Destiny Roleplay ( Open and Accepting! )

[A.Kira-]

((I'm fine with whatever. Making it a trio would be interesting.))

Ileana~
"Well, I'd hate for everything to be over too quickly," Ileana shrugged in reference to the heavy weaponry. "I understand not trusting my ship, it looked much worse than it was." Then again, she kept it looking so bad to save face. She didn't tell Carmela that part yet. That might tick her off. Doing what she'd done by shutting down her clan - albeit that was going to happen in progressive stages following her "death" - and dismantling the tablet were both things that would make Carmela some form of happy. Give her hope. That thought felt wrong. Giving somebody hope. Felt very wrong. She nodded in return to Carmela's last comment. "Let's go." she headed for the door. If Carmela preferred transmat then that was fine.

Carlisle~
"You're ze one who is still here," Carlisle shrugged. "I don't have anything on ze schedule."
"No, you don't. Our previous commitments are all over with. For now. I'll inform Lady Angel that-" Justinia was cut off but the wave of her guardian's hand.
"No, no, zat is not needed. We'll just see how zis goes, yes?" he looked back to the Titan.

((Short posts... so, so sorry... writers block))

[White Eagle]

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

The Warlock was in his brand new armor with and also some new weapons that he hasn't fully gotton used to. To him it felt as if it has been a while since he has been at the Tower. But now he has to go in as a fake name because Jahoan Fiorè in records say he is dead and that's how it must remain. Now he just wants to see what has changed in the Tower with Patrons agents.
Even though he has hated how birds would be in the way of everyone he was just broughg back. Within seconds he started to see all new upgrades to the amoury and he couldn't help but hear a coversation, more like a argument, between two Guardians, one seemed to have an accent. "Pardon may I speak to the vender. Oh um je parle français." He shifted his helmet to the Guardians.

[A.Kira-]

((Tower by the gunsmith, discussing carlisle's ownership of the tree that is located there. He has a sign hanging from it with his name on it. Carlisle is fairly insane and very french.))

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| Going to be adding relations n crap to Mel's form. There's several things she hasn't told Ileana yet, BUT with that comes awesome plots and twists n crap. [: ||


Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower -> Personal Quarters

"Rila, prep the ship, have it meet us in the Plaza for transmat." She would say as she pulled the door aside, allowing Ileana to step through first before following out behind her. The door behind was then locked before she moved down the hall. There was no telling when Anwen would try and burst her little bubble again. Her jaw set angrily at the thought, she still had to deal with that woman sooner or later. A sigh left her as she stopped at the elevator, jabbing the button to the extent of almost breaking it. "Oops." She would grumble, popping the metal ring back against the wall with a careful touch, eyes darting up as the door immediately opened to allow them in. Shortly after the elevator would shift, bringing them up toward the Plaza. "Need to grab anything while we're here?" Mel would ask before the doors even opened. Better safe then sorry before letting Rila transmat them aboard. "Could check over a few bounties, but my listing is pretty full at the moment."

[A.Kira-]

((I can't wait :3 Their relationship is super excitingly rocky and I love it. I never have any actual idea where the two are going and it's just awesome. Ileana is a fan of lies in some ways, so it makes her a little odd to boot.))

Ileana~
The walk to the elevator was quiet, but she noted the shift in Carmela's attitude. Mostly due to the way she mashed the elevator button like she had some personal vendetta against it. She let it go. It didn't seem that the mood was persisting and she didn't want to start that conversation in the middle of the tower. Carmela wasn't likely to speak about it there, and if she did they would be cut off by some other nosy guardian or ghost. The doors to the elevator opened in the plaza and an angry scowl crossed the Warlock's face. She pulled on her helmet to avoid running the risk of somebody recognizing her. It wasn't likely, but since her ghost was soon to break the news to Censura that Ileana was "dead" she didn't want to take any chances for a while.

