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[Voice, locked to residents] --EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--EMERGENCY--
[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.]
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.]
[House 22]
Kikoku slid into the holding loop on his back, screeching journal still in hand, he walks down to the kitchen to press the button for the coffee maker so that it starts brewing.]
Yeah.
[Seeing as Itachi is taking care of the cats (who are not so happy about the noise), Law begins pulling food out of the fridge. He had made all these onigiri for his lunch (and many, many snacks) throughout the day. It would serve fine now.
A message comes across his journal and Law jots down a quick reply after putting down the onigiri. Thinks a second more... sends a second message complete with link.]
Sasuke's going to meet us at the teleporters.
[House 22]
He knows Sasuke is a capable fighter, and it's not his place to coddle him any more, but he can't help but be displeased with the idea of him being dragged with them into whatever mess they were being put in.]
... I see.
[At least they'd be able to advise him beforehand. He hastens his pace a little, getting a breakfast of bread and cheese.]
[House 22]
[He's got the explaining part covered, partner. At least the bulk of it. In between wolfing onigiri and pouring two large cups of coffee for both of them.
And before he asks.]
... she's not on the list, thankfully.
[Mikoto, at least, has been spared.]
[House 22]
Somehow, Itachi hadn't even considered that she might be pulled for the draft. It just didn't even seem like a possibility. But it was. It's a relief to know that she isn't involved, but realizing that she could be at some point nullifies this.]
Good. That's good.
[House 22]
Law puts the coffee in front of him. Drink up quick. Clock's ticking down.]
... yeah, it is. [The last couple of drafts had been vicious. This promised to be the same.] The other shinobi going are Shikamaru, Hyuuga Neji, Rock Lee and Kakashi.
[House 22]
... It's a good line-up. They're responsible and they should work well together. [And with them.]
[Not that he really wants any of them to have to go either. He takes the coffee.]
[House 22]
[Provided circumstances allow it. Sip.
... thank the seas for coffee.]
... most of our other friends will be there as well. Over half the village is on the list.
[House 22]
[He doesn't recall ever having been in a draft where they were needed this suddenly and with this many involved.
He's concerned for the safety of everyone. There's only so much he can do.]
[House 22]
Yeah. [What else can he say? They both know it's going to be bad. Flicking his eyes at the clock.] ... almost time...
[House 22]
[He's already cleaning up so he can take care of last minute arrangements.]
[House 22]
Ready.
[One cat pokes her head around the doorway before retreating back into the living room. Law shoulders Kikoku.
Time for it.]