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so anyway while i make my blog look more professional, why not hit that like and reblog to rp with a rebooted-for-the-hundredth-time jack morrison aka the fav gay sad dad ?

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what if i went back to the ovw fandom for a while 🤔

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rules     ━     tag   20   followers   you’d   like   to   get   to   know   better . tagged  by :  i stole it from @wasprince tagging :  who hasn’t done this yet honestly

nickname : tristan

gender :  male, he / him

astrological sign:  taurus

height:   5′11

sexuality:  bi

hogwarts  house :  gryffindor

favorite  animals :  big cats,  dogs

average  hours  of  sleep :  6 - 12

dogs  or  cats :  both , but dogs man................

number  of  blankets :  1 or none in this crazy weather

where  i  am  from:  canberra,  australia

dream  trip :  idk,  uhhhh everywhere

when  i  created  this  account:  exactly 10th june 2018

why  i  created  this  account: when i first got interested with destiny, i felt an immediate connection with cayde and his attitude and i felt compelled to make a blog for him almost instantly.  little did i know, a day after i made this blog, the forsaken reveal trailer during e3 was launched and he was killed off.  so, uh.  yeah.

followers :  183 !  thank you guys for putting up w/ me, a nerd,

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 🎲 + you can't save her. ‘her’ being a lightless sol, bleeding out atop him. :’^)

oh bets ?      //      accepting !

          he can’t move.    one move,  and he might hurt her more.    might make her bleed more,  or damage something further than it had already been damaged    —    he’s terrified he’ll lose her if he dares move an inch.    the exo can see the remnants of her little ghosty,  not far from where they both rested,  and he tells sundance not to appear,  not to show herself.    the barons are relentless and like hell he’s going to let them do worse to sol.    not today,  dammit.

          there’s a voice in the back of his head.    a quiet one,  which shouts  YOU  CAN’T  SAVE  HER,  YOU  COULD  NEVER  SAVE  HER,  WHAT  MAKES  YOU  THINK  YOU  CAN  EVEN  TRY  TO ?    he ignores it.    he knows he can save her,  he knows he can.

          he bets on it.    he bets he can save her.

          sundance tells him not to make that bet,  worried he’ll hurt himself in the end.    a bet he can’t afford to lose but the chances of him winning is slimmer than any other he’s made in the past.    he doesn’t listen to her    —    waits for the barons to leave,  waits for uldren to fall back with petra approaching,  waits for the coast to be clear before he dares move.

          “    hold on,  sol.    hold on for me,  okay ?    ”    the barons did a number on her and he’s afraid there’s no way to save her—    no.    he bet that he could and he’s not throwing in the towel yet.    he holds her as he carefully shifts,  trying not to make things worse,  trying to get himself into a position where he can carry her and get her out of there.    there’s time for some emergency attention once he’s in the queen of hearts.    “    we’ll get out of here,  and i’ll try and stop the bleeding,  then we’ll be back on earth in no time and we’ll find you someone who can treat the wounds better.    you just gotta hold on,  okay ?    you’ll be okay.    ”

          he practically rushes past petra,  carrying sol in his arms as he makes the final dash outside,  watching sundance call up the queen of hearts and transmatting the both of them into the ship.    he’ll update petra later.

          panicked glances,  as cayde rests sol on a seat;    he reaches for a first aid kit that he keeps in the ship (    it’s practically useless for him as an exo and as a guardian,  but he never was rid of it and a part of him was glad for that    ).    he pulls out everything,  reads every note on each item,  trying to determine what’s best.    he soon decides to clean the wounds at least a little bit,  grabbing some alcohol wipes and carefully dabbing it on the worse wounds.

          “    i know this hurts,  but it’ll help you live,  okay ?    you’ll get through this and you’re gonna thank me that none of these wounds got infected with anything.    that’s what the alcohol is supposed to do,  anyway...    ”    dammit,  he’s so unsure of what to do.    “    and then you’ll thank me when the wounds aren’t bleeding out,  when i use those bandages on ‘em...    ”

          he worries.

          he finishes with the alcohol wipes and wraps every wound he can with bandages.

          there’s a lot of wounds    ---    he fears he doesn’t have enough.

          a pause as he stares at his work,  wondering if it’s at least slowing the bleeding,  wondering if it will be enough.    cayde looks at her;    focuses on her face,  trying to read her emotions.    is she afraid of what happens next ?

          he takes off his cloak,  sparing a glance at it before slowly resting it over the top of sol,  trying to offer her some comfort.    the cloak is thin,  but remarkably warm    ---    he hopes that it will comfort her.    she has a long journey ahead of her and he wants her to not hurt so much,  but he can’t do anything else but offer his presence.    he tries so hard to believe he’ll win his bet.    he tries to believe she’ll make it through this.

          cayde glances to sundance.    she transmats something nearby;    ghosty’s shell.

          a grim reminder that the bet he’s made is a losing bet.

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🎲 " bet you won't hug a fallen captain. "

oh bets ?      //      accepting !

