NationStates Jolt Archive

With the unification of the great houses Calnuxia has named it first King, Baraca Dorajin. And with this great event we are formally inviting all great nations of the world to send a representative to attend the coronation ceremony.

The ceremony will consist of a welcoming party for all dignitaries, then the Coronation Ceremony, follow by three day of festivities.

All guests will have all expenses paid for by the Calnuxia government.

Calnuxia Foreign affair Department.

“This is Tappee Flight Eagle One, we are maintaining a holding pattern outside of Calnuxia Air Space. We have Chair Woman Jade Allenson on board, requesting permission for an approach vector.”

The pilot of Eagle One hated such formality, but such was the way of diplomacy. In truth he actually missed the old days of being a fighter pilot, over this baby sitting.

Our top diplomat, Conrad Usher will arrive in two days for the cememony.

There was a sonic bomb as the fighter jets that where escorting the Tappee flight flew over the runway. Baraca could feel the concussion hit his chest, and for a moment he was breathless.

Baraca stood at the end of the runway waiting patiently for the Tappee plane that was taxing the runway to make it’s way over.

On the outside Baraca looked only to be about 29, maybe 30. However, he was much older then that, he was about 117 years old. Thousands of years ago a genetic mutation gave the Calnuxians the gift of extended life, the average life span of a Calnuxian was about 2000 years, with the gift of long life came another gift, one Baraca wasn’t sure was a gift at all. All Calnuxians had wing, and as result most outsiders feared Calnuxians believing them either to be angels or demons. As a result they had kept them self’s hidden from the outside world, only recently had they choose to make contact with other. It all started When Baraca’s brother choose to marry and outsider.

It was this contact that had lead to a war among the many great house of Calnuxia, a war that nearly tore his people apart, a war that claimed his sisters life, and nearly his brothers. But under Baraca guidance the war had ended, he had brought enlightenment to his people and shown them that there were those outside that did not fear them.

Noticing that the plane had come to a complete stop before him, he stopped thinking about the past and towards the task at hand.

A lone female made her way down the ramp surrounded by a small army of security guards, she stopped directly in front of Baraca pausing for a moment.

“You have a lot of nerve coming here after all you have done to me” Baraca said sternly. The woman gave him a surprised, caught off guard by his comment. “Your kids have been driving me crazy” he said with a bit of a smile on his face.

Jade couldn’t help but chuckle at the comment “What not cut out for family life” she could help but take a quick jab at her brother in law “How are suppose to run a country if you can’t even handle a couple of kids”

As soon as the words left Jades mouth a little girl no older then three ran out from behind Baraca. “Mommy!” yelled out seeing her mother standing there. She jumped into Jades arms.

Lovingly Jade took her daughter into her arms “Have you been good for uncle Baraca”

The girl nodded her head, Jade glanced over at Baraca wondering if her daughter was telling the truth

Baraca smiled “That one is as stubborn as her father, and has mother tenacity. She going to be a great warrior like her parents”

With the current war that Tappee was fighting against NiMbus and the Imperial Forces of Steel Butterfly, Jade had feared for her children’s safety and asked Baraca to care for them.

Something that he was more then willing to do, in fact he had more then enjoyed. He had used the time to teach the children more about the Calnuxian way of life, in particular the way of the Warrior.

Jade gave Baraca a sharp look “Not if I have say about it” she wanted more for her children the war, she had seen to much of in one life time, and lost to many that were close to her, she didn’t want her children to know the pain that she had felt. She looked around and noticed that her other child, her youngest was not present “Where Jason?”

Baraca realizing that he had touched a sensitive topic was glad for the change of “Umm.. he at the palace taking a nap. If it’s ok with you I’d like for you to stay at the palace with me. But for the moment I have to stay here and meet those that are about to arrive.” He motioned at a waiting limo. “You look tired so why don’t you and Mak head there and have take some time to spend together, I’ll join you later.”

With Mak in one arm Jade used her free arm to give Baraca a hug “Thanks for everything that you have done for us, I’ll talk to you later” Casually she walked over the limo and got in, within moments it was on it’s way to the palace.

"Sir, I need your approval on a trip..."

"Give it here" A gruff man sat at a table with papers spread all over. Titles like Midlonia, Hogsweat, and Russian forces were the norm.

"Sir, its for a standard contact with a nation, umm.... Calnuxia, yes..."

Scribbling on the sheet, the man simply shot the paper to the young man's hand. "Sir, there's more than meets the eye about these people though..."

"Listen, Petrov, I have so much work to do its coming outta my ears, and Doop has just asked us to help them research for some immigration project... You haev full permission to do whatever it takes to complete whatever your mission is. Now please, get the hell outta my sight,"

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"Ilsa, why are you worrying? I know you're shaken up from last time, but Im sure these people aren't zealots, of any sort. Besides, if we have a problem, we can feel good that the government will just bomb them if push comes to shove..." Petrov said, laying in a fold out chair inside the Fb-13 aircraft.

"I still want a gun." Ilsa said, peering outside of a window.

"May your body be your weapon, wasn't that the motd a week ago?"

"Thats not what it meant, you know that..."

"No, but it sure does apply with you..."

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Message to the Calnuxian Government:

Thank you for the invitation, although it wasn't directed towards us directly. We are sending two agents from the Department of Watching Growth (04 department). We hope to create a strong diplomatic tie with you, and hope we can become good friends.

Department of Watching Growth

Baraca had spent most of the day meeting with diplomates as they arrived in Calnuxia, when on his his aids tapped him on the shoulder.

The aid handed Baraca a sheet of paper "Sir we've recieved this message from the Chellis government, how would you like us to respond."

Baraca took a moment to read the message


Message to the Calnuxian Government:

Thank you for the invitation, although it wasn't directed towards us directly. We are sending two agents from the Department of Watching Growth (04 department). We hope to create a strong diplomatic tie with you, and hope we can become good friends.

