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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by GingerlyWalnut3:
12/17/2017 5:16:20 AM
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“[b]Oh, thank the Traveler, another Guardian.[/b]”
Ginger breathed, relieved and exhausted at the same time. The Titan wore what seemed to be old standard-issue Vanguard armor, painted some shade of ginger-orange at one point, though the paint job had been worn away by combat.
“[b]You look pretty green to me... so how did a Warlock like you get here?[/b]”
The lights on his [i]Insurmountable Skullfort[/i] flashed a calming blue-green as he slowly approached the Guardian, weapon stowed away on his back.
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The two exchanged glances "No clue" [i]Scans indicated vex-like anomalies, but with an absence of vex.[/i] The Warlock cleared the jam, emptied the chamber, and removed the clip
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[spoiler]It's a magazine lol[/spoiler] Ginger scowled, his [i]Insurmountable Skullfort's[/i] hue shifting to a cautious orange as he subtly detected the seemingly Vex-related anomalies. It was a strong, internalized gut feeling that left him uneasy. "[b]So you just... appeared here? Recently?[/b]"
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The Warlock nodded. "Yeah. No clue as to why. One moment I'm in the old Arlington Memorial, the next...I'm here."
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"[b]I had the same thing happen to me.[/b]" Ginger pulled out his Pulsar-MSe Pulse Rifle and, inspired by the Warlock, checked it for battle damage. His drawn-out engagement with the Cabal had stained the brightly-colored weapon with black, oil-like fluid, that caused the red martian sand to stick to the weapon. He sat down on a nearby rock, and began to clean the weapon off, with practiced precision. "[b]I just got off of Mars. Suddenly there was a flash of light... And I came here. Wonder if whatever it was that brought the two of us here was the same thing.[/b]"
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"Well, I guess we're sticking with you." The Warlock stated "Strength in numbers." His Ghost just sat there, quiet
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"[b]Right... Well, I was hoping that you knew where to go, 'cause I don't know when or where we are.[/b]" Ginger finally brushed the last of the grime off of his weapon, a pool of blackness oozing out near his feet. Avoiding it, he stood up, and pointed at the Dojo's gate in the distance. "[b]Figure that place wouldn't be a bad place to start.[/b]"
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The Ghost shook its head [i]Too many anomalies. We've detected everything from a Guardian's light, to hardlight, plasma, ballistics, and unknown energies.[/i]
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"[b]So its inhabitants are dangerous?[/b]" Ginger asked the Ghost quizzically, a tinge of tension entering his voice.
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[i]More than likely. Caution is advised.[/i] The Warlock loaded his gun "Ready?"
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"[b]Yeah... Let's go.[/b]" Ginger locks and loads, and gets ready to follow the Warlock.
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He lead the way, raising his gun "Check every direction."
