NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc- Assume your plane landed, and that you have driven to the monastary gates. CLOSED TO THOSE WHO DIDN'T SIGN UP

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Cardinal Hughes was sitting in the monastary lounge. He was going over last minute details. He called the conference room, making sure it was ready for tomorrow's first meeting. It was, and he waited for the delegates to arrive.
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Two monks were at the gate, waiting for the guests to arrive.




ooc- You can't get past the gate.

Cardinal O'Malley and Reverend McDonald approached the gates, escorted by the Imperial Marine squad the Emperor had ordered go with them to Cherry Ridge. As a sign of peace their lasguns were slung over their shoulders so as to not appear too threatening.

The squad leader turned to the two Crossmanian delegates. "Cardinal, Reverend, we'll wait out here for you two. Contact us if you need anything."

"Thank you Sergeant", the Cardinal said. "I'm sure we'll be fine, but thank you all very much."

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The monks opened the gate and said to the Crossmanians,
"Welcome to Blue Cloud Abbey. After you enter the monastary, go to the recreation room. Cardinal Hughes is waiting there for you. Cardinal O'Malley, this will be his first meet with a Crossmanian Catholic, or CCC clergymen at least. We hope you enjoy your stay."

"I look foward to meeting him", Cardinal O'Malley replied.

The monk said,
"You may got through."

Empress of the Holy Empire of the White Nations steps foot out of the long black car, followed by two black SUVs which unload about 6 of her security men. She grabs hold of her leather brief case and positions her dark sunglasses on her head. She smiles at the monks.

"Empress Kelsey Williams from the White Nations here for the Christian Theological Council."

"You can go through the gate. Weapons must be on safety inside the monastary. Go to the recreation room, and Cardinal Hughes will be there."

The Empress smiles again and nods, walking through the gates as two of her security men go with her, the other four staying back.

A jet black limo escorted by four Clerics on bikes, and two hummers; all of which were too, jet black came speeding to the front gates, braking just before hitting into another limo which was already parked there.

The back hummer’s door opened and two more Clerics got out, both walked to the limo and opened both doors, on one side Saerat stepped out, wearing black cloths, with a silver cross on a chain from his hip. The other side, a smallish woman, with jeans and a multi colored shirt, carrying a leather bound bible, and wearing a wooden cross proudly round her neck got out.

They were both taken to the gate by the clerics, who then stopped dead. All of them were staring at six security men from the white nations.

Another woman came out of the front hummer, wearing nothing but white, with sunglasses.

"Keep on your best behavior!" She shouted at the clerics, before holding up her cufflink and saying loudly “Circle the building Matthew 3"

High above them a 'Jesu copter' started orbiting.

The woman wearing white joined Saerat and the other woman, and all of them approached the monk standing there.

Saerat talked to the man.

"I am Saerat, Head of State in Christac" He motioned to the first woman who had stepped out the limo "our Head of Religion Hazel, and our security is Hannah Sotan" He pointed at the woman in white, who removed her glasses and bowed at the monk.

"Hay, your a Christian remember!" Hazel whispered to Hannah a little too loudly, causing the monk to look intrigued. Hannah quickly pulled a silver cross out and put it round her neck, blushing slightly.

"Sorry, you were informed of the non believer as security I believe. We are all sat in the Liberal Protestant section, thank you" Saerat said quickly "May we come in?"

The monk replied,
"This is only your place of stay. The conference is in a seperate building. Yes, you may come in. That helicopter is being tracked though. Probably locked on right now, in case it tries anything." He grinned, "Yes, you may enter. Security must have weapons on safety. The Cardinal is waitinbg for you in the recreation room."



ooc- Just RP going into the recreation room now.

The Empress walks briskly through the monastary and into the recreation room, stopping for a brief moment to look around as her two security guards halt by her side. She notices the Cardinal waiting to recieve the members, and walks over to him, holding out her right hand as her left hand is holding the briefcase.

"Nice to meet you, Cardinal Hughes. I am Kelsey Williams, Empress of The White Nations."

A small black car drove up to the gates of Blue CLoud Abbey. It approached the two monks slowly, and window wound down. A man wearing stylish black leather gear was at the wheel. It was Bishop John Meaux who never looked like your average Bishop, but then ex-Inquisitors keep old habits.

He showed his Jeruselem Catholic Church ID card to the monks and spoke to them only in Church Latin. He said to them in Latin "I'm Bishop John Meaux representing her majesty, Queen Mariah I of Jeruselem. I carry my own arms too for my own protection. As an ex-Inquisitor, you can only trust yourself to save yourself." and then showed them his weapons including a very compact MP5. It was rather obvious he wasn't Bishop Jacob the pacifist.

He knew those monks weren't ordinary monks either.

The long black limo pulled up in front of the Blue Cloud Abbey.

The chauffeur exited and then opened the door on the Abbey side. As the door opened loud classical music could be heard. The stood an aging but not old man, in crimson red and white. Cardinal Maxwell Tried preceded towards the gate, his chauffeur walking behind him, as a precaution.

Two monks stood at the gate, guards most likely, by the Tried’s calculation. “Cardinal Tried,” he said throwing out his hand, “I’m expected, but not expecting.”

Saerat and Hazel walked through the door of the building and towards the recreation room. They both approached Cardinal Hughes. Hazel extended her hand. "Hazel, Head of Religion" Saerat did the same "Saerat Helmz, Head of State"

Hannah followed slowly and whispered towards her wrist again. "You are being tracked, whatever you do, don't arm weapons unless told"
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High up in the sky Pilot Green heard the message and acknowledged his orders. He picked up his radio and thought that he might as well talk to his trackers.

"This is Pilot George Green of Mathew three. I have been asked to disarm all weapons; can I trust you will do the same?"

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Hannah caught up with the others and simply walked past the Cardinal without a word.

One of the monks approached her and asked "your guns are on safety?"

"I have none" She said calmly "and if you attempt to search me, I will rip your bloody arm off!"

Saerat turned to face her "Remember our conversation?" He shouted. Hannah looked slightly embarrassed and continued following the two of them towards some chairs.

"Nice to meet you, Cardinal Hughes. I am Kelsey Williams, Empress of The White Nations."
He looked confused, but then grasped the hand of the Empress. "Welcome to CR. I hope you like it here."

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Jeruselem-The monk bowed and kissed the bishops ring (hand if he isn't wearing one) The monk said, in church latin, "Just don't let your Inquisition instincts make you attack the protestant heretics." he said grinning."Might want to show protestants the right way to greet a Cardinal, kiss his ring. You can go through, your excellancy." He had done work for the Ridgian inquisition himself.
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Farmina-The monk kissed his ring (hand if he isn't wearing one) and said, "You can go through, your Eminence."

"This is Pilot George Green of Mathew three. I have been asked to disarm all weapons; can I trust you will do the same?"

The reply came from the Ridgian military,
"No, we will not disarm. You stay disarmed."

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"I have none" She said calmly "and if you attempt to search me, I will rip your bloody arm off!"

Saerat turned to face her "Remember our conversation?" He shouted. Hannah looked slightly embarrassed and continued following the two of them towards some chairs.

