warlockbonds said: [Hilda would defs be a warlock
i absolutely accept that

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warlockbonds said: [Hilda would defs be a warlock
i absolutely accept that
{ ♔ } —— “I have fixed and enhanced the scope from some of my own materials.” She let out in a stoic tone. Eyes tracing over the shotgun she was now handing back to the Warlock after having just finished smoothing and shining it. “You’ll find that it shoots a lot easier now.” warlockbonds
Hey!
I see you!
you cute little shit
Wolf Hunt [With warlockbonds]
He’d been camped out atop one of the many rocky outcroppings of Venus’ Ember Caves for a couple hours now, always keeping an eye out for any Wolf patrols that may pass through the area. He balanced one of his many knives on the tip of his middle finger, occasionally transferring it his index finger, then back again.
Petra had posted the newest target of interest just the night before. Peekis, the Disavowed was to be hunted down in the Citadel as he was known to roam that region for unknown purposes. Most guardians with any sense of direction would know to take the left branch, being the shortest route, straight through the Ember Caves leading directly towards the Citadel. He knew in such a heavily populated Vex area, a fight with a Wolf patrol by himself would be incredibly risky and time consuming. However, with such a large price over his head, he doubted he’d be hunting alone. He’d simply lay in wait for a guardian to pass by, make sure they’re doing the same task, and his backup problem would be solved.
At long last, another guardian entered his field of view, and he slid his knife back into the sheath before rising to scale the rock face.
[16, 21, 24
16. Last exotic achieved?
Hmmm, I believe it was the monte carlo? Nothing special but I pretty much have everything.
21. Favourite thing to do on the game?
Well since there is no new raid it is actually Trials of Osiris now. Super competitive and fun.
24. Stupidest reason you’ve died?
We’ve all been here, Rocketing myself in a bubble or falling off an edge after failing an easy jump.
“Man, I need some better gear.”
A lone Hunter shuffled along through the buried city, wind whipping at her cloak. Whirlwinds of dust and sand skimmed over ruined vehicles and panels torn from the buildings above long ago as though there was nothing at all in their paths; watching this, Allyssa decided she can relate. Or, she wanted to. Her Ghost almost got lost in one such whirlwind and proceeded to grumble about it.
“Why are we even here, again?”
“Don’t know,” Allyssa shrugs, “but dude, my armor sucks.” She grabs one foot with both hands and hops around on the other for emphasis, grimacing at her ghost despite her helmet concealing her features.
“’Don’t know?’ You don’t even know why we’re here? We don’t have a directive? Oh, Light. Did you even think to ask?”
Allyssa merely pushes her Ghost into another whirlwind and continues to plod heavily across the main plaza, halfheartedly scanning for signs of life.
There’s another explosion, and a Warlock slides out of the way towards a crumpled figure left sitting on the ground. She rises to her feet, dancing away from a Thrall’s swipe before throwing up a handful of flame. As it crumbles to dust, she holds out her hand to the reawakening Guardian, hopeful that they will jump right back into the fray. Since she’s something of a Medic, she could wrap up their wounds, but now isn’t a great time.
Over the sound of gunfire, she shouts to her injured ally in hopes of rousing them, readying herself to jump at them and drag them away should the situation call for it. She’d really rather not, though, and cringes at the sight of Hive rushing towards them.
“Hey! Goodmorning sunshine, the stars say hello! We’re about to get crushed by a Knight, hop on up! Please!”
A moment of weakness
31. Your muse catches mine naked
Laine loved the water.
This area of the Forgotten Shore was deserted. And through the waters of Old Russia were frigid, she really didn’t care. She had stripped herself of clothing and waded into the water, the small cove mostly obscuring her from view of the rest of the shoreline. She dipped her head under the water with a laugh, her hair sticking to her neck and back.
But then there was a sound. Footsteps.
Being bare at the day she was born, with her weapons and armor lying on a rock on the shore, Laine immediately summoned void energy to her hand, standing up to her waist in the water.
It was Sai.
Her face turned a deep violet and she gave a yelp, submerging herself down to her shoulders. “S-Sai!” she stammered out, her arms covering her chest.