Until Its Return

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Until Its Return
Until Its Return.jpg
Production overview

Weapon type:

Shotgun

Intrinsic frame:

Rapid-fire

Is craftable:

Yes

Patterns needed:

5

Min-max impact:

65

Min-max stability:

32

Min-max handling:

36

Min-max magazine:

7

Specifications

Ammunition type:

Special Ammo

Damage:

Strand

Hidden stats

Aim assistance:

67

Zoom:

12

Recoil:

70

Bounce intensity:

30

Bounce direction:

Tends Left

 

"The day will come."
— Weapon Description

Until Its Return is a Strand Rapid-fire frame Shotgun released alongside Season of the Deep. It can be unlocked from Salvage and Deep Dive activities and can also be acquired from rank-up reward packages from the Sonar Station on the H.E.L.M. [1] It is based off of the Last Man Standing gun model.

Perks[edit]

Barrel Bowstring Blade Haft Magazine Arrow Guard Perk 1 Perk 2 Stock Grip Origin

Smallbore Tactical Mag Overflow Collective Action Unsated Hunger
Rifled Barrel Appended Mag Well-Rounded Trench Barrel
Full Choke Steady Rounds Ensemble Harmony
Corkscrew Rifling Extended Mag Auto-Loading Holster Cascade Point
Extended Barrel Accurized Rounds Threat Detector Surrounded
Smoothbore Light Mag Offhand Strike Vorpal Weapon
Steady Hands Adrenaline Junkie

Lore[edit]

Whatever their odds of success, the plan was sound. They each had their assignments. Sloane turned away to examine a projection of the lower sections of the Arcology. Zavala glanced over the first of the scouting reports.

Working alongside Deputy Commander Sloane felt perfectly natural, as if the years that parted them had been restored alongside Titan. Zavala had expected the silence that followed to be equally familiar, even companionable.

The truth was apparent in the abrasive passage of each minute. The faint sense memory of ozone in his nostrils. The gulf between them had merely shifted in quality: deep, not wide.

Zavala set the datapad aside. "Sloane. There's one more item of business."

She turned to face him, ever dutiful. "Sir?"

"It's been a day for reunions, hasn't it?" He nodded to Targe.

A parcel materialized into Zavala's hands in a burst of Light and transmat energy. It was heavy, wrapped carefully in cloth and secured with buckled straps that Zavala made short work of.

Sloane stared. "Thought it'd be collecting dust on somebody's wall by now."

"A mutual friend felt very strongly that it belonged in your hands."

Sloane hesitated. Her expression hardened; she reached out to grip the handle of the blade, and hefted Crown-Splitter aloft with ease.

Sloane smiled.

"Feels like it never left."

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