[Maybe people have seen him. It'd be hard to miss him, the giant figure hanging near the back of the crowd. But now he steps forward, Golurk, Torkoal, Sigilyph, Umbreon, and Floette all around him. He stands behind Colin, large face somewhat scowling down at Zahi.]
Colin is correct. Take it from someone experienced - those who have weapons like that will find excuses to fire them, or build more and more destructive weapons. What you suggest will only lead to cycles of violence. Violence, bloodshed, and the repetition of history, literally or figuratively.
[His voice starts off quiet, but as he sweeps an arm to indicate the crowd around him, it grows louder, and he straightens up even taller. Even beneath his shabby clothing, there's a regal bearing there, a confidence that seems to firm up his movements and keep his speech clear and precise. He turns as he speaks, addressing the crowd as a whole.]
People of this world, of other worlds, we are at a crossroads. We can continue cycles of violence, of despair, of bloodshed and death for yourselves and your fellows, even beyond simple war - cycles of pain and loss, of losing people again and again and again. Of eventually dishonoring your bonds with the ones you care about most, with the ones that would be ashamed to see you spill the blood they so dearly cherish!
Or... we can build a new society together. Where we are not just Cael and Ura, natives and newcomers, where we work together and prove to every universe that our differences do not make us separate. Where we honor those who have fallen not with blood, not with anger, but with compassion and caring for each and every creature we can find.
Maybe you would call me an old fool for saying so. Maybe you think I've gone a bit crazy. But this is what I believe in my heart - that the bonds we share are best served with love and not hatred, with looking to the future and not the past. We can learn from the past, but if we ignore the lessons we have learned, we will repeat it over and over again.
[He falls silent, and hunches over a bit again. It's been a while since he's spoken like that.]
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Colin is correct. Take it from someone experienced - those who have weapons like that will find excuses to fire them, or build more and more destructive weapons. What you suggest will only lead to cycles of violence. Violence, bloodshed, and the repetition of history, literally or figuratively.
[His voice starts off quiet, but as he sweeps an arm to indicate the crowd around him, it grows louder, and he straightens up even taller. Even beneath his shabby clothing, there's a regal bearing there, a confidence that seems to firm up his movements and keep his speech clear and precise. He turns as he speaks, addressing the crowd as a whole.]
People of this world, of other worlds, we are at a crossroads. We can continue cycles of violence, of despair, of bloodshed and death for yourselves and your fellows, even beyond simple war - cycles of pain and loss, of losing people again and again and again. Of eventually dishonoring your bonds with the ones you care about most, with the ones that would be ashamed to see you spill the blood they so dearly cherish!
Or... we can build a new society together. Where we are not just Cael and Ura, natives and newcomers, where we work together and prove to every universe that our differences do not make us separate. Where we honor those who have fallen not with blood, not with anger, but with compassion and caring for each and every creature we can find.
Maybe you would call me an old fool for saying so. Maybe you think I've gone a bit crazy. But this is what I believe in my heart - that the bonds we share are best served with love and not hatred, with looking to the future and not the past. We can learn from the past, but if we ignore the lessons we have learned, we will repeat it over and over again.
[He falls silent, and hunches over a bit again. It's been a while since he's spoken like that.]