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Phoenix Protocol 40

When the Traveler’s Light was returned to the Guardians after the defeat of the Cabal, it did not manifest itself the same in everyone. Miyu, an Awoken Warlock, finds herself struggling with her abilities, her Light feeling different and not her own. With her Vanguard preoccupied with grief and all eyes turned to the Reef, she finds herself turning to an unlikely source in an attempt to rediscover her connection to the Light and define what it means for her as a Dawnblade.

[This artwork was done for me a while ago by the lovely @dredgen-ding, and though it’s a repost where chapter bumpers are concerned, it’s one of my favorites!]

Previously

The Commander paces in front of them. Lilith and Bertie share a glance while Morgana fidgets nervously. “Continue. The Knights weren't giving chase but coercing you into a specific location?”

“Yes,” Bertie answers immediately, always alert when his Vanguard and Commander asks anything of him. “We believe they intended to corral us to an unstable area of the Archology to better lure us through the portal.”

He hums, never stopping his rigid pacing.

Lilith makes a sound, clearing her throat. “You keep looking at the door, Commander,” She observes casually.

The pacing stops. “Do I?” He asks coolly in response. Bertie stares at Lilith as if she’s a dead woman for questioning him.

“Nevermind, Sir,” She chirps, when Bertie reaches around Morgana with his left arm and flicks her, nostrils flaring. “I must be imagining things.”

He lets it go, but the Hunter nestled between the other two members of her Fireteam follows the Titan Vanguard’s motions nonchalantly from then on.

“You’re totally right,” She whispers, when Zavala is pondering over something Bertie reports. “He’s totally watching the door. What is he waiting for, y’think?”

“The Wizards and Knights surrounded us then and-”

“Miyu.”

“What?” Zavala’s head rockets her direction, his brilliant eyes flickering over to the petite Warlock.

She flinches. “I said, what do you mean you don’t remember,” Lilith lies as smoothly as she can, kicking Morgana’s heel, to tip her off.

“I thought I was being quieter. I’m sorry,” She plays along, with a deceivingly angelic look that would make her late Vanguard proud.

“Of course,” He relents. “It was a rather traumatic experience for you all.” His gaze softens. “What is it she doesn’t remember?”

“Oh, uh-” Lilith looks pleadingly to Morgana to come up with something, to intervene...

...but it's Ikora who saves her, appearing in the doorway. “You three. Clear out. Get a meal and a good night’s sleep. We’ll debrief in the morning, unless there’s something you believe you need to share with the Commander that cannot wait.”

“I-”

“Not you, Lilith,” Her Vanguard tuts. Turning to the door, she shakes her head. The other person with her has yet to step through, but Lilith knows for sure it's her teacher. “You’re right,” Ikora chuckles. “She is too smart for her own good.”

“Told you,” A bell chime voice muses.

Miyu steps through the door beside Ikora, lingering at the overlook that stands level with the largest screen in the command center. Both Warlocks look poised and content. Then, Ikora smiles. “Come on, you three.”

“But what about-”

“Lilith, if you need something to do, you might consider revisiting your katas. I’ll ask Lord Shaxx to assist you if need be.”

“Wait, wait, seriously?" She glares up at Miyu, offended. "Haven’t I been beaten up enough for one day?” She pouts. “I was asking about loot, honestly.”

“Loot. I see.” Ikora crosses her arms. “Well, I suppose you three have earned something.” She pats Miyu’s elbow in passing. “I’ll be in touch with you in the coming days. I’d like to catch up more, if you’d be agreeable.”

“Absolutely.”

That settled, she turns back to the recovered Fireteam. “To the armory, then. I’m sure we can find something that will satisfy you.”

They nod, the Titan saluting his Commander while the other two slink away. Lilith turns back to regard Miyu, lingering in the western doorway that leads to the Vanguard's extensive armory down the hall. “When do we start training?”

“Tamashii will ping your Ghost. Take a break, Lillie. You’ve earned it.”

“I hate it when you call me that,” Lilith pouts begrudgingly, and Miyu’s glad to see her back to normal, refusing terms of endearment.

So she laughs, warm and bright, like summer wind chimes. “I know.”

Ikora follows after them, pausing not far from her partner in arms. “Speaking of breaks,” She muses, “I had better not see you for at least thirty-six hours.”

He looks at her, baffled, but she takes a moment to regard Miyu. “At least,” She advises her, as if Miyu is the only reason he'll heed Ikora's advice.

“Understood,” She answers, softly. Gratefully. “Thank you.”

