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Emperor Shadaum reveiwed his Palace with care, seeing to it that nothing was amis or would go wrong. BEside him paced six Emperor's Guard clones, their armored boots making a sharp snap with each step. Sighing to himself and wondering where his daughter was he walked to her rooms. Knocking gently he opened the door.

"Alira dear, are you in here?" He stepped through the door and glanced around. His daughters grand master four-poster bed showed signs of recent use, the thick silk curtains pulled aside. His daughters very large collection of shoes lying across the floor. And what he noticed most of all, the rope of bedsheets tied from the corner of the bed and flowing outside of the nearby open window.

"Damn that girl! Its all her mothers doing! I just know it!" Coming close to pulling out his hair he stepped back into the corridor. He motioned to one of his guards. "Order 1st Company to begin another search of the grounds and triple the ones on the walls and exits."

"Yes my Emperor." The clone put his arm to his head-set comm and began talking to the Guard's command center.

Deciding he would check with Alabar on the ships bringing their precious cargo to him he walked off to his command room, his guards snapping just behind.

Alira sat high in the limbs of one of the trees inside the palace grounds. Beneath her several clone troopers were moving in a skirmish formation. Obviously looking for her. She smiled evily, her father must be near to madness she thought. She listened and when she decided that the clones had moved on she slipped down from the tree. Looking around she could see the retreating forms of the Emperors Guard. She turned around and smacked straight into Dorn Filli. Dorn had been a retainer of her fathers for years. He was given the responsibility of watching after Alira, and he was most adept at finding her when she tried running away.

"Alira! By all the Gods child! Your father is terribly mad. You know the three princes will be here soon to live for a while. And you won't get out of marrying one by running away. Now enough said, your coming with me." The tall black beirded man took he gently by the arm and led her back to the palace, Alira cursing her luck, her father, and darn quietly beneath her breath.

James took his first step upon Thrashia, he was sweating already it was warm here, very warm, or maybe that was just because he was used to the cold of Aust. Temprate He reminded himself Not warm but a temprate climate That was what his files on this place had said.

To his east a tall building rose, he preumed that was there palace, it was almost as tall as Austs Imperial Palace, which had over 1200 floors.

He was wearing the treditional Austian fur roes, thick things designed for snow, not exacly approprate. He stepped back into the condition plane and got changed into more aprorate gear, jeans, shirt and jacket. Not exacly treditional and formal but Tredition can got to hell He had always thought his brother was to strict on the old ways. Honour and chivalry are good, but cermonial roes like he gets us to wear, and arming his privet guards only with sowrods, and not teaching me how to fire a gun, honestly

He waited tosee if anyone would come out to meet him.

Dorn Fili stood beside a small contigent of honor guards and welcomed the prince of Aust. "Prince James, it is an honor to meet you. I am Dorn Fili, private retainer to Emperor Shadaum and caretaker of Princess Alira. I was ordered to escort you to the palace where you will be recieved formaly by the Emperor and his daughter." Dorn looked carefully over the prince. He was tall, just about six foot, skinny but not gangly; eyes sharp; and seemed to be use to wearing regular clothing. He was satisfied for now. He looked down at his data slate. The other two princes were due to arrive within the next 4 hours.

"Thank you Dorn, I am eagerly awaiting for when I will get to meet the Emperor and his daughter." The prince smiled.

"If you will be kind enough to wait your highness, I will lead you to a comfort room until the arrival of the other two princes." Taking the prince by the shoulder he led him to a small building next to the air port. Inside was a large leather couch, a Telex 70' wide screen tv, a Talon X computer with wireless net connection.

"If you'll wait here. Thankyou. And welcome to Planet Thrashia." With that he closed the door behind the prince and walked out to await the next one.

Dorn Fili stood beside a small contigent of honor guards and welcomed the prince of Aust. "Prince James, it is an honor to meet you. I am Dorn Fili, private retainer to Emperor Shadaum and caretaker of Princess Alira. I was ordered to escort you to the palace where you will be recieved formaly by the Emperor and his daughter." Dorn looked carefully over the prince. He was tall, just about six foot, skinny but not gangly; eyes sharp; and seemed to be use to wearing regular clothing. He was satisfied for now. He looked down at his data slate. The other two princes were due to arrive within the next 4 hours.

"Thank you Dorn, I am eagerly awaiting for when I will get to meet the Emperor and his daughter." The prince smiled.

"If you will be kind enough to wait your highness, I will lead you to a comfort room until the arrival of the other two princes." Taking the prince by the shoulder he led him to a small building next to the air port. Inside was a large leather couch, a Telex 70' wide screen tv, a Talon X computer with wireless net connection.

"If you'll wait here. Thankyou. And welcome to Planet Thrashia." With that he closed the door behind the prince and walked out to await the next one.
James looked round the 'comfort room'. Impressive It was almost as well stocked as the Emporer's own rooms.

Turning to Dorn the Prince spoke quickly, "Thank you, that I await for when I can meet your Princess, util then I suppose I can wait. Is there any trouble with me sending a message home?"

"The net computer can supply you with a way of doing that your highness. If you'll escuse me." Dorn left the comfort room.

BUMP (Where's the others?)

OOC: Dont have a clue, I'll telegram them...

*Frederian IV's convoy arrives at last on Thrasian soil. It was way past the prime time of arrival for his convoy to be here and he knew it. Curse that damnable pilot... a well, it was a new course, and he would have gotten lost had he even dared to step foot outside of Turkimen, let alone his own planet, without a proper navigator. He brushed off his clothes, his rather stockly built form blending well with his vibrant youthful nature, and his childlike charm and innocence... as well as at times his childlike ignorance. He seems rather appealing at first glance, if a bit... bland looking. It was much cooler here for him then Turkimen, which was a desert for most of the year, with only a two month rainy season where it came close to a temperate climate during the day, and dropped to below freezing at night. Fortunately however, it wasn't TOO cold, for his clothes showed off his ignorance to other climates. Curse my wanderless nature, I'm not even terribly sure what customs are proper in this place... eh... play it smooth and caring at first I suppose, anything is accepted when it is in kindness, even a mistake. He was so busy thinking to himself that he had totally missed the fact that their were honor guards apparently already waiting for his arrival close by...*

Dorn stepped up to the young prince. "Welcome to Planet Thrashia Prince Frederian. If you will follow me I will lead you to a small waiting room until all of our guests arrive. The Prince James of Aust is already there." Leading him to the small building nearby he took the prince to the door.

Dorn opened the door. " If you'll wait in here your highness. I will be with you both shortly." Leaving the princes Dorn went back to his station and began judging what he had thus far seen of the Turkimen prince. He looked up into the bright blue Thrashian sky, wondering why he ever joined with Emperor Shadaum.

Bump.

*Frederian nods, and waits silently for anyone to speak out of politeness. He fiddled with a bauble in his pocket, and waited simply for anyone to speak there minds. He then notices this may not be the most polite thing, and nods to the other prince, seeming to look like a bot of a man without proper manners while in the company of another royal, weather it be from lack of experience or lack of caring is debateable. Frederian smiles*

Greetings to you, I suppose your the other prince?

Dorn began tapping his foot iratibley. 'Were is that damn third prince! He's making me late for the princess's lunch, which I need to prepare! Great gods I curse this job! I curse that Prince! I curse everything...no...control yourselve Dorn, relax.'

Shaking his head he walked over to the comunications station to contact the Emperor about the tardiness of the third prince, ad let him decide what course should be taken...

*Frederian nods, and waits silently for anyone to speak out of politeness. He fiddled with a bauble in his pocket, and waited simply for anyone to speak there minds. He then notices this may not be the most polite thing, and nods to the other prince, seeming to look like a bot of a man without proper manners while in the company of another royal, weather it be from lack of experience or lack of caring is debateable. Frederian smiles*

Greetings to you, I suppose your the other prince?
James nodded and stood, "I suppose I am, Prince James of Aust." He extended his hand and gave Frederian's hand a firm handshake, "I suppose your Prince Frederian of Turkimen, I guess where both here for the same reason."

*Frederian nods* "I suppose we are. Regardless, I take all my things with a bit of sport, so I wish you the best of luck my friend. I won't aid anything snide like "you'll need it" because I do believe I'd be lucky to get someone like this princess at my age." *Frederian chuckles* "Regardless, there is no harm in trying, and I do enjoy getting away from time to time, so I decided too. Well... I suppose we can start off a small conversation while we wait, hmm? Speak of why we came, where we come from that sort of thing?"

Emperor Shadaum listened to Dorn's report of the two princes and of how the prince from Forthon had yet to arrive. "Yes old friend, I understand your sentiments but I am the one who is making the decisions, you can now bring the two princes to the palace. I'm going to assume that Forthon has in the end decided not to come, I will send them messeges of regret and how my escort ships will be turning back." Dorn's face on the screen nodded and then it clicked off.

Walking out of his study he walked down to his rooms and put on his ceremonial dress, black wool pants and shirt with a silver silk vest-cape. Walking to his closet he pressed a side pannel and opened the small safe where he kept his crown. A silver circlet with one large clear diamond in its center. Putting it on he walked out and started toward his daughters rooms.

When he arrived he was satisfied to see some of his clone guards at attention outside her door. He walked to the door and knocked.

"Yes?"

"Alira, its me your father."

"Come in."

Shadaum opened the door and entered. His daughter was practising with her katana again. He noticed that she had made three life size figures in her room space, each was missing an arm or had large gashes in them, and he couldn't help but see three different photos on each's face area. Each photo being one of the three princes. He watched as she darted foreward and with a quick draw from her shealth beheaded on of the manicans. He noticed that the one she beheaded was the prince from Forthon. Appropiate he thought to himself.

"Come come, get ready, the princes will soon be here. You have five minutes."

"Five minutes! Why didn't you come get me an hour ago!?!" Alira ran to her closet and began digging through her clothes.

OOC: Forthons tied up with school work a the moment, he told me on another thread, say his arrivals late or somthing.

IC: Andrew smiled, it was everdent that this man didn't get out much. "Indeed, I'm here because I've reached the age of marrage, my cousain told me to, and my girlfreinds dumped me." At the last line he laughed, my cousains all into arranged marrages and stuff, he even got William, thats the heir to the throne, to marry someone from this nation."

"Though actually she's really nice, you know in a thoughtful and engetic sort of way."

*Frederian nods* "Well, besides the obvious need for an heir, I'm also looking forward to getting out of my damnable palace for a change... the place isn't much to my liking, too cramped and formal at all times. I can deal with formal occasions but the way it is around the palace is rather over the top. *Frederian sighs* "I suppose that is what you get when your the head of government more so then the head of state. My uncle, the leader of parliament, really has more power then me, so its appropriate that he is filling in my shoes while I'm gone." *Frederian chuckles* "Anywhom, I'm looking forward to this arrangement I must say. I never really was one with the ladies though, so I'm guessing you have a pretty good chance." *he smiles* "Turkimen is, however, known for its beautiful, yet rather uptight, ladies I must say." *he laughs* "Speaking of which, my apologies if I was supposed to know this, but where exactly do you come from?"

*Frederian nods* "Well, besides the obvious need for an heir, I'm also looking forward to getting out of my damnable palace for a change... the place isn't much to my liking, too cramped and formal at all times. I can deal with formal occasions but the way it is around the palace is rather over the top. *Frederian sighs* "I suppose that is what you get when your the head of government more so then the head of state. My uncle, the leader of parliament, really has more power then me, so its appropriate that he is filling in my shoes while I'm gone." *Frederian chuckles* "Anywhom, I'm looking forward to this arrangement I must say. I never really was one with the ladies though, so I'm guessing you have a pretty good chance." *he smiles* "Turkimen is, however, known for its beautiful, yet rather uptight, ladies I must say." *he laughs* "Speaking of which, my apologies if I was supposed to know this, but where exactly do you come from?"
"I'm from Aust, in Antartica, so it's a bit of a diffrent climate here. I guess I have to do a lot of the same sort of work as you. being 2nd in line for the throne means a lot of formal 'gatherings'.

Dorn kindly knocked on the door of the waiting room. "Your majesty's, I am sorry to say that our third guest, the Prince of Forthon, will not be joing us for some time. So if you will follow me I will lead you to the palace." Both of them nodded and followed Dorn from the room. Outside a long black hover lim sat with two military clone bikers in front and back.

Dorn opened the door and motioned them into it. After closing it he walked up and took his seat in the passengers side. The engine roared to life, and they started toward the palace.

Because the Emperor wanted to impress the princes Dorn had the driver go the long sceneic route. They passed by the Libarium Galacticum, over 1,000,000 books, and a net archive severel thousand millions worth of gigabytes. The building itself covering over 8,000 hectars of land, its marble walls looking impressive in the morning sunlight.

They also passed the Senate building which had a seating capabilities of over 10,000; for when the Emperor addressed all the members of Thrashian congress.

