BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BE-*SMACK*
Keita slapped the top of the alarm clock so hard it almost flew off the table. With a grunt and a sigh he rolled over, trying to settle back into the comfortable position he had been sleeping so soundly in. Within minutes he felt himself drifting off again, only to be suddenly disturbed by a new intrusion.
BRRTZ-BRRTZ. BRRTZ-BRRTZ. BRRTZ-BRRTZ..
The tigerboy smacked the alarm clock again, then paused when the buzzing didn't stop. Grumbling, he sat up and ineffectively tossed a pillow towards the sound. The pillow half-landed on his desk, muffling the noise for a moment, then fell off. Keita could see the source of the noise now - his communicator, doing a vibrating dance across the desk and threatening to take a nose-dive onto the ground. Keita scrambled out of bed and rushed to catch it before the sensitive device finished its suicidal trek.
"Good morning, Keita. I trust I didn't wake you?"
Keita blinked at the muffled voice coming out of his comm. He hadn't realized that in his mad dash across the room, he had accidentally answered it. He slumped back against his desk, then tapped his ear, activating his earpiece before syncing it to his communicator and responding.
"'course not, Doc. You know me. Early riser and all that." Keita suppressed a yawn before continuing. "So what's up? Wanted to push up the meeting for today?"
"Yes, if that's possible. There's been some incidents that we need to discuss."
The voice on the other end of the line was steady and almost indifferent, but it was the words and not the tone that made Keita's sleep-deprived brain quickly shift into focus.
"Incidents, Doc?" Keita said. "What kind of incidents we talking about here? Like someone stubbed their toe, or a fight broke out, or someone needs to be rescued, or.."
"Will you be available in an hour? I have other calls to make," the voice said, rising in volume to speak over the increasingly nervous tigerboy.
Keita closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. "A hour. I can do that, no prob."
"Thank you. Be safe."
Keita tapped his earpiece to end the conversation. "An incident," he mumbled to himself. "I wonder how much that's code for 'serious earthshaking shit is going down.'"
A minute passed as Keita lost himself in thought. He knew that no matter what his instincts were telling him, this "incident" couldn't be too dangerous yet, or else he would have been woken by screams of terror instead of a soft buzz. His ears perked as he fell silent, listening..
Nothing. At least, nothing he could hear.
Hesitantly, the tigerboy walked across the room to his window and stood before the closed blinds. After a moment, he slid them aside and looked out, half-expecting to see fires, destruction, chaos in the streets..
Nothing unusual there either. Just the houses around his, the city far in the distance, and the massive, all-encompassing walls beyond that.
Just another normal day in The Complex.
