NationStates Jolt Archive

John looked around the room, and relized he had only packed two suits. "Well son of a bitch," he said allowed to no one in particular. He wanted to look good, but decided a wrinkled suit wouldnt present the best impression.. He decided to go casuall, and quickly grabbed a blue and darker blue rugby shirt, and a pair of pressed 'cargo' style kahkis. He quickly messed with his hair before heading down to the carriages.

Messaline walked towards the Imperial Green with his entourage laden with gifts. He seeks out the princess...

Kisar Get's ready to go outside into the courtyard.

he get's his Sith robes on and puts the other artusionCrystal's into a safe that's Built into the Wall and goes outside his room


he hums the Trasian National Anthem "The Trasian Heart"

James returned the bow, still trying to get a gauge of the man. "That is quite understandable, Prince," he smiled, deciding to put on his most friendly face until events warranted otherwise. It was a rather annoyed glance he shot at Leontime's companion when she fell to her knees, but James quickly reeled it in. "There are times when frankness is unavoidable, and I apologize for overhearing what was not meant for my ears."

Upon hearing of the reception, James nodded slightly, glancing about the hallways and wondering which way to go. After receiving instructions - he felt like a fish out of water so far away from the familiar halls of Dun Adien - James walked behind them. To be honest, he was curious about Nicole, and decided to try and engage her in conversation later. "Are you a good friend of the Royal family?" he asked, somewhat lamely.

Nicole fidgeted uncomfortably and blushed. "I am their loyal servant, Your Majsety." She curtsies. "If my lords will excuse me I have...duties to attend to." She hurried off. Dalag and Leontime climb into a carriage, the doorman waits a moment to see if James wishes to join them or take one of the other carriages.

(OOC: I'll assume John got there...)

John stepped out of the carrage, holding the rather small box, wrapped in elegant matte black paper with a siver ribbon. Compared to what everyone else had brought, his gift seemed rather inadaquite, however, with the nudgeing of a few elbows, and the tuggin of a few strings, he could arrange somethgin nicer. I wonder how they would like a Northampton class? he wondered to himself. He didnt even know if this nation needed a space frigate, let alone somethign like a Northie, as they were affectionately known.

The Emperor and Lila finally arrive, stepping out of their carriage and over to stand by the Emperor. The Emperor beckons Lord Messaline to approach first as the man already seemed headed towards them, smiling gently. "Thank you for coming, Your Highness."

Prince Andreus spots the Emperor and Princess Lila arrive. He quickly finishes his glass of wine, which he hands to a passing waitor. He then adjusts his tie, and strides towards the two. He quickly stops, deciding to wait until the Emperor has had a chance speak to the Empress and to Lord Messaline.

The Emperor glances over and gives a brief smile at Prince Andreus and a nod of acknowledgement before looking back to Lord Messaline. The Empress lets her eyes linger on Andreus a much longer moment, the grey haired, tall woman looking him over in authoratative appraisal.

Nicole fidgeted uncomfortably and blushed. "I am their loyal servant, Your Majsety." She curtsies. "If my lords will excuse me I have...duties to attend to." She hurried off. Dalag and Leontime climb into a carriage, the doorman waits a moment to see if James wishes to join them or take one of the other carriages.

James watched her go, biting on his lower lip slightly, before turning back to the carriage. He nodded and smiled at the doorman. "Thank you, my good man," he said, swinging aboard next to the two princes.

Leontime smiles idly to James as the carriage heads towards the green. "Have you met my sisters, yet?" He asks idly.

"One of them, I believe," nodded James, "and judging by her, I hope to soon meet the remainder. Naoline, her name was. She met us at the aeroflyer dock."

Leontime nodded. "You should meet my older sister as well, soon enough." As the footman gets the door, Leontime and Dalag hop down onto the grass. Dalag strides over to the refreshment table and gets himself a glass of wine while Leontime briefly surveys the crowd. Quietly, he walks over to Andreus and bows. "I presume from your colors you are Prince Andreus, Despot of New Constantinople?"

OOC: can i still join?

OOC: Yes

OOC: thank you...and to add some spice in this rp...: :)

IC:

Among Side 7...deep into the strategic room office of the Emperor:

"Sir...we have receive an invitation concerning about the 23 birthday of the princess of Firana...what would be your reply sir?"...1st Colonel Brt Raine reported...

"Hmmm...how big is their nation again?" the Emperor asks quietly..

"A few million sir...aside from that...they are a monarchal government...also established in october..."

"Experience in war?"

"None that we know sir..."

"Intelligence departments are missing something again.."

"Uhhh...not quite sir..." the colonel sweats unconciously...

"Very well...send Intelligence Officer James Randall with proper diplomatic cover..."

"Yes sir"

"And send our sniper and demolition expert Agent Mikael...assasinate the whole imperial family that will attend the birthday...."

"Sir...what are you planning?"

"None of your bussiness colonel...dismissed"

"Proceeding as you ordered sir..."

chaos will ensue and panic will be put forth among Firana in the days to come... :)

James nodded his farewell to both princes, wandering out into the courtyard. Now, without even Weathers and Princeton to distract him, he was hit with the full force of how much he missed Christin. His thoughts slipped at once from the lovely Green, his thoughts thousands of miles away in rainy Ianapalis.

The delegation from the Holy Empire of the Darkstar is met at the dropsite by a carriage which is there to take them to the reception. There is no modern security check. If nothing is obviously amiss, the carriage will take them to the reception with the other delegates.

Kisar walks into the courtyard and see's a lovely guarden


Kisar (thought) I wish that my daughter Kokiria could see this, she loves flowers like these


he walks into the guarden and sits down on a bench

"Why yes, I am. You are... Prince Leontime if I'm not mistaken, sir?" replies Prince Andreus. He bows politely. "It is a pleasure to make Your Highness' acquaintance!"

