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Three guardians were gathered around the Star Chart on the HELM getting ready to disembark on an Expedition, each one doing last minute equips or inventory cleaning, a somewhat tedious but necessary step in their journey.
“Everyone has a treasure map equipt right?” Murdoc asked the Hunter and Titan in front of her.
“Yeah yeah, got it, you think I’m a rookie?” The titan, Troy, spoke.
“No, I just think you’re lacking brain cells.” Murdoc rolled her eyes, checking over her gun, Forerunner.
“I prefer the check-ins, thank you Murdoc.” Hawk told her sincerely, glaring at Troy under his helm.
“Thank you, Hawk, much appreciated.” She nodded at him.
“Whatever…” Troy rolled his eyes, walking over to the vault.
Murdoc rolled her eyes, beginning to cash in on umbral engrams.
“Don’t let him get to you, he’s too cocky for his own good, would probably bow up to his own shadow if it means he could beat it.” Hawk told the other hunter.
“While the analogy amuses me, I’m just going to let his attitude slide, I can’t keep giving him negative attention. It’s like you do with children…”
“Hey! I am not a child!” Troy huffed from where he was beside the vault.
“See.” Murdoc spoke to Hawk.
They’d each finished up, giving each other ample time for whatever they’d need to do, before they were all ready and heading to their destination.
“Right, it says one of the fireteam members doesn’t have a treasure map, who is it?” Murdoc spoke after checking the information system.
“Ain’t me ‘Doc, I’ve got it, even got the Skiffblades as my first mate.” Hawk spoke.
“Troy?” She spoke accusingly.
“What?! It isn’t me, I already told you!” The titan spoke dramatically.
“I’ve got mine, Hawk has his, it’s got to be yours!” she argued.
“Athens! Do I have my treasure map equipt?” Troy yelled to his ghost.
“He actually does-” Athens confirmed.
“Murdoc-” Hawk started.
“I know I have my map equipt, I’ve been ready to go!” Murdoc spoke exasperated.
“Murdoc-” Her ghost, Gojo, chimed in.
“No, no no no no, one of you are pulling my leg!”
“...Murdoc you don’t have a treasure map equipt.” Gojo told her, causing a chorus of laughter from her fireteam.
After a moment of silence Murdoc softly spoke, “My treasure map is now equipt…”
“Fucking blaming me and it was you! That’s fucking rich!” Troy barked in laughter.
“Just take the L, ‘Doc, it ain’t worth botherin yourself over.” Hawk told her.
“I feel actually insane- I swore I equipped it.”
“Ya probably equipped it then accidentally unequip it, ain’t no biggie.” Hawk reassured.
“Who’s your first mate anyway? Halsiks?” Troy butt in.
“You don’t say shit about Halsiks! He’s a badass sniper! I’m not going to shit on you guy’s first mates, Scur-v and the Skiffblades are also badass! Halsiks fits my style with precision kills, it would only make sense for me to have him as first mate!”
“And for once I’ve opened a can of worms-” Troy chuckled nervously.
“You just don’t appreciate precision kills with how much you barrel into shit!”
“And here I thought we’d have a normal expedition, not try to kill each other, and get some loot.” Hawk tsked.