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Meridian Will Be United

With the UMS Tells arriving home to pick up the diplomatic crews headed for Eucadian Space, Queen Warendrop stopped to deliver words on the future of Meridian and the path the Union will take going forward. She stands at the Royal Macross Spaceport in Macross City, on the docking port sits the Captain's Yacht, a support vessel designed for transport of diplomatic and bridge crews. Looking behind her stands the Media, hungry as ever for everything regarding the Royal Family.

Vice Admiral Global appears from the crowd and enters the Queens armed escort. Still within his dress uniform. The two are the most powerful people within Meridian at this point and descendant from the two houses that have defined the nation since before its inception. Two of many bloodlines destined by fate to be echoed through history.

"So, my lady. Are you going to give the press what they want, what the nation wants and what you want."

"Yes…I will…"

The young Queen turns around to face the onslaught of hungry vultures looking to capture every movement, every slice of news and every screw up. As she turns there obsessive cries for attention silence as to better hear her

"Here, standing before us we have the chance to shape history, some call on me to be brutal to those who betray us, failing to see that doing so would sow the seeds for the next conflict. What has separated us from the common animals found on countless worlds and what is the basis of all known intelligent life is this, a common story stemming back millions of years. In our records we have jaw bones of ancient Terrak, it belonged to a member of our species cousins to the modern Terrak, he was a male of about 40 years old who lived probably over 2 million years ago. The jaw is missing all of its teeth except for one. We know he lived a long time like that which means someone was helping him to eat. Two Million years ago, someone was feeding him. Someone cared about him, maybe someone loved him back in deep time before our species began, a person or group was practicing compassion. Someone was being kind for the sake of being kind.

I think about that two million year old jawbone alot these days. Sometimes I imagine a little pack of our evolutionary cousins huddled around a fire, knowing little, understanding even less. Before recourse to reason,or law, or history, before currency and standing armies, before socks and probably with no concept that one day, two million years in the future their cousins, Us, would build this incredible project of civilization. And if there was some way we could have shown our cousins and ancestor just how far Terrak would one day come, everything would seem alien to them. Except perhaps, for compassion. Because though they lived in perpetual ignorance, though they were incorrect about almost everything all the time, from that jawbone and many other ancient skeletons telling almost exactly the same story, we know that they had kindness. And it is the same kindness that today raises our kids and takes care of our elderly. Its the same kindness that provides disaster relief or medical aid, the same kindness that sustains friendships and writes love letters.

Do any of you ever get that weird “wow” moment sometimes, when you realize that the future isn’t just this abstract science fiction place. Its actually coming? One day, it will actually be the 5th (29th century) and the 6th centuries (30th century) and they will be just as pedestrian and real as today is to us? Then we get to that moment where we realize that making it to those centuries isn’t guaranteed, that we could drop the ball at any moment, and we think “by the stars! Is anyone making sure were going to be okay? Is anyone actually steering the ship?” cause those sure are some big waves over there, and we’eve never been this far out to sea before and maybe if we squint really hard, we can just about make out the promise of land centuries ahead but between the future and us are then thousand furious storms of warfare and infighting and tadris knows were in a crisis right this minute. But our ancestors have been here before, living forever on the knife-edge of ignorance and death, at the constant mercy of systems inside and outside themselves that they did not understand, just like us today. And if there was one thing alongside intelligence and technology and wisdom, if there was one thing that sustained them, if there was one thing that got them trough their bones are indisputable. It was compassion... it was kindness…

Doubtless, we will screw up in the future… with one million times the efficiency that we screwed up in the past. We cannot, and will never be correct, about everything all the time. Ignorance is in our bones. But kindness is in our DNA.

Here, today we make our mark to stem the screw up that led to this and forge a new future for us by forgiving the ills of those that fight and bringing them back to within the kindness of a Meridian Reborn, a Meridian that will be United. A Meridian under new leadership determined to right the wrongs of a thousand generations and a Meridian that will strike into the future head on for a glimpse at that land in the storm… Meridian Will Be United… “

The Young Queen turns, marching off towards the shuttle to take her to the UMS Tells leaving not but a stunned media but a stunned Vice Admiral. for over the course of the Civil War this girl changed dramatically from a lighthearted girl with little in the name for queenly ambitions, content to let her brother take the throne to a full leader of a nation of Billions all looking to her for guidance in a dark hour. she still has much to learn at her young age but still does Global being only in his mid 30's. after shaking it off he catches up with her aboard the Tells.

"What in the circles of the gods was that! you left them speechless!"

"Yes"

"Well, once we take off, i have a plan to win our war while we take our trip"

"what..."

"yes, ill share it later but for now we have to meet the Eucadians"

The two make there way into the main section of the ship and begin to relax for the journey ahead. looking out the window of the main lounge the ruins of a once proud city making things clear, Winning the War will be one thing, rebuilding from it will be another. once clear it lifts up and proceeds to orbit where it rallies with the UMS Tells. while the ship still looks normal from the outset its hosting much more than it usually has. the ship being transformed from its normal military service to one accommodating a near full diplomatic corp increasing its servicemen from 1800 to well over 2500 to support the incoming diplomatic mission to Eucadia, the Rhinon Pact and many, many other nations. with that all said and done the Tells enters warp headed towards Eucadian space towards Tranquillum