#cracked // ofeggies

[gaygxnslinger]

"It may LOOK good but by the Traveler I don't want to TOUCH that mess."

[rhulks-legs]

"i wish i may, i wish i might" for rhulk ? and a second one for rhulk about miku >:) @ofeggies

hmm going to interpret the relationship ones as something the other muse would have to go through to gain my muse's trust (or vice versa in this case)

Rhulk: Moor of Solitude, Chasm of Betrayal, Peak of Ego Death

Rhulk 4 Miku: River of Song, Alps of Content, Servers of Wholeheartedness

[lxghtbound]

@ofeggies​ from here!

Sudden bursts of affection aren’t a surprise with Cayde. No way, no how. He’s a Gunslinger for a damn reason, and that reason includes sweeping people off their feet and making over the top romantic gestures as often as possible. What else are Hunters supposed to do all day?

Scout almost laughs at the song, not because it’s funny, but because it’s silly. And cute. “In a day or two, maybe?” Can’t ruin Cayde’s groove. That’d be an asshole move.

“Needless to say, I’m odds ‘n’ ends,” he lifts his head to press a kiss to the side of Cayde’s horn, then, stumbling away, Scout pulls the other Exo into a swaying dance of sorts, cloak swishing as he does so. He finds himself pondering the same thoughts of how they have both so often skirted anything like this, but even unspoken thoughts make him feel as if they’re slowly learning that life is okay.

“Say after me; ‘s no better to be safe than sorry.”

[gaygxnslinger]

@ofeggies​ found a starter!

This rogue Lightbearer has been on his radar for months now -- wreaking all kinds of havoc, a couple Ghosts caught in the crossfire, and, worst of all, one of his favourite bars has been torn up because of a fight the guy started! What an asshole. Safe to say, it’s something Cayde must deal with and put a stop to, before the guy ends up going after ramen shops next.

He transmats out of his ship, not taking a second to pause and glance around while Sundance docks it somewhere safer. Tangled Shore ain’t a surprise at all for dirty dealings, been too long since Cayde last stepped foot on its islands of asteroids, walked the stretches of dust that most others don’t dare to tread. Perfect situation for a showdown. Bodies lay strewn in front of a previously-hidden entrance in the surface, what else can he do but follow?

“Too quiet in here, don’t’cha think?” The Gunslinger keeps his trusty Ace handy even while quipping to Sundance, and he can feel her give him a little nudge from his pocket, which most certainly would have been a bonk to his head if she had the option. Right. Focus.

If this is a well-established smuggler’s den it’d only make sense for his wily foe to be after whatever they’re holding here. Hopefully it’s piles on top of piles of glimmer. Or silver! Or booze. Any outcome sounds like damn good payment for his handiwork in tracking this guy down! Cayde deserves a little-- actually no, he deserves a lot of credit! It’s not good to undervalue yourself.

Footsteps. Boots on the ground in an adjacent hallway.

And not his own. Hands squeeze tighter on the grip, a finger moving to rest on the trigger as Cayde rounds the next corner, cloak swishing in a flourish, he raises the gun--

“You?!” 

His exclamation is one of surprise, disbelief, and most importantly, annoyance. What the hell is this motherfucker doing here after his bounty?!

[gaygxnslinger]

Meanwhile Andal moves off to give Cayde well-deserved kisses. Congrats on not stabbing other Cayde.

[gaygxnslinger]

Purr purr purr purr. Happy mrrrs again. Rumblin up a storm. Only thing that'd make this better is even MORE attention.

[gaygxnslinger]

@ofeggies

Cayde watches as Peter leaps at their target, muttering something quietly to himself as he's almost immediately kicked and thrown off. If he'd been alone, Cayde could've actually got the jump on this guy, and not have to save Peter's ass at the same time!

Normally he'd bitch about following Quill's orders, because he sure ain't one of his Guardians of the Galaxy or whatever the hell they call themselves, but right now? Their goals align. Cayde launches himself at the Guardian, calling out something to do with 'can't hide away in your Void cloak now' to taunt. Tevis would kill him for that.

A Void blade cuts through his thigh, Cayde yelps at the surprise pain, quickly dulling his receptors to keep up the fight with the Lightbearer beneath him.

Their target hisses something, probably an insult, but he isn't listening, entirely focused on pinning the fucker down.

He's about to yell something else at Peter when another knife plunges into his gut, and this one is a whole lot harder to ignore even with his pain receptors dulled.

The Risen shoves him off, leaving him to clutch at the now-bleeding wound, and they're about to turn and finish the job.