"I don't have anything I need here, no," she said through the helmet, shaking her head slightly. "I'll work off your bounties for the time being. In all honesty I won't need any glimmer for a long while." No more organization, no more outbound transactions. All the glimmer in her accounts was technically hers. There was a pro to letting her efforts go, she supposed. Con would be in a few months, if she didn't start becoming a wealthy miser, she'd have to actually work for her money. "I can always pick some up on the way."

[XxBarricadeXx]

( I really like the song you pick for Nikki and Quinn. I have some panic! at the disco on my phone. I have some Falloutboy too. I have been lately listening to Halestorm. )

Luckily, Sasha had woken up before they had been transmitted to the tower. She stooded up, and shifted sightly as her legs had fallen asleep from sitting. She hated that tingling feeling, but soon it went away. She was still alright to walk, and had no trouble of doing so. She looked over at Oliver again when they were transmitted to the tower. She then looked over at the other two guardians before she followed after them. She took her time as she followed after. Still, the hunter followed after them as her injury didn't seem to bother of her. Of course it did, but she didn't show it. She could handle the pain, She had far worse pain then this.

Blue looked at the Warlock and nodded as she smiled. She couldn't think of anything else there was to do. They had already got the Archives, and handed it over to the Vanguard. The hunter didn't feel like going back to Venus again. She didn't feel like going all there again when she was just there. She would probably stay here at the tower, and go out tomorrow again. She would probably go to the reef, or something. She probably wasn't going to go to Venus since she was already there two. Going two days in a row was a no for the hunter. She shrugged at him. " I can't think of what else to do. I don't feel like going all the way back to Venus again. " She said. She could always get something to eat. She was sightly hungry anyways,

Nikki smiled at Quinn again as her cheeks still remained sightly red. She could still feel the warmth. She looked over when she saw the waitress come back with their food. She looked down at her food as her stomach growled. It looked really good, and she couldn't wait to take a bit of it. She looked up at Quinn, and smiled again. " The food looks really good. " She said. She then picked up a fork and knife that was next to her plate. She cut a piece of the steak with the knife. She tried it, and smiled again. Man! It was really good. " The steak is very good. " She said, before she took another bite.

[~SongOfFlames~]

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When he turned around to face her, Nadia had straightened her posture with a smile forming when he made a goofy face. Well, that definitely caught her off guard.She stuck her tongue out slightly in response, but she didn't move from where she was currently standing. She looked down briefly as she felt his hand brush against hers. She weaved her fingers with his with the smile growing slightly as she did this. She blinked her eyes a few times from out of surprise when he pulled her towards her when he did grab a hold of her hand. "Eh? What are you-" she was starting to say, but she fell silent when she felt his fingers brush her cheek. She closed her eyes feeling his lips against hers for that short amount of time. When she sensed that he moved away, that was when her eyes fluttered open. Ah. There was that light-headed feeling again like if she was dancing on clouds.It was a feeling that she was not used to, but it was welcomed.She nodded her head once when she heard him say that he was ready to go. She felt her cheeks beginning to burn right as he continued with the dress that she had been wearing.Oh? He liked it? Well then, it was something that she would have to wear more often. It felt strange to wear the clothing that the civilians were used to wearing. Her 'normal' consisted of her light armor and the cloak.Anything else like a simple shirt and a pair of jeans felt unfamiliar to her. It was just one of those things that she had to get used to, much like this place that she called her home."I'll wear the dresses more often then." she said softly with a warm smile. As he started to head towards the door, she followed after him but paused when he had to slip the boots on. She waited for a moment for she didn't want to drag him along when he was still pulling the boots on. She glanced up at him as he pulled the door open for her, before she headed outside in the extravagant corridor of the building. When she heard the door click shut behind, she assumed that Plato would lock the place up. She highly doubted that anyone would be brave enough to enter or break into the home, but it was a precaution that she took. You never knew what would unfurl next in this insane world of theirs. She recalled when she took him to the uncharted lands of Old Russia. What Karenza had explained was startling to her. The mercs from their era managed to cross link the information they gathered to pinpoint the time and location that she was at. She mentioned that they have been dealt with and that she was glad she made it out of there unscathed. Still, there was a few things that didn't seem to click. She pushed away the thoughts with her hand reaching out to pull open the door that would lead out of the apartment building. There was a blur from the corner of her vision which caused for her to jump from out of being spooked.



