❗️( @ask-team-delta’s Probos )
Raifer was giggling. Hell, it'd turned to completely hysterical laughter as Probos punched and smacked at him, hands hitting his armor. She was a titan, and with how she was clearly fussing and holding back, he didn't think she'd damage his suit. The mercenary still quickly side-stepped away and rose his hands up in a gesture of surrender as he tried to fight his own reactive laughter back.
"Fuckin' hell it wasn't that bad, girl!" He protested, trying not to find the humor in her clearly heated temperament, and her scrunched, angry expression. "What're ya, my mom? I don't think I need permission to use unorthodox tactics. Kinda what I'm best at. Might not have that whole fancy rezz shit, ya'll guardians got, but fightin's still fightin', baby blue."
Raifer had positioned and used one of the cabal's launchers to send himself and a metric-fuck-ton of explosives directly into the aerial warship the cabal had dominating the Earthen skies. It was risky, but it worked and took down the ship in a spectacular crash.
"I went Hindenburg on that cabal ass up there! Like I've always said: I'm here for a fuckin' good time, not a long time. Ain't nobody got me yet."












