REMEMBER.

              the guardians trigger an escalation protocol outside, and it makes efrideet wonder if she ever thought to seal this place. one stray bullet could screw up her entire operation here on mars. guardians were immortal, but tech? tech could get blown up rather easily. the iron lord watches her, watches her excuses. which, to be fair are valid reasons but they seem to be excuses to efrideet all the same. ana bray is nothing if not dedicated, the guardian would never lie to herself: she still has issues with rasputin.        ❛  don’t  forget  though,  when  the  collapse  happened  rasputin  did  nothing.         he  let  people  die.  ❜

                                                ice and ghosts of a civilization long lost covers this planet like a blanket with the warmind the vanguard’s leader was afraid of as the being tucked in tightly. what would that make ana bray? the parent reading to their child? it’s irrelevant, really. she’s a link, and an old friend. a friend before siva, back when the iron lords were real. when they fought for the city. when they were more than just relics referenced in the iron banner. there is a moment that here, in the bray facility that the bladedancer would sneak up on an old friend, but she’s seen her knifework. efrideet doesn’t feel like getting stabbed today, so, she merely leans against one of the large windows.           ❛  you  don’t  ever  stop  working,  do  you?  ❜   //  @brayesian: sc.

      the plaza is never quiet.   there are steps she could take and half-assed programs she could encode to create some sort of sound dampener but there’s something about the noise that creates an air of immediacy that hums in her veins like fire.   they need this now.   they need rasputin now.   sure, there are measures in place to keep any especially endeavouring souls out of the futurescape compound, hive and cabal alike, but it means she’s grown complacent—downright comfortable—up out of the fight and she’s almost not prepared for the voice.   bad guardian.   she can hear zavala’s lecture already, even as her head turns to meet the owner.