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//May I ask if there are any rules or a bio I should read?
Ooc; there is a bio and I believe I did set up rules on one of the pages. But I have not been on here in so long, I do not fully remember. It's hard for me to check since my computers are not working and I'm stuck on my iPad.
“Different. Though, not by much. Similar armor. Similar purpose. Though, I do not wield Light as they do. And it is a pleasure to meet and know that you are not a threat to me, Rhysis. I still apologize for my incorrect assumption from before.”
“I am mildly surprised that you are alive with how vigorous the other species are in trying to kill everything, and you have no way to come back from the void like the Lightbearers do. You have my respect, Exo.” He gives a bow to the Stranger, the Vandals making their way back to where they had been hiding in the foliage.
Nova tilted her head to the side and watched as the Fallen bowed. She never would have figured a day like this would come. The Exo had returned the favor, giving a bow in return, "And you have mine."
ooc;
Oh my Lord, guys. Sorry, again. Been real busy. I finally have time on my hands, so I should be able to interact a bit more.
Nova2-4 History --still being developed--
Nova2-4, also known as the “Exo Stranger”, is a female Exo that could be mistaken as a Guardian of Hunter class. But, she is no Guardian. She states this on Venus saying that “[she] was not forged in the light” and she has no Ghost of her own. Nova shows that she doesn’t have much knowledge of the Guardians, calling the Ghost “Little Light”. All she really knows is that the Guardians stay in the Tower and work for the Speaker and Traveler. But wanting to know more, she watches them from a distance.
Other than spying upon the wielders of Light, the Exo Stranger is a warrior against the Darkness herself. Nova2-4 travels from planet to planet fighting off Fallen, Hive, Vex, and Cabal just like the Guardians. She mostly works alone. When on Venus, she is heard speaking to another. This would be a fireteam she had put together. This fireteam is also made up of non-Guardians. One being an Awoken and the other being Human. The Exo Stranger works with these two every once in a while. Other times, she is fighting alone.
The reasoning behind working by herself has to do with past problems. The last fireteam she was in had gotten very close to her. Close enough to spark connections with them and emotions within her, which is rare for an Exo. But while fighting in the Temple of Crota, Nova2-4 had been abandoned by them. They had retreated from the attack in fear they may lose against this horde. To this day, the Exo believes it was a set up. All they wished to do was to rid the team of her presence. Therefore, she has some trust issues and prefers fight alone.
"Different. Though, not by much. Similar armor. Similar purpose. Though, I do not wield Light as they do. And it is a pleasure to meet and know that you are not a threat to me, Rhysis. I still apologize for my incorrect assumption from before."
A hint of annoyance began to surge through her. All this 'who is living and who is not' talk was beginning to irritate her. Surely, Nova's previous explanation had to be correct. She was living. She could feel anything thst was physical and emotional, "I do not understand. Your arguement does not have enough support, in my opinion. You are not an Exo yourself. At least, it doesn't seem you are an Exo. You do not truely know our function. You do not know how we live or what it is like for us to live."
:/Hello mun. Care to rp?
[[ Of course! ]]
"Nova2-4... Some call me 'The Exo Stranger' for most do not know my name or what I really am," Nova paused for a moment, "You must have noticed by now that I am not like the Guardians you would normally see."
“Undead? I know few that have been brought back by their Ghosts or fireteams. But not all are that way,” Nova’s cyan optics followed Zara as she walked around her slowly, “I have no reason for a helmet. As far as I know, Exos do not need such an item. We were not designed to have the same functions as the Awoken or Humans.”
“All the Guardians are undead, unless you count the Exo’s, they were never…alive, to start with.” A smirk plays across the Dark guardian’s expression, though hidden under the mask. “I see, though do you not think that the extra protection might be beneficial?”
Nova seemed to give this Guardian a glare, though it was a little hard to tell considering Exos did not have features like the Awoken or Humans, "Exos are alive, just like Humans and Awoken. We have different functions, but we are still living. As for protection, I don't see why I would need it. I'm perfectly capable of using cover to my advantage along with my speed and my shot. If the enemy goes for my head, then that will be my fate. That is that."
