[oom] scab labor

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Time's passed slowly outside their door, enough so that where it was evening when they left, it's now morning. Crowds of rebels are moving furtively from the dormitories to the war room, and there's the low rumbling of excited gossip. Adrian might not care for some of the babble, though--news of Freeman's successful shutdown of the City 17 Citadel has spread, and everyone's excited to strike while the iron is hot. It would seem Hutchence has called together a meeting, so there's no time to waste.

"Well, this is it," Chell says, and it feels a little like an understatement after spending the last few days preparing. "Ready?"