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The Foundations of Unity...; Character Development
Topic Started: Nov 24 2007, 10:25 PM (168 Views)
Seth Skyblast
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The Prodigal Son
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A private shuttle colored in red, gold and black landed inside the space dock of Aries, the door at the front left side of the shuttle opening a hiss of pistons, a catwalk extending to the door with two armed guards upon it, each of them excited to be the ones to greet the arrival. After a second, a figure emerged from the belly of the behemoth shuttle, dressed in a strange assortment of belts and leather: His appearance was none the less inspiring, the midnight hair upon his cranium dropping a few strands over his crimson orbs, creating an aura of mysticism about him.

Stepping onto the catwalk; he smiled at the guards, whom turned on their heels, beginning to move back along the catwalk, towards a large door with the word 'RESTRICTED' written upon it in large letters. With a glance, the man half-smiled, following the guards through the white door into an equally white hallway, past several doors, left down another corridor and then right half way down another, turning left to a pair of mahogany doors, which the guards pushed open. Sitting at a red-draped desk, in a black leather chair: Was the President of the Aries Republic, Kyle Anderson.

The President looked up with a smile, blue eyes shifting to the guards as he dismissed them, the door closing as they left, the President standing and moving out from his desk: Walking forwards to shake hands with the very much taller man, whom smiled softly and returned the gesture, accepting his offer of a seat in front of the desk. The president smiled, sitting down in his chair again, offering the other man some whiskey. "Yes, please." Kyle nodded, pouring it into a glass and sliding it towards the visitor, whom took a sip and smiled gratefully.

The President leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms with a business-like smile. "So, what have you got for me, Seth?" The man, now identified as Seth, placed his glass down: Rising from the chair and moving towards the wall behind Kyle, examining a picture of him and his family. "Tell me Kyle, how is your son these days?" The President blinked, looking to the photo. "He's as well as can be expected, I suppose. Why do you ask?" Seth turned back, sighing. "Because I've done the research, and at the current rate: You will run out of water within six years." The President blinked, making some feeble attempts at speech before gathering himself. "How did you know that?"

Seth chuckled softly, moving around and examining more pictures. "You have thirteen thousand citizens, and only five water plants. Each of which is only enough for two thousand citizens, which means either three thousand die or you lose all your water." He turned back to Kyle, a look of empathy in his crimson orbs. "I am here to offer you a solution." The President's eyebrows went up, a spark of home igniting in his eyes. If anyone could, Seth could. "Oh? What is that, my friend?" Seth smiled, reaching up to place his fingers on a picture of himself and the President. "A new world order for the entirety of Mars, consisting of every colony united under one flag."

Kyle Anderson sat in his chair with a look of both surprise and shock, staring at the back of his friend. "But... how? The colonies have been at odds with each other for years, what makes you think they'll unite now? There's no evident to point to them being ready for a new start." Seth chuckled once more at the President's words, turning. "The Valles Marineris colony is lacking the neccessary resources to sustain its large energy demand and not enough people to maintain its growing city. The Vascillians are lacking living space, but have an excess of energy and water, the Deimos militia will soon be out of food and materials required to operate their base and the Phobos research facility is currently defenseless and waiting to be attacked. I will use these needs to unite the colonies under the flag of a leader whom can manage such a force justly, without ignorant squabbles or pointless arguments clouding their judgement, it will be a utopia where all are equal in living conditions and one person is responsible for the welfare of the people."

Kyle stared at Seth for a long moment, before popping that fateful question: "Who?" The visitor turned, smiling as his flaming eyes locked onto Kyle's. "Me." The President seemed to visibly relax, as if that word had put any doubts he had held onto at rest. Seth nodded, moving forwards and placing a piece of paper onto the President's table. On it, was the space for five signatures, with each colony's leader below the line, along with the colony name. Kyle looked at it for a moment, before raising his head to search Seth's face. "This is...!" The man inclined his head, confirming the President's suspicions. "Correct, a document announcing me as the leader of the colonies run by these five respective men. Is there a problem, my old friend?" Kyle looked to Seth for a moment before shaking his head, taking a pen and singing his name.

Seth folded the paper up and placed it inside his jacket, smiling. "You made the right decision my friend." With a wave, he turned and walked to the doors of the office, pausing to say; "Don't tell anyone just yet." Before opening the doors and exiting the office, returning to his shuttle and leaving Aries two minutes later, possessing a document that would change the shape of the world as Mars new it...
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I've got a gun in my hand but the gun won't cock,
And my finger's on the trigger but the trigger seems locked.
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock;
And even if I could I would never give up!

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