They passed several other notable buildings until they reached the curtain wall of the palace. The curtain wall was 60 feet high and 20 paces wide, made of white granite. The oaken gates yawned open as the lim approached, clone troopers standing at attention at all vantage points. Within the grounds (20 square miles) was a natural reserve of all of Thrashia's animals. There was also several gardens, statues of rulers, water fountains, and benches where one could sit. A long white gravel road followed from the gate to the palace itself. 20 levels high, and over 30,000 square feet. There were white marble steps leading up to the main entrance, clone guards standing at attention on each step and on either side of the door. And standing in the door way was a tall man in simple balck clothing but with a luxurious silken vest-cape, and a silver circlet around his head, a diamond set in its center. The man had an iron look in his eyes, their blue color partially faded by time. His silver hair shining in the morning sun.

And next to him was a young woman, 5'11" , blue eyes, black silk hair, and white skin. Body built athleticly, but otherwise very porportioned. She was wearing a cream color dress, a silver cross handing from her neck on a small silver chain.

Dorn stepped from the lim and then stepped over and opened the door for the princes. Each of them stepped up from the lim and slowly climbed the steps.

"Greetings! My greetings to you Prince William of Aust, and Prince Federian of Turkimen. I am Emperor Shadaum IV, your host for the next few years. I hope you had a pleasent journey? Of course you did. Now I would like you to meet my daughter, Princess Alira." Shadaum stepped aside so that the two princes could get a better view of Alira, and from what he judged by the look on their faces, they were clearly at a lack of words.

Following Thrashian tradition he greeted each as his son and hugged them then led them into a small dinning hall where a meal was prepared. He took his seat at the head of it, Alira at his right, and motioned to the two seats on his left.

Dorn kindly knocked on the door of the waiting room. "Your majesty's, I am sorry to say that our third guest, the Prince of Forthon, will not be joing us for some time. So if you will follow me I will lead you to the palace." Both of them nodded and followed Dorn from the room. Outside a long black hover lim sat with two military clone bikers in front and back.

Dorn opened the door and motioned them into it. After closing it he walked up and took his seat in the passengers side. The engine roared to life, and they started toward the palace.

Because the Emperor wanted to impress the princes Dorn had the driver go the long sceneic route. They passed by the Libarium Galacticum, over 1,000,000 books, and a net archive severel thousand millions worth of gigabytes. The building itself covering over 8,000 hectars of land, its marble walls looking impressive in the morning sunlight.

They also passed the Senate building which had a seating capabilities of over 10,000; for when the Emperor addressed all the members of Thrashian congress.

They passed several other notable buildings until they reached the curtain wall of the palace. The curtain wall was 60 feet high and 20 paces wide, made of white granite. The oaken gates yawned open as the lim approached, clone troopers standing at attention at all vantage points. Within the grounds (20 square miles) was a natural reserve of all of Thrashia's animals. There was also several gardens, statues of rulers, water fountains, and benches where one could sit. A long white gravel road followed from the gate to the palace itself. 20 levels high, and over 30,000 square feet. There were white marble steps leading up to the main entrance, clone guards standing at attention on each step and on either side of the door. And standing in the door way was a tall man in simple balck clothing but with a luxurious silken vest-cape, and a silver circlet around his head, a diamond set in its center. The man had an iron look in his eyes, their blue color partially faded by time. His silver hair shining in the morning sun.

And next to him was a young woman, 5'11" , blue eyes, black silk hair, and white skin. Body built athleticly, but otherwise very porportioned. She was wearing a cream color dress, a silver cross handing from her neck on a small silver chain.

Dorn stepped from the lim and then stepped over and opened the door for the princes. Each of them stepped up from the lim and slowly climbed the steps.

"Greetings! My greetings to you Prince William of Aust, and Prince Federian of Turkimen. I am Emperor Shadaum IV, your host for the next few years. I hope you had a pleasent journey? Of course you did. Now I would like you to meet my daughter, Princess Alira." Shadaum stepped aside so that the two princes could get a better view of Alira, and from what he judged by the look on their faces, they were clearly at a lack of words.

Following Thrashian tradition he greeted each as his son and hugged them then led them into a small dinning hall where a meal was prepared. He took his seat at the head of it, Alira at his right, and motioned to the two seats on his left.
James had to admit it was....impressive. The gardens alone where huge, as big as Austs Imperial gardens, and some of the buildings where....impressive as well.

He smiled as they where led into the dining room, being careful to to seem over eagar to eat he made sure that he sat closet to the Emporer and Alira was sat.

Did he make the first move. He didn't dare, he hadn't realised that she was so pritty, he knew that he was handsome, or at least some people said he was, but he wasnt confident of sucess, he decided to let her speak to him first.

Her father started some small conversation while they all ate. Alira quietly occupied herself with nibbling at the beef steak and staring at the tables flowers. She wanted to get back to her training. Jason, her instructor, would be by now already doing his own exercises. Waiting after ten minutes she quietly excused herself. Quickly she ran to her room and changed into her hukama, then grabbed her katana on the way out.

She entered the white walled dojo area. Jason (http://www.jonfoo.co.uk/jon%20foo%20strike.jpg) was already going through his warm up moves. He looked up as she entered. "Your late."

"Sorry, I know, but my father made me."

"Excuses excuses, no more. Now, begin."

She ran through her warm up and then began working on the battojutsu move.

james watched as she left [i]shit, I've fluffed it[/b] He thought and then carried on listening to the emporers long winded story about how william and his daughter had met. He finished with part where William had shown off his skill at martial arts and had impressed the Emporer.

As they driffted to the subject of martial arts the Emporer mantioned that his daughter had gone to practace battojutsu. starting with suprise james looked up from his day dreams.

"isn't that one of the Austian martial arts? I didn't know you did it here. Interesting, is your daughter any good at it?"

*Frederian seems rather out of place. Turkimen doesn't have ANY gardens at all, imperial or otherwise, so as he sat at the table, he silently cursed himself for not studying up more on Thrashian culture. The hugs the Emperor had given him had been quite a shock, fortuneatly he had played along nicely and slipped out of a slippery situation. But now he was in a rut. He was a practiced marksmen, being able to fire one of his families revolvers dead on at nearly and also learned how to disarm an opponent twice his size, but these were all back in his teens while he was training to be next in line. He had barely trained with a sword. In fact when he did, he nearly chopped his own arm off. So while they were talking martial arts, he could do nothing but eat his steak. He nearly tried complimenting the emperor on its taste, but reminded himself that unlike at his palace, where he normally made his own meals (except when he had his housemaid make her specialty pot pie) here it was probably a chef. Unsure, he decides to stay quiet, and simply pay attention, hoping that the subject will change in his favor*

"But enough of the arts of war. Tell me my young friends, of yourselves." Shadaum leaned back in his chair, and listened as the two young princes started talking, he studied them, judging them on what he so far knew.


Alira walked out of the dojo, sweating profusly. Dorn stood nearby, holding a towl. She walked up to him and snatched the towel, and wiped down her face and neck. She smiled and handed back the towel to Dorn. "How are you today Dorn?"

"Fine your highness."

"Answer me truthfully Dorn."

"Horrible your highness."

"Thats what I thought, do you not like our guests?"

"No your highness, only what they are here for."

"Tut tut old man, who ever said I would marry one of them?"

"B-but your father-"

"What my father wants and what I want are two very different things, I'll be in the pool, cleaning off." She smiled evily as she noticed is astounded look on his face when she turned. She walked down the hall, pressed panel and waited a few seconds, a door opened to reveal an elevator. She stepped inside it. A small screen was set in the wall, a holographic head appeared.

"What floor please."

"Top floor." The door shut and then the elevator vibrated as it lift up. After about 20 seconds it stopped. The doors opened to reveal a pool, an olympic size pool, with a matching jacuzzi. She walked to a small area which was hidden by large silk curtains. Walking behind one she stripped off her hakama and slipped into a close cut two piece. Walking out she stood infront of a mirror and looked at her figure. Long smooth legs, slight arms, black silken hair that stretched to the middle of her back, and bright green eyes. She had high cheek bones, elegant like her mothers. She smiled her winning smile then ran to the pool and dived in. She reveled in the coolness around her and swam several laps then slowly entered the jacuzzi. Laying back in one of the slopes she went into a light snooze.

James smiled at the question, he'd been expecting it. "I hate it when someone asks me that sort of thing, after all to me my life seems pritty boring, or pritty normal at least."

"I'm a master at Kaltha (Austian swordfighting) and have recently started doing marksmanship under my cousains tutrition, I've progressed to the highest level at battojutsu, and I am at Rainbow belt of Ti-Chanto, wchich is an Austian martial art."

"In my studies at the Princes acadermy I'm expected to make it to level 9 this year in Austian History, World History, Stratagy, Austian, English and science and to Level 8 at my other subjects."

"If you want to know a bit about my life...my parents where killed when I was 8 in a terrorist attack, my cousain has has brought me up since then. I had a girlfreind until recently, she left me because she couldn't stand having the palace guards cheak her for arms every time we met."

"can't blame her really..."

bump

"Interesting, well there are other fish in the sea, so to speak. What of yourself, Prince Federian?" Shadaum turned to the other young man who had remained silent during their conversation on martial arts.

*snapping back to reality after a overly long spacing out session, Frederian finally decides to answer*

"Hmm? Oh yes, I'm sorry.... about myself... well lets see... I graduated valevictorian from one of the finer Turkimen Universities in marksmenship, political science, and language. I come from a long line of important figures in Turkimen, although me make it a tradition to not marry within the family. A lot of great royal lines have fallen that way... no offense if you find this practice reasonable yourself Emperor, or yourself Prince of Aust, but then I would just say that we would agree to disagree. I find myself to be humble, albeit just saying that can prove me otherwise." *he gives off a grin* "Either way however, I myself am also not terribly interesting, for I haven't been ruler for a terribly long time, and I haven't really done much outside of ruling for the time that I have." *he slowly quiets down, simply giving off a passive look about the room, simply waiting his appraisal it seems.*

"Interesting, ruling is an important occupation indeed. Even if but for a short time. Now I will allow Dorn to escort you to your rooms, I am afraid that I have matters of state to attend to." Shadaum stood and nodded to each of them then left the room.

Dorn stepped foreward and motioned out towards the door. "If you will follow me your majesty's I will show you to your rooms."

Dorn led them out of the dining hall and through several galleries, sitting rooms, halls, and corridors until they entered a large igh walled hallway. At its end were three door ways, one to each side and one at the very end. He stepped to the one on the right. "Prince Federian, this is your room, you will find your luggage already inside. Beside this door is a small round blue button, if you ever need something simply press it." He left Federian in his room.

"Prince James, this is your room." He led the young prince to the room on the left side. "This is the west wing of the palace on the ground level, three floors above you is the princess herself." Dorn explained the blue button then left them to their rooms. Each room had a king-size bed with satin sheets, goose feathered pillows from Persia, carpets from Arabia, and a spacious walk-in closet.

Dorn walked to the elevator and was about to step i when he relised he had forgotten something. He walked back to each of their rooms. "Oh and your highness if you wish to use the palace pool, simply take the elevator to the top level. Emperor Shadaum will not be needing you until 9 tonight so you can relax there if you wish."

James looked around his room, Impressive he murmered, like most things here it was all he could find to say about it. It was like a hotel room really a bit impersonal, but he could change that.

Jumping onto the king sized bed he found it soft a comftable, and the satain seats where nice, in Aust he had furs and double douvays, here they had thin sheets, he supposed that showed how diffrent things where here.

Unpacking his things, he put his clothes in the wardrobe, realising that he wouldn't really need most of them, I'm going to have to get some more it looked like his favorate hoody would be out as well.

Picking up his Weights and long Kaltha he placed them in the wardrobe and then taking his rugby ball he went to have a look at this Pool. He thought it was strange them having a pool for relaxing in, the two types of Pool he knew was the game and a method of rugby training. He had always found playing Pool difficult and using the 'Pool' methord of training even harder.

He changed into some training stuff, pads, mitts, and Austian Tigers T-Shirt, rugby Shorts and long rugby socks, and then putting his Addidas Flanker boots uner one arm he made his way to the elevator and made it go to the top floor.

Coming out he saw a large pool of water in front of him and a little silk part to the side. Puzzled by this he looked to see if there was any grass and there wasn't, Why would they have so much water here? he thought, he could swim of course, well, a bit anyway, but in Aust the river's and any peice of outdoor water was frozen, and so onbody practaced it, especcially not for fun.

Spotting a corner, he went round it, expecting to see at least one playing feild, yet there was just a smaller basen of warm bubbling water and in that water...

...was Alira, she was realaxing there and wearing a very fetching two peice... James swore, under his breath, suddenly the room seemed a lot hotter, becking off round the corner he stumbled and swore again. The girl opened her eyes and began to turn...

