Alex Stern
Outer Rim Resources Director
After introducing herself, Chancellor Werr slid around Alex and President Barca to go talk with Dashiell's group. Bemused, he watched her go, before turning back to Barca. Champagne in hand, he nodded along to what the other man was saying about rebuilding. "Don't sell your efforts so far short. Everything takes time, revitalization most of all. From fields to homes, and the orbitals beyond the sky. Going too fast is a temptation, but long-term stability and planing prevents future problems." He took a small sip of champagne, evaluating his next words now that he knew he was speaking with the president while enjoying the fruity effervescence. "It can seem daunting, but ORR remains committed to helping planets just like yours all along the Outer Rim. Just last month, we put together a sizable aid package for Mahporeem. Knowing what I do now about their long-term intentions though..." Loosely waggling his hand, Alex sadly shook his head. "Might have been more restrained before supporting a war-focused government. Not that the people of Mahporeem didn't need the help. Of course, I understand that the Confederacy values free participation."
Perhaps the champagne had made him a little talkative. Quaintly taken, hopefully. Ruefully smiling, he turned his gaze upon the group Aurine Werr had joined. "Should we join the others? They'd probably appreciate a few words from the President."
Aurine Werr |
Alex Stern
| Iandre Athlea |
Judah Dashiell
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Quuthut
| Mu'awiya ben Barca