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[It’s not unusual for Cassian to be wearing his uniform jacket or other parts of his uniform as these are his comfort clothes, but today he’s looking all Rebel Alliance soldier in full uniform, nothing Attleton about him. His entire posture is far more military now as he stands to address the network.]

By our best conversions to the local calendar, today is the anniversary known as Empire Day in my galaxy. It is a day on which the Galactic Empire shows its might on every occupied world with military parades and a grandiose speech in which the Emperor once again lauds progress and advancement when all that has progressed is his tyranny.

For all those who oppose the Empire it is a day to have the power of our enemy driven home – but also a day to think about the necessity of resisting their might, no matter the personal cost to us. For us in the Alliance to Restore the Republic it is a day on which we think about the reasons we fight, and the sacrifices we are willing to make.

I have no intentions to hold a parade of our own in Attleton. But we are going to meet in the park this afternoon, a few of us, celebrating that we are still around to spite the Empire, even if only from afar. We invite all those who have been fighting for freedom and against tyranny in their own universes. I can’t think of a better way to spite the Empire today than a gathering of rebels and resistance fighters from many worlds. So if you consider yourself one, feel invited to the park in Attleton to meet and share your experiences and the cause you fight for.


action, Attleton park, Sunday afternoon

[Unlike the fundraiser planned for next week, this is a highly informal get-together on the meadow by the lake. There are a few blankets spread out, two large picnic basket filled with snacks and cakes and a cooler with drinks. He's even listened to Demyx's complaints and stuck for the most part to local Attleton food, bringing only a few dishes from his own galaxy.

K-2SO can be seen fiddling with daytime fireworks, occasionally firing one off to paint the sky with trails of smoke in the bright orange-red of the Rebel Alliance. Near some orange flares placed on the ground in bottles, an Oricorio pokemon is proudly dancing flamenco and juggling swords.

The other remarkable thing giving it away as more than a regular group of Attletonies enjoying an afternoon in the park is the sheer number of pokemon running around, chasing another and play-fighting under a still uniformed Cassian Andor's watchful gaze.

...or his not so watchful gaze. He hurries to the edge of the lake, scooping up what looks like an oversized ice cream cone. The water at the shore is already covered by a thin layer of ice.] No, Hoth, we agreed we won't be freezing the lake today!


[OOC: Feel free to post a top-level and/or mingle with another at the get-together.]