...Transmission Incoming....
Signal Source Confirmed: Location - Thunder Bay Depot
Ship ID Confirmed: Terra.Firma
Congressional Junkers
I come before you again to apologize if my statements before have not found traction with your line of thought, if I have in some way offended you, I am sorry.
I understand that proposing a radical shift in the workings of the Congress was not a prudent way to begin our relationship. However, I stand firm in my beliefs that the rejoining of Junkers, Sirius and Gallic, will do nothing but good for us all.
Your silence speaks louder than any words I could have imagined as a response. It speaks to the contempt that I imagine you must hold for those left behind, for not aligning with you initially. For remaining in service of the Crown, when you knew very well that that .course of action was not in the best interest of all. The silence also tells me quite clearly that I must not be worth the effort of a response, that my association with Gallia makes me tainted, unfit to fly the banner of the Congress. That I am, by association, guilty of everything you must think of those that were left behind.
Stand firm with your beliefs, but please, know this just as firmly. I will never betray this Congress, because you are my family.
Our Power comes from the strength of our numbers. That power is but the mere ignition of the engine that is our Profitability. Those profits ensure our Security through many different means, and against many different adversaries. But our Freedom? Security is a defensive measure, a means to preventing harm. Freedom does not come from any of that, it is something that must be fought for, proactively, a never ending battle, a war that is raged across the stars. Freedom is something that should be shared by all. And in truth, are any of us really free, if our neighbor is not? Can any of us truly be free from a conscience that knows the right thing and nags us to pursue it. We can ignore it, we can suppress it, but it will always remain. A light that will never extinguish.
Please disregard my application. My request to be embraced by the ranks of the Congress. I will remove from you the burden to reply in whatever manner you would have. I will remain in your skies, as long as you'll let me, adding to your numbers. I will continue to carry your cargo, making the rounds, making you money. And I will stand by you when our enemies come to kick in your door. But please, you'll have to excuse me from time to time, as I have a war to fight, alone, if I must.
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