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[sunspawned]

☽ = wandering alone at night . (From cinderisacluelesshunter

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☽ = wandering alone at night

She’d set up a small camp that night. Knowing that there were Fallen in the area, she had resisted making a campfire, instead opting to brave the cold the best she could. Smoke could attract unwanted attention, and there was very little more aggravating than getting hit in the back of the head with a vandal’s wire rifle from a distance.

The crackling in the night signaled that someone was close. Stiffening and waking out of her small doze instantly, the titan woman began to stand up slowly. Holding out her hand, her Ghost silently transmatted her shotgun into her hand, and she clutched it tightly against her chest, creeping forward slowly towards the source of the sound.

Whipping around the corner, she pointed the shotgun at what she assumed was a fallen – nearly pulling the trigger before she realized it was, in fact, another Guardian. Her eyes narrowed with irritation, letting out a frustrated grunt as she pulled back. “What the fuck are you doing out here? I almost blew your head clean off.” Was all that she said to the stranger.

[busyb-33]

Hey, if you wanted sniper cover can you kindly not move in front of my shot? Makes things a little easier for me an' you. (~<3 cinder)

Bolden jumped at the word behind him, clutching his shotgun to his chest.“Oh whoops, sorry,” he said with an embarrassed chuckle, stepping to the side.They were in the middle of a Supremacy match on Pantheon, and there were a couple of mixed crests at the other end of the hallway. “I’m gonna, uh,” the Exo glanced between his objective and the man with the sniper, “I’m gonna go grab those.” Bolden-33 then turned and started jogging along the wall of the hallway to give the stranger plenty of room to fire a shot past him.

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As an Exo, Delah couldn’t breathe exactly, but she could imagine. She knew, technically speaking, that air came in and filled the chests of organics, and then was released. The mentors always talked about breathing in relation to the light, breathe in and it fills you, breathe out to expel.

Pretending to breathe, she thought she could feel it. The Light came in and filled her, the light went out and touched the rest of the world around her, and through it she could feel fleetingly what it felt. It was why, when she took another “breath” and let it out, she sensed the machines on the edges of her consciousness, long before her motion tracker picked them up.

“Oh pleasant, we have company. Can a girl not meditate alone?” She sighed and turned her back on the sun. “G get my rifle. The universe has decided target practice is a better use of my time.”

[huntingbounties]

    “I don’t give a single fuck what you did during that mission, I was the one who carried us through it.” It was actually about fifty-fifty but Roman wanted the other guardian’s reward in the end before they were to go off to the next strike. “I deserve that, not you! You sat around, twiddling your thumbs like a fuckin’ idiot. Hand it over so we can get on to the next job, yeah?” He crossed his arms before holding his hand out as if he were expecting the other being to hand the weapon off without any retaliation.

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[oldguard-nighthawk-blog]

The sands of Mars were a good place to hide when one was assigned a stealth mission. As it was, the Cabal base that the lone Hunter was monitoring hadn’t had much activity in the last hour or so, meaning that she had to keep herself occupied by other means. Preferably quiet means so that she didn’t set off any alarms and blow her cover. So, as Hunters tended to do when they were bored, she began flipping her knife, lightly tossing it into the air and catching it again.

Vega was starting to think that the Cabal had cottoned onto the spy mission Cayde had sent her on, and had already abandoned this base in favour of another one. But she didn’t have any proof or reason to suspect that just yet, so she would stick around. For now. A couple of Fallen Wolves had passed the area recently, and she’d had to resist taking pot shots at them, so now she was especially frustrated. She needed something to shoot at, and soon.

Her Ghost pinged, and seconds later her own systems detected it. A wave of Darkness had fallen over the area - usually a sign of approaching Taken. Despite the lack of their King, they still felt the need to be a bother. If one of them sensed her Light, Vega would have to risk being found by the Cabal and take them out. She sheathed her blade and withdrew her sniper rifle from her back, and began to scan the area, looking for tell-tale signs of the blight.

[walk-the-void]

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“Okay, you’re not a princess.” 

Snap said calmly, but his body language told anyone looking that he was definitely pissed. He rammed a magazine into his rifle, harder than he should have, and his modulated voice was colder than the void of space as he spoke. 

“Then get your pretty pretty cape out of my face so that I can shoot the things trying to shoot us.”