“It is the least I can do,” She answers, taking her leave. “We’ll talk soon.”

Then, they’re alone.

Their eyes finally, finally meet and her voice catches in her throat.

It's been so long since she's seen him, she thinks. She strides purposely down the small staircase, working up her nerve. Instead of a timid stutter, she offers him a bashful smile. It's as though she can't believe this moment has come, she's truly seeing him, in person.

He returns it instantly, and reaches for her hands. Her palms are warm in his, the pads of his fingers almost electric when his fingertips curl over her skin.

"Miyu," Her name leaves his lips in a whisper, so tender and reverent that any trace of bashfulness melts away.

I've missed you so much, she thinks. More than anything. There is so very much she wants to say.

"I-" He pauses, momentarily silenced by the seriousness of her quicksilver gaze. It's as though she's seeing beyond the ethereal glow of his irises, her eyes drilling deep down into his soul. She squeezes their combined hands, licks her lips, and beams, finally saying the words. She'd promised him. She wanted to say it with everything that she is and was and hopes to be. Here, in this moment, she finds that she has never been more herself.

"I love you."

Urgency and longing do not make for lengthy relations, but Miyu is careful to only give the Commander her front and let him linger over the new mark on her back. She is certain his worry and concern - anger, perhaps, even, when she tells him how she allowed it to happen - will take away from this moment. And Miyu wants to savor this one, pack it up in a little box and hold onto it forever.

It's not what she imagined, not the tender, slow thing she'd conjured up in her mind on nights when she longed so desperately for his touch, to go home. He's gentle, but not terribly so. She burns hot under his palms, her fingers deftly working to remove layers of armor while he subtly backs her up against the nearest wall.

His Light pulses against hers, like an extension of his person. It gives away the questions he is desperate to ask, but wants to put off in lieu of reconnecting with her. She kisses him as she answers with her own, heady flames dancing along her fingertips, her Light positively radiant as it washes over his Void-tinged skin.

In a way, this is more intimate than what follows. It's a blend of who they are, the sort of Nirvana that exists at the crossroads of two souls.

She comes back to herself slowly, startling when she feels his fingers trail carefully over the new mark on her back. His lips find her temple and she relaxes, her face pressed into the crook of his neck. She can feel his heartbeat, strong against her chest, her body rising and falling with the cadence of his every breath.

He's relaxed, but concern lurks below the depths of his voice. "Does it hurt?"

"Mmm, no," She yawns, stretching but not moving from her position atop him. He takes the cue from her to shift, but she protests, humming, "You're warm," And trying to cling to him.

"Let me see you," He whispers against the shell of her ear. Something about that makes her breath catch and sets her heart racing. She rolls off him, curling in on herself in a defensive move, Tamashii instantly asserting himself into the space above them. His disruption of their privacy furthers the Commander's realization that something is wrong.

"Miyu?" He murmurs. "What-"

"The Taken-"

She uncurls, but her body is rigid. "I'll tell him, Tamashii." Her eyes are bright, glossy with unshed tears. "Thank you, though. I will not let them ruin things for me." Her partner bobs, phasing away. She can hear Adelaide's concerned chatter in the other room as he returns to her.

"You-" He sighs, torn between drawing her up against him, or letting her come to him. He sits up, careful to leave space between them. "You told Ikora that they showed you something you wanted."

"It was a moment of weakness," She agrees, swiping at her eyes as she scoots closer and rolls onto her belly. She's still so tense that he's worried that the slightest touch will make her fall to pieces, his eyes refusing to leave her face despite his worried curiosity. "I wanted to see you, more than anything, and they used that to take advantage of me."

He can feel the heat of her Light, simmering below the surface, ambiently as opposed to when she’s worked up, training, or frustrated. It's new, tantalizing, and yet so very familiar, no longer lurking just out of reach. Even so, he keeps his hands clasped over his knee.

She pulls a pillow up under her head, sighing. "It's okay," She finally says, her breaths slower now. "I'm not afraid. I just needed a second."

"Understandably," He murmurs. She looks exhausted, boneless and limp, stretched across the sheets. "Rest," He bids her.

"I don't want to, yet," She whines. "I haven't seen you in so long."

"I'll be here."

"I know," She agrees. "But-"

His fingertips press into her hair, rubbing her scalp. She sighs, but her eyes do not close like he's expecting. "If you insist."

She pushes up, body bowing seamlessly up and back to stretch her back. His eyes are drawn to the marbled black that stretches across the expanse of her starlit skin. It's almost completely flat, as if healed, the skin scarred and unbroken.

