Icarus Bloodstone makes his way to the decimated docking bay for his ship. It's already landed ants Proxy stands outside in wait. "Wonderful weather here on Mars, wouldn't you say?" Proxy is as cheerful as ever. The temperature is well below freezing and the clouds still look angry. It's the middle of the night, but it looks darker than normal. "Proxy, did you see anything that happened during that fight?" Icarus boards the ship and Proxy follows in. "Of course I did!" He says cheerfully as he immediately rewinds through days of footage. "Woah woah, slow down. You were in the room with us?" He doesn't take his eyes off the projection. He watches a slightly sped up Ana Bray attempting to nurse his burnt corpse to life. She cleaned him, stayed with him.. cried over him. Icarus almost forgets what he was looking for in the first place. He shakes his head and motions to rewind further. The ship takes off and they make their way to the tower. While watching the explosion over and over and over again, Icarus works on his ghost, attempting to salvage whatever he can. Every twist of the screwdriver and burn of the torch causes the tiny ball to wince. Eventually he holds up a clustered dark blue and dented gold amalgamate of ghost pieces. Two small metal poles jut out the back and constant arc energy flickers through them. His eye continues to flicker, but he seems joyous to feel whole again, even if the light is still having trouble finding its way in. "Stonecraft," Icarus whispers. A slight buzz before, "G- guardian! I- I- I- feellll-" his eye glitches a bit and his flight stutters. "Shh, it's okay, relax. We'll get you to the shard right away, don't worry." The EDZ holds a great many secrets, but the shard has become a sort of well for guardians to gather around and bathe in blessings. After a half hour of flying, a light flashes on the dashboard. A small ping can be heard along with it. "Umm, Proxy? What's this?" Icarus points, almost touching it. Proxy turns, "Incoming message from commander Zavala. Marked 'Urgent.'" Icarus nearly falls out of his chair hitting the button. A small hologram of Zavala pops up on the dash. [i]"This is Commander Zavala of the Vanguard. Icarus, Cayde has not been seen for a few days now. Now, I would send a full fireteam looking for him, if this wasn't just a normal occurrence for him. We picked up this encrypted message that we can't seem to break. That's why I'm calling you. You seem to have a knack for getting into places you don't belong. Good luck. Zavala out."[/i] The hologram fades and Proxy shifts a bit. "Encrypted message decoded." "Psshh. That's all it took? Did they even [i]try[/i] to open it?" Icarus rolls his eyes as he skims the now decoded message. (See Cayde's message to Petra) "Well, that was.. interesting. Proxy, save a copy to my archive and set a course for the EDZ. I need to get my light back if we're going to deal with the reef." He walks out of the cabin to the back of the ship where the is an almost equally big window, mostly for stargazing. He lays in a hammock slung from pipes and bars. There is a mess in both corners. This is clearly his bedroom. He lays down and thinks for a while before closing his eyes for a quick rest.