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The Blustery Brew (Part 1)
Tac-2 leaned back in her seat, crossed her right ankle over her left knee, and took a rare moment to relax amid the bustle and noise of the tavern. The Blustery Brew was one of few places she could enjoy a moment free of the stress of combat, and although the tavern was open to all manner of Guardians, the Titans had quickly claimed it as their own. It was rare for Hunters or Warlocks to pass through the doors any more.
And just as well. Tac thought. The last thing we need is more infighting. The Faction Wars were bad enough, and now Guardians want to tear each other apart over how they use their Light.
There were exceptions to every rule, however, and one such exception sat across from Tac, fingers curled almost protectively around his glass of ale as he leaned over the table. The Striker glanced in her friend’s direction. The human most certainly felt her gaze, but he neither returned it nor acknowledged it.
“You know,” the Titan remarked, “You d
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Cheater's Demise (Part 2)
Kellis was still registering the implications of that order when Shaxx charged him. There was no time to block as the Striker drove a lightning-wreathed fist into his stomach and sent the Defender sprawling.
“GET UP!” Shaxx strode forward, righteous fury plain in his stride.
Kellis shook off his confusion and heaved himself to his feet. ‘So that’s how it’s going to be.’ He turned to face Shaxx, bold defiance plain in his stance.
Glint transmatted back into Kellis’ armor system. “Will you say you’re sorry now?”
Kellis clenched his fists. “You’re joking, right? Did you hear what he just said?”
“Yes. All the more reason to just accept that you were wrong.”
Kellis blocked as Shaxx lashed out again. “Alright, Shaxx, I’m up. Now what?”
“Now you defend yourself, Guardian.” Shaxx performed a flawless spin-kick that sent Kellis skidding throu
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Ark: Prose Test
Screams, and the thunder of a beating heart. I couldn’t hear much else.
But the screams weren’t mine. Not any more. My own mantra of shouted curses and pained yelling had long since passed.
The raptor’s claws had gone deep, but thankfully they missed any major organs. Still, it would take weeks for my leg to heal with the muscle tissue as damaged as it was. I paused my hobble-gaited walk toward my shelter - I had been foolish to venture so far - and looked back over my shoulder. My makeshift spear supported me as I shifted my weight.
Golden sunlight illuminated the western sky and painted the metal of the great red tower so that it glowed like magma. Soon it would be night. I turned back to my shadow and followed it East.
I’d only been here for a three months, but it felt like years. I was on an island filled with creatures I’d only ever seen restored for display in museums, and they were just as alive as I was. More so, if I had to account for my injury.
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“She isn’t responding.”
“I can see that! Can you help her?”
“I’m her Ghost, Kat. I’ll do everything I can. But the normal protocols aren’t working. Whatever they did, it affected her Light.”
The Nightstalker rubbed her temples, trying not to panic. “I have to do something. Sitting here interrogating her Ghost isn’t helping.” She looked at the fireteam’s resident Sunsinger.
Akrin returned her gaze with seeming indifference, but the Hunter knew better. He was even more worried than she was. He hefted his auto rifle and returned his gaze to the Martian desert outside the cave.
“Kat.”
The Hunter turned to see her friend’s Ghost staring at her. “What?”
“I don’t know what to do. I can’t make the repairs.”
Kat’s gaze softened. She had been so caught up in her own panic that she hadn’t considered the Ghost. He was surely frightened and con
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Kellis adjusted altitude as he approached the abandoned outpost outside the City, decelerating as he did so. The Regulus class jumpship handled the descent perfectly. Those new engines were money well spent.
“Well,” the Defender remarked to his Ghost, “let’s see what sort of lecture ‘the great Lord Shaxx’ has for us, shall we?”
Glint materialized next to his Guardian, Light misting around him as he appeared. “You might want to at least pretend to feel humbled. There’s a reason he wanted to meet us outside the City, and not in the Tower.”
“Yeah. He’s going to yell. And you know how Ikora feels about yelling.”
Glint turned his fins in a motion that might have been a shrug. “I’ve heard rumors about others who thought they could pull this off. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Kellis gave his own shrug and set the ship to be piloted remotely. He ran his fingers through his thick b
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Ostwind stared absentmindedly at the book he was reading. The words were there, and he was reading them, but their meaning was lost in the cloud of other thoughts that whirled through his mind. He needed to get out for some air. Perhaps Kveykva would be willing to walk with him for a time.
The Wind Guardian rose from his position near the bookshelf and replaced the tome he had been studying.
Outside, the air was still with the approach of rain, but the impending storm didn’t bother him in the least. He rather liked thunderstorms. There were few things more powerful than a dragon, and those that were filled him with not only awe, but a strange sort of peace. Perfect weather for clearing the mind.
Another peal of thunder beat heaven’s drums as Ostwind unfurled his wings. If Kveykva was anywhere in this weather, it was within the stormclouds. He was the Guardian of Lightning, after all, and what better way to gain mastery over an element than to immerse oneself in its most dan
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    Alexis’s eyes left the face of the human before him as his fists unclenched. He sighed deeply and stared down at nothing. 
    “Okay,” he said quietly, “I’ll tell you what I know.”
    General Marx settled into his seat and crossed his arms on the table, smiling triumphantly.
    
