It's nice to see that the Vanguard can still offer services in such fragile times. Should you make yourself useful - go next door. Find the boy. He'll get you and the other Guardians to speed on... what Osiris has been hunting. These grueling Hive and their... poison.
The Tangled Shore.
A common-ground for both Eliksni and their corrupted brethren, the Scorn. If among all things Selene had learned in her short time of serving, that the Fallen here were far more... feral, than that of the EDZ.
She had served several times across the Shores - primarily during the rebellious times of the Vanguard hunters. While she always seemed two steps behind the rest, 'Rin and Bex keeping her hands tied and letting those blinded to hunt down the Baron's responsible, she still felt the need to play a part. And play a part she did - assisting the debt owed to the Shore's Law as information scattered the likeliness to hunt forward.
She knew Spider - not on common grounds, but simply as another Kell, in her eyes. An Eliksni who ran his own game, his own favors - but never not interested in a bargain. Especially when it involved keeping his reputation at the peaks, the Cabal and Hive forces still an invasive species to the Shore ever since the prison-break.
Yet this time - it seemed more connected to something beyond the Reef. Strange readings and recollections of Hive summoning, as directed by the Osiris, himself, after returning home to the City lightless. Something that had been brewing beneath the Spider's belt for some time, and now - ready to expand his network to ridding the nuisance once and for all.
It was just by unfortunate circumstance, that her company along the way would be a face she had yet to meet. Ones' existence who'd rattle more Guardians than it was worth - even her own. If only she had a clue.
The sliding doors to the Empty Tank rotated open at her approached step, the soft-tone beats of - was that banjo music? - strings playing across the mangled stereo system. Several broken chairs loitered the floor, strangely recent looking, with a fairly large Cabal body currently being removed from the scene. As a group of captains, clashing tanks of ether before downing them like a drunk in celebration. Indeed, it was a party.
Given that her time previous was more spent in Valdourin's ship, or taped knee to knee with Bex during their patrols, she had only heard rumors of Fallen club-scenes from Wyck and here-say sources. But to have finally stepped foot in one, after all this time...
Truly, it was a sight to be seen.
[ @sovereigncrow ]