Andreus offers an extended hand to Leontime.

The Grand Duchy of DeSavona regrets that a recent injury prevents Prince Garat DeSavona, Heir to the realm, from attending Her Highness's birthday. We have sent one of our prize stallions as a gift for Her Highness on this special day.

-Owen DeSavona, Grand Duke of DeSavona

~~~Great Seal of DeSavona~~~

Messaline bows toward the Emperor and Empress. "I am a mere Defense Minister in my country. There is no need for this courtesy, Your Highness..."

Messaline glances around trying to find Lila. "Where is Princess Lila? I have some gifts for her..."

Prince Leontime nods. "So I am." He shakes Andreus's extended hand. "The honor is all mine, I assure you."

The Emperor gestures towards Lila, who's standing on the other side of him from the Empress.

"Pardon my ignorance, Your Highness," says Andreus. "But would you be Princess Lila's brother, or some other relation? I'm rather embarrassed to ask."

Leontime smiles reassuringly. "There is no need to be embarassed but yes, I am her brother, One of the five, anyway." She nodded. "All of her immediate family will likely be here except Prince Sandar and Princess Belra."

Andreus nods. "I see. I'm quite taken with both your country, and if I may say so, Your Highness, your sister. And another thing, I'm quite taken with your wine!"

Leontime laughs lightly. "It warms my heart to hear that. Princess Lila has had a good deal of trouble winning suitors in the past, to be honest, and it warms my heart to here that a prince of such a renowned as your imperial father's has become taken with her." Leontime glances about. "Are you aquainted with any of the other guests?"

"I'm not, I'm afraid." says Andreus. "But I must say, Your Highness, it puzzles me that a young lady as lovely and demure as your sister has had trouble winning suitors!"

"Naoline." Leontime says simply.

Prince Andreus blinks for a moment.

"I beg your pardon?" he asks.

Leontime looks slightly surprised at the reaction before shrugging and changing the subject. " Don't worry about it. I am glad you like my sister. Come with me a moment and I'll introduce you to King James, charming man and a great ruler."

Your Grace, Owen DeSavano,
My deepest thanks for your gift. It will surely be the pride of my stables.
Yours,
Princess Lila

Kisar looks around him and thinks that it's going to be a interesting day

he starts to sing in a soft voice "A Las Gasn" which means "A long Road"

A guard approaches Kisar and bows. "Your Highness, did you not receive word of the reception on the Imperial green?"

((OOC: Is there anyone besides Kisar and the Ashtonland people not going to the reception?))

Kisar looks up and peers through the hood of his robes


Kisar:No i havn't, i was not called to it so i came here to think

The guard furrows his brow in confusion. "That is odd. A page was definitely sent to find and inform you. In any event, a carriage is waiting to take you, Your Highness."

Kisar nods and get's up then he follows the guard to the carriage


then he steps inside and sits down

The footman bows to Kisar. As soon as Kisar gets in, the footman hops back on the back of the carriage. The carriage carries Kisar to the Imperial Green where the footman lets him out.

With a slow stride designed to indicate purposeful movement while he was in fact wandering, James meandered slowly about the Green, nodding to others here and there. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Leontime speaking with who he assumed to be the Pantocratorian suitor.

James shook his head. Once again, the notoriously inefficient Iansislean Ministry of Foreign Affairs, in theory headed by the Lord MacIntyre, had lived up to its lackluster reputation. He could guess the nationality of many of the guests (though some were a complete mystery), but names, or even ideas about names, escaped him.

With a sigh, James wondered if he ought to go introduce himself to Leontime's companion. He was running out of room to mill about in, but didn't want to embarrass himself if he was expected to know the man's name.

Kisar get's out once the carriage stops


Kisar:Thankyou for the ride gentlemen

nods then he walks to the Green

Leontime calls out as he approaches James. "Your Majesty, allow me to present Prince Andreus, Despot of New Constantinople." He grins.

James turned, bringing Leontime from his peripheral to his main vision. He smiled back, presenting them both with a respectful bow as they approached. Drat that MoFA - I'm not sure what proper Pantocratorian forms of address are...I'll just have to take my best guess...

"Prince Andreus," he greeted, "It is a pleasure to meet you at last. I am High King James III, Protector of the Empire of the Shield."

(EDIT: Aha! Fixed ;))

((OOC: Ok, I'm an idiot. But I had a pretty important type-o in my last post so...*Points everyone to the edited version*))

OOC: got a question for firana...:

a. How is the princess gonna be introduce...i mean, like announcing her to the crowd after an opening?

I'll assume the following:

a. You are a modern monarchal government
b. Princess Lila is sitted near her parents

thank you...

IC:

Intelligence Officer James Randall steps out of the carriage and gave the proper diplomatic greetings to the representatives of Firana. While slowly walking towards the manor/castle, he began to formulate the plan to bring forth his orders coming fromt he highest echelon of the empire....

'What are my orders sir?'

'Your orders are the following:
a. Infiltrate the Kingdom of Firana by using any means possible but it must be done discreetly.
b. Assist Agent Mikael in any way possible to protect his cover by updating him of the security around the royal family and by updating him of the building plan in which he can use to fulfill his mission.'

'There will be no acknowledgement of you or Agent Mikael in case you are caught and there will be no written order for this mission...'
'You will be covered as a diplomat 1st rank to be able to give you sufficient cover to fulfill your mission...any questions?'

'What will be my escape route?"

"Before you will go, we will supply you the sufficient documents that can get you out of there safely and quietly'

'Will we have the same escape route of the other agent?'

'No...any more questions?'

'No sir...'

'Ah yes, before you go, you must remember to do the proper diplomatic protocols before the royal family to maintain your cover and to bring ample "diplomatic ties" between our nation and their's...i assume you have been trained for this?'

'Yes sir...'

'Excellent...dismissed...'
























