the way the twdg fandom handles fear and grief is altogether inspiring, hilarious, and relatable
He sits in the observation deck and watches the refracted light of the earth play on the dulled silver of Cortana’s chip. Infinity's engines a distant celestial hum. Hardly more than white noise. He fiddles with the chain he's looped through the empty crystal frame in the center of the chip.
His hands are scarred, and rightly so: forty years of combat tend to leave you scarred and weathered and pale, like some sort of human variant who just can’t get back into the run of things. Fingernails trimmed short, short enough that the scratches and the jagged edges in them are gone. Knuckles and fingers like gnarled tree roots, hardly a scrap of fat on them, but plenty of wrinkles at the joints; carving deep rivulets through his palm like the cartographical scan from a planet’s orbit. Old lines from his surgeries are still there on the back of his hands, racing up his forearm to his elbow. Not as bad as they were when he got them.
He thinks about the men he killed when he was in training, how he slaughtered them with his bare hands, even as a kid. He thinks about all those times he choked unggoy to death and of the sangheili necks he’s snapped. He traces the scars on his hands and on his knuckles and on his fingers and he remembers the stories belonging to each of them.
He holds her chip as carefully as he can manage even though war has given him reason not to. It sits in the palm of his hand amidst the scars and the old bruises. Lifeless as ever.
John had never considered himself the sentimental type.
played l4d2 with liz today again and my favorite moment was when i threw a bottle of boomer bile and a molotov in the same spot and then stood with liz and watched dozens of zombies run into the flaming pit of smelly hell and all liz had to say was “ur crazy”
Imagine being Thomas Lasky and opening up a live vid feed with Serin Osman to explain how you just “lost” the genius war criminal (the one with the slight god complex and the wealth of information on Forerunner and Covenant technology) who you were supposed to kill oh and there’s a distinct possibility that she’s sided with Jul ‘Mdama