[b]Hey you[/b] Yes, you. I'm wondering if you'd like to make a guardian and maybe be in a take? See #sle for info! Enjoy the take! Edit: [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/180849330/0/0]click here for guardian creator post[/url] "So you're telling me... You shot your own fireteam and you failed at acquiring Quariks?" The speaker shuffled about, his shoulders now tensed once Azalea told him of their failing. I looked down, trying to avoid eye contact even though the masked priest was speaking to me directly. "The Hunter you shot: Weaver Graham has not reported back thanks to you. I know you were just revived into this world but this is a bad start guardian. The vanguard has decided you are on suspension and am only allowed to do patrols. You are dismissed." I closed my eyes for a second. I was flustered yet amused. An idea flooded my thoughts and I knew I must do what I was thinking. _____________________________________ Quariks paced four times in his makeshift base outside of the crater of Jade on the moon. They had the ketch docked but damaged, a recent hive attack to blame for it. All of a sudden Quariks heard a small buzz, a quiet but piercing noise. Smoke and debris exploded and his guards fell, rising from the ash a metal 2 armed creature that he had seen before. ____________________________________ Quariks didn't get to react before his head fell off his body. Already injured from the first time, I had acquired a nicer rifle which allowed me to blast the tyrants life out of the system once and for all. As I entered my ship and came back to the tower I smiled at the sight of the Exiles infighting. _________________________________ "Where did you get his location?" Azalea, still with her helmet on asked. I told her about my journey around the moon to find his ketch and there it was. She was surprised but didn't show it, if it was even possible to show it under the helmet. "So.... You see my robot face?" I asked "No I see you cabal one." Azalea said smugly in her satirical manner. "Well maybe it's time I find out who you are. Take that helmet off." ____________________________________ Azalea froze up for a second but refrained, proving to her new friend that she wasn't embarrassed to reveal herself. ____________________________________ I stared at Azalea as she lifted her helmet from her face, revealing a beautiful woman underneath. Her face was a light tan skin, human, with long hair falling to one side. The hair was a mix of dirty blonde and light brown. Her eyes were the most perplexing thing. One was a darting blue eye, comparable to ice, cold and stone like. The other was hazel, hard to tell between a dark green of the jungle and a chocolate brown, warm and sweet. As an exo I would never be able to be with her but it was hard not to stare, which I did. "Are you okay?" she asked now a bit perplexed in a worried tone. I wanted to say better than ever or something cliche that she would hate me for saying, but instead I didn't say anything All of a sudden everything went dark as I felt myself slip from reality:the face of Azalea changed to a face of a blonde haired women with the same eyes, the same look. I was human, grasping her, crying happily about something I could never know, never understand. _____________________________________________ Edit: Why was I trapped like this? I finally found a friend in this world but I was stuck As a machine. As I woke up I saw those eyes look at me. It was time for me to tell her my visions before they got worse.