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  The bright lights come on, her director signals and Serina goes directly into her journalistic dictum, "This is Serina reporting for the Colonial News Service in the Caprican Governmental Ampitheater. Tonight's feature story, 'Aftermath: The Colonies Survive to See Another Sunrise,'"
   Had the Veiwer watched close enough, they might have seen Serina wince the slightest bit from the meladrama in her story's working title, apparently a slight bad-habit she had picked up from her time spent with the mud-daggits at the Colonial Scoop.
   But the skilled professionl continues without missing a beat,
"Leading Citizens, and those of our people are gathered here together at the Complex Ampitheater anxiously awaiting a report to them by leading figures in our government as to the Present Safety and Welfare of the Colonies; our Citizens would most like to be informed of the Status and Progress of the Military and Fleet in Their Campaign to Break the Confeiture Blackade and to restore to these United Colonies, the Peace and Freedoms to which they become so accustommed to."
   A low-volume thrump is beat on a muffled base drum, Serina haushes her voice, "it appears that Our first Speaker will be Sire Uri. Now Uri approaches," Serina says as she lowers her head and backs out of the camera-frame.

   The first Speaker is Sire Uri. He steps up to the Podium which is set behind a decorative floral arrangement of orchids.
   Uri places his hands on either side of the Podium, "Greetings leading Citizens, and people of Caprica," he says with some apparent sincerity, 'i am most surprised, but none the less pleased to see so many of you out and about this morning."
   There are a few sympathetic nods and even smiles in the ampitheater audience.
   Uri looks at the crowds good humor and continues on, "Why Just this morning the most humorous thing happened, the Siress and myself were on our way to.."
   Sire Uri looks out to see the members of the audience are either loking away or coughing politely, "But enough about my domestic adventures," the Sire annonces, "You have come to be benefitted by the laudatories of these speakers who follow me," Sire Uri regains his cadence, "I wish to intorduce our first Speaker of this Assembly, the most-esteemed Senator Commodious."

 

 

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