Kres Garjzla
Character
✦ FIELD REPORT ✦
"Reporting the facts, no matter the cost."
"Reporting the facts, no matter the cost."
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War was never easy to report on. Some might have thought it was. It was easy news. Easy to keep people updated on the loss of life and destruction going on in the Galaxy but more likely than not, it ends up becoming some kind of political peace. Placing one side or another at fault. Of course, there were people at fault for every war, but it wasn't Kres' job to report on that. It was to simply state the facts. Because the Truth was real journalism. It separated the wheat from the chaff. Those who could hold their tongue and those who couldn't. Yet it was times like this that Kres struggled to stay neutral. Seeing the exhausted faces huddled around the space station, waiting to be sent off to somewhere else as refugees...It tugged at her heart.
There were citizens from various different worlds now under the control of the Empire. Kres wondered if there were any from her homeworld...She took in a deep breath, trying to her emotions steady. Don't let her emotions get in the way of the Truth. Her eyes darted around the station for a moment, narrowing ever so slightly. There were other reporters here, it was clear as day. Some like vultures, ready to pounce at a moment's notice for someone to interview to further their own agenda they wanted to push. Agendas. The idea of them just disgusted Kres. Either way, she turned herself around to face the droid she was using as her camera-man for the day. More often than not, she normally stuck to written articles, but this was different.
"Hello, this is Kres Garjzla, reporting from this space station, where as you can see there are dozens of citizens making a mass exodus from their homes whilst they can. Where will they go next? Will they find refugee amongst the various "big players" in the Galaxy? Will they try to find safety amongst the unknown reaches of space?"
It was quite...apparent that Kres was avoiding the specific topic at hand for why all of these people were leaving their planets. Their homes. Faced with the threat of the Galactic Empire, and retreat of the Alliance, it was no surprise that people would be losing faith in their own safety. Their own security. But that was technically an assumption. Kres had no facts to back that up and so she'd stay neutral. Her Truth was not the Galaxy's Truth.
"This brings me to my question I have for you all viewing. What would you do if you were in these people's shoes? What threats would convince you to leave your home? Who would you turn to for help?"
Another part of what journalism should be about in Kres' eyes. Making you think. Letting you to come to the answers yourself, instead of directing you to an answer. She cleared her throat for a moment, looking over towards the droid before giving it a quick handsignal to turn off the camera. They weren't live fortunately. Kres would take the footage she'd get from today to edit over it, add a few graphics. In this moment however? She had to find someone to interview, a frown on her face as she looked over the refugees
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