An array of contrasting colors filled the viewport of the ship as the Exo engaged the warp drive. Giant always wondered why it did that. The answer was probably too complicated for him too understand, though, but he enjoyed the view nonetheless. The ship shuddered as they entered the earth’s orbit, and they headed toward the large sphere on the planet: The Traveler, and under it, The Last Safe City. “It wasn’t always Safe.” Giant said to himself. He was pushing for the Vanguard to increase surveillance and give the non-Risen population more ways to help in the fight, and also to use the spoils of the Red War like the battleships and tanks to their advantage. So far, his petitions haven’t gotten through, likely due to more pressing matters like the Drifter’s presence in the Tower and the absence of a Hunter Vanguard. When they were just over the tower Giant activated the auto pilot and trasmatted out of his ship. He was in the Annex, a new section of the tower that was opened a few months after the Hero of the Red War’s hunt for vengeance against the murderers of Cayde-6, including the now-infamous (and deceased) Uldren Sov. Ada-1, the curator of the Black Armory was located there, allowing the guardians access to the lost Forges to enable the forging of new Armory weapons. Ever since he found out that he’d been reset only once Giant had wondered if Ada-1 held the secret as to why. So far, he’s been unsuccessful. Ada-1 was as oblivious to the truth as he was. Oh well, it was worth a shot. He walked through the bowels of the Annex to the Drifter’s new lease given to him by the Vanguard. He was flipping his double-sided coin as Giant entered he room. “Hey, brother,” He said as he put his coin into his pocket. “You’ve been a great source of motes in Gambit these past weeks. Well, have I got something for you!” He handed him an auto rifle, similar to the Hazard of the Cast rifle model, but with a modified sight and some binding around the barrel. “I call this Breakneck.” He said proudly, “it specializes in taking out the little guys, and fast. It’s also gonna be of use in my next scheme I’m cookin’. I call it Gambit Prime.” Giant looked at the weapon with apathy. “No thanks. My two friends right here get the job done just fine,” He said, tapping his twin handcannons on his hips. “And I’m also not interested in whatever this ‘Gambit Prime’ is about. I’ve done enough Gambit to last me a while. It’s stressful, and half the time I-“ He stopped as he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. “What is [i]that?[/i]” The Drifter turned to look. It was a suit of guardian armor, covered with straps, pouches, and the green snake that symbolized Gambit, except the snake was glowing yellow. “Oh, this? This is another one of the things I’m cookin’ up. It gives the man that wears it an advantage in Gambit prime.” “How so?” “Why don’t you see for yourself? It’s all yours, brother.” He took the armor and tossed it to the Titan. Giant caught it, and looked suspiciously at the Drifter. “What’s the catch?” The drifter held up his hands in defense. “No catch. Just don’t tell anyone I gave it to ya. People have a tendency to dislike unfair advantages.” “It does look sick. Okay then. I accept your gift.” “Now we’re talkin’! Come see me after you try it out. I’ll have something else for ya.” “Very well.” Giant replied as he turned to leave, “I will test the merits of this armor. I’ll see you later then.” “See ya, brother!” The drifter called back as the Titan left. “This is...new.” Giant said as he walked up from the annex. “Scans suggest this armor is ontological. I need tell Shin.” “Guardian.” A voice said from behind him. Giant turned around to see who spoke. A dark-skinned warlock dressed black duster and light armor was standing a few meters behind him. “Oh, hello.” He said, slightly startled. “Who might you be?” “My name is Aunor of the Praxic Order, “She said, “And your name is Giant-1, part of Clan LPC6, local expert on SIVA, and Ramen enthusiast.” “How did you-“ “I’m going to cut to the chase. My sources say that you are working with Shin Malphur, first user of the Golden Gun and sworn enemy of the shadows of Yor. He asked your help in investigating Gambit, didn’t he?” “Uh, yes, but how do you know?” “Like I said, I have sources. I have come to request information you have gathered on Gambit.” “Why should I help you?” “My organization and the Man with the Golden Gun share a common goal: the elimination of those who would tempt the darkness and utilize its powers. I would be most grateful for any information you can give us.” “Okay then. My ghost will transmit the details to you. Just please, don’t ever scare me like that again.” “Duly noted. Have a nice day, Giant-1.” She turned and walked away. “Well, That was an entertaining distraction, wasn’t it?” Giant chuckled to himself. “Let’s get this information to Shin so we can busy our minds with less...stressful things.” —————————————————— [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/250971811/0/0]Previous Chapter[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/251999575/0/0]Masterpost[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/251605027/0/0]Next Chapter[/url]