Destiny Roleplay ( Open and Accepting! )

[Hex_Keeper]

"Compression coils would make sure nothing was damaged, i also have some sturdier ball joints. Raginald do your thing." I laid arm down on the work bench and moved over to the pile of scrap while Raginald scanned the arm. "As for payment just bring me stuff your moneys no good here. After all you are my favorite light bulb" i said with a wink. I pulled a small rectangle out of my pocket and tossed it to her.
"Its a Hard Round Synthesizer. Put it where your clip goes then place the clip in. It can turn any ammunition into hard rounds, its a thank you for rescuing me form the sandy doom. It will take about an hour to get the arm operational so you can stay if you like."

[A.Kira-]

Akari~
"Well you really know what you're talking about," she said, sitting down in a chair adjacent to Data-5. She reached up and caught the rectangle. "You didn't have to give me this. The things we pulled from that ship were more than enough reward. Plus, you not being dead and being able to work on things for me. That's a huge plus." She twisted the rectangle in her fingers absently. "So, nice set up you got here. I like it. Not big on field work? I guess I'm not a good voucher for it." She wasn't going to be ever again. Her missing one her arms and trying to convince somebody field duty wasn't that bad would be a bad idea. "What do you usually do?"

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[Hex_Keeper]

((Looks good to me. This is my first RP so you don't gotta worry about any judgement from me. im just trying to match your guy's mads skills ))
I waved my hand at the wall chalk full of schematic.
"I create, i research, i learn everything i can. i don't know im not interested in the glory of battle, to be honest i don't completely agree with it. I see the necessity, this is where i belong." I said all this while breaking the arm down, fixing the wiring in the places Reginald indecated. Next was the i replaced parts that had worn down over time along with the ball joints.
"Seems like youv done enough field work for the both of us. What will you do now that your back and Mr. Row Boats got his light back?"

[~SongOfFlames~]

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The Hunter still held the ceramic mug between her hands to keep them warm. She was listening to Feron, as she briefly glanced down at the dark brown liquid that was filled to the brim. She lifted her gaze up to him, as he mentioned that in some cases, it was better not to be able remember than to recall something that wasn't cherishable. Perhaps, he spoke of experience. That there was a memory or two that bubbled up to the surface that he'd rather drown out than to ever see it again. She wasn't going to pry. If he wanted to speak of it, then let him speak. When he had taken the item from out of her hand, she dropped her hands to her lap. She didn't mind him handling the artifact, hence why she held it out for him to take if he wanted a better look of it. She trusted him enough to not break it. Not that it was in mint condition anyways. There were a few light scratches on the bottom of it, and the gears that she had mentioned that needed to be replaced. Nadia had brought it to a few places from out of curiosity if it could repaired. Based on the state that it was currently in, you didn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that it wasn't possible for them to fix. It was refined and an archaic piece of culture and art. To find the parts necessary to restore it back to its original state would take a miracle. Considering the fact that a good majority of these places around Old Russia have been looted years ago or were too dangerous to explore whether it be the structural integrity or enemy movements.


Despite the clear warnings that the Vanguards mentioned about a Guardian going off on their own to these unchartered territories, she would sometimes sneak out to these hidden gems. Quite a lot of interesting stuff she found out there. She watched him for a few moments, and she simply nodded with a smile when he said that it was a pocket watch. To be honest, she forgot the name of it as well. You just didn't see these around much. Apparently, Kabr had one of these. Some lucky Guardian ended up finding the pocket watch of Kabr when they traveled through the Vault of Glass. she didn't recall if they actually kept it, or if they ended up putting it at some memorial. She clipped the pocket watch back onto the side of her belt, and right on time, because she spotted the waitress with the two dishes approaching the table. A large smile appeared seeing the crepes that she ordered. There was this cream filled within the soft and thin French-styled pancake with whip cream on the top with powdered sugar and strawberries. Her mouth began to water just at the sight of it. She thanked the waitress when she set her plate down in front of her, before checking out what Feron ordered. Look at that beast. It was a tower consisting of five pancakes with the waitress including raspberry syrup. How in the world? He was going to eat that whole entire thing?"Wow. Breakfast of champions." she said with a soft chuckle. When the waitress set the card down after running it through the system, her Ghost took the liberty to retrieving it. He wasn't in plain sight, but he was with his Guardian almost the whole entire time. The card was gone within a blink of an eye. Nadia picked up the fork and the knife, before cutting a piece of her crepe. She popped the piece into her mouth. A few seconds later, she made this small sound from out of the flavor that graced her taste buds. She finished chewing and swallowing that piece, before she had spoken. "I love it! This place is awesome!" she told him, before cutting a few more pieces."Thank you for taking me to this place, Feron." she added with a smile filled with delight.