The monk told Cardinal Hughes what happened. The monk walked away and Cardinal Hughes got up.

"Excuse me, Hannah, but if you harm any monks, you will be sorry." he said sternly.

He then apoligised to Saerat.

Saerat gave Hannah evil looks, she had embarest them, maybe it was not a good idea, her coming, she was not used to this kind of thing, she was the kill first, ask questions later type.

The Empress looks over at the woman named Hannah, raising an eyebrow.

"Excuse me, Cardinal, but I thought that this was a meeting by and for ... Christians? Surely one with ... a temper like that must lack humility, a trait that true Christians can only profess to have. Am I correct in my assumption about this whole conference?" She grinned, resting her right hand on her hip.

Ulrich Zwingli and Prince John parked their car out aways. They felt like walking. They didn't want any guards, as it was a monestary they were at and Cherry Ridge was a loyal ally within Greater Prussia, but the Czar insisted on it, so two Honour Guards tagged along for the trip. Prince John Rekjyavich IV, Archbishop of Derscon, and Pastor Ulrich Zwingli of Loire approached the monks. The Prince bowed slightly and greeted them with a warm smile.

Good Morning to you, Brothers. I am Prince John of Derscon, Archbishop of said nation, and this is my good friend Ulrich Zwingli, Pastor of the Free Presbyterian Church in Loire Valley, Derscon. We have been invited, and we request entrance into the monestary."

The Empress looks over at the woman named Hannah, raising an eyebrow.

"Excuse me, Cardinal, but I thought that this was a meeting by and for ... Christians? Surely one with ... a temper like that must lack humility, a trait that true Christians can only profess to have. Am I correct in my assumption about this whole conference?" She grinned, resting her right hand on her hip.
"Well, none of us are perfect. Isn't judging a sin also?" he grinned. He said,
"The conference is mainly to talk about whatever is affecting the Christian community as a whole, theology and whatever anyone throws out that is affecting Christianity."

Ulrich Zwingli and Prince John parked their car out aways. They felt like walking. They didn't want any guards, as it was a monestary they were at and Cherry Ridge was a loyal ally within Greater Prussia, but the Czar insisted on it, so two Honour Guards tagged along for the trip. Prince John Rekjyavich IV, Archbishop of Derscon, and Pastor Ulrich Zwingli of Loire approached the monks. The Prince bowed slightly and greeted them with a warm smile.

Good Morning to you, Brothers. I am Prince John of Derscon, Archbishop of said nation, and this is my good friend Ulrich Zwingli, Pastor of the Free Presbyterian Church in Loire Valley, Derscon. We have been invited, and we request entrance into the monestary."

The monk said,
"Welcome Archbishop Prince John. Cardinal Hughes says he looks forward to sharing a drink with you." He then turned to Ulrich Zwindle, "You have a plain cross in your room, though if you want to read a KJV bible, I hope you brought your own. The Catholic one was taken out of your room also. Cardinal Hughes also wants to have a drink with you. Anyway, no smashing statues." he laughed.

"Go on in" he said, opening the gate.

"Well, none of us are perfect. Isn't judging a sin also?" he grinned. He said,
"The conference is mainly to talk about whatever is affecting the Christian community as a whole, theology and whatever anyone throws out that is affecting Christianity."

"Well, my church preaches ... differently. We are of the Christian Identity branch, although I am seated in the Conservative Protestant, so my Empire's views might be a little ... different. But, diversity is always a challenge." She smiles again and nods at the Cardinal, walking a couple feet away to speak with her security guards.

Ulrich laughed when the monk talked about smashing statues. "Let us pray temptation doesn't overtake me. Thank you for the change of scenery, and yes, I did bring my KJV. I also look forward dining with the Cardinal."

The Prince and the Pastor walked in to their rooms. The prince looked over at the crucifix and replaced it with a regular jeweled cross. "Grotesque thing. I don't think I'd be able to sleep with a dead body watching over me, regardless if it is Jesus or not." He tucked the crucifix under a table and set his bag down on the bed. He and Ulrich then set off to see the Cardinal.

The Cardinal jumped up as he saw Prince John and Ulrich approaching. He went over to them and said,
"John, I will share a drink with you after dinner." He then turned to Ulrich, "I won't make you kiss my ring.he laughed. He then said to both of them, "Too many security guards" he said, "They annoy me."

Hannah stood up and walked away from Hazel and Saerat who were sitting discussing homosexuality and their beliefs.

She walked over to the other side of the room and up to the monk she had threatened earlier. He looked scared and turned as though he was going to run.

"I" She started before he took a step "am sorry for my threat earlier." The monk seemed to calm down a bit, “I am not used to this sort of thing” Hannah added.

Saerat noticed a woman talking with her security, and thought he would introduce himself. Leaving Hazel for a moment, he went up to her and proceeded to shake her hand

"Saerat Helmz, Christac" he said proudly to the woman

The monk said,
"No problem. Most people arn't used to monks." He turned to walk away. He turned back and said, "I will pray for you". He then walked to do his work.

The monk said,
"No problem. Most people arn't used to monks." He turned to walk away. He turned back and said, "I will pray for you". He then walked to do his work.

Hannah was taken aback by this

Pray for her?

What did that really mean?

What would that do?

She pondered the thought as she walked back to sit with Hazel, who was now quietly reading her bible.

"Saerat Helmz, Christac" he said proudly to the woman

The Empress turned around, a little startled, and smiled softly at the man. She put her briefcase down and outstretched her hand to him, shaking it gently. "Empress Kelsey Williams, pleased to meet you."

Meanwhile her two guards retreated to the back of the room, their dark glasses still over their wondering eyes as they watched the building.

"I hope you don't find my secutiry a little out of place. It's strictly a comfort issue."

Saerat laughed "as long as you don't mind putting up with Hannah over there" he pointed at Hannah, who was thinking to herself on the seat oposite Hazel's. He turned back to the woman afterwards and returned the smile she gave him earlier "So are you Catholic, Baptist, Anglican?..."

Saerat laughed "as long as you don't mind putting up with Hannah over there" he pointed at Hannah, who was thinking to herself on the seat oposite Hazel's. He turned back to the woman afterwards and returned the smile she gave him earlier "So are you Catholic, Baptist, Anglican?..."

"Well, my nation's core religion is Christian Identity, but I am seated in the Conservative Protestant area since that is the closest and most related domination." She laughed a little, glancing over at Hannah. "Well, women are spirited creatures. But anyway, how about you? What denomination are you representing?"

The Prince and Ulrich both nodded at the cardinal.

"I agree," the Prince responded. "They are cumbersome, but think of it as a dick size contest. Whoever can come with the most guards with the most decorations is the winner." He smiled. "I think my Honour Guards win, but that might be bias, or it might be the fact they aren't human, stand seven feet tall, and their armour is so colourful." The Prince shrugged.

"So, where to?"

"Well, my nation's core religion is Christian Identity, but I am seated in the Conservative Protestant area since that is the closest and most related domination." She laughed a little, glancing over at Hannah. "Well, women are spirited creatures. But anyway, how about you? What denomination are you representing?"

