NationStates Jolt Archive

(Part 1, still finishing posting
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Larkinian Military Command, one month later

Lance General Johnson and Vice Admiral Thompson were having another of their 'heated discussions'.

"I can't believe you're pushing for a court marshall!" Thompson barked at Johnson. "Jesus Christ he saved those refugees from certain death, he's done more than his share of..."

"... of what? I'll tell you of what!" Johnson growled back, "of being a hero in Iansisle and a pain in the ass to us. Maybe you've forgotten Vice Admiral, but he IS a Larkinian Officer first. Maybe he needs to remember who he serves. Christ, I could have him taken out of the military for swearing to a foreign soverign."

"But that was cleared by you, me, everyone in this and the previous administration," Thompson said.

"By the Larkinian Code of Military Justice, he can be, and WILL BE brought up on charges of desertion of post in time of conflict, dereliction of duty and failing to obey orders, any of which is 10 years at Lyone Prison."

"But..."

"Forget it, it's already done. The charges are being delivered as we speak."

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Dun Adien Infirmary, Dun Adien Castle

Jeff had been here before...

A group of men walked into the infirmary and handed Jeff an envelope.

Unlike the last time, this officer was embarassed to be here after everything Jeff had done.

"Ummmmm... Admiral Williams, sir? I.. I regret to inform you that you are to be placed under a... arrest, sir," he said looking at the ground. "For charges of desertion, failing to obey an order and dereliction of duty. Under Larkinian Code of Military Justice Articl...."

"... Article 46, Section One, Subsection Bravo, I am to come with you immediately for court marshall at the nearest Larkinian Military Base, or Golden Agate," Jeff finished the statement. "I've read the article. I understand," he said sitting up in bed and reaching over for his wheelchair. "You mind if I finish getting dressed first?"

LNN News

"Welcome back to LNN. We now go to Jessica Rivas, outside the Justice Ministry with a special report."

"Thanks Steve," a young woman with brown hair, hazel eyes and a light tan standing in the snow in front of a tall narrow building. "I've just been informed that due to his actions about a month ago on the refugee rescue from Tharkold, Admiral Jeff Williams is being arrested and sent here for a court marshall in front of a military tribunal.."

"The charges against the Admiral are believed to include desertion, derelction of duty and failing to obey a direct order."

"Jessica, what does that mean for the Admiral?"

"Well the first two charges seem a little iffy," she said, "If they can prove he somehow deserted his post in a time of crisis, then it won't look good for the Admiral. The first charge, desertion, carries a penalty of death by firing squad, while the last two each carry 10 years of hard labor at the Lyone Military Prison at Tertiron Reef"

"And what is the basis for these charges?"

"It appears the Judge Advocate General's office is going to make the case that by allowing the helicopters to return with the refugees instead of the military staff, Williams deserted his post at command of the Arkadia Battle Group. Whether or not these charges can stick, is another story."

"Now what?"

"The Admiral will be brought back to Golden Agate probably for a Flag Officer Tribunal. Unlike the civilian courts, in many military tribunals, the defendant is considered guilty until proven innocent. Which makes this a very steep uphill battle for the defense team."

"Thanks Jessica, that was Jessica Rivas from the Justice Ministry"


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"What!?!?" Katherine shot up from her chair in the infirmary. "You have to be kidding"

"N.... No ma'am," the young lieutenant said. "According to the military code of Justice, the Admiral is to come with us for a tribunal hearing. Which I've been told will be held in Golden Agate, as a result of what they claim is his 'abandoning his post."

Katherine looked over at the men, "No! That's not right! Not after what he did!"

"I agree ma'am, the ends justified his actions, he saved all those people from certain death. But we have our orders. Admiral, we'll be waiting by the front gate for you sir."

Larkinian Presidential Palace, Golden Agate

Takeo Katana read through the report from the JAG team.

Unbelievable, completely, utterly unbelievable!

He knew the codes of military justice, and at this point he was aware he could not intervene, but that means he couldn't at least meddle from the sidelines.

He walked out to his secretary's desk, "Aiana, I'd like complete rundowns on every JAG lawyer in the military. Strengths, weaknesses, everything. I also want a list of the best defense attorneys in Larkinia, cross referenced with the JAG list to see which pair would work together the best."

In Dun Adien Castle

Lieutenant Henry Weber walked away from the infirmary door with his team in tow to meet Jeff in front of the castle. As he walked he felt the other envelope in his pocket. In his excitement to meet Jeff, he'd forgotten, he still had to inform King James he was there to take Jeff back to Larkinia.

He quickly turned, swearing quietly to himself as he walked down another hallway. He'd turned through a couple more corridors and realized that he was lost in the castle. He looked at the oncoming guards and asked, "Excuse me, I'm looking for King James. I'm Lt. Weber, from the Larkinian Judge Advocate General's office with a letter for him."

Larkinian Presidential Palace, Golden Agate

Takeo sat at his desk, looking at the screens on the walls to replicate the conditions outside, it almost convinced him that his office wasn't two stories underground.

He winced as he sipped the bitter coffee, quickly standing up and grabbing some Irish Cream to pour into the mug. He watched as the computer-generated sun began to set behind the volcanos.

He'd read the dossier of JAG Lawyers and the best criminal defense lawyers in Larkinia and tried to piece together a defense team for Admiral Williams.

Michael Sideman... Hmmmm.. so far he's got an unbeaten record, but he's still young, and very arrogant for his age. Maybe not... He put that file in the "Maybe" pile. Aerospace Major Tasha Fowler, tenacious, tough as nails. Humble? That's rare for a JAG lawyer. Weak in evidence, strong in questioning and cross-exam. Very good courtroom presence. He placed it in the "Definitely" pile.

"Sir?" a young Asian woman, his secretary Aiana, asked as she slipped into the room. "I've sent out the first of your messages."

Takeo nodded and smiled at her as he sat back down at the desk. He'd sent out messages to other world leaders he'd met or heard things about. He knew that he couldn't interfere too much in the trial, but he could make sure that the trial was fair, and asked for observers to be sent to Golden Agate.

"Sir, you do have other duties," she said trying to prod him away from the files on his desk. "There is still a nation to run."

Had it been anyone else, they might have been reprimanded for that, but Aiana had shown Takeo that he worked well with her, and she got away with more.

"Right," he said before turning back to the files on the desk.

He quickly turned, swearing quietly to himself as he walked down another hallway. He'd turned through a couple more corridors and realized that he was lost in the castle. He looked at the oncoming guards and asked, "Excuse me, I'm looking for King James. I'm Lt. Weber, from the Larkinian Judge Advocate General's office with a letter for him."

The two enlisted men, clad as usual with Royal Guards in the archaic dress uniforms of the K.I.G., saluted him crisply. The closer one, a young Shadoranite whose nametag read 'Weathers,' stepped forward, rubbing his chin. "I'm actually jus' coming off of duty with the King...he was back in the Honeycomb, reading." Seeing the blank look on the man's face, Weathers smiled. "I'm sorry lieutenant, I'd be happy to show you there. Right this way." And the young man, his silent companion following behind, picked his way through the twisting corridors of the ancient castle, designed to befundle any invaders, eventually going outside briefly and crossing to a different building and rapping lightly on a door.

"Pardon me, Majesty," said Weathers, poking his head into the eerie golden glow. "There's a Lt. Weber, from the Larkinian J.A.G., here to see you."

James, who had been quite unaware of activities in other parts of his home, looked up sharply. He hadn't forgotten that conversation with President Katana yet. "Show him in, please, Weathers," the High King started slowly. "Hello, Lieutenant. Anything I can do to help you?"

(All right! I knew it was Weathers!)

Lt. Weber thanked Weathers with a salute, "Thank you for your time." he said before turning and walking into the Honeycomb.

Weber stopped in front of the king and saluted him crisply. "Sir, I'm Lt. Henry Weber. I've come to inform you that I have to..." he looked down quickly embarrased and collected himself, looking eerily like Jeff when he'd look down embarrassed, "to arrest one Rear Admiral Jeffrey Matthew Williams on charges of desertion, dereliction of duty and refusal to follow orders from a Ministry Flag Officer."

He handed the king a sealed envelope. "These are the charges against the Admiral," he said. "I've already been to the infirmary and informed Admiral Williams that I have to take him back to Golden Agate for the tribunal." He stood prepared to receive the barrage of abuse from the young King.

(heh, I'm sure we were all surprised ;))

James set down his book, hands shaking slightly, and looked up at Lt. Weber as Princeton and Lawrence tried to shrink into the golden walls. He removed his reading glasses, blinking twice at the Larkinian and plopping them on top of his moppy brown hair. He didn't stand, however, accepting the envelope while still sitting, as if he did not trust his own legs. A letter opener flashed, and James gave the contained list of charges a precursory scan. At last, he glanced back up at Webster, no anger in his eyes, only sorrow.

"I...see. Well, I shall have to have my bags packed in a hurry, then." The High King, still sitting, nodded at Princeton, who saluted and left the room.

"I...see. Well, I shall have to have my bags packed in a hurry, then." The High King, still sitting, nodded at Princeton, who saluted and left the room.

"Yes sir," Weber says, "President Katana figured you would say that. So he has Larkinia One waiting for you, your staff, the admiral's wife and family. Unfortunately, Admiral Williams will be traveling with us in the A-130 cargo ship. It's standard procedure. I'll tell them when we meet with the Admiral at the castle gates.

"President Katana also wanted me to inform you that he's sent invitations to other democratic world leaders, hoping they will attend the tribunal and ensure its fairness, and he's put together a defense team for the Admiral's tribunal."

King George was sitting in his office reading the morning paper when his aide came in the room:

Your highness we have received a message from Larkinia asking you to attend the trial of one of their prominent flag officers a Rear Admiral Williams I think.


Well I dont have anything to do so inform them that I will attend.Pack my bags and inform everyone who needs to know.


Yes Sir.


The aide leaves the room.

King George was sitting in his office reading the morning paper when his aide came in the room:

Your highness we have received a message from Larkinia asking you to attend the trial of one of their prominent flag officers a Rear Admiral Williams I think.


Well I dont have anything to do so inform them that I will attend.Pack my bags and inform everyone who needs to know.


Yes Sir.


The aide leaves the room.

Aiana walks into Katana's office unannounced. "Mr. President, we've received confirmation that the leader of Gore_2004 will be attending the military tribunal."

"I see," Katana said looking up from the latest incident reports from Tharkold, they were still unhappy about the rescue. "Set up reservations for him in the Pyramid Hotel, one of the Executive Suites with a nice view of the mountains."

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Jeff wheeled the small wheelchair through the halls of Dun Adien. He lingered a moment too long at the painting James had done for him when he and Katherine had returned to Iansisle after the twins were born, reading the title and looking at the ships surging in the waves.

"A Guardian Angel"

He looked back down and started wheeling down towards the gate.

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Katherine walked quickly towards the Honeycomb, trying to dial Dr. Niven on her cell phone.

"Yes sir," Weber says, "President Katana figured you would say that. So he has Larkinia One waiting for you, your staff, the admiral's wife and family. Unfortunately, Admiral Williams will be traveling with us in the A-130 cargo ship. It's standard procedure. I'll tell them when we meet with the Admiral at the castle gates.

"President Katana also wanted me to inform you that he's sent invitations to other democratic world leaders, hoping they will attend the tribunal and ensure its fairness, and he's put together a defense team for the Admiral's tribunal."

James let a small, coughing laugh leave his body. "I can't say I liked your President Katana too much the first time I met him...well, not counting the Freedom Five conference. However, he certainly does have a way of proving initial reactions wrong." Using a nearby table to steady himself, he rose to stand in front of Weber, with a combination of his own nerves and a twing of pain from the broken leg that had almost been allowed to set improperly after the Veritas Conference nearly forcing him back down. However, he soon acclimated to the posture and shook his head. "I don't suppose it'd be possible to see Sir Jeffery before ... he's taken away?"

"I don't suppose it'd be possible to see Sir Jeffery before ... he's taken away?"

"I believe we can sir," Weber said. "They can't leave without me, and we should be meeting near the front gates shortly. Follow me."

"I believe we can sir," Weber said. "They can't leave without me, and we should be meeting near the front gates shortly. Follow me."

James took one step, then a deep breath, then another step, willing each one to carry him slightly further towards the door, and then the gates.

Dr. Niven decided to go have a look in on Jeff (Having slept through all of the fun to this point :wink: ) to suggest a few names for the new baby, when he felt something wrong. The distinctive click from his right arm echoed down the hallway and a humm was emited from the left arm as he approached Jeff's door......

"Sir, can I help you?" Weber asked as he reached out to help James. "I'm sure we can get a wheelchair if you need it."

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Jeff reached the door of Dun Adien, then stood up, balancing precariously on the metallic peg leg on his left side as he opened the main door and started hobbling to the front gates.

He entered Jeff's room and realized that he was not there, this sent the doctor into a painic as he ran towards the front door...

Dr. Niven decided to go have a look in on Jeff (Having slept through all of the fun to this point :wink: ) to suggest a few names for the new baby, when he felt something wrong. The distinctive click from his right arm echoed down the hallway and a humm was emited from the left arm as he approached Jeff's door......

LOL: well the short version is, Jeff gets recalled to Larkinia, then has to go try and start a peace-talk again and rescue embassy staff in a third-world Nigeria-esque country, ends up trying to rescue a bunch of refugees, he and the special forces team end up having to fight their way to a beach head (in which Jeff runs across a scene of serious genocide) where they are rescued by Iansislian Marines. *takes breath* Jeff and the rest of the team get fairly shot up and having an F-14 missile strike on their location didn't help (which blew off Jeff's leg) and now he's being court-marshalled for his actions. *takes breath*

Dr. Niven decided to go have a look in on Jeff (Having slept through all of the fun to this point :wink: ) to suggest a few names for the new baby, when he felt something wrong. The distinctive click from his right arm echoed down the hallway and a humm was emited from the left arm as he approached Jeff's door......

LOL: well the short version is, Jeff gets recalled to Larkinia, then has to go try and start a peace-talk again and rescue embassy staff in a third-world Nigeria-esque country, ends up trying to rescue a bunch of refugees, he and the special forces team end up having to fight their way to a beach head (in which Jeff runs across a scene of serious genocide) where they are rescued by Iansislian Marines. *takes breath* Jeff and the rest of the team get fairly shot up and having an F-14 missile strike on their location didn't help (which blew off Jeff's leg) and now he's being court-marshalled for his actions. *takes breath*

Thanks....I need another nap :)

( :lol: Well I guess I got the writing bug at work over the holidays, kept me looking like I was working at least ;))

Dr. Niven broke through the front door in time to see the party hit the gate, his voice could be heard clearly after he fired a shot into the air. "What in holy hell is going on here ? Jeff where are you going , and what in the name of the lords of the nine hells are all of these military people doing here."

At that point Niven's personal transport flys in over the castle and its missile racks unfold from it's sides.

Jeff walked, well... hobbled toward the waiting Military Police. He heard a familiar voice pipe up.