[A.Kira-]

Akari~
Her eyes followed Data's hand. Ah. She wishes she had those types of skills. She'd take those over field work any day. When Data called Roman RowBoat again she smiled. "Get used to that arm for starters. Then, I'll go back to field work. That's where my skills are, that's where they'll stay. I'm not arrogant but I know I'm a good sniper. I could do a lot of good in the field. That skill is wasted in te city or in the tower." The rectangle resumed spinning between her fingers thoughtfully. Roman may argue with her about going back into the field but she didn't really care. She had things to do, people to kill, salvage to find for Data. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean by disagreeing with the glory of battle. I guess maybe I do. I don't see glory in it. Maybe that makes me a little weird. All I see is pain and sacrifice. Struggle to survive. Don't be offended when I say I'd rather have your job. Idon't think your job is any less hard. I just don't have the mind for it, nor the passion."

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| Urrrgh sorry guys, I'll have a post up soon! Going to go sleep off this food coma I feel coming on. Check this post in about two hours or so and It'll be a reply. ||

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[~SongOfFlames~]

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[White Eagle]

Jahoan Fiorè // Male // Human // Warlock // Age appearance:26 // Stormcaller // Arius

A man was thrown out a shops' window and rolled in the glass. Jahoan steped out of the now broken window and jumpe onto the floor. "You got dust on my new armor. That's just not nice...not..one..bit." As he walked up to him he saw him reacher for the hand connon so he liftted his head and knocked him out with one kick in the face. "Another digit delt with. What is it three as of now?"
"Four, sir. The machine has located Miss. Swanepoel. Her helmet has been turned on. Yet we don't know her psyche....I'm contacting Lucian for information."
The Warlock looked at his phone as a text from his now tracked his fifth digit,"It seems Penelope is just being fought over some pens, Arius. Because she yas a clean record so what could she do?" Jahoan quickly switch the subject so he wouldn't get emotional.
"I think that's a reason why someone would want her. After all she won't do anything that the instigator woulfn't want."
The Warlock followed the blue haired Awoken,"so sue will be a pupet....then lets make her a real girl again." He tailed her to make sure no harm comes to her.

Luxe Gregg -- Male -- Human -- Not a Guardian -- Age: 74 -- Rourke

The all powerful man looked at an agent as he gave instructions,"Good, Amanda. Send more men to Tokyo to ensure we have enough computers for our next gen. Got it?..." Soon his phone vibrated in his suit pocket. Without hesitation he looked at his phone with anticipation,'Watch feed...'
Soon one computer posted the video of Rourke. As ir played the elderly man looked dissapointed but he waited for Patron's orders.
'Help our...great asset...' the AI stated to the man.
"Kevin send in ten men to protect our top Titan. Now!"
On the main screen on left side showing thing three black trucks leave."

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Last City

Carmela could have sworn she caught a sharp glare from the Warlock, but after blinking it was gone, and chocked it up to her still puffy eyes from earlier. She remained extremely quiet as Ileana spoke, struggling to process the information that was provided. It was.. different, learning that the 'present' was only a 'feeling' of experiencing something. She found it all confusing as it was interesting, a silver brow perking slowly. In her mind, she pictured it more along the lines of being able to go back and stop certain things from happening, and she nearly blurted out the fact that she wished to go back and prevent Heda from even setting foot in the raid to claim Atheon's head before she realized that such an action could have extreme consequences in the 'future'. Brows knitted together for what seemed like the millionth time before she nodded slowly. "Sorta, it all seems rather.. complicated."

Feron | Human Male | Nightstalker Hunter | Tagged: Nadia/Any | Location: Earth -> The Last City

His hands rubbed together happily as he stared down at the plate of food, a cocky grin shooting to Nadia as she spoke. There was a small shrug of his shoulders as he scooped up his fork, picking up a slice of peach and popping it into his mouth with a content sound. "You know it." He would say after the food was swallowed, his free hand gliding over to where the syrup sat. It was a dark red in color, but thick in texture as it drizzled over the stacks of pancakes, small lumps of raspberry adding to the already delicious fruits on the top. One day, he figured, his sweet tooth was going to be the death of him, and as the small container of syrup emptied, he set it to the side and picked up the butter knife in its place.

