what if you didn’t have to worry, and you could just cut out the BULLSHIT and do good recklessly? the guardian, as loved by lucretia.
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driiftcr :// drifter
“You sealed your fate when you sided with the Vanguard, snitch” . Sure, the name calling wouldn’t help his case. He could capitalize in a little guilt to make them understand the Praxic rat was not the smartest choice or any solution whatsoever, but he wouldn’t take anyone back. Not without a worthy sacrifice.
“Aunor doesn’t seem to get that part! You sold your fate to what you thought was the lesser evil, and now you realize the mistake you made? Too bad I don’t take snitches back”.
“i didn’t know it was for aunor!” julia’s voice nearly trembles as she steps forward, hands falling to her side. bright eyes soften, then fall away. “i didn’t even want to pick a side, but everyone is looking to me for answers and all that bullshit. and you put me on the spot! so i thought, hey! show people that it’s okay to be unified. show people that ikora and zavala aren’t here to sell us out, or whatever the fuck else people are thinkin’.”
she puts her hands on her hips. “but that bitch doesn’t even have faith in the vanguard! she said it herself! i have her messages all saved, and she...” for a moment, the guardian’s face falls. hatred sparkles behind her gaze. the savior of the red war, the young wolf, cayde’s avenger-- she has felt anger before, but never like this. never such a betrayal. “i’m not here for aunor. i’m not here to pick anyone’s side. but i especially am not trying to side with ANYONE who thinks ikora and zavala aren’t trying their best.”
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Ginnifer Goodwin as Gigi Phillips in He’s Just Not That Into You (2009)
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driiftcr :// brother, please.
“You broke my heart, sister! I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive you”.
“whoa, whoa, whoa! my dude, my bro! i never agreed to be a pawn in any of this.” frantic hands wave in front of her, a frown forming. “i only said i was with zavala and ikora. i don’t even KNOW who this aunor is, much less why she has it out for you.”
say what you want about the Guardian herself, but julia is not a clever woman. she is strong, loyal, brave-- but not very clever.
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“hold on, i never agreed to turn against the drifter! much less try to kill him!”
cue worried titan noises.
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herdiligence :// an angel !
the warlock can’t help but chuckle at the idea. it was creative, she’d given her that. “well, it’s quite the idea….i’m sure you can talk him into making it for you if you ask enough.”
“i mean, think about it! my hammers can do so much damage against the fallen and hive. you give me a gun filled with tiny, flaming hammers? fuckin’ shit, man, i’ll be in business!” she leans over, to wrap her arm around the warlock’s shoulders. “we could save everyone with just a hammer gun.”
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lightvoices :// speaker & the kiddo
☼ - Vadim and Zufash look up in surprise when a Guardian, no the Guardian, literally slides into their office. Zufash covers her mouth to muffle the giggle that threatens to escape her, and Vadim gives an amused smile, setting his datapad down.
“Hello, Julia,” he says warmly. He hums thoughtfully at her request, exchanging a glance with Zufash. “I cannot think of anything specific at the moment,” he admits. “Though there are always patrols that need to be done. The Tangled Shore, in particular, is still crawling with Scorn.”
“How are you faring?” Zufash asks, giving the Titan a friendly smile.
julia pushes herself to her feet, dusting off first her mark and then her legs. all the while, the guardian smiles, eyes squinting slightly with the light behind it. is there something to smile about, after everything that’s happened? the red war, cayde’s death, uldren’s return-- it was a lot. but look close enough, and you can find some good. you can always find good in the solar system.
“good afternoon, speaker! zufash!” a quick glance back, at the door she’d kick-slid open. “uh. sorry about that; i should have knocked or, uh-- or somethin’, but it’s such a nice day to go runnin’ around the tower, y’know? things always happenin’, the dawnin’ goin’ on...”
she pauses then, turning to zufash. a quick bob of her head; an excited greeting for someone so unusual amongst them. their own child guardian, raised and trained to become the next speaker. a truly unique little lightbearer, if she could be frank.
“anyways! tangled shore, got it. you guys didn’t give eva your favorite treats, though, so, uh--” leaning over the desk, arms crossed, the titan lowers her voice. a secret, one to be shared and given. “y’all wanna-- y’all wanna hand that tasty (haha!) bit of information over?”
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“have YOU ever tried jumping off the tower? it’s, like, the best experience. almost makes me feel like a warlock, with their flying abilities. so fucking cool. they’re so cool! i love warlocks.”
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she’s bouncing like a pup, excited for whatever the day may hold ahead. unlike most guardians in the city, the young wolf is actually relatively young. it’s only been a few decades since her arrival, and so she never properly has had the chance to meet the legendary saint. until now. he’s everything she’s ever wanted to be, but just can’t find the chill to become.
“they were afraid of you.” she’s got her elbows on the table, chin in her hands. her lower half still bounces with energy. “i’ve never known the vex to be afraid of anything, but you! you! oh, my dude, that’s so cool.”
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cue the small titan sliding across the bazaar and into the speaker’s office. there’s a quick moment of “shit why did i do that” on the titan’s face before she pushes herself onto her feet, offers both father and daughter a sheepish smile.
“good morning, my dudes! i was just in the, uh-- bazaar and wanted to know if you guys needed anything. anything i can do? any missions? cool shit? coffee picked up? i’ll take anything guys, really.”
@lightvoices
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julia’s build. 5′3″. brickhouse. face of a wood nymph, body of ryan gosling.