Saerat continued talking
"My nation is almost entirely Christian, but there is no real majority in any certain type. I myself am part of Christac's small Anglican community, and although Anglicans may be considered conservatives, I feel I lean more towards the Liberal side, and so am joining our Head of Religion, sitting there" He had a quick glance back at Hazel, she always had a tendency to know if he was talking about her.

Saerat continued talking
"My nation is almost entirely Christian, but there is no real majority in any certain type. I myself am part of Christac's small Anglican community, and although Anglicans may be considered conservatives, I feel I lean more towards the Liberal side, and so am joining our Head of Religion, sitting there" He had a quick glance back at Hazel, she always had a tendency to know if he was talking about her.

The Empress nodded and began to say something when her guards came up to her. One bent down a little and whispered something in her ear. She looked at the floor and blinked a couple times before looking back up.

"If you will excuse me, I have some matters I must discuss with my guards, but again, it has been a pleasure to meet you." She said kindly, touching his arm lightly and smiling. She picked up her briefcase and turned towards her guards, who lead her away from the tight grouping of people.

"bye!" Shouted Saerat as she walked away. He turned round and started heading back to Hazel and Hannah. He sat down and there was silence. Hazel was reading her bible, Hannah was thinking, and Saerat was now buisy watching the monks walking around and Kelsey talking to her guards.

Cardinal Maxwell Tried continued inside, completely unsure what to expect and no clue which way to go.

Bishop John finally left his room and entered the meeting area. He had changed from his black leather Inquisition garb back into the traditional Bishop dress code which most people would recognise. When he walked passed the monks or what he regarded as warrior monks like himself, he gave the sign of Jesuit and a respectful nod. He headed to where Cardinal Hughes was and acknowledged everyone who was in his company first.

He bowed and kissed Cardinal Hughes's ring as Papal habit had dictated. When he got up "Nice to be here Cardinal, I hope this council will be as productive as you expect. I am here as an entourage of one. Unlike Jacob, I always work alone. Cardinal Augustus Brown wanted come, but he's dealing with some delicate internal Church matters.".

There were rumours floating around about John and Jacob being promoted to Arch-Bishops running rife in the Catholic Church. While Jacob was a liberal-moderate, John was more in line with conservative views due to his background. Bishop John was also an occult expert and had lead the Pax-Maria purge in Jeruselem.

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George was still above the building, and was running out of fuel. John 32 was ment to be there to take over about twenty minutes ago. Without anywhere to get fuel, he started leaving.

He picked up his radio and said clearly "This is Matthew 3 to any ground forces. Please inform Hannah Sotan that John 32 has not arrived, and I am having to leave the area, over"

Cardinal Maxwell Tried continued inside, completely unsure what to expect and no clue which way to go.
A monk walked over and directed him to the recreation room.

He bowed and kissed Cardinal Hughes's ring as Papal habit had dictated. When he got up "Nice to be here Cardinal, I hope this council will be as productive as you expect. I am here as an entourage of one. Unlike Jacob, I always work alone. Cardinal Augustus Brown wanted come, but he's dealing with some delicate internal Church matters."
The Cardinal said,
"Finally some respect." He laughed, "John, its good to see you. How have you been? I hope you can co-celebrate morning mass tomorrow. Can you?"

The Prince and Ulrich both nodded at the cardinal.

"I agree," the Prince responded. "They are cumbersome, but think of it as a dick size contest. Whoever can come with the most guards with the most decorations is the winner." He smiled. "I think my Honour Guards win, but that might be bias, or it might be the fact they aren't human, stand seven feet tall, and their armour is so colourful." The Prince shrugged.

"So, where to?"

"It doesn't seem like it, but these monks would." He whispered softly, so that only Prince John could here, "They are the core of the Ridgian Inquisition. No threat to you, or any delegate, only to the foriegn security who get out of hand."

He then raised his voice back to normal,
"Come this way, to the recreation room." He led them to it.

Cardinal Hughes wore his crimson robes, consisting of a cape, shoulder cape, cassock, lace collar, and skull cap. He held his crosier.

The prince smirked. "Well, I suppose there's always a way to handle security. I personally like your method." The Prince and Ulrich followed the cardinal.

Ulrich, being the (very rich) conservative protestant he was, wore all black. A simple black shirt with a black overcoat, and black pants, and black shoes, one would think he was a modest country-town preacher, and not a multi-million dollar banker. (In fact, as chairman and founder of Derscon's largest brokerage and real estate company, "Mission Group," his net worth amounted to four hundred ninety three million dollars)

The Prince, on the other hand, was very elegant and flashy. The white cape with gold trim sailed behind him, sometimes exposing the silver threads used to make the face of the cape meant to face the person wearing it, which the Royal Coat of Arms was threaded into it with gold threads. He wore all white pants, styled off of what a tux would be, only his were white with a gold satin double stripe down the sides. Shoes, again, were white. Prince John wore a button-down shirt -- gold buttons, obviously, each engraved with the RCoA -- with a purple silk sash going diagonally across his chest, left to right. This was embroidered with a gold cross with an open bible under it, and a crown inbetween the cross and bible.

The prince didn't care if you knew he was rich and powerful. After all, he was the second most powerful man in Derscon, why should he? Dispite his very flashy clothing, he personally was not an arrogant or mean person.

Cardinal Hughes stood up, his cross of gold and his ring reflecting light.

A monk said, over a loud speaker,
"Please direct your attention to His Eminence John Cardinal Hughes, Lord-Archbishop of Cherry Ridge."


The Cardinal began,
"As host of this gathering of a most holy nature, I am concluding this gathering for rest tonight. The monks ring the bells from 4:30-5:00 to wake everyone. The monks will lead you to your rooms."

He then walked over and whispered to the Dersconi and Jeruselem delegates,
"You may stay in here for a more private conversation."

The Empress turned her attention now towards the Cardinal, her two security men standing straight, quiet as the man began to speak.

"As host of this gathering of a most holy nature, I am concluding this gathering for rest tonight. The monks ring the bells from 4:30-5:00 to wake everyone. The monks will lead you to your rooms."

She put a strand of dark blond hair behind her ear, the rest of her long golden hair held back in a high ponytail, not so professional like, but the way she liked it. She smoothed out her plain white form-fitting skirt that went just below her knees. She wore black high heels that pushed her 5'4 stance up to about 5'6 and a white long sleeved button up shirt. On her neck was a single golden chain with a Celtic cross hanging down against her collar bone.

Once he finished talking, she turned to one guard. "Please go back to the car to bring in my luggage." The other guard stayed with her, listening to some calls on the reciever in his ear. She sighed, looking at a small golden watch clinging delicately to her wrist, and waited for the monks to show everyone to their rooms.





(OOC: WUU 88 POSTS!!)

Saerat and Hazel left for their rooms at once, Saerat stared at The Empress sorting her hair out as he left. Hannah did not stand, she could and would stay up for the entire time in this country.

She did not look up, but picked up a bible from the table next to her, Hazel must have left it. She flicked through the pages and started reading at random.