walks slowly to the place of the King and Queen of Firana and speaks the following message from the Emperor M. Darkstar:

"Greetings Your Highness, we are quite happy for you to have such a lovely daughter that is having her special day today. We hope that she has more beautiful days like it to come. As a sign of our appreciation, we will give your daughter a beautiful ring made of white gold and embedded with a black diamond on top of it...it is the most precious stone in our standards here in the Empire. Again, we give you goodwill, peace and greetings"

'It is time...for the chaos to start'

((OOC: The Princess is currently standing by her parents, as was posted earlier. They are an emperor and empress, not a king and queen. The level of technology is basically miedevel, though not entirely. That was covered in more detail in the first few posts where people were arriving.))

The Emperor arches a brow at the diplomat from Dark Star. "Thank you, though perhaps if you could wait for us to finish speaking to Lord Messaline..."

Kisar looks around and thinks that it might have been a waste of time comming to this insigifigant Nation

Some of the servants can't help glancing at Kisar once or twice, the man who first wanted to come to the Princess's birthday party and then refused to go to be greeted by the Princess. They whisper among themselves a little, looking at all the delegates. Lila's eyes shift over to Andreus.

OOC:Kisar will meet the princess later. he's going to give her his gift when he's ready


Kisar notices that the servants are glanceing at him, he cuts them off with his best glare

John wondered around, talking to some of the guests, and mingling around the crowd. He had managed to find a dark red that he enjoyed, and made sure to get the name of the wine, so that hecould bring home a bottle. He noticed Kisar, and shrugged, walking away.

Messaline strolls towards Princess Lila. Reaching her, he bows deeply and kisses her proffered hand.

"My lady, I bring priceless and sacred gifts from all over the Five Civilized Nations for your birthday..."

One by one the gifts are shown...

Gifts:

A Priceless, Old Map of Finara, dating from 2000 BCE
Two Light Dragon Eggs (Small Little Pet Dragons)
Several unique dresses made from molded dragon skin
A priceless Tiara, containing diamonds, blue obsidian, and dragon heart.
Several mithril robes
A map of the Known Universe, constantly updated

OOC: There are more gifts, but what are her tastes?

Princess Lila looks at the gifts from Messaline in awe. "You honor me greatly, m'lord. Above my worth, I am sure." She smiles gently as he kisses her hand.

((She's a scholar. She likes old scrolls, tomes, and things with history behind them))

"In additional to these gifts, I have an entire collection of ancient Finaran writings that my nation has managed to put together. I hope they will be useful..."

Messaline bows again.

That is most wonderful. I thank you Lord messaline, from the bottom of my heart." Then the Emperor looks around. After a moment, he nods towards King James.

"I am here formally to suggest an alliance, both military and trade, between our two nations... I would be honored if you consider this proposal..."

Garathon nods to Messaline. "I would be honored, after the reception."

Prince Andreus bows to King James.

"Your Majesty," he says respectfully. He almost feels Princess Lila's eyes shift over to him. "It is an honour and a privilege to meet such an esteemed monarch, sir. May I enquire, Your Majesty, are you also pledging suit to Her Highness the Princess Lila?"

Andreus glances back at Lila from the corner of his eye. He doesn't want to seem impolite, but he'd much rather be talking to Princess Lila than to King James III.

Lila's eyes are no longer on Prince Andreus. She seems rather enraptured by the wonders from the Five Civilized Nations, for the moment, at least.

Andreus looks away, disappointed. He turns back to King James.

"So Your Majesty, have you tried this Finaran wine?" he asks in earnest.

OOC: Wait... Is there a quasi-love story going on, with suitors and all for Princess Lila?

IC: Wheeling on his heel, Messaline faces Princess Lila. "The Five Civilized Nations also offers a chance to study with the five millenia old Storm Dragon, Ashazam, who lives on the peak of Skyfire Mountain... If you are willing, you will study with one of the oldest creatures in the universe..."

OOC: Yes.

The Emperor Garathon nods politely, reminding himself how much bigger Messaline's nation is. "We can discuss it more after the reception, Lord Messaline."

Kisar looks for a place to sit down where he can rest

Kisar:juasa goa shiala hasf opace?



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Kisar:where is the chairs/bentches i wonder?[/code:1:fadfe9ff02]

James certainly wasn't the most observant man at the party, but Andreus's anxiety in the early stages of their conversation was apparent even to him. The kept glancing away, even if he wasn't moving his head. James however, remembering the instructions given to him, smiled tolerantly and kept his pride as intact as possible.

"No, I don't believe I will be, dear Prince: suiting the Princess, that is," replied James, before grimacing. His own romantic life, and especially the fact that he was not in actuality after the princess was supposed to be a secret. He coughed slightly, thinking once again of Christin. "Er, I don't believe I have tried the wine yet, though I am partial to a good Gadsanian Valley vintage."

"You must try it, Your Majesty," says Andreus, offering to hand the King a glass. "I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true, I'm quite taken with it."

The Prince says more quietly. "I'm glad Your Majesty isn't pledging suit to Princess Lila to be perfectly honest. I'm not so sure I could stand such distinguished competition."

Andreus smiles politely as he stretches his arm out to King James, bidding him take the glass of wine.

Kisar finds a small bench and he sits down humming "The Trasian Heart" to himself



OOC:"The Trasian heart is our national anthem :D

Prince Dalag gets tapped on the shoulder by a servant. The two wander off a moment. When Dalag returns to his father's side, there is a frown on his dour face.

James accepted both the wine and the compliment with a smile, even if it was a fleeting one. He inclined his glass slightly at Andreus. "I thank you, Prince," he said, "both for the wine and your kind words." James took a quick sip, and held the glass away from his face to examine it. The Prince hadn't been exaggerating; the wine was good. Perhaps the Lord Javial and his vineyards could learn a thing or two from Finara.

