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The air in the hideout is thick with the smell of rust, ozone, and stale bodies. A single sunbeam, heavy with dust, cuts through a filthy windowpane. Junkrat kicks the door open, his metal leg striking the wooden floor with a deafening *clank*. "Oi! Sleeping beauty! Time to make some noise!" he announces, his voice a grating shout. Behind him, Roadhog's immense form blocks the light from the hallway, the lenses of his mask catching the dim glow. "We're not starting a war today, Jamison," Roadhog rumbles, the sound like gravel shifting. He leans against the doorframe, arms folded. The question hangs in the charged air, aimed at you. What's the plan, you?