11-05-2014, 08:00 PM
Jacques and Lt Kamenashi vanished into the main administrative building of the facility shortly before the reporters had arrived. Legion men working along side the members of the Red Cross saw to it that the meager supplies were put to best use, while other Legionnaires took their places in the staggered guard towers or checked on their vehicles and gear. A few even managed to get to ground, sleeping in full kit in the relative shade provided by buildings or equipment.
The reporters had their drivers park their vehicles as directed by Legionnaire Vanders, then tasked their people to set up what little equipment they had. Neither were affiliated with any big networks; they were freelance reporters, who would sell their stories to the highest bidders.
An older man, clearly experienced and well used to life in regions such as what Sierra Leone had become, wore a helmet emblazoned with 'Press' on the back, and a bullet proof vest that had clearly seen a long life of use. It gave him an almost trustworthy air; the man had been around, and knew how things were done. Knew the risks, and more importantly, knew how to work both sides in a conflict to get the best story. An American, the man had been working in Africa for decades, although as a freelance reporter, he was not a recognized face on the evening news.
The other reporter was a Sierra Leonean man, a known name on the national news channel. Adisa Jackson refused to be overshadowed by the more experienced American freelance reporter, and as the camera crews worked to set up their gear, the man stepped up to Legionnaire Vanders and offered a hand to shake, "You are American, yes? It is unusual to see someone like yourself in Legion Premiere. What brought you to Africa?"
"I am sorry you must see my country in such a state, but much like these people, I must thank you for all your efforts so far. There is no doubt that you and your comrades have saved countless lives in only a few short days. It was most fortuitous that your company was here in such numbers already, isn't it? I've heard there are a surprising number of Americans and Custody citizens in the Legion these days. A surprising organization, considering ongoing political and social tension between the two countries isn't it? Do you find it challenging to work with former CCD soldiers? What is your opinion on General Wallace-Johnson's recent pressures on the government and rumours of corruption and violence on the part of soldiers under his command? Some feel that the Legion has over-stepped it's bounds regarding the establishment of these camps around the country. How is it a privately owned company's place to take such responsibilities on itself? Where is the profit in tying up so much of the Legion's sadly depleted manpower here in Sierra Leone, especially after the recently and drastic losses suffered in Saudi Arabia?"
Personally, Adisa was thankful for the Legion's presence and activities to date, but as a reporter he had to dig for anything that could be used to spin a good story, or else he wouldn't get paid.
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The American reporter left Adisa to the small fries. He had done his research, and even had an idea of who exactly was visiting the make-shift refugee camp that day, something that had not been leaked by Jacques. Jared Wilson scanned the camp as his three man crew set up their equipment, then waved for one man carrying a small, expensive camera with built-in satellite link, usually used for live broadcasts, and made his way towards a scattering group of Red Cross workers.
His goal quickly revealed herself amid a crowd of waifs and orphans, in the company of another of the Legionnaires and Azubuike Timbo, another man with whom Jared wished to interview. The CEO had given him ample time to arm himself with questions, and now it was a matter of ferreting them out.
He approached with a warm smile, making his presence known to the trio. He was a charming man by most opinions, which was part of why he had survived in his chosen line of work for so long. "Mr Timbo. Miss Grey. I am Jared Wilson, freelancer. I was wondering if you might have some time for a few questions about the future of your organization's school in Masiaka?"
Edited by Jacques, Nov 5 2014, 08:00 PM.
The reporters had their drivers park their vehicles as directed by Legionnaire Vanders, then tasked their people to set up what little equipment they had. Neither were affiliated with any big networks; they were freelance reporters, who would sell their stories to the highest bidders.
An older man, clearly experienced and well used to life in regions such as what Sierra Leone had become, wore a helmet emblazoned with 'Press' on the back, and a bullet proof vest that had clearly seen a long life of use. It gave him an almost trustworthy air; the man had been around, and knew how things were done. Knew the risks, and more importantly, knew how to work both sides in a conflict to get the best story. An American, the man had been working in Africa for decades, although as a freelance reporter, he was not a recognized face on the evening news.
The other reporter was a Sierra Leonean man, a known name on the national news channel. Adisa Jackson refused to be overshadowed by the more experienced American freelance reporter, and as the camera crews worked to set up their gear, the man stepped up to Legionnaire Vanders and offered a hand to shake, "You are American, yes? It is unusual to see someone like yourself in Legion Premiere. What brought you to Africa?"
"I am sorry you must see my country in such a state, but much like these people, I must thank you for all your efforts so far. There is no doubt that you and your comrades have saved countless lives in only a few short days. It was most fortuitous that your company was here in such numbers already, isn't it? I've heard there are a surprising number of Americans and Custody citizens in the Legion these days. A surprising organization, considering ongoing political and social tension between the two countries isn't it? Do you find it challenging to work with former CCD soldiers? What is your opinion on General Wallace-Johnson's recent pressures on the government and rumours of corruption and violence on the part of soldiers under his command? Some feel that the Legion has over-stepped it's bounds regarding the establishment of these camps around the country. How is it a privately owned company's place to take such responsibilities on itself? Where is the profit in tying up so much of the Legion's sadly depleted manpower here in Sierra Leone, especially after the recently and drastic losses suffered in Saudi Arabia?"
Personally, Adisa was thankful for the Legion's presence and activities to date, but as a reporter he had to dig for anything that could be used to spin a good story, or else he wouldn't get paid.
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The American reporter left Adisa to the small fries. He had done his research, and even had an idea of who exactly was visiting the make-shift refugee camp that day, something that had not been leaked by Jacques. Jared Wilson scanned the camp as his three man crew set up their equipment, then waved for one man carrying a small, expensive camera with built-in satellite link, usually used for live broadcasts, and made his way towards a scattering group of Red Cross workers.
His goal quickly revealed herself amid a crowd of waifs and orphans, in the company of another of the Legionnaires and Azubuike Timbo, another man with whom Jared wished to interview. The CEO had given him ample time to arm himself with questions, and now it was a matter of ferreting them out.
He approached with a warm smile, making his presence known to the trio. He was a charming man by most opinions, which was part of why he had survived in his chosen line of work for so long. "Mr Timbo. Miss Grey. I am Jared Wilson, freelancer. I was wondering if you might have some time for a few questions about the future of your organization's school in Masiaka?"
Edited by Jacques, Nov 5 2014, 08:00 PM.