The first bite was amazing, and he vocalized so with a hum of approval leaving his chest while he chewed, nodding as the memorys of his first time here came back to him. Of course, that time he'd shared the experience alone, but that isn't relevent in the least. After allowing himself to swallow, he would grin happily at Nadia letting a small chuckle leave him. "I'm so glad you do, I was worried you wouldn't. Breakfast isn't a favorite for everyone, but to me in my opinion its the best, and most important." He pointed his fork in her direction at the last half of his sentence, remembering the playful banter her Ghost and her shared before they arrived about her not eating enough. "Anyways, you're very welcome! But seriously, next time? I pay." He chuckled, already shoving the next bite of his meal into his mouth, perhaps he was a little cocky in assuming there would be a next time, but was in no way attempting to pressure her into spending time with him if she did not wish to, he was simply attempting to be friendly.

Before he even realized it, his plate had nearly gone, a few more bites being cut up before his hand moved back ot his coffee. He took a rather large drink before allowing the mug to be replaced upon the table. "So worth it." He would grumble moments later upon completely clearing the plate. His back was pressed heavily into the seat on his chair, hands resting against his now sore stomach. The combination of the massive amount of food, on top of the sugar content of both the food and the coffee giving him the slightest of stomach aches. "Man I feel like I could sleep for a week straight and not have to eat again the entire time."

"I do believe that is called Hibernation." Pax would say from his hidden location, his tone obviously hinting his teasing behaviors.

"Shut it, floating eyeball."

[~SongOfFlames~]

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Nadia had been cutting up a section of the crepe, when he was beginning to say something about being glad that she liked it. Why wouldn't she? The dish that they gave to her was practically dessert. And while it might not be entirely healthy for her to consume it,  she sure was loving every second of it. Once in a while, you just had to treat yourself to something nice as a reward for putting up with so much like pushing back the forces of darkness. She picked up a piece of her crepe on her fork, right when he pointed his fork to her direction. She smiled while she moved her leg slightly to lightly step on his boot from the other side of the table."Oh shush. I usually do eat better. I just didn't have much time yesterday." she told him as she lifted her foot from off the top of his boot to continue eating. She took another bite of her fluffy crepe, and she simply nodded her head when he said that the next time he was going to pay.She finished chewing that small piece and swallowed before she had spoken."Sure thing!" she responded, before she finished the rest of her crepe and pushed the plate over to the side for the waitress to pick it up if she passed by. She took a napkin and dabbed her mouth to make sure that she wouldn't have anything sticking around for the rest of the day. She set the napkin down onto the finished plate, before she looked over at him when he managed to finish that big stack of pancakes and the coffee.

"Wow. I didn't think you'd be able to eat the whole thing." she started to say with a small smile. She sure wouldn't have been able to. Huh. They weren't kidding when they said that some guys ate like horses. At least they both had something to eat, before they were both sent off to do some other mission for the Vanguards. She couldn't help but laugh when he made a comment about being able to sleep for a whole week and then his Ghost remarking that it was called hibernation. Ah, so she wasn't the only one that had these witty conversations with her Ghost.  Actually, her Ghost had been quiet for sometime. Perhaps, he was doing something from off the side. Sometimes, he tended to go read the latest reports to see what was going on in the world of Guardians and the current progress they were making as a whole. She shimmied from out of her side of the booth, and stood up so that she would be standing beside the table. She looked over to Feron with the smile that never really seemed to have faded away. "Let's walk off those calories, shall we? " she started to say, while she placed a hand onto her hip. She tilted her head to the side, causing for a few strands of her hair to fall from the bun, before she continued to speak."You have to show me this book store that you speak of." she added. The bill was paid for, and she had left a generous tip behind for the waitress. More than what the waitress usually received, because the hunter was in a really good mood today. The strike mission was successful, and she visited the Last City for the first time with a tour guide at her side.



