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HAND   CANNONS   :

‘ you know your purpose. ’

‘ sit down. we need to talk. ’

‘ if you think this world ends well, you are mistaken. ’

‘ do you ever wonder who you were, before? ’

‘ make your enemy’s strength your own. ’

‘ when the dreams begin, it’s already too late. ’

‘ don’t let them change you. ’

AUTO   RIFLES   :

‘ what is the shape of reality? ’

‘ your name will ring out, your deeds will resound forever. ’

‘ your inciting incident is their tragic ending. ’

‘ watch as i destroy you. ’

‘ do we need another reminder? this world is but a grave. ’

‘ you can’t outrun the dead. ’

‘ in dark water, my fangs are bared. ’

PULSE   RIFLES   :

‘ fury is an energy, too. ’

‘ the night sky closes in. we should not be here when the final star fades. ’ 

‘ the survivors of that day chose not to remember. ’

‘ no need to dig too deep. our slumber will not be disturbed. ’

‘ defeat is inevitable … for someone. make sure it isn’t you. ’

‘ persevere, or die in darkness. the choice is yours. ’

SCOUT   RIFLES   :

‘ stone walls. dark storms. ill omens. stay awake. ’

‘ you have not yet found your purpose. but it has found you. ’

‘ i attack from the shadows. i never miss. ’

‘ escort your foes to their defeat. ’

‘ we are listening and watching. ’

‘ open and hostile and ready. ’

SUBMACHINE   GUNS   :

‘ hesitation kills. ’

‘ they will tell you that you can’t. don’t listen to them. ’

‘ i will bring you pain. ’

‘ hard to make it out, just a blur of bullets and fists. ’

‘ they will look to you to save them. ’

‘ you will not see me coming. ’

SIDEARMS   :

‘ before you? i remember searching. what do you remember before me? ’

‘ remember what you fight for. ’

‘ time is running short. ’

‘ save it for me. ’

‘ i seek my prey in the shadows. ’

FUSION   RIFLES   :

‘ your first enemy is the darkness in your own heart. ’

‘ the sun shines on both joy and grief. ’

‘ do not enter my realm and expect to leave unscathed. ’

‘ listen, and you will hear it. ’

‘ do not fear. be what others fear. ’

‘ night comes for us. we are not ready. ’

SNIPER   RIFLES   :

‘ old kings. sharp swords. epic songs. take the throne. ’

‘ they say you can’t reason with these enemies. i dunno – my gun and i seem to manage just fine. ’

‘ nobody talks about the day the Shepherd’s staff became the Shepherd’s rifle. ’

‘ i will outlive you. ’

‘ fix your eye upon the rising sun. ’

SHOTGUNS   :

‘ be a pain in their side. ’

‘ everything dies. this is proof. ’

‘ i don’t know how it works. you just keep taking damage and keep firing. ’

‘ it’s a gun. kill bad guys with it. ’

‘ believe in war, and nothing else. ’

GRENADE   LAUNCHER   :

‘ will the long night ever end? ’

‘ let slip the dogs of war. ’

‘ show no mercy. ’

‘ some things should stay buried. ’

‘ do not wait for the sun to rise. ’

ROCKET   LAUNCHER   :

‘ drink deep from the cup of destruction. ’

‘ you stand at the head of the army. ’

‘ cause a stir. ’

‘ your domain is the battlefield. its ways are your ways. ’

SWORDS   :

‘ let them sleep. for a long, long time. ’

‘ our enemies think themselves gods and kings. show them the error of their ways. ’

‘ everything has a cost. ’

‘ at the edge of the universe, i stared into the infinite deep. it stared back, and was pleased. ’

“Sure, no problem. You deserve it anyway.’’ Alexia didn’t care if it was a joke or not. She respects the likes of strangers and doesn’t judge so easily.

She went to an open area to build the fire. The robot sat down on the ground and took a knife to clean the rabbits’ skin. Concentrated on her task and without really looking at Serinaty, she trying to talk to her again.

’‘So, do you like some kind of dessert? I picked some fruits so I can try to do something. Liam likes to eat some sweets after each meal. I like it too… but I am not that fan.’‘

Off to settle somewhere at a short distance to Alexia yet close enough the kitsune would take the animals head the minute it was passed to her. The act of chewing on the ears like a toy to distract herself, and the hunger were enough for this one.

It was a bit before she’s calm enough to answer, but her teeth stop mangling the thing. “All desserts are the same to me and I love them all. Though I do enjoy cakes and tarts a lot. Whatever you make I’m sure I’ll like.”

''I don't have the necessary utensils here with me to make cakes. But I can make a fruit cream if that's enough for you.'' A little pink drone posed on Alexia's head using a somewhat mocking voice.

Alexia narrows her eyes to the other. That answer hasn’t changed her mind at all. The robot approached Turian, sat next to him with a medical kit and an omnin gel in her hands.

“Yes, this is necessary. Shepard gave the mission to take care of the grumpy turian. And I’ll not disappoint my commander. Complain to her later. ”

That said, she started changing Garrus’ bandages. She started softly humming a tune while doing. Ever since she was welcomed by Shepard and her team. She has been dedicated to helping every member of that small crew. It was the least something after they helped her when she was lost in space alone. It was sad not to be with her brother. Even so, she found a new family to protect.

