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an AU ramble thing

Consider: Ellie and Joel from The Last of Us in the Destiny universe

Ellie as a Hunter Bladedancer, brought back as a 13 year old Guardian with the name “Riley” still fresh on her lips. Snarky as hell, probably cleans her nails with her knife. Everyone sees her as this smol bean and they coo over her but make no mistake she’ll go up against a Kell and shove a grenade up its ass she doesn’t give a damn

Joel as a Titan Striker, a Gap survivor. All he remembers from his last life is helplessly​ watching the light leave his daughter’s eyes. Everyone stays as far away from him as possible, except for a Warlock Stormcaller named Tess- together they form a Fireteam. Will fuck up people and Fallen that piss him off

Joel and Tess find Ellie whilst in the middle of a scouting mission. Freshly rezzed, they took her with them to ensure that she can get back to the Tower safely. Ellie was originally put under another Guardian’s watch- Warlock named Marlene. However, she was infected by the Owl Sector nanites and then ambushed by the Cabal on her way back to her base and was severely injured as a result, leaving Ellie in the hands of Joel and Tess indefinitely.

I was thinking of making the Cordyceps virus be SIVA, with Ellie having had a small amount injected into her in her previous life that remained after she was rezzed, but I’m not too sure as to how that would manifest as an immunity to something

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They lied, my friend. They injected
their despair beneath your skin
like a parasitic insect laying eggs
in the body of another species.

Nothing they said is true,
everything about you is honorable. Every pore
that opens and closes—a multitude
along the expanse of your body, the
follicles from which hair sprouts
emerging again and again like spiders’ floss
spun from a limitless source.

You wait, huddled. Or carry yourself from
place to place like a burden. As if
you would stash yourself, if you could,
in a bus station locker, or somewhere smaller.
You don’t really hope, but
you can’t give it up completely.

Some stubborn nugget
is lodged like a bullet in bone.
Though each breath stings with the cold
suck of it, you can know the truth.
Every cell of your body vibrates with its own intelligence.
Every atom is pure.”

—  Ellen Bass