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              The mission started off normal.  Other than running with the padawan from a few missions ago--which the trooper was not unaccustomed to. But it was different than running with just any other jedi.. He knew that from the last time that he worked with the kid. This time was a small squad.. the best of the one-oh-fourth including the team’s best medic. He may be needed for the dropteam.. Den stood in the back, usually the one to keep count when he worked with his commander so Wolffe could worry about access strategy. But this mission had the two hundred and twelfth’s co-commander and padawan. Strategy would have to be run by the both of them.

              It only took a few moments after the team dropped down, the alternate teams also landing in their designated places while the main group began looking for the place they needed to go.. that things went very wrong. The commander bitterly ordered a fall back, a group surrounding the wounded man and the commander as well as the padawan.. 

              Anger didn’t begin to cover how he felt right now. He was livid. “The medic is the most important member of the team to have eyes on, how did you miss him?!” Words drip from the commander’s lips with venom, helmet tucked under his arm as he spoke. “We don’t have anyone else to patch him up!“ It’s not long after that the wounded medic looked to be worried--arm cradled close to his body while softer eyes looked at the commander without fear.

              “Sir, I--” He was cut off by the Commander glaring at him to quiet down, waiting on the padawan to speak up. Den was kind-hearted.. it was unlikely that he would be angry about all of this. It was the commander that knew that Den wouldn’t speak up for himself unless he needed to. But now he waited, seething as he glared at the padawan.. waiting for the answer to his question.

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n towerfall thoughts: (longer than anticipated, sry. also its 5 am so possibly not as sensible as i'd wish)

empress-shell ('empress of all outcomes', ie analyzing statistics of various realities to predict with accuracy the shivering, monumental Threat that nameless has felt on the city's horizon ever since oryx passed) as an ideal to strive for was fundamentally counter to how n has come to peace with herself/the local universe (she will never have all the answers, the path and the choice are the important factors. answers are fine, but each one fractures into more questions; she can't ever know everything, and that is fundamentally Okay) - but curiosity and the availability of vex equipment to research with and... isolation... had pushed her norms, warped them. not in an overtly corrupted way - this isn't a first year redux - but. enough so that whisper was concerned, not that she was listening to him.

the arrival she sussed about 15 minutes prior to it happening - vibrations in the tangle, a collapse of variables. her jump was quick and messy, an avoidance of every orbit safety and don't-jump-near-the-city rule in existence. she brought her ship in low to try and avoid attention, transmatted out of it before it crashed in the fray and the heavy smoke around the city, and ran into the city rather than away from it.

then... well, i'm kind of mixed in terms of how much in-game stuff actually happens for n versus my own headcanons. her priority is (at first) the vanguard, specifically ikora. n's been acting as one of her hidden for the past 2-3 years (this is ikora's way of reconizing that n does not want to live in the tower and giving her room to breathe without slapping a 'renegade' on the front of her file) - ikora will need her help (or maybe she needs ikora's, she can't tell)

she catches zavala's broadcasts for a rally point as she goes, blinking rapidly through one of the districts closest to the tower. she finds her way in through the hangar, and then more or less follows the game from there.

i have difficulty reconciling bungie's 'your guardian is The Guardian' w nameless, but it's a less acute discomfort than it was in d1. in this case, at least 2 teams of 3 guardians hitched short rides to the cabal command ship - there's this horrible sense of 'you weren't here in time to stop this' hanging over her by this point and she volunteers when zavala asks without pause.

n was not on holliday's transport run and the pilot went down after the drop. but she and two other volunteers got inside, met up w 2 survivors from holliday's drop, continued onwards. that's when everyone's light started to flicker weirdly, and at that point n drew as much of it into herself as she could muster - turning herself into a battery, bc tbh warlocks are Big Batteries, and something about that thing attached to the traveler didn't feel Right. i'd like to think the titan who got her post-rez dissociating ass to the city Years Ago was there (big exo guy named konstantin-14), but the momentary relief of recognition was shortlived. they continue onwards to the generator, and one from their dropteam and one of the other two die by the time they get to it & fuck it up - n lends out light when the others need it, but is not at the 'blowing herself up for strangers' stage quite yet. with three left and no comms, they scramble to escape the ship before getting taken by surprise by Fuckboy himself. the hunter that had joined konstantin and n was standing by the door & ghaul crushed her spine in one hand before she could scream - then he menacingly monologued, and then the light just. cut off.

it felt sick and disorienting and wrong in a million ways (her eyes were just gouged out, her hands cut off, her tongue fed to wild dogs) but konstantin recovered first and Did The Titan Thing (fought back, got kicked across the ship's ?deck? - taking n with him in a skidding heap up to the edge - and crushed beneath ghaul's massive foot for his trouble) - and at that point, in the middle of ghaul rhapsodizing about weakness while leaning over her and her hand curling around her seemingly dead ghost in blind rage, nameless really did blow herself the fuck up with the last of her stored light.

for once, no thought - just instinct. it wasn't a spectacular thing, just raw void shunted outwards in a fraction of a second, and thus she was blasted backwards over the edge in the wake of its force. and bc no mortal-ass person can survive that fall (and she was mortal, at this point), i'm currently running with 'whisper was briefly brought-to by her burst of light and transmatted them down to a less-lethal fall in the middle of their descent.' still enough to do a fair amount of damage, but now with 100% less spine snapping.

and in lieu of a one-size-fits-all ~vision~, i think that smthn else (perhaps a callback to a previous event in nameless' guardian history, ie when she illegally touched the Big Ball and had an uncomfortable moment of insight) happened while she was out. whisper did his best to make sure she wouldn't die, and her body doing natural body things did the rest.

her arm is still fucked up - quantum yes/no as always - but even through the shrieking pain she knows she has to get outta dodge.

and then ... some other stuff happens, getting out of the city, the farm, hawthorne, etc., but at this point maybe i should just write fic lmao

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