"Well, well, well.... it's Long John Jeffie," Captain Markson said from the back of the group.

"Arrrrrgh, Arrrrrrgh," Jeff grinned in his best pirate imitation. He reached the group. "Where's the lieutenant?" he asked.

"Talking to King James," another officer said. "Gave him a heads-up on your arrest sir."

"Why are you here Chris," Jeff asked looking at his friend.

"Same as you Jeff-o." Chris said.

Jeff finally noticed, Chris' hands were shackled in front of him. "Looks like we've got a nice trip ahead of us."

Dr. Niven broke through the front door in time to see the party hit the gate, his voice could be heard clearly after he fired a shot into the air. "What in holy hell is going on here ? Jeff where are you going , and what in the name of the lords of the nine hells are all of these military people doing here."

At that point Niven's personal transport flys in over the castle and its missile racks unfold from it's sides.

Jeff gave Dr. Niven a shocked smile as he came through the front door and stormed over to the military group. He really hated having to explain this to his dad.

The transport flew over the castle and Jeff suddenly felt more relaxed, having multiple missiles aimed as possible adversaries had that effect on him.

It turns out Jeff didn't have to explain things.

"Sir, we're from the Larkinian Judge Advocate General's Corps. We have to bring Admiral Williams to Golden Agate on a 46-1-B."

Looking at Niven's reaction, he explained, "Articles for a court-marshal. He's being arrested on charges of desertion, dereliction of duty and refusal to follow orders from a Ministry Flag Officer." one of the other officers said, handing Niven an envelope with the charges inside. "We're sorry about this sir," he said turning back to Jeff, "But it's standard procedure, I need to handcuff you for security."

"First, you put handcuff on my son and they are going to send you home in a bucket, son. Second, your second rate bannanna republic should be putting a freakin medal on Jeff rather than handcuffs. Third, I will kill each and every one of you and destroy any air craft that you have before I let you take my son again, you rabid militant kidnappers!" To illustrate his point a missile launches from the transport and hits the c-130. It does not explode, but does leave a dent.

"That was your only warning."

" Persuiant to Celestial order 19-72 section A. A diplomat may declare war on a foriegn nation if he feels that a citizen of his nation is under suffcient threat or duress. The Celestial congress is obliged to back this decleration. Do you want to start a war ? "

"Sir, there's not a man here who would argue against you on those points. He stopped a mass murder from taking place, he shouldn't have to face a firing squad," the lieutenant JG said.

"But we have to follow our orders. And our orders state that as a Larkinian Flag Officer, Admiral Williams needs one Flag Officer from each branch of the Larkinian Military, Army Navy and Aerospace, to file for charges against him. Unfortunately, three flag officers did file. And now we're here. We don't want to start a war, sir, but we have to take him in."

Jeff smiled and hugged Dr. Niven, "Dad, don't start a war on my account. I have to accept responsibility for my actions. A lot of good men died because they believed in me, and that we were doing the right thing. If the tribunal finds me guilty, then I..." Jeff stopped and swallowed hard, "I have to accept my role in their deaths."

Dr. Niven seems to deflate a bit, "Son, if this is what you need to do, so be it. But the moment they so much as attempt to take your life, Larkinia will enter its darkest day they will be at war with Celeborne."He turns to the Lt. " And if you know me ,boy, you know that is not a hollow threat. Also what I said about the handcuffs still stands. You put them on him, I drop the man who does it. Are we clear ?"

Jeff gave Dr. Niven as brave a smile as he could. "It is. If for no other reason than the families of those who died with me deserve a real explanation why, not the canned one I'm sure Mil-Com gave them. Regardless of what happens, I can look at myself in the mirror and know I did the right thing."

"Yes sir, I.. understand," the lt. jg said, trying to figure out how to explain the breach of protocol.

"Don't worry," Jeff told him, "It's not like they could have held me anyway."

"I... yes sir," he replied then turned to Niven, "Sir, President Katana has sent Larkinia One for you, King James and his staff, your wife," he said turning to Jeff, "and your children to travel on. And he will be waiting at Golden Agate Int'l for your arrival.

"However Admiral, again according to protocol, you have to travel with us on the transport plane."

Chris piped up from the back, "As long as we're taking handcuffs off of people, Jeff? Help a brother out?"

"You will forgive me if I do not trust your government or it's security. Jeff's family will be joining me on my craft, we will follow you. I would insist that you allow Jeff to travel with us, but I am sure that would just end in gunfire and those drab little letters to your wives and families saying that you died bravely trying to piss off Admiral Williams father, and far to may of those have been sent already."

"You will forgive me if I do not trust your government or it's security. Jeff's family will be joining me on my craft, we will follow you. I would insist that you allow Jeff to travel with us, but I am sure that would just end in gunfire and those drab little letters to your wives and families saying that you died bravely trying to piss off Admiral Williams father, and far to may of those have been sent already."

"I.. yes sir, it probably would," the officer said, already not wanting to piss off Niven any more, but also realizing that was one point of protocol he couldn't break.

"Dad, we'll be fine," Jeff tried to reassure him, failing. "But Lieutenant, can we take those cuffs off of Captain Markson?"

One of the sargeants in the group uncuffed Markson who quickly popped his wrists.

"Sir," the officer said again, "I'm sorry to have to do this, these orders came straight from General Johnson's office. Once Lt. Weber gets back, we'll have to go. Trial preparations have already begun. It's looks like quite the spectacle too sir, we're getting replies from foreign leaders about making sure the trial is conducted fairly."

"I see we have an understanding." Niven's craft landed on the grass behind him. "We will be behind you every step of the way." He boards his craft after giving Jeff a hug and escourting Kate, the babes and anyone else who wants to ride with him on board.

Onboard he sends a letter to the first speaker outlining the situation.


Ships are deployed from Celeborne. The Kali Armada has set sail at a slow pace.

"Sir, can I help you?" Weber asked as he reached out to help James. "I'm sure we can get a wheelchair if you need it."

"No, no: I'm fine!" insisted James, perhaps a little more harshly than the situation dictated. He didn't want the lieutenant to see just how badly he was taking the situation. "I'm fine," he added, a little more quietly, as the two walked out across the castle's courtyard to a scene of chaos. James' first reaction was that the Imitorans were back for Christin, but the craft's Celebornian markings quickly distilled that thought.

However, it did turn his attention to his blushing bride to be, for whom he had at last set a date for the wedding. She was taking a nap back in their chambers, but all this commotion had probably woken her up. Trying to hide a limp that he never knew he had, James walked up to Dr. the Earl of Niven, frankly a little scared to approach him, with a disarming smile. "Don't worry, doc. I've spoken with President Katana; we've been invited, as world leaders, to attend and make sure this whole thing is fair." He looked at Niven. "Katana is a good man; I trust his countrymen will follow him in doing the right thing."

In the meantime, Christin had proven that there was no keeping a good Imitoran from a potential fight. She had been quite distraught that James would attempt to leave her home for this thing, and quite insisted to come along. It didn't take much persuading.

"Dr. Niven, I think I'll be going on Larkinia One for this trip. No reason to make them fly it out here for nothing, after all. However, I wonder if I could trouble you for a ride to the airport?" asked James, nodding in the direction of Shadoran Int.

(Hey, Lark, you going to be needing Northrupt or anyone else as witnesses? Oh, and welcome back Cele! I trust you...enjoyed yourself? ;))

(OOC: LOL I enjoyed not only myself, but everyone else :) )

"Of course, your majesty, I will be more than happy to give you a lift. Are you nursing a limp there ? "

(OOC: LOL I enjoyed not only myself, but everyone else :) )

"Of course, your majesty, I will be more than happy to give you a lift. Are you nursing a limp there ? "

(heh, that's the spirit!)

"Thanks much...it take a little long by our current machinations..." James started.

"...and we'd prefer not to die of old age on Regal before we even make Adien Bay," finished Christin with a smile.

At Niven's limp question, James scratched the back of his neck. "No, I, uh, don't really..."

"Yes, he is," cut in Christin again, giving James a squeeze around the shoulders. "I've been demanding he see the doctor here for the last couple days, but he refuses to do anything about it. I think it's related to that spill he took in Effit."

"I don't know...I mean it hardly..." started James, looking from one to the other. "It's really nothing at all."

Niven winks at the young lady " Perhaps I could look at the leg while we fly over. Before you protest, it is no trouble at all. You should learn to listen to the young lady, she seems to have good sense."

"It really doesn't hurt at all," continued James with the look and sound of one who knows he's already lost the battle. One more look across their faces was enough to convince him of the obvious. "Well, I suppose one little look can't hurt at all," he sighed, glancing up the hatchway to Niven's ship.

(heh heh, sounds like someone had a good enough time for all three of us ;))

Jeff returns Niven's hug and whispered, "I'll be all right. Take care of Kate and the children for me while I'm gone. Hopefully not as long as 10-30 years.."

He then turned and Katherine wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply, not wanting to let go.

"If you're gone for 30 years, I'm not waiting for you," she teased.

Lt. Weber put his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "It's time to go sir."

"There's a good lad. You'll get him raised yet." He says with another wink to Christian (name ?) "And this will give me something to do other than take pot shots at Larkinian aircraft as we fly over."

(Chaffin)

"Potshots, eh?" asked Christin with an arched eyebrow. "That threatens to take me back a year or two!"

James, meanwhile, was watching Jeff and Chris being taken off, doing his best not to think about the upcoming flights. He had barely gotten used to the circa two hundred mile an hour Bankfields; a jet transport was right up there with the Larkinian Eagle as far as he was concerned.

"Don't worry, Jeff," he said with a smile and a hug. "No matter what happens, I'll never let my big brother down."

Jeff watched as his loved ones boarded Niven's ship. He slowly turned and hobbled down to the transport chopper waiting to take him to the C-130 with the rest of the security detail.

After they boarded the plane and it thundered off toward Golden Agate, one of the sargeants walked over to Jeff and Chris. "Sirs, I apologize for this, but as you know it's standard procedure," he said pointing toward a chair where a man with clippers and a straight razor was waiting.

"Damn man," Chris said, "Damnit Jeff, I finally got my dreads out the right length and now we gotta... this is the last time I go on an adventure with you," he grinned.

"Don't worry, Jeff," he said with a smile and a hug. "No matter what happens, I'll never let my big brother down."
Jeff smiled at James, although James could see a glimpse of the fear charging through his body in his eyes. "I know you won't, it'll be OK. Nothing can go wrong as long as you guys are around."

Jeff smiled at James, although James could see a glimpse of the fear charging through his body in his eyes. "I know you won't, it'll be OK. Nothing can go wrong as long as you guys are around."

"Nothing," James repeated with a small smile, painfully aware of Christin pointing at his right leg behind his back. "See you in Larkinia." James stepped back and allowed Jeff to be led off with a slight tear forming in the corner of one of his eyes. He felt a pair of female arms being wrapped around him, and Christin's voice in his ear.

"Don't worry; everything's going to be fine," she whispered, squeezing him.

"I know," he said, trying to laugh but falling short.

"Yeah, I'll buy the first round of drinks," Jeff said to him, glancing down at James' right leg. "You better tell me you OK."

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20 minutes after sitting in the chairs, it was all over. Standard military procedure, Jeff and Chris were shaved and their heads were shaved close to the skin. Jeff looked around the chair at the auburn piles of hair on the ground. He'd had his goatee since before he was in command of the Defiance...

Chris looked at his dreads on the ground and his beard shaved, looking in the mirror he said, "I never thought I'd see us like this J."

"Me either"

Another man handed Jeff and Chris two grey uniforms. Replicas of regular Larkinian navy uniforms except they were slate grey instead of Royal Blue.

(A note, in the Larkinian Military, dress uniforms are black with a color trim depending on service, blue for navy, green for army and white for aerospace, regular BDU's are the color of the trim and there is a special grey BDU to indicate military prisoners).

Jeff and Chris changed into the grey uniforms and stepped out where they were placed in two seats and read for part of the flight.

"Yeah, I'll buy the first round of drinks," Jeff said to him, glancing down at James' right leg. "You better tell me you OK."

"Eh?" asked James, looking down and quickly feeling embarassed, considering he was confronting a one-legged man. "Oh, it's nothing, really. Just that ruddy leg pretending I'm back in Effit. Dr. Niven's taking a look at it," he admitted, taking a step backwards.

"Yeah, I'll buy the first round of drinks," Jeff said to him, glancing down at James' right leg. "You better tell me you OK."

"Eh?" asked James, looking down and quickly feeling embarassed, considering he was confronting a one-legged man. "Oh, it's nothing, really. Just that ruddy leg pretending I'm back in Effit. Dr. Niven's taking a look at it," he admitted, taking a step backwards.

"OK, as long as Dad's looking at it." Jeff said a little relieved.

"Good bye James."

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Several Hours later

The plane approached Golden Agate International, where it gently landed and began taxiing to a private military gate.

Larkinia One approached the presidential landing strip at the airport, and pulled into a terminal where an anxious Takeo Katana was waiting.

Jeff and Chris walked off of the transport, where they were surrounded by heavily armed and armored security police, some aiming around them, some looking out for snipers.

"You two, get a move on," Staff Sgt. Dan Roseta said gruffly.

James and Christin could catch a glimpse of the new look Chris and Jeff were sharing as they were led into a barred transport.

"Good bye James."

"See you later, Jeff," James ammended quickly.

----

James and Christin, followed by Princeton and Weathers, stepped of the plane in Golden Agate. James spotted President Katana at once, and angled towards him. "Mr. President, it's a pleasure to see you again. Thanks for arranging our transport."

He glanced about the yard, catching a glimpse of Jeff and Chris. "I don't suppose all those letter had any effect, did they?"

James and Christin, followed by Princeton and Weathers, stepped of the plane in Golden Agate. James spotted President Katana at once, and angled towards him. "Mr. President, it's a pleasure to see you again. Thanks for arranging our transport."

He glanced about the yard, catching a glimpse of Jeff and Chris. "I don't suppose all those letter had any effect, did they?"

Takeo shook hands with James, "Your majesty, I am glad to see you also, although I wish it were under happier circumstances."

Takeo looked around the private terminal, "Where is Mrs. Williams and Dr. Niven?"

He listened to James' question, "They did some, public opinion is running quite strong here, and many of those in the military who were questioning his actions before have changed their minds. However, those looking for a trial did find one Naval Flag Officer to sign on, and that's all they needed.

"We must hurry, they are being taken to the tribunal as we speak for the preliminary motions, their lawyers are waiting for them there."

