Lakir scavenged through a Fallen loot cache, looking for glimmer or ether sups. It's been a while since he's even seen James or Lake. He heard that Lake had secluded himself from the city, and is now hiding out in the Himalayas. Lakir didn't bother tracking him down. The events of the City crisis left Lake mentally scarred, and that left a toll on him. James had just disappeared entirely. Off the grid, no leads. Nothing. Looking up, he walked over to a window. The city used to be called Detroit. And it was raining, hard. He jolted into action as he heard footsteps behind him, pulling up four pistols, but he stopped as it was someone he hadn't seen in a long time. (( Open ))