[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

[cajunspice]

[A valid point, and Remy offered a half shrug to her comment. He would be the same, no doubt, even if he wasn't looking forward to what was waiting for them... whatever it was.]

Too true, petite. Ya been through these before?

[frost_jewel]

Yes, several times. [Significantly fewer begin this way, with no notice and wee-hour alarms.] Usually everything is more organized. More...contained.

[cajunspice]

That so... [That didn't sound good. A sudden draft for random people screamed trouble.] So we be headin' into a hell of a situation.

[frost_jewel]

Probably.

[She's packed her bag with just about everything she could think might be useful. And a handful of plastic straws.]

I don't even know where to begin in telling you what we might face.

[cajunspice]

[And Remy had no clue where to start asking questions, there were too much to cover and there was no guarantee Mia would even know the answer.]

That ok petite gotta 'xperience these things for yaself some times, hein? [A plan would be nice, but improvisation would have to do.]

[frost_jewel]

It's not an experience I would wish on my friends. [She counts Remy among them. A shadowy friend.]

[cajunspice]

Ya makin' this harder 'nd harder for me to try 'nd see the humour in this. [He would appreciate it, even if see it misguided, to know Mia thought that.]

Not 'mpossible, but harder.

[frost_jewel]

[There isn't any humor in it. Mia looks at Remy and decides not to say so.]

If you want humor, then you'll need to find Kurt. The two of you could probably cheer each other up for hours.

[cajunspice]

Donno if, [Remy stopped himself from saying 'fuzzy' or 'bleu', unsure who exactly knew Kurt's real appearance still. It was better to just assume no one did than accidentally out the kid.] that boy shares the same view of humour as me.

[frost_jewel]

No one else in all the worlds has quite the same take on humor as Kurt does. At least, no one I've ever met. [It's making her smile. Kurt is far too silly for his own good but it helps in darker moments.]

[cajunspice]

He be a good kid. [It was nice to see a bit of a smile on her, despite what they were about to head into.] Though got to say, wouldn't stand in his way between him 'nd the kitchen from what I hear.

[frost_jewel]

You hear correctly. But it wouldn't hurt him, if you did, he can just warp himself right into the kitchen around you.

[cajunspice]

Think be more the case that I be worried of him takin' a chunk out of moi if I be standin' too close to his meal.

Ya take care of yaself out therepetite, 'nd yell if I be close 'nd ya need a hand.

[frost_jewel]

Take care of yourself, too, please. [Not least because Mia's closest friends would be very upset if anything happened to him. And he's growing on her.]

[cajunspice]

Moi? 'lways. [His grins said otherwise as Remy offered her a little mock salute and continued his path to the teleporters.]