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Capital City, Osiris: Town Hall
The timing of the press conference and his announcement had been carefully planned.
Later that day, waving to the cameras and media captures filming for the evening's newsfeeds, Gabriel and Regan Tam had left Londinium on the first stage of their trip, prior to beginning the outward-arcing tour towards the Border and Rim. The first stop, of course, is Osiris -- the planet that Gabriel Tam represents in Parliament, and the location of the Tam family estate.
Home, in other words.
Still, even a brief vacation at home has its obligations and opportunities, and Gabriel is Osiris's member Senator on the Council of Seven, after all. The first town hall open meeting had been scheduled to take place in Capital City, the evening after their arrival.
He'd seen to it that his security personnel had been informed prior to the announcement as a courtesy. It should have given them plenty of time to arrange matters, and in fact it had.
However, that was before anyone had realized that the Senator would see fit to make a point of declaring his clear confidence regarding his personal safety and security. As a consequence, unbeknownst to Gabriel, hidden cameras trained on all entrances and exits from the venue have been hastily activated in order to keep track of all attendees, each of whom is undergoing an automated ident-scan.
One can't be too careful, after all.
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"If you squint?"
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He's speaking a little flatly.
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Because that's not why he's here. He's not here to lobby, or educate, or -- whatever.
And if he feels a little overexposed... that's ridiculous.
" -- he doesn't know, and he's not going to find out from me."
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He shifts from foot to foot. "Don't go to any trouble on my account." Dry.
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And shakes his head a little. "What do you think you have to gain by being accomodating?"
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"What makes you think I'm doing this for reasons of personal gain?"
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"I have nothing to gain by refraining from mentioning your presence here tonight, Dr. Jordan. I doubt that I have anything lose by it, either. Therefore, there's no reason that I shouldn't accede to your request, is there?"
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A pause.
"Was I wrong?"
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"No, Dr. Jordan, I can assure you that's not the case."
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"I'm sure this is nothing you haven't considered before, but let me underscore it for you. You've done a lot for people on the Rim. And that's great. It really is." There's no evidence of anything but sincerity, either. "At the same time, as one of your constituents, albeit one who watches parliamentary sessions like they're sporting events, I have to wonder what it is exactly that you've done for the people who actually elected you to represent them. I have to ask myself that question. And you can bet that I'm not the only one asking it."
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"Dr. Jordan, with all due respect, if that's a serious inquiry then perhaps you've not been paying quite the amount of attention to detail that you appear to believe you have."
Gabriel shakes his head.
"I'll tell you the same thing I'd tell anyone who asked me that outside the context of a specific topical area. Review the records, if you like. You'll find they're all openly available to the public, whether you're interested in the vote rolls or sponsorship lists or otherwise. Then do feel free to contact my office with any specific questions, and I'll see they're answered."
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"Xièxie nĭ." A beat, and his glance flicks to the far door where Mark Jiang has just entered, waving at him. "It appears that I'm overdue in attending upon the rest of the group."
His attention returns to Jordan. "Will you be joining us?"
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