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Though his Ghost could easily take the reins for him, Avori preferred to pilot his ship, Aurora Lance, himself because he enjoyed it. As he upped the throttle to escape Earth's gravitational pull, he caught a glimpse of the numbers imprinted on his arm, 48789-20114-AJ. This was yet another thing about his past he did not understand. He'd always assumed it was some kind of model number, but his Ghost hadn't been able to draw any meaning from the assorted characters. As he often found himself doing, he pushed thoughts of his past to the back of his head, and focused on the task at hand.

There was a crackle as the audio system in Aurora Lance's cockpit came to life, conveying a transmission from Cayde in the Tower to him. "Alright, Avori, since you've been so insistent, I've got something different for you this time," Cayde spoke to him in a weary manner, probably due to the fact Avori had been pestering him for something other than routine patrols.

"I appreciate it, Cayde," Avori replied. "I'm sure you of all people know how frustrating it is to be stuck sitting around the Tower instead of out here"

"That I do," Cayde sighed. "Anyway, a reasonably experienced Fireteam, callsign Argus, went dark a while ago on the surface of Mercury. I want you to go find 'em, preferable alive, and then report back to me. I'm not sure Zavala would approve of sending another Guardian to Mercury, so report directly to me. I'm sending their last known coordinates through now."

"We'll get right on it," Avori said, with confidence. "I'll get back to you with their location in a few hours."

"Good to hear," said Cayde, as he cuts the transmission.

"Mercury? We're going to die..." Avori's Ghost remarked.

"Yup," replied Avori. "So let's get to, it shall we?"

Avori initiates a jump, and the Aurora Lance disappears in a flash of light, headed for orbit around Mercury.