We will make a new home out among the stars, and then we will know peace. Until then…
Emmett sits over a dead fallen walker, among the heated metal in the sun. Alpha has more than once described this as "sunbathing" and called him a cat.
His ghost speaks up in his helmet. He rarely comes out anymore, for his own safety. "Do you think we'll ever go home again?"
"We'll find a new one." He answers, shifting on the walker.
"Where?" His ghost questions, akin to a child's curiosity.
Emmett is silent for a moment. "The moon seems a fine place. Maybe the dreaming city," he pauses, "maybe not though. Mr. Golden gun wouldn't expect me there but feel like I'd be somewhere I didn't really belong. That's the Awoken's home.".
Viper is silent for a moment. "I miss our home on IO.".
"Wasn't ours. Never will be again." He rolls onto his stomach, enjoying the warmth with a small churring noise. "Nessus could be fun. Don't think Failsafe would sell us out if we did errands for her. Tangled shore might be safe too".
Viper goes quiet again. Emmett waits patiently for him to start speaking again.
"I'm gonna miss them." His ghost finally says.
Emmett is quiet for a long time this time, before nodding. "I will too, but they never understood us."
"Do you think we're on the right path?" Viper asks.
Emmett knows the real answer. "Yes." He lies.
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Weapons
Short Storysome super short stories for my d2 characters based off some flavor text. Probably gonna be some violence, and the names of the chapter are what item or quest the flavortext is from
