So against my better as people keep leaving questions in reviews rather than on my Tumblr (featherfang) like I asked, I thought I'd just clear up a few thing quickly:

I've gotten a few question relating to the statue of Skylar and Cayse so I want to say that yes this is in fact a Cayde X OC - I thought that were pretty easy to see but maybe not? So yes, it's that kind of fanfiction.

On another note I was asked if their realtionship will ever really be solified/comfirmed/out in the open. The answer again is, yes. It's a bit of a slow burn, but you have to remember Skylar's not at the tower a lot and Cayde is her mentor, her vangaurd leader, and an exo, all of which are obsticals one or both have to work through. I do promise it does happen though~

On a side note, on my Tumblr I have resently posted a page about Skylar's Fireteam, if people are interested at all.

On to the story!


Entry Log 80 - 02:45:11

"...So wait, where are we going?" Cayde's voice rings out as the video feed clicks on. The Exo is following his rookie down one of the busy streets of the Last City. People are buzzing around everywhere as it's the height of the evening and almost the entire street is lined with bars and restaurants. Skylar just grins at him like a fox at that.

"To a celebration. The guys said there was no way I'd be able to get you out of the tower - and look, I got you out of the tower," she gloats and Cayde blinks twice before chuckling slightly.

"So I'm your proof or something?" He's not offended, in fact he looks downright giddy with the entire thing and Skylar laughs as they turn off of the street and head into one of the many isn't the one Cayde frequents. This one is more modern, with the bar at the back wall, and the liquor bottles stacked up to the ceiling with a fellow Exo cleaning glasses behind the counter. The lights are brighter and stark white, and while there are tables and booths all around, Skylar leads him towards the far side where two leather couches sit around a table and a fireplace on the facing wall. There's music playing in the background, something slightly techno without words at the moment, and the Exo relaxes slightly at the rather positive mood in the air.
Her fireteam, the Hidden Wings, are there - all four of them - and so are some of her friends. Noble, Will, and even Corvan, though the latter seems like he's on pins and needles even as he speaks with Haar. They all have drinks in hand and are chatting up a storm, but as the two hunters get close they all stop talking for a moment as Z spots them and then curses.

"Well, shit. You did get him down here, didn't you?" He grumbles and a few of the others groan as well, though WInter just grins quietly. "Unless he's some fancy hologram or something."

"Nope," Cayde replies, crushing whatever hope the human male had as he saunters over to a free spot on the couch and leans back into it in that oh-so-Cayde manner. Skylar perches herself on the back on the same couch, legs dangling off to the side near his left shoulder. "It's me, the one and only."

Z curses again and Skylar smirks, wiggling an eyebrow. "Guess that means I won't be paying for any of my drinks tonight and trust me, I can drink a lot," she teases her team leader who groans and takes out his pouch to count glimmer. Cayde tilts his head back to look at his rookie and gives her a look that needs raised eyebrows.

"Were you seriously gambling at my expense?"

"Yep!" she answers with a grin and the Exo laughs again.

"That's a girl!"

At that everyone looks at Z then Cayde and Skylar and then suddenly breaks out into laughter. It takes a few minutes for everyone to calm back down and by then the humans and one Awoken are gasping for breath, Skylar is bent forward on the back rest so she doesn't fall off backwards while she pulls in air frantically. "Okay, okay," Cayde starts, hands in front of him as if he's trying to calm a wild herd. "Someone want to tell me what this is about? Why am I here?"

"You're here because we thought you could use a break out of jail card," Skylar answered, straightening slightly. Z nods his head along with Haar and Will. "And this is a celebration," she went on as if that explained everything.
"You already said that," he reminds her. "But of what?"

"The first time we all worked together," Z answers, smirking. "This is the second anniversary of the day the Heart of Darkness fell," he says in a matter-of-fact kind of way. Cayde blinks, surprised. It's hard to believe it's been this long, but a quick look at the date on the video log confirms it.

"By the nine," he murmurs. "Hard to believe it's been that long." That means with some quick math that Cayde has known Skylar nearly three years now. "Time flies when you're kicking ass I suppose."

