Tarvas was surprised by a message coming on the intercom this late; but he was even more surprised when he heard he was going into active duty. Well, [i]there goes training[/i].

Since his room was just around the corner, it only took a minute for him to get on his guard uniform. Around him was the sounds of people running through the halls and a bit of chaos. [i]Nobody is prepared for this[/i].

He quickly went to the weapons room, which he had passed several times in his wanderings, and almost charged in, noticing few people if anyone had even gotten as far as him yet. This was good, he had some choices. He wasn't sure why he was making haste. Perhaps it was because things before now were rather boring... and this would be an opportunity to prove himself.

He snatched a pistol and spent a few seconds looking at the table. he made a quick decision and grabbed a rifle; he wasn't one to be fancy. He hesitated and put on a few gadgets including small flashbangs into pockets of his uniform.

He made his way up to the roof, still moving fast, and came out on top, panting a little bit, realizing he was one of the first people there. He made it... he made it.