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@luxdelumin​ said: ❛ tomorrow is another day and you won’t have to hide away. ❜ 

     THE  WARMTH  OF  THE  candlelight  is  nothing  like  the  warmth  he  once  felt  at  his  core.   the  searing  solar  light,   a  molten  heart.   now  ash.   it’s  the  closest  he  can  get  to  it  anymore.   osiris  does  not  turn  his  head  when  he  hears  ikora.   he  knows  she  grieves  for  sagira  too,   and  he  wonders  if  she  pities  him.   he  will  age  like  any  lightless  person.   he  will  grow  older  than  he’s  ever  been  and  he  will  die.

     he  hopes  her  goodbyes  when  that  day  comes  are  simple  and  to  the  point.   he  never  liked  formalities,   and  he  has  little  patience  for  something  drawn  out.

      he  thinks  too  far  ahead.   for  now  he  soaks  in  the  cold  light  of  the  candles,   his  eyes  only  briefly  glancing  to  ikora  when  he  can  feel  her  take  a  seat  next  to  him.   he’s  not  hiding  away.   he’s  just  .  .  .

      ❝  perhaps  .  .  .  ❞   he  says,   voice  barely  above  a  whisper,   a  stark  contrast  to  his  usual  voice  -  commanding  attention.   ❝  i’m  not  going  to  stay  here,   if  that’s  what  you’re  suggesting.   just  because  i  .  .  .  ❞

     his  words  falter.

     The last thing he remembered was the guardian knelt beside him. His chest growing and shrinking RAPIDLY with heavy breaths. Internal systems failing one by one... His vents oh so desperately trying to hold onto oxygen while his optics flickered on and offline. The best bet.. He ever.. Lost. Then nothing. It was all over. It was his time to COME HOME. To his family- to his son. 

     He never expected to wake up again. His ghost was gone. His soul lost to his body. His light was extinguished.. But the world has a strange way of surprises. Suppose the Traveler does too.

     A ghost- But not just ANY ghost- rushed to make his way back to the tower. Eager chirps and clicking as he sped past anything and anyone. Everyone knew who he was. They knew that shell ANYWHERE and it came to everyone's surprise the CHANGE in his normally depressed mood that’s stuck with him for a very long time.

     He almost didn’t notice IKORA on his way to the lower chambers. He sped past only to humm in acknowledgement of her in RESPECT- though making it clear he couldn’t stop and talk. He was on a mission.

     AMBUS stopped just outside of Caydes resting place. His blue optic beaming at the keypad to UNLOCK it and wiggle his way in through slowly parting doors. 

     It took a moment for the revive to even begin. He took the time to float around the body draped in a thin white sheet to be SURE this was his NEW guardian.. and it was. 

     “ Eye’s up Cayde, that wasn’t your last stand. ”

     Caydes systems began to register and turn on. His hands moving first before shoulders and chest JERKED forward. He GASPED as the light ENGULFED him. His body jolting upright before his hands immediately went to his face where it had been DAMAGED.. It was good as new. He blinked, looked around the room before his gaze came to rest on Ambus. “ What the hell happened ? ” 

      Red eyes stare into the guardians own with absent emotion. His body standing stationary as if trying to strike INTIMIDATION. He knows, however, that guardians are not so easily frightened. He knows what all they have faced- What all they have seen and witnessed first hand. He knew of the horrors that plagued them- but still. It changed nothing in how he presented himself. 

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“ooh! crunchy.”

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Hands tightly grasp at Ikora’s robes and whimpers light up his throat with green flashes, his face tightly nuzzled into her shoulder and instinct tells him tears should be streaming down his face, yet all he can do is cry with a dry face and cling to the Warlock like a scared child. The night never treated him well when he was left alone to his dreams, always swirling into a storm of nightmares that he’d thrash awake from.

Thank the Traveler she was here to try and ease it after the fact.

It takes him a while to come down from the panicked high that resided in his mind after his consciousness regained control of his senses, but he did not let go of Ikora in the slightest. He held her tight, she was familiar and safe, and he so desperately needed familiar and safe right now.

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