#the light blade

[ahungeringknife]

365: June 12-13

@seventhscorpio Will Dornuk ever get his himbo boyfriend? Read and find out!

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Gup followed Alak Hul away from the temple deeper into the city throne world. He didn’t make eye contact with anyone like Alak Hul had since taught him so they didn’t feel invited to come speak with them. Gup appreciated why Alak Hul’s helmet had no visible eye holes. He could not be engaged in conversation if he never looked at anyone. Maybe he’d talk to Ghostie about fabricating a helmet that worked around his horns that did the same.

The Proving Grounds was a large open air gymnasium style of structure with white paving stones along the ground and surrounded by a building held up by beautiful white pillars. The floor was cleaned daily but that couldn’t cover the blood and gore of the Proving Grounds or let you ignore the pile of corpses to one side. Unlike the Training Grounds the Proving Grounds were where you could die. You proved you were worth your sword. Worth the time of your training. Not every fight ended in death or even maiming but many did.

Gup just stood beside Alak Hul, scanning the area. He really hoped Dornuk wasn’t here in case he embarrassed himself, or worse, got himself killed. He winced seeing the acolyte across the way, watching another pair of acolytes engage in their own fighting. As usual he was writing something down.

After a few minutes a match was arranged for Gup by Alak Hul and another higher ranked knight’s squire. Just looking at them Gup knew they were older than Gup and probably had way more experience. He didn’t let his unease show.

They weren’t the only fight going on in the Proving Grounds and Gup was glad not to be the center of complete attention for once. He really regretted his morph sometimes. The fight taking the most attention was a pair of knights a ways off who were engaged in a fist fight and not a sword fight. Their bellows drew everyone’s attention.

Gup put them out of his mind facing the other squire. They pulled out a cleaver of a sword. “What’s he expect to do with that thing?” the other big knight asked Alak Hul when Gup took out his own. His uncle Leon had given him this sword. Typically Titans used it so it was a great sword but unlike the cleaver the other knight held it was shiny and clean, the blade coming to a sharp point and a shining edge.

“He took it from a Guardian. Do not doubt,” Alak Hul grunted. Gup supposed that wasn’t untrue. It was from a Guardian. Just not a dead one.

Gup bowed just enough to be respectful to his combatant who did the same, not really lowering his head to expose the back of his neck but a dip of the shoulders. Gup was confused when he lumbered forward and took a swing at him so slowly it felt like he was moving in slow motion. Gup easily side stepped and swung in an arc that was aimed at their knee.

After a few moments of back and forth Gup realized this squire wasn’t a very good fighter. Either because Gup’s training was better or he was just bad. It wasn’t like he’d started sword training as a knight. His mom had had him learning to shoot a gun and use a sword a few years ago and Guardians had an insane rate of learning. He’d learned Hive forms with Alak Hul but they were all power moves. Where was the finesse?

Their swords crossed and Gup looked into the squire’s eyes. He didn’t know why Gup was able to stand up so well against him. Gup made a fist with his free hand and smashed it into the squire’s face sending him stumbling back. Gup moved forward with some quick foot work and slashed him across the front and then the arm. The sword ripped through the chitin but only just barely made him start to bleed.

The squire roared at him and struck at Gup again but it was so slow and telegraphed. How the fuck had this species conquered millions of worlds when their fighting style was so open? His uncle would have giving him a smack on the arm if he left his chest that open.

He plunged the tip of the sword into that opening and pushed hard, unfooting them and slamming the squire down into the stone on his back. Gup looked down at him so confused. It shouldn’t have been that easy surely? But when he looked over at Alak Hul and the other knight he was right. The other knight was furious and Alak Hul looked unimaginably smug even in his helmet. The knight had underestimated Gup’s ability. Shit Gup had underestimated his ability!

“Go on then,” Alak Hul said with mirth.

And do what? Gup looked at the squire and they both knew. Kill him. Except Gup couldn’t. He’d never killed anyone and his mom would flip out if she came back to get him and found out he’d made his first real kill when she wasn’t around. He also didn’t want to. He wasn’t a real Hive. He didn’t want to kill others. Not really. He just wanted to hang out with Alak Hul and his friends around the Temple of the Navigator.

“Xolkûn, do it,” Alak Hul said again, now annoyed.

Gup pulled his sword out of the squire’s chest. “No.”

“Xolkûn,” Alak Hul growled.

