Debts Repaid

[Spectre]

Around him were faces he'd never seen before, families and friends of those who were lost alongside filler due to need for neutrals. There wasn't so much a jury in the stands as there was one singular woman, hispanian in a Maltese uniform, a cold stare projected at Locklear.

"So you say. Due to the accused's actions against the defense, as well as the position of the latter, the standard use of a jury will instead be replaced by the lovely Colonel here. Miss.." He looked to her, sitting back mildly as she proceeded to stand. She pulled a manila envelope from below her seat, opening it and proceeding to read.

"Lord Commander Samuel E. Locklear. Approximately eight months ago a vessel of the Hellfire Legion, the military arm of the Commonwealth of House Liberty.." She looked to him. ".. your command.." She looked back down. ".. wrongfully and blatantly attacked a Corvo-class civilian vessel of the Republic of Malta. By the ceasefire laid down prior, as well as the state of distress, the vessel was attacked without reason, and therefore is considered a violation of not only the trust placed in you, but the very definition of the term 'ceasefire'. Due to this, the Republic, by decree of the President, has come to the conclusion that by your actions, as commander of the Hellfire Legion, that your military arm will pay for the costs in your stead. This mercy on your life is not to be lightly taken, and we expect you to do right by not only the Republic, but the Armed Forces and your home of the Commonwealth as well." She proceeded to close the envelope, setting it down beside her and resuming to cross her arms. "Signed, Fleet Admiral Randall M. Santiago..."

There wasn't a word in the courtroom past that moment, all up until she moved down from the stand. "Would you like to add to this in any way, Locklear?"