#fireteamresilient

[lightvoices]

@fireteam-resilient, continued from here

☼ - Zufash had been mumbling to herself after dealing with a particularly stubborn Guardian in the courtyard, and was headed on her way back to Tower North.  Said Guardian had accused her, and in turn the Speaker, of being emotionless figureheads.  So she mumbled angrily to herself as she headed back to where the Speaker is.  What she does not expect is another Guardian to hear her mumblings.

She blinks, turning around to look at the Titan, raising an eyebrow before she laughs.  “One of those faces, hmm?” she says with a small giggle, a hand going to cover her mouth.  “I suppose I should take that as a compliment.”

He’s lucky she’s more amused than insulted by the situation.  “Do you even know who I am, Guardian?”

[aurea-fide]

“Does it hurt when I touch it?” (Emily to Rryiks)

@fireteam-resilient

] [ ft Rryiks ]

The Guardian has been hanging out and pretty much living at the House of Kings since ZIevorks found her and adopted her.She wasn’t a bad one though. She spoke their language, she was friendly and she tried to help when she could. Like now. The Vandal was currently sitting on an wooden crate, hissing as she was touching his ankle. Rryiks twisted it at one point carrying much needed supplies, and heard the snap when it happened. He’s pretty sure it’s broken. 

“Yeah. Think it’s broken.” He grunts. 

[hivexborn-blog]

@fireteam-resilient x

     He sat hunched in his chair beside the medbay bed. Elbows on his knees and his hands folded together, thumbs against his lips. His golden eyes watched her as she woke. Glowing brighter with how pleased he was to see she had finally rejoined the world. An eyebrow raising only slightly when asked who he was. A chuckle and he sat back in his chair. His legs now crossed. Arms on the arm rests.

     “ I am Axel, a Titan, but you can call me Ax or X if you so desire. You’re lucky I cam across you. I almost missed you, but thankfully your armor glistened from the sun. Caught my attention and I took you here to this... Farm. What’s left of a farm, anyway. What about your name? ”

[sunspawned]

@fireteam-resilient

“Hey, you big asshole!” Diah gritted her teeth. “You fucking bumped into me! You got a problem??”

It had been one of the tiniest bumps ever, but she had already been angry, almost searching for something to go off about, and... well. This stranger happened to be her only viable target for now.

[ninefcld-moved]

Hell-Bent

( Aaron-8 ) 

The titan stared down at the body between them. The warlock that had volunteered to join them on this strike against the Hive. Only to turn around and try to sacrifice them to safe his own life. As it turns out, his ghost had been dead for years because of the Hive in these caverns and he was hell-bent on throwing himself and their last fireteam member into the pit.

He looks over to her when she speaks. She had ended his life with a well placed throw of a knife. Aaron certainly respected a hunter’s aim, if nothing else.

“I would have done the same.” He comments, turning away and shouldering his gun. He felt no pity for the warlock after this betrayal. “My only concern now is getting out of these caves in one piece. Unless you still want to finish this mission while we’re down a man.”

“We can finish it,” the hunter answered evenly, determined. She paced to the now-lifeless warlock and pulled her knife from him. “We’re not that far from the target, and the way out won’t be our problem.” Seraph wasn’t keen on working with teams, but with one of them down, she felt more in her element. She hadn’t quite pinned the titan down, but he seemed reliable. That meant she didn’t have to worry about her back so much.  “Do you feel up to it?”

[tutela-populus]

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ ( Fireteamresilient, jaden ofc ;o )

[rxspxtin]

@fireteam-resilient x

       “ You can’t save everybody. ” He began. Red optics flickering from the titan to the warlock. His twitched only slightly, apart from his still frame, but even that began to shift. Transferring his weight from one foot to the other.

       “ That’s the price of true victory. Even to you guardians. The key knowledge. Without sacrifice there can be no victory, that is something Clovis Bray once said. ” His attention rested on her for a moment more until a mechanical hand reached down to take the gun from the titans side to look it over. He knew she had to have no knowledge of who he was. Who would ? No one has seen, nor talked to him outside his core. So perhaps it was time to reveal himself  to offer more.. Comfort of sorts. 

      “ I’ve saved many lives and many I haven’t. Even.. lost parts of me have slaughtered lords.I’m sure you remember SIVA. ” His hand waved in the air then, setting the gun aside for now only to let air ventilate out in the sound of a sigh. “ The great Warmind with no equal. Even I, something designed to be perfect, have made mistakes. Even I have and will not be able to save everybody. No one can do that. In the end there will always be death and gaining victory is in their names. ”

[lightvoices]

“How many fingers am I holding up?” (Fireteam resilient, pick a muse any muse lol)

helping my injured muse | ACCEPTING

☼ - Vadim’s vision swims, and he gasps for breath, coughing up blood as he struggles to stand.  He made it out of the Tower, but just barely.  The Cabal were after him.  He’s lost Zufash in the chaos, and fears the worst has happened to her.  Where is his daughter?  What have they done to the Traveler?

[”Shh, you need to focus.  You’ve hit your head really badly, we need to get out of here,”] his Ghost says, though her own voice sounds weak.  She hears voices in the distance, Guardian voices, and she calls out, weakly.  [”Someone help!”]

There’s a Titan at his side then, and he looks up with cloudy eyes.  His mind is too hazed to remember this Guardian’s name, at the moment.  He coughs up a bit of blood and it comes out in a trickle from the corner of his mouth.  He’s holding fingers in front of his face.  Oh…

“Um…four?” Vadim guesses from where he’s currently slumped on the ground, blinking blearily.  It’s probably not actually four.  Damn it all…