Jacob suppresses a blush at his mother's praise - he's always tried to pretend that he didn't like it - and nods. "Alright, then, mother. Just..." He gives her a long look. "Just...you don't have to agree to anything...drastic. There'll be another way to get what we want." He doesn't say what he's referring to, but he hardly needs to. Jacob has always assumed that his mother's way of making deals was something she didn't want to do, but was forced into by circumstance, so he gives her a smile and a pat on the shoulder. "Alright." He says after a silent moment. "I should head out to meet with those representatives."
@majus
Turning, he leaves his parents, and contacts his political aide, Mysandra, the woman appearing via a hologram at his wrist.
"Hey, My. Could you contact the VEL and CCL for me? I'd like to get a meeting with some of their senators. Preferably one after the other."
Jacob turns on the charm, as he faces the reporter. "Hello, there." He turns to the camera. "I won't lie to you, people of Sanctum Mesa. We've suffered a setback, today. But with or without Asari money, I know that we will recover. Our people have survived so much. Not only survived, but thrived! Built a great republic, where men and elves can live their lives in peace and safety, and not be tyrannised by petty warlords like so many other places. Keep the faith, good people, and these uncertain times will end." He nods. "If you wish to act, join me, in helping the poor and the needy, put your energy into aiding those who can't aid themselves."He hired the woman a few months ago. She was looking for a job, after returning from Asari republics, where she finished economic studies.
Mysandra nodded.
"I think I will be able to set a meeting with VEL soon - maybe next few hours."
Which wouldn't be strange, considering she was romantically engaged with one of Asari secretaries working for VEL senator.
"As for CCL-"
"Senator!" Before she could finish, Jacob was intercepted by a reporter, a flying camera focusing on him.
"Any comment about the latest voting? What the JL plans to do now with the crisis when your motion failed!?"
"The people should have the final say over who represents them in government, but this simply isn't the time for political back-stabbing. We need to put this financial crisis to rest, and then the topic of leadership can be addressed." Jacob replies.
"Ah ALYSSA!" Jean greeted as she approached by the gynoid, "please be a dear and schedule meetings with the pair of independent senators that voted against my husband's proposal. Separate meetings if at all possible. Thank you."Her husband nodded his head, still deep in thought.
"Start negotiations with the independents... I will try to convince those few strays in our ranks." He waved his hand.
Years ago, he would show her more feeling... now, their interactions were purely professional...
After Jean made her goodbyes to her son, she was approached by her ever silent assistant and secretary - and gynoid she bought a couple of years ago... She was a great personal assistant and had a few defensive functions... While not as flexible as humans, she was loyal - due to her programming.
Jean gave the gynoid an annoyed glare, she didn't enjoy repeating herself. "Separately if possible." she said slowly, nearly quoting herself from moments before before she let out a huff. "Honestly ALYSSA, there are days I want to take you into a shop and get a complete diagnostic run on you. It feels like half the time I give you instructions you don't hear them."
"Well-"
"Senators!" Before she could say anything a reporter approached the duo.
"Ling Cao, Sky News! How would you comment on the voting and fail to pass JL's motion? Why did your party voted against the petition that would aid Snactum Mesain this difficult time?"
(That's okay, we all miss stuff.)
"I'm sure you know that I can't talk about current policy. But believe me, we're working tirelessly to make sure that our Republic remains in a good place." He smiles.
"Social life?" Jacob laughs. "Sorry, what station do you represent, again? I thought I was talking to a news reporter, not a paparazzo." He turns on the charm, trying to make the reporter seem like a fool for the audience. "Our people are going through an economic crisis, and you're asking about my mother's social life? I assure you that at the moment, she doesn't have a social life, nor do I. We're both working hard to keep this Republic afloat. Speaking of which, I think that's all the time I have." He turns and leaves.