Dinlet's Address

[Dinlet]

As the Fenrir arrived at Side One's space port Ryan Dinlet prepared himself, "Fight a war? A rebellion? That's fine... But why did my first mission have to be a speech? I have knots in my stomach."

"You'll do fine sir." remarked his first mate.

"yeah yeah, just get everything ready would you? I'm going to go re-read my speech before I give it." Dinlet said as he left the command room.

((will post the speech in a bit))

[General Jones]

General Jones Sits quietly on his bridge as the big tray make’s it way north from Mexico City. “Sir” spoke up a communication officer “The Zeon officer is about to begin his address” He finished quietly and the General nods as he watched the screen come down in front of the front viewing port as he sat in a contemplative position and watched intently.

[Dinlet]

Dinlet entered the room with the cameras facing him, he knew that the colonies would be listening. The spacenoids like himself would here his message, but also... so would those who would not want his message to get out. He thought about a lot of things until he saw the red on air light come on.

"Hello fellow spacenoids! I am Fleet Commander Dinlet, and I would like to speak with you today about something that effects all those residing in space!
I'm talking of the threat to your freedom, those from the Earth Federation have already began to abuse their powers and enforce unjust laws upon those of us in space! They are afraid of us, the true supierior humans residing amongst the stars.
How then can we regain our freedom? only by sticking together! The Earth Federation thinks us spacenoids weak and scattered. Let's show them that although we are smaller, us working together can form one large and powerful wall of freedom for all those that wish to escape the Earth's gravity!
Sieg Zeon!" Dinlet let out a low sigh as the cameras turned off him. He turned and walked off his stage as he ran through the speech he just gave in his head. "I hope the chancellor approves of my message. I'm heading back to the Fenrir, prepare the ship for immediate retreat just in case." he spoke to an officer walking beside him.

[Guilt]

Tony Guilt watched in silence from behind his desk in Side 3. he slammed his wine glass down as the crowds cheered "Sieg Zeon! Sieg Zeon!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" his body guards joined in feeling as invigorated as the masses.
"You know..." Tony said between hearty laughs. "he almost makes me believe we can do it!"
"Yes sir, But I already knew we could." said the soldier.
"Manny..." his tone became serious. "if we really could win this war with will, it would already be over. Send a message to Commander Dinlet. I want to see him as soon as he has accomplished his mission."

((The colony will be ours in 24 hours, if you remain stationed here.))

[Dinlet]

Commander Dinlet entered his ship, there was a celebration already ongoing and many of the local civilians had already come to talk and drink with the soldiers. Ryan relaxed a bit and accepted some champaign before he sat at the commanding chair.

"Sir, a message was left for you." remarked the communications officer.
"I'm a little tired Greely, it'll have to wait till the morn-"
"It's from Guilt." Greely spoke up as Dinlet stopped his sentance.
"Ok go ahead." Dinlet said a more serious tone to his voice.
"He requests your presence as soon as our mission is complete here sir."
"Very well, we should be finished resupplying in a day. Prepare to move to Side 3 then, is the Fafnir still enroute?" Dinlet asked inquiring about his second ship under his command.
"Indeed, she'll meet up with us before we depart to Side 3." Greely said checking his communication logs.

[General Jones]

General Jones smiles as he looked over at a young ensign “people will sell there own soul’s for anything when they are told right to the souls” he looked up and giggled. He looked at the officer leaving and grins “And so begins the game, may the best man win…”

[Dinlet]

"Sir! Refitting is complete. We are ready to depart at any time." Lieutenant Dorin reported to Dinlet.
"Very well, make preperations to depart for Side 3 immediatly." Dinlet commanded as he sat in his commander's chair. "Also, make contact with the Fafnir. We shall meet with them along the O'5 coordinates in the flight path."

"Very well sir!" the navigator and communitactions officer spoke.

Soon the Fenrir was alive with crewmen running all over preparing for the travel through space. As the mighty Fenrir pulled slowly out of the dock Dinlet took notice of how clean his flagship was, but for how long?