Of course Dorian would show off his Ghost any chance he got. There were few things that defined a Guardian moreso than their Ghosts, after all. Bramen preferred to keep his tucked away safely when inside the Tower, as most Guardians did - though he didn't fault Dorian for keeping his visible. Once the fireteam was sorted out, he put his own Ghost back, the robot speaking inside of his head, confirming his actions. Dorian couldn't hear it but his own no doubt gave him the same information.
"Mine seats two comfortably enough," he said with a nod, knowing his ship would be suitable enough. Not nearly as flashy and impressive as Dorian's own but he'd found the blueprints himself through a stroke of good luck on one of his patrols. Who knew? Perhaps he'd find another today. Patrols, particularly ones near the colonies, always tended to yield interesting results.
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Date: 2015-03-25 07:16 pm (UTC)"Mine seats two comfortably enough," he said with a nod, knowing his ship would be suitable enough. Not nearly as flashy and impressive as Dorian's own but he'd found the blueprints himself through a stroke of good luck on one of his patrols. Who knew? Perhaps he'd find another today. Patrols, particularly ones near the colonies, always tended to yield interesting results.
"Shall we get going?"