Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-1524575-20160616204843/@comment-25932172-20170110072624

( We should decide on a name for the new thread. My ideas still stand. )

Arxus nodded. He seemed mostly content to be among his old friends, but something kept him uneasy. He watched Pariah stew in silence; planning something, perhaps. He could not know what went on in her head, but given her behavior throughout the Maw, her eagerness to leave... it seemed odd.

Back at the Lighthouse, efforts were made to rebuild that which was destroyed. Guardians who had once turned their back on the Traveler, focused on rebuilding the Lighthouse's wall, in case of another Vex attack. Many figures were garbed in a similar attire, mainly consisting of black and gold colors; the colors of the Cult of Osiris.

"Go on, put your backs into it! Our fortifications must be repaired before the soulless machines return!" Reina shouted over the sounds of progress. A mighty Titan trudged through the sand, shoulder-charging a large stone slab back into place. Reina seemed mostly complacent, maybe because she had finally rid herself of the outsiders. In truth, she wished them dead; many years, she was left to dwell on her own thoughts. Thoughts made none better by such devoted individuals like Arxus or the like. Yet still, there lingered thoughts of those she had met at a dangerous time... thoughts she prefered not to dwell upon.

"Sister Reina... reconstruction is almost complete." There came another voice from Reina's flank. It was a Warlock, dressed in the typical Cult robes. "Did you truly mean that? When you said you wished the Guardians would die?"

Reina scoffed beneath her Bull helmet. "Sister Eros, might I remind you who is in charge here. Father... he is away for now. Do not question how I feel." She stayed silent for a few seconds. "Yes. I would hope Sister Pariah would return to us already... we have plans to carry out."