Paragon Speaks..
The ride back to he institute is quiet, at least on Jun Min’s behalf as she ponders the events of the afternoon. The CNN live feed shows more images of the fighting, and then the interview with Ryan “Comet” Prolaski and Billy “Paladin” Bowen. Jimmy laughs the whole time, watching the video feed, sarcastically calling each of the elites involved, Justice Elite: Junior.
The feed changes though to a live summit, just outside of the Congo Protectorate border, held by the Justice Elite, and particular, Paragon. He is a tall male in his late twenties, with a well-toned physique, wearing the standard black suit of the Justice Elite with white and purple highlights. He is bald, and his eyes glow a strange purple as he speaks, his voce is powerful but belies a strong British accent.
“Good afternoon, it has been brought to our attention, that terrorists linked to Adaba Adid were foiled earlier today in Mudaba Adin by young elites, their objective is not known at this time, but such acts of terror and tyranny will not go unpunished. Justice Elite has worked tirelessly to cripple the Adaba Adid administration,” he gestures with force as his eyes blaze with intensity, “but many of our critics have stated that our efforts are ineffective. That is not the case, we are simply fighting a different kind of war then could be expected, with the backing of a nation, access to black technology, and the will to use such illegal technology, Adaba Adid has made this current conflict extremely difficult. But rest assured, the security of the world’s nations is paramount, and we must all take a lesson from those young elites in Mudaba Adin, that the responsibility to combat terror is a responsibility we can all take in our own way.”
Paragon pauses, and looks to the camera, “Comet, Paladin, and the rest of you young elites, thank you, and I am sure the citizens of Mudaba Adin thank you as well. That is all,” and the feed changes back to the CNN local affiliate.
Jun Min sighs as the van pulls into the garage of the Institute, she shuts it off and gets out, “Well welcome back, sorry about all the excitement, I really wanted to get a new bathing suit too,” she sighs once more, and then looks to the youths, “sorry about all that, but we are home, there is still plenty to do around here.”