Garrus was rather lax in comparison to some of the other crew. He steeled himself where necessary, and bit back harder than a cornered Varren when he was threatened. He’s very nearly bitten the head off of one of the Cerberus Crew that had the gall to  speak ill of him and Shepard’s choice to bring him on. To be fair, he almost literally bit off their hand when they had shoved a disgusting finger into his face.

But in light of it all? Humor was a coping mechanism, and one he’d fall back onto, regardless of who you were. He preferred to be relaxed when he did use it, it made jokes and cynical sarcasm come to his tongue that much easier, and it flowed without an uncomfortable forced nature.

He snorted, eyes glittering with his mischief. Hook, line, and sinker. Now, they could begin to open up, hopefully even become friends, as much as Archangel hissed and clawed at the back of his mind to avoid it. Garrus Vakarian knew that despite his own trust issues, it was better to have friends and places to turn to, than none at all. 

‘’Anyway, sorry should I have added that too?  I'm still not used to the pompous military history of the Turians. And don't worry, I won't ask about it. It must be very instructive and quite boring, I presume.'' She chuckles a little. Hoping it hadn't offended him in any way.

She had read a little about the species of life in that universe. But she was a hunter, not a scholar and not a scientist at all. Just read a summary, enough to differentiate between them. Alexia preferred to focus more on how their biological systems worked. To use for her own benefit when needed.

Evfra’s brows lifted at being addressed. Shortly after, he looked up and furrowed one. Most people knew not to bother him, but then this was someone new, someone who clearly had yet to learn the unspoken rules.

He ignored the compliment, instead straightening his back and folding his arms over his chest as he regarded this guest.

It was recently that Nexus had transferred her to Aya to help the resistance. Few knew that she had a robotic body. Even though it was a human once, many would think that it was A.I. To avoid unreasonable confrontations and preserve her own life, of course. She always kept the armor with her and never removed it.

“No idea but they’ve started appearing left and right killing guardians too. Zavala says they might rogue but their powers….it’s different.” Ace responded while Weiss shows footage of one fighting a hunter as it pulls out a giant lance to impale him with it. The lance soon begins to melt into the hunter who screams in terror before kneeling on the ground then rising up covered in black smoke.

“Alright but don’t say I warned you. One of them is having an assembly meeting with an unknown benefactor.” Ace said motioning at the location just nearby. He walks over there just a few seconds summoning his Stillpiercer sniper rifle then aiming down at ship that’s dropping. The hunter activates his rifle’s microphone letting it transmit to Alexa as the backdoor of the ship opens revealing a cloaked person guarded by a hunter and titan obviously colored in white armor with an X on the chest.

“Something is up with those guardians….they don’t seem….normal.” Weiss said on the speakers of the two guardians. Another ship lands revealing a tall Fallen and judging by the slender look on her, it’s a female who Ace knows. He zooms a little closer as she walks towards them activating the mic. 

“That’s Eramis, the ship stealer.” Ace muttered while the tall Fallen towers over the one with the cloak. The figure pulls down his hood revealing his face to be a man with an eyepatch and pony tail. 

“Did you get the reinforcements I ordered?” Eramis asked the man. 

“I got them. Bring’em out.” He ordered as more appear but this time more guardians like the others with warlocks draped in the same white shader they have but with an X on her helmets.  

“Good, those without hearts are perfect to sow Darkness in this world. Thank you Xigbar.” The Fallen commented looking at the guardians with Ace’s blood boiling transmitting it to Zavala who sees the situation in his office.

Before any response came from the other guardian, the female exo ghost spoke. ''The probabilities of being she is impossible! She died many years ago. It may just be something or someone with the same appearance! ''

Alexia opened her eyes slowly. And as soon as she regained consciousness, immense pain invaded her body. Even though she had a robotic body, yes she still felt sensations. Blame the damn creator of her body who insisted on using sensors to make her feel more human. This might be a good thing, but in the end, it seemed a little inconvenient in the current state. She was unable to move her body, something must have damaged the mechanical structure in the fall. Just her head it seems the only thing she still had control over.

She looked around to see where she was. Sand, sea. Okay, she was on the beach. Her little drone was a little close. Off. Great, the only way to fix her body was unconscious. The space ship stranded on the beach also appeared to be in the worst possible condition. It would take a long time to fix. If she could really fix it. Wonderful. Even her ticket home seemed threatened. Go back to her world, friends, and her brother.

An urge to cry involved her, but that she couldn’t do anymore. So the only thing she was allowed to do was scream. Ask for help. From anyone. She couldn’t die there. Not so easy.

The beach was cold and quiet at night, nothing but the rhythmic rushing in and out of the waves and the sound of Ronin’s own footsteps through the sand. Then a scream suddenly pierced the air and he instinctively whirled towards the sound.

HELP! HELP! PLEASE!

Ronin ran towards the voice without considering the danger, but what he found made him pause. Someone seemed to have washed up on the beach. The woman’s body was robotic and horribly damaged, pieces broken or twisted at painful looking angles, and there was another small robot, a drone, washed up beside her. Ronin took a breath to pull himself back together and quickly knelt beside her.

''Please... help me... I... my ship crashed... my body is badly damaged... I can't move... please get me out of here please... and my little friend there too... '' She moved her head to the small pink robot beside her.