    “You were right when you said that dragons don’t mix with others,” Alexis began, still not looking at the General. “Most nonhumans give them a wide berth, but my mother was an exception. I don’t know why, but where I come from, harpies hate dragons.”
    “I wonder,” Marx said under his breath, waving his fingers for Alexis to continue when he looked up to glare.
    Alexis frowned, taking a moment to think on what to say next. His last statement had been a half truth, a
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     The slightly bruised men lifted Alexis to his feet and dragged him somewhat as he still recovered from the earlier shock—both physical and mental. The woman led the way and the young man stayed anxiously behind, pursing his lips and not looking at anything but his feet. They exited the examination room and walked tensely down the hallway and turned into a brightly-lit room with a table in the middle. On one side of the table, an empty chair sat with security belts attached to its arms. On the other side of the table, a less empty chair faced it, but its occupant looked even less pleasant than its opposite. 
    General Marx looked from the female officer in the lead to Alexis—bound and looking dejected—who stared at the floor as the men at either side of him guided him in.
    “Ran into some trouble, I see,” remarked the General in a conversational sort of way.
    
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I've decided to keep my username. It's been part of me for so long, I can't imagine having anything else. Nothing else would feel right, anyway. If that means explaining the name's origin to people who get it wrong, so be it. By the way, Google image result for the book where Oreochema came from:

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Should I change my username? I've been Oreochema for as long as I've been playing video games, which is to say: darn-near my entire life.

I became Oreochema when I made my first Xbox profile for Halo: Combat Evolved. The name came from this book I had called Dinosaur Worlds, from this little green-and-silver fish called Oreochima. Of course, I misspelled it when I punched it in on Xbox, but it stuck.

"Oreochima", according to this book, means "Mountain Winter Storm". As a result, my color scheme became red-on-white, to symbolize blood-on-snow. It made me feel threatening. XD

At any rate, I've been Oreochema almost everywhere online: Xbox Live, DeviantArt, Twitch, Twitter, Steam, Discord, Istaria, Disqus.... I even have a Gmail address set aside for that username.

But there are a few reasons for my uncertainty. The "Oreo" half gets me a lot of "cookie" comments, as well as comments related to.... other things, if you get my meaning. Not only that, but many people mis-pronounce it. The most common is "Oreo-CHEM-uh" instead of "Oreo-KEE-muh". (I mean, really? You say "KEE-moh-therapy", not "CHEM-oh-therapy". But okay. :shrug:) Also the red-on-white color scheme seems kinda common, to me, in some of the streaming communities I've seen. I like being original, so there's that.

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Tac waited for another blow to the stomach, then slumped forward. As she expected, the Titan holding her arms released his grip - he surely expected her to crumple to the ground - and the Striker whirled on him. She whipped her hands up to cover her damaged face, then snapped an Arc-charged fist toward his helmet. The blow connected, and she followed it up with a front kick that sent him sprawling eight feet down the sidewalk.

Expecting a blow to the head, she pivot-crouched. The maneuver left Mursor over extended as his target left him with open air, and he stumbled in an effort to remain upright. Tac stood, grabbed his wrist, and sidled close. She drove an elbow into his ribs and shifted her weight, throwing him over her shoulder. By that time, the other Titan had recovered and was rushing her.

She avoided a Void-cased fist, absently realized that Mursor’s friend was a Defender, and retaliated with a side kick to the Titan’s gut. He let out a muffled “Oomph” as he was hurled into the grass.

