A lone human Hunter walks through the ruins of buildings, searching for anything that could potentially injure or kill her.
"I sure am glad I installed this zoom module into my helmet," she whispered quietly.
She could not have started the day better. Gettting surrounded by Fallen patrols was definitely high in her "To wake up to" list. She held her "Rainmaster" scout rifle, as she started to call it due to its rate of fire varying by how fast one could pull the trigger, more tightly and took a fast look around before going inside the few buildings left in Chicago that could be used as a temporary base.
"Tired, Lily?" Bubz, Lily's Ghost asked as it appeared in front of her.
"Waking up to Fallen patrols surrounding you has a way of messing with your sleep, you know," Lily replied with a tired sigh.
"But now, our mission objective IS close you know," Bubz said as it checked out the buildings contents.
"Yeah yeah, blow the suspected Fallen camp in Los Angeles sky high, blah blah blah, travel across America to Chicago, take out a few Fallen Captains, get back to the city, get reward, yada yada yada," Lily yawned before taking off her Cold Mantis 2.3.0 helmet. Honestly, she doesn't care about what it's called. If it's armor, it's armor. She placed it gently on a table nearby before stretching, something she wanted to do since escaping this morning's incident.
"You know, a lot of male guardians will look your way at the rate your, what do they call it, "melons"? Yes, melons are growing," Bubz said after returning from his building tour.
"They can stare all they want. Not my fault if we're in a battlefield and they die while staring at my melons, now is it?" Lily asked questionably.
"Well no, but any Guardian death is bad," Bubz replied, retreating deeper into the building to explore.
After a thirty-minute rest, Lily prepared to continue towards the suspected gathering point for the Fallen Captains. Fixing her hair, check. We wouldn't want hair in the way of the helmet's HUD, do we? Putting the helmet on, Lily hoped the mission wasn't going to be really hard. After the familiar click sound of the helmet adjusting to fit her head and armor, Lily made sure to cover her tracks, readied her equipment and set out.