But that wasn't what he was discussing. James shook his head to clear it, and spoke again, his voice every bit as low as Andreus's. "I do hope we will be able to keep this conversation between us. There are certain...elements in my government that would not be happy to know I spilled their beans," he shrugged. "I will have to carry on as if I were suiting the Princess, but I pledge not to be any trouble for you."

The Emperor coughs slightly, still looking at James. "Your Majesty?" He gestures slightly.

kisar get's a call from Trasa on his Commlink

Kisar(into Comunicator):Shuaso af groaga?

TSD Admiral:Ha aia frongo lash goas jra jas igaifas mai aos da

Kisar:Jsja igas ga masif hpas ansa giwuea sngs gossa'as isaf Kisar ut

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Kisar:What's the matter?

TSD Admiral:Sir, one TSD operative in the country your in has gone insane, he's trying to kill you


Kisar:i have my lugar with me so i'll be fine, besides nobody except you and i know that i am here, Kisar out[/code:1:49c64f52ab]

"Your Majesty's secret is most certainly safe with me," promises Prince Andreus. "I shall not speak a word of it to anyone. And now if Your Majesty will excuse me, I'm going to see if I can get a moment of Princess Lila's time. That is if she's not been already won over by thos flashy gifts from the Five Civilisation Nations."

The Prince walks over to the Emperor, Empress and Princess, and waits for an opportunity to speak.

The Emperor coughs slightly, still looking at James. "Your Majesty?" He gestures slightly.

"Best of luck" answered James to Prince Andreus with a meaningful smile, setting his half-full glass down on the nearest servant's tray and walking towards the Emperor, one of the few people he could identify by sight.

James bowed deeply upon his arrival. "Yes, Your Majesty?" he replied, being as respectful as possible.

(sorry; managed to miss that one completely!)

The Emperor's gaze is fixed expectantly on James but Lila glances at Andreus with a sidelong smile.

James noticed the glance, still bowing, and grinned inwardly to himself. Andreus had struck him as a good-natured type, and despite his best efforts not to, James hoped he'd win the Princess's heart.

EDIT: off to classes. Back in four hours or so.

John strolled around the party, when he spotted a rather dressed up man, talking to one of the other heads of state or what not. He grabbed another glass fo the dark red, and approached the two men. He slowly slid up behind James, and noticing a pause, spoke queitly. "King James III, I presume?"

Andreus tries to return Lila's smile in such a way as to be unnoticed by onlookers. How successful at that he is depends on one's definition of success.

A servant bows and whispers to James. "Your Majesty, he wants you to present yourself now."

Kisar looks at his Cronometer on his wrist and see's that it's time for a dose of Bloodrage medication

he reaches into his robes and brings out a needle and inserts it into his shoulder and squeezes the medication into his body

OOC: When did it become a suitor rp?

It always has been. Underlying cause and all.

OOC: Hurray... In that case, Messaline will get involved... :D
Finara: Can my character chase after Naoline?

IC:

Messaline after completing a good portion of his mission, decided it was time to complete some private matters. At 25, Messaline knew that he had been a bachelor for too long, especially since he was the heir to the throne... Suddenly, Messaline found himself thinking about Naoline, her dreamy and worried face...

Kisar takes the needle out of his skin and put's it back into the robes

then he get's up and walks to a servant

Kisar:when will i beable to see the Princess, it's concerning my Gift

OOC: Naoline is perfectly available.

The servant bows to Kisar. " After Prince Andreus, Your Highness."

James, who had become much too used to the more informal ANH events, didn't realize until the servant whispered to him that he was supposed to present himself to the Emperor. Thereafter, he could have kicked himself, and hastened to introduce himself properly.

"Your Imperial Highness, please forgive my impudence. I am afraid that I was so taken with the beauty of your daughters and lands that I have forgotten my duties to you. I am High King James III, the Lord Callahan, and the Protector of the Grand Iansislean Empire of the Shield and all of its Dominions."

The Emperor nods. "It is an honor, Your Majesty."

OOC: well...there will be no more suitor's left once my agents fulfills their mission bwahahaha...erm...ehehehehe :lol:

ok...so i assume that this is a modern monarchal government with knowledge of electricity and moderate grasp of technology...on with the rp...

ummm...by the way, i'll just refer to my Intelligence Officer as IO J. Randall because i notice there is another character who was here first before me who has a first name as James...sorry, didn't see it... :)

OOC: No. I already posted no last time you posted that. Just, if you're going to rand...ah, well. *Posts security*

The reception is guarded by a group from the Order of Light. They are not armed with modern firearms but they do have lightening quick reflexes and thorough training. There is always one within five feet of each member of the royal family and each guest. A squadron of dragon mounted Knights of Light is at the ready a short distance away.

OOC: well...there will be no more suitor's left once my agents fulfills their mission bwahahaha...erm...ehehehehe :lol:


OOC: Gets annoyed at the interruption, looks around, gets the nod from Iansisle, pulls out the "Mighty Boot of A-- Whiping". :twisted:

"Don't make me use this.... Everyone else, nice RPing, this is sweet. As y'all were."

We at the Funt Family, DONT GET THIS GAME!!

Lark, your forgetttin who else is in here... :twisted:

((Heh. I totally forgot this, but we did get those uber-tech guards as a birthday present from Khorhend. Which takes care of security))

And if he does try to pull somethign of, just send a TGram to the Marche Islands and ask him what happened to Deazeman... :twisted:

OOC: sorry, didn't mean to rant...there is a sudden work calling for me so i feel i need to submit that post although incomplete...sorry again...

ummm, to what do you disallowed? bombing the place? assasinating the royal family?...sorry again because that's the first thing that came to my mind when i saw this rp cause it's too mushy...what i mean is all that friggin nobles(hoggin all the fringe beenies...ehehehe, power to the people!!! :lol: ) falling in line to get a shot from a princess(political/economic/diplomatic consequences notwithstanding)...again, sorry...but what has been started must be continued and...well not yet ended... 8)