Peter's presence seems to scare them off.

"Motherfucker," Cayde groans, blinking his optics a few times to rid the haze from his vision. "You're gonna-- have t' gimme a-- a second." As soon as it's evident their bounty is gone, Sundance is out and scanning over his wounds, expanding her shell to allow her Light to flow and heal him.

"So what's the plan now?"

[quillheel]

PERMANENT DYNAMIC TAG CALL. ━ please like this post & comment/message me which muses you'd like the tag to be for, whether or the dynamic is platonic or romantic & which blog url and I'll make you a funky little specialized tag for that dynamic to be used for anything to do with them! Examples below!

♕ Slim to none: but not so slim you've got to slip between the cracks. So come back: come back. - WHEATLEY&CHELL ; ofeggies

♕ Because you had him first / and you would let the world break its own neck if it means keeping him. - GANONDORF/LINK ; scarfbond

♕ You took my hand when you woke up. / we all die alone but I am so glad that you are here - MARI&MICHAEL ; prizecxrner

♕ Buzzing razor held aloft & just about to strike ; I loved you before even ever I knew what love was like - KYLE/JACKET ; campblcd

[gaygxnslinger]

“No I would look so cool with holohair. But I got my hood anyway! If you had to wear a proper helmet your hair would look even worse.”

"It may LOOK good but by the Traveler I don't want to TOUCH that mess."

[gaygxnslinger]

He's just looking at Peter. "...I could get a wig. Or holohair. And it'd be INFINITELY cooler than yours."

"It may LOOK good but by the Traveler I don't want to TOUCH that mess."

[gaygxnslinger]

ofeggies​:

OFEGGIES ★ STARLORD:

In his defence, Quill didn’t know that he’d trigger the alarms, because that usually doesn’t happen when he scavenges. It just so happened that the Fallen party had gone exactly in his favour, &. he’d made a few quick bucks from the getaway. It’s not like it’s his first-time getting dirty in a holdup. He’s an outlaw—it happens.

So yes, maybe, hypothetically speaking, he did abandon Cayde. But it wasn’t out of cowardice. In fact, Peter begs that it was a noble &. heroic effort, to escape with the baggage &. for Cayde to so nobly sacrifice himself to help the bounty hunter get out.

He “didn’t think Cayde made it”, which is why he turned the bounty in alone.

Peter is taken aback by how willing Cayde is to accept the help, especially after their past collusions together. With a pat, the Exo is on the move, &. Starlord trails behind.

── ; ❝ You’re a real comedian, Cayde-6. ❞ Quill bites back at the jab. Rude. ❝ If you’re so awesome at what you do, you’d think you wouldn’t need a We– ❞

A fist hits Peter’s chest, but as he goes to retaliate, he realises it’s just Cayde holding him out of sight from the Eliksni that scurry past. He leans out the doorframe, watching the Fallen in a flurry. It almost stings to watch them be massacred &. be so evidently scared, but he tries his best to ignore it.

The Starlord slinks back, wheezing slightly as he finally regains his breath that he had been holding after the shove. His guns are in his hand now, &. he listens to the gunshots fade out. There’s nothing but gradual footsteps, the crunching of Shore dirt beneath heavy boots.

This is a trap.

But it’s not a trap if he knows it’s a trap, ergo it’s a face-off.

In a second, Peter’s face is now his mask, scanning the vague heat signature of the approaching lightbearer from beyond the wall. He clicks a button on the helmet, &. now he’s whispering through the same communications channel as 6.

── ; ❝ We’ve got him. On my count. ❞ Quill holds up one finger &., ❝ Three. ❞

He leaps out, blasting the two guns in the third Guardians face until– click click click.

Oh for the love of–

Motherfucker--

In the split second it takes for him to leap out after Quill, things somehow manage to get even worse: several rounds do go off, but all Cayde can think to do is say, “You forgot to reload?! Or-- recharge? Whatever the hell you gotta do to make those damn things shoot!” And that’s why the Ace is better! Cayde can count his shots in his sleep at this point, knows exactly when to reload, and can scavenge ammo easily from enemies.

Even if refilling mags is a pain in the--

There’s no chance to continue berating his makeshift partner because their mutual enemy has the gall to laugh before sending a smokebomb towards them, blinding Cayde for a few crucial seconds.

To prevent the Lightbearer from getting too close the Gunslinger tosses four knives in front of him, hoping something hits. From the burst of energy he gains and the grunt of pain he hears, Cayde can only presume at least one hit, but that’s good enough for him right now. A dodge to the left.

