[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

[Action: Ground building + Teleporters]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue was there, alert and waiting by the X-Men. She saw Gambit enter and though the tension in her shoulders didn't ease, there was a certain set to her face as if she'd just made a mental check mark. After a murmured word to Mia, she shouldered her way over to Remy.]

Gambit.

[cajunspice]

[Remy wasn't sure if having Rogue been called into action was a good thing or a bad thing. She had experience when it came to this type of merde, but it didn't make seeing a friend go into battle any less concerned.]

Bonjour cherie, nice evenin', non?

[touchofrogue]

I've had better. [She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.] Listen. We don't have much time. This is the kinda situation where it's good ta have someone to watch your back. If you want, you can join up with us for a time.

[cajunspice]

Is that so? Do I get a special X badge to wear? Better not clash with my card belt. [Yes, he's being an ass, but it was a good way to cover relieve stress of going into a situation he didn't know. It was better than worrying about what was waiting on the other side for them.]

[touchofrogue]

[X-Badge. Shit. She hadn't had time to take hers off. She hated wearing them into battle. X-Men don't do what she's had to do to survive.]

This ain't about X-Men or anythin' else. It's about stayin' alive. We get out there, an' we're what Magneto tried ta make us into: Soldiers. It's not the same as anythin' we can fight for back home.

[All the times she'd almost died because someone on her team wouldn't kill a Cultist... all the times she's had to kill because it was the best way to stay alive and to keep the people she cared about alive, the only way she saw... Rogue couldn't laugh about this.]

[cajunspice]

Now, now, I was hired by ol' Buckethead as a thief, not some soldier. Left that to Petey 'nd Johnny. [Remy pushed back what Rogue warned of, half out of a bravado that he wouldn't be drawn into doing anything he wouldn't want to do, and would get out of this place with getting blood on his hands. The other half, didn't want to think she was right. He was a thief, not a ripper. Disable someone, but not kill them. Not unless he had to.]

[touchofrogue]

[She rolled her eyes.] Like it's all about you. I was talkin' about what he was tryin' to make all of us, Swampy. Or what did ya think he was goin' for when he had ya'll plaster our faces on every TV in the land? Gawd, that was like... forever ago.

[She gave a nervous, assessing glance to the teleporters.]

I can't believe we're talkin' about this right now.

[cajunspice]

Why not now, good a time as 'ny, hein? Philosophical debate before some big unknown action, works for moi. Better than dwellin' on the 'what if's that be waitin'.

No point worryin' 'bout 'nythin' 'till we get there 'nd know what is even goin' on.

[touchofrogue]

Sayin' it's gonna be bad ain't worrying about it. It's a pure fact. A twenty minute warning? [Rogue shook her head and glanced at the teleporters again.] Look. We don't have that much time. Just know the invite's open.

[cajunspice]

'nd I 'ppreciate it, cherie. [It would depend on what they would be facing, as explosions generally didn't know the difference between friendly fire and attack on the enemy.]

Ya keep yaself in one piece.