Alira didn't know wether to laugh or scream at the sight of the Prince of Aust. He was wearing some sort of athletics gear, and he seemed very out of place in such a place as the pool. She watched as he stood up from his stumble and flattend any creases in his shirt.

"I...hm...thought....I thought this was an athletic floor." He stood there just staring at her. Alira suddenly remembered what she was wearing then slid beneath the bubbles of the hot bath and set her arms and head on the side of the pool, blocking any veiw of her body. She noticed as she did thi that the prince started staring at the ceiling. She giggled.

'Well I think you will find it hard to swim with all that on. Over there behind all those curtains are some swim suits, mens as well, that you can change into."

He have nodded and shuffled over behind the curtains. Funny character that one, she thought. Maybe I'll have a little fun with him.

She smiled evily.

Alira didn't know wether to laugh or scream at the sight of the Prince of Aust. He was wearing some sort of athletics gear, and he seemed very out of place in such a place as the pool. She watched as he stood up from his stumble and flattend any creases in his shirt.

"I...hm...thought....I thought this was an athletic floor." He stood there just staring at her. Alira suddenly remembered what she was wearing then slid beneath the bubbles of the hot bath and set her arms and head on the side of the pool, blocking any veiw of her body. She noticed as she did thi that the prince started staring at the ceiling. She giggled.

'Well I think you will find it hard to swim with all that on. Over there behind all those curtains are some swim suits, mens as well, that you can change into."

He have nodded and shuffled over behind the curtains. Funny character that one, she thought. Maybe I'll have a little fun with him.

She smiled evily.
God, James thought Embaressed once again. He entered the curtains and saw a row of swimming shorts on a rack, picking a pair of knee length Quicksilver ones he slid into them, and took of his shirt, exposing his muceled body underkneath. Looking down he cursed himelf, Why do i have to be so short it wasn't that he hated being short, by Austian standeds he was tall at 6 foot, but his indian ancestry made him short.

He groaned and stepped out, he girl giggled as he climber into the shallow end of the pool, now all he to do was stop himself from getting out of his depth, and hopefully she would learn he couldn't swim.

The water was warm but he felt awkward and uneasy in it, as he expermented with his feet leaving the bottom and nearly drowned, Alira, meanwhile, dived in easly and quickly swam to the other end of the pool, "Are you coming?" She yelled at him.

Looking at the vast expance of ater ahead of him, James swore again, Hell, I don't mind being under a 20 man ruck, or even to have Craig Westcarr charging at me, I can cope with them. But, why this Undsteadly he began to tiptoe down the pool and once the bottom fell away he began floundering, Alira shreaked with laughter, and he realised that he'd have to confess to her.

"erm....I can't swim, it isn't the sort of thing we do in Aust. Seems a bit pointless really."

"Tut, tut, tut. That is no excuse. I'm guessing the largest body of water you've seen was the bath tub? Such a shame. Swimming is so relaxing for me." She went underwater and did a handstand then came back up. "You will just have to learn. I'm sure Dorn could arrange to help tur you into an olympic swimmer." She giggled again at the prince. He was funny, in a...embarressed way. She swam over to him.

"So what do you know about swimming?"

"Not much of anything, just that its better to have my feet on the ground." He swallowed.

"Well we shall have to remedy that won't we? Now fill your lungs and lay on your back." The prince did as instructed but floundered and went under again. He came up coughing.

"I don't think I was meant to swim."

"Well thats a pity, I'll just have to make it up to you."

"What do you-"

"Hush, close your eyes." SHe had slowly back the prince up against the side of the pool. He did as instructed. Then silently giggling she dunked him and then jumped out of the pool and behind the silk curtains. Getting her stuff she flipped the switch near the rear where a second elevator was and returned to her room. She could here the prince resurfaces just as the door closed.

James swore again and climbed out of the pool, getting chanfged again he went back to his room and changed into some more clothes, then he went exploring again, after all, they must have a gym or a rugby pitch, Somwhere in this palace.

Dorn stood in the main hallway admiring one of the art works when he noticed Prince William wondering around the area. He sighed and walked over to the young prince. "Can I help you your majesty?"

"Yes, I was looking for a gym or a place where I could play rugby..."

"Please, follow me. We ourself don't play rugby but the palace does have an excellent gym." He led him to the elevator and they rose to the floor below the top floor. They went right and past three doors and took the fourth on on the left. Inside was a range of exercise machines, a very punching bags, a space for martial arts practising, a few bamboo swords with kendo armour, and tap on the far wall, with several metal cups sitting next to it.

"I ope this will sufice?"

"Yes thankyou."

"Your welcome, to work the tap on the far wall there is a small comm which you speak into. Simply state what you wish to drink and hold a cup to the nozzel and the drink will come out. Now if you will excuse me I must go and attend to the princess." With a small bow Dorn left.

James immidetly went to the punchbag and began hitting it with fury, he did 20 second spells, then 3 mnuates on the running machine, then 20 more seconds. After that he took one of the sponge ball's and began doing sit ups on them to improve his core stabiltity.

Before long of this the sweat was poutring off him, and his mucales ached, but he just took off his shirt and carried on, sit ups, punch bag, running machine, over and over again. He didn't know how many times he'd done these motions, and he didn't need too, they where some of the best exacises for streaching all your body and he had done them since he was 12.

He took a drink of lucazade and went back to work, this time on the weights machine, then, finally, he stopped and stood at he wall of the room shaking from the effort, he looked at the clock and realised he'd done 40 minuates, a long sesion when he was using such quick machines.

Throwing his shirt over his shoulder he began the one walk back to his room, he need a shower.

bump

Shadaum listened to his reports and went about finishing the last of his State business. He left the files for his aide to take care of and walked out of his study and towards his daughters room. He came to the door and nocked gentley. "Alira, are you there?"

"Yes Dad." Shadaum entered the room and noticed that the evidence of her sword practise was gone. Alira sat on her bed, her legs crossed, reading a book.

Shadaum went to her window and opened the stained glassed windows. Outside the sun was shining brightly and the there was a gentle breeze. The scent of red roses carried from the gardens. He closed his eyes and drank deeply from the smell and felt refreshend. He turned back to his daughter.

"So, what do you think of them?"

Alira smiled slightly. "Interesting characters you brought. Didn't my cousin marry a prince of Aust?"

"Yes she did, and she sends her love to us. She is currently living back on Earth where I once had Thrashia positioned. She says to watch out for James, because she says all men of Aust can be very slippery." Alira smiled at this.

"I think I might be more slippery though."

"Very well, I can tell your not going to tell me your true feelings for a while so I will leave you for now, but you should know that your friend Ania sent a messege from her father that she would like to see you again sometime soon. Shes coming to the capitol in a few days. And I have already given my consent for you two to have "a day on the town" so to speak together."

Alira's face brightened and she jumped up from her bed and gave her father a bear hug. "OHHH Thankyou! Thankyou! Thankyou!" She sqealed again and ran to her closet. Shadaum shook his head and left.

Bump

The young princes soon became use to the palace within the next few days. They each developed their own habits. Alira would tease them and sexually entice them but always left them hanging out to dry. Which she found she enjoyed very much.


Dorn stepped up to Prince James's room door and knocked. "Your highness?"

"Yes? Come in." Dorn entered the room. Prince James was exercising with one of his wooden swords in the center of his room, killing imaginary enemies. "Can I help you Dorn?"

"Not personally, anyway I have a messege to deliver from the princess to you. Alira and her best friend are going to be shopping in the city tommorow, and she asked if you would like to join them?"

Prince James looked thoughtful for a moment. "Has Prince Federian been invited too?"

"Yes, I already delivered his messege."

"Yea, sure I come."

"She'll be overjoyed. I will come tommorow to collect you around 10:00 am." With that Dorn left.

James knew that it was probably a joke from Alira again, but he knew that he may as well go with them, it would seem inpolite not too. After he slept he woke up early and went down to the wights room again, he had been working out a lot while he was here.

Once h e'd got back up he showared, changed and then waited for Dorn to arrive.

Of course, Dorn arrived exacly on time and took him downstairs to where a limo was waiting, inside was Federian, Alira and some other girl he didn't know so well. He climbed in and introduced himself.

Alira sat next to Ania on one side of the lim, Federian sat on the oposite side and was accross from Ania. James got in and sat next to Federian accross from Alira. Alira looked at Ania and they exchanged small smiles.

"Hello James! How are you?"

"Fine today Alira, you?"

"Good, and I want to introduce you to my best friend Ania." She motioned to her left. Ania was the same height as Alira, her skin was a silky brown color, her hair was a deep black which shined in the sunlight, and her deep green eyes spoke of forbidden exotic treasures.

"Hi, I'm Ania Latevo, Alira's best of best friends." She shook James's hand and held it for a moment. She smiled at him. Alira noticed James swallow and start staring at the ceiling. She smiled at himas well.

"Anyway lets be going, no time to waste. Driver! You can start now."

The lim drove out into the city.

Silantly James cursed himself, at times like this he hated himself. He was shy, there was no other word for it, at least shy of girls, he always thought that if you could get a girl one to one you'd be fine, but together, they where daunting.

Smiling he listened to the small atlk going on between the girls, noticeing Federian was curiously silent as well, and he ws sweating, well, thought James, I can't look any worse than that.

He despratly waited for the ride to be over, and he hoped that they wouldn't ask him anything.

*Frederian just so happened to also be rather shy. Not on purpose, he was the ruler of his country, and thus stagefright was something that he had long sense overcome. It was the fact that he was in a strange country with another prince he had just come to know, with two girls that he wanted to know more about. Frederian sighed, and noticed he was sweating. He wasn't sure why, it definiteatly wasn't as hot as it got sometimes at home in the limo, but it definiteatly felt very warm in here. He decided that he'd try and alleviate the ackward silence from the princes in the back, and at the first sign of a let up in the Princess's conversation he decided to butt in, being cautious as to there current conversation however, for Alira had been notorious for making a fool out of him even as he was simply reading for most of this trip*

"So, Alira... I haven't had much of the chance to talk to you directly like this, in fact normally you seem to be trying to make me play the fool a lot more then I am trying to get to know you..." *Frederian smirks at that* "... not that I mind, but I'd like to know more about you if your willing to sate my curiousity."

Alira did a small smile. "Why prince Federianm, what ever do you mean 'make a fool of you', I can't remember ever doing anything like that. As for knowing me better...you'll have to wait because here we are." The lim pulled up next to a building that took up the entire city block and was 30 stories high. The sign over the doors said: 'White City Mall'. The girls stepped out and almost seemed to glide into the building, the two princes not far behind.

The shopping mall was huge, it was bigger than any of that type in Aust and the James found it wuite berwildering at first. TTrying to interprate the map was impossable, and so he decided to try random floors, starting with floor one until he found a floor with shops he wanted, clothes, sports, skateboards and games, that is.

*Frederian can simply blink as he sees the immensity of the plays. Looking for a map or directory, having a place in mind, he goes out on a hunt for the ammunition and gun store, hoping that maybe his marksmanship can impress Alira or her father... both of which were fairly important pieces... the king and queen so to speak... in this chess game they were playing. Just if he knew where The Prince of Aust fit into the game... no matter, he'd find something he could shoot, and maybe a gift for the lass, for funs sake if nothing else, and then he'd be out of here. Piece of cake... he hoped.*

The girls walked into the Electronics section of the mall and dragged James out of it. As they walked James noticed about ten mall attendants following, thier arms filled with boxes and shopping bags. They took him to the young womens summer section.

They sat him down in a chair, which just happened to give its occupant a perfect view of the changing room hallway. They sat him down in it. Ania motioned for the attendants to relax and take a break. Alira came up to him holding a large bag of what looked like multi-colored clothes. "Ok James, since your the only other male around here at the moment our age, your gonna have to be the judge."

"Judge of what?"

Ania turned to him. "Why our swim suites of course!" The girls smiled and went down two doors then took doors oposite of each other. Within a few minutes they had stepped out again.

Alira was wearing a two piece bikini, neon red with black trim, her athletic build and Gods good endowment showed tremendously. Ania was wearing a one piece, sky blue, but it had a hole from beneath her breasts to her belt line; one could notice her tan was full body. "Well? What do you think?"

"I...uhmm...*cough*..thinyulookgoo...I mean, I think you two look good." James nodded along with his statement. They smiled at him and went back inside to change again.

30 minutes later, and 23 swimsuites, James was a mumbling sweating young man who had taken to twiddling his thumbs fast and staring at the ceiling.

why me James thought, then he had an idea about how to get his revenge, "I think that you should do me a favor now."

The girls looked uncertain, but reluctantly followed him, he led them into a JJb Sports he smiled, speaking quickly to the store manager he arranged for the girls to be late entrents into womens rugby competion that would be held in the next few minuates, as a show to try to get more people involved in the sport.

He handed them kits, and boots and led them into the changing rooms, "Get changed and then follow the signs," He said smiling, "I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Before they could ask what he was talking about he had exited the room and then, smiling he locked it.

