Bacum City
Bacum
Capellan Confederation
4 April, 3050



     The first thing Faith was aware of was a distant buzzing sound. It wasn't constant, but intermittent, like a fly or a bee intent on annoying her and robbing her of sleep. Did being passed out count as "sleep"? If the doctor asked, she decided that it would. For now, she wanted more of it. The buzzing grew louder and louder over time, until finally it seemed almost deafening in her ears.

     Her eyes snapped open for a second, and she instantly regretted it. Accompanying the morning light, or maybe it was afternoon light, she didn't know, was a massive headache, as if the light itself were a dagger being plunged into her forehead.

     "Gah! Go away! Switch off!" The noise did not respond to her commands as she screwed her eyes shut again to keep out the painful light. The only effect of her protests was to make her aware of how annoyingly dry her mouth was.

     She blindly reached out an arm, flailing about until she found the nightstand, and then her comm unit, and smacked it several times, more violently that it deserved. The buzzing sound still did not stop. She opened her eyes slowly, hoping to stave off the pain that accompanied the light. It didn't work. After several excruciating moments, she picked up her comm unit and stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds.

     "MISSED MESSAGES FROM: ORKDUNG, COL., KALLER, LTC., VANDRIL, MAJ." The buzzing continued. By now it was so loud that she was half tempted to wrap a sheet over her head to try to muffle the noise. Then, for whatever reason, it dawned on her that it was not her comm that was buzzing.

     She sprang out of bed, but her foot landed on something awkwardly and sent her spawling awkwardly onto the floor. "Shit! I'm coming, I'm coming! Just stop making that noise!" She stood up a little more slowly and gingerly regained her balance. Her eyes cast about the floor, searching for wherever her drunken self had decided to toss her clothes the previous night. Then the buzzing started again. "Oh for god's sake. I'm coming asshole, just be quiet!"

     Still mildly confused, she gave up and grabbed a handful of the bed sheet and yanked on it, then wrapped it around herself and shuffled toward the door as quickly as she was confidant that she could without taking another spill onto the floor. She made her way to the door, and yanked it open to find the three 4TCR command staff standing at her doorstep.

     "This better be good"...