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Doc wasted no time in questioning Enzio, showing his displeasure as he did. He jumped to his feet, his voice raised as he spoke.
"I would suggest, Senor that someone starts telling those things that we're not supposed to hear. I've got citizens complaining of Corsair intrusion into their homes "looking for Coalition assets" while many a Zoner has taken up arms."
He walked over to Enzio, "You and the Coalition have made our home your battleground and over what, territory? Access to Bretonia? I'm sure you can annihilate each other in space and leave our soil out of it."
He snorts, "I see neither of you as any better than an encroaching government, the very governments you both oppose."
"The Coalition informed us that the Corsair empire claimed to want Canaria for itself," he continued, "While the Empire denies it, it certainly does looks true. I hear Corsair radio adds of song, your people singing of eating Zoner food. The Coalition has all but left the planet surface while the Corsairs stay. It's the same as a stranger entering your house and just staying. Then this Ladron, a baffoon in my book, claims martial law on Omega 49 only to say later that 'it's for the bad people.' If this continues, you're going to have more bad Zoners than you know what to do with."
He turned a bit, "I need not tell you that Zoners left the houses for the very reasons the Empire is doing. We sought freedom in a different way. I think I speak for many when I say that we won't sit on the sidelines when it comes to our home world." He turned angrily back to Enzio. As he did, his robe opened briefly enough to reveal his hardware, "I know I won't and I'm quite ready to die if need be."
At this point, Doc was beginning to seeth. He threw two pictures on Enzio's lap, both of the same thing, dead women and children from two different camps.
"Those are from your bombarded settlements, one Coalition, one Corsair. Do those children look like a threat? There are more dead like them."
"THEY WERE FARMERS!" he raged.
With that, Doc knew his control was lost, "Duncan, I need to cool off a bit."
He turned and walked to the door before turning back to Enzio, somewhat composed, "I'll repeat a demand I made before. All of you, go home and take your fight elsewhere. I won't negotiate that."
With that he stepped out. From behind the wall was heard a loud thud from him punching the wall with a following loud roar of rage.