The he made his way to pitchside, saw that they had watered the pitch well, and waited.

He didn't have to wait long, the teams came out, and he gave a little wave to the girls, who where looking a mite uncertain. Then he laughted as the kickoff was launched high right towards Alira, she caught the ball and was immidetly plowed over by the oppersition winger.

This would be funny.

*Frederian found what he was looking for apparently, this mall seemed to have everything in it. HE walked out with a generic Semi-Automatic uzi, and of course whatever legislature was necessary to own one he would file as soon as able. He was, after all, the Kings guest, and thus wasn't exactly expecting any bad press or the sort from the tad bit illegal transaction. He pocketed it quickly, unloaded and safety on, so as to not look suspicious, and wandered around the place. Sure enough, he happened to run into the Prince from Aust after a bit of wandering.* "Greetings again.. eh.. is that Alira down there?" He looked on with a bit of horror, yet a bit of bemusement on his face as he watched, unable to top break the gaze on both of the girls as he thought at how in a way this was payback for all the things Alira had done to him as well.*

After the Emergency Regiment of clone troopers had stunned everyone near the princess. They put all the frozen bodies in a row and locked down the area. The Colonel in charge of the regiment went and helped Alira to her feet, then lent a hand to Ania.

"Your Highness, are you ok? Do I need to call in an medic?" Alira looked like she would have a deep bruse on her arm and was sucking in air deeply from having the wind nocked out of her. Ania looked about the same. Alira stared up at James. If looks could kill...

"No, thankyou, Colonel. If you could just escort us back to the palace."

"Yes your Highness." The regiment formed up and a small part of it surrounded the princess and Ania. They marched out of the arena, heading to the black lim waiting outside.

Two men in black suits and sun glasses stepped up to Prince James. "Prince James, you are directed to follow us." His tone suggested no arguement. Two other men also found Federian. The two princes were led out behind the large mall were another black lim was waiting. One of the men opened the back door for the two princes.

James smiled at the other Prince, "looks like they didn't like my little joke, hell, but there was no need to go otherboard and bring in the heavys."

The two princes were on the elevator, flanked by two men in black suits and sun glasses. They dropped 54 floors. On the 55th it stopped, and the door opened. The room that it open to was large, some hundred meters by hundred meters. All around was sensory array equipment, net banks, computer consols, and in the center a large round Holographic display, showing a large version of the Planet Thrashia. Hundreds of small dots were hovering, moving, and sitting around it. Standing with his back to him was a man in a dark black crisp uniform, golden stripes on his shoulders, and a golden tassel shoulder to shoulder over his back. The man was 5 ft 11 inch, and had dark hair with grays strands showing slightly. He turned.

"Well my young friends. Quite a joke you pulled on Princess Alira this afternoon." A smile twitched at his mouth. "You will be happy to know that because her higness chose not to accuse you of indirect assault, that you are not in trouble. I had you brought here mearly to stress that Emperor Shadaum has...a great love for his daughter...and he would not be too happy if she was hurt. Oh an I must be forgetting myself, introductions. I know who you are but you do not know me. I am Grand Admiral Alabar, Commander in Chief of the Fleets of Thrashia."

The two princes were on the elevator, flanked by two men in black suits and sun glasses. They dropped 54 floors. On the 55th it stopped, and the door opened. The room that it open to was large, some hundred meters by hundred meters. All around was sensory array equipment, net banks, computer consols, and in the center a large round Holographic display, showing a large version of the Planet Thrashia. Hundreds of small dots were hovering, moving, and sitting around it. Standing with his back to him was a man in a dark black crisp uniform, golden stripes on his shoulders, and a golden tassel shoulder to shoulder over his back. The man was 5 ft 11 inch, and had dark hair with grays strands showing slightly. He turned.

"Well my young friends. Quite a joke you pulled on Princess Alira this afternoon." A smile twitched at his mouth. "You will be happy to know that because her higness chose not to accuse you of indirect assault, that you are not in trouble. I had you brought here mearly to stress that Emperor Shadaum has...a great love for his daughter...and he would not be too happy if she was hurt. Oh an I must be forgetting myself, introductions. I know who you are but you do not know me. I am Grand Admiral Alabar, Commander in Chief of the Fleets of Thrashia."
James smiled, "She wouldn't be hurt anyhow, not seriously. Nice to meet you by the way Admiral Alabar."

*Frederian being a bit of a good boy was rather confused at all the shenanigans, and wasn't entirely sure as to why he too had been taken. A misunderstanding he was sure, but he was glad he wasn't in trouble. This was going to be hell though at home if T.U.B.A ever got wind of this... a well, it was entertaining, to see for once Alira squirm instead of himself. Either way though, he would have to apologize in some way... buy her a gift mayhaps, but that was for later. He nodded at the Grand Admiral*

"Quite a show of expertise your men showed back their in their of Princess Alira back their sire. If that was... indeed, your men of course."
*Frederian let off a small smile, the rattling of the semi-auto uzi in his bag noticeable as he silently curses his buying habits. He was going to be searched if he heard that... and possibly expelled from this contest... and more then likely jailed or some such. Geh...*

"Well, its all over now however. I will see to it you are both escorted back to the palace. Just be mindful next time of how you get back at her Highness." Alabar returned to looking back at the hologram. The two black clothed men took the princes back to the waiting lim, and back to the Palace.

OOC:Whats the Princess thinking?

OOC: I'm about to get to that...in a while...i got a load of krap at work right now....so...wait a bit plz.

Bump

Bump

*Frederian looked about, slightly confused at the whole situation, but shrugs. He had just gotten into trouble for possibly the first true time in his adult life, and he didn't really like it. Glad they hadn't heard the rattling of his shopping, he walked out with whatever guards and whatever words were given in farewells and escorts.*

OOC: Sorry guys but I'm gonna yhave to put this rp on hold for like...a week if thats ok. Thanx.

OOC: Sorry guys but I'm gonna yhave to put this rp on hold for like...a week if thats ok. Thanx.
Ok.

OOC: How bout I just let you guys choose a number between 1 and 100 and decide who gets to marry Alira? :)

OOC: How bout I just let you guys choose a number between 1 and 100 and decide who gets to marry Alira? :)
Why can't we keep RPing?

OOC: I'll rp Alira's response in a bit...just give me a few days. Life sucks is all i got to say.

OOC: I'll rp Alira's response in a bit...just give me a few days. Life sucks is all i got to say.
OOC: I feel sorry for ya.

Alira didn't know what she would do to the Prince of Aust, but she'd get him back. She sat back in her seat and looked out the window as they passed out of the city, the last of the skyscrapers passing, and into the country in between the Palace and the city. She looked over at Ania.

"So what are you thinking," asked Alira? Ania semi-jumped.

"Oh, I dunno really, just tired. Besides him being a jerk, James is pretty cute. Federian isn't too bad either..." Alira's eyes went big.

'What! How can you say that?!?"

"Well we did torture him with our swimsuit thing...so were even?"

"Nope, this war has just begun." Alira went back to looking out the window.



Emperor Shadaum re-watched the camera feed from Alabar's headquaters. "This is all the feed Admiral?"

"Yes sir, I simple decided to have a chat with them, in hopes of improving their behavoir and to deter them from future actions."

"Thankyou, I'll have a small word with them over dinner." Alabar saluted.

"Sir."

James knew Alira would try to get him back, he was prepared for it, he had already cheaked just about verything he could. He got changed and went down for dinner.

*Frederian was relieved that he had escaped, narrowly, the marked status that James had gotten himself through getting back at Alira. He still wasn't sure why precisely he had done it, but he knew that either the emperor's, or Alira's, or both of theirs retribution would be swift and final. He loaded up his Uzi, leaving the safety on he simply put it in his drawer for now as he went out and about for a stroll... otherwise known as "trying to find the dining room." He finally managed to find the right passageway and came down for dinner...*

Shadaum wore his usual simple black and silver robes for dinner. Ania and Alira were both wearing tight jeans and t-shirts and were smiling and talking as the two princes entered together. Shadaum stood.

"Ah my dear guests, good you made it on time. Please it." The two places left were accross from the two girls. James being the foremost sat in the seat closest to the Emperor and accross from Alira. Federian sat down accross from Ania.

"Good now, time for dinner." Shaduam clapped his hands and several servants entered bearing trays of food. They set down a tray infront of the Emperor, beef steak with garnish and fresh bread; In front of the girls, salads with chicken strips; and in front of the two boys a small menu.

"Please choose." The Emperor smiled at them and began to cut into his steak. Federian chose a hamburger with fries while James chose to have a beef steak as well.

After several moments of eating the Emperor put down his fork and knife and took up his glass of red wine. "Now my young friends, give me the details of your day out shopping with my daughter and her dear friend." He had a small knwoing smile on his face as he took a drink and looked at them. The girls stopped drinking their Avian water and looked up at the boys.

James had been expecting this and so took a relaxed pose, "We did the usual, shopped, got a few nice clothes. I don't know about Frederian but I got some really nice Quicksilver stuff and some Hawk jeans. I helped the grils try on some swim suits and showed them a bit about Rugby."

*Frederian decided to play it safe with a simple meal of a hamburger. Taking his first bite, he realized he had gotten much more then a normal hamburger. Decadent and exorbantly garnished and spiced, it was quite delishous. However, as the emperor spoke he swallowed quickly. Hearing James he simply flashed his best smile and shrugged submissively*

"Well... I was out and about searching for something to practice my gunplay with... that and bought a few new clothes just so I can fit in... as best as a Prince can. Apparently James had a run in with the girls in rugby like he said... although I'm sure you know all about at least that much."

*Frederian kept smiling as he said this, knowing that telling the truth when caught, and shifting the blame on James might compensate a bit for his complete lack of interest for getting both of them out of such a situation. Frederian then idly looke over at Alira and Ania, nodding politely as if apoligizing and then continued eating*

Bump for Thrash

Shadaum nodded. "Sounds like you had an enjoyable day. Perhaps better ones will come. Now if you four wil excuse me, I have State business to attend to. I've told Dorn that you four may wish to do something this evening and to be at call." With a nod Shadaum stood up from his seat and left the dining hall.

Alira stared daggars at Federian and James. Federian shifted and started eating again. James cringed/smiled and started looking at his plate.

"Well, what are we going to do for the rest of the day," asked Ania. The others looked up at her. She blushed slightly, " Well...its just a suggestion."

Shadaum nodded. "Sounds like you had an enjoyable day. Perhaps better ones will come. Now if you four wil excuse me, I have State business to attend to. I've told Dorn that you four may wish to do something this evening and to be at call." With a nod Shadaum stood up from his seat and left the dining hall.

Alira stared daggars at Federian and James. Federian shifted and started eating again. James cringed/smiled and started looking at his plate.

"Well, what are we going to do for the rest of the day," asked Ania. The others looked up at her. She blushed slightly, " Well...its just a suggestion."
"I guess you two arn't up for more rugby," James joked, "I dunno, what do you want to do."

*Frederian smiled simply, finishing off the last of his french fries, staring at his half eaten burger before speaking* If I may interject... we could go out and test our shooting skills... *shrugs* I'm not entirely sure if its acceptable for girls to be doing such... but saying that I've heard of the great skill Alira has with a blade, I'm sure that your father will find it acceptable, if you three wish too of course."

*Frederian simply nodded as he finished, surveying the room for a movement, or a look, anything that could hint that his flattery, not truly unfounded on fact, for Alira was working, or if she found him disgusting still, or even more so for trying. He did all this while he chomped down again on his hearty burger*

Alira thought about it. "Why don't we go watch a movie? Then later we can do the shooting thingy Federian." Ania leaned foreward and brightened. "Yea! Lets do that!"

They looked at the boys.

James nodded, he liked going to see the flicks, "Sure, whats on."

*Frederian blushed slightly, wondering if he'd just come off as too much of a... sophistacite.... or too much of a wacko... for them, but he tried to salvage the conversation. He chuckled lightly*

"how bout we compromise and just see an action movie, hmm?"
*winking slightly, he finished off the last of his burger and simply sat there, looking around with a vague smile on his face*

"We'll just have to ask what Dorn can put on for us." Alira stood up and went to a small stand where a bell sat. She picked it up and rang three times. The main doors opened and Dorn stepped in. "Yes your Highness?"

"We would like to see a movie, can you give us a list of what we have?"

"Yes ma'am, let me see....ah I remember." He took out a small sort of palm pilot and began reading off a list.

"Death to Sunny, Skies the Limit, Virgo, Dante's Dream...those are the horror/action films right now....comedy, comedy, comedy..ah, Finding Silverman, Yo Dead Yet?, The Maffia Mothers....and for romance....First Time Counts Twice, Teaching Love First Hand, and Romio and Juliet in New York. Those are what we have tonight." He looked up at Alira. She nodded and turned back to the others.

"So? What are we going to watch?"