Niven's craft (I gotta give it a name) Landed at the presidential strip and Niven stormed straight out daring any of the military personnel to attempt to stop him. He walked straight up to the president " I should have let that son of a bitch kill you. When I helped free your country I thought that this sort of injustice was a thinkg of the past. I expect that you have a pardon written for Jeff before this sham even begins." Taking a breath " And rest assured that if Jeff is convicted by this little witch hunt, and if he is sentenced to death that there will be more death to follow. Jeff is considered a national treasure by Celeborne, no matter what your tin-pot military dictatorship thinks, and his death will be considered an act of war and we will withdraw from the alliance. We have had enough of the persicution of this hero, yes hero. That was not Jeff's father speaking, that was the voice of Celeborne. As his father, I will make sure that the first missile strike takes out the capital. "

"As do I, Mr. President. Still, it's good to know that most Larkinians are as strong and wise as their leader." James sighed. "After you, Mr. President," he started, waving in the general direction of where Jeff was being taken. Just then, Niven made his storming enterence, and, James coughed to draw attention to himself. That hardly seemed wise, considering the mood the doctor was in, but he steeled himself. "Lord Niven, President Katana here's actually been most helpfull during this ... ordeal. I share in your zeal for defending Jeff, but I think it may be... prudent if we directed it into helping him be aquitted."

"After all," he smiled, "I think there's something in the charter now about attacking a fellow ANH member state."

Katana stood and waited until Dr. Niven finished.

"As far as my 'tin-pot military dictatorship' goes, this is not a military dictatorship anymore, thanks to you and your soldiers who helped us. I do not dictate the policy of a military tribunal, they were crafted to make it very hard to hold one. But after the military had their third flag officer to sign onto it, there was nothing I could do. I made overtures, and offers to all of the officers at the Military Command to keep the remaining ones from signing on. One did, and now he will be dealt with.

"I agree that this is a witch hunt, that the military leaders are trying to make an example of him to those who still wish to act out on their own, without going through the civilian courts, thereby undermining my authority.

"Now if you will listen to me, I will explain to you what is going to happen now. I have Jeff's lawyers already lined up, the best lawyers in the nation, I have checked out each of their credentials personally and they compliment each other nicely. Now we must go, pretrial starts shortly."

Katherine looked at Niven and James, "I... I can't. I'm going to our apartment here with the children," she said almost in tears.

Calming a bit " I am sure that you are correct, Your Majesty. We should be aiding Jeff, and assureing that he never has to return to this godforsaken place." Turning to the president. " There was a time when I loved your country, but all I have seen from your nation is an endless persicution of a man who has done little more than attempt to aid his fellow man." He then turns ice cold " As to the alliance, if Jeff is murdered by this military council, the alliance is over for Celeborne." He turns to Katherine " I am sorry dear. Please go to where ever you will feel comfortable and take the guards from the craft, I wouldn't put it past them to try to kidnap you."

"Of course Duchess," Katana said waving over a group of guards, "Take the Duchess and the children to the Admiral's townhouse."

"Yes sir," One said as they escorted Katherine and the children to a waiting car.

Takeo led the rest of the group to a waiting stretch SUV. He held the door open for them and entered last. The SUV roared onto the main highway into Golden Agate, it's police escort flashing their lights as they shot through town, ignoring intersections and stopping other vehicles.

"It's not just Jeff, Doctor." Katana said, "Any officer believed to have violated orders is being held to a strict standard. Part of the result of Grant having taken power are those who disobeyed orders to stop him. They don't want that to happen again. It's why a split in power was also written into the Constitution, to avoid any one man from taking that kind of control again, however it does limit my control over certain aspects of the nation, and for that I am quite, truly sorry."

Katherine looked at Niven and James, "I... I can't. I'm going to our apartment here with the children," she said almost in tears.

"I'm going with her," Christin whispered to James, who smiled back.

"Try not to stay up too late," he said, the joke even sounding hollow in his own mind. Christin gave him the obligatory smile, before turning to try and comfort Lady Katherine.

James held up his hands as he stepped into the transportation, more than a little scared by Niven's threat to take Celeborne out of the New Highlands Alliance. "I understand what you mean, Lord Niven. Iansisle finds itself confounded by certain actions of small elements in the Larkinians military, but we find just as stupid and reactionary elements in our own governmental structure. I'm sure this whole incident will resolve itself without the need for drastic action." Because I don't know what I'd do if they actually try and shoot Jeff, he admitted to himself silently, imagining that he'd rage like Dr. Niven...though Celebornian spaceships may be a tad more effective than prop driven aeroflyers and a .303 bolt action rifle.

"Katana, I am not at odds with you, I am at odds with this military council, and I think that it best for them to understand that there is a world beyond thier myoptic view. They cannot see where thier actions can affect anything beyond thier military. They need to understand that Jeff is a hero to the people of many nations and thier little power play will have repurctions that they may not be aware of or ready for. Celeborne is no Imitora, but Jeff is considered my son there, and therefor a member of our nation. This action will hurt our alliance, and could escilate much faster than any of us are ready for. I suggest that you get a pardon ready. It has been my experience that your nation does not treat Jeff well. Let me remind you that the last time this happened I had to break him out of prison. I will do it again. Perhaps you could stress the diplomatic situation to them."

"I understand what you mean, Lord Niven. Iansisle finds itself confounded by certain actions of small elements in the Larkinians military, but we find just as stupid and reactionary elements in our own governmental structure. I'm sure this whole incident will resolve itself without the need for drastic action."

"Let us hope for the best, I fear that the future of the alliance will be determined by this trial."

"I know he is doctor, he is considered a hero to almost all of Larkinia as well. And that was before the four billion letters from Iansisle arrived to support him. He's shown the world he has more courage on his own than all of the people in the Military Command Building combined.

"If I could I would have put him on the military council a while back, but that would have taken him away from Iansisle, and I remember the message I got from you two the last time I even contemplated doing that. Here we are!"

Katana points to a large domed building in the foothills of the mountains.

"The governmental sector, that building is Ministry of Justice, where the tribunal will be held."

The SUV pulled into the private lot and a shorter, hispanic man with piercing eyes in a black dress uniform with green trim opened the door.

"General Rios, how much time?"

"Not much Mr. President," the man said "I've stalled them as long as I can, but we've got to go." He turned to James and Niven and saluted, "General David Rios, pleased to meet you. Sorry gents, no time!" he turned and rushed the team into the building and toward the top floor tribunal room.

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Katherine put the children to bed after the flight then made some tea for her and Christin.

"Thank you for coming," she said with a sad smile as she poured the tea. "I don't know what I would have done if I'd gone with them."

"Thank you for returning the pointed finger, Mr. President." He steps out of the SUV. " I believe we have a future to watch unfold."

"General Rios," said James, not even attempting to return the salute. He allowed himself to be rushed up the stairs without much ceremony, too concerned about Jeff to worry about anything else. A bit of dread was starting to churn in the pit of his stomach, and it was all he could to push it out.

----

"It's no problem, Kate," smiled Christin, helping to put the children to bed. She accepted the tea with a smile, though she wasn't too big of a fan, and with a thank you. She took a small sip and directed Kate to somewhere she could sit down. "I've been talking with James, whose been talking with Grand Admiral Tri. I just know everything will work out perfectly." She smiled at Kate, wondering who she was trying to convince.

(OOC: oops, that was meant as a joke ;))

Katana, Niven, Rios and James walked into the room, where cameras and microphones were on Jeff and Chris seated at a table with three lawyers and three lawyers at another table. They were seated in the first row behind Jeff and Chris, next to the other foreign dignitaries, including King George from Gore_2004.

Two men, in a blue and green trimmed robes and a woman in a white trimmed robe walked onto the dais from their chambers. The woman rapped the gavel on the stand. "This tribunal is now in order. Will the defendants please rise."

Jeff and Chris looked at each other and stood up.

"On the charges of desertion, dereliction of duty and refusal to obey a Minister Flag Officer's commands, how do you, Rear Admiral Jeffrey Matthew Williams and Captain Christopher Ian Markson, plead?"

Jeff and Chris again looked at each other and knocked fists gently.

"For our sins..." Jeff whispered to him. Chris nodded to him and whispered, "Booyah."

"Admiral! Captain! You will address this court."

Jeff and Chris turned to face the three judges and said together.

"Not guilty"

James took his seat, glancing about at the people around him. "Here we go," he whispered to himself as the judges entered. His stomach was churning already - this was quite different from the Iansislean system Sir Richard had described to him. Still, at least in the Larkinian incarnation, the defendent had a lawyer.

The woman turned to the prosecution lawyers.

"Is the Prosecution ready?"

An older man with greying red hair stood.

"Lance General Marcus Johnson, Larkinian Army Command, representing the state. We are ready your honor."

"And the defense?"

A striking, tall blonde woman with Swedish features, in a black and white dress uniform, stood confidantly.

"Major Tasha Fowler, Larkinian Aerospace JAG Corps, representing the defense, we stand ready."

"In that case, General Johnson, call your first witness."

"I call Vice Admiral Jeb Thompson."

Niven watched nervously as the judges entered, popping his knuckles and scratching his palms. When he heard Jeff's response he relaxed a little "Give 'em hell boy, give 'em hell."

(ooc: have I ever mentioned how cool a rank I think 'Lance General' is? If not, consider this it ;). Too bad that scumbag has to fill it!

Right!)

ic: James admired the Major's pose, while glaring down at the Lance General (heh),

Niven smiles and mumbles to himself "Major Tasha Niven...Nice ring."

A man in his early 50's approached the stand and was sworn in as camera shutters snapped.

"Vice Admiral Thompson, are you familiar with the recent events surrounding the refugee rescue from Tharkold?" Johnson asked.

"Yes."

"And was this a part of one of your conversations with Rear Admiral Williams those days?" Johnson asked pressing a button on a CD Player.

"Admiral I suggest you get you and your team out of enemy territory. The weather is too rough we can't get anything out there.

"Sir, I cannot in good faith and conscious leave these people out here to be butchered."

"Cannot or will not Admiral?"

"Cannot AND will not, sir!

"You know what this means?"

"Yes sir...

"No further questions at this time."

The woman turns to Tasha, "Major?"

Fowler stands, the skirt of her uniform ruffling as she strode toward the Vice Admiral.

"Play the rest of that clip!" She ordered.

"Yes sir... I understand that it means these people won't be raped and butchered tonight! I understand that we'll be doing our God Damn jobs!"

"Do you disagree with what the Admiral did?" she asked.

"I disagree with him violating his orders, which were strict, I disagree with him breaking the chain of command and going maverick. All military groups need a chain of command and order. However, I don't disagree with his actions. This time, the ends did justify the means."

"No further questions."

James nodded during the tape, keeping his eyes on the judges.

Niven leans back in his chair "If she will not marry me, I will hire her."

Captain Steve Daras, First Officer aboard the Arkadia

Johnson: "So you agree that the Admiral should have never deserted his post aboard the Arkadia? He should have let the strike team do their job?"

Daras: "No sir! I said Jeff shouldn't have gone into the field, having the limited combat readyness training he received as a sub commander. He was a combat liability to the team, but he would have been hiding if he'd stayed."

Johnson: "Did Williams have to go into the field as part of his orders?"

Daras: "No sir, it was recommended he stay on ship."

Johnson: "By who?"

Daras: "Captain Markson"

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Fowler: "A combat Liability?? Sir are you aware of the damage he took, of what he did to save the men out there he could?"

Daras: "Yes ma'am I am. When he was in the field it sounded like he took charge quickly and acted like a combat vet. But it still doesn't replace the fact that he and Captain Markson have not been special forces trained. But ma'am, there were a lot of officers on board who questioned what he was doing, he saved those people. Plain and simple."

(ooc: I'm about half asleep, so forgive the continual decline in my post quality. I think I need to go to bed before I pass out on my keyboard.

fglauywvfbihsfd...

"Damn, I wish I could let them know that Jeff has enough cutting edge cybernetics in him to make him a special forces team of his own."

Corporal Michael Thunderriver, Larkinia Sabre Strike Team

T: Ma'am, if it weren't for the Admiral, I wouldn't be here now. He came back for me when I was hit bad. He went back for the captain after he was hit and the F-14's were getting their last bearings on the fire zone.

Fowler: Not exactly 'desertion and cowardice in the field' was it?

T: No ma'am.

Johnson: Objection your honor.

Judge: Sustained.

Fowler: I'd like to play the audioclip of the countdown for the court...


9... 8...

"You stay with me, god damn it!" Jeff said pulling his friend upright.

7... 6...

"Come on, we're getting outta here together," Jeff said as dragging and carrying sounds were heard in the background.

5...

*crack* *slap* *thud* the sound of two bodies suddenly hitting the ground as the bullet finally punched through Jeff.

4... 3... 2...

the sound of multiple jets screaming toward the area, firing their missiles.

"Hang on Chris, this is gonna be close!"

1
*BOOM* *FWOOSH*

.....

*silence*

T: He came back for us ma'am. After we volunteered to do this, he came back over and over for us. He didn't give up, and we weren't going to give up on him.

Fowler: Would you do it again?

T: With him and the captain? In a heartbeat ma'am. We'd follow them into hell.

Corporal Michael Thunderriver, Larkinia Sabre Strike Team, cross-examination

Johnson: Now Corporal, you said you volunteered for this? You volunteered to disobey orders?

T: *pauses a moment*

Johnson: What's the matter corporal, need time to understand what you did?

Fowler: Objection!

Judge: Sustained, play nice now.

T: Sir, we knew we were saving those people, we knew what needed to be done. We weren't ordered to do that. He asked for anyone to volunteer, we did, and it happened.

Johnson: So you allowed the Admiral to desert his command?

Fowler: Objection your honor!

Judge: Sustained!

Johnson: Nothing further right now.

Fowler turns to the court, "You're honor, I wish to call one character witness now."

"You may."

"I call Ambassador General Devon Niven to the stand."

A shocked Niven turns to Katana "What is the protocal here ? Do I go down or wait for them to come and get me ?"

Katana turned to Niven, "Walk down, they will let you into the court proper, sworn in, then she will start. Please, try and be calm, outbursts can look badly upon the Admiral."

Jeff turned to Fowler and was vigorously shaking his head, "No, he can't get involved, this is my problem!" he whispered.

Niven adjusted his everpresent tuxedo and walked down. Jeff, let me help you. At least I don't have to shoot any one. Niven entered the court room and waited to be called up.

Fowler smiled at Dr. Niven and opened the door for him to enter.

Another young officer swore Niven in and showed him to the witness stand.

"Ambassador Niven, how long have you known the Admiral? And in what capacity?"

" I have known the ambasador since his elevation to the order of knighthood, that has been several years. In that time I have known him as a fellow ambasador, a friend, my adopted son, and the father of my grandchildren. "

"Your adopted son? It must take a person of serious character for that. What kind of character have you seen him exhibit in the years you have known him?"

"Jeff is the single most kind , caring, and honest human being I have ever met. He is also the most couragous. In my term as First speaker of Celeborne I had the honor to award many honors and medal to many good men and women, not a one of them could hold a candle to the Admiral. I did not lightly take him into my home and family, but he has the greatest of gifts, he makes the people around him better. Not only does he display courage and compasion, but he causes the seeds of these thraits to grow in other people. He is a master gardener of the human soul."

"Not only does he display courage and compasion, but he causes the seeds of these thraits to grow in other people. He is a master gardener of the human soul."

"So then the statements of Corporal Thunderriver and others, about him charging back into the middle of an airstrike to save someone, including the tape I'm about to play, would be fairly accurate in describing him? Play the tape, we received from the recon satellites."

