Timerider
That guy who really should get out more.
- Location
- The End of the World.
Destiny: Gospel of a New Genesis [Evangelion/Destiny]
- Thread starter Ultra Sonic 007
- Start date
- Crossover
Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
I doubt they would ever want to leave
81.10, in which Xivu Arath reveals the next Raid mechanic.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
/The Abode of War, the War-moon of Xivu Arath/
"RAAAA!"
The collision of Ravager against the ground unleashed a wave of tainted Light, sizzling with forced hate and eager to consume.
The six Guardians once more dove out of the way...well, five dove out of the way. One was carried.
Misato Katsuragi grimaced as Zavala landed, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. "Damn it..."
She couldn't even hear Pen-Pen's voice. "...this sucks!" After having the Light for so many centuries, to suddenly be bereft of its influence entirely...well, there were a lot of colorful adjectives she could think of to describe her take on it, none of them charitable.
"Don't get too close, Lady Katsuragi," cautioned Lord Zavala, and with good reason; right now, all it would take was one good blow, and that was it. She couldn't get too close, lest she risk getting caught in the crossfire...but if she got too far away from the other Guardians, Xivu Arath was one simple leap away from smashing her into a pulp.
It absolutely sucked. "Heh...at least I'll be able to shank her if she gets close," joked Misato, holding tightly onto her knife. I could REALLY use a rifle right now...
"Stay focused," said Zavala, throwing Pulse Grenades at Xivu Arath, who was being harassed by more Light projectiles from Ikora and Osiris, as well as Cayde-6's finger-guns. Saint-14, holding his Void shields tightly, zoomed in from the side to bash the deity's face.
Xivu Arath sneered, and swung.
SMASH!
Saint-14 was sent tumbling by the blow, but that wasn't what concerned Misato; it was the knowing grin on the God of War's face. "SAINT-14, LOOK OUT!"
"Too late," hissed Xivu Arath, holding Ravager high; with a harsh snap of power, the Titan Vanguard's copious amount of Light was ripped from his body, swirling into the head of the war hammer...just like Misato's had. "A glorious offering!" exclaimed Xivu Arath, clearly delighting as Saint-14 nearly fell to his knees from the sudden weakness. "I shall offer it as a feast for Ur, the Ever-Hunger!"
Think, Misato, thought the Iron Lady. There's gotta be a way out of this! THINK!
"RAAAA!"
The collision of Ravager against the ground unleashed a wave of tainted Light, sizzling with forced hate and eager to consume.
The six Guardians once more dove out of the way...well, five dove out of the way. One was carried.
Misato Katsuragi grimaced as Zavala landed, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. "Damn it..."
(With a haughty roar, Xivu Arath raised her new war hammer, striking the ground; although they all dodged, her foot was clipped ever so slightly by the pressure...and then, there was a painful tearing sensation, as the Light was ripped out of her body.)
She couldn't even hear Pen-Pen's voice. "...this sucks!" After having the Light for so many centuries, to suddenly be bereft of its influence entirely...well, there were a lot of colorful adjectives she could think of to describe her take on it, none of them charitable.
"Don't get too close, Lady Katsuragi," cautioned Lord Zavala, and with good reason; right now, all it would take was one good blow, and that was it. She couldn't get too close, lest she risk getting caught in the crossfire...but if she got too far away from the other Guardians, Xivu Arath was one simple leap away from smashing her into a pulp.
It absolutely sucked. "Heh...at least I'll be able to shank her if she gets close," joked Misato, holding tightly onto her knife. I could REALLY use a rifle right now...
"Stay focused," said Zavala, throwing Pulse Grenades at Xivu Arath, who was being harassed by more Light projectiles from Ikora and Osiris, as well as Cayde-6's finger-guns. Saint-14, holding his Void shields tightly, zoomed in from the side to bash the deity's face.
Xivu Arath sneered, and swung.
SMASH!
Saint-14 was sent tumbling by the blow, but that wasn't what concerned Misato; it was the knowing grin on the God of War's face. "SAINT-14, LOOK OUT!"