Ania giggled. "I want to see a romance." She turned to both the guys and smiled and then faced back to Alira.

'Please dear God, why did I invite Ania today,' thought Alira as she gave a angry face to her friend. One of the boys began speaking.

*Frederian was slightly abashed at Ania's carefree nature, and found himself coming to like both of them just as equally. He would have to alleviate that somehow, but so far it seemed like Ania was his favorite. Carefree, flirtzy, beautiful and calm. But he still of course was after Alira first and foremost*

"Well, if your friend wishes to see a romance, I personally don't see a problem with that. Unless either of the other two have objections? I personally wouldn't mind seeing Romeo and Juliet in New York, but again I'm not really picky when it comes to watching movies with beautiful ladies."

*Frederian smiled, wondering if that was a bit too far to push that, and simply awaited an answer.*

Both girls slightly blushed. They always enjoyed compliments from guys. Alira looked at James. "Well what do you think James, Romance or Comedy?"

James smiled, "I could do with a laugh, and to be honest I'd prefer a comedy film, but I'm fine with romance, your the one in charge here, and as Frederian says, what could be better than watching a film with two butifal girls."

*Frederian smiled to himself now. He'd definitely beaten James off the track that time in this friendly rivalry, complimenting them. He'd have to remember to do that often, but not too often, so as to quell the waters and hopefully after many months, even make a raft called love on either one of them. Regardless, he looked around*

"Shall we excuse ourselves then and head on the wherever were watching this movie of ours? I'm rather anxious to see these with you all."

*again he smiled. If anything though this told him one important thing, and that was that Ania was a romantic, and Alira was more of comedian or a spunky action first style teenager. Knowing this, he could taarget them individually. This way, if he lost in the challenge for Alira, he would come for the reason his country wanted. A bride, and a queen, in Ania.

OOC: You scheming bas*ard, j/k

How old is Frederian anywhoo?

OOC: lmao, Turkimen is doing what I'd be doing :D were I in his shoes. Always a step ahead of the possiblity of rejection. And dont be too quick to judge the girls personalities, you'd be very surprised, after all this thing is gonna last for a hypothetical 2-3 years.

OOC: Well, I'm trying to Accurately portray a guy whose loyal to his country, and has been a politician for like... his entire life. So yeah, he's kinda wantin' a hunny, and isn't picky on weather its Alira or Ania, and will scheme to get one of the two for himself. Now, back to IC people, enough saying how good my scheming is, your making me blush :P

IC:
*Frederian got up slowly, sure to note any of the girls possibly looks of distaste or any of the guards giving him curious looks. After all he didn't read up much on the culture here, for all he knew he could technically be insulting someone with a mere flick of the wrist, so he had to be careful. He looked off in the direction of Dorn*

"Sire, mind escorting all of us to the cinema here? I believe we're all set to see the movie, and if I'm not mistaken I believe we decided to see Romeo and Juliet in New York."

*Frederian smiled, bowing his head a tad then looking up at Dorn*

OOC: Well I'm trying to keep my caracter to a rugby obsessed teenager who's just been sent by his cousain to wooh some girl he dosn't know.

Bump

IC:

Dorn raised an eyebrow at Federian. Alira sniggered and looked up at Dorn. "Dorn, could you escort the boys to the theatre? Ania and I need to go and freshen up a little. We'll be along shortly. Oh, and I believe that we'll be watching R&J in NewYork." Dorn nodded to Alira and waved his arm to the door and slightly bowed to the two boys. The two nodded to the girls and left with Dorn trailing them.

Ania shook her head and looked at Alira. "Well sweety, which have you hooked?"

Alira stuck her tongue out at her. "Funny Ania, but I think Federian has a thing for you." Ania colored slightly in her cheeks. Alira took Ania's hand. "Come on, we've got to go 'freshen up' before Dorn starts the movie." The two left for Alira's bedroom.


Dorn took the two to the back area of the Palace, leading them through corridors they hadn't been to yet. They came to the end of a long hall, its walls covered by tapestries depicting past wars, emperors, and people. At the end was a large red door. Dorn stepped up to this and spoke loud and clear. "Emperor's Own." A beep sounded and a small metal stand popped from the floor to stop at Dorns waste. A small pad was on its top. Dorn pressed his hand down on it. It turned green and then slid back into the floor. The red doors opened. Inside was a snack stand with two palace servants behind it. Past the stand was a black door with a small screen above it scrolling the words 'Romeo and Juliet in NY' accross it.

"Your majestys can choose from among the snack food if you wish." Dorn motioned to the stand.

Once again James was impressed by the efficantcys of this place, they had only 3 or 4 minuates to prepare yet evrything was perfect, it was though they where listening to every conversation that he'd had.

He put aside that discomfoting thought and went over to the snack stand, taking a strawberry cornetto and relxed into his seat waiting for the girls to turn up and the move to start.

*frederian settled down wherever he could, not really feeling terribly hungry after his dinner. He simply waited for the girls to freshen up, giving off a friendly smile to his friendly competition*

"So how well do you think we're doing so far, eh? I mean... it still doesn't look like the odds are good that Alira wants to leave with either of us..."

*He shrugged*

"Unless you're seeing it differently."

"I think that shes slowly beginning to like us," JAmes replied, "but we'd better shut up, mate, there here."

*nods slowly, turning, and standing up politely giving a short bow as the two girls enter the room. He gives off a light smile*

"It seems that the roses of the evening have arrived just in time for the romantic movies to begin, hmm?"

*now beaming he turned over to the panel that Dorn indicated when he mentioned foods*

"are any of you still hungry for something?"

OOC: How old is frederian?

OOC: Early twenties. He has been a politician sense he was pretty young though, think early teenage years.

The girls came in and looked over the guys. They seemed at ease, and even James had some snack food in hand. Ania took Alira's hand and the two grabbed two large cokes and some popcorn to share.

Together the four enterd the black door next to the food stand. Inside was a sinking audiance chamber, with the bottom going for about five feet before reaching the wall which was covered in a large screen.

The girls chose two seats at the middle way up and middle seats. They sat down next to each other and began sipping on their drinks.

James sat just behind the girls, and watched as the film began. It was quite good, he hadn't seen it before, and he found it interesting to watch, he made a mental note to review this as his expressive arts coursework peice.

OOC: Aust buddy...just a little advice, incase this sort thing happens to you in real life (unless you have a girlfriend or are married I dunno), but when two girls, one that your suppose to court, sit down to a movie, you sit next to them. You dont sit behind! How the hell do you think James is ever going to get close to Alira!!! Good Lord!! (Smacks head in frustration)

Sorry...just had to get that out of my system. Turkimen, hows the movie with Federian.

*Frederian sat on Ania's side strangely enough, more then once trying to put his arm around her shoulder, only to fidget and give in to his fear. Finally he just did it, not leaning on her shoulder, simply holding her gently in the more touching scenes. He kept close enough to make his notions known, and he held her if she ever cried or just wanted a hug. It's odd that the man, who seemed to also enjoy the film by the way, who came for one girl is apparently coming out with a totally different one altogether.

Frederian was starting to like Ania. He wasn't sure if Alira was his type really. Bit too hotty, and a bit too independent. He didn't mind girls being independent, he just didn't really want HIS girl to be too independent. For he wasn't, and he needed someone to be dependent with. All in all this reveals much of Frederians character, and also gives James a clear shot on Alira, for if she had any feelings for him at all they've probably been dashed right about now.*


OOC: okay okay, so maybe I wasn't scheming as much. But eventually it had to come to a head like this, right? Right?

OOC: Thrash, I'm trying to play a guy whos not too confident with girls, okay, he's just got out of The Austian School for young Prince, whhich is boys only and so he won't be used to girls.

Oh, and I have a girlfreind in real life.

OOC: Sorry about my poor IC: posts of late, I've been under a lot of stress what with a GCSE on Friday, a cup final tomorrow, training, the settle quarry race on wednesday, football, revision, a concert on monday, school exams, school itself, Cricket matches today and tuseday work, and quite a few other things such as my Gf and mates.

Anyway, I havn't been able to get on Ns much and I havn't had a lot of sleep, so my posts have been poor, here's a better one. Ignore the previous one.

Sorry I've been a bit nasty to you as well Thrash

IC: James watched as Ania and Frederian cuddle up together as the film played, and he knew that he should do something, but what, he had a feeling Ania wouldn't accept being cuddled as much as Ania, she was too fiery. And he was sure that she wouldn't be upset by the film.

He had to try though, if he was ever going to do anything at all with her he had to try. He reached one arm over her shoulder, trying to make it seem natural.

OOC: No problem Aust, just had to voice my opinions. I know what you mean being busy and tired about. My Gf is in Italy for a week and I have no way of talking to her, talk about major pains. And oh oh oh, Federians gonna get it, :) (Evil Smile).

IC:

Alira had to count to 10 to keep herself from grabbing Federians arm and breaking it. While it was nice to be noticed and admired by a guy, at least hecould have asked. Ania was the one who likes things fast, she though to herself. They were half-way through the movie. It was a romantic comedy with some of Alira's favourite Thrashian actors, but the movie was lossing its touch slightly because Alira kept smelling some foreign colonge on Federian. She took a long sip from her coke, then stood up excusing herself, saying she needed to go to the bathroom.

She went left and over Ania. As she got to the door she saw Ania half-stand and take her place. She shrugged and went to the bathroom.

Alira walked in and washed her face. Then dried her face on a towel a servant handed her. She walked back into the movie and noticed James sitting there behind Ania and Federian.

She smiled evily to herself and walked to his row and sat down next to him. He hadn't noticed her, as he was in a slight trance. She smiled and laid her hand on his which was resting on the arm of the chair. She smiled as he jumped and looked at her.

"What are you scared of?" she wispered. He swallowed a piece of the candy he was eating.

"You," he wispered back. They continued to watch the movie, but James didn't move his hand awa from the chair arm, and neither did Alira.

OOC: I know it was hell when my GF went to Spain for two weeks. Especially when my mum found out about the reverse charge calls....

IC: James smiled at Alira touch, she felt smooth and nice with a faint girlish scent about her. He held her hand as the film went on, though he wasn't really concentrating on the film, but on her.

The film was ending in the classic way with the heros kissing before they killed themselves and he looked into her eyes and said simply "Shall we?"

Alira half smiled and kissed James on the cheek. "You'll have to earn that one mister." She stood up and went out of the row then dragged Ania away from Federian. They left with the guys walking slowly behind.

The four seperated as the girls went to Alira's room and the boys were left to do as they wished until the morning.

James felt estatic, he'd done it, finally, he'd been kissed! He felt elteric as though he was on fire, but after the inital rush of blood he calmed down, he needed somthing to get the adrenlin out of his sytem.

He turned to Federian, "So your keen an Ania, are you?" he asked, "Because I think she likes you too."

*he smiles, as Ania hadn't smacked/punched/and or harmed him in any way thus far, he had to agree as he nodded.*

"I have to say, you keep beautiful company Alira." *he smiled gently, and then looked down at Ania who didn't seem to mind his rather pungent, but not necessarily bad smelling, cologne. Ania smiled back simply for now, seeming quite enthralled with Frederian, but also watching, as a friend watches a friend, Alira and James. Frederian also watched, curious as to how this entire situation fell under the challenge, which was to woo specifically Alira. Well, his own challenge would be a success regardless, Ania or Alira, he had a girl, perhaps a wife it the chips fell right. Well, a bit late now to back off, lest I be left with nothing, and I do truly mean it when I say...*

"So to answer you, yes, I'm keen for her." *chuckles slightly, looking down at her, looking for a response of some type, but also keeps an eye on the other pair...*

OOC: *Cough* Umm...(clears throat)...Turk...you should relise the the movie is over already...you and James are standing alone...Ania and Alira already left because the movie is over...so you might want to change that last post.

OOC: Noted and fixed.

Ooc: *bumpity bumpity bumpity?*

*Echo's bump*

Two weeks had passed since since Ania had left, several days after the two couples had gone to see the movie. Ania had continued to test each of the two boys as she worked out which she liked more or not. At the same time she kept herself busy with her studies, and her teacher Mattren was working her harder than ever with her Iaido and Kendo lessons.

She lay on her bed, legs dangling over the side as she stared up at the cieling. She was thinking of what her father had told her yesterday.

Tomorrow was a Thrashian holiday. Founding Day. The day Planet Thrashia was created by her fathers Titan Project. She wished she could have her own planet but her father had destroyed the machine after the planets creation.

She was disparing at deciding what to where as she would have to appear at her fathers side for the parade down Kalidan's Road, the main highway through Thrashia's capitol.

She roled over on her stomach and pushed her face into the covers of her bed. "I wonder what those two idiots are doing right now," she mumbled into the sheet.

At that point James was in the gym, working out again. He hadn't done much latly, what with trying to learn how to swim and meeting up with the girls, but he was still doing more than he had used to do.