"Gentlemen, we're getting out of here. However we've got some guests coming with us. We're going to pack as many of them as possible into the choppers, but that's not enough room.

"I can't order any of you to stay, I won't do that to you. I, however, am staying behind. The refugees are going in my place. If any of you want to stay, then we can work on a way to get the remaining refugees out of here before the soldiers arrive. If you want to stay, say so now, and we'll get them out of here."

"Guys, we're doubling back and hitting the beach head where, hopefully, someone will be waiting for us. This is gonna be ugly, I don't know how many people are out there after us.

"I know I asked you guys to stay with me if you wanted to. But I can't ask you to go any further. We're going to have to sneak and fight and bleed for every inch of territory we get these refugees.

"I want to know everyone's opinion before we go on. You can speak freely here."

"Sir, I can't... I can't let these people die. I can't watch they carry their children to an uncertain future and leave them now," Thunderriver said.

"Let's finish this job," Another voice said, "This wasn;'t our mission, but it is now. Let's get them to a new home."

Markson chuckles on the tape, "Are we there yet boss? Are we?" he said with a grin in his voice.

"Now the prosecution is trying to portray the Admiral as a man without honor. As a renegade with no regard to the rules, as a meglomaniac with his best interests at heart. Have you ever seen that?"

Tears were running down the face of the good doctor when the tape ended. "That is Jeff to the core. He is a man in love with humanity. He would accept a mortal wound to save he fellow man from the sightest of injury. I do not wish to paint an overly sentimental picture of the Admiral, but you should know that Admiral Sir Jeffory Williams is truely what we should all aspire to, he is simply a good man."

"As to being a megolomaniac, you should know that as my son Jeffory is worth many millions of dollars, but he has never spent a cent of the monies that he has recieved on himself. And you would never know by his manner that he could buy and sell most of the people he meets. You would also never know that he has accepted mortal wounds on numerous occasions to save others. He does not wear his days as a savior on his sleeve, waiting for the acolades of all. He considers it the right thing to do ,so he does it."

Fowler smiled at Niven warmly.

"No further questions your honor."

Johnson stood for his cross-examination.

"Ambassador Niven, when you first met the Admiral, he was about to murder someone was he not?"

"He was not. When I first met Jeff he was attempting to defend his honor. With the courts indulgence I will tell you this , though I am sure with your law degrees that you will already know the difference, indulge an old man. Murder...That implys a dark intent, what had happened was that a man threatened Admiral Williams with physical harm, he defended himself in the way that protocal and tradition required. That, dear man , is not murder. "

"Ah, I see. So instead of walking away, the good Admiral took the time to wait for pistols to be brought, then walk ten paces turn and shoot? And in all that time he didn't think about leaving the poor drunkard alone? It does show an intent to go through with ending a man's life, which is also murder. But we won't duel over the word, no pun intended..."

"Objection!"

"Sustained, watch it General.."

"Apologies. Now Ambassador Niven, Admiral Williams has a history of running off on his own, I'm thinking about the next report in his file. Running to Imitora regarding some... elves? Do you remember that? It was one of the many times you had to patch him up."

"Ending a mans life is not always murder, were that the case I am afraid that your court would be tied up with trials for most of your military, but that line of questioning has been closed I think. As to the Imitora situation, I am afraid that I was not overly involved in that , so anything that I had to say on that situation would be pure speculation and I do not believe that the court wishes to waste it's time with the speculations of this old man."

Jeff leaned over to Major Fowler, "don't worry, he's not that old," he said with a mischevious grin.

Johnson continued on, "Ambassador, when you were in command of the Celebornian Military, you did have order in your ranks, did you not? You weren't letting your soldiers running away on the hopes of glory did you?"

"Oh yes, we had and still have order in the ranks. However, there are times when the best thing a man can do is either disobey an order or be creative with the situation that he has. Hunting for glory is not generally the goal of a man who disobeys orders, I am sure that the generals in the room can back me up on this, most men who disobey orders are trying to avoid the situations that would give them glory. Most are looking for a way to run away, not a way to save lives. Most people who get medals are not looking for them, they are simply doing the right thing. We would also allow a man who carries the rank of Admiral to use his best judgement in most situations and not micromanage him out of usefullness."

"So then it's up to each individual to determine whether or not they want to follow an order and how to follow it?" Johnson asked, realizing that he was getting nowhere with Niven. "How on earth did Celeborne advance as far as it did with you at the helm?" he asked in frustration.

A flurry of activity started up then.

"General!"

"Objection to this whole line of questioning!" Fowler snapped.

Jeff burst up from his seat, immediately the security cannons were trained on him, "You're outta line Johnson!" he yelled pointing at the Lance General.

"Sit down Williams or I'll man that firing squad myself!" Johnson barked back.

Calmly Niven looked Johnson over from the floorboards to the top of his head. " So, you are not getting the answers that you are looking for so you move to insults, most unbecomming of an officer. I will be lodging a formal complaint over your uncivil actions. Now to answer your question, Celeborne advanced as far as it has with me at the helm for a few simple reasons, not the least of which is the ability to determine the abilities of a man or woman and allowing them to live up to it." When Jeff Jumps up Niven simply raises his hand to him Sit down, I have this one. " Do you have any more questions or would you like to throw more insults ? "

Jeff sat back down, glowering at Johnson who glared right back at him.

"No further questions your honor."

"You may step down Ambassador, thank you for your time," the female judge said.

Niven stands and looks to the judges "Thank you for allowing me the freedom with my answers that you have."
When he walks past Jeff he put his arm on his shoulder "Don't loose your temper, son , thats what they want."
When he returns to the room with Katana he sits next to him " I am now offically lodging a diplomatic complaint against General Johnson. I will expect a full appology. Written and verbal, of course." And then with equal calm of one discussing the weather "and if he threatens to kill my son again, I will put a price on his head so large that he would not be safe with his mother." He leans back and lights a cigar.

Niven stands and looks to the judges "Thank you for allowing me the freedom with my answers that you have."
When he walks past Jeff he put his arm on his shoulder "Don't loose your temper, son , thats what they want."
When he returns to the room with Katana he sits next to him " I am now offically lodging a diplomatic complaint against General Johnson. I will expect a full appology. Written and verbal, of course." And then with equal calm of one discussing the weather "and if he threatens to kill my son again, I will put a price on his head so large that he would not be safe with his mother." He leans back and lights a cigar.

Jeff patted Niven's hand, "I'll try..."

When Niven sat down with Katana, Takeo nodded, "I apologize that the General is such an asshole, Doctor. This will give me the chance I need to talk with him. Maybe a demotion is in order."

Fowler stood up and faced the judges, "I call Admiral Jeffrey Williams to the stand."

Jeff nodded to Chris then stood up and hobbled to the stand, the metal peg slipping once causing him to fall to one knee. Fowler helped him stand back up and walk to the stand.

"Admiral, the first question is.. why?"

"Because it was right. Because we couldn't enforce the cease fire, and I didn't have the chance to get talks restarted, which is why I was recalled to Larkinia from Iansisle. Those people would have died otherwise."

"Who ordered you to Tharkold?"

"The Parliament's Foreign Affairs Committee."

"And who was the military attache to the meeting," Fowler asked.

"Objection!" Johnson said excitedly.

The judges spoke a moment, "Overruled, please answer Admiral."

"He was."

Jeff pointed to Lance General Johnson.

Niven stands and looks to the judges "Thank you for allowing me the freedom with my answers that you have."
When he walks past Jeff he put his arm on his shoulder "Don't loose your temper, son , thats what they want."
When he returns to the room with Katana he sits next to him " I am now offically lodging a diplomatic complaint against General Johnson. I will expect a full appology. Written and verbal, of course." And then with equal calm of one discussing the weather "and if he threatens to kill my son again, I will put a price on his head so large that he would not be safe with his mother." He leans back and lights a cigar.

Jeff patted Niven's hand, "I'll try..."

When Niven sat down with Katana, Takeo nodded, "I apologize that the General is such an asshole, Doctor. This will give me the chance I need to talk with him. Maybe a demotion is in order."

Fowler stood up and faced the judges, "I call Admiral Jeffrey Williams to the stand."

Jeff nodded to Chris then stood up and hobbled to the stand, the metal peg slipping once causing him to fall to one knee. Fowler helped him stand back up and walk to the stand.

"Admiral, the first question is.. why?"

"Because it was right. Because we couldn't enforce the cease fire, and I didn't have the chance to get talks restarted, which is why I was recalled to Larkinia from Iansisle. Those people would have died otherwise."

"Who ordered you to Tharkold?"

"The Parliament's Foreign Affairs Committee."

"And who was the military attache to the meeting," Fowler asked.

"Objection!" Johnson said excitedly.

The judges spoke a moment, "Overruled, please answer Admiral."

"He was."

Jeff pointed to Lance General Johnson.

Niven smiled " A demotion.. I like the sound of that. Perhaps buck private ? "

The three judges looked at the General.

"Court is in recess for 15 minutes. Legal teams, our chambers, NOW!"

"what an interesting turn of events. Sounds like a mistrial to me." Niven says with a small smile.

Niven smiled " A demotion.. I like the sound of that. Perhaps buck private ? "

"Possibly, or maybe I can make a rank lower than th..." Katana was cut off by the next statement.

"He was"

"What??" Takeo roared so loud three news crews turned their cameras from the trial to him and Niven. He burst out of his chair and was restrained by one of his aides.

Niven leans over to the aid restraining Takeo " I will give you 200,000 dollars to let him go. No joke."

Niven leans over to the aid restraining Takeo " I will give you 200,000 dollars to let him go. No joke."

"Done!"

The aide let Takeo, who was fuming so much Niven could almost see smoke literally coming out of his ears, quickly rushed down to the judges chambers.

15 minutes later, on the dot

One steaming-mad President Katana, the legal teams, minus one Lance General, and the judges all walked out of the chambers, looking very grim faced.

"We have taken the recent revelations under consideration, and after consultations, this tribunal will continue. However, that said, these revelations will weigh quite heavily on our decision, and as of now, Lance General Johnson, explanation of no conflict of interest seems solid, but to try and preserve a fair trial for the defendants, he has been removed from the case. Army Colonel Patricia Panierre will present the case for the prosecution from this point forward."

Niven quickly wrote the check. "Money well spent. I suppose I should wait here, or do you think it would be alright for me to go down and vist Jeff while this is all going on ?"

(disreguard last post.)

Niven leans sits back down, obviously disapointed by the continuation of the trail. "Let the dog and pony show continue."

(Niven can go visit Jeff if you want, he's got 15 min. ;))

Niven goes down to Jeff "Looks like things are getting interesting. How are you holding up ?"

Jeff hobbles over to the partition where Niven is standing, he smiled at his dad through the wire mesh. "We're OK dad," he said, "It's just like a weekend on the Riviera, not that I've ever been there..."

He looked around the courtroom, "Guess there's a lot of interest in this little show, huh?"

"It would appear so. I guess it is not every day that an international hero gets tried. And before you ask Kate and the kids are fine, they are at your apartment, and I have sent my bodyguards over to keep an eye on things. You'll be fine Jeff. You are going to have to let me look at that leg though."

"I dunno, about international hero. Thanks for sticking up for me, you don't know how much.... that... that means a lot to me dad." Jeff said quickly turning and dabbing his eye.

"They aren't here?" he asked trying to look around the reflective glass. "I guess it's for the best, she's been through so much."

Jeff chuckled and pulled up the uniform leg showing Dr. Niven a thin steel rod where he lower left leg used to be. "It's not cybernetics, but it's the height of Iansislian limb replacement they tell me. The rest of me is back there.. with my men."

"Good Gods, and heros in hell, boy , do you know how much your old foot was worth ??? " He then starts laughing " We will get you a new one when you get out of here, I am going to revolutionize medicinie in Iansisle if I have to hold them down and force feed it to them. Peg legs my arse." Smiling a bit "Katherine is not in a state to be able to watch this, son. This is the best for everyone."

Jeff nodded, "You're right, she's not. I dunno dad, I can't keep putting her through these disasters..."

"So how much was his old leg worth?" A man with corporal's stripes on his uniform asked as he walked up with Corporal Thunderriver.

"Dad, you remember seeing Corporal Thunderriver testify today."

Thunderriver saluted Jeff and Niven, "It's a priviledge to meet you sir."

"And this is Corporal Christian Jordan, he was our resident medic, he kept all of us patched up."

The man who'd spoken saluted Dr. Niven, "It's nice to meet you sir."

He looked at Jeff and Chris, "How y'all doin' skip?"

Jeff grinned at him, "Just another day in Paradise."

(OOC: Another day in paradise, thats what I always say when someone asks me how I am doing...Thats funny.)

"Pleasure is all mine , men. You do good work as a medic corporal, if you ever need a job let me know. I will always have a place for men like the two of you. Looks like they are comming back, Jeff. You had better assume the position." He says with a light chuckle.

(OOC: No kidding? that's eerie, that's what I always say too.. heh..)

Corporal Jordan smiled at Dr. Niven, "I might just do that sir."

Thunderriver looked at Jordan, "We are coming up on our re-up dates.."

Jeff looked back at the chamber doors opening, "Yeah, I'd better get ready to back up to the ream-a-tron..."

Jordan snorted a laugh out, "You hang in there skip, ya gottem on the ropes now."

OOC2: and I'm out for the night, I'll catch you tomorrow!

(Very strange, I thought I was the only person who said that..Night I will catch you tommorow.)

James watched the entire proceedings, smiling thinly as Fowler and her witnesses continued to paint Johnson as an ass. He too arched an eyebrow at the accusation of the Lance General, though perhaps he did not fully understand the consequences, and noticed Katana’s hurried departure. Somehow, I don’t think both Mr. Katana and our beloved Lance General will be walking back out of that room alive he grinned to himself, before watching as Niven took his exit. After a moment’s pause, James also regained his feet and followed the doctor out.

“Force it down our throats, eh?” he asked Dr. Niven, patting the doctor on the back. “I should think that RSU doctors were quite pleased with Jeff’s replacement. Back in the day, he would’ve just gotten a stick of oak to shove up there.” He smiled as the corporals walked in, not attempting to return salutes out of the knowledge he’d muck it up somehow. “Gentlemen.”

At last turning to Jeff, he smiled genuinely. “Hang in there, Hero of Time. I think we got ‘em on the run.”

At last turning to Jeff, he smiled genuinely. “Hang in there, Hero of Time. I think we got ‘em on the run.”

Jeff chuckled as he attempted to run his finger through his hair, stopping halfway when he realized there was none up there.

"I hope we do," Jeff said. "I'll need to talk to those boys in Parliament when I get outta here."

"I'm sure they'll be glad to hear from you," James smiled. "I think that, if you wanted to, right now you could win any electorate in the Commonwealth." Looking over his shoulder, James glanced back as the door opening. "Good luck out there, Jeff."