"Too late," hissed Xivu Arath, holding Ravager high; with a harsh snap of power, the Titan Vanguard's copious amount of Light was ripped from his body, swirling into the head of the war hammer...just like Misato's had. "A glorious offering!" exclaimed Xivu Arath, clearly delighting as Saint-14 nearly fell to his knees from the sudden weakness. "I shall offer it as a feast for Ur, the Ever-Hunger!"
Think, Misato, thought the Iron Lady. There's gotta be a way out of this! THINK!
So considering Calus's whole sthick with the Leviathan Raid is so that we can "grow fat from strength," and we're in a crossover with an anime, are we going to have a training arc/montage on one before the pentiltimate finale?
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Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
We're less than ten chapters away from the end, if that says anything.
...We're less than ten chapters away from the end, if that says anything.
Maybe we can at least squeeze in some wine tasting?
81.11, in which we have a turnaround.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Xivu Arath roared, raising her war hammer to smash Saint-14 into scrap.
Lord Zavala was already there, raising his Ward of Dawn to protect his fellow Titan.
Ravager's impact caused the air to reverberate...but the sneering grin on the God of War's face was unmistakeable. "Eat. Devour. CONSUME!" The violet dome flowed like water, and Zavala gasped as the Light was torn away from his body.
There has to be a way out of this! Misato's fists clenched tightly, fingernails drawing blood. Think!
Golden (finger-)Gun blasts and terrible streams of lightning blasted against Xivu Arath's side, courtesy of Cayde-6 and Ikora Rey. The snarling goddess swung her war hammer back, delivering another shockwave that clipped the Hunter and the Warlock. Two more snaps, two more Guardians drained of their Light. "Your vigor is amusing!"
Misato grit her teeth.THINK, DAMN IT! How the hell were going to take their Light back?
(After fighting them in the field for the first time, she would always think that the nomenclature for the Taken was appropriate; even if the shapes were the same, some vital spark had been yanked out of them all. Vex, Hive, Cabal, Fallen...it didn't matter. They had all been Taken.)
No, 'taking' the Light back was the wrong term. When it came to taking, the Hive had that down to an artform, and Xivu Arath was a proverbial Katsushika Hokusai. Taking the Light back wouldn't work...so what the hell? How are we going to get it back?
There was a defiant roar, as the Vanguard Commander unleashed dozens of his Light clones. They swarmed wildly over the Hive deity, who giggled madly at the onslaught. The beast's skin was impervious as she barreled through Osiris's strikes.
How are we going to get it our Light back?
Misato's eyes widened. That...that may work.
SMASH!
Osiris groaned as the head of Ravager brushed against his shoulder, the sheer force sending him sprawling. Even so, his Light was not spared; the sixth and final gem in the war hammer's head gleamed, rife with stolen Light. "Ah...this weapon shall carve a bloody swath against all comers! You have proven to be a fine test...but your ability to wage war pales in comparison to mine. And that will always be the difference!"
Cayde-6 stood protectively in front of his fellow teammates, grimacing rather nervously; little wonder, as his SIVA-enhanced finger-guns were the only weapon they had in their collective arsenal. "So...anyone got a plan?"
"...yeah, actually." The Iron Lady grinned, patting Zavala and Osiris on the shoulders. "One last charge. All of us, together."
"...you will need to explain your stratagem," inquired Ikora.
"Do you have a secret weapon? We could really use a secret weapon right about now," murmured Cayde-6, keeping his nervous gaze on Xivu Arath as she stomped towards them.
"No weapon. No games. Logically, there's no way we can win...so why hold back?" She pulled out her knife, holding it tightly. "We give everything we've got. No matter what happens."
"...a very brash move. But an understandable one," remarked Saint-14, his body lacking its usual luster.
"This will result in our death," fatally said Zavala.
"Well Zavala-kun, might as well go out in a blaze of glory, neh?"
Osiris sighed. "One last march...one last blow...how fitting."
"Fitting? It would have been fitting if it had been a blaze of glory; as it stands, we're gonna get smashed like pancakes in a very inglorious manner," griped Cayde-6. "...by the way, just so I can get this off my chest: Saint, you're kind of stubborn. And Osiris, you can be really creepy."
"Feel better?" wryly asked Osiris.
