[Voice, Locked to Residents]

[malnosso]

[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!]

Comments

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue rubbed at her eyes sleepily when she stepped in the kitchen and saw what Storm was doing.]

You really are a goddess.

[calmbeforethe]

[That gets a faint smile from her.]

I think we could all benefit from some coffee today. [She glances at the list on the table again - the whole house was going. Really? She sighs and turns back to the stove.]

[touchofrogue]

And some protein.

[Still tired, she makes her way to the refrigerator. Eggs. Bacon. She'd mash it all together. It'd take - ten, fifteen minutes to cook, tops. That left her with a half hour to slip on her uniform, grab her panic bag and go. Plenty of time.]

[calmbeforethe]

[She sends a somewhat brighter smile her way, grateful for the help. Ororo was an early-riser, but this was pushing it.]

Have there been drafts as sudden as this? [Because being given only an hour to prepare is a little extreme.]

[touchofrogue]

Not that I recall.

[Rogue frowned at the eggs.]

Must mean it's bad out there.

[calmbeforethe]

[Ororo had been on a draft before, and as terrible as that experience was, she had time to prepare herself for it. She wonders how this particular one would go.]

Bad enough to require to include as many as they did on this list. [She waves a hand in the general direction of the journal.]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue made a small noise of agreement before she glanced over her shoulder at Ororo.]

Which one were you with us on?

[calmbeforethe]

Just the naval battle, but we were given ample time to prepare then, I believe. [From what she remembers, anyway. Or at least, it'd been more than an hour, and at a more respectable time of the day to boot.]

[touchofrogue]

Oh - right. Yeah, that was a while ago. I don't think I was on that one with you.

[calmbeforethe]

[Ororo nods distractedly. The coffee's done, so she takes the carafe and starts pouring out a few cups.]

No, I'd gone alone. [She gives Rogue a bit of a smile.] But not for this. It's been a while since we fought together.

[touchofrogue]

[A perfunctory return smile, a quirk of the lips.]

This ain't exactly ideal circumstances.

[calmbeforethe]

Nevertheless, I feel better with you and Logan on my side.

[touchofrogue]

Mia too. [Rogue beings to crack the eggs in preparation.] You'll be impressed with her when we get out there.

[calmbeforethe]

We worked together briefly, during my first draft. It's where we met, actually. I'm sure she's improved since then, as well.