I. Defying Gravity Cayde is absolutely in his element. He may not have been out and about in zero-G for a good while but it's like that saying about riding a bike. One might envy his maneuverability as he bounds effortlessly here and there. He'd waved off the offer of a space suit and helmet, insisting the energy would better be used for those who actually needed them, and the Hunter assures anyone who might have concerns that his gear's durable and well-tested for such atmospheres- or lack thereof.
If you've decided to tag along with him, he'll happily reminisce about old missions and previous explorations while he shows off. Or perhaps you come across him as he's poking down an adjoining corridor. Either way, it's quite abrupt when his demeanor shifts, his gun whipped out from its holster as he's moving to either pull whoever's with him aside or push them down with a, "Head's up," bracing as best he can as he pulls the trigger.
His shot rings off and hits something in the distance, and the only sign that there'd been a threat to begin with is the searing line of laser fire that scours the wall, its aim knocked well off target.
"Well, guess this place isn't so dead after all."
II. When It Rains... There's definitely a lot of upsides to being a robot and a Guardian. You don't have to worry about breathing and when a bad landing gets things knocked out of alignment, your Ghost patches you up right quick.
Of course, that doesn't apply for everyone, and it doesn't make an Exo worry any less when those on his team might be hurt.
Naturally he's volunteered to scout around while people inspect the damages. And while he doesn't like that the familiar dampening of the Light is present, it doesn't compromise his skill with a gun or a knife any. Unfortunately he's not yet aware of the things out there that won't go down easily by either, but that's something for Future Cayde to worry about.
Cayde-6
Cayde is absolutely in his element. He may not have been out and about in zero-G for a good while but it's like that saying about riding a bike. One might envy his maneuverability as he bounds effortlessly here and there. He'd waved off the offer of a space suit and helmet, insisting the energy would better be used for those who actually needed them, and the Hunter assures anyone who might have concerns that his gear's durable and well-tested for such atmospheres- or lack thereof.
If you've decided to tag along with him, he'll happily reminisce about old missions and previous explorations while he shows off. Or perhaps you come across him as he's poking down an adjoining corridor. Either way, it's quite abrupt when his demeanor shifts, his gun whipped out from its holster as he's moving to either pull whoever's with him aside or push them down with a, "Head's up," bracing as best he can as he pulls the trigger.
His shot rings off and hits something in the distance, and the only sign that there'd been a threat to begin with is the searing line of laser fire that scours the wall, its aim knocked well off target.
"Well, guess this place isn't so dead after all."
II. When It Rains...
There's definitely a lot of upsides to being a robot and a Guardian. You don't have to worry about breathing and when a bad landing gets things knocked out of alignment, your Ghost patches you up right quick.
Of course, that doesn't apply for everyone, and it doesn't make an Exo worry any less when those on his team might be hurt.
Naturally he's volunteered to scout around while people inspect the damages. And while he doesn't like that the familiar dampening of the Light is present, it doesn't compromise his skill with a gun or a knife any. Unfortunately he's not yet aware of the things out there that won't go down easily by either, but that's something for Future Cayde to worry about.