"Yep. Let's go ahead and do this then," said Cayde-6, willingly accepting their fate.
Xivu Arath raised her war hammer, and increased her stride. "DIE!"
The Guardians did not say any words, nor offer any last condolences; they simply raised their hands, to meet Xivu Arath head-on. Even if it was doomed, even if they were damned to fail...they would still give everything they had, because that was all they could do...and they did so gladly.
Which is why - as the head of Ravager came down, and first touched their outstretched hands - the Light responded the way it did: Xivu Arath had taken it, true...but that was not the Light's nature.
A terrific crash sounded, as the head of the war hammer exploded, and the Light eagerly returned to those who beckoned it.
Xivu Arath could barely blink at the fate of her Ravager before the six Guardians became living beacons of Light.
Lord Zavala was already there, raising his Ward of Dawn to protect his fellow Titan.
Ravager's impact caused the air to reverberate...but the sneering grin on the God of War's face was unmistakeable. "Eat. Devour. CONSUME!" The violet dome flowed like water, and Zavala gasped as the Light was torn away from his body.
There has to be a way out of this! Misato's fists clenched tightly, fingernails drawing blood. Think!
(The power of the Evangelions was great, but the tactical capabilities of the Ahamkara and their Vassals were wide-ranging. Thus, it fell to her and the rest of NERV-Japan's staff to give Shinji Ikari and Rei Ayanami the support they needed.)
Golden (finger-)Gun blasts and terrible streams of lightning blasted against Xivu Arath's side, courtesy of Cayde-6 and Ikora Rey. The snarling goddess swung her war hammer back, delivering another shockwave that clipped the Hunter and the Warlock. Two more snaps, two more Guardians drained of their Light. "Your vigor is amusing!"
Misato grit her teeth.THINK, DAMN IT! How the hell were going to take their Light back?
(After fighting them in the field for the first time, she would always think that the nomenclature for the Taken was appropriate; even if the shapes were the same, some vital spark had been yanked out of them all. Vex, Hive, Cabal, Fallen...it didn't matter. They had all been Taken.)
No, 'taking' the Light back was the wrong term. When it came to taking, the Hive had that down to an artform, and Xivu Arath was a proverbial Katsushika Hokusai. Taking the Light back wouldn't work...so what the hell? How are we going to get it back?
There was a defiant roar, as the Vanguard Commander unleashed dozens of his Light clones. They swarmed wildly over the Hive deity, who giggled madly at the onslaught. The beast's skin was impervious as she barreled through Osiris's strikes.
How are we going to get it our Light back?
("Know that you will be tested in all things," calmly said Saladin Forge, watching as she sparred with Lady Jolder. "Your Light will be tested, Guardian...and you will be stronger for it. Never forget the power of the Light. Never forget its nature. Never forget what it means to be a Guardian.")
Misato's eyes widened. That...that may work.
SMASH!
Osiris groaned as the head of Ravager brushed against his shoulder, the sheer force sending him sprawling. Even so, his Light was not spared; the sixth and final gem in the war hammer's head gleamed, rife with stolen Light. "Ah...this weapon shall carve a bloody swath against all comers! You have proven to be a fine test...but your ability to wage war pales in comparison to mine. And that will always be the difference!"
Cayde-6 stood protectively in front of his fellow teammates, grimacing rather nervously; little wonder, as his SIVA-enhanced finger-guns were the only weapon they had in their collective arsenal. "So...anyone got a plan?"
"...yeah, actually." The Iron Lady grinned, patting Zavala and Osiris on the shoulders. "One last charge. All of us, together."
"...you will need to explain your stratagem," inquired Ikora.
"Do you have a secret weapon? We could really use a secret weapon right about now," murmured Cayde-6, keeping his nervous gaze on Xivu Arath as she stomped towards them.
"No weapon. No games. Logically, there's no way we can win...so why hold back?" She pulled out her knife, holding it tightly. "We give everything we've got. No matter what happens."
"...a very brash move. But an understandable one," remarked Saint-14, his body lacking its usual luster.
"This will result in our death," fatally said Zavala.
"Well Zavala-kun, might as well go out in a blaze of glory, neh?"
