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WHO: Will and Ariston
WHAT: Close Encounter
WHERE: Outskirts of Hasper City
WHEN: August 29th, 11 am
The slow and steadied hum of a motorcycle engine filled the air around the road. Will had been out for a wonderful morning ride, after he had finally been able to get the engine of his bike running right for the first time in the last few months. The bike was still short of the upper echelons of its performance, but it was fast enough for Will, and he was happy with that for the moment. His hands were clenched around the bike handles, and his body was locked to the seat, and the stands that his feet rested on. He was clad in a black riding jack, with two dual red stripes that it sported over each of the bicep that it covered. His helmet, as well as the plastics on the bike were colored red both to accent the other and complete the color pattern.
He had enjoyed his ride, right up until the point where his communicator had gone off, and he had been vectored towards Hasper City to investigate a strange reading coming just beyond the cities edge. The sun was still bright, and the heat of the day came off the road in those wavy lines that sometimes created mirages in the distance. Will figured it would be safer to pull over for a few minutes anyway, and take a moment to catch his breath. In the distance he could see the skyline of Hasper, but he knew it wasn’t his destination. He knew he was getting closer, as the little nav screen below his tachometer reported that his destination was only seconds away.
Finally reaching the point that the map said too, Will pulled the bike over to the side of the road, and shut off the engine. Putting the bike down on its kickstand, he pulled off his helmet revealing his dark hair covered in sweat. Setting the helmet down on the bike, he unzipped his riding jacket to let the hot air out, revealing a white t-shirt underneath. He was not able to make anything out, but that didn’t mean that nothing was there. He waited to call anything in, until he had something to report.