Arms wide open, Ｉ ＳＴＡＮＤ ＡＬＯＮＥ I’m no hero, and I’m not made of stone. Right or wrong
I can ＨＡＲＤＬＹ tell.
I’m on the ＷＲＯＮＧ ＳＩＤＥ ＯＦ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ
and therιgн☨eoυѕ side of hell.
d u t y means doing the things your heart may well regret.
The Exo Stranger : Destiny.
For the lovely Alicia I hope this is whom you requested >.<
--Just going to leave this here~ -- The Exo Stranger sat upon the narrow desk. Her hands held the bottle that once sat at the corner and she rotated it in her hands, looking at it with curiosity. She then turned her head to look at the Crucible master, "I do not fully understand the purpose of the events you put up. Putting Guardians against Guardians does not seem like it would help in this war against the Darkness. Mind explaining the intentions of the Crucible?"
He’s nearly insulted by her words. Nearly. The Quarter Master squares hefty shoulders, turning the painted helm her way. “Pitting Guardians against one another helps them focus their Light. Think of it this way: you’ve two candles. One has been burning for a while, the other has just been lit. At first the new flame flickers and is weak but the longer it burns the stronger, hotter, and brighter it becomes. It takes time for younger Light to become focused. Putting young Guardians through the Crucible gives them a chance to see how they can refine their abilities, test themselves, their weapons, and armour.”
“The Crucible acts as a proving ground. Those who exceed and propel over the trials faced are given more challenging opponents to face. Others who do not fair as well are given more attention in training by older Guardians. This way, only the most proven and effectively field tested teaching methods are passed on to the next generation.” There comes a pause from Shaxx, thinking on what to say next. “Our resources are limited. Everyone shares the load this way.”
“It’s also a great deal of fun.”
Nova listened closely and with great interest. She set the bottle aside, showing all her attention was on Shaxx and not the item. What an interesting concept. She had never thought of the events in such a manner. The silver Exo nodded slowly, "Ah, yes. It makes much more sense to me now. I have always thought it was an entertainment kind of thing. Kind of like what they did in the great, ancient times. Gladiators? Is that what they were called? Yes, believe so."
"Anyway, I see now that it does have good intentions that can improve one's abilities. I thank you for telling me this. I am not a Guardian, so do I do not know a lot of information of these events you and the Vanguards set up."
“Zombies? No. I have gotten to know a couple. They have their own thought process and emotions. I do not believe they are the way you describe.”
“One does not need to be mindless to be a zombie, they merely need to be undead.” Zara chuckles, taking steps around the Exo curiously. “You do not wear a helmet, is that not dangerous?”
"Undead? I know few that have been brought back by their Ghosts or fireteams. But not all are that way," Nova's cyan optics followed Zara as she walked around her slowly, "I have no reason for a helmet. As far as I know, Exos do not need such an item. We were not designed to have the same functions as the Awoken or Humans."
The Exo slowly lowered her rifle, but she kept her guard up. Nova’s optics narrowed at the Archon. She had heard that the Queen had a Fallen like this. But she had very little association with the Queen. It was another reason to not trust this Fallen just yet.
“Perhaps I believe you. Maybe I will apologize for claiming you are a threat because of your kind. But of course, I do not know you well enough and nor do I trust you enough.”
“As is the natural reaction for your kind, do not trust what you do not understand. Do you not think that we would have harmed you already if we wanted to? We were still while you swept your bright eyes across the land and yet we did nothing.” Rhysis gestured for the other two to com forward, both with weapons aimed downwards as they come into view.
She eyed this group momentarily, "I suppose you have gained some trust. But not a lot. I appreciate your resisting to fire. I do not think I should have jumped to such conclusions of your intentions. Perhaps we can... Start over?"
Hey! I RP a begining Hunter who has a past with the Hive. He also develops void light abilities, but he needs a more.... authoritative figure in his life than the fireteam that hes apprenticed with. you game?
--ooc; Oh, yes! Sounds very interesting! I would love to :) !-
I'M BREATHING IN THE CHEMICALS
--ooc; *GASP* I'm alive. I'm so sorry. Life was getting in the way of things and I started up an OC blog not too long ago for a different fandom. I'll get started on replies. --