Department of Watching Growth

"Tell them that we look forward to their arrival, make arrangement for their agents to stay in the best hotel in Calnuxia." He hand the paper back the aid, he was looking forward to making new dilomatic contacts.

"We are now landing in Calnuxia. Please make sure seatbelts are locked in, and all lose items are placed in a secure fashion." Said the intercom, as the plane began to slow itself.

"You didn't talk about it the entire time, Petrov..." Ilsa said, walking around if only to spite the pilot.

"Talk about...?"

"They have wings!"

"Sometimes I think you have a tail, I don't talk about you...well, much" Petrov said, with a chuckle.

The plane landed on the airfield, the back of the aircraft opening. The Fb-13 was a bomber converted for defended transport missions(3 30mm cannons in defense, as well as chaff). Along with Petrov and Ilsa, 6 chellian guards had come along. They didn;t leave the aircraft however, and only would if a problem arised.

"Wow! Talk about a change in climate!" Ilsa said, feeling a wave of heat as she left the aircraft.

"Yes, yes... I heard we were going to be taken to a hotel? Hey, where's your laptop?" Petrov said, as he looked for their guide.

"Its in the plane. I'll get pilot to send it to us if I need it."

"You will need it."

"Just go stand around and look pretty. Big brother knows, you will probably end up hitting on these...winged... women here..."

"Leave it alone Ilsa... you're just jealous."

"Just...Just look for our guide, Ill go grab the damn laptop."

Baraca was leaning against the Limo as the Chellian plane landed. As the plane came to a stop he stood upright, and adjust his posture, making sure that he was more formal in appearance. Making some final adjustment to his suit he made his way to the back of the plane to great the Chellian agents as they made their way off the plane. Unlike most leader Baraca preferred to take a hands on approach, he dislike the fact of sending others to act his voice, feeling that it would lead to less confusion all around.

Barace sat there silently as the occupants of the plane made their off. He saw two of them having a serious discussion, casually he made his way over. As he got closer he extended his hand “Welcome to Calnuxia, I’m Baraca Dorajin” he choose to excluded the title of king, in truth he didn’t like the title, and had yet to be crowned king.

As Ilsa walked back to the plane, Petrov noticed Baruca. "Ohh, hello there." He said with a smile."I'd seen pictures, but they didn't bring out the beauty of the land."

"I got the laptop, happy?" Ilsa said, with a pout on her face.

"Ilsa...This is Baraca Dorajin... Ya know...Dorajin?"

"Ohh! Hello sir!" She said with an expression of surprise. Why is he meeting us in person?

"I was just telling him how much we enjoyed the landscape"

"Ohh, yes, indeed. For once in my life I want to take off my coat instead of get another, if you catch my drift." She said, very uncomfortably.

"Anyways... Im sure we have buisness to talk, the usual things chellis offers to up and coming nations and all that. Shall we set a time? Ilsa and I would like to absorb a bit of the culture first, walk through the streets and whatnot, if thats alright. But I ramble on, shall we go?" Petrov said, afraid that Ilsa was going to make a comment about the wings.

“As with most things there is time and place” answered Baraca with a bit of a smile on his face. “I will talk to my aids and try to set up a time that it is good for the both parties. However, if you will be so kind as to excuse me there is still much work for me to do. I look forward to seeing you at the dinner.”

Feeling that his duties here where do he turned and made is way over to a waiting vehicle, there were many more people that he would have to meet today.

"Err... I assume someone will pick us up to take us to the hotel? We don't exactly know our way around, if you catch my drift." Petrov said as Baraca began to walk away.

Baraca turned caught off guard be the mans question "Sorry where are my manners. A limo will be by shortly to collect you and your things" He reached into his pocket and pulled out his watch "They should be here in about ten minutes they will take you directly to the Hotel. Once there if you need any thing just feel free to call for the Hotel Manager. He will provide what ever assistance that you need."

Prime Minster Robert Sanders stepped off the plane to find only an empty tarmac. Although he had received an invitation to the event, he was not surprised at what he perceived as being a cold welcome. The history between Iaceo and the other member of Cave had not been a good one, with Sanders predecessors having attacked the other members of Cave time and time again.

However, Sanders had gone to great length to change relations but his country and their neighbours it had been to easy feat. Although Iaceo and Tappee had signed a formal peace accord, no such agreement had been reached between Calnuxia and Iaceo, a fact that he was hoping to change during his visit.

With nothing better to do he sat down on one the ramps steps and waited, in sign of good faith he had chosen not be accompanied by security personal. It wasn’t until now that he regretted the decision, at least he would have someone to talk too. After some time a limo pulled up in front of him.

Stepping out from behind the door a lone man made his way over. “Sorry Mr. Sanders, but the king has been other wise predisposed, he apologizes that he could not be here to meet you in person” the man motioned towards the car “If you will please follow me we will take you to your hotel, and your thing will be brought there.

Things were looking good in the Grand Duchy of Monte Ozarka. The economy, though young, was booming, and the country was at peace. The Archduke Philip IV, therefore, was for once not inside his office, poring over documents, but instead, outside on the golf course.

THWACK!

The Archduke shielded his eyes from the blinding sun as he followed the progression of his ball...all the way into the sand trap on the left-front corner of the green.

"Ah, crap. I need more practice," he muttered.

The man standing behind him then stepped forward to take his shot. "Not too bad of a shot, really, sir. From where it landed, you could pitch it pretty easily to the hole."

The Archduke chuckled and said, "Right, Robert. Way to suck up to the blue-blood."

The Archduke's golfing partner was no other than his Foreign Minister, Count Robert Werter. Stepping up to his ball, Robert said, "You know, sir, an interesting transmission was received earlier today." Taking a few practice swings, he continued, "It seems that Calnuxia is crowning a new king soon. They're inviting foreign dignitaries to the coronation and its accompanying events. I know how much you love the pomp and circumstance of coronations, so I thought you'd like to be informed."