(Hey, Lark, if you need any marines/navy/Admiralty type people to testify, feel free to assume they were flown in for the trial. ;))

ooc: Sorry guys, really busy this winter break. Friends, family, and girlfriend all demand more attention than Nationstates... but once school starts up again I'm sure this will be back to normal.

ooc: Sorry guys, really busy this winter break. Friends, family, and girlfriend all demand more attention than Nationstates... but once school starts up again I'm sure this will be back to normal.

(Girlfriend? Heh, I guess that date went well ;). Anyway, don't worry about it! I understand that you have a busy social life, and quite frankly, I'm a little jealous :). Have fun, and we'll see ya when school starts again.)

The doctor smiled at James "Sorry about that, old man. I really have nothing but the greatest respect for the medical science of your great nation. I seem to let my mouth get away from me at times. Please accept my appology."

"I'm sure they'll be glad to hear from you," James smiled. "I think that, if you wanted to, right now you could win any electorate in the Commonwealth." Looking over his shoulder, James glanced back as the door opening. "Good luck out there, Jeff."

(Hey, Lark, if you need any marines/navy/Admiralty type people to testify, feel free to assume they were flown in for the trial. ;))
"Thanks James," Jeff smiled at him. "I can use all the luck I can get."

(Gotcha, well, James is next on the witness list, then Tri and northrupt, then back to Jeff and one refugee... Feel up to some cross-ex? ;) )

The judges sat back down. Fowler stood up, "Your honor, I wish to suspend questioning of the Admiral to call another Character witness. I call King James Callahan to the stand."

Niven turns to the Larkinian president after James is called to the stand "You might want to get someone down there with some tissues, this will be a tear jerker."

The new prosecution lawyer put her head in her hands a moment as James' name is called out.

"How many more of these do we have to go through?" she whispered

Her answer came from her compatriot, "Well, when you put a f---ing hero on trial, you have to deal with some of the people who he's helped. Sorry his heroics are being such a painful thorn in your case," he whispered with a look of not quite respect to her.

Niven turns to the Larkinian president after James is called to the stand "You might want to get someone down there with some tissues, this will be a tear jerker."

"Really? I have someone right on it," Katana said, "Although James could introduce all of the letters of support we've received as evidence I think."

Katana picks up his cell phone, "I almost forgot!" he whispered. Dialing a number, he waits a moment then says "Aiana, have the Admiral and Captain's Dress uniforms ready when the judges finally have a decision ready." He watched as an aide walked around handing out tissues.

"Mr. President, do you think you could also have someone ready to bring the admiral's wife and children over when he is released. I think it would be good for them to see him when he is let go."Niven says with a wink.

The judges sat back down. Fowler stood up, "Your honor, I wish to suspend questioning of the Admiral to call another Character witness. I call King James Callahan to the stand."

James looked mildly shocked as his name was called, but quickly stood and picked his way down, taking any anti-purjury oaths required along the way. He assumed his seat and waited for questioning to begin, his stomach churning with the knowlege that he'd be helping to shape Jeff's future, and determined to say the right things.

Feel up to some cross-ex?

(Ready to go...sorry about the long respond time, though! I was doing some writing during what I thought was a lull ;))

Fowler smiled at James as she began' "Your majesty, you've known the Admiral for a little while. You decided he deserved one of the highest honors in Ianslisle. Would you tell the court why you did so?"

Katana turned to Niven, "Quite right, I was going to wait until the justices started deliberating though, no reason for her to see the remaining proceedings."

"Good point, sir, good point. I am still waiting to see what the final rabbit out of the hat will be from the prosecution."He says a bit nervously.

Fowler smiled at James as she began' "Your majesty, you've known the Admiral for a little while. You decided he deserved one of the highest honors in Ianslisle. Would you tell the court why you did so?"

James leaned forward in the box, sweeping his eyes over both the defense and prosecution tables. "Ms. Fowler, when I first met Sir Jeffery, he was already a hero of the Commonwealth for saving the crew of the Behemoth and keeping our first foreign expedition in decades from disaster. As I got to know him better, I came to realize that he has more moral fortitude and courage than anyone else I've ever met. He went on to save both my own life and the entire Commonwealth several times after that. Making him a knight was really the least I could do for one who had so selflessly sacrificed his own well being for others'."

(Ahhh Cele, you know me too well.. ;) )

"Oh yes, that was en route to the Developing Nations Conference if I believe.

"Your majesty, as has been mentioned before, the prosecution is painting the Admiral as one who put his own interests ahead of his team. Have you ever witnessed the Admiral engaging in this meglomaniacal behavior before?"

"Objection, the King was not there during the events."

"Goes to background your honor.

"Overruled, please answer the question your majesty."

(Ahhh Cele, you know me too well.. ;) )

(uh-oh...there's no way that can be good! ;))

"Your majesty, as has been mentioned before, the prosecution is painting the Admiral as one who put his own interests ahead of his team. Have you ever witnessed the Admiral engaging in this meglomaniacal behavior before?"

"Objection, the King was not there during the events."

"Goes to background your honor.

"Overruled, please answer the question your majesty."

James, who was hardly an expert on legal matters, looked back and forth between the colonel, Fowler, and the judge as the objection was processed and rejected. By the time he was ordered to answer the question, he had formulated a fairly definite answer.

"No, I have not. In my experience, Sir Jeffery has never, and I mean never put his own interests before those of his family, friends, or subordinates." James was sure to sound definite and strong, though the butterflies in his stomach made this difficult.

Fowler heard the small quake in James' voice.

Uh-oh, that can't be good... she thought as she formulated a quick plan to try and help the young monarch relax, although her voice never missed a beat in the questioning.

"Your majesty, can you describe one of the situations you'd mentioned earlier? Where the Admiral put the interests of you or your people before his own?"

"Your majesty, can you describe one of the situations you'd mentioned earlier? Where the Admiral put the interests of you or your people before his own?"

James blinked once or twice as his mind raced. Suddenly, though there were a half dozen strong examples, he found himself searching for one. At last, he latched onto the Veritas incident - not the strongest, perhaps, but he needed to start talking soon.

"About a year ago, myself and representatives of other world powers were invited to a conference in Veritas, Effit, by Pater Ibrahaim XVIII, with the goal of reducing tensions and increasing the probability of a pan-Tilsitian alliance. During the course of negotiations, I slipped and fell, nearly breaking my neck." His leg ached at the memory. "Sir Jeffery ensured, at great risk to himself, that I was properly cared for."

And nearly started an international war because of it, thought James, inwardly slapping himself. Idiot...if Jeff gets sent to the firing squad because of your incompetence, you'd best throw yourself off the ramparts when you get home! What about the damn coronation incident, or the treachery of Sentry Island...no! You had to chose Veritas, just because your damn foot hurts!

Fowler almost winced when she saw James' face after his response. Her only outward sign that she was really concerned was a quick swallow of a sip of water.

"I have nothing further your honor."

Colonel Patricia Panierre, a 40-something woman with dark chestnut hair stood up with a small grin. Finally she'd had something to work with.

"Your majesty, let's continue the conference discussion, shall we?" she asked as her aide handed her a file. "Now once again, we see Admiral Williams running off half-cocked, disobeying orders. Now correct me if I am wrong, but the leader of Effit then turned around and prepared for war with Iansisle, Larkinia and any other nation vaguely allied with us."

"Your majesty, let's continue the conference discussion, shall we?" she asked as her aide handed her a file. "Now once again, we see Admiral Williams running off half-cocked, disobeying orders. Now correct me if I am wrong, but the leader of Effit then turned around and prepared for war with Iansisle, Larkinia and any other nation vaguely allied with us."

"Well," started James, glancing at Fowler, then back at Panierre. "I wouldn't say his was running about half-cocked or disobeying any orders. As for the war preparations, I suppose that's technically true...[if he gets cut off]...but really, as the interviews with Mr. Katana proved, Ibrahaim and his lap dog D'Analia were really motivated just out of spite and malice. They were looking for any excuse, no matter how flimsy, to start an international incident."

(sorry this was so long in coming...my computer and I had to 'exchange a few words' in the back alley :x )

"Well," started James, glancing at Fowler, then back at Panierre. "I wouldn't say his was running about half-cocked or disobeying any orders. As for the war preparations, I suppose that's technically true...[if he gets cut off]..

(No worries, I was having the same problems with mine ;))

He does get cut off there. "In fact, didn't his actions with the new Pater, and a subsequent rescue effort from an Imitoran group then lead to Effit being invaded by Imitora, and to this day is still under a state of occupation??"
Edit: "And isn't the death of those Effitians the direct result of the Admiral's rash actions?"

He does get cut off there. "In fact, didn't his actions with the new Pater, and a subsequent rescue effort from an Imitoran group then lead to Effit being invaded by Imitora, and to this day is still under a state of occupation??"
Edit: "And isn't the death of those Effitians the direct result of the Admiral's rash actions?"

"Sir Jeffrey was in no way responsible for the actions of the Imitoran group!" insisted James, looking around, "Nor for any subsequent actions of the Imitoran government. He was responsible for no more than being worried for a friend and being willing to sacrifice himself to save that friend!" In a violent back corner of his mind, James wondered just how illegal it would be to jump up and strangle the lawyer.

"In fact, didn't Williams storm into Ibrahaim's castle and threaten the people who were watching over you?"

As the colonel began asking James questions, she handed her aide a note. After reading the note, he quickly punched some instructions on his laptop and nodded to her when she looked back at him.

"In fact, didn't Williams storm into Ibrahaim's castle and threaten the people who were watching over you?"

James paused. He had actually been unconscious for those events, and was largely going off what had subsequently been told to him. "If he did," James said at last, "It would only be because he believed they were trying to do me harm. Effit is - was - a very secretive, introverted place, and sometimes, they don't make things very clear."

"In fact, didn't Williams storm into Ibrahaim's castle and threaten the people who were watching over you?"
Katana watched the interaction and the aide working on the laptop, "I don't like the direction this is taking." he whispered to Niven.

James paused. He had actually been unconscious for those events, and was largely going off what had subsequently been told to him. "If he did," James said at last, "It would only be because he believed they were trying to do me harm. Effit is - was - a very secretive, introverted place, and sometimes, they don't make things very clear."

Panierre looked back at the aide nodding, "I thank you for your time your majesty," she said turning to the judges, "I would like to call someone who was there at the time of Williams' actions. I have been informed we are capable of working a direct link to the government in exile in Ryansisle. I wish to call Pater Ibrahaim to the stand."

"In fact, didn't Williams storm into Ibrahaim's castle and threaten the people who were watching over you?"
Katana watched the interaction and the aide working on the laptop, "I don't like the direction this is taking." he whispered to Niven.

"Nor do I. These things seem to be spinning a bit out of control."

Panierre looked back at the aide nodding, "I thank you for your time your majesty," she said turning to the judges, "I would like to call someone who was there at the time of Williams' actions. I have been informed we are capable of working a direct link to the government in exile in Ryansisle. I wish to call Pater Ibrahaim to the stand."

James started to panic. "He'll twist everything- he already tried to kidnap Jeff once and kill him---[cut off by a judge of some sort, I assume? ;)]"

EDIT: In Ryansisle, Ibrahaim rubbed his hands together. Now here was something he had been waiting a while for!

James started to panic. "He'll twist everythin---[cut off by a judge of some sort, I assume? ;)]"
(He got cut off right about there. You can decide if you want to let the link go through.)

"If you can call him up on the monitor, then we will listen," the judge said.

(He got cut off right about there. You can decide if you want to let the link go through.)

"If you can call him up on the monitor, then we will listen," the judge said.

(fine with me...but it being a Tilsitian country, I wouldn't expect much more than audio on shuch short notice ;))

(Cool)

"Pater Ibrahaim," Panierre started, "please tell us the events regarding the arrival of one Jeffrey Williams at the Veritas conference?"

Niven leans over to Katana when Ibrahaim is called "I thought I had him killed. Remind me to take care of that when this is over. If you will excuse me for a moment." He gets out of his chair and walks into the hallway. He presses a button on his watch and a phone implanted in his head is activated.
"Niven residence."
"James, this is Niven. Tell all of the boys that the one who takes care of Pater Ibrahaim gets a 2 million dollar bonus. He has become a problem"
"Yes sir."


OOC: I will leave it up to Iansisle to decide when and if this happens.

(Cool)

"Pater Ibrahaim," Panierre started, "please tell us the events regarding the arrival of one Jeffrey Williams at the Veritas conference?"

"Well," came the static-filled and accented response, "I must admit that I was a little surprised to see him there, seeing how his government had made no prior arrangments, but we were gathered in peace. The next time I saw him, he was pointing a gun at me and my doctors while we were trying to save the Iansisleans life - which was a mistake I'm sure I won't find myself repeating. Then those Imitorans under his command came at us, shot one of my guards and assualted me, threw gas gernades, and fled the scene."

Jeff swallowed hard as Ibrahaim's voice came over the monitor. He (and Niven can feel this when he returns to the room) suddenly felt rage, rage and fear split his mind as he remembered what happened to him under Ibrahaim's 'care'. He slowly wrapped his hands around the arms of the chair.

Chris looked down at the sudden creaking sound, noticing Jeff was squeezing the arms of the metal chairs into a new... shape.

--snip--

(Heh - what sort of timeframe are we talking about here? A couple days from now, or the line just goes to all static? ;))

"Well," came the static-filled and accented response, "I must admit that I was a little surprised to see him there, seeing how his government had made no prior arrangments, but we were gathered in peace. The next time I saw him, he was pointing a gun at me and my doctors while we were trying to save the Iansisleans life - which was a mistake I'm sure I won't find myself repeating. Then those Imitorans under his command came at us, shot one of my guards and assualted me, threw gas gernades, and fled the scene."

"How did Williams gain access to your residence?"

"Objection! Hear-Say!"

"Goes to his mindframe."

"Overruled, please answer sir."

--snip--

(Heh - what sort of timeframe are we talking about here? A couple days from now, or the line just goes to all static? ;))

(Up to you, but the line going dead would be great :) )

"Objection! Hear-Say!"

"Goes to his mindframe."

"Overruled, please answer sir."

"I can only assume he forced the way," was the distant response. "After all, my guards were under very strict orders not to allow anyone in, on the chance that more reactionary members of my government might try to endanger the Iansislean's life."

"What happened next. You found Williams aiming a gun at you, then they left the area. What then?"

(Up to you, but the line going dead would be great :) )

(Killing him off's no problem to me...so, though I hate tossing a hot potato, it really just matters how fast your agents can get at him (or send a missile his way ;)). So, heh, up to you! Sorry!)

"What happened next. You found Williams aiming a gun at you, then they left the area. What then?"

"Well," came the voice, "when I came to, I was lying bound on the ground, as were several of my guards, including the one who had been shot. I attempted to alert the world to this trechery, and found myself usurped by the damned Imitorans. Er, I beg pardon on the swearing. It's just that these memories are painful ones to me."

( I do have agents in Iansisle, but it would take them time to locate him and get to him. 2 million would speed thier travel, so depending on how long it takes a guy to find him and get to him, I would say a couple of days.)

Message from Celeborne Foriegn affairs to Larkinian security:

The First Speaker is enroute to Larkinia and would like permision to land and attend the proceedings.

