
"Is that you....?" The Frost Prime asked, while he was taking off his helmet to reveal who he was. He was looking only on the other's Frost Prome's back but he knew it was his youngest brother...
There was no answer, not a single sound to be heard as the corrupted prime was opposing his brother in silence. It had been ages since Xue last had seen Triol and Jack, so very, very long. It felt almos..surreal to see his older brother here in this frozen exile of his, a former orokin tower which powers had only fueled the corrupted ones own, boosted them to a level far beyond a feeble tennos imagination. Heh..time to greet his family it would seem..The altered frame of the primed frost turned as an almost eerie sight wouldbe bestowed upon Triol. There was no sign of Xues warframe left, only the shells of his victims forming a new suit for him, almost having a..draconic shape to it as the golden shine of three golden keys to the vast infinity of the void. The corrupted's icy maw nearly sprung open as a pair of icy blue eyes gazed down upon the older brother of Xue. "Triol..brother..what are you...doing here..? Why...have..you...invaded...my realm?"
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