IC:

IO J. Randall looks apologetically to the emperor in front of him giving a wry smile in his lips while giving away no emotion through his eyes...

"I'm sorry Your Highness...i didn't mean to breach the diplomatic protocols to you...I am really sorry to offend you in any way. I guess I'll just wait in line to meet personally Princess Lila yes?"

With that said, IO/diplomat J. Randall bows graciously in front of the emperor, gives his thanks, leaves quietly and waits his turn...

While walking away, he immediately studies his surroundings, giving his impressions about the country of Firana and making and intelligence report in able to give/support the other illegal agent Mikael.

'Not a bad place...unfortunately we have other plans for this...and the princess looks nice too'

'Security is a little bit low although either they are small and elite or they are very effective at shadowing or they do not have the proper personnel to the job'

'I need to know who their allies and their military TOE is...if i know them then it will be a little bit easier to formulate our next move'

He muses all of these while going to a vacant table, sipping a glass of good champagne that he requested upon the hovering waiters around the palace. Upon seeing a discreet spot near a vacant chair, he started to dial a certain number given to him for him to use to send intel reports(encrypted with code words pre-given):

"Hello? is this the Wildlife Protection Agency?"

"Yes...who is this and what can we do for you?"

"Well, the Lion family is pretty well tucked in here and they are quite happy giving a pleasant celebration for one of their cubs...well the female one taht is..."

"So? what's the problem then?"

"So far none...oh, the supporting pack are formidable i think, base on what I've seen on the discovery channel, they are effectively good at shadowing on protecting on those they are assigned to protect"

"Very well, so the hunting will get pretty exciting eh?"

"Perhaps...so when will you be able to make it here for you to be able to see and hunt the lions in Africa?"

"My transport is already near on my destination I think...hmmph, all the work to 'protect' those friggin animals..."

"I understand...well more work for you i guess...that's all for now, goodbye my friend"

"Thank you for your call" and the agent hung up

'Well, might get the real party started...' IO J. Randall muses quietly to himself as he folded the cover of his cellphone and walk quietly to the vacant cahir near him...

OOC: *Pouts* But Finara has an explicitly assasination, kidnapping thread already anyway. Ok. Seriously...umm...My conditions are that Lila has to survive, though she can be wounded. And the guests have to stay alive unless their players desire otherwise. The rest of the family is fair game.

The Emperor nods curtly.

Prince Andreus waits politely for the Emperor and King James to stop speaking.

The Emperor turns to Prince Andreus. "Your Highness?"

Prince Andreus bows deeply.

"Your Imperial Majesty," he says respectfully. "On behalf of the Holy Empire of Pantocratoria, I extend the warmest regards of His Most Catholic and Imperial Majesty the Emperor Andreus, my father, and of His Majesty's Imperial Government. I have come, as Your Majesty knows, to wish Her Highness the Princess Lila the happiest of birthdays, and to seek her hand in the holy institution of marriage."

The Emperor nods. "You have out most heart-felt thanks for your gifts." He now nods to Prince Kisar. "Your Highness?"

OOC;it's not PRINCE Kisar it's EMPEROR Kisar. his son's Kyle Starchaser.

Emperor Kisar extends his hand in greeting


Kisar:ahh, it is good to meet you. i am Emperor Kisar Jasya Starchaser and you are?

The Emperor frowns, a lot, but shakes the man's hand. "Emperor Garathon."

Kisar nods in respect

Kisar:a honor, tell me. what is opinion on Crystals? just a question you highness

"Crystals?" The Emperor just looks puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Kisar smiles, he takes out a Artusion Crystal necklace


Kisar:This is a Artusion Crystal necklace, amoung the rarest of Crystals, but the best part is that they are somhow alive.

Lila smiled. "That sounds most marvelous."

he offers for the emperor to hold it


Kisar:they are telepathic, you cn only hear it if you are either holding it or a telepath yourself.

The Emperor takes the crystal in hand, pausing thoughtfully. "Intriguing..."

Kisar:yes, it is. carful with it though beacuse it reacts NEGATIVLY to evil thoughts. it attack telepathicly when evil is close ot it. it's not attacking you beacuse it dosn't sense evil in you heart or mind. artusion crystals are extreamly hard to find. and even harder to mine, this is my GIFT to the princess, keep this one if you like. i have another for the princess


Kisar gestures for him to keep that one

Prince Andreus arches his eyebrow at Kisar shaking Emperor Garathon's hand, and then arches the other at the gift.

Messaline glances around in the crowd, trying to find Naoline...

Naoline is standing by her parents, Lila, and Dalag

Messaline walks over to Naoline... Taking her by the hand, Messaline excuses them from her family.

Naoline arches a brow but allows herself to be pulled away. "Yes?"

"I have something to show you... Come follow me..."

Messaline takes Naoline into the courtyard and shows her a small amulet. The amulet glows red as Messaline presses and the courtyard fades into a beautiful mountain scenery, the Dragon Mountains in the Northlands of the Five Civilized Nations.

((The courtyard is several miles away))

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OOC: Its a virtual hologram/communicator...

IC: I would like you to meet someone. A massive Storm Dragon appears in front of the two humans.

"This is the Storm Dragon, Azashim. He is a renowned scholar in my realm as he is over three millenia old. He has heard of both you and your sister and has wanted to meet one of you two as he has heard about your works..."

As Messaline has told you, I am Azashim... I have lived through some of the most tumultuous and dangerous times. My mate, Galrig, died years ago... Your help is needed for I am at the end of my life. I need a pair of humans, one male and one female, to pass on the teachings that I have amassed or it will disappear forever...

Naoline arches a brow. "And you want me for this?"

