[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

[wise_maiden]

Heh, fair enough.[ The smile is wan, brief. ] There's not even time to talk about what we could be heading into. At least things will be quiet on your end here.

[chikaidestroyer]

Indeed. The timing is concerning, though; this draft has even less of a preparation time than when we were sent to Vaskoth.

[And they all knew how that had gone down.]

I will see you when you return.

[wise_maiden]

[ Well. No need to march into this with a solemn look; they just needed to get in and hopefully get back out without too much trouble. Most of them were battle-ready; the ones on the list who weren't... they'd sort that out when they could. She nods firmly to his words; Vaskoth's situation was not too soon forgotten. ]

... I'd better get going. Take care until then.