Elijah woke up abruptly, startled as the piercing sound of the sirens struck his sensitive ears. The blinking red lights were proof something had happened to the vessel.
"Shit."
He cursed, equipping his armor and weapons from his system and exiting his cabin. The ship was shaking, and it was hard to gain his balance.
If he was fully refreshed perhaps this wouldn't have posed an issue, alas, the dark circles under his eyes were enough proof that he had been far too busy these days. The voice in the intercom scraped in his ears.
"ALERT! AQUATIC THREAT. ALL AWAKENED ARE REQUESTED TO ASSIST ON DECK."
'Billions of studs and they couldn't afford a good speaker system...'
Billions of studs had went into the development of this darned ship... And facilities were still lacking. He knew it wasn't corruption, Harrison wouldn't have allowed that at all, rather, most of the money had been spent on the metals that comprised the ship.
