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3/25/2015 8:14:31 PM
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Omfg I need to read it. I ship them both so hard...! Waaaaah thank you so much! <3 I think about drawing a comic, just a short one, where the content is about this relationship.
Uuuuhhhh! |D
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Edited by Cal Exabyte: 3/25/2015 8:39:54 PMIt doesn't work out very well.. He tries to impress her with an ahamkara bone he stole from the cryptarch. He says "You could not have brought one of these down. Not the bravest hunter, not the brawniest titan."Instead of falling in love with him, she accepts this challenge. Which, apparently, leads to her death. [spoiler]I would like to see a comic though. Forget I said that.[/spoiler]
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Oh, no... This is sad. Maybe I'll try to make things work out better for them in my comic, just to please myself, haha. Thank you for this nice conversation. You're very nice. <3
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Here's what the card says: [quote]Why did I set her on the trail? You try and try and try to explain, but no one ever understands. No one who's not a warlock. Who hasn't spent a dozen years scouring the ruins for one string of symbols, one clean code, one black talon. Titans just make a hmphing noise, if they've stayed awake. Hunters clean their nails with their knives and look at you like you've grown a third eye. But when you've spent your life searching through arcana for ancient power, you have the urge to reach out and educate others. Especially if you've had one too many. Nah, she's not my type at all. We've played dice, cards, war games, you know, the usual stuff. I'd never tried to show off before, I don't know what came over me. I had a broken vertebrae in my pocket that I'd borrowed from - yes, borrowed. I was going to put it back - what do you think you are, my conscience? It was a fossil, that means mineral replacement, a rock, basically. They can survive a few hours in my pocket. Do shut up. The Cryptarchs weren't going to miss it. Everyone knows the Ahamkaras were hunted to extinction. There's nothing to be afraid of anymore. "Think of how mysterious this is," I said. "How much life sprang up when the traveler came. Like the Ahamkara. Do you know the legends? The dragon that made promises?" And I pulled out the fossil with a flourish - She pulled out her knife and started to pick the dirt from her nails. That set me off. "You could never have brought down one of these," I said. "Ever. Not the greatest hunter, not the brawniest titan." Her eyes narrowed. She said, "Oh? Is that so?" And I saw right then that she wasn't going to pass on the challenge. 'I've murdered a guardian,' I thought. 'She's going to die. It'll be my fault.' And I looked at the piece of spine in my hand and wondered - why did I say that? What moved me to such pride? [/quote]
