Octan Refinery, Republic of Mauros, G.R. 2015
Gabriel: "It has been too long that we have suffered under Octan! Octan, and their backers in the United Systems Alliance have brought nothing but oppression!"
Gabriel: "For too long we have toiled our lives away for them while they gorge themselves on the fruits of
our labor!"
Riot Drone: "
Disperse at once. You are harming only your livelihoods."
Gabriel: "And for what? We grow more destitute by the day!"
Claire: "What the hell is going on? We have 8 tankers that need to leave for the spaceport now!"
Security: "Just the locals ma'am. They should clear out soon."
Claire: "Soon isn't soon enough. Would a bit of gunfire get rid of this trash?"
Security: "It might, but you really shouldn't-"
Gabriel: "Our land and skies are polluted, and our children poisoned! Yet they call us barbaric!'
Claire: "You. Shoot the one with the megaphone."
Security: "Ma'am, that really isn't a wise idea."
Gabriel: "It is time for them to go!"
Claire: "This would get rid of them, right?"
Security: "It might, but-"
Claire: "Listen here, sniper. If you don't pull that trigger in the next ten seconds then your employment with Octan will be terminated, and I will personally make sure you never work again."
Security: "Don't do it, son."
Claire: "Ten. Nine."
Sniper: "Yes ma'am."
Gabriel: "It is time for the Americans to go! It is time for Octan to go! It is time for Mauros to be ruled by Maurosi! Now, and-"
BLAM
Claire: "They are not leaving."
Claire: "Why are they not leaving?! You said shooting at them would make them leave!"
Security: "I said it MIGHT make them leave!"
Security: "But these are very, very angry people,"
Security: "and they've been pushed too far..."
Security: "and they're ready to explode."