She glanced over at Saerat and noticed him looking at her, giving him a smile as the heat rose to her cheecks, blushing. She quickly looked away, putting her hand up to her face and followed to monk to her room.

Once she got inside she threw her brief case onto the bed and pulled out the tie keeping her hair back, tired of having it up all day. She sat down on the mattress, pulling the leather case over to her and unclicked it. She pulled out a couple papers, scanned them quickly, and laughed to herself.

Meanwhile her guard had stopped outside of her door, turning around to watch the halls.

Saerat turned quickly to face Hazel when the Empress looked back at him. Pretending to talk to her by quickly asking a question "So how is your husband?"

"Oh, he's good, thanks, he has got better from that cold" she said, a little taken aback by this sudden questioning.

"Good" said Saerat now looking at the Empress again.

They walked with the rest of the group till they got to a corridor. Saerat saw his name on one of the doors and waked in, saying goodbye to Hazel as he did.

He got into his room and walked to the desk. He looked around; the clerics had carried his stuff up. He proceeded to grab his laptop and put it on the desk. He logged on to the internet and looked at the Christac Central News.

Pilot missing was written at the top of the page. He scrolled down to read the rest;

As several world leaders meet for a Theological conference this week, one of our own pilots sent to protect our delegates has gone missing as well as a Jesu copter John 32. Nothing has been found to shed any lights on this event.

Saerat was shocked. Why wasn’t he told?

He marched out of his room (getting odd looks from a guard down the corridor) and back down to where Hannah was still sitting, reading.

"John 32?" He asked her, expecting her to know something.

"Should be above us right about now" she said to him looking up.

"Its gone"

"Gone?"

"Yes, disappeared"

"As in gone, gone?"

"Its gone Hannah"

"Wait, are you telling me that the John 32 is gone?"

"Yes"

"Gone where?"

"No one knows, its on the news"

Hannah leaped up and started shouting into her sleeve "John 32 come in!" There was no response. "It can't just disappear, we are in the middle of land, it would have caused a mess somewhere" She said before getting up and talking to the monk she had seen earlier.

Suddenly there was a knock on the Empress's door. She quickly closed the brief case and stood up, opening it. Her guard came in, looking a bit confused.

"What is it?" She asked, confused as well.

"Well, Empress, there seems to be a bit of commotion going on down the hall." He said.

"What are you saying?"

"Supposivly a copter has gone missing that was suppose to be above this building. They don't exactly know how, or why."

"How do you know?"

"I overheard the commotion from the room over. Someone is notifying one of the monks right now, but I thought it best to inform you." He said. She looked down at the ground for a couple seconds, then back up.

"Please notify the rest of TWN's security." The guard nodded and pressed a button on the reciever in his ear, talking into the tiny mic clipped onto his jacket. He left the hall. The Empress stepped outside of her room, her hand on her forehead. This is too strange ... she thought to herself. I wonder what is happening ...

Hannah left the building and went through the main gates, meeting the Cleric escort on the other side.

"What’s going on" she asked the Captain.

"Don't know mam, we are still trying to work out" He replied

"Well what do you know so far?"

"Well the John 32 did not arrive for the shift change. We thought that something might have happened and started trying to find it, but it has gone. There is no wreckage, no radio logs, nothi..." A bleeping noise came from his helmet.

"They have found the pilots body, back at the base.” He said after a pause. “He was not the one who took the Jesu out for a spin"

Hannah went white. If that Neo Nazi party had got their hands on a Jesu, they could do some damage.

"Triple the patrols" She said "I want three copters in that sky at all times, and get in another squad of Clerics"

"Yes maam, right away" Said the captain.

A monk ran out after her.
"No more of your choppers of Ridgian airspace. They will be shot down. Hannah, get to your room. We will handle it."

ooc- The rooms each have a bed, a desk, a small dresser, and a lamp.

The Empress walked quickly back into her room, her temper getting the best of her. She opened her case and took out a cell phone, flipping it open and dialing the head of her security.

"What is this I hear about a missing chopper?" She asked quickly as her anger rose.

"Not sure, Empress, we are still working on it." He said.

"I want you to come in contact with the region, notify all allies and all regional allies. If this was a blatant attack by our people and our allies, I will be furious. They know that I am attending this conference!!!" She began to yell.

"Mame, I'm sure if this was an attempt from any of our Neo Nazi regimes and allies, they will notify you as soon as they can to get you out. If not ... I'm not sure what's going to happen."" He said calmly. She hung up, running her fingers through her hair, taking deep breaths to calm her angry heart.

ooc- I feel like having a name change. Assume that this monastary is St. Meinrad Archabbey, not Blue Cloud Abbey. Heres a picture- http://www.spencerco.org/about_towns/st_meinrad/stmeinrad4.jpg

Cardinal Hughes rose angrily.

"I want ALL foriegn security to put their weapons away. This is a Christian Conference, and I will keep it as such. My next step will be to turn cell phone jammers on."

The monks spread this message to all.

"I will handle it, if its all the same" Hannah said back

Saerat looked embarrassed, he turned to the monk and said to him. "Sorry about this, we don't want to get the rest of you involved in our own problems. Don't let us keep you, we will be back in after I have got in touch with the Christac Council."

Hannah walked off to the supply truck that had pulled up moments before, leaving Saerat to make the call.
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Sharon answered the phone back in Christac. As head of the press, he thought he would talk to her first. "Tell them that the problem is sorted and that the conference is going on as planned. I don't have long, the phone is being jammed, can you ring Jonny and tell him, this is off the record by the way; to increase security of any major buildings back there. Okay, thank you"
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Saerat put the phone down, checked to make sure that the guards were okay and headed back up to his room, apologizing to anyone he met on the way. Hannah stayed outside with the Clerics.

Cardinal Hughes was mad. He ordered a monk to turn on the cell phone jammer. It was done.
The monk said to Hannah,

"The gates are being shut in 10 minutes."

Cardinal Hughes ordered the monks to lockdown the monastary, except to Greater Prussian soldiers.

5 monks at the gate pulled Hannah and Saerat back in, and locked the gates. They led them back inside and all the monastary doors shut.
"Go into your rooms, and shut the doors" said the monk to the two Christac delegates.

St. Meinrads was on complete lockdown.

Lockdown procedures-
1) Gates Shut and locked
2) All doors shut and locked
3) Bell Tower rings 12 times
4) Churches and chapels locked
5) Body of Christ (communion hosts) inside churches placed in tabernacle and locked, altar rail locked, 2 monks guard each tabernacle
6) Monks prepare for defence

ooc- Derscon is archchancellor of greater Prussia, which I am part of, so he IS allowed to do this.

Cardinal Hughes shouted above the noise,
"Dont enter the altar sanctuary!"
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The bell tower began ringing continuously. It kept going.

The Empress went to go flip open her cell phone again when she noticed that the server was down and there was no signal.

"I can't believe this! They put jammers on the phones!" She closed her phone and set it down next to her suitcase, her heart beating a million miles an hour. She paced around the room a couple times then decided to go outside to check with her security. She left the room, walking quickly down the hall and out of the building. She noticed guards escorting Hannah and Saerat back into the premisis.