"Here, here!" Skylar shouts along with Noble, who look at eachother and then grin. Things settle in after that and Cayde leans on his knees as drinks are passed about and the tale is recalled, each Guardian telling their own version of it.
Time ticks on like that for a long while and by the second hour everyone has loosened up and it's gone from storytelling, to card games, to straight up shenanigans. The Exos seem to be the only ones not drunk off their asses. Skylar is still playing with them in a half hearted game of go fish, seeing as everyone keeps getting sidetracked too easily to play poker. Everyone else is out of the game and Z seems to have lost his mind and suddenly picks up Noble's helmet and shouts "Traveler's Ass, Perkins has a face!" in lieu of the never ending joke that the guy never takes off his helmet. This ensues a game of keepaway between the two and as Z jumps over the back of the couch to evade the titan he bumps Skylar in the shoulder, who due to intoxication, starts falling off the back of it. Cayde flinches and then quickly turns around onto his knees and grabs her cloak's collar, stopping her backwards decline. The two stare at eachother for a long moment, the redhead seemingly dazed and giggly while Cayde simply seems...relaxed. Then the moment is gone and he tugs her back into place again, seat planting onto the couch once more.

"Okay Sky, I think maybe you need to sit down someplace with a back on it. Because, seriously, it'd be sad to see a hunter fall off a couch."

"...You calling me clumsy?" She grumbles teasingly and Cayde rolls his eyes. Sterling has been floating around her since all of this started and it's clear the Ghost is losing years of his life to worry.

"No, I'm calling you drunk," Cayde answers and tugs at her again. "Come on, there's a nice spot right here next to me." As he says that, Z and Noble come back into view and the hunter finally stumbles just enough for Noble to tackle him to the ground. Everyone stares at them for a moment as Z curses and the titian yanks his helmet back from him and stands up with a huff.

"Okay, I think I'm good for the night," he says clearly annoyed, but Skylar makes a whining sound that Cayde's never heard before and is probably only seen during times of great intoxication.

"But Perkins…" she drags out the nickname Noble has and the human gives her an exasperated look. "We have to make at least one final toast… come on." She's pleading with him and the sunbreaker doesn't stand a chance when she gives him the all power female puppy dog eyes. He groans and sits back in his spot where his half finished drink is.

"Fine, just make it quick will you? I have a mission tomorrow...erm, today." He rubs his neck as he glances at the clock on the wall and indeed it reads 1 AM. Skylar nods, pleased with herself and then nudges Cayde with her foot. He blinks at her but she just repeats the action and after a few seconds he seems to realize what's going on.

"Oh. You want me to say something?" He gets a nod in reply and Z echoes her answer with a 'yeah' from his spot on the floor, apparently too lazy or defeated to move. Cayde narrows his eyes at his rookie. "Only if you sit down, come on." He points to the open spot next to him and Winter snickers slightly as Skylar groans but complies and slides down the back rest before plopping on the cushioned seat as he sits back do

wn himself. She bounces slightly on impact but seems pleased with herself and the Exo relaxes a bit, humming in thought as he looks at his mostly finished bright green drink. "Okay fine, you want a toast, I'll give you one. I tell you, it's hard being popular."
Skylar snorts and the other two hunters chuckle despite the friction between them. The two fireteams wait quietly for the Exo to come up with something and Cayde takes his time in doing so. While they wait the feed zooms out to show all of them easier. After about five minutes he clears his throat.

"You guys are the strangest Guardians I have ever met. Some of you have the weirdest luck and some of you looked luck in the face and backhanded it." He gets a few snickers from that and Skylar playfully bumps her shoulder against him. "But," he continues without missing a beat even though it's clear the alcohol is getting to him too. "The world would have been screwed over a few times by now if it weren't for you, and even if you all retired tomorrow, you'd be leaving your mark on history."
It's a truth that encompases more than just what tonight is about, because they have saved the world a few times in the last few years. Skylar had said it herself, that with each win there was always need for another one. They might have been celebrating their first real accomplishment, but they had done a lot more since then and the pride in Cayde's voice relays that easily. The Exo raised his drink high as he pauses, waiting a second as if to be suspenseful and then finish things off with a bang.
"Don't do that though, cause we need you, retire I mean. Don't do it." he clears his throat again and Skylar is stifling a giggle, trying to not ruin the moment. "So I'll say this you guys, for everything that it's worth: Praise the chosen undead guardians, and may your second lives be long!"

Seven more glasses are raised at that, all clinking together in an array of colors and fullness. A melody of unlinked cheers of agreement rise up with them, and Skylar laughs and smiles like she doesn't have a care in the word before leaning into her mentor's shoulder as she clinks her glass into his.

It's apparent that he couldn't be happier.


Cayde's finally line is acaully from the game, and is the flavor text on a peice of hunter armor. It also referances back to the Dark Souls games, one of my favorite games of all time.

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