[Voice, locked to residents] --EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--

[malnosso]

[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.]

Comments

[distressedude]

I... didn't like talking about it. Though I suppose now it's... a bit late to worry about that.

[How much time does he even have now? The others should be getting to leave by now.]

[silversnowfall]

[There aren't any words comforting enough, nothing to fix it. They go by choice or they are made to go by force.]

I'll be here when you come back. If you need to talk then, and feel like you can.

[distressedude]

I'll try to keep that in mind. [It might bring him some comfort. Someone would be waiting for him when he got back.]

[He just needed to focus on it like that. Not if. When.]

...thank you, Nephry.