The two primes made their trek across the fields of snow and ice. Aside from the occasional errant noise or sight of some creature of the frozen fields scurrying among the drifts and banks of frost, and the ever-present whistling, whining of the wind, it was quiet. Silent as the grave. From the gate behind them, now long-distant and all but lost on the horizon among the swirling snowfall, to the distant, blurred shape of the mountains looming among the sky, everything was serene. It gave the place a pervasive, grasping sense of quiet dread. Or perhaps it was blessed solitude? It was difficult to say.
Several long, quiet minutes into their journey across the fields, the duo of primes would finally find the monotony broken by a sound. A sharp, crackling hiss of static. Errant flakes of snow and a gathering of frost steamed and melted away, leaving the liberator aides of the two clear, showcasing the screen alive and alight. A glare of soft blue light lit up the entire screen, showing a fizzling sheen of snowy static. It slowly dissolved, the image of a simple radar making itself clear. It pinged softly, alerting to an all clear in its vicinity, but showing a simple arrow at the northwestern perimeter, a small, bright red symbol near it. Slowly flickering, waving back and forth across a zone of a few degrees of the circular edge. Nebula forces detected. Beyond the immediate range of the radar, but it had already begun to more or less hone in on it.
There did appear to be...something else, showing on the radar. North by northwest, not quite in a straight line to their destination, another soft bleep sounded, a nondescript dot appearing on the radar. A deep, dark purple in color. It remained stationary, unlike the signal for Nebula's forces.
Several long, quiet minutes into their journey across the fields, the duo of primes would finally find the monotony broken by a sound. A sharp, crackling hiss of static. Errant flakes of snow and a gathering of frost steamed and melted away, leaving the liberator aides of the two clear, showcasing the screen alive and alight. A glare of soft blue light lit up the entire screen, showing a fizzling sheen of snowy static. It slowly dissolved, the image of a simple radar making itself clear. It pinged softly, alerting to an all clear in its vicinity, but showing a simple arrow at the northwestern perimeter, a small, bright red symbol near it. Slowly flickering, waving back and forth across a zone of a few degrees of the circular edge. Nebula forces detected. Beyond the immediate range of the radar, but it had already begun to more or less hone in on it.
There did appear to be...something else, showing on the radar. North by northwest, not quite in a straight line to their destination, another soft bleep sounded, a nondescript dot appearing on the radar. A deep, dark purple in color. It remained stationary, unlike the signal for Nebula's forces.
Quote:Side Mission opportunity.
You have the option of deviating from a straight path to investigate the unidentified signature on the radar, or ignoring it and continuing on to investigate the source of the Nebula signal. You have 48 hours to make a post, up to 500 words, detailing your decisions. Happy hunting.