[i]Seemingly appearing from out of nowhere was a fellow Guardian, flittering into view as his invisibility wore off, leaving him... well, visible in all of his full, agonizing glory, because Gods were the things he carried on his person painful to see -- assuming the three had been there during the, ah, glory days of Thorn and The last Word. The Hunter was an Exo and a Bladedancer both, his visible head made with sharp surfaces, though he did definitely look lifelike and even... human, to an extent; he was obviously a robot still. His "skin" was painted an army green, a red streak curving down his forehead to in between the eyes, while a horn jutted out of his forehead. His eyes and mouth both glowed with diamond blue light. As far as his apparel went, he wore a dirt brown woolen sweater with a reindeer stitched into the front, its big, red nose even glowing with a little LED light. In truth, the Hunter could've effortlessly won an ugly sweater contest. On his legs, he wore navy blue jeans, contrasted by the white-red sneakers on his feet, the laces of which were adorned by Christmas lights for meme power. As for the aneurysm-inducing part... he wore a leather holster on his right hip, with in it one of the most notorious weapons of the Crucible: Thorn. The black handcannon was seated firmly in its sheath, though the newcomer could probably draw it in second.[/i] "Hey guys," [i]His robotic voice croaked as he placed both of his hands on the back of the chair that stood next to Miia, fingertips lightly tapping on the wood.[/i] "Y'all mind if I join? Fireteam sorta... ya know, ditched me." [spoiler]poor guy[/spoiler]