          “    hey sundance,  ready to rez me when i hug that  captain ?    ”

          <    ready as always.    try to be a little careful.    >

         “    pssh,  careful’s my middle name !    now,  where’s the closest captain ?    the sooner i get this bet done,  the sooner i can win my reward which is…    well,  something,  i didn’t think that far on it.    but regardless !    the sooner i win the bet the better !    ”

          he sees sundance ping a location,  and he’s just about dashing off,  sparing a glance back to gemma to see if she was going to witness this mastery of hugging a fallen captain.

          sundance can only sigh.

          why is it that hunters always have the worst ideas ?

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The Exo Hunter smirks at him - and it’s a positively fiendish smirk as far as Exo smirks go - and she says, “Gamble and bet, boss. Bet you won’t kiss Zavala right on the lips. I mean, it’s the new year and all.” And she actually manages to waggle her eyebrow plates at him.

oh bets ?      //      accepting !

          “    oh ho ho,  you think i won’t ?    really ?    you think me,  the hunter vanguard and ultimate zavala griefer,  wouldn’t go and smash this handsome face against his ?    then you are so wrong,  and you’ll be owing me some ramen.    ”

          and there he goes,  jumping over…    literally everything to get to zavala.

          he’s a bit too excited for this.    and the look on his face,  if one could see it with his dashing towards the titan,  is purely roguish and full of mischievousness.    someone should probably warn the poor vanguard that this nightmare of a hunter is about to nearly headbutt his way to a victory ramen shout thanks to a newfound bet by another hunter.

          only hunters cause such chaos,  after all.

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Send “🎲+ a bet” and my muse will say whether or not they’re willing to make that bet.

(If you cannot see the emoji, send “Gamble + a bet”)

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fadedsanctums.

          “ you  and  me  both.  gunslinger.  depends  what  ya’  want  count  up,  hmm — ??  we  goin’  taken — ??  well,  don’t  think  you  can  out  shoot  those  bad  boys  from  me  any  day …           taken  me  a  couple  hundred  cabal  since  we  last  ate  together,  boy.  what  you  sittin’  at  then — ?? ”

          “    you’re right,  let’s not count taken.    but cabal ?    maybe we got fair game there,  i’ve killed a lotta cabal since the red war.    red legion never lets up,  lemme tell ya.    and y’know what,  same with vex !    my field trip to nessus saw me killin’ enough for a lifetime.    ”

          he doesn’t have numbers but overall with cabal ?    he’s probably at 400...    or something like that.    he might be at 500.    and add in vex,  the number jumps to 650.    as an estimate.

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girlinblxe.

standing on her toes, she attempted to look over his shoulder. she’s always been a little nosy. it’ll get her in trouble one day, just watch. dropping back onto her heels as he turned to her, she smiled. “ oh, that sounds like fun~ the jokes are a bonus! “

          ah,  the typical hunter curiosity.    he doesn’t mind it,  but he’s quick to finish up what he’s doing on his computer as he shoots an amused look to her.    “    good !    great,  actually.    and hopefully it goes smoothly.    ready to head out ?    i’ll catch up,  just gotta...    you know,  leave a note to the rest of the vanguard reminding them it’s my vacation and i can do what i want.    ”

          it’s a joke.    sort of.

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solshot.

          ‘ an’  tha’  surprise  factor  in  no  way  includes  ticklin’ ? ’   she  deadpans,  brow  raised  at  the  exo  even  as  she  complies,  pulling  the  blindfold  over  her  eyes.  a  hint  of  tension ;  reflexive  caution  /  aggression  in  the  way  her  fist  curls  &  uncurls  over  the  hilt  of  her  knife  at  the  lack  of  sight.  but  she  trusts  cayde  more  than  her  reflexive  panic  /  worry  of  tripping  over  something.  ‘ a’ight,  cayde.  lead  on. ’  

          “    the original surprise factor was that,  yeah,  but not anymore.    look,  just---    i promise it’s something really good.    you’re gonna love it.    ”    that was his hope anyway,  as he gently grabs her by the shoulders and guides her carefully through halls and around randomly placed objects.    where did that broom come from ?    and that box over there...

          he shrugs and keeps guiding her.

          it’s not until after a small set of stairs,  an elevator,  and another few twists and turns before he seems finally satisfied on this wild goose chase of a blindfolded adventure.    cayde then takes the moment to carefully take the blindfold off.

          it’s not much,  but there’s a tree adorning an array of decorations,  some holographic and some handmade and framed with rainbow colored lights.    a grand selection of presents rest under the tree    ---    all personally wrapped and given an extra touch to them.    nearby was a table with a few candles about,  mugs with steaming hot chocolate coming from the both of them as the table is positioned near the ledge to look out to the city.    sundance was whirring around the tree,  trying to ensure everything is in place before she returns to her vanguard.    it seems the two of them were happy with the setup.

