Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-25932172-20150528204238

( 107's right, though. Can the arguments. We're here to have fun, not turn this roleplay into the House of Shitstorms. As entertaining as that sounds, I think most of us would agree that we don't want to go down that route. )

From the outside, the massive buildings were towering above Europa's landscape. Any number of Fallen could have already pierced the exterior and invaded. That's likely what they had already done. Calling back to the explosion from earlier, it was entirely possible that the House of Storms had punched a sizable hole in the building, somewhere higher up on it. They could have deployed skiff-loads of troops by now, coupled with any Fallen that were already there.

"No radar pings yet." The Titan's Ghost spoke. "If they're in there, they're in stealth mode. They want us to walk in and spring their trap."

"Likely." Arxus replied. His gaze met the intimidating presence of Bracus Tha'larc. It still felt strange, entertaining the idea of an alliance with the Cabal. "Just so we're clear. After the House of Storms is defeated, we're enemies again." Arxus spoke again, before mounting up on one of the Interceptors. Holstering away his scout rifle, the Titan allowed his gloved digits to grip onto the vehicle's handles, powering it on. "The Vanguard is never going to believe this shit..."