Tac finally decided she was curious about this mysterious Defender. 'Lumen, find out who that Guardian is.' She pivoted again, but Mursor hadn’t yet moved to engage her.

The Ghost was silent for several seconds. 'That would be Kellis. Rumor has it he was suspended from the Crucible for illegal armor and weapon modifications.'

'I suppose I should’ve expected that.' Tac heard the Defender grunt as he heaved himself up from the ground behind her. She noted that the fighting had left her directly between her assailants, and that if they opted to attack simultaneously, she would have little room to maneuver.

As if sensing the tenor of her thoughts, both Titans charged. Tac waited until they were close enough to tackle her, then rolled out from between them. They compensated and turned to face her, renewing their assault. The Exo didn’t give them a chance to overwhelm her. She skipped backward to give herself room and widened her stance.

In a flare of blue-white brilliance, Arc Light rippled across Tac’s body, popping, fizzing and snapping as it enveloped her limbs. She opened a palm, and a spear of Arc Light blinked to life. The Striker leveled the weapon at her onrushing opponents, and they stopped short.

'Lumen, if you would.'

A sense of relief washed over her damaged face and torso as Lumen began his repairs, but she remained watchful of the Titans in front of her, lest they continue their assault. They split up and began to circle. Her right eye flickered to life, allowing her to track their movements.

Wary of being flanked, Tac spun and pounced at Kellis first. The motion caught him off-guard, and he made no move to dodge the spear as the Striker swung it in a wide arc for his head. The weapon smashed into the Defender’s helmet, cracking the visor and denting the plasteel out of shape. The Titan staggered as he shook off the shock.

Tac twirled the spear and rounded on Mursor, who halted mid-charge and lifted his arms in a high cross guard. He caught the downward stroke on his bracers and reached to grab the weapon himself, but the Exo had already pulled it out of reach. She spun the spear like a bowstaff and thrust forward with the shaft, catching Mursor square in the stomach. He doubled over coughing, and Tac spun to find that Kellis had summoned his own Light.

The Defender was haloed in violet luminescence, a shield of Void Light in his left hand and a sword - also made of Void Light - in his right. He charged, and Tac met him. She sidestepped a thrust aimed for her chest, knocked the sword out of line with the tip of her spear, and reposted with a thrust of her own. Kellis’s shield took the blow. Tac followed up with a stab at the Defender’s sword arm, but he flicked his wrist and beat the spear away with his sword. He whipped the flat of his blade into her temple and shoved her away with his shield. Tac staggered backward, dazed, but kept moving.

She continued to backpedal, but stopped short when metal rang against the sidewalk behind her. She could hear the concrete shatter under the force of the blow, and turned to confront the new threat. Ruddy flames danced across Mursor’s frame as he brandished his fiery Hammer of Sol, which in his case had a handle nearly as long as that of Tac’s spear. The head of the weapon lay embedded in the sidewalk, where the Sunbreaker had planted it upon summoning his Light. He hefted the hammer and swung it at Tac’s shoulder, forcing the Striker to retreat back into Kellis’s reach. She crouched and sprang, leaping over the Defender’s head to interpose him between herself and the charging Sunbreaker.

‘It seems Akrin was right,’ she mused, ‘these two have definitely advanced beyond the basics of Light.’

'But,' Lumen interjected, 'so have you. Akrin may have been right about the Crucible and its advantages, but you’ve honed your Light in other ways. Still, it would be prudent to avoid being struck. These two spend a lot of time fighting Guardians. You don’t.'
The Blustery Brew (Part 4)
Where the heck are Shaxx and Zavala? They certainly seem to be taking their sweet time. Jeez, rude.

Super short, but it felt right to end it there. AKA: I got stuck, so have a few scribbles. XD

Destiny and related characters belong to Bungie, as you know.
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“Is it ready?”

She has been behaving much better this week, but I wouldn’t-”

“Is it safe for viewing?”

Telora watched from her enclosure as the two men discussed what they would do. The insistent one, an older man who seemed very excited by her presence, was determined that she be exposed to the people who came to the center every day. He wanted the money that came with the visitors. He wanted fame. The man didn’t even have the nerve to look at her without the center’s reinforced glass between them.

The other was not so cowardly, but Telora couldn’t bring herself to respect his “bravery”, either. Every day he entered her enclosure and left a fresh supply of water, and several times each week he’d leave fresh fish and other meat, but he was often foolish enough to turn his back to her. Once he’d even attempted to approach, but when she’d threatened him with a flash of teeth and fire, he kept his distance.

