[hr][hr][center][color=olive][h1]GRAHAM[/h1][/color][b]DEPOT STATION, NEW ANCHORAGE
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Graham nearly smirked. After all this time she still was as aggressive as ever yet with enough wit to know how to phrase the question without incident. It was interesting to him to see Agatha still had her “edge” despite retiring to three decades of being a scrapper and scavenger over what she was actually good at. All those years ago with him being an upstart brat in an iron armor… did it make her quit being who she was? or was it simply the fact of her children? Either way, he was glad he had not demoted himself to such things – it made him [i]know[/i] he was different, and perhaps greater than what was effectively a husk of what once was even if she tried to have the same bite as before. He wondered if she could pass his test? It would be interesting to see.

Graham thought about this question often because it had been one that came up with valiant cries of morality that many people had shot at him in the past; cries he had rejected entirely. The first part of Agatha’s question was one that was often directed about how far was morally or ethically acceptable with things such as slavery, raiding, genocide, and so forth being accompanied with the conversation. While Graham viewed all of those things as [i]bad[/i] he didn’t think so for the same reasons as his peers. It brought him back to a talk he had with the second member of the trinity back when he was still just a simple NC pilot... it had been after the Elysian War.

[color=olive]“That is a very large question.”[/color] He stated as he stepped outside to the white fuzz of a “mild” snowstorm before turning his head.

[color=olive]“This obviously goes beyond simple insubordination and circumnavigation of authority or regulations.”[/color]

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[color=olive]“Let me make something abundantly clear to all of you. I don’t believe in children’s fantasies of ‘good’ and ‘evil’, I believe in the absolute principle of order— a concept that promotes excellence, professionalism, integrity, organization, and heart. Order doesn’t allow fantasy, order allows you to be happy with your reality. I will tell you that I will do everything in my power that I can to make New Anchorage efficient with no empathy for fantasies of my officers. There is no place for it in my organization. None.”[/color]

He took a light breath, the cold air leaving his lips. 

[color=olive]“If it requires me to be “unfair” than I will do it. If that scares you… then resign right here and now, and take your tail between your legs and get the hell out of my base. I refuse to have pilots who get a little queasy around decision and shake when the cards are drawn.”[/color]

His brows narrowed as his turned head looked over the group in their entirety. 

[color=olive]“So what of it? Are any of you rabble not worth your spit? Are any of you unable? Tell me now.”[/color]