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giant cherynobl catfish

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if you arent thinking about the giant contaminated catfish in the chernobyl nuclear cooling pond then  fuck you

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bloodstxne

she rolls her two working eyes at the comment, glancing back down at her book. it was a worn thing where she jotted down notes for herself - things to remember. “Spider always is having a bad day.” she remarks giving Rokses a glance. her eyes shift to glance at Spider from her position against the far wall. normally, she’ll be able to calm their boss down. but lately its been difficult. “and I know he doesn’t like me. he hates me. not that I care anyway.”

“If he hate you, Spider not let you stay.” Rokses points out, lifting a hand to run it through her own overgrown mess of a mane. “If you not care, why fuss?” The larger associate nudges Sovkyr with a hefty elbow. “So much concern about bad days make Rokses think Sovkyr do care, just not want to say so. Is okay to worry from time to time, Rokses think.” Rokses may not be the smartest associate, but she does have her moments of intelligence...On occasion. When she wants to poke fun at her coworkers.

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ace--0

“um… yeah, it’s cabal…” ace nervously plants his hands on his hips, but misses a few times first where he’s still looking at rokses. “you want to help? well i, uh… hm.” he can’t keep his voice from cracking. “i’ll need to… think about that, for a minute. hang on.”

so he turns away, looks out over the cobble leading up to soriks’s cut. he’s still nervous about coming and going through the cobble. it’s so… rickety looking. and there’s so many holes to fall through if you’re not careful. he always wonders how much weight it can take at once before it starts to wobble.

finally, he asks himself, what’s the worst that could happen? and he sighs before he looks back at rokses. “yeah, uh, you know… you know what, yeah, sure. you can come with me if you want. i uh, i don’t mind. how good are you fighting cabal?” he’s already mentally preparing himself to take– and dish out– all the damage.

“That what Rokses just said, want to help.” She nods, giving a short hum when Ace misses placing his hands on his hips a few times, and again when his voice cracks. He reminds her of a friend of hers, back at the Safehouse. It’s funny, but she keeps herself from laughing. 

She looks out over the Cobble when he does, sniffing once. She’s been through there on her own a few times in search of anything worth bringing home to her den, it’s much more sturdy than it looks, at least in her opinion. If it were as flimsy as it appeared, it would have given out a long time ago, wouldn’t it? She isn’t sure, but she thinks so.

“Rokses very good at fighting Cabal. Done so lots of times. Crush them with bare claws.” She lets out a booming laugh at that, crossing both sets of arms across her torso. “Back home, Rokses fight much bigger than smelly Cabal. This no problem.” She reaches a claw down to nudge Ace forwards. “Lead way, little friend.”

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The Tangled Shore | Forsaken | Destiny 2

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she pauses at that question, her primary hands gripping onto her book before glancing back at the direction of her ‘boss’. she technically wasn’t part of Spider’s team, but she did just stick around for her own reasons. she makes a face. “the attitude he has today - it’s more, whats the word, rough?” she speaks waving a hand.

“Rokses not notice any change.” She puffs, crouching and hunched just to speak to the other associate quietly, though quietly speaking is not something she does well. Rokses herself had stayed with the Spider because she enjoyed her work, when a task was given. Rokses, however, was often only called in when a heavy hitter would be necessary. Otherwise, she had plenty of free time on her claws. “Maybe, Spider having a bad day. Or he tired. Or Spider been bored. Maybe he just not like you.” She laughs at that, tilting her head. She’s joking, of course, but sometimes with Rokses it can be hard to tell.

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"Is it me or is Spider super cranky today?" ( bloodstxone )

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“Rokses think Spider always a little cranky.” The brute replies, lifting a claw to scratch the tuft of fur on her chin. “What make you think it different today?”

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ace--0

ace-0 walks through the landing of the tangled shore, one little gloved hand resting on the ace of spades in his holster. it’d been a long morning, and an even longer afternoon of running and shooting and running some more. this whole gig of his was starting to become exhausting. he’s tired of running. literally, as well. he’s been thinking about a nap for a couple hours now. maybe when he finishes with…

a deep voice speaking, eliksni at first, then english, leads him to stop and look, an eyebrow raised under his helmet. oh, good, it’s just… rokses. he thinks that one’s rokses, anyways. she’s the big associate, right? he can’t remember really talking to her until now.

“i’m going to the cut,” ace replies, turning to face the associate more directly. he has to crane his neck to look her in the eye. “the spider pointed out that we have a, uh… consul partisan up there that he wanted taken care of. so… i’m gonna go take care of it.” he starts to turn away. “i’ll do some scorn hunting later, though.”

Rokses notes how Ace has to tilt his head so far just to look up at her, and she leans down a bit, thinking this will help, though it really doesn’t. It just makes her look like she’s trying to read tiny print. Instead, she’s just looking at a tiny Exo.

She ponders what he has to say, stepping closer when he begins to turn away. Her mane fluffs up with excitement as she does this, because Rokses has an idea. That’s not something that happens very often. Even less often is the occasion that she has a good idea. If it weren’t for sheer brute strength and heightened senses, she likely wouldn’t be much of an asset to the Syndicate.

“Consul Partisan...” It’s spoken slowly and carefully, though mispronounced, like she really has to try there. “Is Cabal, right? Rokses help, Rokses not busy.”  It seems like she’s already decided she’s allowed to assist Ace with this task.

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Footsteps on the ground above her alert Rokses to someone’s presence nearby, and the positively massive Eliksni stretches before coming to poke her head out of the hole she’s dug for herself, sniffing the air as she takes a look around. She’s been hoping for someone to stop in all day, for an excuse to do something at all, and she believes she may have found just that.

Just a short distance away stands an Exo, decked in Guardian gear, most notably a cloak with the Spider’s symbol on the back. She knows exactly who this is, she’s pretty sure. Rokses has heard all about the Lightmonger that hunted the Scorn Barons, though she hasn’t spent much time around him in person at all.

With a deep grunt, she hauls herself out of her den and shakes off her fur. She starts to say something in Eliksni, before she recalls that he may not speak it, and opts for what English she knows instead. “Exo- Ace, where you going? More Scorn-hunting?”

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Starter call!

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Starter call!

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Thought I’d post the reference image on the about page!

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Desert Center, Mojave Desert

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desert sun

Joshua Tree National Park, California

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