Let it Snow: Red Start

[voidtreckermods]

The doors slam shut, the train moves. Through the snow this time but the shuddering is almost worse that entering the void. "Red team to doors." The visibility out of the window is low but they are moving further up the mountain.

The doors open, allowing red team to jump. The snow here is thick, there is little protection from the howling winds and biting cold.

Their SCA shows a route, following it will, presumably lead them to the gang that caused these problems. Here on the low slopes of the mountain there are some homesteads. Much fewer than in the town itself but cottages and small farm houses. All seem abandoned.

For now there is not much to do but to walk, forge a path through the snow. Fight the snow and ice monsters that attack and do their best to survive as they follow the map towards their goal.

Comments

[enthunder]

She didn't bother with conversation much, especially in the biting cold of the storm; she just jerked her head in a nod and stepped around the indicated patch. With the ice now visible from the new angle, she just flicked out a small burst of magic at it. Hopefully that would shatter and roughen the surface enough for the rest of Red behind them... or at least alert the next in line to pay attention.

If they didn't? Well. They were all adults, apart from Buttercup and Will, and she trusted those two to watch where they were going. She sped up her next few steps, to keep up with 47.

[rieper]

The silence was welcome. Most people tended to want to talk to him when it was unwanted or, as it was now, simply a bad time for it. It would be a better time to ask Lightning about her magical abilities later when the mission was complete and they were back on the train. It could wait.

And she got the warning just fine without words spoken, too. It wasn't that he particularly cared about the team but it did seem like it might be part of the missions they were given to work as a team and keep each other alive. That was a prerogative that he could keep in mind if not necessarily go out of his way to facilitate. At the least simple warnings and aids such as that kept him on the good side of his teammates; after all, he did have to live with them for now.

47 kept trudging through the snow at a steady pace. Once in a while he would glance back just to see if Lightning was still there or had finally moved on to tend to one of the less hardy members on the team.