"Oh? She lives with you?" Well, this was interesting. He didn't realize Katiri had a place to reside here in the Nexus too. He would have to meet up with her later to ask some questions then. "Hah. Luce is quite the character." He uttered, amused. "He's the chattiest Ghost I have ever met."
When Palmer settled to brief him on what he knew, Saint leaned back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest while poising one hand beneath his chin. He rubbed a finger absently on the bottom edge of his helmet while absorbing what was said. Are you getting this? He asked on his internal comm system. Of course, his Ghost Geppetto was listening. Every word. His Ghost confirmed. Saint nodded slightly with a soft 'hmm'.
Nothing that Palmer said, gave him any surprises. The Fallen were monsters plain and simple. The fact that they actually took a Ghost as a hostage to start the process for this blasted truce to hold the Nexus under their collective thumb made him bristle silently though. "Eti ublyudki! Otvratitel'nyye zhivotnyye. Kazhdyy iz nikh..." The Titan hissed under his breath, shaking his head in disgust.
"Oh, it was planned..." He wagged a finger. "I guarantee it. Just as much as I guarantee this will not end without a fight whether they start it or we do. You can be assured however that there is enough of us - even non-guardian combatants - to wipe them all out. Plus we will work to discover how they got here." He slapped a hand on the table, careful not to do it too hard.
"As for the civilians here, they will have to get through me first." There was no if's, ands or buts about it.
[[ooc: Rough Translation from Russian: Those bastards! Disgusting animals. Every one of them.]]
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When Palmer settled to brief him on what he knew, Saint leaned back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest while poising one hand beneath his chin. He rubbed a finger absently on the bottom edge of his helmet while absorbing what was said. Are you getting this? He asked on his internal comm system. Of course, his Ghost Geppetto was listening. Every word. His Ghost confirmed. Saint nodded slightly with a soft 'hmm'.
Nothing that Palmer said, gave him any surprises. The Fallen were monsters plain and simple. The fact that they actually took a Ghost as a hostage to start the process for this blasted truce to hold the Nexus under their collective thumb made him bristle silently though. "Eti ublyudki! Otvratitel'nyye zhivotnyye. Kazhdyy iz nikh..." The Titan hissed under his breath, shaking his head in disgust.
"Oh, it was planned..." He wagged a finger. "I guarantee it. Just as much as I guarantee this will not end without a fight whether they start it or we do. You can be assured however that there is enough of us - even non-guardian combatants - to wipe them all out. Plus we will work to discover how they got here." He slapped a hand on the table, careful not to do it too hard.
"As for the civilians here, they will have to get through me first." There was no if's, ands or buts about it.
[[ooc: Rough Translation from Russian: Those bastards! Disgusting animals. Every one of them.]]