"Azashim has accepted me as a disciple, but in order to receive training, I must get someone that I love and be loved in return..." blushing fiercely, Messaline continues, "I believe that you are that person..."

Naoline blinks slowly. "But you just met me."

"I know that too... I have had this weird feeling when I first met, some sort of magnetic or electric attraction, totally unexplainable..."

Naoline frowns a little. "I...see. I will think on it."

Azashim picks to speak in a raspy tone, "My child, the decision is yours, and yours alone to make... Neither Messaline nor I can change your decision. But remember, my years are growing long and I have only a few years to impart all the wisdom I have to you... Choose soon. Remember also, that your decision will affect your destiny...[/i]

With a flash, Azashim lifts off the ground and disappears into the clouds...

Messaline shuts off the amulet, melting the mountain scene and returning back to the courtyard.

Prince Andreus tries to attract Lila's attention. He'd like to speak to her, but doesn't want to talk across the Emperor.

James backed away from the Emperor, still embarrassed by his lack of communicative skill, especially in a situation he was supposed to have trained for since birth. Shaking his head, he wandered back into the nearest crowd, hoping to hide his head until this had all blown over. Still, he reflected, at least I wasn't that schmoe who tried to shake the Emperor's hand!

Matthias: Im Hungry..
Karil: How long do you reckon weve been in here?
Matthias: Days, maybe Weeks. Gusgutter, how long...
Gusgutter: About two hours your grace
Matthias: Gods...

MEANWHILE

Von Smithy: My head hurts
Bailey: That will be th bottles of Whiskey and Champagne youve been necking sir.
Von Smithy: Thank you Lieutennant. Whats that necklace your wearing....
Bailey: I er found it, I swopped it for an exact replica copy, so no one will never know!
Von Smithy: Where are the princes, and Gen Romak
Bailey; Missing Sir. All Missing.....

Ashton: Well, they may be a small minor country, but theyve got a bloody big palace.
Chityan: I say, this things huge. How many corridors do you need in one place
Ashton: Royalty, where ever you go mate, they are the same.
Romak. Thats enough you two... They have to be somewhere

Hubbins staggers out of a small door, and spies a page....
Hubbins: You! Civillian! Help! You wont like this! But HELP!

OOC: Whats gone on

((Everyone else went to a reception. Guards found the princes. One defused the explosives. Another went to report it. Another is looking at you.))

Princess Lila smiles at Prince Andreus again. The Emperor looks to John. "Mr. Cohen?"

Prince Andreus tries to navigate himself to a position from which he can speak to Lila without talking over the Emperor. Once he does so, he speaks quietly.

"Your Highness, standing on ceremony so close to you is positively torture!" Andreus says jokingly.

((Everyone else went to a reception. Guards found the princes. One defused the explosives. Another went to report it. Another is looking at you.))

Princess Lila smiles at Prince Andreus again. The Emperor looks to John. "Mr. Cohen?"

John placed his glass fo wine down, and approached the Emperor. He bowed slightly, and extended his hand in friendship. "Please, call me John," he said, smiling.

"I don't mean to sound condescending, but when did it become acceptable to offer one's hand to an Emperor?" whispers Andreus with some humour to Lila.

The Emperor nods curtly to Jon, looking around to see if Lord Korhend is still around. Lila laughs slightly, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. "My father took it well."

Ok, guess they dont sahke hands around here, John thought before grabbing the black and silver wrapped box handing it to Lila. Inside was medium length sword, polished to a mirrored finish. On one side was the Imitoran moto engraved in Gaelic, and on the other side was a beautiful full length celtic wrap. The handle was a dark black wood, from the forests of Imitora, and a gold cap sat at the end of the hilt. The scabard was a stiff ddeep red leather that was open in the center, allowing the inscription on the sword to be seen by all.

"I wasn't sure what to get you, but I thought this was nice, so I hope its acceptable. I'd also lke to extend a hand of friendship from the Imitoran government," he said, bowing slightly.

Lila smiles. "It is a lovely blade. It's not normal for women to fight here but I intend to have the chief of my guard wear this. Thank you dearly, Mr. Cohen." She takes it.

"Excellent, I'm glad you like it. Never had to shop for a birthday gift for a princess before, there isn't much of a market for it," he said, smiling, and bowing a little more deeply to the princess.

Lila nods. "Thank you." She and her father both look out over the crowd to see if they've missed anyone.

After Kisar finished his meeting with the Emperor he checks his 2 other Artusion Crystal necklaces and finds one is fake, he throws it away and takes the real one and locks it in a small briefcase and carry's it with him at all times

The Emperor nods a little. "Perhaps we should all retire? The ball will be tommorrow at sunset."

OOC: i assume you have an airport near the palace...

i am now gonna introduce my agent provocateur/saboteur: Agent Mikael

i agree to your proposition Finara...let get it on with it....

IC:

meanwhile, an airport near the palace(you name it Finara), a plane taxies slowly towards the terminal and delivers its somewhat grubby passengers towards their destinations(due to the long flight). A young inconspicous man, about 20 years of age walk out towards the inspection area. His projection befit a bussiness man whose intent is to make profit through any means whether good or bad although for now, he has other plans to do.

Walking slowly towards the inspection area, the Inspection Officer boredly inspect his bag containing only minimal things: clothing, swiss knife, cords of wire, sufficient amount of money, a cell phone and his visa(expertly faked by the best, dogtagged and earmarked properly that looks like it's been use for so long). After inspection, the officer ask the agent/bussinessman the following:

"Your intent, Mr. Mikael Damien?"

"To sell and make a little profit for myself and jobs for others sir"

"How would you do that?"

"By promoting/selling this copper/aluminum wires to the proper persons..."

"Okay...anything else to declare"

"None..."

"Then welcome sir to Finara. We hope you have a pleasnt stay in here"

"Thank you"...he walks slowly outside smiling softly to himself...'Damn, too easy to get in here'