          “    happy dawning,  sol !    i hope this isn’t,  uh,  too much for you.    it’s just our first dawning together and i thought that i should make it kinda special so i kinda...    did this.    and took up the entire rooftop here for it.    good thing it’s undercover too !    ”

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hey do we got any xb1 des2ny players here ?

bc i have a new clan (as in brand spanking new) that needs more members. it’s my clan and i love it. it’s Y0UNGBL00D (yes in all caps don’t @ me) and i am........ uh, the only member

but basically i need clanmates and i need people to play with on xb1............. bls ?

u get a cool name ! you get memes !! and raids (if we get 5 people including me as a part of the clan) !!! and u even get a cool banner and all that fun jazz !!!! what’s not to love man, i mean who doesn’t think the name is cool ? cayde would approve and u know it

so basically, if you’ve been reading this and you’re an xb1 des2ny player,

JOIN ME ! RAID FOR C/AYDE !!!

thank u for reading thru this shameless promo of my clan

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she didn’t hang around Shaxx that much. did she? oh well. stepping closer, she smiled at the Vanguard. “ no, no stories this time, sir. what can i do for you? some scouting? fallen beating? or just a chat? either one, i’m down. “

          “    lemme just check my maps,  shiro’s status,  make sure everything’s in the green before i decide to leave...    ”    he’s typing a few things into a computer before he turns back to her with a large grin    ---    well,  his expression is close enough.    “    we’re going on a joint mission to the edz for some scouting.    hear the fallen are up to something and hey,  i need someone to tag along with me who also understands my jokes.    ”

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fadedsanctums‌.

          “ hmph … well  ya’  better  get  ready,  gunslinger.  i  ain’t  one  to  back  down  from  a  challenge.  ya’  can  be  damn  sure  that  we  still  ourselves  a  deal.           funny,  feelin’  mighty  hungry  right  now. ”

          “    i  LOVE  it when people are on the same page.    what a great sense of accomplishment right there !    now let’s see,  how’s your kill count ?    did it take a hit since the taken war ?    during the red war,  maybe ?    just wanting to know my odds here.    ”

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shtrsn.

“Oh, you know. Fine. The Sunbreakers’re all dead bar me… I’ve lost more or less everything I held dear, ‘cept Carrot and my Sunshot…”

She stares out into the distance, watching The Traveller as it hangs in the air. She doesn’t blame the Light nor the Lightgiver for her loss. Had she spoken to Osiris, perhaps she would’ve done. But, instead she blame the Cabal, filthy ugly rats that they are. Her Ghost nudges her gently, prompting her to turn to him and pat him gently.

“… I’ve been better, Cayde. Kiiinda wish I was dead to be honest…”

          ah yeah,  that was a thing.    he can’t help but feel her pain,  in a way:    losing people,  especially people you care about,  is the hardest thing anyone has to face and she’s been taking this head - on.    what,  was zavala helping her through this ?    like,  at all ?

          “    yeah,  sure sounds like you could be doing better than you are right now.    ”

          “    hey,  how about i take you out for a bit ?    i know a good quiet spot where you can vent all your troubles !    and i have instant ramen if you need a food pick - me - up.    ”    he lightens up his attitude in an attempt to try and lighten hers.    he has a strong feeling it’ll take way more than that    ---    it did for him once.    “    whaddya say ?    sound good ?    ”

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job seeking ? hard

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She watches the Exo make the gesture to summon his Ghost, and sees the stillness of his form when he remembers his little light is not longer there. She cannot help but feel a little sorry for him; for all that she feels about Lightbearers, she is more than well aware of the bond between Lightbearer and Ghost, and how it can tear them apart when they are lost to one another.

“Safe, for the time being,” she says. It is not the answer he is looking for, and she knows that, but he doesn’t need to know specifics. “Somewhere in the Reef. I can likely get you a ship, and perhaps you can make your way back to Earth? I do not think a Lightless one such as you should be running around the Reef as it is.” He is now no different from those that call the Reef home. If he dies, he is gone for good, and she would prefer to see him back among his own people in one, relatively uninjured piece. “The last thing that anyone needs now, is for you to truly meet your end, when you have somehow managed to survive losing your Light.”

          he almost has a frown on his face when she only says he’s safe    ---    he wanted an exact location,  in all honesty,  but if she wasn’t willing to give it then there is no way he’d be able to pry it from the queen.    he knows better than that,  anyway.    he can give petra grief about those kinds of questions,  but mara ?    mara is a different story entirely.

          going back feels like a weird concept.    wrong,  maybe ?    everyone in the city believes he’s dead.    that included zavala and ikora,  all the hunter guardians,  THE  guardian,  who was now tearing apart the reef for revenge...

          “    right,  yeah,  back to the city safe !    a beeline to earth sounds like a great idea,  rather than having to---    well,  y’know,  fight my way out and probably die for real.    ”    no light,  no ghost,  no lives left.    he’s done it once.    just...    that time,  he had a ghost to heal his wounds whenever he was injured.    dammit,  he needs to stop thinking about it.    “    guess i won’t be coming back ‘round to the reef for a while,  huh ?    and uh,  well,  i should say it’s a pleasant surprise seeing you alive... ?    i hope i’m not just seeing things,  anyway.    ”