"Don't fret," She murmurs, as the pads of his fingers follow it from end to end. "It looks far worse than it is. It doesn’t hurt me.”

“I am more concerned about lasting impacts.”

“I all but bathed myself in fire, casting Dawnblade afterwards,” She says. “I’ve purged it with Light several times over. Besides, scars are just poetic reminders of our victories.”

“And this victory? What did you stand to gain by visiting the Sov’s throne world?”

The pale Warlock tips onto her side, so it’s easier to look at him. “It forced me to confront myself. I’m better for it. I feel like myself again.”

“I am glad,” He ensures her. “But, to me, you have always been perfect, exactly how you were.”

She snatches the hand that trails across her spine by taking his wrist and pressing her lips to his fingers. “Yes, but I feel like there is so much more of me that I can share, now that I’ve found what I am looking for. My visions finally mean something.” He’s watching her intently. “Ikora wants to study it at length, but I insisted she wait until I show you first."

The smile in his voice is knowing. “You’ve learned something new.”

“The fruits of our training,” She informs him. “I call it the Well of Radiance. Ikora would like to adopt it as the Attunement of Grace. A third school of study for the Dawnblades.”

“You must have impressed her immensely, if she's already given it such thought.”

“I think she just liked the boost my Well gave her Nova,” Miyu hums, tugging him back down to her. He follows easily, pulling them hip to hip. “She said if she still played Crucible we’d be virtually unstoppable.”

“It empowers?”

“And heals,” She murmurs, forming a grenade in her palm. It dissipates into a nurturing, hazy aura that sends sparks of revitalizing Light across their skin. The feeling is like being swaddled with a blanket. She nuzzles against him when it fades, nestling against his muscular frame with a contented yawn. “It’s not a Ward of Dawn by any means, but I think you’ll find the idea somewhat similar.”

“Show me,” He whispers, lips brushing against her skin as she settles, blinking slow and heavy. Fading, she mumbles something sleepily into his chest, brows disturbed as she tries to fight the tides of impending slumber. His reply is a warm, rumbling laugh. “In the morning, Anata. For now, sleep.”

Miyu slots her left leg between both of his, their limbs tangling comfortably in a loose embrace. They sleep dreamlessly until morning.

Just the epilogue to go - it will be up next week. But, this won’t be the last you’ll see of Miyu (or Lilith). Thanks so much for reading.

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takeoffphilippines · 2 years

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thedistantstorm · 5 years

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The Morning After

A Kinderguardian wakes up on a couch, in a nice apartment in the Last Safe City, with no idea how she got there, and the Vanguard Commander makes her some coffee. He’s wearing regular clothes. Lilith is intrigued, hungover, and also regrets everything.

Roughly two weeks after the events of Phoenix Protocol:

The lights in the flat are dimmed when he enters. Only a single candle is lit in the living room. On their loveseat - he doesn’t even blink at the thought of it being theirs, though this is technically still his residence and she does keep her own apartment - his beloved is curled up, focused. Her tablet casts ambient blue light across her features. He can tell she’s reading for pleasure based on how relaxed she is, Tamashii nestled into the collar of her robe, optic dimmed and resting. It isn’t that late though, so he's a bit surprised she has the lights off.

“Long day?” He asks, and stills when Miyu immediately puts her finger to her lips to shush him. She smiles when he heeds her request, staying silent. Tamashii shimmers away as she rises. She crosses the room as quietly as he’s ever seen, and she pulls him by the forearm into the kitchen.

Her lips press against his in greeting, and she turns on the single light over the sink instead of the main ones. “We have a guest this evening,” She murmurs gently. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“A guest?”

Miyu jerks her thumb toward the living room. “Lilith’s on the couch." From this angle, he can see the lump of small Warlock, the strip of light created from the one she's turned on illuminating her blanket-covered legs. "That fireteam she teamed up with on Titan invited her out. She’s never been drinking before.”

His eyes light up with something soft, almost amused, and his voice drops to a whisper. “Hopefully she didn’t give you too much trouble.”

“I don’t think she’ll do it again,” She murmurs. “Got a little philosophical with me on whether or not an Exo is technically a human being and cried herself to sleep.”

Zavala’s mouth twitches into a frown. “You should-”

“Yeah. I’ll talk with her about it when she’s sobered up a bit.”

He nods. “Cayde had his moments. The adjustment was… well, I think most Exos struggle with it.” He looks at the girl on their couch and back to Miyu. “If I can help, let me know.”

She squeezes their combined hands. “I appreciate it. She’s a good kid. Wish she’d have asked me to take her out though.”

