779 moved with great caution her Triplex system running Gig upon Gig of possibilities through Alpha's Logic matrix as Beta kept are running scenario of probable tragic ends. She was thankful that she was able to supersede the two other parts of herself as Omega Primary or she'd be too confused to react.

Pausing she reached down her hand to touch the barren patch of rock beneath her feet so she might engage her tactile sensors in a secondary function as tectonic vibration sensors. Meanwhile 779 engaged her enhanced aural sensors in her helmet sweeping all sound from the air and analyzing it for machine content.

While awaiting results from her locality sensor check 779 looked at Alpha's work on the music broadcast to see if she'd discovered any meaning to it. Finding nothing in Alpha's work 779 then checked Beta's more emotional analyzing of the signal and was surprised to find that one of her answers was that the broadcast was a lonely call for companionship.

"An interesting thought" was all she could say about Beta's finding.

Standing slowly so as not to over tax her stealth suit's ability to render her invisible 779 looked over the sensor data and felt Beta grow nervous. She was detecting several machine source aural signals and her tactile sensors though not calibrated for detailed tectonic analyzation had discovered heavy ground vibrations which meant heavy war machines.

"Lovely" she thought to herself as she moved out once more to recon the area.

As she moved along she smiled in her helmet hearing Beta singing
[I]"The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"[/I]

Perhaps Beta was right about the music and who ever was playing it was merely trying to soothe their loneliness.