#westwar

tbh i could imagine faora meeting walt during a skirmish match where they were put against eachother.

faora probably felt bad that her team went ham on them so she decided to be a crucible consultant/tutor for him.

   The Warmind often forgot that the Exo frame was capable of blinking. In fact, unless he acknowledged the growing discomfort of those speaking to him while keeping eye contact, and cared about said comfort, or if brought to a fuller state of consciousness within the small platform for a particular reason did he find himself blinking at all.

   Thus said, the comment made by the Guardian made him blink. The only sign he still occupied the frame in the last handful of minutes. His silence was a common place, but it was with small steps did he find himself speaking in response to other things beyond what he bothered talking for.

there he is again. this is not the first time they have crossed paths with the titan but this would be the first time they address him outside of battle. he is not a strange sight but rather, a consistent and strange presence.

Diah was one who usually stuck to earth, maybe the moon for a day trip. But it wasn’t often the titan went as far as Mars – and it only took her a few long minutes to remember why that was. The sand was everywhere, swirling and red and annoying. With any old roads and paths long gone, every single turn looked the same, and she had indeed gotten herself lost.

And, now, she found herself face-to-face with a larger titan, hands on her hips. Defiance and stubbornness made her want to refuse his offer. But she managed to push that impulse down, her eyes shifting behind her helmet to the side. “Actually.”She breathes, rolling her shoulders in a it’s-no-big-deal sort of way. “If you’re offering, I’m trying to find the best way to the city, towards Clovis Bray.”