The gentleman that was responsible for tending to the building couldn't help but smile seeing her reaction."Have a good day you two." was all that the person had said while he held the door open for them both. Nadia simply nodded her head, before she lead him from out of the building. It wasn't that much of a walk to the hangar. If a fast walker was to head from her home to the hangar, they would be able to get to the hangar in about ten to fifteen minutes. A little longer if you were the leisurely type of walker."Sorry. I wasn't paying attention. A little lost in thought." she said softly to explain the small freak-out moment when the person had held the door open for them. She was silent for a few moments while she walked alongside him.Eventually, the guilt began to eat away at her which made her stop walking just before they headed into the hallway that would lead to the main hangar."There's one more thing." she started to say while she tipped her head back  to look up at him."I'm sorry...for what I did." she started to say with a small frown."Karenza told me.I did it to protect you. I didn't want for them to get their hands on you. Those people...those soldiers..." she started to say as she blinked her eyes a few times with her gaze moving off of him. "They killed my friend. I cannot possibly imagine what they would do to you if they find out how much you mean to me. What they would do to you if they caught you." she told him lowly while she squeezed his hand. She didn't even want to think of the cruelties. They would keep him alive. They would harm him. They would try to break him. All just to get her to favor, and for her to do as they say."They have a name. The Hand of Ares." she added lowly, before she started to walk again so they could get to his ship. If he wanted to ask about that, he could do so on the ship. She didn't feel that comfortable just by speaking of that name alone. Especially out in the open like this.She slowed to a stop in front of the kiosk of Amanda Holiday, and she looked up at Feron. Should she try and speak with this woman? Or, was he going to try and talk to her about getting the ship?



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Roman simply nodded his head when she told him that she would figure out what they would be having for dinner. It would be a bit of a surprise for him. Despite her claim of nearly burning the house down earlier, he thought that she had done a good job with the omelettes for breakfast she made just the other day. He loved it, and it made it extra special because she made the omelette with him in mind. To be honest? At one point in time, he was a terrible cook. Though when he hit a certain rough patch in life, that was when he decided to rein in his life. It took time. A lot of time to learn the basics , and then once the basics have been mastered, he moved onto the more advanced subjects when it came to cooking. It was all about trial and error as well as learning from personal experience. He would have to remind himself that he would have to make something in return for Akari."If you make dinner, I can make dessert? Some crème brûlée? Or, some strawberries dipped in chocolate?" he told her with a tilt of his head with a small smile forming on his lips. He figured that he would help around in the kitchen one way or the other, whether it was to make a complementary dish for whatever she had in mind or to clean everything up and set them in the dish washer. He raised an eyebrow when she explained the meaning behind the cloaks that the Hunters always wore.There were stories that were behind each and every cloak that they had. The stories differed from one to another like a cloak that was dedicated for the scouts that ventured past the walls of the Last City to sweep over the regions that were veiled in darkness. To this day, it was the Hunters that still scouted the unknown before any other Guardian stepped foot into these places.

