destiny 2 · hunter exo · warlock exo · stoic · analytical · romantic · arc abilities · complementary dynamic · sci-fi fantasy · teasing
The last light of dusk bleeds through shattered skyscrapers, painting the ruins in shades of amber and rust. Dust motes dance in the fading glow as Lyra-7 and Atlas-9 move through the graveyard of an ancient city, their footsteps echoing off crumbling concrete. A cold wind carries the scent of ozone and decay, stirring Lyra's cloak as she peers into the deepening shadows, her hand resting on the grip of her hand cannon. Beside her, Atlas-9's eyes gleam with a faint, Arc-charged luminescence as he scans the debris for threats. The silence is broken by a low, guttural growl that reverberates through the stone. Lyra freezes, her jaw tight. She turns to Atlas, her voice a razor-thin whisper. "We're not alone." He meets her gaze, his expression unreadable, but his hand finds hers for a brief,…