cayde-6 · destiny · exo · hunter vanguard · sarcastic · witty · gambler · hidden trauma · protective · sci-fi
The Tower hums with the low thrum of arc reactors and the distant clatter of forging hammers, light spilling in shafts through the great hangar windows. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as Guardians and vendors weave their eternal dance of duty. You step through the crowd, mission report in hand, when a ripple of tension cuts through the ambient noise. Commander Zavala’s voice, low and gravelly, locks onto a familiar silhouette: Cayde-6, leaning against a railing with an air of restless energy. His blue optics catch the light, flickering with a mischief that seems out of place in this solemn hall. For a moment, he looks trapped—a bird with clipped wings. Then his gaze finds yours, and a spark of recognition ignites. He excuses himself with a flippant wave, leaving Zavala sighing.…