(The First Speakers aircraft is almost to Larkinia when the message is sent.)

"I understand sir. Now much has been made of your minister's televised arguments with President Katana. How close were you to declaring war as a result of the Admiral's actions?"

Message from Celeborne Foriegn affairs to Larkinian security:

The First Speaker is enroute to Larkinia and would like permision to land and attend the proceedings.

To Celeborne Foreign Affairs,

We have a seat reserved for you next to the President and Dr. Niven.

"I understand sir. Now much has been made of your minister's televised arguments with President Katana. How close were you to declaring war as a result of the Admiral's actions?"

"Pretty close," the voice admitted. "I mean, we were certainly scared by Larkinian and Imitoran technology, but he had assualted and threatened the person many of my subjects saw as a God. Honor had to be satisfied."

"I understand sir, thank you for your time and sharing this with us. I have no questions."

Fowler quickly burst up to respond, she had some serious ass kicking to make up for.

"Pater Ibrahaim, is it not true that you had in your employ, at the time of King James' injuries, a man who had attempted to assassinate him?"

(Just to expidite things)

The First Speakers craft lands and he is quickly taken to the proceedings. He enters the room (Imagine Donald Sutherland in an italian suit) And give Niven a quick hug "I came as soon as I heard. I thought that I could be of some assistance to you. President Katana, I am sorry that we had to finally meet under these circumstances." He extends a hand to Katana.Then he reaches into his pocket and hands the president a letter. " This is a lawful paper identifying Admrial Jeffery Williams-Niven as a member of the Celestial Republic, and a formal request, should it be neccesary, for extridition to Celeborne to serve his term there as an act of friendship between nations."

"Pater Ibrahaim, is it not true that you had in your employ, at the time of King James' injuries, a man who had attempted to assassinate him?"

There was a brief pause. "Please, miss. I know you refer to Andrew D'Analia. He may have attempted regicide, but it was only a natural reaction to an injust tyrant. Iansisle may have driven one of his exceptional talents into exile, but I wanted him in my employ."

(Just to expidite things)

The First Speakers craft lands and he is quickly taken to the proceedings. He enters the room (Imagine Donald Sutherland in an italian suit) And give Niven a quick hug "I came as soon as I heard. I thought that I could be of some assistance to you. President Katana, I am sorry that we had to finally meet under these circumstances." He extends a hand to Katana.Then he reaches into his pocket and hands the president a letter. " This is a lawful paper identifying Admrial Jeffery Williams-Niven as a member of the Celestial Republic, and a formal request, should it be neccesary, for extridition to Celeborne to serve his term there as an act of friendship between nations."

Katana shakes the First Speaker's hand and bows to him. "I am also sorry to meet you under these circumstances."

He accepts the letter gravely and nods, "I will honor this request, if it comes to that. I pray it does not."

There was a brief pause. "Please, miss. I know you refer to Andrew D'Analia. He may have attempted regicide, but it was only a natural reaction to an injust tyrant. Iansisle may have driven one of his exceptional talents into exile, but I wanted him in my employ."

"Then you could understand why Admiral Williams was so concerned to have been allowed into your palace, which he was, and see King James in a coma and in a room alone with the man who tried to kill him."

The First Speaker smiles at Katana "We could ask for nothing more from you. Let us hope that things go well, and we can all meet for a grand feast."
Niven Smiles "and I know just the cell for him...."

"Then you could understand why Admiral Williams was so concerned to have been allowed into your palace, which he was, and see King James in a coma and in a room alone with the man who tried to kill him."

"Minister D'Analia was making no threatening moves, nor did he intend to, and the King's own bodyguards were just out in the other hallway. Williams' reaction was unprovoked and fed solely malice and greed."

The First Speaker smiles at Katana "We could ask for nothing more from you. Let us hope that things go well, and we can all meet for a grand feast."
Niven Smiles "and I know just the cell for him...."

Katana nods and smiles sadly, "I hope so also." He quickly introduced the First Speaker to King George and the representative of Tanah Burung (who is here, and will be posting later on I believe).

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"Minister D'Analia was making no threatening moves, nor did he intend to, and the King's own bodyguards were just out in the other hallway. Williams' reaction was unprovoked and fed solely malice and greed."

"What malice? What greed? What else was there besides the concern he had for King James?"

"What malice? What greed? What else was there besides the concern he had for King James?"

"If he was truely that concerned over the High King, he could have contacted Iansisle's own Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who we kept fully briefed at all times," the voice answered coldly. "It was his malice regarding D'Analia over an incident then almost a year and a half old that drove him to my house, combined with a greed, perhaps even to steal some of Effit's national treasures."

FS (Cause it takes to long to type it out everytime) Greats the other world leaders. He then turns to Katana "I can also assure you that there will be no war between us, no matter what the court decides. The good doctor will have to finance that expidition without the assistance of Celeborne." Niven shoots FS a cold look and then smiles "Be careful, I can afford to do that."

"If he was truely that concerned over the High King, he could have contacted Iansisle's own Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who we kept fully briefed at all times," the voice answered coldly. "It was his malice regarding D'Analia over an incident then almost a year and a half old that drove him to my house, combined with a greed, perhaps even to steal some of Effit's national treasures."

"Yes he could have called the ministry, or possibly you or D'Analia or any of the other people you have in that palace could have taken the 10 seconds it would have taken to explain what happened," Tasha replied, her own voice getting icier. "And are you accusing him of theft? Because if you are I would like you to provide any evidence you have of that. Keeping in mind of course that the Admiral is richer than you and your entire jerk-water country put together, before the bombing!"

"Objection!"

"Sustained! Major, keep it under control."

FS (Cause it takes to long to type it out everytime) Greats the other world leaders. He then turns to Katana "I can also assure you that there will be no war between us, no matter what the court decides. The good doctor will have to finance that expidition without the assistance of Celeborne." Niven shoots FS a cold look and then smiles "Be careful, I can afford to do that."

Katana clears his throat, "Oh.. well,... oh dear."

"Thank you, your honor," was the delayed response. "Major, forgive me if I miss any of the questions you just threw at me, for it was rather hard to sort the actual line of questioning from the biased ranting.

"I suppose we could have done that, but at the time, it hardly seemed needed to inform the Larkinian ambassador of what was happening to the Iansislean monarch.

"As for the theft, I have no direct evidence, as it was pounded into a fine dust by Imitoran bombs, doubtlessly at his request," Ibrahaim went on coldly, "but given the way your 'Admiral' accousted me and my men, I wouldn't put it past him to feed children cyanide capsules."

FS (Cause it takes to long to type it out everytime) Greats the other world leaders. He then turns to Katana "I can also assure you that there will be no war between us, no matter what the court decides. The good doctor will have to finance that expidition without the assistance of Celeborne." Niven shoots FS a cold look and then smiles "Be careful, I can afford to do that."

Katana clears his throat, "Oh.. well,... oh dear."

The FS smiles at Katana "Don' t let the old goat scare you to much. Even he would not start a war over one man...I think"
Niven mearly leans back and smiles.

Tasha turned to the judges, "Objection your honor. I move that be stricken from the record."

"Sustained."

"Before I ask if you are aware that Imitora and Larkinia share no mutual military command. That it is impossible for him to give an order to any Imitoran soldier, I would like to ask, who pulled out a gun first? The Ambassador? Or you? And keep in mind you are under an oath of honesty."

There was a pause long enough that no transmission lag could explain it. At last: "The Ambassador did."

"Are you sure? Really, truly, willing to wage your honor sure of it? Because I believe there were bodyguards of King James' there as well. Shall I ask them who drew first?"

"My dear girl, the Iansislean bodyguards are every bit as much in the conspiracy as the Ambassador himself. Doubtlessly, they would answer just as they were instructed to by the High King, who employs them. And I doubt that the High King's judgment where the Ambassador is concerned is, well, objective."

"So there's a horrible conspiracy against you? That Admiral Williams, King James, his guards and the beasts of the forest are all against you?"

Tasha cleared her throat. "Shall we go on now to your attempt to execute the Admiral?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about, my dear girl, but I will not continue to sit here and be belittled and insulted by your twisting of events. Good day." There was a buzz of static, and Ibrahaim cut off the connection.

Niven smiles "Not a very pleasant chap is he ?"
The FS looks at Katana "Is Niven always like this when he is here ?"

"Your honor, I move for this entire witness testimony to be stricken."

"Objection, this is relevant to Williams' state of mind."

"Objection sustained, these statements will remain in the record."

Panierre looked at Jeff then turned to face the judges.

“I recall Jeffrey Williams to the stand.”

Jeff hobbled back to the stand and was sworn in again.

“Admiral, we’ve seen how your reckless actions have already caused the deaths of so many innocents…”

“Objection!”

“Sustained, Colonel, don’t test us.”

“Apologies, Now before I go on with rehashing your actions at the Veritas Conference, Admiral, this is not your first court marshal isn’t it? Are you familiar with a classified incident entitled, Kobiyashi Maru…”

Niven smiles "Not a very pleasant chap is he ?"
The FS looks at Katana "Is Niven always like this when he is here ?"

Katana smiled at FS, "Actually he is much calmer now. He was about to kill me earlier," he winked.

Jeff looked down at the marble floor for a moment.

“Yes ma’am, I am.”

“Now you were brought before a tribunal once before for your actions after violating rules on engagement, and destroying a boat heading to Larkinian waters, were you not?”

“Objection!”

“Goes to background, your honor.”

“Overruled, please answer sir.”

“It was during the succession war, I was in command of a patrol ship at the time. Another ship was approaching the Larkinian coast, we moved toward it, and…”

“Please just answer the question, you were court marshaled once before were you not?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Now we’ve seen your actions and the results of them as they deal with multiple nations. If you had a soldier who had a history of violating orders, who showed a disregard to his superiors, who in fact had promised his life to another government and disobeyed you, would you ask for him to be sanctioned?

“That would depend on the end result of his actions and…”

“JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION! Would you expect someone who failed to obey you punished??”

Jeff looked at the ground a minute in the silent courtroom. He closed his eyes as a tear ran down his cheek and whispered.

“Yes ma’am I expect I would.”

Panierre gave a victorious smile and boldly replied, “That is all from me your honor.”

(ooc: Jeez, I feel really bad for James' and Ibrahaim's testimonies...still, makes the trial more interesting, eh? Sorry, Jeff!)

(OOC: No worries, this is just what it needed ;) )

(heh, I guess...still, James is gonna owe Jeff big time for screwing this one up ;))

(nah, he knows it's all good. Although.. I was thinking the incident with the dragon... ;))

Tasha stood up, “Redirect questions your honor?”

“Go ahead major.”

She approached Jeff, “Admiral, why did you fire on that boat approaching Larkinia’s waters?”

“I didn’t ma’am. They fired first, I only returned fire after we had taken fire.”

“And what was the court marshal’s results?” Tasha asked.

“I was found innocent of violating the rules of engagement and of disobeying orders.”

“Now Admiral, much has been made of your actions in the past. Do you regret any of them?”

“Regret? No ma’am. I have done what I did with the best of intentions. Not for glory or power. But for my friends, for the people I care about,” Jeff said quietly.

“What about the incident in Effit?”

“If I’d had true malice in my heart, I would have torn that god damn palace to the ground to protect James from D’Analia and Ibrahaim.”


“Admiral, would you please describe to the court what you were protecting the refugees from?”

“Objection!”

“Goes to background and personality your honor.”

The judge thought a moment, “Lance General Johnson opened the door. Objection overruled.”

Jeff looked down again for a moment, “Ma’am, when we were moving those refugees through the forest, we stumbled into a village. It was… front-row seats to a massacre, ma’am. There were men butchered, not just killed, but their bodies were destroyed, women who were beaten to death, their bodies mutilated, children dead in the streets. One body I saw was hanging in the town square, it was… I couldn’t tell if it was a man or woman,” he said quietly, dabbing one eye quickly. “That’s why we were there ma’am. The people that came with us, that were on the helicopters, we were their only hope. The men who died in that forest believed in what we were doing. That the refugees had the same right to survive as anyone else. That they didn’t deserve to die in that horrible way.”

There was a small pause as Jeff collected his thoughts.

“That’s what we were protecting them from.”

“I have nothing further your honor.”

Katana smiled at FS, "Actually he is much calmer now. He was about to kill me earlier," he winked.

The Fs's face turned red "Goddamnit Devon, one of these days you are going to overstep your bounds." His face begins to return to it's normal color " But it would seem to be that as our nation's adopted grandfather your bounds are far beyond the limits of mortal men." He then smiled fondly at Niven "But we are old friends and you seemed to have manged to endear yourself to the people in the ANH, so I guess your ranting and raving does not have an adverse effect on our relationship."

Niven looked shocked "Ranting and raving, I am insulted" He then smiled broadly and clasped the Fs's hand . "Old friends , yes very." Something unspoken seemed to pass between them and they returned thier attention back to the problem at hand.

The fs then wispered "You still can't have my army"
"Tpppphhhh"As Niven gave him a raspberry.

“I have one last witness to call your honor. I call Bashira Soliea, one of the refugees that the strike team rescued.” Tasha said.

A young woman walked into the room and sat down at the witness stand.

“Ma’am. Why did you ask to speak here today?” Tasha asked.

“This should not be happening,” she said quietly. “Those men,” she pointed at Chris and Jeff, “Saved us from brutal death, or rape, or both. They saved our children, our families, they believed in us when no one else did. They did what they did, with no help, knowing they were alone out there.”

"Your honors, I offer the following recon tape into evidence."

"Just what I said Admiral," Captain Steve Daras, first officer and current captain of the battle group, responded. "The weather's too rough! We can't get anything off of the deck!"

"Great..." Jeff muttered.

"Admiral," Daras said, "right now you're on your own. We don't have an evac plan for you worked up yet."

"Jeff, I don't know how much more these refugees can take. God knows how long they've been walking before they reached the embassy."

"I know Chris," Jeff said, "But we can't give up on them, and they can't give up on themselves. They have nothing to return to, as do we. There's no embassy now, no safety for us or them. Our only hope is to get clearance for the choppers and meet up someplace open and get the hell out of here."

"They gave up their chance for peace," Bashira said, tears streaking down her cheeks, "for us to live."

She collected herself for a moment, "Do you need a minute ma'am?" One of the judges asked. She shook her head and looked up at Jeff and Chris.

"We will never forget you," she said to Jeff and Chris. "We will always remember what you did for us."

James smiled as the refugee testified. This has to be making up a lot of ground that I lost he thought.

The FS turned to Katana "Where are those people now ? We have a refugee program that can offer them land, money, and equipment to get started with thier new lives. Say the word and we will begin assisting them."

Niven dabbed a tear from his eye and placed his hand on the glass I am so very proud of you son, very proud.

"Final statements?"

Colonel Panierre stood first.

"If it please the court, while many of us agree with the end result of the actions of Admiral Williams and Captain Markson. It goes without saying that they violated their orders. Without that order, there is nothing to keep a military together, there is only chaos.

