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    [Fanfiction] The Observer

    in Fan Zone

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    Just something I felt like writing up after hearing that Vesper had fallen, trying to get back on the writing horse so feedback shall be welcomed greatly

     

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    The Observer

     

    I stood facing the stars, arms folded across my chest as I watched my home burn.

     

    We could have done it, had we been a little more united. Maybe we could have beaten off the seventh damn fomorian to attack, but no, there wasn’t any heart to our assault, none of that famed Tenno pride and honor. There had been arguments, debates, a call to arms spearheaded by some of a more optimistic mind, but no one cared, so no one listened.

     

    “Operator...?” The Lisets AI broke through my brooding, I acknowledged it with a grunt. “I have detected several Grineer Galleons approaching with the long range scanners. It is not safe to remain here long, should I-”

     

    “Just a while longer.” I say, cutting across it’s final words. The bridge fell into silence save for the buzzes and hums of the systems and the occasional burst of crude Grineer dialect through the receiver.

     

    I suppose I should have felt something, staring out across the open gulf at the carcass of the relay, but I felt nothing, simply a black weight of numbness in my gut. Perhaps that was the price I payed for being a Tenno; to simply stop caring about that which was close to me when it became inconvenient.

     

    There was some sick, twisted irony to it too. I remember listening to the communications within the relay during it’s final moments. The syndicates had banded together in an attempt to save who they could regardless of allegiance, and it did work, some of the civilians made it out and had punched for Larunda as soon as their craft was clear. Still, many had died, and humans of all creeds and syndicates had came together in their final moments, just so they wouldn’t arrive in the cold beyond alone as their home was torn apart.

     

    “Ordis. Set target location to Larunda and punch as soon as we’re charged.”

     

    “Of course, operator.”

     

    Turning my back on the flames of my home, I walked down to the hold. Only then, when the sight had been taken from me, did I feel a dampness on my cheeks beneath my helm. Silently, I removed my weapons; my cronus, my latron, my twin furis, eventually even releasing the seal on my helm and setting it down beside them. Leaning against the bulkhead beside the foundry bench, I slide to the floor and wrap my arms around my legs and begin to weep.

     

    Hours later, I was informed that we had arrived in Larunda Relays local space and were being diverted into a holding pattern with the civilian refugees for processing.

     

    I pick myself up, eyes dark and tinged slightly red, having ran out of tears a long time ago. I told Ordis to ping the tower my authorisation code and request docking permission for the emptiest pad, there were things I needed to do, people I needed to check on.

     

    As I picked up my weapons; my guns, my sword, my helm, I felt something bubbling deep within me, something I had forgotten quite some time ago I could still fell.

     

    Rage.

     

    A righteous torrent of fury, screaming to be released on to those responsible for the destruction of my home.

    I would not forget, and I would not forgive, and I swore on my name and honour that I would not let it happen again.

    Warframe Comics And Art (Added Kubrow Angel)

    in Fan Art

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    So, erm ... *looks around, trying to find the right words* I am not the only one who thinks of weird tentacle porn when using Phage? I mean, what in Vor's name is this gun doing with my enemies? Trying to tickle them to death with its energy ... dang, I don't know any synonyms for tentacle.

     

    try 'feeler'

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