"Calnuxia, huh?" Philip mused, "Do we have any diplomats there?"

"No, we don't, sir, but this can be an opportunity to get some people there."

"Alright, I'll go. A whole gaggle of royals...I'm trembling with excitement," the Archduke replied with a grin.

Chuckling, the Foreign Minister took a swing. The ball sailed high and landed on the green, where it proceeded to roll to a stop, six feet from the hole.

"Luck, sir. Pure luck."

Several days later...

The Archduke's personal jet slowed to a halt as various vehicles drove out from the distance towards the plane. The hatch opened, and a set of stairs was revealed. Two men dressed in black suits came down and stood on either side at the base of the stairs. Then, the Archduke emerged. With short light-brown hair and piercing grey-blue eyes, the Archduke was smartly dressed in a dark grey single-breasted suit with a blue tie. Behind him followed his personal secretary, Marquis Jean Ratignolle, and his accompanying staff.

As the Archduke Philip IV stepped down from the stairs, persons from the vehicles approached him.

As the Archduke made his way off the plane Baraca took a moment to look out at the setting sun. Watching the sun fall below the horizon reminder him how late it was getting, for the first time during the day he found himself growing tired of this.

As the Archduke stepped on to the tarmac Baraca realized that he still had a duty to full fill. Like he had done countless time during the day he made his way over with a smile on his face “Hello your highness, my name is Baraca Dorajin, and welcome to Calnuxia”

Shaking the soon-to-be king's hand, the Archduke greeted him.

"Hello, Mr. Dorajin. I'm honored and pleased to be here."

As Baraca led him to his transport, the Archduke grinned and said to Baraca, "To be frank, you look a bit run-down. Take the rest of the day off, and go relax. Have your assistants welcome the foreign dignitaries. A little R&R goes a long way. Besides, you gotta rest up for the big event."

Baraca shoot the Archduke a bit of smile “Maybe your right, I can’t do every thing by myself, there will come a time where I will have to let others to do my work. As for some R&R it sounds like an idea.”

Baraca took a moment to think “It would honour me if you joined my family and me for dinner.”

The Archduke replied, "I would be much honored to receive your request. However, first, I hope to get settled into my lodgings. Speaking of that, where are they? Perhaps you can just have the driver take me there."

“You will be staying in the best Hotel that the Calnuxia has to offer, not far from the palace. I will have the driver take you to the Hotel, and wait until you are ready to return for dinner.”

Looking to his right Baraca saw that his limo had arrived “Anyways I shall leave you so that I too can prepare for dinner.”

The Cenobriach, devout spritual leader of the Holy Empire of Macisikan and head of state of that nation, only glanced at the recognition bill before signing it into law.
A glance was enough.
"An invitation to the coronation of a new king eh?" the Cenobriach asked, plucking off the post-it note attatched to the bill. "Well, we can't be rude and ignore that," he pointed at the person who had handed him the document. "Bishop Aldir, respond positively to this."
The bishop bowed from the waist.
"Holiness."

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Communiqué to the Clanuxian Government
Although the inivation to the coronation of your king was not directed at our nation directly, we thank you for it.
We shall dispatch an emissary to attend the coronation, with a view to establishing closer diplomatic ties between our two nations.
We would appreciate it greatly if you would tell us if you have any preference as to the character of our emissary, as some nations prefer that we not dispatch members of the clergy in political roles.
It is the fervent hope of the Holy Empire of Macisikan that we may develop a positive diplomatic relations.

Bishop Serpens Aldir, Minister for External Affairs.

Communiqué to the Clanuxian Government
Although the inivation to the coronation of your king was not directed at our nation directly, we thank you for it.
We shall dispatch an emissary to attend the coronation, with a view to establishing closer diplomatic ties between our two nations.
We would appreciate it greatly if you would tell us if you have any preference as to the character of our emissary, as some nations prefer that we not dispatch members of the clergy in political roles.
It is the fervent hope of the Holy Empire of Macisikan that we may develop a positive diplomatic relations.

Bishop Serpens Aldir, Minister for External Affairs.

Please send the representive that you feel would best repsent the beliefs and veiws of your. If you feel the sending a member of the clergy would be the best person to represent you then by all means send a member of the clergy. We await the arrival of your representive.

Calnuxia foreign Affairs

As Baraca entered the room he could hear children’s laughter, he wasn’t at all surprised to find Jade playing with her kids. Thing like this were unknown to Baraca as his own father had taught him nothing but the warrior way, and had thought that playing with his children was a sign of weakness, but seeing Jade play with her children only made him realize how wrong his father had been.

“I hate to interrupt but I just thought that you would like to know that we will ber having quest over for dinner”

Jade gave her brother in law a smile. "I guess that would mean that you want me and the kids to get all dressed up doesn't"

The throne room, the Divine Sanctuary, Arn-Maciska, The Holy Empire of Macisikan.

The throne room was dark and empty, save for four figures who stood at the centre of that great, cold, still chamber.
Very few people who did not live in Macisikan would have recognised three of the four; Archcardinal Juan Perez, leader of the House of Lords, Premier Elgiva Vattyen, leader of the House of Deputies, and First Minister Akir Dettaine, head of the Imperial government.
The fourth was Bishop Serpens Aldir, the foreign minister.
"How is he?" asked the bishop in hushed tones.
"It's getting worse", replied the Archcardinal softly.
"He's in no condition to even sign his name, let alone select an emissary for a state visit" murmured the First Minister.
"It's a very important event, in a nation we wish to be friends with" the Archcardinal said in a dry whisper.
"But the four of us are needed here" the Premier said, breaking the silence and causing the other three to wince.
"A duke, a cardinal, maybe two, otherwise we could be seen to be insulting them," Bishop Aldir did not raise his voice.
"What about Deacon Makor? You know, that Deacon Makor?" asked the Premier.
The First Minister was scandilised.
"He's only a deacon! To a state wedding! That would be an insult!"
"But..." the Archcardinal was speaking the way people do when they aren't really seeing the people in front of them, "the deacon is his brother."
Bishop Aldir tapped his chin thoughtfully.
"And if we add a high ranking member of the Lords, and a cardinal..."
"... it won't look so bad." finished the First Minister. "Do it."
The small gathering left the darkened chamber, leaving it cold and empty.

