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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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[Asbel takes a seat at the table. He doesn't really even see Richard, though he knows he's there. Asbel's eyes are barely open, he being too tired to even open them yet. It's a miracle he managed to make it to the kitchen.]

If I had my way, I wouldn't be, trust me.

[Richard sets the cup of tea on the table in front of Asbel before taking a seat across from him and picking up his own cup, but he makes no move to drink from it, instead just staring at the steaming liquid.]

... Isamu's been summoned as well.

[He shouldn't even have to explain why that worries him so much.]

[...Well, that's one way to get Asbel to wake up. His eyes snap open widely now.]

What...?

His name was on the list.

[And it's pretty obvious from the look on his face just how Richard feels about that.]

[He falls quiet, just utterly a small "...Damn."]

We'll have to protect him. He's learned a few things about combat while he's been here, but it's nowhere near enough to go up against the Third Party.

Maybe there'll be somewhere we can hide him to keep him safe.

Like those cabins in Windor?

[Hmm, that might be worth a try...]

Right. There has to be somewhere...

I'll do whatever it takes to keep him from getting hurt.

[If Asbel hasn't already picked up on his feelings for Isamu, the intensity with which he says this might be a bit of a clue.]

[Voice, Locked to Residents]

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