Exploring Lost Horizons

[sword_breaker]

[This was stupid. This was going to get someone killed. Hell though they had to start somewhere and where else to do it but the Cosmodrome. There was a brisk wind and the sun high in the sky but fresh snow scattered about everywhere. Which meant that tracking things would be easier.

His ghost transmats him from his ship before sending it off to wait in orbit. He glances around and cocks his head at the echoing howl of Fallen. This place was notorious for housing both the Kings and Devils which made things all the more interesting. However he wanted to say that they could handle it if a patrol or two was run into.

Things could be a lot worse. Rumors were flooding in that a different faction of the Darkness was roaming about here. Talks of creatures lurking in the bowels of buildings and dark tunnels pickpocketing the landscape. Screeches and furious clawing. It didn't settle well that nothing was confirmed.

So it was going to be some reconnaissance and team practice. What could go wrong with that?]

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[rocketsout]

[Exodus Blue. Rusted Lands. The Twilight Gap. They're what he knows best about Earth: sectioned off, safe for transmat, filled with gunfire and furious Guardians. Open horizons and stillness? Not comforting in the slightest.

It isn't as if he's not been surfaceside before, he wouldn't be much of a Guardian if he hadn't, simply that his time had been better spent trying to better himself, not necessarily wandering about. Given that, there's a sense of disconcertment as his feet hit the ground, the noise far too loud in even with the gusting winds.

He hides his initial, stupid discomfort by double checking his weaponry, checking armor, making sure everything in itself is in perfect condition. Even more, he lets go of the arc buzzing under his skin, feels a bit more secure at the sensation of void seeping in to replace it.

It's official, nerves are dumb, he hates them.

Still, it would behoove him to lose his shit over something this routine. Suck it up Titan, it's all good. Dregs to punch, all that jazz.

With a second thought, he opens a voice channel to the rest of the team.]

We got a sitrep?