#❝ YOU WILL NEVER KNOW THE HATRED THAT BURNS WITHIN 〈 OOC 〉#❝ DANCING WITH THE SUN IN HER HEART 〈 ABOUT 〉
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starter call !
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blackmarket :// new friend !
A laugh sounds as Echo steadies from their descent. They like this Guardian already. Resting their upper arms on their hips as the lower draw the cloak back around their form, Echo looks up at the glowing lanterns above them. This was the best time of the year. The cold did not bother them as much as it might some others and draws their attention over to Julia. Was she cold?
“Possibly, but my unique appearance does not often draw out sympathy.” They shrug and start to move towards their shop, holding the door open and gesturing for her to come inside where the snow was not.
“I cannot doubt that there will be many who are tired of treats by the end of the Dawning. There always have been, and always will, no matter how delicious they may be.” Even during the first Dawning held in the City people were quickly seeing that receiving sweets so often was not exactly the best thing.
“My Dawning has been.. uneventful.” Many of their customers were absent in the wake of festivities, with their closer friends and family. Only Guardians came by almost regularly when the snow fell. Even then Echo was lucky to see even just a single person a day in their shop.
julia beams up at them, eyes sparkling with delight. if she can make one person’s life better this dawning, then all the cookies and treats would have been worth it. ( what do fallen exo’s like to eat? actually, what do fallen in general like to eat? she’ll have to research into that. ) and if she can figure out what echo enjoys, then she can make something for them, as well. happy dawning to all!
“well, then, like i said... fuck them!” it’s said almost cheerfully as julia follows the exo into their shop. her gaze flits from item to item, looking for whatever might be useful. a few legendaries here, an exotic or two there-- oh, yes. she can definitely use some of this. the bounce returns to her step, and soon the awoken has almost caught up with them. “you don’t need that kinda negativity in your life, my dude.”
she turns, to lean against the counter, and grins up at echo. “how’s business been treating you? you findin’ this place a good little hole in the wall, or...? i know a few friends of mine who would LOVE to get their hands on this shit. my hunter bud, mav, he’s a collector of badass shit. min’s a badass with a bow. and lane? fuck, give lane a gun and he is DELIGHTED. he’s an easy enough man to please.”
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duskbrokcn :// YOU TOLD ME TO DO IT! FOR THE PRESIDENT!
He’s immediately at the railing, staring down as sure enough, there goes Zavala.
And there goes Cayde, into complete hysterics, pointing down at the descending form of the Vanguard.
she watches her vanguard fall, arms crossed and frowning, and can’t help but giggle a little. but then it registers what she’s done, and her hands come up, to cover her mouth. staring down at cayde, “what have you DONE?”
in the background, a certain vanguard is snorting with laughter.
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julia, staring down in horror as zavala falls from where she decided to yeet zavala off the tower.
“...oops.”
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duskbrokcn :// SIGN ME UP, SIR!
“ So, I’m thinking, and stay with me here, but what if we got the majority vote from the Vanguard to make a Fireteam of the month. First ever Fireteam of the month ? Fireteam Babydog. And picture this, alright, you still with me ? Good. Giant TV. We play your accomplishment for all the Tower to see and understand what they’re up against. ”
It’s a good idea; but there’s one more piece to it.
“ And the next month, when it’s up for grabs again ? We’re going to one-up it to keep you in the running. ”
“on the tv, sir? wait-- we have a GIANT TV? why by the light’s holy halo would we be upon the giant tv? magnus will never let me live this down!” as if on cue, the little ghost appears, snickering. julia reaches up, to rest a hand atop his shell and gently push him down. “but i’m here for this! i’m here, and we’re cool with this! and next month? another strike next month?”
look at her go, bouncing on her toes.
“i’m ready to protect the president yet again!”
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dawnbrokcn :// mr. president!
❝ we have certainly made history – the first fireteam to beat a strike while one is on the sparrow all the way through . it was very much a nice accomplishment that makes me want to take a nap to rest . ❞
“i’m so fuckin’ proud of you, min! you kept your head cool, you were the calmest even when mav and i were screamin’ our heads off... like, dude, you’re fuckin’ AMAZING.” she leans her head against the other, though it only reaches about as high as the warlock’s waist. “let’s get you a nap, yeah? or maybe somethin’ to eat first, and then a nap! we deserve a huge meal first. i’ll pay!”
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duskbrokcn :// un representative
“ Hey, hey, hey ! Easy, easy. Don’t want to break your UN Rep’s arm. ” Titan’s pack a real punch. He’s had enough of injured limbs to last him his second lifetime, if he’s to be honest. Though quickly a laugh filters in. “ He handed it off to me ! You guys, with me, made history ! History ! ”
“ Of course I had it recorded. Chronicler Ikora set everything up. I have the footage. Though all the world needs to see is your success. Because you did succeed once, right ? That’s all everyone needs to know. ”
Leave it to Cayde to spin the tale in the best light possible. Lie by omission, make them look good, and by extension ? Himself. Foolproof. Every time.
“oh! sorry, mr. vanguard, dude! un representative!” her hands are pulled back in front of her, to clasp together. “i promise, i won’t do it again. you have my word, sir!”
it doesn’t last very long. julia has too much energy, and it’s practically bursting from within her. the titan lifts her hands instead to clap them, to laugh excitedly. she turns from him to punch at the air next to her once, twice, three times. for someone so large, she sure does act like a goddamned puppy.
“we succeeded! and that’s all that matters, my dudes. we saved the president! we kicked some goddamned necromancer’s ass, and we’re not going to take any more shit from anyone. fireteam babydog is the BEST.”
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