11-26-2014, 10:01 PM
The Sierra Leonean reporter, Adisa Jackson, took note of Legionnaire Vander's response, but before he could follow up on anything, he was interrupted by another reporter. The American woman he had been hearing of lately. With only a limited time before the Legion's CEO would be available for questioning, Adisa took his leave of Vanders and Lawrence, and moved off to learn more about what had happened at the school and how so many Temne had come to be in the Legion's care.
He was Mende by birth, but he hadn't the same prejudices that had led to the current conflict. Perhaps he was a bit of an idealist under it all, but he did hope for a day when Sierra Leone had become whole again, and such ridiculous and outdated notions could be set aside. And, perhaps, the stories he could glean of the conflict would help lead to that day.
The American reporter though, Jared Wilson, he had an important VIP at his disposal. At least for the moment. "Of course, Ms Grey. I understand you weren't at the school when this all started. Is it true that your mother paid a large sum to hire Legion Premiere to secure your safety? And of your fellow Red Cross members, of course. It seems unusual that the Red Cross would willingly hire mercenaries."
The man didn't much care for what happened in Sierra Leone. Natalie Grey was a direct link to important people within the CCD. He was indeed a man of veiled prejudice, aimed against the CCD, and anything that might make people of power there look bad was good for his business. Legion Premiere, despite it's seemingly glowing and spotless reputation, was at it's heart just mercenaries. Murderers for hire.
Jacques emerged from the make-shift command center of the camp, located in the main building, with Lt Aaron Kamenashi at his side. He turned to speak briefly with the Lieutenant, and the man's posture was stiff, his response curt but professional before taking his leave and vanishing into the building that housed the Red Cross' office.
Knowing the reporters were on the ground, he had his game face on. All smiles, Jacques stopped to speak with some of the leaders among the refugees, then moved towards where the reporters had parked to set up their gear. The interview would be a more static shoot and they could rely on better gear, with a strategic view of the camp. The trucks of General Wallace-Johnsons' troops were due to arrive shortly, just enough time to let the reporters get in a few questions.
He cut an impressive figure in his fatigues and armour, a sidearm boldly strapped to his thigh. At first glance, he certainly didn't seem the sort to stand in a boardroom speaking to businessmen about employment contracts and investment opportunities. It had been a carefully maintained reputation for years, since he had become the company's CEO and he had been thrust forward as the face of the Legion, but after the publicly witnessed events of the Battle of Jedah, it was perhaps time to let that mask go.
The reporters were informed of the CEO's availability for questioning by some of the Legion's Sierra Leone augmentees, local men that had been hired on and trained by Legionnaires in the field. It was a somewhat unorthodox approach for a private security company, especially one with such strict employment requirements as the Legion, but it went far towards winning over the local population. The Legion brought security and employment wherever they were contracted, and having a few locals on the payroll gave them a direct link to the local rumour mill.
Edited by Jacques, Nov 27 2014, 10:13 PM.
He was Mende by birth, but he hadn't the same prejudices that had led to the current conflict. Perhaps he was a bit of an idealist under it all, but he did hope for a day when Sierra Leone had become whole again, and such ridiculous and outdated notions could be set aside. And, perhaps, the stories he could glean of the conflict would help lead to that day.
The American reporter though, Jared Wilson, he had an important VIP at his disposal. At least for the moment. "Of course, Ms Grey. I understand you weren't at the school when this all started. Is it true that your mother paid a large sum to hire Legion Premiere to secure your safety? And of your fellow Red Cross members, of course. It seems unusual that the Red Cross would willingly hire mercenaries."
The man didn't much care for what happened in Sierra Leone. Natalie Grey was a direct link to important people within the CCD. He was indeed a man of veiled prejudice, aimed against the CCD, and anything that might make people of power there look bad was good for his business. Legion Premiere, despite it's seemingly glowing and spotless reputation, was at it's heart just mercenaries. Murderers for hire.
Jacques emerged from the make-shift command center of the camp, located in the main building, with Lt Aaron Kamenashi at his side. He turned to speak briefly with the Lieutenant, and the man's posture was stiff, his response curt but professional before taking his leave and vanishing into the building that housed the Red Cross' office.
Knowing the reporters were on the ground, he had his game face on. All smiles, Jacques stopped to speak with some of the leaders among the refugees, then moved towards where the reporters had parked to set up their gear. The interview would be a more static shoot and they could rely on better gear, with a strategic view of the camp. The trucks of General Wallace-Johnsons' troops were due to arrive shortly, just enough time to let the reporters get in a few questions.
He cut an impressive figure in his fatigues and armour, a sidearm boldly strapped to his thigh. At first glance, he certainly didn't seem the sort to stand in a boardroom speaking to businessmen about employment contracts and investment opportunities. It had been a carefully maintained reputation for years, since he had become the company's CEO and he had been thrust forward as the face of the Legion, but after the publicly witnessed events of the Battle of Jedah, it was perhaps time to let that mask go.
The reporters were informed of the CEO's availability for questioning by some of the Legion's Sierra Leone augmentees, local men that had been hired on and trained by Legionnaires in the field. It was a somewhat unorthodox approach for a private security company, especially one with such strict employment requirements as the Legion, but it went far towards winning over the local population. The Legion brought security and employment wherever they were contracted, and having a few locals on the payroll gave them a direct link to the local rumour mill.
Edited by Jacques, Nov 27 2014, 10:13 PM.