0630 hours. It was hard enough getting out of bed knowing the workload in store for you. Your office is greeted by the grey, overcast skies of Terra's barrens; setting the mood for the day. As you seat yourself at the quaint desk, you feel the entire Babel land ship rumble and shake. Following it are the screeches of alarms and dozens of rushed footsteps thudding outside your door.

"Excuse me, sorry I- OOF! How rude! You young operators need to watch where you're going. Coming through. I need to... get to..."

The door clicks open, the alarms blaring loudly into your office as Theresa slips in and quickly shuts it behind her back. Her face was red, and her usually gorgeous pink hair was frazzled. She sighs with relief, before her gaze meets yours. Her body flinches, and after a moment of silence an awkward chuckle escapes her

"A-ah..! Gomen, gomen Doctor. I may have um... messed up a teensy bit."