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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/16/2017 9:23:09 PM
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“[b]Schrödinger’s planet, eh?... We sure there aren’t any Vex here?[/b]”
Ginger said, shaking the Exo’s outstretched hand firmly. At Styx’s explanation of the planet, he looked up at the sky, and took in his surroundings.
“[b]Well, this place is a helluva lot nicer than the Cosmodrome, at least.[/b]”
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No Vex here, but there's plenty here to kill you. Not that you need to worry, since your ghost can probably pick you right up again. *He says it in a matter-of-fact tone, revealing little emotion whatsoever* So, I'm guessing you came from Mars? The dust on your armor can sure tell a story
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“[b]Ghost?... Speaking of which, where’s my Ghost? Please tell me I didn’t lose he-[/b]” Suddenly, a brightly colored Ghost flew out from beneath a rock, and excitedly bounced by Ginger’s head. He chuckled, and tapped his helmet lightly against her shell. “[b]Well, this is Arianna. She’s physically mute, but our neural symbiosis allows her to telepathically communicate with me. I dunno why the Traveler gave me such a happy Ghost, but, well, she’s kinda hyperactive. Doesn’t like appearing often though. Prefers to remain unsubstantiated.[/b]” As if on cue, she transmatted, leaving the two Guardians alone to speak. “[b]And yeah, I was on Mars. Got teleported there, same way I was taken here. Had to fight through a batalion of Dust Giants, just to make it here.[/b]”
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Ah, the Dust Giants. I've got a bone to pick with those asses, but I don't think you want to hear an old exo's tale, huh? *He watches the ghost flutter around, sighing slightly* Yeah, my ghost was the "hopeful" type. Helped me get through a lot, and was the best companion anyone could have
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“[b]Actually, I’m all ears. I need something that sounds familiar right about now.[/b]” Ginger made himself comfortable on a rock, sitting down in a casual position, and drinking from a canteen of water deeply.
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Alright, then, as you wish. *he looks back at his helmet, he had been absentmindedly cleaning it the whole time and notices a large oil smudge on it from the cleaning solution. Sighing, he starts up* It was just me and Demosthenus, doing a routine patrol on the New Portagual shore, where that massive ice river is? We heard reports of Cabal being in the area, but we put that aside because we had been there a million times. So we then get this transmission, from someone's dying ghost about a fireteam in distress, so we checked it out. Demosthenus was skeptical of course, but still went with it. We get close to where the transmission came from, and BAM, no less then a hundred cabal come rushing at us from all angles. The Phalanx were closing in on us, and the Psions sniped from small holes behind their fortified walls. It was just too much. One rushed at me while I was concentrating my fire on the Psions, and stole Demosthenus before my eyes. I tried to kill the Legionary that did it but, in a state of panic, he teleported me to the Tower, and I never saw him again. *He looks back down at his helmet, wiping it again with a rag* Now I kind of have my light back, some Guardian equipped me with SIVA, but it's not the same.