Osiris sighed. "One last march...one last blow...how fitting."
"Fitting? It would have been fitting if it had been a blaze of glory; as it stands, we're gonna get smashed like pancakes in a very inglorious manner," griped Cayde-6. "...by the way, just so I can get this off my chest: Saint, you're kind of stubborn. And Osiris, you can be really creepy."
"Feel better?" wryly asked Osiris.
"Yep. Let's go ahead and do this then," said Cayde-6, willingly accepting their fate.
Xivu Arath raised her war hammer, and increased her stride. "DIE!"
The Guardians did not say any words, nor offer any last condolences; they simply raised their hands, to meet Xivu Arath head-on. Even if it was doomed, even if they were damned to fail...they would still give everything they had, because that was all they could do...and they did so gladly.
Which is why - as the head of Ravager came down, and first touched their outstretched hands - the Light responded the way it did: Xivu Arath had taken it, true...but that was not the Light's nature.
A terrific crash sounded, as the head of the war hammer exploded, and the Light eagerly returned to those who beckoned it.
Xivu Arath could barely blink at the fate of her Ravager before the six Guardians became living beacons of Light.
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81.12, in which there is last-second kill-steal.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Xivu Arath hissed, glaring hatefully at her broken weapon. "You wretches-!"
Misato and Cayde-6 shut her up with multiple Golden Gun blasts to the face. The God of War staggered, yet did not fall. "Your powers pale before that of the Deep!"
Ikora Rey responded with a Nova Bomb of such size that it exploded into smaller Nova Bombs that also exploded. Even though some of the flames on her body flickered, the Mistress of Battle did not relent. "The Sky shelters and protects the weak; the Deep encourages true life, to live as one dying!"
Zavala and Saint-14 moved forward as living bolts of lightning, striking defiantly. The duo roared in unison as they leapt into the air, ramming their Fists of Havoc upon the Hive deity's; the beast stumbled, but Havoc Incarnate still stood tall. "And nowhere is that truth more evident than in war! So come, slaves of the Light," she challenged, even as her body began to burn with a hungry flame. "Face your doom, on the edge of my timeless truth!"
"Bring her down!" yelled Osiris; he and his clones wielded the Dawnblade, flinging discs of fire and Light at the mad god. His fellows doubled and tripled their efforts, and Xivu Arath was awash in Solar, Arc, and Void energy.
But Destruction's Champion would not go down, refused to go down. She was Warbound, linked to strife and carnage and battle...and as was the case throughout history, such matters often ended with a decisive blow.
And so it would be so here.
xxxx
There was a brief flicker at the edge of the arena, overshadowed by the intensity of the living pyre that was Xivu Arath's body. Three figures emerged, one dashing towards the God of War from behind. The second lingered, while the third took aim with a great shield...and fired a bolt of Light.
It crashed into Xivu Arath's back, enveloping her with a cooling radiance. "What-?!"
The first leapt atop her back - his very movements betraying his Warlock's nature - and grabbed her head. With ruthless precision, the man jabbed a hand into the God of War's skull...and fell into the Stormtrance.
Xivu Arath screamed as an entire storm of lightning was channeled into her mind; the warring flames that always consumed her flickered and died, overwhelmed by the power of the Light at long last.
With a quiet groan...she finally fell. The interloper calmly dropped onto the ground, facing the Strongest Fireteam with a calm eye. "Greetings."
xxxx
Ikora's eyes immediately narrowed, recalling the reports of her Hidden. "I recognize your appearance. You are the one who took the Baris Protective from the Moon...the Emperor's Herald." Her eyes narrowed further. "You are a Warlock. A Guardian."
"Correct. And as such...I am also an ally, as you've just witnessed," he said, cryptically.
"Oh hey, it's the Speaker!"
As one, everyone turned towards Cayde-6. The Exo Hunter looked surprised. "Seriously, can no one else tell? It's...really obvious."
"...this is becoming a vexing trend," grumbled the Herald, removing his golden helm and revealing a bearded face. "Though to be fair, I would've guessed that Osiris would have been the first to figure it out-"
His words were interrupted by Misato's banshee howl, as the Iron Lady pounced and began stabbing.
