[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!]

[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... ]