Geneviève Lasedri
Fascists hate her!
So this was where she got off. Her time with the Rebellion was done.
This legacy of hers had become something more than most had ever believed it would be. They had said it was nothing but a spark that would be smothered upon its ignition. But they had pressed on--she and Kazen and Melec had. And now swooped in the leaders she needed, as if by magic.
They seemed as ragtag as ever, but how had that ever stopped them? Necessity is the mother of invention and all that. Gen had looked worse for wear in her time.
So here they were, by the bay on the south side of Little Mon Cal. Quite a change in scenery from the parched world of Praesitlyn the Alliance had come to know and love after so much time. It was time for a new age of Rebellion. Geneviève would not be part of it.
"I'm not sure if everything necessary has been said already or not," she began, speaking low to the small assembly of Alliance leaders. Lasedri altered her gaze specifically between Temi and Brightsky. One became two. They were what she was until this moment. Benefactor and Commander, now each role distributed to its own individual. As it should be. The Alliance had grown. Gen could not have held it together alone much longer, even without her current obligations to the Republic.
She smirked and took a deep breath, preparing them for a bit of her grim humor. "I'll personally kill you all if you make a fool out of me."
[member="Armand Temi"], [member="DasGeneral"], [member="Corruck Kazen"], [member="Juwiela Melec"]
This legacy of hers had become something more than most had ever believed it would be. They had said it was nothing but a spark that would be smothered upon its ignition. But they had pressed on--she and Kazen and Melec had. And now swooped in the leaders she needed, as if by magic.
They seemed as ragtag as ever, but how had that ever stopped them? Necessity is the mother of invention and all that. Gen had looked worse for wear in her time.
So here they were, by the bay on the south side of Little Mon Cal. Quite a change in scenery from the parched world of Praesitlyn the Alliance had come to know and love after so much time. It was time for a new age of Rebellion. Geneviève would not be part of it.
"I'm not sure if everything necessary has been said already or not," she began, speaking low to the small assembly of Alliance leaders. Lasedri altered her gaze specifically between Temi and Brightsky. One became two. They were what she was until this moment. Benefactor and Commander, now each role distributed to its own individual. As it should be. The Alliance had grown. Gen could not have held it together alone much longer, even without her current obligations to the Republic.
She smirked and took a deep breath, preparing them for a bit of her grim humor. "I'll personally kill you all if you make a fool out of me."
[member="Armand Temi"], [member="DasGeneral"], [member="Corruck Kazen"], [member="Juwiela Melec"]