No dragon, especially not herself, would suffer imprisonment at the hands of humans. Not that she was entirely dragon. She was human herself, in a way, but she couldn’t reveal as much to these men. Their greed would send them after the rest of her kind. So she waited for the right moment to escape this prison they called a “habitat”.

The two men looked at her, and she caught herself listening to their conversation once again.

“The handlers have gotten nowhere. And she only tolerates me. How can you even think to let other people come in here to gawk at her? Not only would she scare the children, but you’d be lucky if she didn’t try to break free. If anyone were to be injured-”

“Then administer a sedative. It’s been here for two months and so far all it’s been is a burden on the center’s checking account. Do you have any idea how much we’re spending to feed it?”

“Less than you think. Reptiles don’t need to eat every day.”

“I’m not going to argue about this, Jeren.” The older man sighed and rubbed his temples. “The other animals will at least eat the pre-packaged stuff.

“We’re unveiling this enclosure tomorrow. It’s been closed long enough. I expect you to ensure nothing goes wrong.”

“You can’t be serious! Belain, you know what that thing can do! And you’re going to put me in charge of it?”

“You said it yourself: You’re the only one who can even go in there. I’m done discussing this. Just do it.” The older man turned and left.
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I started this little piece around Halloween last year, and I figure it's not too terribly short to post. I really need to finish something, though. O_O
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Tac reached for her left gauntlet, unclasping the buckle and adjusting the fit as she studied Mursor’s body language.

'Stop that!' Lumen’s admonishment sounded harsher than he’d meant it. 'Of all your tells, that one is the most obvious.'

The Exo tightened the buckle again and folded her arms over her chest. She watched as the Awoken attempted to stare her down, and although he maintained his combat stance, he made no move to engage her. He finally spoke.

“You’re lucky your Ghost saved you, or I’d have-”

“Killed me?”

Mursor scoffed. “So you’re a know-it-all, too, huh? You’ve been hanging around that Warlock too long.”

“And you’ve hidden in the City for too long. You treat other Guardians like-”

“Can it, Exo,” Mursor snapped, “I’ve heard it from Shaxx already. I didn’t come to talk about the honor of being a Guardian, or the responsibility of standing against the Darkness, or the importance of defending the City. I came to-”

“I’m not going to fight you, Mursor.”

“Wouldn’t make much difference if you did.”

Tac laughed. “That ‘know-it-all Warlock’ would say exactly the same thing.”

Mursor snarled and leapt forward. His right hand was curled into a flame-shrouded fist that arced toward Tac’s head, but the Striker leaned back to avoid the blow, spread her arms for balance, and duck-rolled behind the Awoken. She resisted to urge to retaliate; instead, she backpedaled to put distance between herself and Mursor, and to give herself time to react to his next attack.

'Lumen, contact Shaxx and Zavala.' Tac ducked another Sunstrike and tripped Mursor, once again moving away from him. The Titan grumbled angrily and picked himself up.

'Do you have a specific message in mind?'

'No. Tell them what you want.' She thought for a moment more. 'But apologize for waking them.'

As Tac waited for Mursor to close with her again, she took a moment to study her surroundings and realized she’d made it almost halfway through Haven Park before the Sunbreaker attacked her. Lumen’s route followed the park’s most popular thoroughfare: a gently-curving sidewalk paralleled by an immense concrete wall, which was decorated with murals and artwork depicting the history of Earth and the Last Safe City. The imagery was consistently updated with the names and accomplishments - there were even epitaphs for some - of the Guardians who fought beyond the City. During the night, lights kept the mural illuminated for those who visited after sundown.

Tac couldn’t help but feel a perverse sense of satisfaction at the knowledge that Mursor’s renown in the Crucible would never be part of that mural.

The feeling passed as she refocused her attention on the Awoken. The Sunbreaker had closed the gap and was chambering his left leg for a front kick. Tac crossed her forearms in a guard and took the blow. She shifted her weight and twisted her torso as Mursor’s boot impacted with her arm. His foot slipped off of her guard, and as he stumbled past her, she planted her palm on his upper back and shoved him forward. He rounded on her again, angrier than ever.

“Grah! Get over here!” Again, he swung a fist and again, Tac danced out of reach.

“I told you. I’m not going to fight you.”

“Like hell you’re not.” Tac could hear a grin in the Titan’s voice, and though she couldn’t see his face, she was certain he wore a malevolent smile.