"What is going on?!" She asked, looking over to Saerat, but before he could answer another guard came up to her and took her arm.

"You must return to your room, Empress." He said, pulling her back towards the building.

"Where is my security?!" Her voice began to rise.

"They were asked to leave" The guard simply said.

"What?! No, no they are under my orders, where-"

"Miss, I really must ask you to return to your room. We have it under control." He said. She looked over at both Hannah and Saerat as they too returned to the buildings, completely confused and a bit frightened.

Cardinal Tried wasn't sure what all the commotion was in aid of.

After hearing his door being locked (OOC:I'm assuming it was locked and from the outside) he decided to wait a few minutes.

Still nothing happened, so he proceeded over to the door, began banging and yelled, "I'm hungry, could someone cook up some lamb."

Saerat was led by the monks without much complaint, he was heading back into the building anyway. Hannah on the other hand was outraged, she did not like being touched. As she was being dragged away she shouted to Christac's Clerics "Take down the monks, that’s an order!"

The Captain gave a hand signal to the other Clerics and all raised their weapons at the holy men. As the captain was about to squeeze the trigger, Saerat interrupted "As head of state, I order you to hold your fire!" The captain did what he was told by Saerat and lowered the gun again.

At that point Saerat was forced though the door, Hannah shouted one last time to the Clerics "Don't leave these grounds, whatever they tell you don't leave!" She was also forced through the door at this point.

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George was back in the air, now accompanied by two other jesu copters, they were all on the lookout for the missing copter. After a while several other copters appeared on the scanner. George radioed the jesi (plural of Jesu);

"Arm your weapons and prepare to fire if they don't make radio contact soon, we don't know who these people are yet!"

"Yes sir"

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The bells confused Hazel who up till this point was just lying in her room; she came out into the hall way only to be pushed back in by a monk, who seemed to be carrying a weapon. "What’s going on?" she asked him confused.

Bishop John looked in amusement as the entire monastery was locked down and turned to the trio of Czar Alexei, Prince John and Cardinal Hughes.

"Well, I see we have an imminent threat. Rest assured, I'm not afraid of death and will defend your excellencies lives at my own risk. I really hope this threat is not already infiltrated this fortress and compromised internal security measures already. There better be no moles to spoil our party. Those people from Christac and The White Nations, they are a little disruptive. Do you trust them? I suggest you search this building for out-of-place objects in case we are being set-up by someone." he asked the Cardinal.

There was no panic in his voice as living dangerously was part of his duties in Inquisition and he decided to join the clergy instead to prolong it. However he was an Inquisitor at heart, just retired as he was getting old these days. His emotionlessness was natural.

Interestingly was holding a golden cross like a small dagger. He did act a little like the Ridgian monks except for his Bishop's clothing.

ooc- The monastary has 140 monks living on its grounds.

Twenty monks walked out to the Burgundian Guards. One said to the commander,
"Thank you"

They then went to the center of the lawn and started a bonfire. The 20 monks stood infront of it, and held a gold processional crucifix. 2 medieval-aged catapaults were on either side of the bonfire, and the monks armed with swords. If need be, modern weaponry would be brought out of storage, but as the Dersconi troops were here, it was unnecessary. If anyone attacked, they would be the first defenders.

George heard the radio message. He would not ground unless forced to, he picked up his radio again.

"This is a message to all copters and ground forces; I am under the orders of Saerat Helmz, the leader of the great nation of Christac, I can not leave the area until instructed to by him"

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The Cerics outside the building were putting thir weapons away, for now they dissided that they would work with the monks. The captain turned to the monks who where surrounding them.

"We will put down our weapons, but we will not leave until after the meeting. There will be another squad of Clerics arriving soon, please let them through"

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"I will not sleep until this whole thing is over" Hannah said whilst walking back to her seat, and sitting down, she waited till she thought no one was watching and started talking in her sleeve again. "Keep your ground" she said to all the troops listening "I don't trust these people protecting us"

ooc- its Burgundian Guards, not monks surrounding you

Saerat was taken aback when the door opened and the Prince marched into his room and asked him the question.

"Although I understand that this is your soil and you have every right to demand this" He said "I would like to point out that it is a Christac helecopter hijacked and a Christac pilot dead. This is just as much our problem as it is yours, if not more so. So I ask that at least one of our jessi stay up so that my people do not see us as sitting here and doing nothing."

Cardinal Hughes had followed Prince John. He came out of the shadows and let John know he was there. He stood and watched.

Cardinal Hughes then added,
"Ridgian citizens don't like non-Greater Prussians flying armed helicopters over their land. They would probably finish off the survivors of the crash, if any.

Saerat sadly accepted and was led to a place to talk to the copters.

When he got there he was put on to George, the head pilot. He talked to him.

"This is Saerat Helmz, code 33967, I have been told to tell you to ground your copters at the nearest possible place."

"Pilot George Green, Jesu formation three. I hear you load and clear sir, nearest landing place is the helipad there, but I suppose that is off limits?"

"Well, I was asked to ground you, I was not told where. Give it a try, but send the other copters back to the airport" He said smiling.

Cardinal Hughes said,
"Tell them to land in the monastary field, in the back."

The Empress was full of rage at this point; she did not know who these terrorists were, and she felt belittled by the monastary guards. She was an Empress, and the UN Delegate of her powerful region. Although she had no way to get in touch with her security due to the cell phone jammers, she did not let that tweak her ego. She pulled out a tiny laptop from her briefcase and opened it, the screen's light bright white against the darkening room. She typed in a couple things and suddenly she was connected to one of her regional allies by a tiny camera built into the laptop.

"Miss Williams, is this an emergency?" He asked.

"It's an emergency if you tell me that the terrorists suspected in the missing chopper here are one of our own Neo Nazi regimes." She said impatiently.

"Not to my knowledge, Empress. None of our nations are currently planning any sort of attacks, but I will get in touch with other regional allies. To my knowledge, this is just of a mystery to me as it is to you."

"Sir ... what will happen to me if these terrorists end up being any of our allies ... or better yet, just affiliated with our political system?" She asked, her voice sinking. There was a short pause on the other end.

"Empress, I won't lie to you. You will be blamed."

The Empress sighed, thanking her ally and bidding him goodbye. She turned the power off of her laptop and closed it, securing it once again in her briefcase. She took a couple documents out of a plain white folder with her Nation's flag on the cover and flipped through a couple pages. If anyone is planning any attacks here ... She thought to herself, I have to make sure that I am not caught in the middle.

She looked around, listening to all the commotion outside. She knew that her door was locked and there was virtually no way out. Yea ... good luck with that one. She shook her head and laughed at herself, staring at the papers on her lap.

A monk heard typing through the Empress's door. He drew his rapier and burst threw the door.

He said, with his irish accent,

"Hand over the papers, and the laptop."

A monk heard typing through the Empress's door. He drew his rapier and burst threw the door.

He said, with his irish accent,

"Hand over the papers, and the laptop."

She jumped to her feet, nearly frightened out of her mind.