"This is not the first time for the Admiral to disobey orders, to turn into a renegade, his history is full of disregard of people's orders, of doing as he wished. It is time for this court to punish him, to tell him that the ends do not justify the means."

She sat down. Tasha started to stand, Jeff put his hand on her shoulder shaking his head, then stood up and hobbled in front of the judges.

"Lady and gentlemen of the tribunal. Edmund Burke once wrote 'The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.' Before I am an ambassador, or a knight, or an admiral, I'm a human being, one who believes that to remain human means doing what is right."

He turned and looked at the families of the soldiers that died, "I wanted to tell the families, your sons, husbands and fathers didn't die for nothing. They died believing that these people had a right to go on living. That despite nationality, or orders, or tribal and religious boundaries, we all have a right not to live in fear of pain and death."

He turned back to the judges. "We did not desert our posts, we did not run from danger. We stood on a line, protecting those who could not from the face of evil, evil in its most pure form.

"I do not regret my actions, and those men who stayed behind and the marines from Iansisle who risked their lives to come in for us, they are heroes.

"If you feel it necessary to blame someone for disobeying orders. Then I must accept responsibility for our actions."

Jeff sat back down next to Chris and Tasha.

The judges nodded, "Court is in recess until we arrive at a decision."

Niven dabbed a tear from his eye and placed his hand on the glass I am so very proud of you son, very proud.

Jeff looked up at Niven as this thought hit him. He smiled sadly at him and waved through the bulletproof glass as he and Chris were led back to the holding cell.

Katana stood, "That is a wonderful offer Mister First Speaker, I will bring it up when I meet with them next. Now I should send for the Admiral's wife and King James' fiancee."

Niven leaned forward in his seat a thousand toughts racing through his head. Time tables for moving his private army into place, how long it would take to get Jeff and his family moved into his private estates in Celeborne, how much to spend on the reception when Jeff was freed,who he would shoot first when they said he was guilty and how thick was that glass infront of him. If they sentenced him to death, this courtroom would be a war zone in a matter of seconds, if they sentenced him to prison they would take him to Celeborne, if he was freed dinner was on Niven. So many disjointed thoughts.....

"I do not regret my actions, and those men who stayed behind and the marines from Iansisle who risked their lives to come in for us, they are heroes."

At that statement, the few marines present in the room, including the recently promoted Major Sir Howard Newman with his patched up leg, felt an instant blush of pride, and it was all they could do to refrain from applauding the Admiral.

(LOL, no pressure or anything ;))

Several Hours later
Katana was speaking with the group as Lt. Weber walked up to him with an envelope. "Sir, this is for you."

Katana opened it and read the letter inside. He looked, shocked. "If you will excuse me," he said quickly before walking back into the Ministry of Justice.

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A man walked into Chris and Jeff's cell. "Gentlemen, it is time," he said handing them their dress blacks.

Jeff and Chris nodded to each other, "we'll be out in a moment."

The two men changed into their dress uniforms and walked out into the hallway, where they were led back toward the tribunal room.

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Jeff and Chris, medals shining and capes flowing as they walked (or in Jeff's case hobbled) into the courtroom. They were escorted in front of the tribunal instead of back to their desk as the three judges walk in.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the head judge said, "This has been a very trying case for us, many emotions have been pulled to the front during the testimony. However, we have finally reached a decision."

(ooc: *Almost wets himself in anticipation*)

ic: "..oops," whispered James, looking down and hurridly crossing his legs.

The head judge looked at Jeff and Chris, not betraying any emotions on her face.

"On the charge of desertion, we find Captain Christopher Markson, not guilty.

"On the charge of dereliction of duty, we find Captain Christopher Markson, not guilty.

"On the charge of refusal to obey a Ministry Flag Officer's orders, we find Captain Christopher Markson, not guilty. Sargeant-at-Arms, please escort the Captain out."

Chris and Jeff knock fists quickly.

"See ya on the outside Jeff," Chris says before they lead him away.

( I can't wait)

Niven leans forward his hands on the glass.....

The Judge turns to Jeff.

"On the charge of desertion, we find Admiral Jeffrey Williams, not guilty."

Jeff smiled, he'd dodged the worst charge, the one worthy of a firing squad.

Takeo turned to Niven with relief, "Well that takes care of the firing squad."

"On the charge of dereliction of duty, we find Admiral Jeffrey Williams, not guilty."

Katherine squeezed Niven's hand.

"On the charge of Refusal to obey a Ministry Flag Officer's orders, we find Admiral Jeffrey Williams, guilty, with cause."

Jeff's head dropped slightly at that. The uproar started quickly.

Takeo turned to Niven, James and Katherine, "It's not that bad. Guilty with cause means they find he had cause to do what he did, but is still partly guilty."

"Order!! Order!! Sentence to be handed out now," the judge said as the Sargeant-at-Arms walked up to Jeff.

(Don't start shooting yet Cele ;))

James, after readjusting his tunic slightly, and all the Iansislean sailors and marines were part of the general uproar. A nagging voice in the back of James' head reminded him that Jeff had disobeyed orders; the front of his head reminded the back that an officer had they duty to refuse immoral orders.

"They should sentence him to have breakfast in bed every day, if they have a lick of sense." Niven protested.

(Don't start shooting yet Cele ;))

((Awwwww..I can't have any fun :wink: ))

"Admiral Williams, this tribunal finds you guilty of refusal to obey order, but we understand, and cheer the reasons you did it. Our cause came from you not at least trying to receive orders to do what you did, and your actions in the past, both for good and ill, were considered in our decision.

"We issue the following punishment for your actions:

"First, you are demoted one rank, from Rear Admiral to Captain First Class," she said.

The Sargeant-at-Arms took Jeff's lapel gently, "I'm sorry Admiral," he whispered as he ripped the Admiral's star from his lapel. Jeff's jaw clenched as he heard the star rip through the fabric.

"Second, you are to lose all command priviledges."

The Sargeant-at-Arms took a hold of Jeff's submariner's trident pin and ripped it off, then ripped off his Naval Assault Wings. He turned and walked away.

"Thirdly, you are sentenced to five years of hard labor at the Tertiron Reef Naval Prison, suspended and pardoned. This suspended sentence has already been pardoned by President Katana."

Jeff looked ahead, still watching the tribunal.

"And lastly, you are to serve those five years as a part of your new permanent station, a station we believe you to be exceptionally suited for. This assignment is permanent and irrevocable, except by Presidential Order..."

Jeff nods slowly, Get it over with he thought.

"... Captain Williams, you are ordered to report to the Larkinian Embassy in Iansisle, where you will live permanently, as Ambassador to Iansisle. This court is adjourned."

Niven jumps up and kisses Katana on the cheek "Good man, I am sorry I ever threatened to have you done in. You have restored my faith in Larkinian governement. If you will excuse me, and you to of course Mr. First Speaker." He then takes Katherines hand and heads down to the floor.

It took a moment for the good news to sink in to the Iansisleans. Richard was too busy fuming over the loss of rank and command privlidge - "The R.I.N. would be very lucky to have a few more flag officers of Jeff's caliber," he was heard to mutter, crossing his arms and looking bitter, "and they're fools just to discard him."

James, in the meantime, had returned from the lavatory just in time to hear the judgment and sentecing. He joined the general applause and cheering, and made to follow Dr. Niven down to the floor.

Katana chuckles, "Well it was the least I could push for with the tribunal," he said winking to the First Speaker.

Jeff turned and was led toward the main door, reaching it at the same time as Niven, James and Katherine.

Katherine flew into his arms, almost knocking him off balance. She kissed him over and over.

"No more getting assigned to war zones," he whispered to her before turning to look at Niven and James.

He glanced down at the tears in his uniform where the medals once hung, "I...er... sorry?"

James hung his head. "No, I'm the one who should be saying sorry, Jeff. If I had been just a little quicker-witted up there, I'm sure that you wouldn't have had to go through that humuliation. I'm so sorry I let you down." He dabbed at his eyes quickly with a hankerchief, before regaining his composure somewhat.

"You have nothing to appologize for, my son. If these rips are the honor that they have chosen to bestow upon you for your great acts of bravery , then by god , wear them with pride. Look into the faces of those around you today, and see the forces that you yet command. Look into the eyes that are filled with adoration and gratitude and see the rank that no man or government can take from you. Look to the people who take food and air today and look forward to tomorrow because of your actions and see awards and metals that no mear military can bestow upon a man. By the gods son, you are more than an Admiral or a captian you are a hero." His voice had steedly risen through out the entire speach untill at the end Niven was yelling and crying at the same time.

"No, you didn't do anything of the kind. I'm sure the prosecution had that all mapped out and was ready to call him to slam on me," Jeff said pulling his friend over and hugging him.

"I wouldn't have changed a thing. I'm glad you were up there."

"No, you didn't do anything of the kind. I'm sure the prosecution had that all mapped out and was ready to call him to slam on me," Jeff said pulling his friend over and hugging him.

James smiled and squeezed Jeff a bit back, before turning to listen to Dr. Niven's speech, clapping and cheering for the impassioned doctor.

Towards the back, Tri's voice could be heard floting in: "come on, you boys! Let's have a cheer for Sir Jeffrey! Hip Hip!"

"Huzzah!" answered the voice of every Iansislean sailor and marine who was invited to the party.

(and on that note, I think I'm off to bed. Lark, feel free to control my characters if they need to move anywhere, or bumble around with modern technology ;))

"You have nothing to appologize for, my son. If these rips are the honor that they have chosen to bestow upon you for your great acts of bravery , then by god , wear them with pride. Look into the faces of those around you today, and see the forces that you yet command. Look into the eyes that are filled with adoration and gratitude and see the rank that no man or government can take from you. Look to the people who take food and air today and look forward to tomorrow because of your actions and see awards and metals that no mear military can bestow upon a man. By the gods son, you are more than an Admiral or a captian you are a hero." His voice had steedly risen through out the entire speach untill at the end Niven was yelling and crying at the same time.

Jeff smiled and gave Niven a bear hug, "Damn, you know if I run for office, then I need to make sure you're writing my speeches. I know you're right," Jeff said looking around at the faces of the people who attended.

Chris walked up to Jeff, "Jeff?"

"Captain," Jeff saluted him.

"Captain Williams," Chris saluted back. "Dr. Niven's right. Don't let this get you down."

"We saved a lot of people," Jeff started before a voice behind Niven spoke up.

"Sir?" Ms. Soliea said, walking up tentatively. "I... we," she motioned to the other refugees standing in the courtroom, "wanted to thank you and Captain Markson for everything."

Jeff walked over to her, fighting back the mist welling in his eyes, "I'm sorry... that we couldn't get the rest."

"We know. Sir, we will always be grateful for what you did do for us," she said before a man carrying a child walked over from the refugee group and offered his hand to Jeff.

After shaking Jeff's hand he whispered, "Thank you" before leading her back to the group as they filtered out.

James smiled and squeezed Jeff a bit back, before turning to listen to Dr. Niven's speech, clapping and cheering for the impassioned doctor.

Towards the back, Tri's voice could be heard floting in: "come on, you boys! Let's have a cheer for Sir Jeffrey! Hip Hip!"

"Huzzah!" answered the voice of every Iansislean sailor and marine who was invited to the party.

(and on that note, I think I'm off to bed. Lark, feel free to control my characters if they need to move anywhere, or bumble around with modern technology ;))

(Cool, g'night dude!)

Jeff blushed at the sudden attention from the Iansislians, "Thank you everyone, your support has been... overwhelming. I'm not going to forget you all for this. For everything you've done for us."

Jeff turned back to Katherine, "You do realize we'll have to budget a little more now," he said, "we don't have those fat Admiral checks to live on anymore."

"No Captain Williams," Katana said walking to the group with the First Speaker and other dignitaries, "But you will have those fat Ambassador checks. And since I'm the only one who can recall you now, not the military, and not Parliament, I think you'll be in Iansisle a while."

Niven couldn't hold it back any longer, hugged Jeff closely and began to cry " I thought we had lost you again, boy." He regained his composure " Well I think we should have a celebration. Is there anywhere that can hold everyone here ? Soldiers and all, and it is on me." He walks over to the little girl and picks her up "And you dear, you and your family and everyone with you are comming as well."

Jeff smiled as he hugged Niven, "Not as long as I'm still breathing, you won't" he whispered.

"A.. Party? Well.. my apartment is small here and...."

"It's simple." Katana said. "We'll hold it at the Presidential Palace. That's all that needs to be said."

Niven breaks up laughing when Jeff mentions cutting back "Son, do you not realize that you are worth several billion dollars ? If you need anything contact my estate and tell them. Cash, cars, small islands, they are all at your disposal. Now if someone would just invite that lovely lawyer that defended you, I would like to be introduced to the future Mrs. Niven ." He says with more laughter.

"Yeah, I know I am, but still, I don't want to tap into too much of that. I've got sisters that'll beat me up," Jeff chuckles trying to run his hand through his hair again.

Katherine looked at Jeff's new look, "I liked you better before."

"Well, it'll grow back, I think" Jeff laughed.

"You know doctor, I can order Tasha to attend that party," Katana said with a wink.

(And I think we've reached the logical end to this thread. We can RP the party tomorrow if you want to. I know Tanah Burung was going to send someone here, and hasn't had the chance to post yet.)

"You know doctor, I can order Tasha to attend that party," Katana said with a wink.

"I think that would be a fine abuse of presidental power."

((Yes I agree. A most enjoyable thread. Well done once again.))

(Thanks! Now what to do in pt. 3... ;) Maybe I should write Johnson out of the story for now.. send him on 'vacation')

(You could always have him show up drunk and beligerent at the party)

(I just might do that. I'll sleep on it. And speaking of sleep, I'm off like a drunk cheerleaders' T-Shirt at a Frat party! g'night Cele!)

(LOL, g'night. )

Afterword

Larkinia Military Command

General Johnson had left the Ministry of Justice after the conference in the judges chambers. Katana, the little bastard, had stormed into the meeting with them to demand the charges be dropped. He'd never understood the military, why did Johnson expect anything different.

During the meeting, Katana had grilled him about Williams' orders, why he'd been sent to Tharkold in the first place. Johnson had told Katana to talk to Parliament. He'd figured that those chuckleheads would keep Katana guessing, for a while at least.

Damn, these were easy orders, why had Williams' disobeyed them. The staff would have been taken out of the country, the new king would have killed the 'rebels' and taken control of the country, and everything would have proceeded as normal.

Johnson punched up his terminal and quickly set aside airline tickets heading into Ziobia for a meeting. Besides, he needed some time away from Mil-Com...

"No Captain Williams," Katana said walking to the group with the First Speaker and other dignitaries, "But you will have those fat Ambassador checks. And since I'm the only one who can recall you now, not the military, and not Parliament, I think you'll be in Iansisle a while."

"And I know that'll be just fine and dandy with His Majesty's Government," grinned James, "Because if it isn't, His Majesty might just have to go and crack some skulls until it is!"