Each class had some part to play. The Titans were known to stand guard and to hold the fort down, and were typically the ones that were in the front lines. The Warlocks with their endless curiosity sought out knowledge, and were usually the first to discover something remarkable that could be a game changer in this neverending war against the darkness.He was about to turn to take a step towards the door, but that was when he heard her question relating to the incident. She wanted to be there when he explained to the Vanguards on what happened during that match. A soft exhalation of air left him while he weighed the options. He flicked his gaze over to her with a concerned expression. Would she sneak off in the middle of the night? Like what she had mentioned that she had done in the past without him ever knowing? He averted his gaze back over to the table where the broken helmet had once rested.Believe in him that he wanted to tell her. There was this fear that was slowly beginning to blossom at the thought of her being at the end of that gun that the Titan used.If she ended up getting hurt because of him, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself for that."I will tell you..."he started to say with his gaze softening but he was still looking right at her."Please...don't run off. Don't do what you...what you do at night." he told her with the growing worry in his voice.She was strong. He knew that. She could take care of herself, but he feared that there just might be a day that she wouldn't return from the night.That is what scared him so much.He loved her. He didn't want for anything bad to happen to her. It was why he fought so hard when she stumbled across him in the Dreadnaught. He had been a man that gave up, but when she stepped into his life, the fire to fight had blazed. He had something to fight for. He had something that he needed to protect, and he shall curse the heavens if something or someone was to take her."I don't want for you to get hurt,Akari." he said softly to her while he took a few steps towards her. He had taken her hands into his own while he drew closer to her.

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Without a moment's hesitation, Rose started to walk making sure that Wreav had done the same. Their paces had to be just right, or else one was going to be ahead of the other. That would end in disaster. She didn't say a single word nor sound while she trudged towards the sliding doors of the hospital. As they were in close proximity, the doors slid open to permit them inside the lobby. Her dark gray eyes flicked over a gurney that was off to the side. "That way." she murmured as she briefly looked back over to the other injured Nightstalker to see how she was holding out. The Thrall got her pretty good. She was surprised that she didn't end up falling unconscious like short cake over here. She headed over to the gurney, and eased the Warlock onto the bed to make sure that he wouldn't end up rolling off. A nurse with the clipboard started to walk into the lobby to call whomever was next in queue , but froze up when she saw her and the unconscious Guardian that was on the gurney. The face of the woman paled a few shades with her grip loosening around the clipboard. Rose slightly raised an eyebrow with the nurse darting back to where she had  came from. It wasn't just the Guardians that knew of the twisted tale of Dredgen. It was a good story to tell misbehaving children. The equivalent of the boogieman or whatever ridiculous stories were out there. An impatient breath of air left her, before she flicked her gaze over to Sasha. She was here. She could ensure that Oliver was taken care of whenever the nurse returned after she darted off. "Later." she simply told the Titan and the Nightstalker, before she began to stride out of the hospital. She needed to go speak to the Vanguard about the details of the mission. Whether any of them followed after her, she did not care. This was brief. It couldn't take more than ten minutes to give a report.



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Sable blinked her eyes a few times when she heard him laugh. She slightly shook her head with a faint trace of a smile while she shifted some of her weight onto the right foot. She instinctively took half a step back right as his hand lifted up to rest at his head.It was an automatic response to almost any sudden motion. After the time that she has spent outside of the Tower, she didn't even think to take a step back or to make some other cautionary measure. It was just done at an instant without her mind processing the action. There was a point in time that she grew distrustful of the Tower. The time that she has spent out there in the untamed lands that were claimed by wars long forgotten, she learned a little more about the place. More than she possibly could have imagined.While it was frightening to think that the Tower and those that represented the Light may not be as gracious and divine that the stories claimed to be, they were there for the people that have lost all hope when their homes have been obliterated and swept over by the forces of the darkness. For that, she would give them some credit. Hence, why there was some loyalty to it. Plus, she didn't have the heart to abandon the allies that she has made here in the Tower.That was the other factor that played a role into all of this.The line that she walked along was still present. Her true loyalty was bound to the Reef. If the Reef and the Vanguard called upon her for her services, it would be the Reef that she would turn to first before she would lend her hand to the Vanguard. The thoughts drifted away when he asked for a glass of water, and something to ease the headache that he was currently experiencing. "What? I talk too much for a Warlock?" she murmured with a slight raise of an eyebrow. She shrugged her shoulders while she started to walk over to the door to fetch a nurse. She paused about halfway to the door while she casted a glance over her shoulder."What's the magic word?" she asked him with her hand landing on the knob of the door.

