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[At approximately 4AM in the morning of the 25th, the journals will suddenly blare with the sound of an alarm, followed quickly by this message:]

Attention, Region Six. This is an emergency. The following occupants are required to report to the teleporters in one hour to act as a reserve force for an unscheduled battle located in Region Eleven, designation Vaskoth.

[A list of names is posted.]

Those who refuse will be forcibly dragged, and we take no responsibility for any injuries obtained should that happen. Anyone not summoned will not be accepted, either as additional forces or as replacements for someone else. Weaponry and equipment not native to this world is incompatible with the nature of your location, and will therefore not be permitted. Suitable replacements may be available to you at your destination. You will rendezvous with Specialist Davis upon arrival, and he will direct you from there.

I repeat, you have one hour. Don't waste your preparation time with pointless questions. Get moving.

[ooc: as stated, the commandant won't answer willy-nilly, so this post can be used for draft prep if you want! Also the full draft details a HERE, for anyone who missed it!]

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[Having been used to military life, the Chief Petty Officer is relatively swift in sitting atop her bed to listen to the report. She rubs her head.]

Damn it...

All drafted, listen up.

Warnings from last handbook still apply: Don't go in open roads, strike from hidden spots, stay communicated at all times, always go in fire teams, and pay attention to your environment.

Take care out there, and good luck.

Edited 2012-10-25 04:53 (UTC)

[Keimi shifts slightly from her position next to the taller girl. She groans, trying to squirm her way into a more wakeful state. When Daisy finishes talking, she sits up, rubbing her eyes.]

Daisy-chin?

Daisy, out.

[She ends her message, and closes her book. For a moment, the Spartan doesn't face her as she remains in bed. She is already used to see her name in the list of drafted, she becomes sad the times it is not there.

But how does she tell Keimi this?]

There was an announcement from the Malnosso.

[She nods.] I heard it...

[It always pained her to have Daisy leaving for missions, but there is nothing she can do about it, here. The Malnosso have asked for her, personally, and without volunteering on her behalf. There's no masking that worried expression, however.]

An hour isn't a lot of time. What can I do to help?

[One hour is still a lot of time to spare for a Spartan. Ironically enough, the things she'd want to ready the most are the ones forbidden from this battle. She would have to fight without the MJOLNIR. Without her ODST Battle Dress. Even without her MA5C.

Weapons and armor would have to come in later.]

Just food and coffee. I shouldn't take long dressing up.

[She nods again, wiggling her way out of the comforting grip of the blankets and into her wheelchair sitting beside her side of the bed.]

I'll make something quick.

Thanks.

[She gives Keimi a swift hug -- before she stands up to ready herself: Shower, brush her teeth, dress in a clean service uniform, and manage her vastly-longer-than-regulation hair into a braid.

It feels odd. Conflicting. Among Spartans, it was never strange to wake up at a moment's notice.

What is strange now is this. Having Keimi with only an hour left.]

[While Daisy is in the shower, Keimi makes her way to the kitchen and begins cooking eggs and sausage for her. She thinks, for a moment, about how much better she has gotten at preparing and cooking meat since the two had begun dating. Even the smell of meat was strange to her, in the beginning, but now it's just a normal part of every dinner.]

[Upon coming back to Keimi, the Chief sits beside her as they eat, smiling to her for the gesture of having meat served as part of their breakfast.

It should be a normal breakfast. But the two of them know why is it earlier than usual. She doesn't know how to make light of it.

Instead, she settles to hold her as she finishes her plate.]

[She smiles, or tries to, anyway. The young mermaid knows that she needs a brave face right now. Daisy is a soldier, and they're calling her into action. Tears and protests will only make things harder on both of them, and she wants her lover to come home safe. She wraps her arms tight around the taller girl's waist, pressing her chest against hers until she can feel her heart beat. She needed that. It would be the last time in a while she'd get to feel it.]

Do you have everything you need, Darling-chin?

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Our first chance to work together, and we can't even use our own weapons.

[Luke salutes]

I'll see you out there Daisy. Look for me when we get there, you and I should be doing some recon.

Yes, sir. I can work with improvised gear. I'll be right over.

[And she's already used to Command BS. It's too usual for her tastes.]

Good. I'll be at the teleporters.

[And true to his word he's there to greet his training partner. No droids for him, General Skywalker is ready for action]

I'll also be there. [If she could speak more clearly: She's glad to be there alongside Daisy.]

Ami, you're familiar with urban combat?

[In spite of the serious question, there calmness -- almost like a friend asking another if she had read a book.]

I'll be working with the medics for the most part. I'm familiar with tending injuries. [Especially after Luceti. And after growing closer to Daisy, she leaves a filtered message in addition:]

[Private Past this Point]

Our battles were also always in the city.

Then you have experience with it. You'll still need someone to cover you once we enter the fray.

I'll try joining you when I can, but I'll need to be in the heat of things when it happens.

I understand. We need your strength and power there.

[Lupin was displeased. Very displeased, on so many levels...

He couldn't think of anything to say to most of the others, but on this front he had something useful. State of mind was as important as skill and planning in any soldier, if his memories from that lifetime he shouldn't have had held true.]

Whatever happens here...I'll take care of her.

[He didn't feel like he had to say who.]

[He does not need to. That Keimi had to be there to see Daisy leave was a punch strong enough for the two of them.

She was going to need someone to be with her during this hard time. She nods upon hearing the message.]

Thank you, Lupin... Be safe.

Anytime, Daisy.

[A pause. He would take care of Keimi if something happened village side, which he suspected would. There was always something when there was a draft. He would always take care of Keimi.]

...You too. Stay safe, and take 'em out.

I will. And thanks.

A whole hour they're giving us? can't be that big of an emergency [He laughs humorlessly]

All the same, I'll see you out there. [Michael effects a quick salute and closes up his journal]

From where I'm from? It's a privilege. [She smiles to him as well -- if only for show.] Good luck, Michael. Stay well.

You to. And as always, if you need fire support you know who to call.

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