HE left the gym and made his way upwards, towards the bedrooms, he decided to call on the others, to see if they wanted to see a film or do something.

*Frederian was reading up on the culture and structure of Thrashian society, sitting in his comfortable bed, only a pair of boxers on, not really seeing the need to be terribly decent in a locked room. He sighed, and a similar question shot through his own mind I wonder what Ania is doing at this moment... *

James knocked on Alira door, "Alira, are you in there?"

Alira jumped up from her bed. She looked around and checked her room. James nocked again on her door.

"Alira are you in there?"

She looked at her room again. It was a mess. Clothes, in particular some of her thongs, everywhere, her computer desk looked like a tornado hit it. And She was dressed in a light almost see-through dress.

"Ummm-wait just a minute!" she yelled at the door.

"Okay," james called back and sat down to wait for her.

Alira opened the door to let James in. She was now wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt, and she hoped that a James walked in, that he didn't look to closely at the closet door which at this point was barely able to hold back the monstrous amounts of clothes and junk she had crammed into it.

She sat on her bed and looked at James. "So, whats up?"

James looked at the bulging closet and realised wht she'd been doing while he'd been waiting, "I was wondering if you wanted to go anywhere, swimming or somthing."

*not knowing of any of this, Frederian decided to dogear his book, and head out for something to do. Wandering aimlessly, he passed by Alira's room idly, noticing that James was in there with a smile and a shrug. Well, looks like they're up to something... might as well see if I can't go and join them. He walks over, standing at the door rather politely, not wanting to interrupt.*

"Well anyway I was wondering um if-" She looked past James. "Oh Federian. Come in."

Federian jumped slightly and then walked in. "Thought I might join you."

"Sure. Anyway, would either of you um..like to go to the Gardens?"

They both looked at her. "Gardens?" they asked at the same time.

James mind worked fast, "Palace Gardens? I didn't know you had any."

Alira smiled at James. "Silly, you just haven't had the grand tour yet. Follow me you two," she said with a smile. She led the two boys off to the rear of the palace.

OOC: Just testing, but is this thread still living? If it is I'll be happy to start posting again now that Turkimen has been revived.

OOC: where did you go?

OOC: around, just got out of nationstates for awhile. now I'm back, and wondering saying not much happened in my absence, if we can continue or if everyone got sick of this rp or some such.

OOC: well, regardless, I'm going to post ICly, and if anyone wants to respond they shall.

ICly:
*Frederian follows simply, not really saying much as he walks casually about, looking at all the furniture, the massive halls and rooms throughout the suites of the castle, and finally reached the rear of the palace with the rest of them.

This is going to be an interesting encounter. All alone in the rear of a gigantic palace. What could she possibly be truly up too? Frederian thought about further torture for James escapades at the Mall, but those times were long gone by now he hoped, and they had been sense seen quite close. Regardless, he knew she was not going to the square rear of the palace to show a tour, so what possibly could she be up to? Frederians avid mind thought, but could think of nothing. Only time would tell.

OOC: waits for thrash?

OOC: I thought you guys bailed out of the boat there for a while. lol

IC: 'This should be interesting," Alira thought to herself. She led the two outside into what was a 10 acre by 20 acrea garden maze. Two Imperial Guard troopers stood at attention on either side of the entrance. They saluted as Alira walked by with Federian and James.

Turning right she led them down several pathways until they came to a small courtyard. In tis center was a waterfountain where birds were swimming.

"Nice place," said James. Alira nodded. "How 'bout we play a game you two?"

They both looked up at her. "A game?" they asked at the same time.

"Yes, a game. First one to catch me gets a surprise!" With that she ran through one of the exits, turned left, and was out of sight.

Shit! How the hell do i catc her here? James thought, [i]I need hight, so i cna see over these hedges. he ran up to one and jumped, his hand being scratched by the twigs and branches, ignoring the paina dn keeping hold he began to climb, taking his time, it was several minuates before he had reached the top. Plesently the hedgetop took his weight.

he could see for a long way from here and saw Alira black hair running. Jumping from hedgetop to hedgetop he outpaced her by cutting corners. Pritty soon he had caught up. He jumped down in front of ehr. "So? whats the suprise?"

She jumped foreward and neatly landed with both feet right in the center of James's chest nocking him to the earth. Alira stood on him, looking down.

"I said you had to catch me first." With that she jumped off James and ran into the maze section of thistle walls.

*Frederian had no liking for hide and seek as a child, but one thing he both loathed, and now thanked his lucky stars for, is that he ALWAYS was forced to play the seeker with his high class friends, which, remarkably, had quite similar gardens in there own homes and palaces. He knew that one place he could always find someone was in any mazes. The thought being that they'd get lost as the hider would just rush through the brush. He ran forward, hearing the heavy footsteps of James close by as he grinned. The first of many competitions for a ladies heart pretty much already taken... He thought to himself. Ah well...

As he reached the thistle walls he blinked at how high and thick they were. Damn, she's going to have an insane advantage here... trying to get through the maze would be time consuming,and the brush is too thick for just barreling through. I got to find a way around... At that, he turned, and ran for an alternate route...

james sprung to his feet unwinded, years of rugby meaning that he was used to ebing knocked down. He was quite suprised by ehr power and watched as she disappeared round a corner. he couldn't scale the hedge again and his ahdns where already bloody from his last attempt.

She'd gone left then right but James keapt sight on her closing down on her all the time. He finally got in range and leapt, grabbing her legs in a rugby tackle and bringing her down. They landed heavly but he was mindful of keeping hold of her legs so she didn't run off again.

Alira went down hard. "Ouch! That Hurt!" she yelled at James. Then when she looked at him still holding her legs she realised she was wearing a skirt.

"EEEEEEEEEK! PERVERT!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. James was so shocked let go of her. She quickly took advantage and gave him a hard knee to the groin which sent him strait to the ground again.

"Sorry James. She bent down and kissed him on the forehead then got back up and ran as quickly into the nearest entrance and disapeared.

It took her a while until she finally got to her favourite hiding spot. 'Not even the guards ever found me here she thought to herself. She always liked how she had this 'home' like house made of thistle. It was set in the wall so it was nearly impossible to spot unless you already new where it was. And even then the entrance was near invisible.

She felt a bit bad about what she did to James, but it had been an inate reaction to him holding her legs and her wearing a skirt. 'O well, I'll make it up to him,' she said aloud.

Alira went down hard. "Ouch! That Hurt!" she yelled at James. Then when she looked at him still holding her legs she realised she was wearing a skirt.

"EEEEEEEEEK! PERVERT!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. James was so shocked let go of her. She quickly took advantage and gave him a hard knee to the groin which sent him strait to the ground again.

"Sorry James. She bent down and kissed him on the forehead then got back up and ran as quickly into the nearest entrance and disapeared.

It took her a while until she finally got to her favourite hiding spot. 'Not even the guards ever found me here she thought to herself. She always liked how she had this 'home' like house made of thistle. It was set in the wall so it was nearly impossible to spot unless you already new where it was. And even then the entrance was near invisible.

She felt a bit bad about what she did to James, but it had been an inate reaction to him holding her legs and her wearing a skirt. 'O well, I'll make it up to him,' she said aloud.

James felt bad about what he had done, he knew he shouldn't have done it, but the excitment of the chase and...years of training had driven it into him. In rugby if the player was getting away then you do a diving tackle and hold on to stop them from keeping going. He'd been trained to do that, yet how...

It wasn't a rugby match, she had never done anything like that before and he knew what it must look like. He hadn't meant to cause offence but... He wandered sadly away through the maze-not realising he was lost until it was to late.

It was several hours later when both boys walked up the rear palace steps to go back inside. Alira was sitting quietly on the top the steps. James looked haggered and Federian looked a little put-out as well. They climbed the last stepped and stood before her.

"Well it would seem you outwitted us both," said Federian, he pointed at James. "Found this one lost and dazed an hour ago."

Alira smiled apoligetically at James he just shrugged his shoulders. "Its nothing...sorry about what I-"

"Don't mention it!" Alira nearly shouted. She didn't want anyone else to hear beyond the two of them.

Federian raised an eyebrow but didn't pry. "Shall we go in? I think I smell something delightful cooking."

"Yes, my old Nurse-Maid has dropped by today to visit and she always makes my favourite dishes. Shall we go inside and fresh'in up before dinner?" asked Alira. Without waiting for an answer she stood up and walked back through the palace great doors.

*Frederian walked inside, still not sure he liked the awkward change of subject, or blantantly all of this, he shrugged to himself as he walked up the stairs, not entirely sure where to go TO go and freshen up. All of his things were in his room, which was god knows where by now. He decided he'd just try and find the nearest bathroom and wash off any dirt and such of his face instead. Finally however, after he got out of the bathroom, his curiousity got the better of his manners.*

"Eh, I don't wish to pry both of you, but what DID happen in that maze? I heard something that sounded like screaming. I would have investigated right then but I was a bit lost in the maze myself..." *Frederian chuckles lightly, looking at both of them politely, a grimace staying splayed across his face.*

"Nothing!" james responded quickly, a little to quickly, "Nothing at all."

"I thought he was trying to look up my skirt so I nailed him in the crotch with my knee," Alira said bluntly. The way she said it made it clear to both of them not to mention it again.

She took the two to the main hall then turned left and went past several doors. "How do you know where to get around this huge place?" asked Federian.

"My father made me memorize the layout of the palace incase anyone ever tried to attack the palace."

She came to a door on the right and halted, she opened up and all three of them were hit by a wave of the most delicious smelling food. A plump old woman appeared from thin air and shuffled them all inside before they had a chance to say anything. "Come, come, come my dears, before your dinner gets cold!" she said smiling as she shoved James into a seat. Smiling still she came in with a tra with several plates of the best looking beef sorlion steak and fresh baked breads, Caeser salad, and other smaller dishes.

"Eat up my dears!" She said smiling againl.

"Err...thanks." James said, staring at what appeared a plant on his dish, he was steak and carved a large peice off it, knowing full well what plants could do to digetsion. (After thousands of years of eating pengins ect, Austians arn't used to salad.) He moved the shrub to the side of his plate and ate.

"So what are we going to do tomorrow?"

*looked at all the food in front of everyone and blinked, also being shoved into his own seat. He looked at all of it, being impressed more then disgusted by the salad. Such bountiful quantities of lettuce and the like was a rarity in Turkimen, even though the cities were turned into a more temperate zones through controlled landscaping, actual gardens didn't live long. He started eating his sirloin, awaiting the answer to James question.*

OOC: Aust? I'm completely befuddled by your phrase "He was steak." I know its a typo, but what did you mean by that? My curiousity is too large to be quelled.

OOC: I have to say I'm pretty curious too on that one Aust. :D

IC:

Alira set down her fork and thought for a minute. She furrowed her brow. "What day is it today?" she asked.

"April 3rd...I believe," said Federian. Alira's eyes went wide and she smiled.

"Oh GOODY! My mothers coming home tommorow!" she squeled. With that she began happily cutting into her salad.

Both boys straitend in their seats. "Your...um, your mothers coming?" asked James tentively.

"Yes, my father sent her away because she was suffering from a sickness. The doctors said she needed a change of scenery to improve her health," said Alira. "She was suppose to come home a month ago but the doctor and daddy both insisted that she stay to make sure her health was fully improved." She turned to James then looked at Federian. "You'll both get to meet her." She smiled widely again and set off into her steak.

*Frederian had long since learned that a smile out of a woman followed by something of enthusiasm was normally a sign of one of two things.

A) If you've been good for her, she'll be good for you, in anyway you wish.
B) If you've been bad for you, you should start running perhaps about an hour ago.

Frederian at this point was almost damn sure it was B, so he just sat there for a moment thinking at what precisely they did badly minus the whole mall incident which seemed to have been forgiven. Nothing, he could see no reason at all as to why she'd be eager to harm them mentally. This only led to further confusion. Either way, he thought, I'm going to have to meet her, so I'll see how it goes. Who knows, perhaps I'm just being paranoid again...

At that he shook his head out, trying to focus on his mannerisms, eating politely and with a quick flourish. He was pretty hungry after all, and the food was all delicious.

He smiled, wondering what else he'd be doing today, and waiting for any ideas...*

ooc: Typo.

IC: "Whats she like, your mum?" James asked, he was sure that this wasn't good news for him.

ooc: *cough cough* Thrashia, go! *cough cough*

OOC: He's on holiday 4 a week.

OOC: Sry, back from my vaca.

IC:

Alira set her fork down and tilted her head to the side as she thought. "Well my Mother is a little taller than me, with long black silky hair, green eyes; I have her greens eyes. Her and I always enjoy spending time togethor," said Alira, she smiled a little and went back to finishing her meal.

After the three had finished it was after dark, and Alira returned to her rooms.

OOC: I'm back as well.

IC: james went back to his rooms as well, having nothing better to do.