"WHAT? ... NO! What authority do you have to take away my things?! I am NOT connected to these attacks!! I need my things to keep an eye on my nation and my region! This is REDICULOUS!" She shoved the papers inside her briefcase, locked it, and held it against her chest. "I will tell you again, I am NOT connected to ANYTHING happening right now!"

The monk said,
"Do you not know who I am? I am of the inquisition."

He lunged at Saerat with his sword. And then slashed at his arm. He then thrust it at Hannah.

ooc- Its obvious that this discussion is not going to happen. Lets just continue with the current situation.

The Empress backed up quickly, slamming against the wall behind her. Her heart beat rapidly and she flinched as the monk lunged at Saerat and Hannah. Quickly she withdrew a tiny pistol hidden within her briefcase, aimed at the monk, but didn't pull the trigger as she was afraid, with all the movement, of hitting Saerat or Hannah.

ooc- Its obvious that this discussion is not going to happen. Lets just continue with the current situation.

(ooc: ok LOL!)

Five monks surrounded Saerat and Hannah. They pointed their swords at them.
"Surrender"

2 monks pointed their swords at the Empress's throat.
"Drop the pistol"

Saerat was walking back to his room with Hannah when the monks surrounded them, Hannah was forced into her room, red in the face, anoyed at being told what to do, but having to comply. She sat down on her bed and ripped apart the pillow that was laid out for her.

Saerat lay down in the room beside her, wondering what was happening outside the walls of the building. Were they finding a solution without him?

Five monks surrounded Saerat and Hannah. They pointed their swords at them.
"Surrender"

2 monks pointed their swords at the Empress's throat.
"Drop the pistol"

She dropped the gun, looking over at Saerat with worry in her blue eyes. The fear inside her heart began to pump through her veins and she felt less and less like an Empress, but more and more like a defenceless, captive creature.

ooc- We will just say they jumped back in suprise, not taken out, giving you a chance to run.

The Empresses papers and laptop were taken. (ooc- post what they say)

The 5 monks chased Hannah and Saerat. A gate shut in their path. They were cornered. 5 more monks surrounded her. They were now surrounded by 10 monks, trained inquisitors.

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All foriegn aircraft will be shot down.

(ooc: the papers had nothing on them but information about discussions, trade agreements, and things such as updates on national security and domestic issues (i.e. education, income tax, national reserves, etc.), the laptop was turned off and could only be accessed through a password, but all the information on it was ways to get in touch with regional and national allies.)

ooc- ok, thanks

ic-
The monks ripped the papers and threw them on the floor. They took the laptop, and smashed it.

ooc- ok, thanks

ic-
The monks ripped the papers and threw them on the floor. They took the laptop, and smashed it.

(ooc: np.)

She looked down at her shreds of paper and her broken laptop, her eyes wide and her temper rising.

"You had NO RIGHT to do that!! I am NOT some low-life criminal, I am an EMPRESS!! How dare you treat me like I'm some ... worthless animal!" She looked at the mess on the ground and closed her eyes tightly. "Can I be left alone now?! PLEASE?"

The Jesi landed with George inside, he was told to wait in the choper until told otherwise. He sat there and looked up to the stars, getting a book out after a while, and flipping through the pages slowly, it would be a long wait.

Cardinal Hughes walked into the Empress's room.

"Im sorry" He said. He walked out, with the two monks. They shut the door, but they stayed outside it.

Saerat and Hannah were thrown back into their rooms by the monks, Saerat managed to see the Empress, and just managed to shout "I'm sorry!"

(OOC - pretend this was before the last one :)

The Clerics outside were standing around, waiting for word when suddenly they all got a message through their helmets. "This is George Green, Jesu formation three, we are preparing for evac, but we are coming in hot, please advise"

The Cleric captain turned to the others in confusion. None knew what was going on in the building. As he looked up he saw monks on the top of the building, and heard the cocking of guns as he saw guards around them also.

"HIT THE DIRT!!!"

Several Clerics got hit with bullets, as the others started crawling towards the hummers. The captain and two clerics made it into the front vehicle. He rammed it into the gate, but it did not work, he kept trying.

The monks watched the Clerics ram the gate. It couldn't break like that.

Cardinal Hughes walked into the Empress's room.

"Im sorry" He said. He walked out, with the two monks. They shut the door, but they stayed outside it.

She stood in her place until the monks left, and as soon as they closed the door she bent down to her knees, picking up the shreds of paper. Her anger was defeated at once by the darkness in the silent room, fear and isolation now taking its place. She cleaned up all the shreds and put them into her briefcase, although they were of no importance now. She picked up what was left of her laptop and threw it away, then stood up, putting her hand to her forehead.

I have to get out of here...

She tried picturing Saerat and Hannah in the next room, longing to be with someone, anyone rather then alone by herself.

(ooc: she forgives you Saerat, LOL!)

The monks entered Saerat and Hannahs room. One stepped forward and said,

"You are ordered to surrender your security."

Kelsey paced back and fourth, thinking quickly. She slammed her fists up against the doors. "Why are you doing this?!" She called out to the monks who stood outside her door. "You have no reason to suspect ANY of us for the missing chopper!" They didn't respond back to her, all there was was silence on the other end. She opened the door slightly, looking out. There was no one there, all she heard was commotion coming from Saerat and Hanna's room.

The monks must have left to see to them ... She thought.

Slowly she opened her door wider, attempting to sneak out of the room.

ooc- Please stop RPing my monks talking.

ic-
The monks all rushed down to Hannah ans Saerat, and one put a sword to Hannahs throat, and one at Saerats throat. "Surrender"
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The main gate collabsed, but there were still Burgundian guards outside the gate, blocking any vehicle traffic.
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A monk saw the Empress trying to leave her room. He quickly ran tot he kitchen, and went back to her. He sat down with her, and hended her a cup of coffee. "Im sorry, but I can't let you go." He was the sub-prior.

Im sorry, but I can't let you go.

She sat down quietly and took the coffee, her hands gently shaking despite all her efforts to keep calm.

"Why? Why won't you just let us all leave?" She asked.

She sat down quietly and took the coffee, her hands gently shaking despite all her efforts to keep calm.

"Why? Why won't you just let us all leave?" She asked.
The monk replied,
"Nazis". He then walked out.

ooc - Sorry man, wont happen again.

ic - Saerat looked at the monk talking to him. "I will call my forces from the grounds freely, if your monks remove their weapons, all security be allowed back in and the only guards, are those posted outside the building by the gates, also I ask that you stop attacking my people and start treating us all with a little more respect" He said to the monk "Lets start small by helping me bandage this wound?" he held up his arm slashed earler and looked at him firmly in the face.

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The other Cleric squad were on there way to the grounds, they had been told to keep off major roads and ignore any authority figures they might run into on the way. There were two APCs and three hummers getting ever closer, it would take about ten more hours.


The monk only moved the sword in closer,
"No comprimises."
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The borders were cosed, but somehow, another cleric squad slipped threw. 5 helicopters were scrambled, and located them on radar. They fired on the hummers and APCs, sending up smoke.


ooc- post casualties.

