Fireteam Spirit: Accepted Candidates…
Unknown users have given information under the alias of Phantomslayer230…
Identity ownership belongs to this alias…
Both candidates have been accepted simultaneously and have been presented as such…
Name: Aiden Hughes
Race: Human
Age: 24 years
Skin: Caucasian White (Only slightly paler than average… Able to tan naturally under sunlight…)
Hair Colour: Muddy Brown
Eyes Colour: Dense Forest Green (Polluted dark green…)
Class: Titan
Sub: Sunbreaker
Faction:N/A
Weapons:
Primary: Red Spectre (Legendary Class Auto-Rifle…)
Secondary: The Chaperone (Exotic Class Shotgun…)
Switchable Secondary: Patience and Time (Exotic Class Sniper Rifle… Acquired by this Guardian as a memorial of his fallen brother…)
Heavy: Suros JLB-42 (Legendary Class Rocket Launcher…)
Switchable Heavy: Thunderlord (Exotic Class Machine Gun… Acquired by this Guardian as a memorial of his Fallen sister…)
Armour:
Helmet: Spearhead Type 0 (Legendary Class Titan Helmet… Equipment has been damaged severely and cracked… Cause undisclosed…)
Chest: Commando Type 0 (Legendary Class Titan Chest-Piece
Arms: Immolation Fists (Exotic Class Gauntlets or unknown origin)
Legs: Commando Type 0 (Legendary Class Titan Greaves)
Mark: Mark of the Sunforged (Legendary Class Titan Mark)
Shader: Middaye
Ship: Kingslayer BKR
Ghost Shade(s): Ruby Red (Ruby), Green Iron Shell (Jess), Gunmetal Grey (Cig)
Ghost name(s): Ruby, Jess and Cig.
Bio: Being known as the quiet 'lone wolf' type of guardian, Aiden rarely travels to the tower, preferring to spend much of his time away from any other Guardians. After losing his brother and sister shortly after he became a Guardian, Aiden went into a self-induced solitude and avoided all contact for many weeks. The three siblings were sent to investigate Hive activity on the moon and the second they made one mistake, the mission went full south. His brother, a Hunter by the name of Brent, met his end by hands of a mob of Hive Thralls. His sister, a Warlock named Kate, had been impaled by a Fallen Captain who took advantage of the Hive's attacks. After this loss, Aiden had gone on a rampage. Slaughtering anything that moved within the confines of the temple, he managed to save his sibling's Ghost's before they died but was unable to recover his siblings. He now keeps his sibling's favourite weapons and their Ghosts with him as a constant reminder of why he fights his battles against the Darkness.
Name: Natasha Wright
Age: 24
Race: Human
Skin: Caucasian White
Hair Colour: Raven Black
Eyes Colour: Cerulean Blue
Class: Hunter
Sub: Nightstalker
Faction:N/A
Weapons:
Primary: Cocytus SR4 (Legendary Class Scout Rifle)
Secondary: Hereafter (Exotic Class Sniper Rifle of unknown origin…)
Heavy: Bretomarts Stand (Legendary Class Machine Gun acquired for excellent performances during the Iron Banner competition…)
Armour:
Helmet: Dead Light Cover (Legendary Class Helmet)
Chest: Carnivore Match (Legendary Class Chest-plate)
Arms: Sanction Custom (Legendary Class Gauntlets)
Legs: Carnivore Match (Legendary Class Grieves)
Cloak: Cloud Walker Tribute (Cloud Walker Tribute)
Shader: Devilswept
Ship: Hebridean Thoughtcrime
Ghost Shade: Navy Blue
Ghost name: Ken
Bio: Being a very skilled hunter, Natasha is one of the top competitors in the Crucible enclaves and tournaments. In her time away from the Crucible fields, she has been known to delve into some of the riskier missions assigned by the tower or, more likely, relaxing and socialising in the tower. Being as relatively carefree as she could possibly be, she finds it easy to socialize and make new friends with many other Guardians in the community. Known for going out of her way to help others, Natasha is respected across the tower as a reliable teammate and companion to anyone requiring aid. Her ghost, named Ken, acts in a very similar manner as his owner but has been known to prefer the more strategic approach to a situation rather than follow her famously unpredictable style of 'winging it'.
Afterword from Aiden & Natasha:
"I can help you, you know?" Aiden questioned as he leaned against a nearby pillar and watched Natasha and Cyrus struggling to carry a large crate in the direction of the shipyard; they had so far reached a very dangerous part of their trek: a staircase! "I am pretty sure I could get the task done much quicker than the two of you…"
Being at the highest end of the staircase, Natasha glared down at the usually reclusive Titan. "We can do it!" She declared as she turned to Cyrus. "Right, Cyrus?" Looking at the Warlock for confirmation, the Nightstalker frowned as she saw his arms shaking from clear physical exhaustion. "Aw, come on! You can't be tired already?"
Not saying anything in defence, Cyrus was sure that he was dying of exhaustion and that if he didn't rest soon he would have to let the crate crush him; that was not the ending he had wanted but was not going to argue for the sweet release of death if he had to carry this crate for another hour. What made Cyrus even more worried for his own health was how he was not able to physically speak. He didn't choose to remain silent as his response to her encouraging question, he was actually completely unable to make any coherent sounds that even sounded like words!