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| There, relations all set up for Mel. Seriously gotta do the same for the rest of my chars. Been slackin. ||

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

"I think I'd like that." He would respond in regards to her breaking out the dresses more. He would follow along with her as they made their way toward the front of the building, his mind lost in thought as he tried to pull together a plan to get onto his ship without Holiday asking him a million different questions. As he felt Nadia's hand jerk within his, his gaze snapped up, immediately alert for whatever spooked her. Probably looking a lot like a cocky human trying to prove himself to his Guardian girlfriend the way he instantly inflated like a puffer-fish and stood awkwardly in civilian attire. A puff of air left him the second he realized it was only the door man, and he quickly flashed the man an apologetic smile as he followed Nadia out of the building.

"Eh, no worries. I was lost in my thoughts as well. Nearly tackled the guy. Kinda feel bad." He laughed lightly, turning his gaze to her before back forward as they walked along the pathways. His mind began to churn at the thoughts again for only a brief moment, his feet stopping him as he realized Nadia had stopped. His brows lifted, free hand shoving into his pocket as the wind easily billowed through his civilian clothing, chilling him a bit. "Hey, no its alright. I understand that now. Still wish I could have stuck around to fight, but its no issue, really. I was mostly worried about you, but now that you're here and you're okay.. its in the past now." He nodded, brows furrowing for a moment before he offered a grin, returning her hand squeeze with one of his own. "Hey, they can't catch what they can't see, let alone find. I could slip away from them even if they did. Nightstalkers are great for such tasks. Much like assassins, a shadow. Never know they're there until its too late, or if they want you to know." He tried to assure her, his mind working over the name that came next as they began to walk once more. He seemed to read her hesitance with it, and would ask more about it at a later time, seeing as Holiday was now staring expectantly at them.

"Heeey I remember you! Feron was it?" Her tone was chipper as usual as she leaned forward to inspect the civilian gear he wore. "What you retire already or somethin'? Where's your gear? ALSO Who's your pretty friend?"

"Hey Holiday," He chuckled lightly, free hand running the back of his neck as he shook his head. "Yeah about that. It's on my ship, that's currently sitting in the Hanger over there. Oh, this is Nadia, my girlfriend." He paused, turning his gaze down to smile at Nadia for a moment before shifting his attention back to Holiday. "I was wondering if you'd allow us to board through the hanger floor..."

"Well, where's your Ghost then? You know I cant let a civilian out on the hanger floor, even if you aren't technically a civilian. You don't have the protective gear on." Her arms folded over her chest, already eager to pepper him with more questions. "She can go, if she wants, but not you. No gear, no access."

"Yeah.. about that too. Pax is on the ship, wont respond to me, I'm honestly surprised he even brought the ship to the top of the hanger. Pretty sure he's upset with me or something." He paused, jaw flexing momentarily. "Holiday, please I just nee-"

His words were cut short as the weight of his armor started over his form. He blinked for a few moments as the pieces fell into place, the cape being slung over the top of his head to drape in his vision in a hilarious gesture from Pax. There was a muffled response from the Hunter as he lifted his hand to pull the cloak back to its original placement, a narrowed gaze being sent toward the ship. "Yeah, he's not happy. Can we have access now?"

"I'd say." Holiday would remark in response to the Ghost likely not being too happy. "Sure thing, entrance is through the hunter hangout, first door on the right. Do not touch my tools, Feron. The last time I had a hunter down there, a few specialized tools went missing, and I nearly had to wring a few necks to get them back." She narrowed her gaze at the pair before grinning and waving them off.