Hopefully Quill isn’t too distracted with his stupid laser blasters to help.

“You really think you’re gettin’ away this time?” Cayde taunts while firing off round after round, swiftly reloading, then continuing. The Lightbearer, deciding that the Exo is the bigger threat right now, focuses on him.

Hopefully Quill takes a cue and does something worthwhile this time around. It’s a golden opportunity!

For now, he just has to keep the Risen occupied, and if there’s one thing Cayde is great at: it’s being a distraction. “Can’t wait to cash in that bounty. Might get a new ornament commission for the Ace of Spades...” more shots, he dashes out of the way of retaliation fire, “and all you get is a big ol’ disappointed look from the Titan Vanguard himself!” Truly the worst punishment.

The Lightbearer takes a moment to charge a grenade. Cayde closes the gap between them, attempting to lodge a knife anywhere he can.

[gaygxnslinger]

ofeggies​:

OFEGGIES ★ STARLORD:

Quill’s throat is met with the barrel of a gun, leaving the Starlord to freeze in place—he certainly did not expect to see Cayde-6’s face here either.He gives the Ace of Spades a tap before pushing it down with the barrel of his own Quad Blasters. Behind the red visor of his mask, he glances to the Exo’s eyes with a grimace.

── ; ❝ I could say the exact same thing ! ❞ Peter exclaims, his mask retracting to reveal his expression as he thrusts his gun in a vaguely threatening manner. ❝ Same reason you’re here, by the way. I’m Starlord ! A guy’s on the loose, &. it’s my job to keep ‘em in line. Hopefully get my hands on some units … papa’s low on Glimmer. Y'know ?❞

He doesn’t blame Cayde for his frustration. All the times they’d encountered had resulted in some rendition of a fight or disagreement. Hell, their first meeting was because Peter thought it a good idea to steal from 6’s den.

He’s not as good as he portrays himself to be, but being stranded in space &. refusing contact with any civilisation does that to you.

── ; ❝ For the record, you’re ridiculously loud. I knew it was you from a mile away. ❞ Peter’s fingers hook around the Golden Age earphones that hang from his ears, tugging them out before holding a gloved hand to his neck. As the earphones drop down beside his walkman, the sound of David Bowie fills the stagnant air. Quill fumbles, halting the cassette so as to not draw more attention between the two ( because an unexpected ambush is the last thing he needs )

He gives a quick squint that reads ‘ If you so much as consider making comment on the music … ’ before holstering the blasters.

Finger guns are pointed between Cayde &. Peter as he gives a quick sip of the atmosphere around them. Then comes the question …

── ; ❝ Hey … what about you &. I …team up ? We’re both hunting the same guy, &. no doubt neither of us plan to get Bacon or Sundance shot. ❞

‘ &., ’ he thinks, ‘ it makes this job much easier for me. ’ but he daren’t say that to Cayde’s face.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever,” Cayde waves his hand, “beat it. There’s plenty other bounties out there.” He wouldn’t be so annoyed if this didn’t keep happening. At least one in every three times he goes to hunt someone down, Quill is right there alongside him, and no, Cayde doesn’t care if it’s because they’re both tracking down the guys with the highest pricetags on their heads!

A mile away. Pf. As if he hasn’t just had a gun pointed to his throat because he’s too busy figuring out what playlist works best for a showdown. Though he does have good taste in music.

Oh, as if Quill hadn’t doublecrossed him the last time they met, running off with heaps of glimmer and leaving Cayde to clean up the mess of Fallen that had flooded in because SOMEONE set off the Light-damned alarms! Maybe he can return the favour.

“Y’know what, sure. Ain’t got too much problem with havin’ a partner in crime.” His tone is a little too inviting, but he doesn’t give Quill much time to react -- a little pat on the side then the Exo is off, heading down the left hallway, seeing as Peter hasn’t found anything from the direction he came.  The ether itself isn’t detectable, but plenty of canisters have been exploded, that much is evident. Definitely came this way.

A trace of light, too.

“Looks like our guy’s a Void wielder. Better get a Well prepped ‘cause I don’t feel like fightin’ blind in a Bubble.” Can this guy even Bubble? Who knows. He shudders at the thought.

Then-- more steps. Definitely not Quill’s ragtag fireteam, either. With a quick glance around the room, Cayde shoves Peter towards a nook, packing them both in there just as a a small army of what must be the surviving Fallen rushes past them, probably in an attempt to escape their Rogue Lightbearer. Better to let them leave than waste time and bullets.