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The Awoken Warlock pushed herself to a stand when she summoned the few traces of energy left to get up. She couldn't stay here and sit in the tunnels all night long. Just make it to the bunker, and she'd be good to let down her guard even for a teensy bit. Sable began to walk through the cool and damp tunnels that were built underneath the city. She crossed her arms across her chest to retain body heat while she walked through this place. Her Ghost trailed after her with this growing curiosity of the place that she somehow knew of. Perhaps, it dealt with the small portion of memories that she was able to remember of her past life. Her hand brushed along a mural which paint has faded over the course of time. Her fingers lightly traced over a section, and hovered over an indentation. She pressed the palms of her hands against the wall, and with a push, a switch went off in reaction to the compression. The corroded and cement wall slid and parted to reveal a reinforced and very strong metal door with the gear slowly turning. The door opened automatically allow admittance. She sucked in a breath of air while walking through the doorway. She stiffened hearing the door shut roughly behind herself with a loud clanging sound. It caused for her to stop at that moment with her Ghost hovering around so that he would now be floating in front of her."You should be safe here..for now. It appears that there is reserve power. It should be enough for the basics like heat and the facilities." Lucian was beginning to say with his Guardian brushing past him.

She nodded her head once, but slowed to a stop, and turned to her Ghost when he had expanded like a puffer fish. Almost like if he was trying to reach a signal or someone that was reaching out to him."Who is it?" Sable asked with suspicion in her voice."Arius. Jahoan's Ghost." he explained with simplicity. Her heart skipped a bit, just with her Ghost mentioning Jahoan. Really? It was him? A small smile formed on her lips, but the scenes of earlier played in her mind, which made it slowly fade away. Oh no. He shouldn't come here. She remembered what she did  from out of a desperate attempt to escape like a caged animal. He couldn't come here. What if she accidentally hurt him? She'd never forgive herself if she did. Worry started to take over her, before she had spoken."Let me know if he is alright.I....I'm going to go find a shower." she told her Ghost, before leaving his line of sight. Lucian watched her for a couple of seconds, and then he had spoken."Sable is fine. Or, she will be fine. She needs some rest. She's been through a lot." he explained to the other Ghost."Hidden in a bunker to wait out the snowstorm that's breezing by now. Should be out in a few hours. I'll send the coordinates to you." he added.


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Hearing the click of the gun followed by the request made him tense. Rourke flicked his gaze to where the door was, seeing a faint red light that indicated that it was locked. Then, how did she get in here? He lifted his gaze slightly to catch a dim reflection of who was sitting directly behind him on the edge of a table. Because of the darkness in the room, he wouldn't be able to make out the fine details. They were a silhouette with their facial features well hidden from the shadows of the room. He knew that the gun had been trained on him, and he  recognized the voice that was as clear as day. He lightly tapped his fingers on the arm rests in a rhythmic pattern a few seconds after hearing her question, and when he stopped making the sound, that was when he spoke."Where should I start? The part that your agent failed to do his job? Chronos, was it? I used a lot of good resources for that operation.He caught the Guardian, but her buddies came to her rescue." he began to say, as he slowly rose up to stand in his chair."Luxe is losing patience. You don't want to see him when he loses that last thread of patience." Rourke added as he turned to face the female concealed in shadows. Despite being in the cover of darkness, it was almost like her eyes glowed in such darkness."And you...you lost that Warlock. Swanepoel. Shame. She could have been a darn good asset. One of the few that comprehends how time flows and the parallel lines as well as paradoxes. Plus, that Fiore seems to have a weak spot for her."she purposely said just to get underneath the Titan's skin. 


She worked alongside this Titan, but did Luxe know who she was? Most likely not. She seriously was beginning to test his patience now."I have a good agent. Recent recruit and shows promise. I'm sending her to another location when the snow-" he as starting to say, but the woman closed her eyes with a soft sigh."Never send a man to do a woman's job." she muttered while she hopped off the table she was sitting on and shoved the pistol into the holster."I will speak with this new recruit. Remember that ruckus we created in the Tower? With unveiling what those two Guardians truly were? Well, use this small distraction. I certainly will for my own gains." she said with her features changing to look like someone completely else as she moved into the light that was above the doorway."...There's a new player on the field. They are the bane of our existence if we do not put a stop to them." she concluded before slipping out of the door and shutting it behind herself. She walked through the corridor, appearing to be a regular guard stationed at this complex, which was definitely not the case. She walked up to the door that supposedly was the personal quarters of this new recruit he spoke so highly about. She knocked on the door , before stepping away from the door.