Misato and Cayde-6 shut her up with multiple Golden Gun blasts to the face. The God of War staggered, yet did not fall. "Your powers pale before that of the Deep!"
Ikora Rey responded with a Nova Bomb of such size that it exploded into smaller Nova Bombs that also exploded. Even though some of the flames on her body flickered, the Mistress of Battle did not relent. "The Sky shelters and protects the weak; the Deep encourages true life, to live as one dying!"
Zavala and Saint-14 moved forward as living bolts of lightning, striking defiantly. The duo roared in unison as they leapt into the air, ramming their Fists of Havoc upon the Hive deity's; the beast stumbled, but Havoc Incarnate still stood tall. "And nowhere is that truth more evident than in war! So come, slaves of the Light," she challenged, even as her body began to burn with a hungry flame. "Face your doom, on the edge of my timeless truth!"
"Bring her down!" yelled Osiris; he and his clones wielded the Dawnblade, flinging discs of fire and Light at the mad god. His fellows doubled and tripled their efforts, and Xivu Arath was awash in Solar, Arc, and Void energy.
But Destruction's Champion would not go down, refused to go down. She was Warbound, linked to strife and carnage and battle...and as was the case throughout history, such matters often ended with a decisive blow.
And so it would be so here.
xxxx
There was a brief flicker at the edge of the arena, overshadowed by the intensity of the living pyre that was Xivu Arath's body. Three figures emerged, one dashing towards the God of War from behind. The second lingered, while the third took aim with a great shield...and fired a bolt of Light.
It crashed into Xivu Arath's back, enveloping her with a cooling radiance. "What-?!"
The first leapt atop her back - his very movements betraying his Warlock's nature - and grabbed her head. With ruthless precision, the man jabbed a hand into the God of War's skull...and fell into the Stormtrance.
Xivu Arath screamed as an entire storm of lightning was channeled into her mind; the warring flames that always consumed her flickered and died, overwhelmed by the power of the Light at long last.
With a quiet groan...she finally fell. The interloper calmly dropped onto the ground, facing the Strongest Fireteam with a calm eye. "Greetings."
xxxx
Ikora's eyes immediately narrowed, recalling the reports of her Hidden. "I recognize your appearance. You are the one who took the Baris Protective from the Moon...the Emperor's Herald." Her eyes narrowed further. "You are a Warlock. A Guardian."
"Correct. And as such...I am also an ally, as you've just witnessed," he said, cryptically.
"Oh hey, it's the Speaker!"
As one, everyone turned towards Cayde-6. The Exo Hunter looked surprised. "Seriously, can no one else tell? It's...really obvious."
"...this is becoming a vexing trend," grumbled the Herald, removing his golden helm and revealing a bearded face. "Though to be fair, I would've guessed that Osiris would have been the first to figure it out-"
His words were interrupted by Misato's banshee howl, as the Iron Lady pounced and began stabbing.
- Location
- USA
Go for the eyes Misato!
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
By this point, Gendo's come to accept that everybody gets one free kill.
- Location
- Ruralcratic Dominion of Nebraska, Dumbfuckistan
Unlike Shinji though, Misato is good and experienced enough to keep racking up the freebies.
Do I need to repeat myself?
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Very well. Cayde...Why yes. Yes you do.
Never.
Ever.
EVER.
Change. The loss of you would be the greatest tragedy to the Destiny franchise bar-none.
81.13, in which Taox gets some closure, and Misato keeps stabbing.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
As everyone else was distracted by the female Hunter's sudden assault on Gendo Ikari, Taox stood over Xivu Arath. The God of War was dying, but not dead: her body would not last. "You always were so eager to become a Knight, Xi Ro."
The name caused the Hive deity to hiss, her fingers slowly curled, as though squeezing a throat. "Murderous foster mother...you've finally come out of hiding..."
"I intend to see the end of all this. To put an end to my hate."
"Hah...your hate has kept you alive this long...when I return from death, I will show you what true hate is..." Xivu Arath began to crumble from the feet up.
The ancient krill shook her head.
"Foolish child...your father would be so disappointed in what you've become."