The Empress looked at the monk, raising the cup of coffee to her mouth. She hid a slight grin with the steaming liquid, keeping her eyes on the ground beneath her.

Sieg Heil, she thought, trying her best to keep her grin from becoming a smile.

A helicopter appeared over the monastary lawn. A gate dropped, and 4 men aimed their weapons in each direction. Out stepped King Antonette. He was hurried inside and to Prince John. He ordered Cardinal Hughes to elave, which he did. He was hurried outside, and taken back to Cardinalatial palace. Antonette ordered the monks to lower their weapons and said to Saerat and Heather,

"My deepest apoligies, Sir, and mam. I am King John Antonette, king of Cherry Ridge and Burgundy."



ooc-
Antonette's picture-
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/Reich.jpg

King Antonette is wearing this uniform-
http://www.geocities.com/maltaknight1/site_contents/knights/knight4.jpg.

His rapier hung from his side-
http://www.silvermane.com/images/MR-1423.JPG

OOC - Do you actually agree with the nazis in real life White Nations?

OOC - Do you actually agree with the nazis in real life White Nations?

(ooc: Agree with their politics or what they did? I don't necessarily think killing all those people was the BEST solution, but I agree with their politics. I respect Hitler as a leader. My boyfriend is a member of the Holy Knights of the Racial Holy War in South Carolina so he is more of a ... well, I'll put it blantantly, he's more of a Nazi than me. -As in he agrees with EVERYTHING they did-.)

(OOC - when you say Heather, do you mean; Hannah, Hazel or Kelsey?)

Saerat studied the man from head to toe. "Who are you?" he finaly asked him.

A helicopter appeared over the monastary lawn. A gate dropped, and 4 men aimed their weapons in each direction. Out stepped King Antonette. He was hurried inside and to Prince John. He ordered Cardinal Hughes to elave, which he did. He was hurried outside, and taken back to Cardinalatial palace. Antonette ordered the monks to lower their weapons and said to Saerat and Heather,

"My deepest apoligies, Sir, and mam. I am King John Antonette, king of Cherry Ridge and Burgundy."



ooc-
Antonette's picture-
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/Reich.jpg

King Antonette is wearing this uniform-
http://www.geocities.com/maltaknight1/site_contents/knights/knight4.jpg.

His rapier hung from his side-
http://www.silvermane.com/images/MR-1423.JPG

(ooc: the last link isn't showing up for me ... dunno if it's bad or what.)

King Antonette said,
"I already told you, King John Antonette of Cherry Ridge."

(ooc: Agree with their politics or what they did? I don't necessarily think killing all those people was the BEST solution, but I agree with their politics. I respect Hitler as a leader. My boyfriend is a member of the Holy Knights of the Racial Holy War in South Carolina so he is more of a ... well, I'll put it blantantly, he's more of a Nazi than me. -As in he agrees with EVERYTHING they did-.)

ooc - Lol, don't want to get personal, but Im going to ask anyway. Do you have anything against the Jews?

(ooc: the last link isn't showing up for me ... dunno if it's bad or what.)
ooc- Not sure what it is, its working for me.

King Antonette said,
"I already told you, King John Antonette of Cherry Ridge."

Saerat looked at him firmly "you here to explain why we are being kept here against our will?"

ooc - Lol, don't want to get personal, but Im going to ask anyway. Do you have anything against the Jews?

(ooc- well personally a Jew has never come up and offended me to my face so no, but my dad is anti-semetic and so ... obviously is my bf LOL but no, I have a Jewish friend. (she and my bf do not speak).)

Saerat was confused. "You here to watch us suffer, or...?"
"I am here to keep control."

"Empress Kelsey, I am Prince John Rekjyavich from Derscon. I'm not exactly very pleased with the way the situation is being handled, but that is for another matter. I know you are innocent, and at this point, I'm getting you out. Follow me, please." The Prince and the four massive Honour Guards escorted the Empress outside. John called a CH-60 "Executive Helocoptor" previously, and it arrived, escorted by four Commanches and five F-15E Eagles. THe Eagles, obviously, didn't land, and the Commanches hovered in a circle around the CH-60.

The Empress sighed with great relief - she was finally able to get out of the mess. "Thank you, so much." She said to the Prince, stepping up into the hellicopter.

(ooc- actually this is good, cause I won't be on here for the next three days anyway, I'll be on vacation with my family.)

King Antonette nodded in approval.

"As King of Burgundy, I also approve of this action."

Antonette raised his rapier to the neck of Saerat,
"I will give you one last chance, before I kill you."

ooc-Antonette is an expert swordsmen and his rapier was crafted by St. Michael.

"To call off my troops or to let you take Hannah?" He said "What will happen if I said yes to either of these? Would you let us go?"
Antonette nodded at Prince John.

ooc- its against the rules to call casualties. he never said they died, just saying it would be godmod if they did. Continue all activities in here-
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8522043#post8522043

Thats Godmod, because we have security all around the building. He never said he killed you, just said its not possible to survive.

OOC

Sorry about getting a confused Derscon ... this was supposed to be council RP. :)

IC

Bishop John pulled out his notepad and marked red marks against Christac. Those people from Christac were a little strange from the beginning.

He approached the one of the monks and asked if he could get into the monastery kitchen for some food for himself and some of the other guests locked in their rooms with the exception of the TWNians and Christacians (in Latin of course). He didn't want everyone to starve.

He was wearing a ring of a senior Jesuit.

A monk said,
"Yes, you may."

A monk said,
"Yes, you may."

He bowed to the monk and with some escort (Monks) went into the kitchened. He proceeded to start cooking up whatever could be produced from what was in the kitchen. He did assume there were no vegetarians around here.

He bowed to the monk and with some escort (Monks) went into the kitchen. He proceeded to start cooking up whatever could be produced from what was in the kitchen. He did assume there were no vegetarians around here.

The Prince peeked his head in when he took a whif from the door. He saw John and smiled.

"Hey, John!" He walked in and took a big whif. "So, whatchya cookin'? Smells good. Anything I can do? I'm a fairly good cook myself." He smirked. "Don't worry, though, not all of it deals with alchohol."

The Prince peeked his head in when he took a whif from the door. He saw John and smiled.

"Hey, John!" He walked in and took a big whif. "So, whatchya cookin'? Smells good. Anything I can do? I'm a fairly good cook myself." He smirked. "Don't worry, though, not all of it deals with alchohol."

Bishop John was playing with large knife "Come and join me Prince John. I'm trying my hand at classic French cuisine. Just don't drink all the wine. I need some for the food, eh? And no juggling knives please." as chopped some meat with the same ease as he could chop up Masons. He like the Prince could handle their knives pretty well.

He tossed the Prince an apron "I don't want you to get that uniform all dirty, either". He looked at piece of dodgy meat and then tossed it in the bin, and continued on while juggling several tasks with ease.

Prince John smiled as he washed his hands and put the apron on. "French Cusine, eh? Well, I'll try not to drink anything." He grinned as he pulled out a baking stone.

"I'm more of an Italian person, myself." He searched around the pantries and found some noodles.

