Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150307231018/@comment-1524575-20150308133653

After a long twelve hours journey, the ship known simply as the "Outrageous Fortune" running out of breath from an exhausting journey--nearly draining it of its reserves. "Might want to scale back on the throttle," the Ghost said, as it's blue eye nervously darted towards Avgust; who had removed his helmet for the trip--and as such, caught a glimpse of his missing right ear, the sinister cut removing most--if not all his outer ear. It was disgusting to see the dried red flesh; signs of healing. The Ghost had found the Guardian like this; propped up on the walls of the Cosmodrome--but at that point he had been nothing but bone; so it considered this an obvious improvement of condition. Avgust scaled forward the lever, slowing down the "Outrageous Fortune" considerably--as the jumpship slowly pulled forward into orbit of the gas giant known only as Jupiter. The Ghost marveled at the planet, paying especial attention and the large red dot stuck within the clouds of the world. "Simply amazing," the Ghost muttered, before turning to the Titan--who was beginning to pull up into the dust rings of the planet.

The Ghost chirped, as it suddenly picked up detailed information about the location of several Guardian ships within one of the larger instances in the rings of Jupiter; as it would soon relay the data to the Vanguard Titan: "I'm picking up a series of ships, all within orbit of the satellite known as Europa. Picking up a total of five Guaridan ships within orbit of the Moon."

"Are they responding? Any recent activity?" Avgust asks, as he began a fall towards the icy moon. The Titan smiled with delight, as he would then disengage the seat lock keeping him close to the console; the seat drew back, allowing the Titan to get to his legs and head for his equipment rack. There, he found his weapons; but his eyes turned to the ice-equipment he found from the Golden Age--included in it a series of ice-picks, ropes and pully systems, and ice-treads to offer the Guardian stability while walking on snowy surfaces. These treasures he found while exploring the Siberian Wilderness; a breath-taking place devoid of most, if not all life--except for the occasional rogue Darkness patrol; which was usually dealt with by the shear cold alone. Closing the backpack-styed case, the Ghost would reply: "Not yet; need to get into best range possible."

Avgust would nod his head, before saying: "Initiate a high-intensity ping, alert the ships (if anyone is on them) that another Guardian is on the way."