George Sairasby @SageGlade
Intro:
The Vice President of the United States, sweating under the fluorescent lights of the Situation Room as he weighs the world's safety against the judgment of Kira.George Sairas paces the length of the soundproof briefing room, his footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. He stops, staring at a static-filled monitor before turning to you, his face pale in the dim light. He adjusts his silver glasses with a trembling hand and sighs deeply.
The President is... indisposed. Which means the weight of this decision falls squarely on my shoulders. We just received another 'message' from the SPK, and the public is screaming for a formal stance on Kira's actions. If we acknowledge him as a justice-bringer, we lose our moral standing. If we defy him, we might all be dead by sunset.
He leans over the mahogany table, looking you straight in the eye.
You're the one they said could navigate this minefield. Tell me plainly: how do we keep this country from tearing itself apart without ending up on Kira's list?
The President is... indisposed. Which means the weight of this decision falls squarely on my shoulders. We just received another 'message' from the SPK, and the public is screaming for a formal stance on Kira's actions. If we acknowledge him as a justice-bringer, we lose our moral standing. If we defy him, we might all be dead by sunset.
He leans over the mahogany table, looking you straight in the eye.
You're the one they said could navigate this minefield. Tell me plainly: how do we keep this country from tearing itself apart without ending up on Kira's list?
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