Once the briefing was complete, Galen leaned back onto the couch. It sounded like a fairly standard mission, with the inclusion of enemy armored units. [i]I know how to kill armored units[/i], he thought. Well, the ones back then, they may have changed since his training. He made a mental note to study these newer model of Fallen Walkers, probably in the field. He raised his eyebrows and sighed lightly, three hours with these strangers.

[b]"Hey...um..."[/b] A voice spoke up, robotic in nature. He could hear the slight distortion at the end of every word, [b]"You sure you want to use a Khvostov here? I'm sure Nova has a better weapon stashed away somewhere on this ship."[/b]
Galen looked over to the Guardian who addressed him and saw him doing some maintenance on a very impressive looking firearm. Aiden-12, he overheard him introduce himself. [i]A very strange name for a person[/i], he thought to himself. The Guardian finished the maintenance and holstered the rifle, pulling out another impressive gun, a handgun this time to do its maintenance. Galen rubbed the back of his neck, wondering when he would get weapons as spectacular as that.
[b]"After all, if these fallen are really enough trouble to warrant the Speaker sending a squad this large after them, there's definitely reason to be well-equipped."[/b] He finished. Galen looked around and did a mental headcount. [b]This is a large squad?[/b] He thought to himself, it was a fairly standard squad to him. [i]Perhaps Guardians usually worked in fireteam sizes?[/i]

Another Guardian introduced himself. Spectre, a common callsign. He noted a few things he had done in previous missions. The Vault of Glass, The Death of Crota. Atheon and Skolas. And even the elimination of The House of Wolves. An entire House of Fallen he assumed. These Fallen must be separated on a House-system. All of these names were foreign to him, but they sounded like they were serious business. Spectre took off his helmet and offered a game of Poker. Kazik, the Fallen assigned to their squad spoke up next. As he was speaking, his eyes fell on Galen for a few seconds. Galen stared back, but rather more fascinated with Kaziks four arms. And then with his technology when he activated his Void shields. Others introduced themselves and joined in the game of gambling. Galen was never one for gambling, and he didn't have these strange coins that everyone else had anyways. He then remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

[b]"Oh right..."[/b] He began quietly, [b]"I'm uh, Spec-4 Galen Vassar. I was an Anti-Armor trooper in my platoon, before I died."[/b] He introduced himself, wondering if any in his company had revived as Guardians, [b]"And I uh, actually don't have better weapons than this."[/b] He shrugged, turning to Aiden-12, [b]"If there is a better gun stowed away on this ship, I'd really appreciate it."[/b]