*Scribbled paper left at the mess hall of Lockjaw, left beside an empty bottle, a box of rounds, and a knife stuck to the table* Port last was the last hope of a peaceful life that the sector had to offer, and even then, it fell. The situation may seem grim, but the fight is not over. We’re still here, alive, and able to retake it. So long as a single person here today still draws breath, we still win. Each one of you here today has shown that anything is possible, as long as we do this together. This is not just about one race, one culture, or one faction; we’re not doing this one the words of a single madman. Rather, this is about showing what we can accomplish as one, collective madness. Humans, Glitch, Apex, Avian, Hylotl, even the goddamn Florans; We’ve come together, despite the odds, and we’ve accomplished much more as one group, then we could ever do so, alone. The facts are right before you; this is an enemy we can /not/ face alone. Look to your left, and to your right. Each person beside you is a brother, a sister, a mother, or a father; this is what we’re fighting for, family. I won’t lie, The road ahead won’t be a simple one; the enemy will ŷcontinue to throw new and dangerous threats in our way, but we will just push through. We held the line once, and we can do so again. If none of us come back, I’d like it to be on record, that it has been an honour dying with you all. Reko.
*A similar speech, one used by Director Fox earlier, is on a crumpled page, pinned to the table by the knife, with a few stains from the aforementioned empty bottle. Most notably, are a few extra additions here and there* Port last is the last hope of safety that the sector has to offer; they did, and continue to do whatever is necessary to hold the line. This isn’t just about humanity, or Apex, Glitch, Avians, Hylotl, or even the goddamn Florans. It’s about fighting for something more than just one nation; one species. Its about fighting so no one else has to. The people you lie and slander about? nThey aren’t simple soldiers; they are fighting for their homes, their families, and to protect those who can’t protect themselves. These men and women have shed blood, so people like you canlive another day to criticize them for what they do; protect the needs of the many. People have died, good, innocent people, due to inaction of people, who sit on the sidelines, while criticizing the difficult, sometimes harsh decisions men and women are forced to make every day. What right do you have, when you have not stood knee deep in blood and bone, fighting on foreign soil, in hostile environments so that the ‘civilized’ people can sleep at night, safe and tucked away in bed. All you’ve done, is spit on the sacrifices of those who’ve fought, who’ve more than earned your respect, with their lives. You have no idea what they have gone through, you you have the audacity to stand here, mocking them. Don’t think for a second that not a single person has remembered the names of those who’ve made sacrifices in the line of duty. Mkvenner, who marched into hell without a single thought. Junko, who waded through the acidic wastes to save the slaves held by the blackleaves. Felith, who lost his entire body, to save the life of complete strangers. Shadowstep, who died from internal bleeding. Toothy, who was killed by an arrow to the goddamn neck. Galtwell, who stayed behind so the rest could escape unharmed. Mattulip, who had her face burned off. I could list a whole lot more. Most of the people on this list is either dead; or worse. The least you can do is show a little fucking respect.