In truth, he is an agent, an agent provocateur...ruthless, cunning, deceitful and smart both technical and street second only to the expertise of the Emperor(that's why they get along so well, playing their little harmless games of deceit and trickery) and he has orders coming from the highest echelons of the Empire itself and he plan to fulfill it for the glory of the Empire(contrary to popular beliefs in our intel departments, his loyalty lies first to the God(although bendable), the Emperor and lastly, to the Empire)...Live and Let live as they say...

After boarding a taxi, discreetly inspecting if their are spooks shadowing him from behind, he points the driver and says...:

"To the palace pls."

"Yes sir...your bussiness in there?"

"None of yours"

"Fair enough" then the driver of the taxi discreetly brush pass the following to the bussiness jacket of the agent: 6 plastic bombs(capable of grounding a small building) and an army knife...

The agent was pleasantly surprise knowing that intel reports are true for once...they have succesfully inserted illegal aliens with fake citizenship(they are the Darks) a month before...

'Damn...a cutout...too fast but what the hell it must be done..."

'They have planned this mission well and it's up to us to make this work...damn...hope the princess is as hot as the intel says' his thoughts to himself....


Thy will be done

((Ok. For the last time, there's not modern technology on anything remotely approaching a common use basis. There's no airport. There's no taxis.))

OOC: holy...it's either, i didn't read enough, i didn't know or you didn't inform specifically....75% my fault on your 25% fault...didn't inform...shooks

damn...it's totally medieval...like the total war series...shit...sorry, my mind has now gone haywire, extrapolating new scenarios on how i can remedy the scenario i create for my agents......holy..... :shock:

i'll post at the end of the day...gonna think for a while....

ummm wait... why don't you make a modern monarch rp? it's more convenient that way...coz i am really having a huge headache coming down on me...shit.... :shock:

((I did inform you. Right after the last time you posted you assumed it was modern. And at the beginning of the thread. And every time technology's come up throughout. I did make a thread based solely around a kidnapping/assassination plot with a fairly modern setting cause the Finaran in question is on an international ship. You decided to bring your assassins to this one instead. As for why I don't create a modern monarchy to do this, I'm not going to change the entire concept of my country to facilitate ic events I don't particularly want to happen in direct contradiction to my, I think obvious, OOC desires for what I wanted this roleplay to be when I started the thread. I didn't put "peaceful" in the heading so people can do assassinations and what have you if they really want and I've been trying to be a good sport about it but don't complain OOC because a thread designed to be social and diplomatic doesn't cater to assassination plots. It doesn't because it's not supposed to. If you're going to do things ic that change the entire government of my nation and move the entire thread in a direction totally different from where it was going, at least follow the thread enough to notice that it's a world of knights and dragons and horse-drawn carriages and not of cabs and airports. And if I seem pissy, well, that's because I am. Sorry.))

*Bump*

The Imperial family walk to their carriages and ride back to the palace. Doormen open the doors of the carriages for all the guests as well.

Prince Andreus returns to the palace eagerly.

I hope the birthday present I've for Lila will be impressive enough. worries Andreus to himself. I don't see how it could compete with those funny crystal things...

((*Waits to see if anyone does anything between now and the ball*))

Prince Andreus speaks to Princess Lila (either now, or if that's inappropriate, please pretend it occured back on the Imperial Green).

"Your Highness," says Andreus. "You spoke earlier that you thought you might write a book one day. Well, Your Highness, I thought perhaps if you had a draft, or an essay or something else you had written, that perhaps I could read it? It might be an interesting way to learn more about you, about the way Your Highness thinks about the world. I know you weren't entirely comfortable with the idea of writing before, but I can't put aside my interest. I'd hate to spend the time before the ball idly."

((Now's fine))

Lila looks slightly thoughtful. "Not in any proper form. I do have notebooks...if you'd like to wade through those, Your Highness."

"Pardon me if it seems odd, Your Highness," says Prince Andreus. "I've just never met a princess who thought enough about these things to want to write a book, or to even think about doing so. I'm so curious, so intrigued. I'd love to read anything, even notebooks."

then i fuck lila

Kisar walks to the bench and takes out a book and starts to write, the book's name is the Forgotten past


Kisar (wisper): if anyone who read's this book should know that the author is long gone, and whoever shall read this book shouldn't read it lightly....

OOC: Could you describe to me what sort of impressions Andreus would be likely to form from reading Lila's writings?

OOC: Very intelligent, analytical, religious, interested primarily in politics and diplomacy, prefers the subtle to the overt

Sitting in a corner of some room, Korhend sat not making a big appearance. If They do not recognize me why should I bother with them. He sat in quiet contemplation, however his usualy dreary thoughts had a beam of light today...lila...

damnit that was me posting with an alt

Lila siles at Andreus as he reads her notebooks. "I hope you enjoy them, Your Highness. I wil lsee you tommorrow at the ball." Then she glides out into the courtyard as the sun sets, hoping Korhend remembers their appointment.

Korhend checked his watch, time seemed to have dragged to a halt, He figured he should go to his room and wash before meeting lila tonight. He did just that changing into a slate gray tunic. He began walking the halls spreading a gloom wearever he went, looking for some servent to help him find lila.

Lila smiles gently as a sevant directs Korhend her way. "I am glad you came. I do hope your stay has been pleasant so far."

Messaline sat in his room, brooding over the day's events.

I should not have revealed to Naoline about her destiny... Her choice of paths to follow is her's and her's alone... I should not have forced her to make a sudden decision...