Xivu Arath's eyes briefly flickered with wrath...until her charred mouth curled into a rictus grin. "And yet here I am...and here I shall return, oh mother mine." She spat these last words, before finally the rest of her dissolved into stray ash. The soul abandoned the broken form, returning to the safety of her Throne World...but for now, this was the God of War's defeat.
Taox sighed, feeling a strange sense of bitterness. Perhaps because, after so long, the end was on the horizon.
xxxx
"...so, I take it she has issues with Gendo, eh?" asked Cayde-6.
"To put it shortly...yes," remarked Lord Zavala, watching quietly as Misato continued to use her dagger to reduce the Speaker's face to fine hamburger. Or perhaps it was Herald, now. "She does not like talking about it."
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call enraged screaming 'talking'..." The Hunter Vanguard's quip trailed off, as he turned towards the one of the other newcomers, a Warlock judging by his garb. "Nice shield."
The Warlock raised the diamond-shaped relic, which shimmered with Light. "...so, you must be Andal's successor."
Cayde narrowed his eyes. "...yes. Yes I am. And you are...?"
"My name is Praedyth."
Now that name elicited surprised looks from Osiris and Saint-14, while Ikora looked...intrigued. "Praedyth...so you are real," murmured the female Warlock.
"I'm...starting to remember," muttered Saint-14. "But...how...how is this possible...Pahanin was the only one who ever entered the Vault...?"
"I was erased from time. I escaped by transforming my entire body into Light and using the Aegis as a vessel to traverse the Gate Network. It may take a little while for our timelines to re-synchronize and your memories to catch up."
"...we will have to compare notes," said Osiris, briefly letting some excitement slip through. "But first..." He glanced towards Gendo's corpse, which Misato was still mutilating. "...you arrived with him as an ally."
"...that is technically correct," groused Praedyth. "It's a long story, Commander."
Osiris hummed thoughtfully. "But you've come here for a reason."
"Once the Iron Lady finishes working out her frustration, we need to depart. Events are coming to a head at Saturn."
As Praedyth spoke, Gendo's Ghost finally decided to come out and try to resurrect him. Said Ghost was immediately grabbed by Misato.
"...should we stop her?" asked Cayde-6. "I'm kind of conflicted. On one hand, the guy kind of showed up to deliver the killing blow, which is cool...but on the other hand, that makes him a filthy kill-stealer. He was also the Speaker, and helped lead the City during tough times...but from what we've been told about Gendo Ikari, he's also a huge dick. Like, at least ninety-percent dick."
Saint-14 moved to do so, but Zavala held out his arm to stop her. "Wait."
"Move aside, Zavala."
"Just wait."
"If you think this is justice, then you're sorely mistaken-!"
"It's not about that. This isn't about justice, or even revenge," assured Zavala, his gaze focused intently upon Misato as she spoke to the orange Ghost, hand tight with bitter anger. "This..."
"...this is about closure. Let her have this."
The name caused the Hive deity to hiss, her fingers slowly curled, as though squeezing a throat. "Murderous foster mother...you've finally come out of hiding..."
"I intend to see the end of all this. To put an end to my hate."
"Hah...your hate has kept you alive this long...when I return from death, I will show you what true hate is..." Xivu Arath began to crumble from the feet up.
The ancient krill shook her head.
(The delirium of the King prompted her tests of his heirs to increase in difficulty. Of the three children, she first hoped in Xi Ro for her great strength...but strength was all she prided herself on, was all she thought of. Sathona and Aurash would disappoint her in other ways. And thus she despaired for the future of the Osmium Court.)
"Foolish child...your father would be so disappointed in what you've become."
Xivu Arath's eyes briefly flickered with wrath...until her charred mouth curled into a rictus grin. "And yet here I am...and here I shall return, oh mother mine." She spat these last words, before finally the rest of her dissolved into stray ash. The soul abandoned the broken form, returning to the safety of her Throne World...but for now, this was the God of War's defeat.
Taox sighed, feeling a strange sense of bitterness. Perhaps because, after so long, the end was on the horizon.
xxxx
"...so, I take it she has issues with Gendo, eh?" asked Cayde-6.
