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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
9/16/2015 1:21:39 AM
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Kairos groans quietly.
"So you guys get to watch the Guardians slaughter each other in the Crucible? Must be entertaining."
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"It gets tiring. I was thinking about moving it somewhere along this Cosmodrome though."
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"I can imagine. Well, I've got places to go and Taken to kill. Pleasure meeting you." Kairos says, turning and walking away from the Kell.
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"Wait. Just a question, but are you a new Guardian? I've not seen mistakes like you've made for a while."
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Kairos laughs. "No, but seeing that many Fallen under that large of a Ketch made me... forget how I normally operated on stealthier missions. I've been a Guardian for a few months. Helped break into the Vault of Glass. Was on the fireteam that killed Crota. Killed Skolas, though I take no pride in that. I've gotten used to working with a team... And well, now that I'm no longer with a team I'm making beginner's mistakes."
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A Guardian pushed her way through the crowd. "You'll get used to it." She was wearing classic trials armor. No shader.
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Kairos glances over at her. "Oh I better get used to not having anyone watch my back, otherwise I'll just end up like that Titan we STILL haven't buried outside the Temple of Crota. Name's Kairos. Defender Titan. You?"
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"Serena. Nightstalker Hunter."
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"Mhm. You know these guys?" Kairos asks.
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"Yeah. I work with em'.
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"This day keeps getting more and more surprising. Well, I've gotta take off or Zavala is gonna chew my head off for not reporting in after my last mission. If you need someone to clear out a location of Hive or rival Fallen, get Serena to contact me. I'd be happy to give you guys a hand." Kairos says, before pulling out his Ghost and preparing for transmat.
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Edited by Riven: 9/16/2015 2:02:23 AM"I can take care of Zavala for you if you want. He owes me a favor." She tossed something at him.
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Kairos catches the object, inspecting it in his hand. "Well, if Zavala owes you a favor, I might just camp out here, get some rest then move on to my next target tomorrow. What is this, anyways?"
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"A black chip containing a secure channel for the House of Fear. Myself, Fearus, and other high-ranking officials within the House have access to this channel."
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Kairos nods. "House of Fear, eh? Alright. I'll keep in touch." Kairos transmats into orbit.
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Over the comms, "And if you need anything just ask. We're open. Most of the time."
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"I'll remember that. Likewise to you. You need help, just let me know."
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"Will do. Hope to see you around."
