An explosion woke her.

[i]I... [b]hope[/b] that wasn't my alarm.[/i] Well, she was alert now. It didn't sound like it came from her bedroom. More like... the window. She sat up from the couch she had fallen asleep at, watching Kung-Fu flicks, and rose to cross to the window. She pushed the drapes aside and gasped at what she saw. The building across the street... She steps away from the window before running to get the things she needs and go. Luckily, she had packed the night before, too. She makes sure to grab a crystal tied securely with a special cable, using special knots. She grabs a backpack of clothes and things, and slips on hard light skate projectors over her shoes as she hops out the door.

She races to the parking garage and gets her vehicle started just in time. It disengages from the hangar structure and floats out as Terra gets situated in the driver's seat. She's busy setting her communications equipment to emergency frequencies and known military frequencies. She's late... she may be missing orders. She needs to-

[i]"- of the Exeralune speaking. Am I on? Yes?"[/i]

Blah blah blah. Okay, so someone was-

[i]"...battle stations... not a drill..."[/i]

The woman slumped forward to head her head against the piloting wheel, but her attention was quickly brought back to her objective as another bombardment round hit her apartment. Her destination was set to go and she floored it. The little craft zipped down the pre-mapped flight routes, though... She looked up at the sky just in time to see something coming. She engages a protocol override and jerks the feel clear of another shot.

Who drives legally anyway?

She flew through holes in buildings that didn't used to be there and other such things, making a beeline for the hangar. Then something exploded [i]above[/i] her, as she was coming up on the base. And then something winged her, sending her craft into a wild spin. She made preparations and ejected before crashing, throwing her through the air. The parachute in her seat deploys and softens her momentum before she hits the ground. Her hard light skates flickered to life and the buckle on her seat was undone, and she dropped away from the speeding seat as it neared the ground. She drops on a slope in a careful crouch, picking up speed before she hurtled into the hangar.

Since then, she's been working hard on board the ship, trying to ignore the chaos outside as she tends to communications equipment. Ignore the fact her car was totalled while she was blatantly ignoring driving regulations. Ignore the fact all her belongings were destroyed. Ignore the fact that the city is being attacked. She had to work right now.

And she had to do some repairs to the exterior antenna, too. Looks like something hit when it busted through the ceiling. She was doing that when the first shots were fired. Repairs were finished in a hurry before she ducked inside a nearby maintenance hatch, scrambling to the corridor below. It was the same hatch she had used to get up there in the first place. She found herself leaned up against a wall, clutching her Aevan Imprinted Crystal. The one thing she couldn't replace... it was a very important gift.

She moved to get up but found herself flinching. She'd... been shot. Winged in the shoulder. "Gotta get to medbay." She leans herself up against a wall and tries to hold her shoulder as still as possible. "... Where was medbay?" Well... she wasn't going to find it by standing around here. First thing to do was to leave the maintenance cooridors. She had to wonder who she'd run into, stumbling out of a maintenance corridor with a gunshot. Hopefully she'd run into someone.