The Boot Shiner (Destiny OCs x Male Reader)

Chapter 3: Serenity Eventually

Tess and I worked through the rest of our days. Nothing special really happened, but my wish to see Fenchurch only grew stronger. I wish I could've met him once more and told him that I was dying. Wait... perhaps I can write him a letter...

Sometimes, my genius, it's almost... dangerously low. I feel as if I'm an idiot sometimes for not thinking of things clearly. That's a big issue with me thanks to my artistic, designer brain, I overcomplicate and overthink things way too much.

That question still lingers in the back of my mind. I shrugged it off in the morning, thinking that it wouldn't haunt me. "What are the strange feelings, Y/N?", is how I remember it...

I don't know, but I seemed to have encountered another member of the Phantom fireteam. I've run into all three of them in the span of three days, which is a huge new record as these three are almost never here. Serenity-1 is there, talking with her ghost, Kovik, outside of her vault terminal.

Her armor, big, bulky, yet form-fitting and shiny, glistens in the sunset, just like her shiny, metallic head. As an Exo, she does a great job keeping her paint pristine, and I help with that too. I once repainted the golden stripe and star that goes along her head to match her golden internals. They look more yellow, but I imagine them a shade of gold.

Tess and I continue walking, and as impressed as I am with my work on her, I can't stare for too long, or else it becomes too awkward. So, off to one of the many bars, not very specific, I know, but a bar nonetheless with Tess... Nonetheless with Tess... That's an interesting rhyme.

I can still drink, that part is true, but I'm unable to drink anyone under the table let alone a guardian. Of all people, the person I list expect, quiet and self-conscious Serenity-1 to be having a drink next to me. I don't think she even realizes I'm here, or maybe she does, and this is how she reaches out, who knows? Serenity, as I mentioned earlier, has shiny, white, pearl-surfaced armor on, combined with her metallic gray, pale blue frame makes a good combination. Her yellow markings make a nice contrast, same with her internals.

Her frame is an older design, but definitely NOT made by the Black Armory, considering she has a full mouth that I'm watching suckle down a beer. Her ghost lays with its hover mode disabled, resting on the bar counter on a coaster. Tess, after tapping my shoulder, starts shaking me, then pulling me around to look at her.

Tess: It's rude to stare...

Y/N: There's a lot over there to stare at. Plus, like she noticed... I'm more impressed with the work I did on her. She's one of the few guardians that I know of that... y'know... really treated my work with respect rather than cover it in all-black shaders or took off the gear not a month later.

Tess: The all-black really does infuriate me so, that I do agree on.

Y/N: If you have no fashion sense... like... just say so and let others make the decisions for you. At least Mox's Pale Heart garb looks fantastic. The furry parts all move on their own and I made a chroma that looks like transcendent energy is flowing around her. Oh, it's beautiful armor.

Tess: I have seen that, and I was surprised it was even armor.

Y/N: It still is, it still channels light, it can still be modified to suit her needs. It's another piece that I'm proud of. Now, Chase on the other hand? I had her in today, she wrecked her suit. One thing she lacks is elegance, definitely, while Mox just lacks hygiene.

Tess: Basic social skills too...

Y/N: They all lack that in their own way...

I feel a hand grab on my shoulder, hard and firm, huge... with a hint of vibration with the amount of force exerted. I notice there's a pearl-colored panel covering the top of its hand, and I immediately know who it is by the automated voice.