OOC: Ironically? I'm also back from Vacation. Huzzah.

IC:
*Apparently, it seemed, no one had an idea as to what they were doing for the day... and thus he too, simply led himself (politely of course, and excusing himself) to his room, where he pulled out a book, and read.*

Bump

The rest of the day past away without any real surprises. Alira spent most of it writing in her diary in her room. James went to the gym again, and Federian finished his book.


Alira woke the next day excited. Her mother ould be arriving at 3:00 pm! She jumped out of bed and was about to go out into the hallway when she remembered that she was still just wearing her underwear. Reddening even though she hadn't done it, she stepped into her bathroom, washed up, and got ready for the day.

She stepped out of her room wearing a white silk dress with her hair all combed back, a shine coming of its black color when the light hit it. A single white ribbon kept it in a simple pony-tail. She also wore her new white laced 1-inch high heels.

Smiling she walked into the breakfast room and saw that James and Federian had yet to arrive. Betha, he plump cook/maid came in from the kitchen entrance. "Well Lordy Be child! You look as beautiful as a white rose fresh picked, I do declare. You gonna give d'em boys a run for their money." Smiling she walked back into the kitchen then returned with a tray holding Alira's breakfast.

"Thankyou Betha, it feels nice to know that Mother is coming back," Alira said, she began to poke at her eggs but didn't feel very hungry.

"I knows what you mean child, that I do. I been missin' your ma'ther for to long that Lordy be I could miss anyone," said Betha who smiled again and returned to the kitchen.

James entered the dining room, he nodded at Alira and then at Betha before sitting down to eat his breakfast. "So, Alira, your mothers arriving laterr today isn't she?"

Alira pouted and then decided to ignore James. He hadn't even looked at her long enough to compliment her on her dress of anything else for that matter. She huffed and looked away. Betha set down a plate of food infront of James. "Yea sir, the misses mother be coming some time der later, don' ken when, but she'a comin." Betha walked back into the kitchen.

Alira continued to eat her food fully avoiding looking at James.

Ah, 2 minuates into the day and shes already ognoring me, not good....what did I do this time? "Nice dress, Alira" James tried, "I've always liked white, it seem kind of pure."

About time! she thought. "Hmpf," she said and contiued to eat her food. He's such a 'Jonny-come-lately', she thought to herself.

damm shes in a bad mood "So whats up Alira, your in a mood all of a sudden, was it somthing I said?"

"No, and you obviously don't care," she said, leaving the bait out for him to take. She had fun baiting guys. Federian was due to arrive soon, she just wondered when because then James might actually become smarter in how h e thought toward her.

ooc: ahem... speaking of johnny-come-latelys...

IC:

*Frederian finally arrived, brushing off his rather formal attire, espeically picked for the occasion tonight, looking at the scene he could tell the two were at it, Alira scoffing at James and James looking rather befuddled as to what he did. He couldn't help but let off a slight grin, but kept it too himself*

"Hello James, Alira, sorry I'm late. Dare I say you both look fantastic this evening... however I can't help but notice were missing the guest of honor. Is this true or am I just blind?"

He grinned slightly, trying to both lighten the mood, and change the topic for everyones sake.

jameslooked hard at Arila, "If you think I'm falling for that again, you've another thing coming, I'm not an idiot you know, I do know you now. And I think Alira mum is going to turn up later."

OOC: Just oput of interest, how old is Federian?

OOC: Eh, thought I answered this already, but for convenience he's mid to late twenties, but acts more mature then his age due to the fact that he got sort of forced into being a ruler near birth.

IC:
*Frederian looks around, more then a bit confused now as he seems to have walked smack dab into a heated arguement. He smiles politely, scooting back quickly, his formal robe swaying with the movement*

"Perhaps... I should leave you two alone for a moment or two?"

*looks at both of them curiously, ready to back out of the room*

OOC: I couldn't be bothered looking back over the many, many pages

IC: "Er...now what?" James asked Arilia, feeling uncomftable at being left alone with her.

OOC: lol...

IC:

"No its fine, I'm leaving anyway, you two can sit and eat breakfast," said Alira. With that she stormed out of the room.

"... Alright James, what did you do...?" Says with a midly mocking, mildly parental type voice, but with a sly and playful grin as well.
"Forget to tell her she's looking beautiful, forget to put the toilet seat down, what? Girls normally don't storm away like that for no reason..." Chuckling slightly he grabs a bite to eat, this of course being his original reason for being here and starts to chow.

James had gone red, "Didn't say that she looked, good, I mean, she did, but I was preoccupied with her mum coming, and you know she's into that feminism thing and....I'd better go after her." He got up and hurried out of the room, trying to follow her.

Alira kept her storm act up until she got into the hallway. Smiling to herself she half-skipped a little ways down the hallway when the dinning room door behind her opened. 50 meters away James apeared.

"Hey! Alira! Wait a sec will ya?" he yelled. He started walking toward her.

He came after me, she thought. She turned a bit red in the cheeks and was glad he was a ways away because he couldn't see. She cleared her throat and got back her storm voice.

"Go away you idiot! Don't stalk me!" saying that she turned and started jogging/running away. 'See if he follows me now,' she thought. She ran a ways down the hallway then turned into another doorway and made for the exit to the gardens.

James surprising chased after her. "Hey! Wait up will ya?"

Still half smiling she ran into the maze gardens again.

Not again, he couldn't bothered with that "Fine!" He yelled into the maze, "b like that, I was just trying to be nice. And your breakfasts getting cold!" He ran abck inside to finsih his meal.

Frederian watched James return, a little grin on his face.

"I think you got your point across James. While I don't consider myself to be an expert in this sort of thing... you did show you cared. And thats all she really needs. Let her vent, if she really is angry she'll be back soon enough, and if she's just messing with you... well then you might have a bit of explaining to do, but she'll still talk to you and the like. Come, have some breakfast before it gets cold eh?"

Frederian watched James return, a little grin on his face.

"I think you got your point across James. While I don't consider myself to be an expert in this sort of thing... you did show you cared. And thats all she really needs. Let her vent, if she really is angry she'll be back soon enough, and if she's just messing with you... well then you might have a bit of explaining to do, but she'll still talk to you and the like. Come, have some breakfast before it gets cold eh?"
"Thanks Frederian , i hope I did. She can't just be like that to peopl, in Aust we wouldn't do that sort of thing, mainly because it'd kill you to go outside."

*laughs at Aust comment*

"Gives new meaning to the phrase cold shoulder eh? Ah, that was pretty bad, I apologize. But truly shes just having some fun with you, scaling you down and seeing how far she can take you before your fed up. Give in too soon and she may see you stubborn, too late and your a push over. However like I said, I think you quit at just about the right time, and from here she can't really do much else but return to you. But sit down, eat your food before I do."

*Frederian smiles, offering James a seat.*

"Well Hmpf to you James," said Alira out loud after james went inside. She turned and walked through the maze until she came to the fountain. It was always her favourite place to be in the gardens. Her mother would take her here as a child and play with her.

Alira smiled at the thought. "Too bad James didn't follow..." she said quietly and swished some of the water with her hand. She heard footsteps behind her and turned, hoping it was James. Instead she saw it was her father.

He was dressed in a black formal uniform, he looked quite handsome in it. He smiled at his daughter and sat down next to her.

"How are you my dear?" he asked. She looked back into the fountain. "Fine father, just fine. I'm just happy that mother is coming back today."

Shadaum nodded. "Well I guess I am too," he said sarcasticlly. Alira smiled slightly. "How are those boys treating you? Getting along? Chosen one yet?" asked Shadaum, he smiled to show he was nagging her.

She narrowed her eyes and playfully hit him in the arm. "They're...fine. We're getting along ok, Federian seems a bit to old for me though. James...hes just an idiot." She was looking in the fountain again.

Shadaum smiled a little bigger. "Hmm, maybe I should send them back to their countries since they displease you." Alira turned back quickly to face her father. "No! I mean...you don't have to send them away...even if they're stupid." Her hair fell in front of her eyes so Shadaum couldn't see them.

"Well, then I won't be sending the idiot away. But I have recieved some information from my dear frien Minister Frandel. Apparently Ania has been wanting to come back and visit, and according to her father keeps mentioning the name Federian in her sleep. While Frandel is not a member of the royal family he is a pratrician class member, so I will soon be discussing some things with young Federian in the coming days. In the mean time, go back and keep them company. Your mother will be arriving in the afternoon, theres to be a royal parade in the city for her welcome back." Alira smiled and cleared the hair out from her eyes.

"Ok father. Thankyou." With that Alira stood up and walked back into the gardens, heading to the palace. Shadaum contiuned to smile while she walked away.

"Ah to be young again," he said to himself. Grunting he stood up and walked back into the gardens himself.

*laughs at Aust comment*

"Gives new meaning to the phrase cold shoulder eh? Ah, that was pretty bad, I apologize. But truly shes just having some fun with you, scaling you down and seeing how far she can take you before your fed up. Give in too soon and she may see you stubborn, too late and your a push over. However like I said, I think you quit at just about the right time, and from here she can't really do much else but return to you. But sit down, eat your food before I do."

*Frederian smiles, offering James a seat.*
James sat and tucked in to the food, enjoying the meal; immensley, waiting for Arilia to return. "So, fed, how are you and Ania coming along?"

*smiles at James*

"Well, I haven't heard from her since the last time we met. So I suppose its your place to decide. Did you think you and I got along well enough, or not so much?"

*smiles at James*

"Well, I haven't heard from her since the last time we met. So I suppose its your place to decide. Did you think you and I got along well enough, or not so much?"
"You suit each other, you get along well, go for it."

Bump

"Well, I suppose thats true... Meh, she's pretty, and she's available. If she enjoys my company I'll happily accept." He nods to himself, as if telling himself this more then you.

"I'd go for her as well, she dosn't seem as stroppy as Arilia, not that i dislike her in any way. shes a nice gal, is Arilia, but her little games do get tyresome."

"That my young friend, is because she is inexperianced in matters of the heart." Emperor Shadaum entered the room. Both boys jumped, entirely taken by surprise.

"Y-Your Majesty...I," began James. Shadaum smiled and sat down, he waved his hand to calm James down.

"Now now, boy, I am capable of knowing what goes through the mind of my daughter and of you two young men. I have old age and experiance on my side." James and Federian sat down. Shadaum smiled again.

"When I was your age I wanted nothing more than to take my fathers place as Emperor and rule the country. When I met my wife for the first time, we were both young and completely at a loss of what to do about each other. You see I was married in a similair fashion as to how you two are right now.

And you must forgive Alira, James. She is still young and she doesn't know what to do with you. Your something she hadn't planned for, a variable that hadn't entered her mind as being able to affect her." James nodded slightly. Shadaum turned to Federian.

"You, young man, are older by several years than my daughter. I would have liked to seal an alliance with your country through marriage to my daughter, however. A certain young lady has pushed her father, my foreign minister, to ask me to let her have a choice. So I am asking you if you and your country will accept a marraige between the Foreign Minister's daughter and yourself?" asked Shadaum.

James turned towards Federan to see what his decision would be....

*blinks slightly, taken a back*

"R-really? I mean... I would be honored, but I would have never thought I had left such an impression on Ania..."

*rubbing over his temple slightly, he still seems taken a back as he chuckles*

"Wow... well of course I'll say yes, I would be an idiot not too. A beautiful lass asks me to marry her... I always invisioned it in the other way..."

*looking up at Shaudaum, he smiles*

"Just do me a favor... and try and make Alira understand that James is really the guy for her. I know she's not going to like it, but she's young and independent... if you don't, you may still be without a husband for her, and James is a nice fellow, truly. If you say you will try your best, I will accept Ania's request graciously."

*he grins again, mumbling to himself as an aside for a moment before looking back up at Shaudaum.*

"Very well boy, good. I will arrange for a small ceremony here on Thrashia, if you wish, or you can choose to have the wedding wherever it is you wish to go. I will of course mention, that whenever possible both girls will want to see each other, so plan on having royal visits from each other," Shadaum said. He grinned and stood. He shook Federian's hand, nodded to James, and left.

AJmes immidetly jumped up and whooped, yelling loudly, "WELL DONE FED, HELL I THOGUHT YOU WHEREN'T GOING TO ACCEPT THEN!" He slapped Federian on the back and smiled at him, "And thanks for helping me with Arila."

OOC: Just remember its A-L-I-R-A, Alira, not Arila. ;) k?

*smiles, wincing slightly as he's smacked rather heftily across the back by James*

"Eh... I'm might be a bit of a recluse... but I know oppurtunity when I see it I must say. Regardless, thank YOU for your appreciation. Now, I suppose I have some uh... planning to do."

*plans to walk away, then stops*

"...What is it exactly I need to eh... plan again?"

"The wedding, and you've got to propose don't ya?"

Bump

OOC: Dunno if hes still in this...and sry Aust, for the whole AMF thing. Lost my patience.