Communiqué to the Clanuxian Government
After much consideration we have determined that a joint mission is required in order to represent the imperial government and our nation.
The delegation will consist of Deacon Makor Saniril, brother of His Holy Majesty, the Cenobriach, Cardinal Sandro Vasard, and Duchess Marie de Inton.
It is hoped that after the coronation they may be able to open negotiations to establish proper relations between our nations.
May the blessings of heaven be upon your nation and your king.

Bishop Serpens Aldir, Minister for External Affairs.

"Sir, we have just picked a transmission fromthe planet of Calnuxia. It is dated several days old, seeing as we are very far away from their planet."
"Hmm, well, what does it say?"
"Basicly that they are crowning a new king, and that they want people to come."
"Right. Helm, as fast as possible to the planet of Calnuxia."
"Yessir. We will be they in approximatly 7 hours."
"Allright. I hope they have good food. Ill be ready for dinner by the time we get there..."

Communique to Calnuxia

All though your message was not sent directly to us, we have accepted it. Our fleet will be there within 7 hours, and we hope to establish a diplomaticly benificial relationship with you. We do not bring our entire fleet as a sign of military power, only as protection as pirate attacks are very common in our sector. We have several warlords as well, so we do have quite a large navy. We hope we can become the best of friends.

Khirabatii President, Taecano Siiya.

A small streak zipped through the air, leaving a tiny trail lasting only moments. At incredible speeds, a F/A-22 Raptor came tearing down out of the clouds.

Looking at his sensors, Ein noticed he would be reaching Calnuxia airspace shortly. He gave a nod to his sensor readouts.

"It is about time. Computer, get me a comm link to Calnuxia."

The computer responded after a few moments, "Comm channel seven-nine open Commander Ein."

"Thank you." Punching in some commands he opened the channel, "This is the LZAU Imperium, I am a diplomat to the Empire of Lord Zero. I will be arriving shortly, if of course I am allowed. I carry words of peace, and hope to establish mutual relations between are two peoples."

His jet continued to race forwards, seemingly tearing the air, this was obviously a modified unit, but carried no visible weapons, and was in transit mode, no weapons systems online. Upon reaching Calnuxia airspace, he shot straight up without crossing over just yet. Waiting to be accepted.

Communique to Calnuxia

All though your message was not sent directly to us, we have accepted it. Our fleet will be there within 7 hours, and we hope to establish a diplomaticly benificial relationship with you. We do not bring our entire fleet as a sign of military power, only as protection as pirate attacks are very common in our sector. We have several warlords as well, so we do have quite a large navy. We hope we can become the best of friends.

Khirabatii President, Taecano Siiya.

We look forward to your arrival, and your representive was been formally invited to the pre celebration dinner, that will be held at the Royal palace.

Calnuxian Foreign Affairs

A lone voice came across the radio at the Calnuxian Airport control tower

"Thank you." Punching in some commands he opened the channel, "This is the LZAU Imperium, I am a diplomat to the Empire of Lord Zero. I will be arriving shortly, if of course I am allowed. I carry words of peace, and hope to establish mutual relations between are two peoples."

Hearing the message the radio operator glanced over at the Foriegn affairs advisor who had the final say to who could, or could not enter the country.

The radio operator quickly got a reassuring nod

"This is Calnuxian control tower to LZAU Imperium diplomate you have been clear to enter Calnuxian airspace. Be advise that you are invited to the pre celebration dinner which will be starting shortly, if you wish to attend you better hurry"

Hearing the reply, Ein smiled.

"Roger Calnuxain Control, I shall be arriving shortly." Clicking his transciever off, he pushed on his afterburners and headed to town.

From the streets a blur was seen racing across the sky, much like a solid beam of energy, the pilot keep the plane high enough to not damage anything with the shockwave, yet close enough so that some could see the basic salute of the design, before speeding past. The jet quickly reached the airfield, slowing rapidly, and landing gently upon the runway.

After the jet came to a halt, the cockpit kicked open, realesing a fresh burst of air into the pilot. Getting out, he quickly shed the pilot's suit, fpor a more comfortable, and presentable tuxido. He looked about, "Hmm... nice place they have here, I believe my lord would be happy to visit."

The man was about in his twenties, so it seemed. He had a dark blonde hair, and a slight gotee, and some small glasses. His eyes were glowing green, as if emeralds inhabited the holes instead of eyes. He was waiting on some kind of arrival.

A lone limo came to a stop near the aircraft that had just landed. Night was beginning to blanket the landscape, and as a result more and more light were being turned on.

Getting out from the limo the Calnuxian foreign affairs rep could see a man waiting beside the craft, waiting to be picked up. The rep glanced down at his watch, taking note of the time, the dinner would be starting shortly, he would have to hurry things along. Quickly he made his way over.

He extend his hand as sign of good faith. “I’m sorry that King Baraca could not be here to great you in person, but he is at the place preparing for dinner. If you would like I could take you directly there, or to your hotel if you would like to freshen up?”

He sat back and awaited the mans response

Jade made the final adjustments to her dress. Looking into the mirror she realized how much she hated these things, she was trained for combat, not matter of state. However, people were often forced to do things that they particularly don’t enjoy, but such is the way of things. She let out a bit of a sigh, preparing herself for hour of boredom and idle meaningless chatter.

A knock on the door startled her making sure that she was ready she walked across the room and opened the door expecting to find Baraca on the other side. Instead she found one her aid waiting.

He handed her a file “It was labelled urgent, for them the tribunal, and requires your immediate attention.”