In rage over his behavior, Messaline smashed his hand through the wooden table next to him, leaving a gaping hole through the middle of the table. Messaline stood up, prepared to go to the palace to apologize to Naoline.

The whole Ashtonland delegation is together in one of their rooms

Ashton: Explosives! Bloody hell. Aimed at us ill bet
Chityan: It will be the Bigtopian bastards I bet. Bad losers! those
Bailey: Its an affront to our national honour!
Romak: Your Graces! They are right! Which may be a first! We must invade Bigtopia and make the scum pay
Von Smithy: WAR! Huh! Whats it good for!
Matthias: Absaloutly nothing
karil: steady on you lot

Korhend smiled "More then pleasent."

Korhend smiled "More then pleasent."

Lila slides her arm into Korhends. "Shall we, m'lord?"

as the Sun sets Kisar Looks on at the sunset.


in his hands he holds a orcarina.

he plays the Temple of Time song as it sets, just for relaxation




OOC:here is the song

http://zconnection.zcentralhq.com/z5/temple_of_time2.mid

i will get a better version soon :wink:

Korhend blushed red ash she slipped her arm under his. don't make a fool of yourself he thought trying to stop blushin "We shall" he said cheerfully.

Lila just smiles gently, gliding into the gardens silently with him.

OOC: Is it still the evening before Lila's Birthday?

((yes))

OOC: Bump. What about now?

Messaline Armand proceeds on foot towards the palace, contrite over his actions and intent upon apologizing to Naoline. Overhead, the moon's bright glare was blocked momentarily as a massive flying creature flew past, bound for the palace.

Korhend Gazed into lilas eyes, he wanted to say something, to make conversation, but the silence spoke loudly.

((After the walk))

Lila looks back, smiling slightly, brushing the petals of the roses with her fingers. "You are silent this evening."

Korhend sighed "I guess I'm just coy."

Kisar see's that the moon has risen, he continues to play his orcarina, remembering his childhood and the great war of the Biaso Kioa




OOC:Biaso Kioa was a Historical day beacuse it was the Trasian civil war, the rebel's where trying to get rid of the Communist Government but they failed.

As Messaline neared the palace, he saw a massive creature, more than 100 meters long in the courtyard, in what seemed to be frozen in time. The creature turned and spoke in a rasping voice.

"Messaline, you have come... The time for your destiny to be fulfilled has come... The time for both you and Naoline to make a choice has come. Remember the future generations..."

Messaline is shocked by the presence of his master, the millenia-old Storm Dragon, Azashim. Startled, Messaline bows...

"Master, my decision was made long ago, but Naoline's decision has yet to be made..."

bump...

Lila laughs softly. "You hardly seem the type."

OOC: Isn't it a bit odd that nobody has noticed a frigging over 100 meter long dragon in the palace courtyard?

Korhend chuckled softly "You'd be surprised."

ooc: damnit me again

Lila smiles gently. "Well, we all have out surprises don't we. Are you looking forward to the ball tommorrow?" She rounds the first turn along the garden path.

Korhend grinned following her around the corner "of course."

Lila nods a little. "I do hope it is a sucess. i have never had this many foregin visitors before for my birthday."

Kisar starchaser feels the Death of over 600 million Trasians telepaticly, he realizes that the Trasian Convoy got too close to LV's sun when it went nova unexpectantly. he feels much pain and nearly drops his ocarina

"You wouldn't erm, be, well escorted to the ball?" he asked blushing.

Lila shakes her head. "That wouldn't be proper. I have many guests. I wouldn't want to show to much favor to any one of them."

Kisar quickly recovers from the telepathic burst of pain from his people and he play's the Song of Storms to calm himself

I the president of my country am 22 and unmarried. so if it is not too late to come I would like to meet your daughter and will be coming by myself with a briefcase for of 3 million of our currency the postage stamp. along with an additional gift of a baby state seal which is our national animal.

Korhend did his best to hide his dissapointment, he looked at the ground knowing his face showed it "Oh I see, quite right."

Lila sighs. "I'm sorry."

Korhend looked up "I don't blame you."

Lila nods, walking back to the palace. She gently slides her hand from his arm with a half apologetic smile on her face. "I'll see you tommorrow, at the ball."

Krhend hand a look of gentle understanding. "I will see you then."

She nods and glides away. Both princesses are available to be seen the next day.

The next evening, the ballroom is set up with soft music playing. All the young lords and ladies of the court flit in in their finest. Refreshments are being served by liveried servants who do cirquits of the room.

Prince Andreus, dressed in a white tuxedo with an Imperial purple sash, enters the ballroom. He first searches out a glass of the Finaran wine he liked so much before, and then starts mingling with the courtiers, searching for Princess Lila.

OOC: Has anybody noticed a dragon in the middle of the courtyard?

OOC: Has anybody noticed a dragon in the middle of the courtyard?

OOC: No, given that I'm in the ballroom. :)

Naoline enters before Lila, with an unfamiliar and very distracted looking dark haired woman who carries herself as a lady of power and position.

Korhend stood quietly in one of the corners waiting forr lila intently.

me again >.<

OOC: Just a note, the dragon has been there since yesterday (NS time)... So you should have seen it when you came in...

Prince Andreus recognises Naoline in the crowd. He hasn't really talked to her yet, and so he crosses over to her.

"Your Highness," Andreus says, bowing his neck politely before kissing Naoline's hand. He turns to the lady next to her.

"Madame, I'm afraid I've not yet had the pleasure. I am Prince Andreus, of Pantocratoria." he says.

Kisar Starchaser walks into the BallRoom wearing his best Reborn Robes, he scans the people and see's that Bailey isn't there (The guy from my first posts who i humiliated :lol: ) he nods to himself and walks outside and sits down on the cool grass

Naoline smiles warmly. "Good even, Your Highness. This is my sister, Belra." They bothcurtsey and Belra extends her hand.

Prince Andreus kisses Belra's proffered hand.

"What a delightful ballroom His Majesty has here..." Andreus comments, making conversation.

Korhend slowly began walking towards the princesses hoping to be noticed.

Messaline strolled into the ballroom and glanced around, intent upon finding Naoline.

ooc: wheres finara?