"To put it shortly...yes," remarked Lord Zavala, watching quietly as Misato continued to use her dagger to reduce the Speaker's face to fine hamburger. Or perhaps it was Herald, now. "She does not like talking about it."
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call enraged screaming 'talking'..." The Hunter Vanguard's quip trailed off, as he turned towards the one of the other newcomers, a Warlock judging by his garb. "Nice shield."
The Warlock raised the diamond-shaped relic, which shimmered with Light. "...so, you must be Andal's successor."
Cayde narrowed his eyes. "...yes. Yes I am. And you are...?"
"My name is Praedyth."
Now that name elicited surprised looks from Osiris and Saint-14, while Ikora looked...intrigued. "Praedyth...so you are real," murmured the female Warlock.
"I'm...starting to remember," muttered Saint-14. "But...how...how is this possible...Pahanin was the only one who ever entered the Vault...?"
"I was erased from time. I escaped by transforming my entire body into Light and using the Aegis as a vessel to traverse the Gate Network. It may take a little while for our timelines to re-synchronize and your memories to catch up."
"...we will have to compare notes," said Osiris, briefly letting some excitement slip through. "But first..." He glanced towards Gendo's corpse, which Misato was still mutilating. "...you arrived with him as an ally."
"...that is technically correct," groused Praedyth. "It's a long story, Commander."
Osiris hummed thoughtfully. "But you've come here for a reason."
"Once the Iron Lady finishes working out her frustration, we need to depart. Events are coming to a head at Saturn."
As Praedyth spoke, Gendo's Ghost finally decided to come out and try to resurrect him. Said Ghost was immediately grabbed by Misato.
"...should we stop her?" asked Cayde-6. "I'm kind of conflicted. On one hand, the guy kind of showed up to deliver the killing blow, which is cool...but on the other hand, that makes him a filthy kill-stealer. He was also the Speaker, and helped lead the City during tough times...but from what we've been told about Gendo Ikari, he's also a huge dick. Like, at least ninety-percent dick."
Saint-14 moved to do so, but Zavala held out his arm to stop her. "Wait."
"Move aside, Zavala."
"Just wait."
"If you think this is justice, then you're sorely mistaken-!"
"It's not about that. This isn't about justice, or even revenge," assured Zavala, his gaze focused intently upon Misato as she spoke to the orange Ghost, hand tight with bitter anger. "This..."
(The Iron Lords were plentiful. Strong. Then they were cut down to three. Then two. Now, of the original group, only one remained: the legendary Iron Lady. He may have been a student of Lord Saladin...but it was not the same. Not really. Even as he took on the mantle of Lord of the Iron Banner, even as they began training the next generation of Iron Lords...there was a sense of melancholy that Lady Katsuragi would display every so often. Efrideet's return had allayed that...but the Hive's treachery had brought it back to the forefront.)
"...this is about closure. Let her have this."
- Location
- Australia
- Pronouns
- She/Her
From Gendo. Lots of screaming from Gendo. All of it deserved. And every time he tries something, he's reminded of two important things.
1) Misato is better than him in every way.
2) He could barely hold his own against his son, who'd been dragged back into Gendo's horseshit for less than a year by that point.
Also.
Saint, you're an idiot. This is still better than the walking semen stain deserves
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Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
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- Colorado
Saint, you're an idiot. This is still better than the walking semen stain deserves
Saint-14 would want an actual trial, and have everything brought to light so that the people of the City can all make their own conclusions, and have their own voices heard; not an execution in the dark, in the middle of a Hive war-moon.
For all of the good that the Speaker has done for the Vanguard and for the City, Gendo deserves that much, Saint-14 would argue.
- Location
- Australia
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- She/Her
What he deserves is to be fed into a woodchipper dick first. The best course of action is to kill him, fast and permanently, before he fucks things up for everyone again, and before he finds another way to slime his way out of things and run off again.
I'm pretty sure that would make him smile between the screams, because you basically proven yourself no better than him or the Hive (the wood chipper route specifically). That's not to say he wouldn't be equally smug at a trial or firing line, just that it's hard to ensure Gendo isn't the one with the last laugh. So unless you've found a reason for Yui to dump him, tough luck.
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