Stepping in hallway took the file she broke open the security seal and began looking it over. “Thanks” giving her aid cue to leave.

A thought disturbed her. Looking at the figures she realized how many people had died in the past few hour, died fighting what some had argued was her own personal war. With the assassination of her husband she had thrown Tappee back in to the war. While those forces where out fighting and dieing she was half way across the galaxy getting ready for a state dinner worried about the way she looked. A though that almost made her want to vomit.

Baraca noticed Jade standing in the hallway reading something, he wasn’t sure what, but from he could tell she wasn’t happy about it.

“What are you reading if you don’t mind me asking” he gave her a bit of a smile in an attempt to make her fell better. “Or is classified information.

Glancing at the man, Ein smiled, "I shall naturally forgive this, as I am sorry I am late. I believe heading to dinner will work, that ride there was enough freshing up for me."

Walking towards the limo, Ein smiled. He liked this country, he liked it well. Getnly he looked back towards the sky, it was a beautiful place, and he was late.

Jade glanced up from the file to see Baraca standing there. She looked around to make sure that they where alone.

“Oh, it nothing overly important, just the casualty figures from the front.”

All information of any importance went through her first, from there a decision was made on how to act upon. Jade was the lead chair for the Intelligence Tribunal, Tappee’s ruling body. Her position made technically made her the most powerful person in Tappee, even more then the president. However, for the moment the President had the power to run the country, something that she could remove at any time.

“Our force have captured a planet know as Steel Isle, a planet in the Orion Sector, but it was a costly victory."

Baraca could understand what she felt no one like to see the loss of life. “Such is the price of war.” Calnuxian where raised from birth for combat. For the longest time Calnuxia was in turmoil as a result, until Baraca came along and argued for peace. “However, war should be avoid at all cost”

Jade shoot Baraca glare “Don’t even start with that peace talk” their was angry passion to her voice. “They destroyed an entire city of 300,000 people to serve their own needs.” She closed up the file and took a step closer to Baraca. “Not too mention that they killed my husband, your brother, I will stop them no matter the cost”

She started walking down the hallway, but paused a few away from Baraca. “I have some things to take care first then I’ll join later.”

Baraca watched his sister in law storm off, from what he had heard it was not a good idea to push her while she was upset. Deciding to let her be he made his way to the main lobby, along the way he was stopped by one his aids.

“Your highness, I don’t mean to interrupt” apologized the aid “But this here is here is the diplomat from Lord Zero, he arrived late, and did not get a formal greeting” he motioned to the man standing beside him.

Baraca lowered his head to the man “I am Baraca Dorjin, and I must apologize for my arrogance, I should have meet you when you arrived as I did all my guests.”

Grining Ein grasped the man's hand in a tight shake. "It was no problem. I after all was a tad bit rude in my lateness. I do hope you can forgive me for that. My Lord sends his compliments, and hopes that our two nations can coexsist peacefully. He has also asked me to extend to you any help you may desire."

Ein took a slight bow, "But where are my mannors? I have yet to introduce myself, I am Commander Ein Stardiver, Elite Specail Ops member. I also double as a diplomat, my Lord's country sends many people into foriegn lands in the heat of war. We go to negotiate of course, but one can never be too careful, the nation we extend our hand to, may...not always be capable of watching my Lord's diplomats."

Ein looked again to the sky, admiring its beauty, before turning back to the man, looking into his eyes, he studied him. Curious about these people, wondering what he was to witness exactly at this gathering.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Jade enter the room. He put his arm in to the air a waved her over, it was not long until she joined the two men “Mr Stardiver, I would like too introduce my sister in law, Jade Allenson. I think that the two of you share much in common. Jade here was a member of Tappee intelligence service known as the first X, and like you now she’s more of a diplomat then a soldier.”

Jade smiled “But always a soldier at hart”

Realizing that she had forgot her manners she extended her toward Mr Stardive “It’s nice to meet Mr. Stardiver. Tell me what do you think of Calnuxia”

A blue Portal opened 40KM away from the Planet. It shimmered for a few seconds before a huge Metal Gear ROBIN flew through it. The 20KM Long vessel was commandeered by no man other than Lord Liquidus Snake of Outer Heaven Mark II...

Liquidus cleared his throat, and looked around the Bridge. When he felt ready, he nodded towards the Ensign. The Ensign keyed in a few commands, and a Communication Link was opened. Liquidus cleared his throat again and then said, "This is Lord Liquidus Snake of the Systems of Outer Heaven Mark II. I am here to attend the Coronation and open Diplomatic ties. Over." he finished. He nodded to the Ensign, who deactivated the Comm. on this side, and awaited a hail to comfirm and to land.

"It is good to met you Mrs.Jade, I agree with that. We soldiers never lose our spirits that's for sure." Taking her hand, he gace it a peck upon her knuckles. "What do I think? Well, I find this country to be simply stunning, it is quite beautiful, especailly the sky. These peopel are quite intresting, my Lord would be happy to meet with them as he-."

Lost in the moment, Ein nearly said something he had not meant to say, but he quickly regained his self-control. "That is, of course assuming it is allowed for furture visits and such. He would have come today, but dealings at home draw his attiention elsewhere."

The plane was a typical commercial jet, indistinguishable from the hundreds of others in the world, save for the flag of the Holy Macisikani Empire on the side.
It was approaching Calnuxian airspace at the rate of knots, the pilot doing his best to compromise between the need for safety, and the need to get his increasingly annoyed passengers to their destination on time.
Finally the destination appeared.
"Calnuxian air traffic control, this is Macisikani diplomatic flight 154 from Arn-Maciska, we are requesting entry to your airspace and landing clearance at Calnuxia Airport. We are carrying the imperial representatives on a state visit."

