don't say goodbye.

A canyon, Noire found herself nestled in a field. It looks….dead to say the lease. Besides the towering rock that encased the archer, the greenery was sparse.

Oh great, cursed to die in this miserable pit of a canyon! 

The area was silent, the only sound the girl could hear was her own breath and her footsteps. Could this be apart of Plegia? Probably not but Noire had to find out. She wandered and wandered, her bow slack in her hands, arrow cautiously prepped in case there was a living soul. 

“W-who’s there?” she turned around quickly, her knees banging together, she swore that she heard something. The archer started to take short, quick breaths in slight panic. She was getting nervous and paranoia was edging itself into her. In moments the fear that the girl was experiencing was replaced with rage (thanks to her talisman)

“REVEAL YOURSELF HEATHEN BEFORE I SMITE YOU WITH MY ARROWS.” her bow was staged and ready to strike anyone down. 

     She looks like she comes from the Stone Ages. (Okay, not that far back but she’s from an era that’s old.) Unless she’s wearing some weird costume? Eh, who knows. Tex will be able to get her answers once she goes down to see here which she does.

     If Tex would raise a brow right now, she would. But alas she can not.

Blood Gulch.

He almost couldn’t believe it. It had been so long since he’d been here he’d almost forgot what this shitty box canyon looked like. Or… rather… it had been so long since the Alpha had been here. Those memories still remained but… they were a little hazy. So much so that he couldn’t recall any of the insignificant memories anymore. The ones that led up to the big ones. Weren’t those pretty important? Ah, whatever… he supposed it didn’t matter.

His form, standing about six inches tall, moved across the top of the blue base, allowing himself to peer across the canyon. The red base was within eyeshot. Just as always. But this was so empty now. It felt… a little sad, honestly. To have been through so much in this place only to have it left sitting here. Empty. Hollow. Just an empty bowl in the middle of nowhere with two empty, scarred bases in it. There were still marks on the walls of the canyon from tank and gunfire. He could even recall where he’d “died” the first time. A scorch mark up on that ridge.

The sound of footsteps caught him off-guard. Especially considering they were nearly right behind him. When he turned around, a pair of black, armored boots caught his eye… and his gaze slowly traveled upward until he caught sight of the visor. He knew he told himself he’d delete any trace of her. But who could forget her? Regardless, he was… surprised, to say the least. She was sitting here. Right in front of him, as though nothing had ever happened.

“Tex…?”

His voice was confused. Just how was she here? There was no way she should’ve been able to exist. Not unless he, himself, were to create a new copy of her. And he sure as hell wouldn’t have done that. Not after everything they’d been through to take her down.

     The fact there is some strange, small, glowing thing appeared on top of the blue base made her wary and want to check it out. Who knows what it can be after all and better say than sorry. It’s probably just some trash though that one of the boys left behind. 

     That wouldn’t surprise her.

welcome, agent texas!

your access portal to the stargate will be located in THE BLOOD GULCH.

when entering another canon you will be allowed to retain your SUIT OF ARMOR as well as A GUN OF YOUR CHOOSING.

happy world traveling!