Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-5650583-20160130022609

As the massive Ketch hurtled through warp, Scythe watched as the stars streaked past from the bridge. Since entering warp, he had mostly kept to himself, overseeing repairs to the ship and checking on the crew in his absence.

He straightened in his command chair and keyed his helmet's comms. "Attention Fireteam Argus and whatever is left of Theseus: I just want you to know that what we have done today has probably saved a lot of lives. Not everyone could have done what we just did. Even so, after we get back to the City, tell Cayde the deal is off. No more intel, no more comms to decypher, no more weapons to reverse-engineer."