Atlas gave a short nod. "No problem. Anyways, what did Zara do to get exiled?" he asked. Sanders sighed and pulled his soda closer. "Well, she was found guilty of being responsible for the massacre that occurred 16 years ago. You know, the one with the Red Death?" Atlas nodded thoughtfully, taking a sip of his drink. "I heard that there was an exile for that. What a shame." "Yeah. She apparently didn't remember it until she got her hands on the gun itself. Got it out of an exotic engram, I think."  Atlas clenched his fist. "Hell, the cryptarch is always the source of rage and pain, isn't he?" Sanders nodded in agreement, grinning slightly. "Yup. You might as well call legendaries legendraries." They both laughed at that. "What's going on over there?" Jason questioned through a handful of Ayria's fries. "Ahh, we are making fun of the cryptard." Atlas chuckled, leaning back in his seat. "I do enjoy making fun of that blueberry." Zeus said with a straight face, and they all laughed. Ralph slammed his drink down onto the table. "Yeah! There was this one time when I decrypted a bunch of exotic chest engrams that I bought from Xur, right?" he said, and they all leaned forward intently. At the same time a waitress served them all more drinks, and there was a pause as they sipped contentedly at the bubbly soda. "Continue." Ayria said, wiping her mouth. Ralph grinned. "Anyways, I brought them all to the cryptarch right? And all I got was the damned Crest of Alpha Lupi. Every single one. And I can't even wear it!" Zeus lightly punched him in the arm. "Dude, you got trolled." Ayria grinned widely, a little too widely. "Yeah! And then there was this time when he gave me shards, back when they were a thing. I kicked him in the balls for that." They laughed, but trailed off when Ayria kept on laughing several seconds after everyone else had stopped. Jason examined her new drink with concern. "Umm, hey guys, I think they messed up her order." he said loudly, trying to be heard over Ayria's laughter. Atlas dipped his knife into the drink and tasted it. His eyes went wide. "Yeeeaaahhh... they messed it up." he stated with disgust. Zeus regarded the drink with some concern, and Sanders groaned. "Oh Traveler... please don't tell me it's-" Ayria stood up abruptly, cutting him off. Her face was a deep red. "YEAH, THAT'S ALCOHOL ALL RIGHT!" she shouted noisily, and people turned towards their table. "Well, that was an amazing first impression." Ralph said, helping Sanders carry Ayria back to their apartment. She groaned softly. "I'm never drinking that stuff again." she moaned, then threw up on Sanders who recoiled in disgust. "You know, it would've helped if you hadn't ordered a large drink and then chugged down the first half of it." Sanders pointed out wearily as his ghost opened the door. She barfed again in reply. "Well, if this isn't just fine and dandy?" Ralph muttered sarcastically, helping Sanders ease Ayria onto the couch. "MMMMPPHHHH!" she said in a muffled voice. Ralph quickly grabbed a trash can and brought it to Ayria's face. "I am never touching a gold beverage again." She whined, wiping her mouth. "As I said before, that was a marvelous first impression." Ralph stated. Later that night, Sanders pulled the covers of his bed to his chin. [i]We're going to the dreadnaught tomorrow.[/i] He thought, bringing his stuffed bear close. [i]And some of us might never leave.[/i] Well, this part was short because I excelled the word limit (lol) soo that's why this scene was broken in two, heh. Well, cya next time, amazing people! -Zebra, out- Chapter Index-----> https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/157266003 The Taken Guardian lay on its back, wishing it was dead. [i]Guess who's coming to see us tomorrow?[/i] Oryx said, voice like black silk. The guardian cursed the taken king. [i]That's right. Tomorrow, you're going to kill some guardians![/i]