Jade nodded in agreement “I would have to agree with Mr. Stardiver. The Calnuxian people are most interesting. However, they tend to be rather secluded, I myself am not as familiar with their culture as I should, and my husband was Calnuxian”

Slightly puzzled by her remark of, 'was' Ein figured he must have died, but felt it rude to ask. "Perhaps one day both of us will know more, now more so as they have decided to open their borders."

A blue Portal opened 40KM away from the Planet. It shimmered for a few seconds before a huge Metal Gear ROBIN flew through it. The 20KM Long vessel was commandeered by no man other than Lord Liquidus Snake of Outer Heaven Mark II...

Liquidus cleared his throat, and looked around the Bridge. When he felt ready, he nodded towards the Ensign. The Ensign keyed in a few commands, and a Communication Link was opened. Liquidus cleared his throat again and then said, "This is Lord Liquidus Snake of the Systems of Outer Heaven Mark II. I am here to attend the Coronation and open Diplomatic ties. Over." he finished. He nodded to the Ensign, who deactivated the Comm. on this side, and awaited a hail to comfirm and to land.

Official Responce

Very well Lord Liquidus Snake, you have been cleared to enter Calnuxian airspace. Unfortantly King Baraca will be unable to great you as you arrive, as he is currently engaged at a formal dinner being held at the place. A dinner that you and your guest have been invited to

Calnuxian foreign Affairs

Baraca shifted about uncomfortably, he didn’t like the way this conversation. “You right Mr Stardiver, I can only hope that under my leadership we can show other the wonders of our culture, while at the same time remaining how we are.”

Out of the corner of his eye he notice some other delegates make their way in the lobby. “If you will excuse me I will leave to Jades company, as I have other to talk too, or if you want can join me, I look forward to hearing more about your people Mr. Stardiver.”

"Sure, meeting the others is quite important." Turning to Jade, he gave a curt bow, "M'lady."

Ein turned back to Baraca, eyeing him curiously, "Yes, I would be only to happy to tell you of my people. I can assure you that going interantional does not cahnge your people, only in slight ways will anything change, and the change is nothing more than a faster evolution of your people."

OOC: I'm off to bed, Ishall return tommorrow or so, laters.

Robert made his way around the room, like his arrival he found himself alone. Across the room he saw Jade Allenson, and Baraca Dorjin talking to some man he did know. Deciding to take chance he quickly made his way across room. He gave Jade a gentle node “Mrs Allenson you look good as all ways.” He glanced over at Baraca “We didn’t have the pleasure of meeting at the airport my name if Robert Sanders, Prime Minster of Iaceo”

Liquidus routed manual control to his Pad, and anwsered "Copy Calnuxia. Thank you." A joystick popped out of the armrest beside Liquidus. He took it, and set the speed to 1/2. "Here goes..." Liquidus muttered under his breath. He took the ROBIN in...

Something big a bright glinted off the Calnuxian sky. Was it a plane? Was it a Bird? It was a Bird, but a bird made of Quantum armour and Silver. A Bird that spanned 20KM each way. A Bird that made a few tweeting noises, and has the words MGROBIN 00X-2 under it's wings. The huge Bird swooped, and started to fly downwards. Now Big Engines could be seen, spurting out Red Fire. The Engines stopped, the Bird swooped, and landed perfectly on a landing Pad next to the Palace...

A huge shake was felt throughout the Khirabatii fleet, and they were suddenly pulled out of their jump.
"Sir!"
"I see it! The damn pirates pulled an asteroid into our path so the automatic correction system pulled us out. Dammit, open fire on all enemy units. Give em hell."
"Yessir. All batteries have opened fire and ships are launching fighters. We have sustained minmal damage."
"Allright. Keep up the firing, and get ready to jump as soon as we get teh chance. Only launch 1/5 of our fighters."
"Yessir."

15 frigates and destroyers along with 1 carrier, appeared in front of the Khirabatii fleet and opened fire on them immediatly.

"Shit! Sir, they outnumber us 2:1. They appear to be Warlord ships. Not a pirate group. It must be more than one Warlord seeing as none of them have 4 by themselves."
"Yes, it appears so. Well, turn us around and jump."
"But what about the fighters?!"
"We dont have time, and they can jump as soon as they get the opportunity. GO!"
"Yessir!"

They Khirabatii vessles took of back to their homeworld, wondering who in the blazes had that many vessels in the area.

"Contact Calnuxia and ask if they have any enemies of sufficient military capability to do this."
"Yessir. Message sent."
"Hopefully it was just the Warlords..."

OOC: yeah, me too. Im gonna go catch some zzz's. tata

A huge shake was felt throughout the Khirabatii fleet, and they were suddenly pulled out of their jump.
"Sir!"
"I see it! The damn pirates pulled an asteroid into our path so the automatic correction system pulled us out. Dammit, open fire on all enemy units. Give em hell."
"Yessir. All batteries have opened fire and ships are launching fighters. We have sustained minmal damage."
"Allright. Keep up the firing, and get ready to jump as soon as we get teh chance. Only launch 1/5 of our fighters."
"Yessir."

15 frigates and destroyers along with 1 carrier, appeared in front of the Khirabatii fleet and opened fire on them immediatly.

"Shit! Sir, they outnumber us 2:1. They appear to be Warlord ships. Not a pirate group. It must be more than one Warlord seeing as none of them have 4 by themselves."
"Yes, it appears so. Well, turn us around and jump."
"But what about the fighters?!"
"We dont have time, and they can jump as soon as they get the opportunity. GO!"
"Yessir!"

They Khirabatii vessles took of back to their homeworld, wondering who in the blazes had that many vessels in the area.

"Contact Calnuxia and ask if they have any enemies of sufficient military capability to do this."
"Yessir. Message sent."
"Hopefully it was just the Warlords..."