"Hmm, spaghetti, linguini..." he was looking over some of the stuff. "Let's make it simple, shall we? Spaghetti will do." He threw the noodles in a pot of boiling water and found some tomatoes, peppers, beef, sausage, and a couple spices. He started making a sauce from the tomatoes and whatever he could find around the kitchen to thicken it, then he tossed the veggies and meat in. He looked around and frowned. "Hmm...Hey, John, I'll be right back." He ran out to his room and came back five minutes later with a case of something. He opened it and it was an unopened bottle of Napoleon Premier. He had a sly smile on his face.

"It pays when your brother is Arch-Chancellor. He can get things that normal people can't. We still have about two hundred cases left in the Kremlin vaults. These aren't for sale. You can use some, too, if you want." He put a little into the sauce and poured himself a glass. Then, he moved over to make the dessert. Something simple, but good. He rummaged around the pantries a bit until he found some stuff to make chocolate pudding and...

"What in the world are bags of Oreo Cookies doing in here?"

ooc- Cardinal Hughes and Antonette are here

ic-

Cardinal Hughes was checking up on the monks, and looking over papers. He then retired to his room for the night.
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King John Antonette crept up to the kitchen. He had changed into blue jeans, and and t-shirt that said 'Bailey's Irish Cream' on it, untucked. Slowly, he removed a knife from his belt, he had snuck one before. He then threw it, and it landed right in front of Prince Johh, and it stuck in the counter. He laughed and said,

"Those oreos are the monks. I am told the Prior enjoys them greatly."

He walked in and said,
"I was going to cook some baked Ziti, but since you are making spaghetti, theres no sense in doing it." He walked over, and took a glass out of a cabinet. He quickly walked over and poured some of his favorite drink, Bailey's Irish Cream.
"It matches my shirt." he laughed, and sipped it.

He turned to Bishop John,
"So, what exactly are you making.

"What's Bishop John cooking? It's French, so no one knows."

*lapse*

The Prince smirked.

"Well, I hope they don't mind me using them." He took four knives, held them in his left hand, and threw them all at once at Antonette. They missed him, obviously, but they formed a box around his head, the knives sticking out of the wall. John smiled diabolicly and motioned to himself.

"Can't touch this!" He grinned and opened the bags of cookies, crushing them in a bowl. He searched around for some Cool Whip, which, thankfully, the monks did know which brand names to buy. He also grabbed some margarine, cream cheese, and confectionery sugar. He turned to Antonette.

"Is there a pan 'round here? 13x9, perhaps?" Antonette handed one over. "Thanks." He spread the crushed cookies over the pan as he tossed the cream cheese, sugar, and half of the cool whip in a mixer and started it. After about five minutes, he stopped it, and spread it over the crumbs.

During all of this, his chocolate pudding was done, and the spaghetti and sauce was still cooking. He took the pudding and spread it over the stuff in the pan, took the rest of the cool whip and ploped it on, and took half of the second bag and crushed it over the dessert. He took two for himself and tossed two more to Antonette and Bishop John. HE put the dessert in the fridge when he took a whif.

"What is that? Smells like something is....JESUS CHIRST!" He ran over to the sauce, which was boiling over the sides and onto the burner, then ignighting. He killed the power to the stove and shot the sauce with the fire extinguisher. After it cleared, Prince John looked disappointed.

"Haven't done that in years." he sighed and turned to Antonette. "Looks like you'll need to make that Ziti after all."

Bishop John looked at the other two "Having fun? Don't forget to sharpen those knives you have been throwing around" as he took a bottle of wine and sipped a little. "Perfect!" he smiled and put some into the maranade. He threw a knife up, it spun 360 degrees plunged down but he caught it perfectly.

He told them "If you're wondering what I am cooking, it's Sausages in Beer - Beer Braised Sausages with Onions, Chicken with Mushrooms - Normandy Chicken - Poached Chicken with Creamy Mushroom Sauce and Fish Stew - Fish Chowder - Burgundy Fish Stew - Pôchouse. Regional dishes my mother taught me. Go ahead and try some.". He had some completed dishes on the bench.

Bishop John looked at the other two "Having fun? Don't forget to sharpen those knives you have been throwing around" as he took a bottle of wine and sipped a little. "Perfect!" he smiled and put some into the maranade. He threw a knife up, it spun 360 degrees plunged down but he caught it perfectly.

He told them "If you're wondering what I am cooking, it's Sausages in Beer - Beer Braised Sausages with Onions, Chicken with Mushrooms - Normandy Chicken - Poached Chicken with Creamy Mushroom Sauce and Fish Stew - Fish Chowder - Burgundy Fish Stew - Pôchouse. Regional dishes my mother taught me. Go ahead and try some.". He had some completed dishes on the bench.

The Prince walked up to the dishes. "Well, now that we're all done showing off our knife skills, I think I will." He picked up some fish stew and tried it. He gagged a bit, but recovered, and winked at John.

"Not bad, I like it."

"Actually, I have to go now. Bishop John, I will see you again sometime, Prince John, I owe you a drink."

He walked over to a cabinet, and got out some flour. He took it, and cut the bag opened. He walked out, but then threw the sack in between Bishop and Prince John.

"You have a mess to clean up." He laughed and quickly got to his helicopter, and flew away to his palace.
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The helicopter woke Cardinal Hughes up. He went to the kitchen, and saw the mess.
"God damn that man" he said jokingly. He motioned to a monk, and the monk came in, and cleaned up most of it.

Hughes sat down and said,
"I see you burned the sauce." He grinned again.

He no longer wore his formal dress, but a simple clerical suit ,with a trim of red.

The Prince sighed.

"Indeed. Sick man, he is." He chuckled as he removed the final burnt sauce from the stove. "Well, that's done, okay." He picked up his cell phone and called his brother. Cardinal Hughes looked confused.

"What are you doing?" The Prince smirked and pointed to the flour, and Cardinal Hughes shook his head.

"Evil little Prince." John winked as he connected.

The Prince sighed.

"Indeed. Sick man, he is." He chuckled as he removed the final burnt sauce from the stove. "Well, that's done, okay." He picked up his cell phone and called his brother. Cardinal Hughes looked confused.

"What are you doing?" The Prince smirked and pointed to the flour, and Cardinal Hughes shook his head.

"Evil little Prince." John winked as he connected.

Bishop John said "Maybe you should send Antonette to some school for naughty schoolboys, Prince John. Preferably with God as headmaster. He's probably got adult ADHD". He handed Prince John some wine to drink and smiled "This will calm you down" as he finished his last dish. He covered up his dishes with Silver covers and cleaned the benchtops. The last thing he did was labelled who owned the meals.

Cardinal Hughes laughed,
"He probably had too much to drink before he arrived."

Cardinal Hughes laughed,
"He probably had too much to drink before he arrived."

The Prince sighed. "What is this, 'Pick on the Prince day?' Anyways, the reason I called my brother is so that he would toss a bag of flour on Antonette." He grinned and took out his Oreo Cookie Dessert.

"Just like mom use to make. Here, have some."