#ohrfallen

A lone Hunter shuffled along through the buried city, wind whipping at her cloak. Whirlwinds of dust and sand skimmed over ruined vehicles and panels torn from the buildings above long ago as though there was nothing at all in their paths; watching this, Allyssa decided she can relate. Or, she wanted to. Her Ghost almost got lost in one such whirlwind and proceeded to grumble about it.

“Why are we even here, again?”

“Don’t know,” Allyssa shrugs, “but dude, my armor sucks.” She grabs one foot with both hands and hops around on the other for emphasis, grimacing at her ghost despite her helmet concealing her features. 

“’Don’t know?’ You don’t even know why we’re here? We don’t have a directive? Oh, Light. Did you even think to ask?”

Over the sound of gunfire, she shouts to her injured ally in hopes of rousing them, readying herself to jump at them and drag them away should the situation call for it. She’d really rather not, though, and cringes at the sight of Hive rushing towards them.

Izmir by Casey LaLonde

“And you know that somethin’ in your brain ain’t right”

"Everyone pipe down!" someone shouted. "Hold the line!"

The shouting from a couple of other Guardians died down. Laine grimaced and reloaded her auto rifle, ignoring the bleeding on her arm.  She had no idea why the Hive had decided to attack this particular outpost, in the Sea of Rains on the Moon.  All she knew is that she had to protect it at all costs.  There were civilian scientists inside, and she'd be damned if she let the wretched Hive get them.