OOC: yeah, me too. Im gonna go catch some zzz's. tata

ooc: I would like to keep this as a peaceful RP, with out any fighting.
however, here is the situation. Calnuxia does not have any space forces. it is located on a planet called Cave. Cave is shared by a number of different nations, Calnuxia, Iaceo, Tappee, and Eruditio. Tappee has as a defensive alliance with every member of Cave, and it space force is extremely larger, and would slaughter the pirate attack alone, not to mention the orbital defense platforms (benfits of home field advantage). It would be over even before it begun. Throw in the Iaceo, and Erudito forces, it would not be pretty.

*sigh* worries about getting draw in to another conflict.

ooc: although nearly half my force is away fighting a war, for defensive reason I have kept the other half at standby in system, for a possible counter act. Anyone that enter the systems that is not authorized will be engaged by Tappee Military personal.

With a slight hiss, the Boarding Ramp came down. Liquidus Snake, Commodore Sil'ver, and Four Armed Cobra Elite Guards came down the ramp. Liquidus took a deep breath. "Ahh...nothing like Fresh Air after a long Deep Space Travel...don't you think Commodore?" Liquidus asked. The Commodore smiled, "I'm sorry sir, but I like the air from a musty big Warship more than any fresh air." he said. Liquidus shook his head.

The Guards walked on ahead, using their masks to find any kind of trouble. Soon they took their posistions around Liquidus and the Commodore again, not finding anything. Liquidus straightened himself out, and headed into the Palace, the others close behind.

As Liquidus made his way of the ship, a member of the Calnuxian Royal court greeted him

The repsentive lowered his had as a sign of respect “Welcome to Calnuxia Lord Liquidus, if you will follow me, I shall take you to meet king Baraca.”

"Thank you, Commodore." he said. The Commodore followed Liquidus into the building.

OOC: Sorry I’ve had computer problems, and been rather busy at work. Let’s move this ahead a little to the end of the evening. The coronation will start soon

IC:

Baraca closed the door as he entered the room, it had proven to be a rather long with both meeting the dignitaries and the dinner. Tomorrow however, will be just as long, with the coronation and the dinner.

Taking the closest seat in the room he let out a giant sigh, and took a moment to look over the events of the past few days. He wondered if the path that he was leading his people in would be the right one, being isolationist had its advantages. One would could only look at Calnuxia’s neighbour of Tappee to see the dangers of conversing with outsiders, Tappee had been drawn in to an intergalactic war with no end in sigh. Is that what he wanted for his people, War. He quickly put the thought his head, his people had been at war, with them selves. Petty feuds between the great house had led to in fighting, and it was his hope that rallying his people under one leader that this fighting could be avoid, fighting that had claimed the life of his sister, and almost took his brother. Deep down he knew that he was doing the best thing for his people.

OOC: Okay...

Baraca closed his eye’s and said a silent prayer as the doors opened before him. The sight before him was an awesome sight to behold. The room the Baraca was about to enter was Calnuxia’s main church and he was here to be crowned Calnuxia’s first king.

The room itself was a mammoth one, with room for nearly two thousand people. The half circle room had two level, the first being ground level, the second being a balcony that was located directly above where Baraca was standing. Only member of the great houses where allowed to sit on the main floor, all other had to sit on the second level. Statues of Calnuxia’s great historical figure where spread through out the room along the walls in between the wooden support beams. The light that was provide came from several giant pained windows, each window was a depiction of the crest of each of the great houses of Calnuxia, there were seven such windows in total, the largest being located at the front to the room. The piques that the crowd seat one where made of solid oak, like the wooden support beam that rose from the ground the support the roof. Edged in the support beams was an ancient text that had long been forgotten.

There was so much history in this room thought Baraca, it was fitting that one of Calnuxia greatest event would be taking place in this room. With is thought in place he made his way through the door, and paused as he entered the room hall.

The sounds of trumpets could be heard signalling his arrival. The crowd rose to their feet and turned their gaze towards him. For a brief moment there was silence as every one waited, with his entourage behind him Baraca slowly started to make his way towards the front of the hall. As he passed each row of seats, the person at the end of the row would light a torch; it was a sign that they had accepted his rule. Baraca continued his journey until he had passed all the rows on the main floor until he was at the front of the hall standing before the ‘Jajorina’, the Church of Calnuxia’s head priest.

Lowering his head Baraca extend his wings out until they could go no further, as he dropped down on to one knee he brought his wings back in. “Jajorna” said Baraca with his head still lowered “I have gained the confidence of the great houses, and ask that I be named king to of the land.”

The Jajorina stepped around Baraca and addressed the hall. “With the fires of each house lit, it is clear that you all have accept Baraca Dorajin as your king, and have given him your blessing.” The priest turned and made his way over to table. Reaching down to took the sword that was located on the table. Quietly he walked back over to where Baraca was still kneeling, the priest now stood in front of Baraca. “Baraca Dorajin” the Jajorina’s voice echoed though the hall. “As the Jajorina of the great church of Calnuxia I present you with the sword of power, he who hold the sword, will serve as the protector of this great land. Do you accept this great responsibility.” The priest extend the sword to Baraca.

Lifting his head for the first time Baraca reached out and took the sword “I will protect this land with my life, if the need be”

The priest placed his hand on Baraca shoulder. “Then you have to blessing of both the people of Calnuxia, as well as the church. Now rise Baraca Dorajin, King of Calnuxia.”

As Baraca rose to feet cheering could be heard through out the hall, Calnuxia was now united under a single leader for the time on it’s history.

ooc: the party will start soon

Liquidus watched apprehensively as Baraca was crowned. Liquidus was never a Crowned Leader. He'd brought his once exiled people to nce on Serpantis Prime, Earth's First Prison World. The Serpantians (Liquidus' People), had united all the other In-mates of the Prison, and in a two day y war, they had captured the Prison entirely. Liquidus was elected Leader, and they turned the Prison World into something resembling a Fortress World. A few attacks were executed on the Planet, but none succeeded, and eventually, Serpantis was left alone. With many natural resources, the Fortress Planet slowly changed into a huge City Planet, with alot of Orbital Defences. Within Ten Years, the peoples of Serpantis Prime, and Liquidus, had made themselves the Empire of Outer Heaven Mark II.