“Let him live with the shame of losing to someone like me. A fate worse than death,” Gup said. He looked at the squire. “You lost to someone who’s only had this morph three months. Your knight must not be a very good teacher and you an even worse squire.” Alak Hul laughed at that. Good. A victory that didn’t involve killing! Perfect.

The knight was furious and wouldn’t even look at his squire as he stood to go stand by his side, hand to his chest where Gup had stabbed him.

Alak Hul made him fight a few other knights at the Proving Grounds. Some proved a bit more difficult but they all just… broadcast their movements. Wide swings, leaving their centers open, didn’t stand to the side to attack. Gup knew why Hive were dangerous to Guardians but fighting them like this it had to be a numbers game. There were more knights that could hack away at you than a Guardian could fight on their own. But one on one? It was almost embarrassing how much better trained Gup was from Guardians than by the Hive.

Gup used his own chitin to wipe fresh blood off his sword. “Are we done yet?” he asked Alak Hul after almost a dozen fights. He had acquired a few superficial scars to his chitin but it hadn’t even made him bleed. His mom was going to fret over them so bad when he got home though. “I’ve yet to have a real challenge. This is boring,” he played up acting unaffected and full of himself. Really he just didn’t want this to escalate into some older knights who could and would kill him. Or he be put into a position where he be actually forced to kill.

Alak Hul laughed. “Yes, Xolkûn, I believe you have proven yourself and sated your blade.”

Oh thank the Light. Gup gladly sheathed his sword.

Now that the fighting was over Gup hoped they’d go back to the Temple. That seemed to be the plan before several knights and acolytes came up to talk with him. Oh this shit again. He knew enough about Hive double speak to realize within a brief exchange they were flirting with him. In the weird way the Hive did. He wished he was small enough still to climb onto Alak Hul’s shoulders and just say, ‘lets get out of here’. But he hadn’t been that small in a long while.

Eventually he escaped all the conversations that all went more or less the same and he wasn’t sure if they wanted to fuck him or cut his chest open and bathe their hands in his organs. He really just wanted to go hang out with Dornuk, if he was still around. He left the conversations and looked around for his friend.

He found him sitting on a bench inside the covered walkway, furiously typing at his tablet. And furious as in he was mad. Oh what was he mad about now?

“Hey,” he said, coming to Dornuk.

“Finally extracted yourself from your adoring fans?” Dornuk said, grumpy.

“Trust me I would love if they never talked to me again,” Gup said, positioning himself so he was sort of hidden behind one of the support pillars. “You see any of my fights?”

“Yes.”

“What’d you think?”

“I think you made a fool of many knights and they will remember the shame you visited upon them.”

“I just didn’t want to kill them.”

“I figured.”

“You think Alak Hul would be mad if I told him?”

“Yes.”

“You alright?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Dornuk asked sharply.

“You just seem… upset.”

“I’m not,” Dornuk looked away stubbornly.

“Okay. We’re done here. Did you want to come back to the Temple with us?”

“I’m busy,” Dornuk said sharply.

Gup deflated. “Okay. You don’t have to be so mean about it,” he whined.

“… Perhaps when I finish I will meet you there,” Dornuk allowed.

“Great!”

“Xolkûn!” Alak Hul called him, making him start.

“Now what?” he groaned looking out from behind the pillar. Alak Hul wasn’t looking for him but was looking at him. Spotted instantly. Dang. “Come by. My mom’s favorite band released a new album. We can listen to it,” he said nicely to Dornuk, hopefully to make him less irritated. He was always so grumpy and Gup just wanted to hang out with his friend but he didn’t like to when Dornuk was in a bad mood. And he was seemingly always in a bad mood recently. At least if they left the Temple or the Keep.

“Sure. If I have time,” Dornuk allowed, sounding less wound up even now.

“Great,” and he ducked out from the pillar and went to Alak Hul.

Thankfully it was just Alak Hul telling him they were leaving. Thank the Light! Gup just wanted to go back to the Temple and hide in Sivra’s rose bushes until his mom or Dornuk showed up.

[evercelle]

unfulfilled yearning

[drenched-in-sunlight]

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(also no thought… just Marika with her little daughters)

[scipunk]

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[ahungeringknife]

365: June 11

This time featuring @eyesupguardians's Sivra, who's also a character in the D&Destiny game I DM. Gup is Sivra's 'little buddy' in the game too it's very cute.

