#in which tevis is a ginger and swears like a sailor

[etheiryan]

Say My Name

“Cayde!” His voice was hoarse from repeating the same words over and over in the thick smoke. “Andal! Where are you idiots?”

They’d been separated during the attack. The scorch cannons were...unexpected. As a result, here Tevis was, a lone nightstalker human trying to find his idiot friends who were probably still in the Lost Sector.

...which was burning, judging by the smoke steadily billowing out of the top of the building. Hell, it might even collapse soon.

There was still no sign of the other two hunters.

Tevis groaned to himself, reloading his scout rifle, “Guess I have to go back in, here goes fucking nothin’.”

Crouching low and with his helmet back over his face, Tevis was, for the most part, out of the smoke. Not out of danger yet, though. “Artemis, try the comms again,” he whispered as the void embraced him with its usual whispers and he shadestepped into another room.

“Contacting Andal and Cayde...nothing but static. I’ll keep at.”

Tevis sighed, tuning out the incessant voices of the void, “Any suggestions?”

“Uh...shoot some cabal.”

“...That’s as good of an objective as any, I suppose.” Tevis cracked his knuckles, “Let’s light this popsicle stand.”

“Get tethered motherfuckers!” Tevis cackled as he released his shadowshot, creating a mini-void in the middle of the room. The hive mindlessly wandering stumbled as the void snatched them up, overwhelming them with the combined voices of everyone who had ever whispered into it.

It was a simple task to blow their heads ceiling high after that.

“..evis? Tevis, come in.”

“It’s Andal!” Artemis exclaimed in surprise, “Guess the cabal had some sort of jammer or something.”

“Andal! Thank the Traveler, I was starting to think you’d died to some lowly hive shit for a second.” Despite his joking words, Tevis felt his body, tensed since they had lost contact, weaken in relief.

“Ha, it’ll take more than a simple Lost Sector to take me out,” Andal’s words were breathless, “But Cayde’s my bigger worry now.”

“Why?” Tevis straightened, seriousess returning to his voice, “What happened?”

“His thick skull hit a corner, one of the wizards got to him.” Andal reported, “They’re all dead, of course-”

Tevis got the impression that the whole room was sparking with arc blade slashes.

“-but our newest addition isn’t waking up.” He finished.

Tevis let his hood and helmet transmat away, his hand coming up to mess with his ginger waves, “Uuuhhh alright. I’ll be right there. Artemis, set a waypoint at their signal.”

“Marked.”

“How bad is it?”

Andal looked up as Tevis entered the room, reloading his scout rifle. “He’s woken up, once. Passed out again almost immediately.”

“Can’t Sundance heal him?”

“She has. He had a dent in the back of his head that got fixed, but…”

Sundance materialized over Cayde, “Physically, he’s all good. His mind...it’s a mess. It’s like his memories are all overlapping and mixing and just being really weird.”

Andal frowned and reached out to slap the exo, “Oi, wake up.”

Cayde shot straight up.

“Holy fuck!” Tevis swore, startled by Cayde’s sudden movement.

“Hey, Cayde. Buddy. Do you remember anything? How’s your head?”

Cayde blinked. Once. Twice. “...I….you…”

“Who am I? Say my name.”

“A…” his glowing eyes narrowed.

“C’mon bud. Just my name,” Andal encouraged.

“I...I don’t know…”

Took some liberties on this one, especially on wierd hive magic. Also late, but the next few ones should be on time for once. Also...is it borrowing headcanons from @nutshaxx if I helped develop them? Idk. Void hcs are mine tho. First destcember that doesnt involve an oc lmao.