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All Across the Island, Sunday Morning through Afternoon

The time for a final strike had finally arrived. The prisoners of detention had been freed, powers and abilities had been returned, and all that remained was Umbridge, and her still-faithful Loyalists.

It was time to pick a side, and bring Umbridge's reign to an end.

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For those who still believe in the High Inquisitor's way.

So, all the powerful folks are out of detention. What are you going to do now?

Tahiri was furious, safe to say, and had been pacing and snarling half-coherent phrases in Yuuzhan Vong.

. . . it didn't matter if you didn't speak the language; the words actually were as angry as they sounded.

She was busy checking over her blaster's energy packs and occasionally shattering some small fragile object with a Force blast, just because.

Natalie was still here.

There were quite a few who weren't, and that honestly made her feel a little twitchy, as much as she kept that hidden from everyone who didn't know her (... which was everyone, unless Jace happened to be around and looking closely). She stood very still by a wall – but not leaning on it – mentally running through various scenarios of what might happen next.

None of it seemed particularly likely to be good.

Stupid Hulk and his stupid strength and his stupid letting people out to hurt everyone.

Lex supposed he should be grateful that clearly the higher power that was Umbridge had been looking out for him and he'd survived being swatted into a wall.

The bruises were making that harder than normal though.

So far as Warren was aware, he really had nothing left to lose by sticking with the Loylist side of things. He hadn't seen Karla since the other day, but it was hard to shake the memory of her under the influence of Umbridge's control spell.

He was in a bit of a daze, halfheartedly paying attention to the wounded, here mostly so that he could go through the motions. If anyone seemed like they needed some emergency healing, he had healing blood to spare, at least until he wandered off to do something else.

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All Across the Island, Sunday Morning through Afternoon

Teacher Offices of Maximum Loyalty

Plot, Relax, and Rest Up

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Triage and Healing

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