Jules was in the security service canteen when the klaxons began to sound, she stared at around as the few other personnel present looked up halfheartedly from their meals of soy protein.<br/><br/>"Dammit, not another damn drill." Someone voiced the thought going through everyone's mind.<br/><br/>The buzzing of her comm alerted the Swedish computer tech and she flipped it open. A message in text ordered her and all security staff to report immediately to the stations armoury. Jules pushed the plastic plate aside and joined the unhurried shuffling of the other security staff to the nearby weapons store.<br/><br/>The tension that Jules found when she reached the armoury was the first indication that the alarm was no mere drill. A tech sergeant thrust a automatic slugthrower towards her and half a dozen magazines of live ammunition.<br/><br/>"Grab a set of body armour and report to seal four outer ring." The sergeant barked.<br/><br/>"What? What's going on, I'm a computer specialist not a armed response trooper." Jules protested. "If this is another food riot I'm not trained for riot duty."<br/><br/>"Food riot? You should be so damn lucky." The sergeant snapped with a withering glare at the blonde tech. "We just got orders to expect an imminent boarding. Everyone we have is ordered to barricade the seals to the outer ring and fire on sight."<br/><br/>"On sight of what?" Jules asked nervously.<br/><br/>"How the hell should I know?" The sergeant snapped. "Just move your damn ass and do as your told."<br/><br/>Jules backed off and passed to the next desk, where a armoured jacket was thrust into her arms. She stumbled away with the armour and weapon. It had been almost six months since she'd attended a fired off a clip or two during a refresher for the standard slugthrower she now carried and she'd never fired one in anger at all during her career in law enforcement. Hoping that the sergeant was wrong she hurried away towards the post that she'd been assigned.