But antennae are totally cool, Verity. And the stranger the forms they wear, the more distracting interesting they are.
Blaze doesn't really get those kind of nerves much, but she kind of gets that Verity's more shy than she is. She gives a firm nod and zeroes in on a door not far ahead. "It's got to be this one." The instructions said so!
She remembers her manners: she hits the door chime and gives a heavy knock for good measure. It's meant to be brisk, even if it sounds a little impatient. She gives it a few seconds, and hearing no sound, knocks again. This time it's opened by a pale woman, dark brown hair bound and pinned up neatly, her robes purple-blue and sharply cut. She has a rather gentle looking face, but right now it's creased in a hard frown.
"Yes, yes, you don't need to- oh." She looks Blaze up and down, expression easing as she blinks. "You must be the Titan. And... contact?" She gives Verity a puzzled look. "You're early."
"We are?" Now Blaze is puzzled, looking at her Ghost and shrugging. There's laughter from inside - a male voice, faintly electronic? "Well, we're here now. I'm Blaze-37, this is Verity Willis. She's a friend of ours. You're Fireteam Glassforge?"
The Warlock lifts a hand, waving almost sheepishly. "Of course. I am Hirune Markel. Come in, and welcome."
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distractinginteresting they are.Blaze doesn't really get those kind of nerves much, but she kind of gets that Verity's more shy than she is. She gives a firm nod and zeroes in on a door not far ahead. "It's got to be this one." The instructions said so!
She remembers her manners: she hits the door chime and gives a heavy knock for good measure. It's meant to be brisk, even if it sounds a little impatient. She gives it a few seconds, and hearing no sound, knocks again. This time it's opened by a pale woman, dark brown hair bound and pinned up neatly, her robes purple-blue and sharply cut. She has a rather gentle looking face, but right now it's creased in a hard frown.
"Yes, yes, you don't need to- oh." She looks Blaze up and down, expression easing as she blinks. "You must be the Titan. And... contact?" She gives Verity a puzzled look. "You're early."
"We are?" Now Blaze is puzzled, looking at her Ghost and shrugging. There's laughter from inside - a male voice, faintly electronic? "Well, we're here now. I'm Blaze-37, this is Verity Willis. She's a friend of ours. You're Fireteam Glassforge?"
The Warlock lifts a hand, waving almost sheepishly. "Of course. I am Hirune Markel. Come in, and welcome."