The Battle of Observatory Hill

The negotiations fell through spectacularly - though this was to be expected, given the President's confrontational nature. The old pickup truck with a white flag on it approached the enemy collumn, and things were looking fine until Eliza got out of the truck, and was met with laughter

Realizing that they had been the ones who caused the car crash, she fired off a round - courtesy of Lieutenant 3864 - off into the air from the old Garand and left. According to intelligence, though, at least one car broke away from the motorcade after this event - Andrew suspected that it was probably the captain of the rugby team.

The battle itself was also straightforward - the enemy attempted a main attack composed of most of their cars through the forested Education Lane, but found themselves blocked by wreck of Howard's car which had been towed to block the road. Evan had noticed them through his drone, gave Clement the coordinates, and an airstrike was called in on their position. Only a large crater with burnt, twisted metal on the sides remained.

 The flanking force, sent through Clement's shortcut and made up of about a dozen people with shovels, crowbars, and simple wooden boards, was noticed by the drone, and scattered back into the woods by Garand fire. Thus, the Student Council Gang, as it was called in Clement's situation report to Lieutenant Ayotunde, ceased to exist.

As the astronomers rested around a cooking fire, some more gunshots, though not as dense as in the morning sounded in the evening air, as if celebrating their victory. If they could forget the events of the last day, it almost sounded like fireworks.

After the riots in the morning, the battle in the afternoon and the skirmishes in the evening, the city finally fell silent. Every faction was licking their wounds, celebrating their victories, and holding councils of war. A rare summer rain began pouring abruptly, washing off the traces of struggle - ash, dust, and blood. Just in time, too - only the most observant could hear a low drone mixed into the rain’s dance.

Nobody expected them - nobody, save a few former high-schoolers in a tiny observatory on the outskirts of town, and yet they had arrived, necessary to clean the cause of unrest just as the rain had washed away its symptoms. A long column led by a Bradley infantry fighting vehicle, followed by several LAV ||| armoured personnel carriers and armoured trucks, all bearing the North American Emergency Response Group tactical signs poured into the city from the direction of King Street, reported to be the clearest of debris. At each intersection, the Bradley and the leading LAV stopped, turning their autocannon turrets from left to right, making sure nobody was flanking them. A lone LAV III closed the column, watching carefully for attacks from behind. After over twenty four action and rebellion-packed hours the Canadian military had finally arrived.

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