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At first it had been very flattering to get the sort of attention Gup wasn’t used to from members of the Lucent Brood. But after a few months Gup was over it. Everyone knew by now he was Alak Hul’s squire and favored by the Witch Queen besides and he was very clearly not Lucent Brood or any other fragmented known swarm. So he stuck out against the dark chitin of Savathun’s swarm and the ash white Lucent swarm with his dusty almost indigo gray.

Sivra found him sulking in the gardens surrounding the Temple of the Navigator. “There you are. Alak Hul is looking for you,” she said when she found him hiding behind some hedges.

“I know. I’m hiding,” he said petulantly.

“Why? Alak Hul is ready to go to your first Proving Grounds.”

He rolled his eyes where she couldn’t see. “I don’t want to go.”

She came around and with no effort at all grabbed his arm and lifted him up to his feet, making him give an undignified squeak. “You will do the Temple proud,” was all she said and he looked away, pulling his arm out of her grasp to fold them.

“I don’t want to,” he said again.

She cocked her head at him. “Why not? It is an important time in a young Knight’s journey to make an appearance at the Proving Grounds.”

“They stare at me, Sivra. I don’t like it,” he said, sounding whiny but it was true!

The Lucent Knight looked at him. “Why?”

“You know.”

“Why does it bother you then?”

“I just don’t like it. All my life my mom’s tried to hide me, keep me out of sight. It just… doesn’t sit well in me,” he said.

“It would make Alak Hul happy if he could show you at the Proving Grounds.”

“Ugggh. I know,” he groaned. Alak Hul had not had a squire in an age before his first death and Gup’s existence was quite… exciting for everyone. Both those involved and those not. “I’d have never gone through with my morph if it meant I was bothered so much.”

“Who bothers you?” He didn’t blame her for not knowing. Sivra spent almost all her time here at the Temple, tending to the gardens here. She had for almost a decade now.

“Wizards. Some knights too.”

“Oh. Courting.”

“You don’t have to be quite so up front about it you know,” he whined.

She was thoughtful a moment. “Wizards usually respect when they’ve been beat. At least in such things. There is no honor in taking someone else’s mate when they will always might be a knife in your back.”

“I don’t see how that helps me, Sivra,” he huffed.

“I don’t either!” she said cheerfully. “But perhaps one of them will entice you and that will make the others leave you alone.”

Gup grimaced. “Yeah. Sure.”

“Xolkûn!” and he nearly jumped out of his own chitin at Alak Hul’s thunderous roar from the steps of the Temple.

“By the Light he scares me every time he does that,” Gup said, hand to his chest. Sivra giggled.

“I did say he was looking for you,” Sivra said mildly. He whined wordlessly at her. “The sooner you go the sooner it will be over,” she said and directed him towards the stairs. “I’m sure your friend Dornuk will be there too. Savathun is interested in your progress so always sends him.”

That sounded even worse! What if he made an absolute fool of himself. He always was a bit of a fool in Dornuk’s eyes but that was fine. They always just laughed about it. But at the Proving Ground? Being a fool there could have his hand, or worse, his life. He was sure Alak Hul would step in before that happened. His mom had threatened both Savathun and Alak Hul with no uncertain violence they’d never seen if any real harm came to Gup if she okay’d Gup to be Alak Hul’s squire. And he believed it! You did not mess with Guardians! Even his mom, and she was so small.

He was sure Dornuk would find something to say about his form anyway. He’d been so… grumpy lately. Gup didn’t even know why. Just ever since he’d taken his morph he’d been so grumpy. Not all the time. But it seemed like Gup could never do anything right around him lately. Which sucked! Dornuk was like his best friend. Second Hive friend at the very least. He still wasn’t sure Hive had ‘best friends’.

“Xolkûn, look alive,” Alak Hul yelled from the temple.

“You’re going to make him upset if you don’t go,” Sivra said.

“I know,” Gup sighed and finally extracted himself from the garden.

“Where were you?” Alak Hul asked when Gup showed himself, standing at the bottom of the stairs. Gup just shrugged. Wasn’t worth getting into it. “You are prepared?” Gup shrugged again. “That isn’t an answer, Xolkûn.”

“I’ll die or I won’t.”

“You will not,” Alak Hul said sternly.

“We’re going, yes?”

“Yes.”

[kainebell]

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