Title: In Time
Author: Karina
Rating: PG
Pairing: Milliardo
Notes: Challenge 217. Baby Series 4 #109. Takes place following Sanc's Way.
Spoilers: None
Warnings:
Many thanks to ShenLong Deb for her work betaing this set of fics.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine.
Title: In Time
Really, it was past time something was done to officially recognise the brave people who had fought for Sanc. And not just those who were native born citizens who had worked from the shadows to maintain that national sense of identity. Something needed to be done to recognise those individuals who had physically taken up arms against the invaders.
He had wanted a war memorial constructed from the beginning, and he was tired of hearing the excuses. He was advised again and again not to pursue a memorial. It was better to allow people to forget, to move on...
He really was not of a mind to listen to that advice any longer.
Something needed to be done to recognise the events that had taken place. It had not been pretty, it had been vicious bloody and heartbreaking. It had happened and pretending otherwise was unhealthy. Yes, it was undoubtedly true that wounds still remained fresh, but it was also true that some wounds never healed unless they were lanced and the poison within drained.
Handled properly, carefully, it would be possible, even in Sanc's pacifist doctrine.
There were ways and means to get around those objectors who lived in positions of power. A little bit of objective thinking, a good, rational design... Yes, he would see that it would be possible to get the desired result. It would not be the soldiers alone who would be remembered. Everyone who had survived the occupation would be recognised, from the War Orphans to the Soldiers who had eventually liberated the country from the Alliance, and the Alliance soldiers too would be remembered and honoured. Everyone, especially those who had worked in the shadows. The hidden patriots, the resistance.
He would need to speak to Pagan, to garner his input, but it was high time he moved on this. It was a community project that could be used to pull the people together, and it must be something uniquely Sancian in design and intent. They were a multi cultural nation, so it must appeal to the differing ethnic factions and end as something that said 'Sanc'.
For those who died when Sanc had fallen, and in the interim years; for those who had defended Sanc, fought for its ideals and freedom to be independent during the occupation, and for those who had come when it was all over, seeking something they might be incapable of even naming. For those who had died, those who had survived and those who came seeking something that they thought only Sanc could offer.
It needed to appeal to them all.
Its functionality would be determined in due time, the design, how it was to be seen and used... All would come in time, but its appeal, that already he had determined. It was to be a cornerstone marking the recovery of the nation for its strength and pure stubborn pride.
Sanc had, against all the odds survived... and would continue to.
End
Karina Robertson 2013