Someone landed on the ground behind her.

'Tac!'

But the warning came too late. The newcomer seized her in a choke hold, and Tac reflexively brought her hands up to grab the offender’s forearm.

'Thanks for the heads up,' she shot at Lumen.

'I’m sorry,' the Ghost replied, 'he was there before I could say anything.'

Tac berated herself for being careless. ‘I should have guessed he’d bring a friend.’

Confident that his target wouldn’t escape, Mursor strode forward and drove a fist into Tac’s stomach, but the Striker refused to allow him a second blow. She flexed her knees and hopped, kicking her feet outward at the same time. The soles of her boots slammed into Mursor’s chest and sent him reeling as he struggled to remain on his feet.

The Guardian behind was also thrown off-balance as the resistance from Tac’s kick was transferred backward. He staggered, and the pressure on Tac’s neck eased; she twisted and jabbed an elbow at his ribcage, then shoved him backward, briefly noting that he, too, was a Titan. She turned to confront Mursor, but was met with a blow to the face.

The backhanded strike broke her jaw and sent a fragment of her facial plating spinning off into the dark. The park was momentarily veiled in static as her visual systems realigned, but by the time she could bring the world back into focus, Mursor had grabbed the top of her breastplate and was hauling her closer for another strike.

Tac reached for the Sunbreaker’s wrist, but the mysterious third Guardian seized her arms and twisted them behind her back. She felt pressure build in her shoulders, and knew the Titan could easily break an arm, if he so desired.

'Lumen, any suggestions?' Mursor curled his hand into a fist.

'I have two.'

'Those would be?' Tac watched as the Sunbreaker cocked his arm back, knuckles aglow with another Sunstrike.

'You could apologize.'

'No.'


Mursor punched Tac in the face. Her right eye flickered and went dark.

'Well, then,' Lumen replied, 'the second suggestion is pointless. You know the Vanguard’s policy regarding the use of Light inside the City.'

Another backhanded blow.

'And just whose side are you on?'

'You asked for solutions, and I offered. I don’t want to apologize any more than you do,' Tac suspected the Ghost winced as Mursor delivered a particularly vicious blow to the Exo’s left side, but he continued, 'but it’s just as viable as defending yourself.'

Tac was loathe to turn the park into a battleground, but Lumen wouldn’t be able to make his repairs in the middle of combat, not with Mursor and his mysterious friend constantly raining blows on her. She could wait for Shaxx and Zavala to arrive, but there was no telling just when that would be. Not the least of which, her immobilized arms prevented her from striking back.

Which left her with one option: she would have to break the rules first.
The Blustery Brew (Part 3)
Don't mind me. I was just trying to fix the incorrectly italicized text from when I posted this chapter before. For some reason, DA doesn't like my "Lumen and Tac speak internally with brackets" dialogue. It get's confused when I try to code the italics in HTML. Maybe from now on, I'll just forego the italics and denote internal dialogue with brackets only. XD
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I've decided to keep my username. It's been part of me for so long, I can't imagine having anything else. Nothing else would feel right, anyway. If that means explaining the name's origin to people who get it wrong, so be it. By the way, Google image result for the book where Oreochema came from:

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You can actually find it on Amazon. Thinking about getting a new copy, too, since my old one is long gone. (Although I'm betting a lot of the info in that book is outdated, the artwork is still phenomenal!)

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I'm totally and completely obsessed with flying and dragons. Dragons that can fly make me very happy. . . . :D

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TiarraL Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2017
Come back to Istaria ;-; (also if you do you wont see me on Tia you'll see me on BellatorC)
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Oreochema Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I was just thinking about Ista this morning! Hopefully I get the job I just applied for, and if my new crochet dragons sell on Etsy, I might just have enough of an income to renew my sub! ^_^
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TiarraL Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2017
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay also i saw those draggies so coool! :D ^.^
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Thanks! I'll probably be selling those on Etsy within the month. XD Custom colors and such.
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Hi hi! How are you? I've got lots to read here...
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Hello! I am well, how are you?
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Oreoooooooooooooooooooo
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Oreochema Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Yooooooo! How are you?!
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TiarraL Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2017
I'm goooooooood! How are you??
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Oreochema Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I'm doing alright. Working on my creative writing. If I can get to a point where I can start playing Ista again, I hope to work on that fanfic I started. If only for the practice. lol
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