"That.. went well." Feron would sigh, turning to begin heading toward the Hunter hangout, his torn cape brushing the back of his heels. At least he had the comfort of his armor now, didn't feel so out of place like he did before, walking the tower with civilian gear. He shook the thought away, already pushing down the stairs and toward the door Holiday had mentioned. There was a brief pause as he waited for the door to open, but within moments they were granted out onto the floor to where his ship lay in wait. Lovely, all that time to think and he still had no idea how to make it up to the ghost.



Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower -> Personal Quarters

There was a glance passed to Ileana as she placed her helmet on, but she didn't mention it, likely figuring she was keeping herself away from prying eyes. She would have done the same, if she had her helmet handy, which unfortunately it was not. "Alright, that's fine." She nodded, pushing forward into the Plaza to where her ship sat in waiting. "There's the ship, lets get this show on the road." She would say, a small grin on her lips to push away the uncomfortable thoughts of Anwen. Upon reaching the railing, Rila would pull both Guardians on board, seating them both at the front of the ship before turning it toward Orbit.

"Any specified location, Mel?" The AI would chirp softly.

"Nope, normal transmat zone should be fine. We'll work from there." Mel would respond, watching as the AI turned to set the coordinates. It was at this time the helmet appeared in Mel's lap, and with a small sigh she would lift it to her head and let it attach to the rest of her armor.



Wreav | Awoken Male | Striker Titan | Tagged: Rose, Oliver, Sasha/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower

As Rose directed his gaze to the gurney, he quickly changed his direction so that they could deposit the wounded Warlock for the medical staff to deal with. There was nothing he, nor any of the other Guardians in the room could do. Now that the Warlock was in the hospital, he would be safe. That was enough for Wreav to leave him there. Blue gaze shifted to Yor as she spoke a departing word, his shoulders tensing for a moment. How would it look to the Vanguard if he didn't arrive with her, they'd asked him to keep an eye on her during the mission, and he was not dismissed until they said the word. His bit his tongue, casting Sasha a glance before slowly moving after the Hunter and toward the Vanguard.



Mehki | Human Male | Sunsinger Warlock | Tagged: Blue/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower

"Very well, if at any time you find something I can assist with, here is the frequency for my Ghost." His hand tapped over a screen like device that hovered over his armor, and with a flick of his wrist he sent it to her. "Simply state who you are, and where you are. I will arrive on scene at my earliest convenience." He dipped his head once, offering a smile before turning away from the Hunter. Feet carried him to the edge of the Plaza, eyes trailing to the Traveler for only a second before he shifted gears. "Khepri, bring the ship to the hanger, and arrange transport to the city. I will await you at the Plaza."

[A.Kira-]

((SO... Charlotte is gonna mess Ileana up. This is fantastic. XD))

Ileana~
She fell into the co-pilots seat, resting her helmeted head against the seat. The last time she'd been to Venus had been fairly interesting. Well, she believed it was the last time she was there. That was where she and Mel had gone after Akari and Roman and things had gotten heated. She had yet to encounter Akari in her new life without the situation getting heated. She would put that type of interaction off for as long as possible. It wouldn't bode well for those changes Carmela was expecting. "What's your first bounty? Fallen of Vex?" Fallen were simple. Previously the hardest challenge guardians faced they had begun to seem like nothing more than targets in a range. Vex could get a little more fun because of their short-distance teleportation and the heaps of them that could drop on your head without a moments notice. No skiffs or ships to warn you of incoming troops. Just a flash of light, sometimes a little smoke and then the fun would begin.

"There are almost always Fallen near the ember caves and outside the old college. Everywhere else is a vex infested mess. With Oryx out the picture Taken most likely won't be around. Perhaps they'll operate much like a vex. Take off the machines head and the rest of the operation goes haywire, attacking everything in sight. We may have to deal with the Taken yet." She was unaware of the Taken guardians that had been in the tower as of late or any research done by the Warlock order recently. "I may have to speak to Ikora soon about what her Hidden know about the situation."

