Location: LC-2
Objective: Inspire the troops
Allies: All employees of JS Ltd
Enemies: dudes on the other end of the blaster
Part 1/2
Post 02/20
James ordered a few of the droids to help Kylo in loading the ships. He stood on top of one of the tables, resting one of his feet on the crates. For a moment the room was silent. He surveyed the room, looking at each employee, right in the face. His aura filled the room, his pheromones and Zeltron heritage filling his larger-than-life presence even more.
"When we leave here," he began, "We be going into some of the toughest territory that we will have ever fought. But I know each and every one of ye were made for this," he let out a wave of smoke, "I hired each of ye cause ye are the best. There aint one of ye that I dun't consider it an honor to fight along side. Feth, most of ye I have already put me life in ye hands. I been with ye through thick and thin. Some of ye even have hauled me body out of tougher fights than we know how to describe. I seen the best of each of ye, and I damn well know I come close to seeing the worst in ye."
He paused looking over them. A small bit of ash feel from his light as he inhaled another puff of tobacco. Smoke rolled out with each word, "We been drunk together. We stood shoulder to shoulder together, now, every one of us is gonna fight together. I expect ye to bring ye A-game. I know you will," he grabbed his bottle of Correllian ale and looked at it for a moment. "When we go out there, ye ain't fighting for me. Ye ain't fighting for Kylo, ye ain't even fighting for a business, ye ain't fighting for some existential ideas, ye ain't fighting for none of that," his voice rose to a stronger, fervent pitch, like a thunder roar that filled the whole room with his fervor in an almost palpitate electric feeling in the air. The emapath's emotions had always been projected and amplified, whether he liked it or not, "we be fighting so men and women can go home tonight to their families. So the orphans they made can have vengeance, so the widows that they have righteousness plead their cause and so they may have no more join their ranks. We fight for them, we fight to stop this. Let this be the first step towards peace, a peace we forage in war itself."
Satisfied, he took a drink of the ale and passed it on before tossing a satchel of thermal detonators to Vannik. "Everyone take a drop, we dun't leave till its empty."
James jumped down from the table and strode to Rose, leaving a trail of smoke behind him, "Now why does my talkative little Rose have nothing to say, eh?"
[member="Kylo Kyr'am"]
[member="Growl"]
[member="Kalyn Skirata"]
[member="stardust"]
[member="Vanik Ray"]
[member="Toby Extervia"]
[member="Anzag"]
[member="Udrusa"]
[member="Rawnie Tal'verda"]
[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Corvetta Salvo"]
[member="Ruby Rose"]