#lugulabre

Version Anglaise ici! / English version here!

The start of a triplet AU! Or PLA!Ingo gets to return home, but to the wrong timeline.

some notes :

it's not a case of "this ingo will become this older ingo", they're "different" ingos

PLA!Ingo was aware he was going to be sent back, someone just got the timeline wrong

he got to say goodbye to his friends

he has his team of six with him

When they brought her back, the world was a dark green. They said her eyes faintly glowed, but she would never see herself in a mirror again. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to; after months of being in this containment chamber that could have been in another continent for all she was aware of, Eden was skin and bones and scraggly, matted hair.

It was cold in here. The air was always still. What she presumed were fans were the only noise to keep her company, apart from the Paladins that came and chided her occasionally. Give yourself up to the cause already, they’d say, and she’d sit facing the wall as not to give them satisfaction.

These days her fingers were the sole receptacle for her world. They sought out the ridges in the hard metal wall, imagining she was drawing rivers and grasslands and whatever else her father wanted to come out of Project Purity. The Brotherhood of Steel didn’t have an interest in saving anyone, she thought. Their mandate to confiscate technology for themselves was harmful. She had felt this way before, been confined in Raven Rock, and hoped to learn again to love her prison.

But she hadn’t learned to love the four walls, she knew. She had learned to love Colonel Autumn. She had felt warmth again, under his teachings. She could fight just as good as a man before, but now she was refined. Strategies crafted in her mind, and she mapped out anywhere with finer skill. He wasn’t here though, she had slipped from his grip on a field mission, and now the Elders all spent days ruminating over how to deal with her whilst she morphed into a spectre rather than a girl.

Dishonesty. Dishonest. That was a word she had liked in her youth. It was such a concrete way of saying someone was a dirty rotten liar, and when Eden tipped her head upwards, she convinced herself she could see more light, and was a liar too.

I don’t believe you, the voice in her head would ring out, whenever they said she would save the wasteland. It was the same voice as when they said she wouldn’t be blind forever.