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Recolonization of
Earth Done Right
AKA: that time we didn't send 100 kids to die

Marcus Kane, the newly appointed Chancellor of the Ark walked to the center of the room, and faced the crowd of select members of population. When he spoke, it was in a calm vice, with measured words. "The Ark is dying." The told them, getting directly to the point, and not giving them too much time to think on it and panic. "For almost a year now we have had engineers working around the clock to try and fix what is wrong. We have failed. Because of this, we are planning a mission to attempt to recolonize Earth." He paused once more, to allow them a second to react to that. "I know that we have all been taught in school that Earth needs another 100 years before it is ready for human life, but the Ark will not last two. We will be putting together a team to go down to Earth. The dropship has 100 seats, and it is volunteer only. We need medics, mechanics, farmers, guardsmen, and many more jobs filled. Because of the risks involved, we ask that all volunteers be over the age of 18 and have no children in their care. More information will be given to the volunteers, for everyone else this is classified and you will be tried for treason if you leak this information."

If you wish to volunteer,
you can PM Marcus or reply below!
Muses must be 18! We are not sending kids! NO stowaways!
If you want to join but not sure how, PM Marcus!
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"She obviously didn't do this alone. Do we know who else was involved? Will there be a formal investigation?" "There is already one underway," Marcus bit out, still angry with his son for taking these risks! He was going to loose everything he had worked for--or worse get flaoted--because of this girl! While he liked Braeden as a guard, he didn't want this ruining his son's chances of being on the council one day--IF they kept the Ark alive that long!

"Often," Marcus threw up his hand in disapproval at Bellamy's words. He thought back to the bra last year, and the dinners were Bellamy came disheveled. "For how long?" He asked, quietly, trying to find out what damage control he could do. "We've been friends for years and everyone knows it. Us being alone together isn't suspicious." That was what he was banking on?

"Do you know who they are questioning right now? Everyone Raven Rayes came in contact with. They can't find her connection to Griffin. They aren't sure how she found out and got to Griffin. What they do know, is that she hung out with some of the engineers a lot. One of them is your friend. If they can connect the leak to him; they will look at you. They will tear open your life, son, and they will look at why you didn't stop this. They are not going to look at a friendship, they are going to to look at how much time you spend alone with her. They are going to see a guardsmen who is breaking rules--and they will float you for this." IF that engineer was innocent, then no one would come looking. IF he was guilty then this would all fall on Bellamy's head.

"You need to go to her, right now and end this. You need to start covering your tracks. Find a pretty girl and take her on a date. Put distance between you and Quinn. Reassign her back to factory! Just end it, now."

"I haven't asked you for anything my entire life," Was he now going to play off of his mother's former place in his life? What did that even mean? There was no reason to ask him for anything, he owed the boy nothing. "But I'm asking for it now. Not for me, for Octavia Blake." Nor did he owe the girl anything. He had done what he could for them in the name of their mother but this was getting old. "Because she is your daughter." This was . . . . a lie. It had to be.

Marcus could only stare at him for moment. How desperate he had to be to try this one. Mentally he counted backwards to the last night he had with Aurora. One where they'd crossed paths at a unity day thing, and had gotten caught up int he moment. How long ago was that? 16 years? 17? "I have no children, and making up such lies will only get you in more trouble. I have been lenient with you, and your family; when normally I would have made an example of you. Do not push me." 17 years. It had been 17 years? How old was the girl? 16? Marcus knew there was a chance. It made he waver, but he couldn't show it. Because Blake could have read his mother's journal or something, and make the connection. Aurora would not do that to him! She would not have lied to him for 16 years! She would have come to him and been honest. Hell! He had expected Bellamy to be his more then the girl! There was more chance of that! It made him look at the boy before him a bit closer. NO! He had no children--not a daughter, not a son!

"I thought you came her as a father, not a Vice Chancellor," That little sassy bastard. Marcus looked at Bellamy in a silent, disapproving, and unblinking glare. He maintained it until Bellamy spoke again, and his words were more calm, and suggested that he might be getting somewhere. He wasn't here to make things worse! He was trying to find his footing. He was trying to figure out what this meant for himself! He didn't need a someone trying to make him feel worse! "How do you propose to help her?"

Marcus blinked, and looked around the room. "Right now no one knows of this but us two. We are going to keep it this way. My word as an unbiased council man will carry more weight." If it became known she was his daughter, then he wouldn't be apart of the decision. He'd loose his job. Might even be floated. "I need to know what I can of her. I need you to stop thinking of like her brother. I need to know as much of what i can. What she is good at, what rules she knows. What she needs to know to be a citizen. I need a reason to enough others to allow her to join the Ark."

"Don't stand there and tell me what i know." Marcus told him without anger. "You broke the law, and you will be the one to pay for it. We will deal with her as an adult, and look at her actions she had made since." He was doing what he could but the law was the law. He wasn't going to push it more. If they let families trade siblings then any time a child before unwanted they would want to trade--or if a child was arrested. He wasn't going to open up that hole of trouble.

"We have already passed judgment. You can revisit this when her 18th birthday is approaching. For now, this is done. You are dismissed." He was telling Bellamy to leave now while he had the chance. Because if he kept pushing things, then they would leave him in a cell to 'cool off' for a while. Marcus didn't want this to drag out. He wanted it to end. "You can report to the Skybox, and they will give you your visit. You have until the end of the day." He was all he could give him.

Bellamy asked what he meant and Marcus had rather not tried to explain, but he knew that there was no way Bellamy could know what had happened on the Ark. No one was rising up and pointing fingers in blame, but Marcus knew that they should be. He had taken 320 loved ones from them, and now they were following him and thanking him, and he wasn't sure they should be. Once he had just assumed they would, as was his right by his title. Now he saw things differently.

"I am saying that, I am aware of the weight that falls upon a person, when they spoke the right words or pressed a button and had over 300 lives taken. It's not an easy weight to bare. No matter how much it had to be done." Or how much it didn't have to be done. Because just after the culling the radio had worked. Had he given it it enough time, had he not pushed so hard--then their would be more alive today. He knew many would have died anyway when the Ark lost power, but not everyone. They could have saved more.