It should be known that in the game of Monolpoly Cayde was winning until Skylar figured out he was cheating and won by default... On with the story!


Log 126 - 00:22:32

Sundance is making a low sound when the video feed clicks on, its almost like a sigh or a hum and she blinks once making the picture flicker. It show's Cayde's room, the morning light spilling in from the balcony window, blinds left forgotten the night before. It zooms in on the bed which lays in a rumpled mess of covers half pulled and turned around thanks to the two lumpy figures using it. Cayde is on his back like normal, and it appears he's awake unlike the other occupant, the covers half heartedly covering his bare chest. Hand under his head, elbow out while the other arm lays lazily over his chest with his hand covering the ever glowing light near his 'collarbone'. He stares in a lucid state, half lidded eyes relaxed as his gaze trails the ceiling.

The Ghost moves closer, zooming in on her partner and chirps. His eyes glance to her and he raises his brow plate in question. "Cayde, you have thirty-five minutes before your shift with the Vanguard starts. Zavala sent a message making it clear that you were to be there today." Informative and calm as always. Cayde still huffs lightly at her words, blinking slowly.

"Yeah I figured after yesterday," he answers, speaking softly and moving his arms so he can roll to the side, the camera following to where his eyes go. Skylar is predictably there, hair as rumpled as the bed and her arms tucked in close to her chest. She's sound asleep if her even breathing means anything, eyelids twitching as she dreams. She's all curled up and rather close to the Exo, perhaps looking for warmth in her sleep as if the covers aren't enough. Cayde is watching her with a soft tone to his normally bright eyes, a warm expression locked into place by metal. "You know if she has work today?"

"She doesn't," Sundance replies. "According to her Ghost she was told to take the day off to rest before finishing the last half of her task. It appears she needs it."

"Yeah we'll go ahead and say it was the mission's fault for being so tired," Cayde muses, a touch of ego brushing in his voice. Slowly, he shifts to sit up, a forearm bracing him and a free hand reaching out and carefully brushing through her hair. He hasn't taken his eyes off of her yet, as if he was remembering everything all over again. There's a touch of endearment to his expression, a sense of captivation one gets when looking at fireworks or shooting stars. "She's beautiful like this, more so than normal," he murmurs to himself, the words barely heard on the feed. Indeed there is something different about the look of her with her features fully relaxed, the smallest of smiles tilting her lips up. Hunters don't normally get to sleep so soundly, so unguarded, and it's a clear sign of how safe she feels with the Exo.

He combs his fingers carefully through her hair a few times, trying to not snag it on metallic joints before slowly drifting downward along the slope of her neck and the juncture of her shoulder. He pauses at a discoloration of skin, a splotchy purple and blue with defined markings like indentations. Cayde hums, seeming to be caught somewhere between regret and satisfaction at the mark, his fingers ghosting over it before pulling away.

It's the lack of his touch that seems to rouse her, that moment of pure bliss gone as her lids scrunch and then open halfway, a small vulnerable sound echoing in her throat. He pauses instantly, her sleepy eyes finding his. "Cayde?" she whispers, blinking slowly. The Exo hushes her, his hand back to her face, running knuckles along her cheekbone this time.

"Shh. I'm right here, but I need to get up for work sadly," he informs her, brushing back her hair again. "Go back to sleep and feel free to use the shower later. Take it easy." There's so much care in his vocals, soft like his touch as he finally pulls away only for one of her hands to catch at it with barely curled fingers. Her eyes are already drooping again, but he closes his hand around her's anyway.

"We should talk… about my mission...Eris..." she trails off, her brain betraying her in its sleepy state. Cayde tilts his head before sighing slightly and shaking his head.

"We can talk about that later. Come rescue me for lunch or something alright?" All he really gets for a reply to that is a jumbled bunch of sounds and grumbling before she let's her eyes close and finally forms words again.

"Love you..." she mumbles out in a slur and Cayde blinks, straightening, something like surprise and honest content reaching his face. He leans over for a moment and presses mouth plate to her temple before pulling back.

"I love you too Skyla," he whispers back, watching as she slips back into a peaceful slumber before he carefully leaves the bed, pulling the covers over her. He moves around the room with the faintest of noises, picking up and pulling on his hoodie and under armour that's spread out on the floor which he chuckles quietly about. Stowing his Ace of Spades he takes one last look at the hunteress asleep in his bed before exiting and closing the door behind him.

Sterling is sitting on the kitchen table when he enters to find some breakfast, taking bread out and popping it into the toaster. The Ghost begins to hover, blinking. "Is she asleep then?"

"Yeah, you let her stay that way to," the Exo grumbles leaning against the counter to eye the mother hen of an AI. "She mentioned more to her mission. Want to fill me in?"

Sterling twirls his angled back pieces for a few moments on the clock before making a sound like a sigh. "She is only half done. We have the vessel but now she must get it filled, which means going back to Crota's old lair. The Vanguard is looking for another stealth drive that will last longer than Skylar's personal one."

Cayde makes a clicking sound and a moment later the toaster goes off. He turns, grabs a jar of peanut butter and a knife. "Should have asked me. I know where to get one." He's quiet as he makes his food and eats, a thoughtful look on his face for the next few minutes. Once he's done he rubs the back of his neck and then flips his hood up. "Sundance, get me a line with Shiro. He's been on patrol a while, he could probably use the excitement. This way when she's rested Skylar can get things moving again."

"Calling now," the Ghost replies, the sound of ringing rebounding off the feed's mic. Cayde looks to Sterling who hover's silently and nods his head.

"Well I'm out of here. Keep an eye on our girl Sterling," he tells the little Ai as he moves for the door. Sterling huffs.

"If she'll let me," he drawls and the Exo laughs right before a click registers over the mic and Shiro's voice comes on.

"What's up Cayde?"

"Got a little diversion for you..." the Vanguard leader starts as he opens the door out into the hall, the video slowly fading out as orders are given and the flutter of his cape acting much like a stage curtain.