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[Voice, locked to residents] --EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--
[At 2:15AM, the journals suddenly blare out an alarm, followed by this message.]
EMERGENCY. EMERGENCY. This is an emergency.
The following occupants of the Luceti enclosure must report to the teleporters in twenty minutes. You are required as reinforcements in Region 13. Bring all necessary armaments with you. You will be teleported directly into combat.
Anyone who fails to comply will be forcibly escorted to the teleporters by droids.
This is not a drill. I repeat: this is not a drill. You have twenty minutes.
[The message repeats twice more, the alarm continuing until the twenty minutes has elapsed. No questions will be answered.]
EMERGENCY. EMERGENCY. This is an emergency.
The following occupants of the Luceti enclosure must report to the teleporters in twenty minutes. You are required as reinforcements in Region 13. Bring all necessary armaments with you. You will be teleported directly into combat.
Anyone who fails to comply will be forcibly escorted to the teleporters by droids.
This is not a drill. I repeat: this is not a drill. You have twenty minutes.
[The message repeats twice more, the alarm continuing until the twenty minutes has elapsed. No questions will be answered.]
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As their departure time nears, she catches sight of Ion, who is trembling so badly it's visible at a distance, and remembers his reaction to even talking about drafts. She puts down whatever is in her hands and goes to him, drawing him into a hug without saying anything.]
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[He won't make much effort to return the hug, afraid that he might lose what little composure he's still holding on to, but he does lean into it. Aside from Tear and perhaps Jade, Nephry was the only one in the house who knew why drafts terrified him so much.]
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Just breathe, Ion. You won't be by yourself.
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[She can feel him wanting to drop, and she holds tighter.]
I'll walk with all of you to the teleporters.
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...thank you, Nephry. [...] I'll... I'll go sit down for a moment.
[He'd ask for tea to calm his nerves, but there's probably not even time enough for the water to boil.]
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I didn't know it was still this bad.
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...I still have nightmares about it sometimes. I suppose I just... never really got over it. [And he couldn't help but feel so pathetic about it. Even know, his shoulder is throbbing in phantom-pain again, as though it was remembering the last time along with him.]
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Why didn't you want to tell anyone?
[It's gentle, not admonishing, as she's aware that his reasons may be too private to share.]
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[How much time does he even have now? The others should be getting to leave by now.]
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I'll be here when you come back. If you need to talk then, and feel like you can.
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[He just needed to focus on it like that. Not if. When.]
...thank you, Nephry.