[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

[stopmjolnirtime]

The situation must be dire indeed.

[It does little to comfort him- but the promise of knowledge of his enemies? Warms him a little. That someone so young and fierce has battled them and come through after is heartening.]

Then you might tell me what I should expect. I've heard of these cultists but I have not faced them myself. What do you know of them?

[fashionably_strong]

Not too much, but I can tell you that their wings are just as vulnerable as ours, although they're bigger and can be used for flight.

[It's something she's made great use of when fighting against them in the Battle Dome training simulations.]

Apparently all attempts at reasoning with them have failed and they're determined to kill every last person in Luceti and enclosures just like ours. I can confirm the 'wanting to kill us' part personally. Dad and I didn't even DO anything to them and they tried to kill us. They wouldn't even explain themselves.

[stopmjolnirtime]

A fanatical foe is one of the most worrisome. Such determination could be bent to our advantage but only if we know its terms. The more I hear of them? The less I should wish to do so.

[He drums his fingers on the haft of Mjolnir, mind sorting through what he has read and been told, attempting to pick through for what will be of the most use once they're in battle.]

[fashionably_strong]

The best thing to do is just go in fighting them seriously, I think. A captured Third Party cultist might be more likely to talk things out with everyone if he or she had been away from the rest of the Third Party for a couple of months...but as a group? No. They're crazy and they need to go down so that they don't hurt people who can't protect themselves.

[It's that last part that makes her resolved to fight. She's not an experienced warrior like Thor or her father, but she can protect herself much better than some.]

[stopmjolnirtime]

I fear the haste with which we have been gathered that may already be the case, Lady Bulla.

[fashionably_strong]

[Bulla frowns and looks down, thinking on that for a moment.]

You might be right, Thor. I hope you're wrong and that they realized the Third Party were moving in before anyone was hurt, but...

[Well, if they were under siege and had been attacked by surprise, it does explain having to call upon people at two in the morning with twenty minutes' notice.]

[stopmjolnirtime]

Tis better to prepare for whatever we might face than it is to hope. We shall do what we can for those we arrive in time to lend our aid- but the rest? We cannot carry the burden of worry.

[fashionably_strong]

Yeah...

[Bulla nods and lets her expression brighten. She's not feeling completely optimistic, but she does try to keep a positive outlook as much as possible.]

So let's teach these Third Party creeps not to mess with our enclosure!

[stopmjolnirtime]

They will learn, and learn well that we are not to be trifled with.

[ Bulla's determination is heartening. Whatever they might face? They will face it well, and perhaps come through intact. ]