"No Captain Williams," Katana said walking to the group with the First Speaker and other dignitaries, "But you will have those fat Ambassador checks. And since I'm the only one who can recall you now, not the military, and not Parliament, I think you'll be in Iansisle a while."

"And I know that'll be just fine and dandy with His Majesty's Government," grinned James, "Because if it isn't, His Majesty might just have to go and crack some skulls until it is!"

"Exactly," Katana said, smiling at James, "You see, when Lt. Weber handed me the envelope with the court's decision in it, they had forgotten to include the pardoned sentence, and the permanent assignment. So I had to 'remind' them of this. Which is why I had to leave so abruptly, and I apologize for that. And now no one will be able to send the Ambassador elsewhere. And I hope that the Ambassador will be able to behave himself there.

"In other words, your majesty, he's all yours to deal with now," Katana winked.

"Believe me, Mr. President, if that's what your errand was, you're pardoned a thousand times over in my book," smiled James, standing back to let Kate and Jeff have their reunion.

"I'm not so sure the Ambassador will be able to 'behave' himself in the conventional meaning of the word, but Iansisle will always be glad to have him, regardless. And he'll be most welcome in the House of Callahan, naturally." The High King chuckled to himself. "You know, Mr. President, there are times I wonder just what's holding the Commonwealth together, with a thousand different interests tugging it in two thousand different directions. I think it may even be as simple as a hero."

He watched Kate and Jeff celebrating with a pleased sigh. "I think Iansisle's found one at last, for the first time since the days of my ancestors." He gestured up where the Iansislean military men were already fighting over which way would be best to paint Golden Agate red. "After all, if one man can bring marines and sailors together, there may yet be hope for the Combined Parliament."

"After all, if one man can bring marines and sailors together, there may yet be hope for the Combined Parliament."

"I've been meaning to speak with you, your majesty. There has been rumblings of the Ambassador taking an interest in the C.C.P. Now, according to Larkinian laws, the only way he could run would be if he renounced his citizenship, unless you could see your way to granting him dual... or in this case," he said glancing to Niven and the First Speaker, "Tri-Citizenship to Iansisle?

"Jeff may be a hero after all, but I'm afraid he'll quickly find that the world of politics is a different beast to tame than a battlefield."

"I've heard those same rumblings myself, Mr. President," winked James. "In fact, I believe a while back, our current Prime Minister asked him to run overtly.

"As for the citizenship issue, I'm sure we could find a way. After all, applying to be an Iansislean national is little more than filling out a couple forms at the aerodock and receiving your voucher...presuming that's fine with your government, as well?"

"Jeff may be a hero after all, but I'm afraid he'll quickly find that the world of politics is a different beast to tame than a battlefield."

James couldn't help but chuckle a little as he replied "In my experience, Mr. President, the only difference between the Combined Parliament and a battlefield is the fact that there's less bloodshed in a war." He wiped his eyes. "Seriously, though, a small time ago, Jeff did indeed address the Combined Parliament, and he managed to actually get both sides of an argument to agree with one another. He has a real gift for speaking, and I wouldn't be surprised to see him holding the Prime Ministership, with any party, within ten years.

"However, I'm not sure he's quite ready to make that radical a change yet. Jeff's just been through several very trying events, and he needs time to recuperate. Not that I expect him to pay any heed to common sense, naturally, but the next General Election hopefully won't be too soon."

"I've heard those same rumblings myself, Mr. President," winked James. "In fact, I believe a while back, our current Prime Minister asked him to run overtly.

"As for the citizenship issue, I'm sure we could find a way. After all, applying to be an Iansislean national is little more than filling out a couple forms at the aerodock and receiving your voucher...presuming that's fine with your government, as well?"

"Oh really? He did? I don't imagine he knew what he'd be in for," Katana grinned. "As for the voucher, I don't think anyone in our government would mind. Let me amend that, no one in our government will mind, and if they do, they'll find themselves up to their asses in paperwork to keep them occupied."

James couldn't help but chuckle a little as he replied "In my experience, Mr. President, the only difference between the Combined Parliament and a battlefield is the fact that there's less bloodshed in a war." He wiped his eyes. "Seriously, though, a small time ago, Jeff did indeed address the Combined Parliament, and he managed to actually get both sides of an argument to agree with one another. He has a real gift for speaking, and I wouldn't be surprised to see him holding the Prime Ministership, with any party, within ten years.

"However, I'm not sure he's quite ready to make that radical a change yet. Jeff's just been through several very trying events, and he needs time to recuperate. Not that I expect him to pay any heed to common sense, naturally, but the next General Election hopefully won't be too soon."

"So it will be a little easier on the Ambassador, that's good to hear," Takeo laughed.

"Prime Minister of Iansisle, eh? Hmmmm, that would be most interesting to see. Plus I wouldn't have to worry about him running against me for the next Presidential Election," Takeo winked at James.

"He has been through several hard events, and it would do him well to take time to relax, and enjoy being with his family. Common sense? I'm not sure he knows what that is."

"What what is?" Jeff asked as he and Katherine walked over.

"What what is?" Jeff asked as he and Katherine walked over.

"Rest and relaxation, your excellency; we're not sure you know what that is. In fact, I've just been deep in negotiation with your honorable president here to see if we can get a court mandated five years with no heavy lifting written into your sentence," grinned James.

"Rest and relaxation, your excellency; we're not sure you know what that is. In fact, I've just been deep in negotiation with your honorable president here to see if we can get a court mandated five years with no heavy lifting written into your sentence," grinned James.

Jeff chuckled as he quickly calculated the weight of the assault rifle he used for the next adventure he got embroiled in.

"OK, no lifting, but then how can I do this?" He asked then sweeping Katherine up from the ground and kissing her.

"Eeeeeeeeep!" Katherine gasped as he picked her up, then slapped his shoulder gently, "Jeff, put me down!" she teased.

"Rest and relaxation, that's what people do in between charging off to save the world, that's what it is," Katherine continued.

"That doesn't make sense... not doing anything?" Jeff grinned. "Well I have been thinking about what it would take to straighten up the C.C.P. and get them in line with you James, although I'm sure being found guilty in a court marshal might be a mark against me."

"Tut tut," clucked James, the dissapointed shaking of his head contrasting rather sharply with his broad smile as Jeff lifted Kate. "Jeff, I shall have the most interesting stories to tell your parole officer!"

"Now, Mr. Katana here has informed me that you'll be needing Iansislean citizenship to run of the C.C.P. It occurs to me that that would entitle you to ... certain other privlidges as well. And I'm sure the public wouldn't hold a little court martial against you if you were then elevated to an imperial peerage directly afterwards," he winked.

"Tut tut," clucked James, the dissapointed shaking of his head contrasting rather sharply with his broad smile as Jeff lifted Kate. "Jeff, I shall have the most interesting stories to tell your parole officer!"

"I have a parole officer?" he asked looking at Katana.

"Yes you do Ambassador," Katana said, motioning to Dr. Niven and James. "I'll be expecting weekly reports on you."

"Now, Mr. Katana here has informed me that you'll be needing Iansislean citizenship to run of the C.C.P. It occurs to me that that would entitle you to ... certain other privlidges as well. And I'm sure the public wouldn't hold a little court martial against you if you were then elevated to an imperial peerage directly afterwards," he winked.

"I need citizenship for imperial wha?" Jeff asked genuinly confused. "And what priviledges are you referring to?"

"A little court marshal never hurt anyone, much," Katherine winked to James.

"Yes you do Ambassador," Katana said, motioning to Dr. Niven and James. "I'll be expecting weekly reports on you."

"And my, but they will be interesting!" laughed James.

"I need citizenship for imperial wha?" Jeff asked genuinly confused. "And what priviledges are you referring to?"

"A little court marshal never hurt anyone, much," Katherine winked to James.

"A peerage, Jeff," smiled James. "It's actually astoundingly simple: you already have yourself a manor house. All I do is declare the ground it's on to be the 'Duchy of Williams' and you're right on your way!"

(oops...I'm gonna go grab some fud. Back in a bit!)

"And my, but they will be interesting!" laughed James.

"Oh, I'll bet they will be," Takeo said, "I'm looking forward to some exciting reading."

"No. You wouldn't.." Jeff said to James in shock, "You would wouldn't you!"

"A peerage, Jeff," smiled James. "It's actually astoundingly simple: you already have yourself a manor house. All I do is declare the ground it's on to be the 'Duchy of Williams' and you're right on your way!"

"So, what does that mean for us then" he said looking at Katherine.

Katherine looked at James, "On his way to what exactly?"

(Cool, catch ya in a bit! Watch out for those mad cows out there! ;) )

"Oh, I'll bet they will be," Takeo said, "I'm looking forward to some exciting reading."

"No. You wouldn't.." Jeff said to James in shock, "You would wouldn't you!"

James patted him on the shoulder. “I’m sure I could use some....creative license in certain reports, so long as you promise to be a good boy and not go dashing off to save the world at the drop of a hat,” he grinned.

"So, what does that mean for us then" he said looking at Katherine.

Katherine looked at James, "On his way to what exactly?"

(Cool, catch ya in a bit! Watch out for those mad cows out there! ;) )

"On his way to being His Grace the Duke of Williams," smiled James. "Granted, it would be the smallest Duchy on the Shield, but now you can feel free to offend all the noblemen you want, and it won't matter because you're one of them!"

(I know! They tried to grab me, but I was all like "no...I want the chicken, damn you!" ;))

James patted him on the shoulder. “I’m sure I could use some....creative license in certain reports, so long as you promise to be a good boy and not go dashing off to save the world at the drop of a hat,” he grinned.

"It's the creative license that I'm worried about," Jeff winked. "And how can I not go dashing off to save the world at the drop of a hat? Can I wait for the drop of two hats then?"

"On his way to being His Grace the Duke of Williams," smiled James. "Granted, it would be the smallest Duchy on the Shield, but now you can feel free to offend all the noblemen you want, and it won't matter because you're one of them!"

(I know! They tried to grab me, but I was all like "no...I want the chicken, damn you!" ;))

"A nobleman?" Jeff asked, stunned. "Now won't you get a lot of flack from the other nobles about that? I mean, they won't see me as an Iansislian, but an imposter."

"But after everything you've done, they won't dare think that," Katherine said.

"It would give me the chance to offend them at will, and let them know how outdated they are..." Jeff mused.

"A nobleman?" Jeff asked, stunned. "Now won't you get a lot of flack from the other nobles about that? I mean, they won't see me as an Iansislian, but an imposter."

"You a nobleman?" Chris asked Jeff with a grin, "Hell, I don't know how you can believe that, I can't even buy it."

"Three hats, no less!" insisted James, crossing his arms with a grin, "Or I may have to tell Mr. Katana here certain stories I heard from Father Tony!"

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"Bah, they wouldn't dare!" laughed James. "There are two things that count in Iansislean nobility: money, the support of the crown, and popularity with the masses. Right now, you've got all three!

"Not to mention that I should appreciate some help trying to drag those brutes out of the stone age. And there's no one better to do that with than a war hero." James snapped his fingers suddenly. "That reminds me! Now that you're to be an Iansislean citizen, you'll be eligible for Ian's Cross, First Class! Of course, I'll have to talk to Parliament and the Admiralty about that one, but I'm sure we could swing something," he winked.

"Three hats, no less!" insisted James, crossing his arms with a grin, "Or I may have to tell Mr. Katana here certain stories I heard from Father Tony!"

"I... oh no!"

"Hmmm, I may have to hear more of these," Katherine winked to James.

"Bah, they wouldn't dare!" laughed James. "There are two things that count in Iansislean nobility: money, the support of the crown, and popularity with the masses. Right now, you've got all three!

"Not to mention that I should appreciate some help trying to drag those brutes out of the stone age. And there's no one better to do that with than a war hero." James snapped his fingers suddenly. "That reminds me! Now that you're to be an Iansislean citizen, you'll be eligible for Ian's Cross, First Class! Of course, I'll have to talk to Parliament and the Admiralty about that one, but I'm sure we could swing something," he winked.

"When you put it that way, I guess I might be able to get them out of their torpor. Although I don't know about a war hero..."

"Jeff, accept it, you're a hero. Like it or not, you're a hero," Katherine told him.

"Yeah, come on Jeff," Chris said. "Look at what you did here."

Jeff shook his head at Chris, "Look at what we did here. I'm no more a hero than anyone else there." Chris and Katherine looked at him sternly. "Well, when you put it that way," he winked.

"Ian's Cross?" Jeff asked. "Well, what can I say to an honor like that, other than thank you James."

"I... oh no!"

"Hmmm, I may have to hear more of these," Katherine winked to James.

"Don't worry, Kate," winked James. "I'm sure Jeff would love to tell you them."

"Ian's Cross?" Jeff asked. "Well, what can I say to an honor like that, other than thank you James."

"Pah, it's the least I could do for my brother," insisted James, adding who I let down so badly inside his head. "And Captain Markson, I'm sure we could swing an Ian's Cross for you as well, though it can only be third class, unless you also want to apply for Iansislean citizenship."

"Don't worry, Kate," winked James. "I'm sure Jeff would love to tell you them."

"I'm sure he'd love to tell me as well," she said grinning at Jeff.

Jeff looked stunned, "I.. um... well... there was this time at a convent..."

"Whoa whoa!" Chris said, "let's not be hasty here."

"Pah, it's the least I could do for my brother," insisted James, adding who I let down so badly inside his head. "And Captain Markson, I'm sure we could swing an Ian's Cross for you as well, though it can only be third class, unless you also want to apply for Iansislean citizenship."

"Well, I'll consider the application," Chris said with a smile, "And I'd be humbled to receive this honor. After all, when you have such incompetent leadership," he joked, jerking a thumb towards Jeff, "Someone had to step up and lead the team," He concluded winking at Jeff.

"I'm sure he'd love to tell me as well," she said grinning at Jeff.

Jeff looked stunned, "I.. um... well... there was this time at a convent..."

"Whoa whoa!" Chris said, "let's not be hasty here."

"Aw, right before the best part!" winked James, patting Jeff on the shoulder. "I'm sure there'll be plenty of time for stories later."

"Well, I'll consider the application," Chris said with a smile, "And I'd be humbled to receive this honor. After all, when you have such incompetent leadership," he joked, jerking a thumb towards Jeff, "Someone had to step up and lead the team," He concluded winking at Jeff.

James laughed lightly. "And Iansisle recognizes the fine job you did at that, Captain Markson." He glanced about briefly. "In fact, if Sir Richard wasn't already out getting as drunk as an old sailor can in this town, I'm sure he'd love to pin his own on you." (Jeff, I believe, already holds the Third-class Cross...right?)

(oh, and any idea on when's Part III going to start? Or do we still have to party old skewl in this thread? ;))

(I think he does, and we'll get part 3 going shortly, I'm working on it now. It's going to be open invite, since it's the party at the Presidential Palace)

Markson chuckled, "Admiral Tri might want to watch out then, there are some slippery places in town. I believe you were in a few of them for a bachelor party. And speaking of bachelor parties, Jeff I believe King James needs one thrown..."

Jeff grinned and started looking for his PDA/Phone.