Akari~
Oh, no, he didn't have to make anything. It could be his treat. He had to deal with so much from her. She pursed her lips, giving him a frustrated look. She hadn't ever given him anything that she remembered other than those omelettes that she considered a burned up failure. She thought he only said he liked them because of his gentleman type nature. She was about to explain to him that he needn't make anything when he started talking. Oh, he'd tell her? She tried to hide the smile that crept across her face. It came from somewhere that was satisfied he trusted her but was darkened by what she knew she would do if she found out what had happened. Until his next words. They drove a knife through her heart. Yeah, she deserved that.

She drew the metal hand away from him quickly, still not comfortable with the idea of the thing herself. She made a fist with it instead and pushed it into the pocket on her hoodie instead. She almost said that there was nothing more that could be taken from her, that Ileana had done her worst already. That everything she was was left behind somewhere else, who she was had died. But that wasn't true and would be cruel to him. After everything she lost she had managed to return to him. After everything she had done and in every way she had changed he still loved her. That meant something. Really it meant everything. Her mind fell back to the time that he had uttered the words that he needed her. She wasn't particularly excited that he had requested she not do what she fully intended to do. His words were the only ones she'd follow. "If that's what you want then that's what you'll get. Now, I better not catch you going after this guy without me. If I can't, you can't. Got it?"

Carlisle~ ((Anything from his last post is in italics, and the rest in regular formatting is added in response to Eagle.))

"You're ze one who is still here," Carlisle shrugged. "I don't have anything on ze schedule."
"No, you don't. Our previous commitments are all over with. For now. I'll inform Lady Angel that-" Justinia was cut off but the wave of her guardian's hand.
"No, no, zat is not needed. We'll just see how zis goes, yes?" he looked back to the Titan.
He paused when another guardian approached, backing up slightly with an apologetic nod. When his ears caught french he gave the man a sharp look. He hadn't encountered another french speaker in quite a long time. He was sure his native tongue was rusty. Anytime you abandoned any language for too long it became messy. "Tu parle français. Fantastique! Oh, it has been so long since I encountered anozer french speaker! Votre nam? Quel est votre nam? Je suis Carlisle, Carlisle Antoinette. Elle est aten! Votre nam?!" He was almost giddy and bounced up and down a bit.

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| Coming up with an idea to toss her into the mess eventually to have it brought up between the two, or something equally interesting. Eager to see how it's all going to pan out. xD Was kinda a last second decision. -shrug- ||

Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Venus -> Patrol

She tapped at the side of her visor, bringing up the list of bounties on her HUD. "Lets see, I have a bit of both. Some salvage missions for the Fallen, huh, this one wants us to take out Vex majors." Her shoulders rolled slightly as she scanned through the list. "Some clean up missions here and there, no specified enemy. Looks like most of them we can double up, knock out quickly." She shifted her visor to Ileana now. "Can start up with a warm up on the Fallen. Then move to bigger and better things with the Vex. Hell, if there are Taken roaming, more things to shoot." She chuckled, tapping the side of the visor again to clear her HUD. Around this time the murky atmosphere of Venus was coming into range, and soon their boots would be on the ground. "Preferably not when Zavala is around. Man that guy gets on my nerves." That prompted a glance from Rila, and Mel shrugged. "What, he's always got a stick up his bum about everything now a days." She would defend herself, turning her visor away.

"Ready up, Transmat initiating in.. 3, 2, 1.." The AI would start the count down, pulling the ship to a slow crawl as it neared the drop zone.

Boots hit the ground after Rila finished the countdown, and Mel instinctively pulled Suros to her shoulder as she peered around. Of course this zone would be silent, so many Guardians coming and going that the Vex and Fallen never had the chance to really get a good foothold. Still didn't mean much, wouldn't be good to get caught off guard. "You want to walk, or use sparrows? I'm thinking Ember caves would be a great place to start. From there we can move out into The Citadel and rile up the Vex."