“You can barely control your own drinking, if I remember correctly-” She flushes in the dim light and pouts.

“You came to get me one time,” She hisses.

“Shaxx seemed to think it happened more than that.” The smile that blooms on his face is more teasing than judgmental.

"It only happens when I'm with him. You can't tell me he's never subjected you to peer pressure!"

He chuckles low, pursing his lips and holding a finger to them, reminding her to be quiet. She blushes harder. He kisses her again, slow and sweet. "Shall we take this to the bedroom as to refrain from disturbing our guest?"

Miyu hums something in the affirmative and lets him lead her with a hand on the small of her back. For the first time, when she closes the bedroom door behind them, she locks it with a quiet snick. Nizana will alert Tamashii if their guest needs anything.

Her optics take longer than normal to boot up, to fully orient. She smells coffee before anything and blinks herself into focus silently. There's a blanket over her. It smells like sandalwood and jasmine, floral and fresh. She needs to stretch. She's sleeping on a couch, and though it's comfy, she feels like she's been dragged behind someone's Sparrow through the EDZ.

Nizana churrs quietly in her head. Washroom is to your left, the second door down the hall. Freshen up, you'll feel better.

She listens to her Ghost, feeling like she's still lacking a touch of her normal equilibrium. She wretches into the toilet for several moments, and if she had the ability to do so, she's certain she'd be blushing or crying out of embarrassment. She doesn't even know where she is.

You really did a number on yourself, Lilith, Nizana chastises through their link, but waits to do so until she's almost finished. Lilith splashes cool water on her face.

I remember being at the bar, Lilith thinks back to her Ghost. Morgana and Bertie and I were having a good time.

Yes, but you tried to show off and outdrink them.

Did I win?

Nizana shimmers into the space between her and the mirror, then scans her with a blue beam. Lilith recoils.

"'S too bright," She slurs, her own voice feeding the hollow pounding of her rapidly worsening headache.

"Do you think you won?" Nizana replies at normal volume. "You're going to be mostly functional today, but I wouldn't suggest fieldwork. You will likely feel dizzy and uncomfortable, at least until this afternoon."

Lilith sighs.

Nizana relents, "You did win, but you were very intoxicated afterwards. My scans showed your alcohol levels to be nearly three times the limit to be considered safe to operate a Sparrow. You conducted yourself rather… outlandishly as well."

"Oh no."

"Oh yes," Her partner chirps right back.

The Exo puts a hand on her forehead, looking at herself in the mirror. Even the ambient lights of her mouth made little fireworks go off in her head when she appraises herself. She didn't know she could feel like this. "I think I need to sit down."

"That sounds like a smart idea."

When she returns, there's a mug of coffee sitting on a black coaster waiting for her. On further inspection, the coaster itself looks handmade, with durable yarn. She takes note of a loveseat adjacent to her, a comfortable looking recliner, and a modest sized screen across the room. The blinds are drawn, so she can't tell exactly where in the City she is. That bothers her a bit, but not enough to subject herself to seeing what's beyond the window. The natural light will likely hurt her head, as well.

The sound of soft, measured footfalls makes her still. She doesn't know anyone who sounds like that.

Did I… go home with a stranger?

Nizana doesn't answer her.

Lilith sighs and draws the blankets around herself. She feels cold. Hopefully she didn't. She doesn't think she'd be that unintelligent, even if everything after that super cute fruity drink was a blur. Maybe this is Bertie or Morgana’s home, although everything seems rather well lived-in and high end, considering the comfort of the furniture.

"Quietly," Comes a low voice from the kitchen. "Surely-" Their words get lower, and Lilith's sharp hearing cannot pick up what they're saying.

A very tentative, muffled trill is the reply. It still hurts her to hear. Then, she notes that a small, white shelled Ghost flits into the doorway. When Lilith makes eye contact, it shimmers away.

The footsteps grow louder, but not unbearably so.

"Good morning," Commander Zavala greets politely, and Lilith gapes at him, jaw hanging. She's glad she's leaning over the coffee table with both hands around the mug. If it was in transit to her mouth she's sure she would have fumbled it.

"Uh…" Nizana provides zero assistance. Lilith supposes she deserves this. Weakly, when the Commander drops into the recliner near her and her brain errors on the innately casual nature of his movements, of the fact that he's wearing a simple tunic and pants, not full armor, she hangs her head and mutters, "Sorry for the trouble, Sir."

