The Titan held his auto rifle at the ready, even if there was no need for it at the moment. He watched as the jumpship flew over the landing zone, while his Ghost monitored the distant shape of the Lure. There hadn't been any major activity from the Hive throneship since shortly after its unveiling, but the presence of any Hive ship of its caliber meant they couldn't relax. The Titan watched as the jumpship's occupant transmatted down to the sands, then raised his wrist-comm. "Char to all points. Principal on site."
Ikora Rey strode toward him. "Thank you, Ferris. Where do we stand?" she inquired.
Ferris Char shrugged lightly. "Chalco is on-task with monitoring the throneship. Nothing new to report since the Wolf got yeeted out of it."
"And our Warlock?"
Ferris scoffed. "Unsurprisingly, no word from Fenchurch since he went on reconnoiter."
Ikora's lips twitched in an almost-smile. "In his case, no news is good news. What about with the Relic?"
He shook his head. "Search me. I'm just here to look menacing in case the grub-lovers decide to flex."
"Take a break from guard duty, Ferris," Ikora clapped him on the shoulder. "Stand down and relax. I'll have one of the others take over for you."
"Obliged, boss." Ferris stowed his gun and transmatted away, to go on break.
Ikora strode on across the red sands toward the rest of the Enclave. Several of her Hidden were on site, whether updating investigation boards and databases, or taking readings from various instruments, or just providing site security. Several looked up as she arrived, nodding in acknowledgment, then turning back to their tasks. She was glad of this. When she was here, she was not looking to socialize, and the Hidden were very task-oriented.
As she came up to the wall of Dark Matter, the door slid open as another figure ascended the steps, looking up with thrice-green eyes. "Ikora," Eris Morn greeted her.
