Destiny rp
It was cold morning in the forested frontier outside of the city. A cloaked and hooded figure entered an old but still functioning bar. He sat down at an empty table.
Bastille needed a good rest. Damn, he was tired. His latest patrol wasnāt really a breeze. He stepped into the bar and was surprised to see that it was already full. There was a table occupied by a lone guardian. It couldnāt hurt to join the fella.
āSeat taken?ā he asked.
āNo, feel free.ā The Hunter said in robotic yet old tone. āSo what brings you here stranger? I donāt think Iāve seen you before.ā He said in the same voice. āThen again my memory is waningā The Hunter muttered.
The exo titan sat down and twiddled his thumbs. He ordered a drink from a passing waiter.
āBastille-7, sir. Or just Bastille. The Tower is a big place, and everyday we gain new guardians to join our cause. Iām not surprised you donāt know me. I lead a fireteam. Thereās not much to say.ā
He paused.
āBut whoā¦are you?ā
āNameās Shin 02, Iām a rogue hunter so I mainly just wander. Not much to say as well really.ā Shin said. āAnd before you ask yes I was a guardian I just had a disagreement with the vanguard.ā He said to Bastille solemnly.
"Huh." Bastille scratched his metal head. That was more a habit than a need, though.
"So you're the hunter Cayde has warned us about before. Zavala thinks you're a menace. Got to wonder what you did to be on their bad side?"











