Rorra maneuvered her ship towards the planet's surface, lowering the craft down onto a landing pad before killing the engines.
They climbed out of their seats, grabbing their weapons as Rorra pressed a button to lower the ship's loading bay door.
"Alright, where do we start, boss?" Calli inquired, stepping onto the landing pad beside Rorra and Trist.
Rorra surveyed their surroundings, taking in the ruins covered by overgrown plant life.
The dark greens of various overgrowth and muted grays of the abandoned city ruins were a striking contrast against the vibrant blue lava streams seeping through the cracked landscape.
"Bring up last known coordinates," Rorra requested as her Ghost appeared in front of her, the little machine whirring as a soft blue light emanated from it.
"The last coordinates came from inside the Ishtar Academy,"
"Let's start there, then. Keep an eye out for any sign of clues," Rorra announced, bracing her Hard Light against her shoulder; ready to fire at any nearby enemies willing to engage her.
Calli equipped his New Monarchy sidearm, Conviction II, which he was very skilled at headshots with.
Trist, on the other hand, preferred his Bolt-Caster; that he held by his side, prepared to strike.
They marched side by side along the debris riddled stairs leading into the entrance of the Academy, keeping an eye out for nearby Fallen or Vex.
"Do we even know why this Fireteam was out here for?" Calli asked, giving Rorra a side glance.
"I didn't think to ask Cayde about that, maybe it's in the reports he sent to my Ghost,"
Rorra summoned her Ghost, watching the little machine materialize before her.
"Bring up the reports of the lost Fireteam from Cayde," She requested.
"Reports from Cayde-6 say the Fireteam were sent on a mission to Venus in search of a hidden Vex colony, last heard from after they landed before losing all forms of communication with the Vanguard,"
"Hidden colony?" Trist repeated curiously.
"Yes, there are myths of a lost Vex colony buried somewhere beneath the planet," the Ghost explained in a know-it-all sort of tone.
"So, what, these Guardians went searching for these Vex and got lost in a Warp gate?" Trist inquired.
"I can't see experienced Guardians making such a naïve mistake," Rorra answered.
"Unless they were following a lead and just got unlucky," Calli offered with a shrug.
They made their way through the entrance of the Academy, wading through the knee-high pools of water and climbing over fallen columns.
Rorra motioned for them to stop and be quiet as she raised her weapon in front of her.
She heard Fallen chatter from somewhere inside the building ruins, listening intently as she tried to interpret what was being said.
"Vex captives aren't communing… human captive wounded in fight," She repeated quietly to herself.
Whatever Fallen had been nearby stopped their chatter, Rorra could hear footsteps echo through the empty ruins.
She signaled all clear to the others, gesturing for them to join her by the entryway into the large room where the Fallen had just been.
"There's a wounded human somewhere in there, I heard some Fallen talking,"
"You understand Fallen?" Trist gave her a bewildered look.
"To an extent, some of the dialect is tricky but the general terms are nearly the same among the known Houses,"
Trist turned his amazed look to Calli, now speechless.
"It's her thing, she's gotten us out of many unnecessary fights with her talented mouth…" Calli grinned, unaware of his unintentional innuendo.
Trist's amazement quickly turned to amusement at the Exo's obliviousness at his own remark.