Repairing the damage

[gyryph71]

You have been contacted, via your ghost, that a guardian has gone rouge on mercury. As you are already in orbit, your vanguard has chosen you to deal with the threat. You have been told not to kill him, as he will not be a problem for very long.

[Little Light]

stars...

In the ship orbiting the planet, the Ghost looked at its Guardian, gauging his reaction to the call. Zentri only furrowed his brow as he did when he was thinking. "It's strange that there's a rouge Guardian." The Ghost, Spark, mused. He was hoping to get the young Awoken to say something. "And it's strange that they chose us to go in after him. Isn't it rare for a Guardian to do this? And besides that, why did they tell us not to kill him?" As they went in for landing, the Ghost replied, "We'll just have to see."

They landed on Mercury. It was a strange planet to Zentri; he was a young man and an even younger Guardian. He wasn't really sure why Spark had chosen him, since he was alive when they met."So, where's our rogue?" Zentri asked. He raised his auto rifle and scanned the landscape. Spark poofed away and showed Zentri the coordinates. He sighed and tried summoning his Sparrow. "Oh, your Sparrow won't work here. Best we go on foot."

'We?' Zentri thought to himself. He started following the coordinates on foot, much to his annoyance. It didn't take too long to reach their destination. When they were about twenty yards away, Spark gave a late warning. "By the way, this planet is crawling with Vex." "Great." Zentri growled. He lowered his weapon but kept it handy just in case. Working up the nerve to go into battle, he approached the Guardian, ever so cautious. He wasn't quite sure what to do.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

The guardian was tinkering with a blaster from a hydra, its sparking wreck twitching nearby. He was assembling something, and it looked fairly dangerous. Intact, he himself looked odd. He was mumbling to himself, partially in incoherent vex coding's. "This has to work... Its good going to work, right? Right?!" He turned around to face the guardian approaching him "have you come to see the forthcoming? Witness it with me..." His ghost's scarred core turned unnaturally in his empty socket, scanning him and murmuring in a machine speak only the odd guardian and and the newcomer's ghost could understand. "Oh... You wish to... Halt our progress..." He smiled a bit, reaching for the hand canon behind him...

[Little Light]

stars...

"An Exo. That explains a lot."
Spark said. It was obvious for even the most inexperienced Guardian that there was something awfully wrong with him. He was muttering to himself and tinkering. The tinkering was what bothered Zentri - he himself muttered to Spark when he thought no one else was around. Inevitably, as they approached, the Exo noticed him and spoke. The problem was Zen had no idea what he was talking about.

Halt his progress? Yes, you could say that. "The Vanguard sent me. They're concerned for your well-being." Zentri said in a cautious tone. His light blue eyes caught the Exo's movement, presumably for a weapon. Well, he couldn't kill him, but they didn't say anything about damaging him. He held out his hand and let the blast of a grenade escape. The bright light did well to confuse their enemies and he hoped it would do the same to this... thing. "I don't want to hurt you." Zentri called over it. His gun was ready, but he didn't raise it. Not yet.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

He stumbled back, blinded. He dropped the item he was tinkering with, and searched desperately for it on the ground, grasping at bits of metal and dust. "no, the device... i must find it..." he abandons the motion to his weapon and searches the ground frantically. When he finds the device, he checks it to make sure it hadn't been damaged. He then rests it on the ground and stands up. "Why... do you wish to stay like this?" he pulled the hand canon from behind his back, pointing it at the interfering guardian. "Don't make me harm you..."

[Little Light]

stars...

Thankfully his plan had worked and he watched cautiously as the Exo stumbled. "Look, I don't want any trouble. I really just want to get home." He said in as polite a tone as he could manage. Before he knew it, he was staring down the barrel of another Guardian's weapon. He held out his hands, showing that he meant no harm, but he was still holding tight to his rifle.

"Why don't you try actually being nice for once?" Spark said in his head. Fighting the urge to roll his eyes, Zentri mustered the will to speak gently to the Exo. "My name is Zentri. I'm a Guardian, a Sunsinger Warlock. You're a Warlock, too, right?"

"Was that so hard?"
'Shut up, Spark.' Zentri thought.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

"A-ahh... A fellow scholar... Surely you meant no harm after all... Would you like to help me..." He seemed to freeze in mid-sentace, staring blankly past him at nothing. His gun sagged. When he snapped back to life, he looked down at what he had built and sighed "oh god... Did I bring another one over?" He drops the machine, shooting at it several times.

[Little Light]

stars...

It was a relief to see the Exo seem to relax for a moment. But he was in the middle of a word when he stopped talking altogether. Zentri froze, too, unsure of what was happening. Was he malfunctioning? Were they in danger again? And just like that, he was functioning again. Zentri jumped back when the shots were fired. "You brought... Another one?" He asked, confused and almost frustrated. Spark finally deemed it safe to appear, and hovered near Zentri's shoulder, obviously examining the strange Guardian.