He shakes his head. "I believe I've conducted myself similarly plenty of times. We've all been there," He offers sagely. When she looks at him, surprised she's not being lectured, he gives her something almost like a smile. With his mouth. She doesn't - she must still be asleep, she thinks.

"Not to sound rude, Commander-"

The Awoken sips at his coffee. "Zavala is fine. We are not at the Tower, you are not on assignment, and it is well before working hours."

"Did you bring me home," She blurts, and she's certain some part of her face is surely overheating. Perhaps the ground will swallow her up.

He leans back, coffee in hand. "No, I did not. Miyu retrieved you. She's currently asleep in our bedroom, I suspect she'll be up shortly."

"What." The word is thrown out like a thunderclap. "She - you…" She sags dramatically against the couch.

"For all your projecting, I suspected you knew."

Lilith blinks at his eyes, then focuses on his forehead because his irises are so bright. "I mean, I do," She sighs. Her outburst doesn't help her head stop hurting. She flails dramatically despite it. "But she's never come out and told me!"

Owlishly, Zavala blinks back at her. He has more coffee and thinks before responding. "Miyu trusts you," He finally says. "Therefore I do, as well. I would hope your exercise discretion."

There is silence between them until the sound of quiet footfalls comes from the far end of the flat. Adelaide pops back into existence with a quick spark and zooms through the air. Lilith watches as deft hands reach out and bring her close, initiating a strange version of a cuddle.

"Good morning, Addy," Miyu whispers, Tamashii hovering over her shoulder.

It's a party in here, Lilith thinks to Nizana.

Nizana sighs. I think it's nice, she answers in her distant, cool tone, and Lilith holds out her palm immediately, summoning her into the physical realm. Though seemingly childish and self-centered herself, Lilith is not dumb. She knows that answer means Nizana is lonely or jealous, maybe both.

With her Ghost in front of her, Lilith strokes her fins gently and cups her between her palms. Adelaide, upon seeing the newcomer, immediately introduces herself, Tamashii floating over as well.

“Sleep well?” Miyu inquires of their guest.

She looks down. “I feel like I’ve been put through a blender.”

“Death by turbine is rather annoying,” Zavala quips and Miyu swats playfully at his shoulder before perching on the arm of his chair. “What,” He asks incredulously. “I was simply empathizing with her pain.”

“Mhmm,” She hums, yawning with a cute little yowl. He blinks up at her in a secretive kind of smile and she returns it, nose scrunching as she looks down at his face.

“Oh, you two are gross,” Lilith crows, looking at her own reflection in the blackness of her coffee. “I’m going back to pretending I don’t know about this before you make me sick.”

"You being sick is on you, Lillie," Miyu informs her, in a volume just above a whisper. "Neither of us drank themselves silly last night."

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takeoffphilippines · 2 years

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TOYCON PH 2022 – The Big Show Returns for a Grand Homecoming

BACK TO BASICS

EVENT HIGHLIGHTS

Our event highlights this year will include:

The biggest Voltes V Licensing and merchandise exhibit in collaboration with Telesuccess Productions Inc.

Surprise Celebrity appearances (to be announced soon!)

Funko Funatics Philippines exclusive releases and celebrity signing

Top toy studios and designers from the region on exhibit

TOYCON Creator’s Alley co-organized by the Bulletpunk Network where the top Filipino toy creators meet the up and coming young upstart creators

Artist Alley co-organized by Komiket with some of the Philippines top comic book artist/s assembled for signing and sketching

The TOYCON Collectors Gallery c/o the Philippine Toy Groups Association- Toy Art and Toy Customizing competition

ToyClick and Cosclick Photography contest- The TOYCON Cosplay Competition and the World Cosplay Summit

Collectors and Customizers Panel discussions

The Pinoy Pop Culture Icon Awards- And the Biggest collectibles retail floor of more than 250 booths

WHAT NEW FOR THIS YEAR’S CONVENTION?

Online selling seminars, live auctions and livestreams brought to us by Lazada

VIP access, NFT workshops and Bulletpunk BitWars art brought to us by Smart Signature

Sponsored by Telesuccess Productions, MaxiCollector, Great Toys Online, Legendary Beasts Studios, EC Collectibles, Filbars, Toy Empire, Bully Boys Collectibles, and DHL.

In cooperation withVans, Yori, Funko Funatic Philippines, Warner Brothers, and The Linden SuitesWith media partners, ABS-CBN, 106.7 Energy FM and FPS PH.And event partners Anime Alliance, Ex-Link Events and the Philippine Toy Group Association.For details and sponsorship, contact:[email protected] [email protected]

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