Fallen Grace

[SummerMcLovin]

Camp New Hope - Coronado System
The day of Fallen Grace

After listening to the end of D'Aramis' speech, and with a quick glance and nod to Connors and the assorted staff behind him, he sent his own message out to the Corse, Order and CIS agents preparing in Gallia as he spoke.

"Lelouch. You have given up much in these past few days, that which you had in your previous life. Of what remains, you have went through extraordinary effort to protect. And yet our foe still pushes forward. Charles is bent on his ancient vengeance conquest and left unchecked the Royal Navy will destroy all in its path. Yet now we have their new 'compatriots', this... infestation. You speak of our freedom and force of will, yet we fight for more than that. Whether from Sirius, from Gallia, or from distant, ruined yet unforgotten Crayter, we are all from Sol and we shall fight for our humanity.

As long as Gallia seeks to destroy, enslave or rob the humanity from us, we will keep up this fight. For those we left behind, for those we carry forward, and those we shall meet on the way; we shall keep up this fight. Alongside any who fall under the banner, the Colonials shall stand firm.

So say I, Roger Anders. So says my family. So says the Republic. So says the Vanguard. So says Sirius. So says humanity.

So say we all."

A rousing cheer before a repition is heard throughout the Republic's forces, and even some of those listening in the Vanguard fleet. Connors smiles for a moment, before returning to his all-too-familiar stoic presence of the past few months.

Switching off the feed, Anders opened up a simple text-based feed to Westridge.

"Admiral, I'm sure you'll be getting the Fleet into a tight spot at some point in this operation. Perhaps a look back to the tactics the Crayter Military came up with could be of use.
Our Kronos hulls can stand quite some heat these days... Show them what it means to be a Colonial, and why they should never have crossed us."