OOC: It's fine, as you can see, I'm nagotiating with AMF but it looks like findans going to drop out, i may have to go 1 to 1.

And we'll see if he turns up, otherwise we can keep it as a Alira-James Rp. k?

OOC: Not a problem, give me a day and I can write up James and Alira and Shadaum going to a big parade of the empress's return.

Ooc: K

OOC: Bah, just took me a while to get the will to post again here at all. Had absolutely no idea what to say next. I'll give it a paltry shot. Oh, and of course the normal excuses that I've used of me being busy and lazy and a... every other excuse still stand.

IC:

*Frederian looks rather shocked*

"A.. .Wedding? Right, I mean I guess I did just say yes to that... but how do I go about it? Ask people from my own country, figure out where it's going to be... damn they're are a lot of things to think about..."

*frederian sits down for a moment contemplating*

"Well... I guess my question still stands in a way... now what?"

OOC: Bah, just took me a while to get the will to post again here at all. Had absolutely no idea what to say next. I'll give it a paltry shot. Oh, and of course the normal excuses that I've used of me being busy and lazy and a... every other excuse still stand.

IC:

*Frederian looks rather shocked*

"A.. .Wedding? Right, I mean I guess I did just say yes to that... but how do I go about it? Ask people from my own country, figure out where it's going to be... damn they're are a lot of things to think about..."

*frederian sits down for a moment contemplating*

"Well... I guess my question still stands in a way... now what?"
"IWell your the senior one right, shes just a noblemans daughter, your a leader of your country, therefore you should have the say in where it all takes place, like in your country. It's protocol."

*nods*

alright, I'll see if I can't find her, and see if I can't find some way to make this work. Thank you... James, and if you'll excuse me.

*walks out, looking for either Shauddaum or some servant that could lead him to him.*

OOC: Sry to ask, but lets put this rp on hold for at least a week. I have mid-terms coming up as well as trying to sort out personal things. So I will hopefully post later.

Dorn Fili walked into Federian and James as the pair turned a corner. "Ah! Oh, young masters, if you will follow me please?" he asked, both nodded.

"Um, sir I was wondering if I can speak to Emperor Shadaum concerning my wedding-"

"No need to worry about that now highness," said Dorn, he led them down a long hall and through several doors. "Because today her Highness the Empress Laurana arrives back to the palace. His majesty, nor anyone here, has seen her in some time. I am taking you now to where you will be with the young misses and the Emperor to greet her."

"But-" they both began to say.

"No buts your hignesses. Ah, here we are." He opened one last door that led outside. Great white marble steps of the front entrance led down to a smooth cobble-stone drive way. Three black hover lims sat there waiting, as did Alira, standing next to one dressed in a long blue silk dress that showed off her body's figure well.

She looked up at them as they started down. "Its about time! I thought we would have to leave without you, you idiots! And whats this I hear about Ania and you Federian?" she asked with narrowed eyes, Federian looked up at the mid-day sky and blushed slightly.

"Beautiful day isn't it?" he said in a small tone of voice. Alira shook her head and got inside the lim next to her. A guard in a black suit waited next to the door and waved the two boys inside. without arguement the two did.

With that the small convoy of lims left the palace and headed into the center of the city.

James smiled and nudged Federian, "Go on...sit next to her." He whispered, "If your going to get married then you've got to sit next to her."

OOC: Ania not there in the car Aust! Only Alira, you, and Federian are in there...

*simply sat in the car in silence. It was a going to be a long ride... it would have been a long ride even if it was just him, Alira, and James in the same limo row... but this was going to be much worse. He went over in his head the moments of the day. He was getting married! He should be excited! But the actual marriage part sat heavy on his mind, the knowledge that they'd be meeting Alira's mother... or was it step-mother?... when they arrived was also just more weight on his mind. He sighed, and looked over at the two of them...*

Alira looked out the window of the lim as it drove from the Palace, the beautiful Thrashian country side was gleaming as the sun beat down on the clear blue day. The wheat fields surrounding the road were shining with their golden light, disturbed only in the slightest when a wisp of cloud soared by.

Alira sighed. It would be good to see mother again.

She turned her head and looked around the lim. Federian seemed deep in thought and was half-staring at her and James, who was sitting next to Alira. Alira turned and looked at him. He was entertaining himself by messing with the buttons on the side. He seemed pretty care-free and not worried at all.

"So...Federian, what's this I hear about you getting married?" Alira asked, one of her eyebrows arching upwards in a curve. He spluttered for a moment, off-set by his thoughts being thrown off track.

"Oh, um...well, um, you see....Ania, your father told me, and well it seems..." he stuttered out.

"Ania and him and getting married," said James, a big cat-smile on his face. Alira's eyes got a little bigger.

"What!?"

"Well, it would seem that Ania and I took a liking to each other...and your father acted as mediator and asked me on her fathers behalf if I would marry her. And....I said yes," Federian said. He looked down at his feet, a little embarrased, since after all, the reason he had come to Planet Thrashia was to court Alira, not her best friend.

"Why that minx! I'm going to get her," Alira said, she made a huff and leaned back crossing her arms. "Next time I see her I'm going to-" Whatever Alira was planning to do was lost as a comm link on the lim door crackled to life.

"We'll be arriving in the city within ten minutes your Highness," said the driver. Alira nodded and pressed the response button. "Thankyou," she said.


Thrasian City's streets were packed with cheering people, confetti flew from windows and came like rain through the air. All along the street the Imperial Guard had men at attention, keeping the citizens of Thrashia from crowding into the street. The three lims came to a section of street where a large stage had been erected, a podium at its head, and seats behind it.

Shadaum was the first to get out. He was wearing magnificent robes of blue, his silver steel hair shining in the sun light, and his royal crown, a golden circlet with a red ruby at its center, gave him the look of a true Emperor. The people cheered and roared. Shadaum waved his hand and smiled, then followed by guards, made his way to the stage.

Then Alira's lim came next. Alira was the first to step out, and she recieved an excited cheer as well. She smiled, her young beauty bringing forth a long collection of wistles, but who from was impossible to tell with so many people. She blushed slightly and walked up to the stage. James and Federian came next, they both waved slightly to everyone, and got a cheer as well. They walked quickly up behind Alira and they all walked onto the stage.


Shadaum stood and walked to the podium. He brought his hands to the air and the people quieted, with but a low murmur to hear. Large screens around the city broadcasted his face. "Citizens of Thrashia! May goodness and bountiful riches be yours!" The people cheered. "I am happy to see the loyal citizens of Thrashia, so cheered by the arrival of their Empress, who I have long awaited for her returned, as much or more than you. After all, I am her husband." Laughter came up from the crowd at the Emperor's jest.

"I am proud of each and every one of you, and I thankyou all for coming out to greet the return of Empress Ariana, and so, from this day until the coming of the third day from today, I declare a holiday!" The noise level grew to even greater heights at this anouncement.

"And so now we wait," Shadaum said. He turned and walked back to his seat. A band on another stage further along the street began playing, to entertain while they waited. And they didn't have to wait long, for within 20 minutes coming down the street, and preceded by massive cheering, was a lim coming from the space port.

James was not, of couyse, unused to large crowds, being one of the last remaining members of the royal familly makes you very visable, but for some reason this took him aback. There seemed to be a almost frenzy in this crowd, kin Aust a crowd would cheer, but not madley here they where going nuts-mental.

"Are they always like this?" He asked Alira.

*As he stared out into the crowd, this was truly the first case of stage fright he had ever experienced. Surely, he was a tad bit shy and he knew it, but he normally was perfectly fine in front of a large crowd. After all none of the people in the crowd probably knew him personally, so what does he have to prove?

However in front of this crowd, with Suaddaums mere words sending the people into frenzied cheers, he both stood in awe and complete fright. For the first time truly he also realized how powerful Suaddaum stood as head of this nation, and how befriending him would not only simply be a good PR move... it might be the best one ever made in the history of Turkimen. He shook that from his thoughts though, he had enough objectives here as it was, the first of course marriage, next perhaps something for the home country.

Frederian sort of smiled as James made his thoughts known with his question, and eagerly awaited the reply too, wondering if this was there excitement for the emperors appearance, the fact that today would, and always would be, a holiday, or perhaps even the Empresses reappearance.*

Alira had to shout at James in order to be heard. "Well, I've heard it louder around holiday times, when father gives the city and the rest of the planet something special; like last year he made several of the banks eliminate most of the debt of the poor, and the year before that he had the largest banquet in Thrashian history right here on main street. It cost him beyond trillions, but he put it on for some 7 million people here in the city."

Alira smiled at her father, who sat talking to a few ministers next to them, and then looked up around the city. It was beautiful, all the tall sky scrapers were raining down confetti still. And the noise level had only gotten slightly smaller.

Suddenly the noise croshendoed suddenly further down the street. Alira stood. "Shes here!" Shadaum stood as well and walked over to the podium. Alira went with him. James and Federian stood, but did not go forward, as did the ministers.

A lone sleek black lim came up the street, military scout speeders coming along side of it. The people were cheering and the band stopped playing. The lim made a slow stop at the foot of the stairs. The driver stepped out and walked back to the door, he leaned forward and opened the door.

Both James and Federian were taken aback when instead of a woman, a young man stepped out. He was tall and well built, he wore the formal imperial uniform of the Imperial Fleet, his hair was black and he had ice blue eyes, the same as Alira. He looked up at the podium and smiled.

"Brother!" squelled Alira, she ran down the stepped and jumped into the young man's open arms. He smiled and turned her around in circles. The two were talking and could be heard over the din of the crowd.

But then from the car came a woman. She was slightly taller than Alira, but had the same long sable silk black hair; her eyes where emerald green and shined; she had high cheek bones and an elegant face. She wore a silken white dress with a small bit of frill going down it in circles and she wore a wide brimmed white hat to match. The crowds cheered as she stepped out.

Shadaum came down the stepped and embraced his wife, the crowds cheered louder. Hand in hand, the two walked back up to the stage. Alira holding onto her brothers arm, walked with him back onto the stage as well.

Shadaum guided his wife over to the podium, he stepped to the side so that his wife could speak. She leaned forward to the mic. "Hello citizens of Thrashia! I am happy to see such a warm welcome after my long absence. I hope to help and see you all in the Senate, as I will once again be presiding over it," Ariana said. The crowd cheered. "And now, the crown prince, Julius Alexander Shadaum V." She smiled and stepped back and joined her husband.

Julius let go of his sisters hand and walked up to the podium. For a moment he did not say anything. He looked around at the crowd that was cheering for him, and the assembled body of troops of the Imperial Guard. His chest puffed with pride, even if he was only 17, he felt that he was on top of the world.

"People of Thrashia! I am happy to have returned as well, and thankyou all for your loyal devotion to my father, the Emperor Shadaum. I am proud of my country this day, as I have not been before. For each of you is a vital piece in the chain that binds our country togethor, that makes our People great!" He raised his right hand into the air and formed a fist. "For Thrashia!" The call was answered a thousand times over and a thousands times over again. It became louder and louder until it seemed to become tangible. Julius bowed slightly then stepped back from the podium.

With that, Shadaum stepped down the stage with his wife and entered an awaiting lim, but not before waving to more people and nodding his head as was proper. Julius stepped into his own lim, Alira trying to catch up to him, but he already got in and closed the door.

The next lim drove up and the driver opened the door, allowing for Alira to step in. She waited as Federian and James walked back down the steps and entered the car after Alira.

With that, the lims set off back to the Imperial Palace, the crowds cheering all the same.

OOC: Okay, thread you might be interested in Thrash, http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=452190

I've got a feeling this will be good once it gets going.

OOC: I will check it out when I have the time, I have a bunch of exams coming up and I will be having to study. *sigh* sucks for me currently, I am in university in Europe, and I am on scholarship. :P So, you'll understand if I don't join that rp.

OOC: kay, which uni are you at?

OOC: University of Warsaw.

OOC: Cool, I'm planning to go to Nottingham Uni.

OOC: Turk, I already got you guys off the stand and into the lims, going back to the palace. Because you and aust are guests, Shadaum thought to not have you speak before the big crowd.

OOC: Fixed, here is the new post. Sorry, the one sentence I missed and it's, of course, the important one... le sigh.

IC:
*Frederian god into the limo, still startled at the reception for both leaders, even more so then he was during the beginning of Shauddaum's speech. He simply sat their, not entirely sure what to say really, so he looked around at Aust and Alira for some sort of reaction to the thing from both of them, looking for a thought to cling too. He was slightly taken aback by the fact that neither of the princes we're allowed to present a speech, but he quickly consoled that thought with the fact that it wasn't his place, and it wasn't for him or James, or even Alira or Ania. Thinking this he simply looked off to the immense crowds, still visible in the back of the limo as they drove...*

BUMP, not much for James to do really...

OOC: Thrashia, go already man, I want to get this over with eventually with some type of ending.