"Doesn't matter! We still don't need you!" She exclaimed as she nearly stumbled and almost dropped the container, sighing in relief at her quick save. "Me and Cyrus are perfectly capable!"
Removing himself from his leaning position against the pillar, Aiden walked beside Cyrus and looked him over; even with his helmet equipped Aiden could see the straining pain the Warlock was in. The poor guy clearly had no idea who he was helping until it was too late.
"You sure about that, Natasha?" Cig asked as he, Jess and Ruby materialised before their owner and hovered beside Cyrus. "He looks like he might have a seizure…" Noticing the Voidwalker's own Ghost materialise, Cig turned to her. "Hey, Sera! What's up with Cyrus? Is he just a hypochondriac or what?"
She shook her small metallic frame. "No… He doesn't ever exaggerate about these kinds of things… It's just that when Natasha asked he couldn't say no… And she has had him helping her for the past eight hours completing multiple tasks around the tower…"
Butting into the conversation, Jess pushed herself between the two. "If he is so tired, why hasn't he asked to rest?"
Sera inclined her body slightly downwards and released a synthetic sigh. "He is to polite to ask…" She explained, watching as her owner struggled and nearly collapsed from the sheer pain he was feeling. "His one flaw…"
The little huddle of Ghost's all turned towards the giggling form of Ruby, all simultaneously raising their metallic flaps as to simulate a raised brow that is mostly associated with a confused expression. "What is so funny, Sister?" Cig questioned to the red Ghost.
The giggling Ghost attempted to stifle her laughter. "I am just thinking…" She began, "If this is how Cyrus is treating her, then Aiden has some competition trying to win Natasha's heart!"
"What!?" Aiden and Natasha exclaimed simultaneously, the latter letting go of her end of the crate and sending its full weight on top of the poor Voidwalker below. Unable to stop the colossal weight of the cargo, Cyrus was crushed against the structural wall at the base of the staircase.
"Cyrus!" The group screamed as they ran towards the crate, the two Guardian's trying their best to pull the object off their friend.
Hovering next to the Nightstalker, Sera inclined her metallic plates downward to simulate a furious glare. "First you nearly work the poor guy to death and now you're trying to finish the job?!" She screeched, making Natasha flinch. "I am going to inform the medical staff of what has happened and you had better still be here when they arrive!"
Almost smirking at the interaction between the two, Aiden focused all his attention into the task ahead; using what strength he had to lift the heavy object from the crushed Voidwalker. "Oh, dear…" He muttered as he saw the many injuries the Warlock had sustained. "You really did a number on him, Natasha…"
She sighed as she approached Cyrus' injured form. "Y-Yeah… I… I know…" Noticing his crippled body give only slight movements, she reached down and clutched onto his hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. "Why didn't you just say no, you courteous idiot…" Her voice croaked slightly as she realised how much she had asked of him and how little he asked in return, not making a single complaint or even sputtering a single excuse. "Why didn't you stop me?"
Sensing her plight, Aiden reached his hand over and placed it onto her shoulder; he felt uncomfortable doing it. Emotional support was not his strong side. "Don't feel like it's all your fault, Natasha." He reassured, his large hand becoming used to the shape of her smooth shoulder and finding a place to rest comfortably. "I know Cyrus well enough to know he would do the same and suffer the same for any of us…" He smiled slightly under his helmet as he heard the medical team arrive. "And I know damn well he would never blame you for it."
Later in the medical room, both Aiden and Natasha visited the incapacitated Warlock as he rested in a room that had almost become a second home to him. The latter of the two not being able to apologise enough to him. Being the kind soul they both knew, Cyrus denied her apologies and instead suggested that he could help her or Aiden if they needed him once he got out of this hospital.
That offer alone made them both smile at their friend. He was so kind and compassionate it was unreal but that was what made him such a good associate and companion to the twosome. He was real. He was always honest with them and that warmed them both. Having a true friend apart from each other that they could rely on was not something they were truly used to.
With Aiden, trust was earned and not easily. After losing his brother and sister to the Darkness and only having their Ghost's to remember them by, Aiden felt lost. He drifted from the social world, fading into a secluded shell of his own and blocking out all others. It took a while for Natasha to earn his trust but that was because they did not relate. She didn't understand what it was like to lose someone so close. Cyrus did. He knew what it was like to lose everything, to be beaten down and get right back up.
With Natasha, trust was earned through deeds. She always thought that actions spoke louder than words; for Aiden and Cyrus this statement proved true. Actions from Aiden seemed distant and few at first but every action has brought them closer together. She wasn't sure on how to base their relationship now. It was strange but not unpleasant. Cyrus, on the other hand, was a true friend. She has asked for his help many times in throughout her career. Whether it be manual labour to an actual mission, he was always there to help. He was another voice at her side, an ear to listen to her and even a helping hand whenever he needed to be.
They both had their reasons for considering him as their friend, both of them willing to disclose why if asked because they both knew that they stood by him. Whatever would happen to him or his team, they would be there to help. They would not leave him in the Dark…
They would be willing to repay him for all the selfless things he has done for them and that was something they definitely both agreed on…