<strong>Meanwhile ~~</strong><br/><br/>The phone on the desk rang insistently. Shift Leader Penney glanced at it as he shuffled papers from one basket to another.<br/><br/>From the other room Shift Sergeant Fallingsworth answered from the Sergeant’s Desk. Fallingsworth held the phone to his ear and leaned out over the end of his desk.<br/><br/>“Sir, it’s level 2 security.”<br/><br/>“Hmmm…”<br/><br/>“Assistant Security Depaul,  Sir.”<br/><br/>“Hmmmm…Good man Depaul.”<br/><br/>“Yes sir, level headed he is. Says there’s a row in room 25, dance department…”<br/><br/>“OH? What’s he bothering us for? Have him call up a trainer or two.”<br/><br/>“Right sir.”<br/><br/>There was a pause with lots of uh huhs  and 'I sees' before Fallingsworth finally spoke.<br/><br/>“Sir, seems there’s six trainers and three of our security mixing it up.”<br/><br/>Shift leader Penney continued to shuffle papers. “Certainly trained security armed with stunners can handle six trainers?”<br/><br/>Sergeant of the Shift Fallingsworth cleared his throat and spoke with the receiver to his chest, “Actually, it appears that the six aforementioned trainers and three of our lads are all on the same side against two slaves and...“<br/><br/>“And?” Shift Leader Penney quirked one brow. The shuffling of papers stopped abruptly. “And what, Shift Sergeant?”<br/><br/>“And… well sir, Depaul is requesting back up, sir.”<br/><br/>Shift Leader Penney bolted from his chair and charged out his office door. “Bloody Hell!!”<br/><br/>Fallingsworth shouted into the phone as the Shift leader ran past, “Hold the revolt, reinforcements are on the way!!”<br/><br/>Fallingsworth motioned to the four in the break room, “Come on you lot time to earn your keep!”<br/><br/>