Chase Fallon

so faar known data leaks:

"A decadent Gallente harlot, parading her vanity as virtue.
She abandoned her Federation’s hollow gods for the Minmatar’s barbaric cause,
cloaking her sin in noble lies.
Her fleets are an abomination,
her words a siren’s call
leading souls astray — she dares play savior
while drowning in pride.
Every life she coddles defies divine will;
her reckoning comes swift, and her flock will scatter before the flame."

"Gallente poster girl with a hero complex—give me a break.
She’s got piloting skills and a knack for schmoozing,
but she’s bleeding cash on sentimentality.
Left the Navy to play freedom fighter — noble, sure,
if you ignore the overhead.
Her alliances are fragile, her fleets are overextended,
and she’s too busy coddling her people to see the bottom line.
I’d poach her contracts and let her sink in her own idealism."

"Gallente brass with a heart — flies like a demon
and talks our allies into line like it’s a damn party.
She’s out there leading squads, dodging ambushes,
and somehow keeping us from turning into cannon fodder.
Cares too much, if you ask me, but it’s kept us alive.
Her and the CEO? The Brutor? It’s a circus—strategy,
muscle, and charm shouldn’t mix this well.
I keep waiting for the cracks, but they’re holding.
Barely believe it myself."