Theplahunter Posted January 5, 2015 Share Posted January 5, 2015 A small backstory following my character, Hunter Robinson, in an investigation over the Eastern Syris Massacre. Any feedback and comments are appriciated, please read the disclaimer at the end of the story. Edit: This is also another explanation of my character gone, he's "On active duty." for the time being until i can return. Video interview Lt. Captain Hunter Robinson, age 26, Commander of the B.E.N Crown: Frigate. Eastern Syris refugee incident. 1/8/2454 Hunter rolled the cigar in his hand, looking between the four high ranking naval officials, he stated quite plainly “You have the floor, Commodore Williams.” the commodore shuffled some papers around and cleared his throat, staring down at the Younger Lt. Captain from his position “Ah… Yes, Lt. Captain Hunter Robinson, you are here for the investigation of Rear Admiral Anthony Phillips and Major George Mann for the orders of the…” he adjusted his spectacles and glanced down at the papers before him, continuing with his statement “The ordered murder of Seven hundred thousand Eastern Syris Refugees, and the utter destruction of the Western Syris city of Hanniban Lah.” Hunter leaned forward on his elbows, half closing his eyes and looking over his papers. He nibbled on his thumb knuckle and glanced up at the four officers “Yes Commodore, i am aware of the accusations.” he placed his hands flat on the table and made eye contact with the Commodore, stating calmly “And i believe these actions were necessary to protect the fourth Armored Division and Seventh infantry Division. About six hundred thousand of those refugees had been attacking those divisions and had them surrounded in the city, the refugees had killed about forty thousand British ground forces and were armed with 120 A12 122mm tank destroyers and variating small arms.” The officers glanced between each other and Major General Monroe spoke up “Yes, but what about the other hundred thousand? And was the utter destruction of Hanniban Lah required to save those men?” Robinson shrugged and reached over to the bronze ashtray on the table, snuffing his cigar and leaving it tipped over “Well, Sir, i dont have the ability to make that call. I was only following orders, what i do know is that Rear Admiral Phillips was fed information from Major George Mann and that information may have been Inflamed. I personally do not believe Six hundred thousand refugees could get enough small arms to arm everybody, and a more accurate number would be Seventy five thousand, from the weapons recovered and counted.” Before the officers could say anything however, he said more “I’m not proud of what i did, sir. And i do not believe the Rear admiral or Major are proud as well, all that matters to me is that those men were saved and were able to go home to their families-” he was cut off by the commodore “Yes, but the refugees had families as well! And they deserve as much as those troops to see who they love.” He nodded slowly, looking down at the table and rubbing the bridge of his nose, Hunter looked up at the officer, a war torn man, he exhaled and spoke clearly “Sir… With all due respect, i’ve felt this war for two years. The Syris Separation war has been going on too long and this should have been expected, i dont feel any better firing those rounds into that city, and i know my ship did the majority of the damage. It is the second biggest ship in the fleet and i cant sleep at night knowing i might have hit some child with a 170mm HE round, i dont know one man that could sleep at night with that, and i know: It was justified if the Major and Rear Admiral was able to order total destruction of a city.” a silence swept over the room after this statement… Finally the Commodore spoke up “Dismissed Lt. Captain.” NSS Aurora 1/8/2457 Warden Hunter Robinson off duty “Turns out, the found the Major and Rear admiral Innocent, but the next year George was shot by a radicalist at the memorial of Hanniban Lah… Ironic, huh? The Rear Admiral is still serving today, he’s Vice Admiral Anthony Phillips now. I’m still serving in the reserves of course, the BEN Sapien is just used for patrols under Commander Steele, but i get command when i get called for active duty which’ll be…” he rolled up his chess checkered button up shirt and checked his watch “Four hours from now.” he stood up and picked up a duffle bag “I gotta get to the terminal, mates. Uh… Tell Nia to keep an eye on Sterling, okay?” he walked off, headed to his transport shuttle. DISCLAIMER some of this may contradict canon and is not considered fully canon in any ways unless validated by any lore staff specifically, story is subject to change, the story will be updated with more experiences when deemed appropriate. Quote Link to comment
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