To: Xeno Alliance || The Accord

[Jazzi]

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:: Incoming Transmission ::

Subject: Cooperation
To: Xeno Alliance Communications
From: Cmdr.Elect Leyshon
Location: The Accord

:: Commencing Playback ::

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This is a surprise, Commander. We had thought our communication be delegated to an adjutant or councillor. You must think serious of us... or perhaps you are so bored you need distraction. Grateful either way.

Our path began in Delta, defending Freeport Eleven at a time of great conflict. Freeport Nine stood as a monument to Cretan aggression. Freeport Eleven came under frequent attack from those beyond the Edge. The Three Star Concord was founded in an attempt to protect the station from the malintent of alien and invader alike. Short-lived was it. The refusal for diplomacy gave us rage, and when the founders of our militia disappeared we elected to take that bitterness to the void.

Times have changed. The Phoenix stand vigil over Freeport Eleven, and push against Cretan expansion. Maltesan overtures as entitled benefactors faded. Kin speak of disregarding that heritage. Yet, important lessons were learnt. Freedom is not free. There can only be peace with the covetous when the knife is worn openly.

We are not of Erie, but we see a kindred suffering in what is taking place there. We are not of your Free Republic, but we see the costs you pay to call it so. Those who signed the Accord choose to be their own people, but they choose solidarity in paying freedom's price together. Even those born at the void's edge recognise community as a source of strength.

What say you to that, Commander? Shall we chart our course?

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