[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!]

[pokeboy]

I'll walk with you. [ That was good to hear. There were teleporters all around, so just by that, the trainer had no idea which it meant.

Red doesn't stop Silver in his walking, either; walk and chatting is good enough. He lifts up the bag in his hand, just in indication than to hand to him right then. ]

I've got some food and medicine in here - I want you to take it before you go.

[ Preparation for training made before bed time, but food and drink that would be put to better use for those in the house going out. Even if some of it wasn't the healthiest. ]

[Action!]

[feistytrader]

[A bag of food and medicine... That's more than he expected. He's got supplies on him- some first aid supplies, his knife, some food and water- but he's not going to refuse extras. There's never enough on a draft.

It stops him in his tracks, at least for a moment- and then he nods his head and continues moving.]

Thank you. [He can take it when they get there.]

[Action!]

[pokeboy]

[ He pauses with Silver, but continues along with him. ]

Most of the house is going... you'll all need everything you can get. [ For their pokémon, for themselves - how long did drafts go on for? Could even an estimation be made? It makes Red want to ask almost, but he keeps his mouth shut on that. Did Silver really want to think about it? ]

[Action!]

[feistytrader]

That's right. I'll be sure to share with them. [And keep them safe as much as he can, but it's a task easier said than done. Still, he keeps his nerves to himself.]

[Action!]

[pokeboy]

[ He makes a small brief noise in acknowledgement to Silver's words but says none of his own, leaving for the sounds of others stirring around them and their bags and footsteps to take away the silence. Red may usually be one to happily talk away on other days, but heading off for war was not a daily occurrence. Small chitchat is hardly appropriate to start on his end, and it's not on his mind to do.

Except maybe trying to think of what is appropriate to say... ]