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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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THE MISSIONS CHANGE … THEY ALWAYS DO .
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[[ SIVIR. ]]
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐄𝐘𝐄. it had nothing to do with altruism. knowledge was power, as much as she would have also professed that 𝙋𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙋𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍 ; sivir was rarely caught unaware anymore. a younger version of her would have easily followed the desert breeze, waving away at aspects of care as she raced forward without a second thought - that version of her had 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍.
no joy escaped the burden of prophecy and the invasion of inclusion in the legacy of shurima. sivir was a champion of ignorance but she knew that not even she could escape the 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙.
seeing his face again was an unwelcome surprise. sivir wasn’t sure what he had been told, or what whispers had carried on through the savana, but the last thing she wanted to do was to have an in-depth discussion with the one man who was closest to having that virtue.
sivir inhaled deeply, e x h a l e signalled the lowering of amaskas she sauntered towards the bar and landed against the wood, elbow and elbow, beside him.
❛ the last time you drank that we got lost in the desert for three days. ❜
she paused and gestured to the barkeep. ❛ i’ll have what he’s having. ❜
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altruism ... for John, it was something he’s known of for decades, but use to actively ignore and rarely give it a thought, until within this decade he began to express some budding sense of it towards others, much less himself. one could say the “Noxian” was re-learning some aspects of life all over again, or perhaps he was simply learning new things, period. and so many people who do know him for his real identity, or his multiply feigned ones would think he’s a reservoir for knowledge and trying his best to gaze into others perspectives; even if they were not the greatest people to be around, or consider allies.
his eyes catching the mercenary piqued his mind somewhat, in one way it was good see her, another way it was wary curiosity: what could possibly happen now between her and himself? the unknown always did make John very ... on edge if people really knew him past his confident façade. and now she was right beside him, the thud of her elbow, her words coming off initially patronizing and now amusing. a small smile rises and falls for a moment, glancing over at his mixed drink and then to Sivir.
“ i see you’ve worked on greeting people. --- you’re in one piece, too. good. ”
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[ “CATE.” ]
her eyes are emerald. that, she doesn’t hide. ‘ it’s cate. ‘ she lies. she wants to. she won’t play the pity party on her behaviour for the last two and a half decades of her life. ‘ …– cate with a ‘c’. ‘ there’s a growing smile on her face. a light curve of lips. she was free now, free as a bird that flew away from its hellhole and never came back.
the faint lines of surgery curve around her face. they notch up to twist and dig in skin, cut up the cheeks to make them narrower. cross the nose to change its shape. she’s unrecognizable by enemies from her past, and it justifies the pain she endures. ‘ well don’t die until i get to see your face. ‘
“ ... cate. ”
as he repeats that name and listens into her clarification, his tone is curious, albeit truly ... he was doubtful --- he was dubious. but that’s all it was, a mere gut reaction --- perhaps there was more than meets the eye. now he was met with her smile, it was welcoming, that much he could admit.
now he adjusts himself, slowly rolling his shoulders, all with a head tilt towards the woman clad in all black. the next time he speaks, his coarse voice drips with an attempt of dry wit and humor.
“ just don’t daydream too much. ”
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‘ if you say so. sounds like you’re confident of surviving the next mission. ‘ —confident, or just cocky? would he leave open ends to assumptions. ‘ what’s your name, soldier? and why are you following orders? ‘
“ dying isn’t exactly something i plan on doing. ”
he exuded confidence for one simple reason: he had to, no matter what. no matter what doubt or fear that could (or will, for that matter) trickle into his mind. meanwhile, his posture straightens slightly, his gaze piercingly fixed on her eyes. he hesitated for a moment ... wanting to go back to old habits, but, he’ll relent, somewhat.
“ John, but call me Chief. --- i’m following them until I have a reason not to. and you? ”
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her chin tilts up and she peers down her nose. ‘ do i at least get to see the face inside? come on, there might be handsome man or a creep in there. i’m dying of curiosity. ‘
the smallest inkling in his brain wanted him to smirk, but even with the helmet on ... he didn’t think of it as a good thing to do. meanwhile, his head and gaze shifts far more directly to her eyes, with his arms and hands still at his sides.
“ if you are patient enough. ”
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starter.
‘ something tells me, ‘ she taps the side of her nose twice. ‘ that suit smells bad. ‘
his head shifts, his gaze swiftly going from her nose to her eyes. she was dry. he found that ... intriguing. ( if only she could see his eyes. )
“ it’s seen better days. but it’s not smelling bad. ”
𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈'𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 !!
𝟎𝟏 . 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 / 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : cal.
𝟎𝟐 . 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 : november 17th. ( any halo nerds should chuckle at this. )
𝟎𝟑 . 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 : scorpio.
𝟎𝟒 . 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : 5′9″
𝟎𝟓 . 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 : computer building/repair & gaming.
𝟎𝟔 . 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 : black/blue/green.
𝟎𝟕 . 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 : halo: shadows of reach - troy denning.
𝟎𝟖 . 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 : waves of blue - majid jordan.
𝟎𝟗 . 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌 / 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 : godzilla vs. kong.
𝟏𝟎 . 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : it’s chief- but really, chief was someone i was interested in since halo 2... until halo 4 in 2012. after playing that, i just had this “feeling” to write him, how he thought, felt, and saw things (especially in the novels and comics) - just kinda something i couldn’t ignore.
𝟏𝟏 . 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐑𝐋 : eriidanus is based off of “Eridanus”, john’s original homeworld.
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