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Palikaya T'Rehkuh

"Hurry up, I can hear them coming," an insurgent man said to the intelligence operative assigned to the unit.
"I'm going as fast as I can," the operative snapped. He kept his eyes on the monitor as he spoke, looking back and forth at the lines of text and code, "but GS encryption is incredibly difficult to crack."
"Relax, Steven. Everything in due time," a grey-haired man wearing a long, thin jacket said to the first insurgent.
"Sorry sir."
"Alright, give me a few more seconds aaaand.... ok you're live, sir," the operative told the man. The man coughed before approaching the microphone next to the computer the operative was at.

"People of the Allied Fascist Union, please, hear my words. Our people have faced many things from civil war to war on other nations, and we have endured. However, there is a force out there that seeks to drive apart the very fabric of unity that has kept our many peoples together, a force that seeks to crush our hopes and dreams until nothing remains but fear, and a force that easily covers its tracks behind the curtain of lies and mystery. That force is none other than the Crimson Empire and their Empress, Qiana Sectonia.
I come here, first, to shed some light on a few things that have happened. The atomic blast over Celestial Springs was no accident. Our movement had begun to organize a significant presence in the town, and they caught wind, so they began an evacuation of their loyal residents and destroyed the town with an atomic bomb to send a message to the rest of us. Second, Fort Aukh was secretly sympathetic to our cause, and GS moved in to snuff out the entire base. By now, nothing remains of the base but a gutted interior and the bodies of the massacred
And even then, so much has not been published by the now-defunct press that it only scratches the surface of what this regime has done to us who are not loyal to their cause. So, people of the Allied Fascist Union, rise up and meet the challenge. Face those who have put us down and stomped on all we have held dear!"
In the broadcast, a very loud thud is audible followed by gunfire in the background.
"They come to snuff us out now, but it is too late. To those outside, it pains me to ask outsiders, but this is our most desperate hour. Help us, please, we ne-"

The broadcast is cut off and the channel goes to static. The man with the jacket slams his hand on the table the microphone was on, scaring the operative next to him. Suddenly, the door in front of them is knocked down, and through it a woman in incredibly elaborate combar armor walks through. The men in the room immediately recognize her as Ang'jmizn T’Peyra Vakh. Behind her several IGF soldiers flood the room.
"Well, this is a surprise. We all thought you were dead, Mr. Autumn," TPeyra said to the man in the jacket.
"Augustus is dead. I'm his brother," the man responded. T'Peyra pointed at the operative and the insurgent soldier and nodded her head before the soldiers killed both of them instantly.
"Arrest him. Her majesty wants him alive," T'Peyra said. The soldiers complied, handcuffing the man and carrying him out of the room.
"And you, set charges to eliminate this broadcasting tower. It no longer serves for the good of the Empire."