"Are you alright?" asked the Ghost. It was more out of curiosity than concern; Spark hardly ever worried for anyone's safety except his own, and in turn, his Guardian's. Both waited for the Exo's response with a mix of curiosity and impatience.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

He sighed with relief. He put away the hand canon. If this guardian didn't know what he was talking about, then he hadn't summoned another one of those... Ruthless creatures. "Oh, thank the light... Another gate lord... That's what this device is... A temporal portal projector..." He looked at the ghost, in its fancy blue shell. His had been blue, once... Before it was... He didn't like to think about it...

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you... I am Gyryph Seventy... One? One... Yes... I'm sorry to have wasted your time..." He dusted himself off, his vex armor shining in the overbearing sunlight. It all blinked and flashed, not some long-dead salvage, but an undead remnant of the fearsome creatures it came from.

[Little Light]

stars...

He was still too tense, but at least he hadn't raised his weapon. And he did feel better when the Exo lowered his weapon. "A-A gate lord...?" Zentri stammered. Spark felt the outlandish eyes on him and drifted behind his Guardian's head to hover above his other shoulder.

"What were you doing with a temporal portal projector?" Spark asked. The light shined in Zentri's eyes, reflecting off Gryph's armor. There was something eerily familiar about that armor... Zentri shook the thought away and took a breath. "Zentri Mezlu, from the Reef. This is my Ghost, Spark. I introduced myself before, but... no harm in reiterating."

"Zentri is still a bit new to this Guardian thing. I didn't have to resurrect him, you see." Zentri rolled his eyes. Spark was always telling people more than they needed to know. Then again, Zentri never told anyone anything. It seemed they worked well together.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

He wasn't very proud of his outburst. "Well... I wasn't really myself... A bit too crazy" he smiled when zentri introduced himself, glad he was trusted. "Its nice meeting you, Zentri... I am terribly sorry, but I don't quite remember that from earlier."

His eyes, whatever they were now, opened wide at this. "So, you haven't died yet? Well, a word of advice, hold in there. You don't really mind around the sixtieth time, you get used too it... It's never fun though..." He trailed off a bit, his ghost still tracking them from its place on his face.

[Little Light]

stars...

"Well... no harm in reiterating." he repeated.He wished he didn't have to talk about himself. Remembering the Reef still upset him. He wasn't Earth-born and he didn't really like the planet to begin with. To many wild Fallen trying to kill him. And the Hive...

"No, I've never died. But I've come close more than a few times." He'd heard it all before from the 'veteran' Guardians that thought they all knew so much better than he did, just because they were his elders by a few centuries or so. Now that they were on the subject, he internally cursed his luck. Taken from his home, stuck with a Ghost in his head. - he glanced at Gryph and struck that one off the list, he wasn't that unlucky.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

"Well, watch out... The first time really gets you... By don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine, as long as I don't pull any more gate lords over..." He looked down at the sparking heep of vex workings. That was close. He couldn't afford to bring any more gatelords to the system. And then he looked up, not at Zentri, but at the horde of mechanical horrors approaching behind him. He cursed himself, as it was his antics that brought them here, eager to see their prophet. In an instant he was gone, and back again, the vex reduced to a twitching, sputtering pile. He looked around, checking for more.

[Little Light]

stars...

Zentri didn't respond to the warning. He'd heard so many just like it before. He was more interested in why Gryph had brought such a foul creature over. He opened his mouth to ask a question but was interrupted by the mass of mechanical monsters that had appeared behind him. Spark instinctively disappeared into his head and Zentri was glad for that. If he were to die, at least Spark would be there to bring him back. He wasn't ready for eternal rest just yet.

As he turned to fend off the Vex, he paused and blinked at what he was seeing. Of course, when he blinked, he missed it. Gryph had taken them all out. Just like that. Zentri feared for his life that much more. 'He certainly shares your flair for the dramatic.' Spark commented from his safe place. "Right then. Let's get out of here." Zentri said, seemingly to Gryph. He was really just talking out loud to try and calm himself.

...are full of longing.

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by d3571ny of adoxographyv2

[gyryph71]

He looked around, checking for more. When there didn't seem to be anything else, he nodded in agreement "yes, I suppose we can..." He was interrupted by the rather disturbing garbled machine speak of his ghost, and he looked up at the sky "damn, I don't think I can do that. The hive aren't really my thing..." He argued with the vanguard over comms "are you calling mea coward? I have..." He looked at zentri "actually, I'll be there." The noises stopped "good news, I've got a mission for you. How would you like to jump into an endless abyss?" He smiled with an air of insanity, looking up at the moon.