Angry at Earth, the Serpantians attacked, and ted several Minor Colony Worlds, and set up defesnes almost immediately. Within a few Months, Earth had launched an attack on Outer Heaven, but their Fleet failed miserably, and some new technologies had fallen into Outer Heavens' hands. Eventually, Earth stopped attacking Outer Heaven, and asked that they didn't take any Colony Worlds of Great Importance. Liquidus agreed, but continued to expand his Empire, taking over either Planets with no life, or Planets aligned with Earth. Within Five Years after, Outer Heaven stopped, and also became one of the First Nations to discover how to use Sub-Space/Temporal Technologies, only a few Years behind Indra Prime. And so, after this, Outer Heaven started to explore the farther reaches of Space, and started to utilise Temporal Technologies. And here Liquidus was a few years later, hoping to ally to the Nation of Calnuxia...

Baraca sat back in his chair and placed his hand over his stomach, the dinner had been very filling. After the coronation ceremony a great feast had been held, and the evening celebration were beginning.

Deciding that now was as good of any, he thought that it would be a good idea to continue where he had left off the other night and make further diplomatic contact with those that had attended. Casually he made his way through the crowd that had gather talking to the odd person for awhile until he moved on the next person. This continued until he ran in to someone that he had not had the opportunity to speak with the night before.

He extend his hand to the man before him as a sign of good faith “Lord Liquidus, I must apologize for not having the opportunity of speaking with you last night. My advisers had told me that you have arrived, but I could not get around to meeting you face to face”

Jade rested her chin in the palm of her hand, and stared blankly at the glass of wine that was still half full sitting front of her, she probably was the only one that was not enjoying the evening festivities. It wasn’t that she was not happy for Baraca, she felt that he would turn out to be a good leader, it was that she wasn’t sharing this moment with the person that had fought the hardest to make this possible, her husband.

Her husband had been the one of the most influential people in the fight to end the feuds and the violence between the great houses, it was these actions that had cause him to be forced in exile. However, it was during the exile that the two had meet falling in love and started a family. Her husbands words of peace did not fall on deaf ears, another would take up the cause, that person was Baraca, her husband’s older brother. Jades husband had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now she sat her alone, not able to share it with him.

The full weight of the events of the past few months came crashing down her. Her husbands murder, the war that her country was now locked in, and now this, where almost to much to take.

She had always though of her self as strong person, but even the strongest person has a breaking point.

Liquidus took the hand and shook it. "King Baraca, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said. He let go of Baraca's hand, "I was there during the ceremony, very illustrious indeed. Now, I assume you wish to speak about alliances?" Liquidus asked.

“ah, you want to talk about alliances” said Baraca quietly so that the others around him couldn’t hear him “Then there are some people that I think you should meet”

Baraca motioned for one his aids to come over, the aid quickly made her way through the crowd and over to where Baraca and Liquidus where standing. “What can I do you for you my highness”

Baraca answer came quickly “I would like you to find the Iaceo Prime minister Robert Sanders, and tell him that his presence is requested in my study, and find Mrs Allenson, tell her the same.”

The aid lower her head slightly “Consider it done, sir” and she turned to go complete the task that had been given to her

Again Baraca turned back toward Lord Liquidus “If you would be so kind as to follow me” Baraca lead Liquidus through to crowd and down several hallways until they reached a dead end that had a single. Baraca place his hand on a pad that was located beside the door causing it to open. The two stepped through the door and into the study.

Books lined the walls of the circular room, with ladders that led to the upper floors of the room, which contained more books. A pair of couches sat parallel to each other with a giant oak desk located at the end.

“Please make your self comfortable while we wait for the other to join us.” Said Baraca as he strolled across the room to a section of book. With his left hand he place his finger on a single book and pulled the top part of the book towards him. Suddenly the section of book moved back and separated in the middle moving in opposite direction to revile a hidden bar. Once the section of books was clear the bar slid forward so that it could be access much more easily. “Would you like any thing to drink Lord Liquidus?”

Baraca shifted about on the couch to make himself a bit more comfortable, his meet with Lord Liquidus was done. Now he sat alone in his office, alone to his thoughts and the glass of scotch, it turned out to be a long night. He caught motion out of the corner of his eye, he turned just in time to see Jade walk out from behind the door. He wanted to stand but found that the ground had become unsteady as a result of all the scotch. Giving up he just fell back into his seat

“You must forgive me” said Baraca in an apologetic tone “I’ve been a rather poor host, I haven’t had a chance to sit down all visit with my favourite sister in law” swinging his arm out clumsily he motioned for her to have a seat “Can I offer you drink”

“You must forgive me” said Baraca in an apologetic tone “I’ve been a rather poor host, I haven’t had a chance to sit down all visit with my favourite sister in law” swinging his arm out clumsily he motioned for her to have a seat “Can I offer you drink”

Jade adjusted her dress so that she could more easily take her seat. “Actually I’m your only sister in law.” She could help but chuckle on inside as to how drunk Baraca actually was he was beginning to slur his word. “And no I’m ok, I don’t need a drink. Drinking is generally frowned upon in Tappee.

Looking around the room she as amazed at the beauty of it all, it seemed like such a tranquil place. “I’ve never had the opportunity to thank you for that you have done for me and my family I would have been lost without you.” It was out of character for her to every rely on another person for help, little alone to ask for the help that she had asked of Baraca.

Smiling Baraca leaned forward, nearly spilling his drink in the process “No it is I who should thank you” standing Baraca made his way over to a picture on the wall, it was a picture of Cal. Baraca’s brother, and Jades husband. “For as long as I had known my brother he was never happy, he always looked older then he was. However, all that changed when he meet you, the years that he spent with you were happy one, and for that I should thank you.”

Baraca turned so that he was facing Jade. “So let me help you some more, let me help you deal with the one that are responsible for Cal’s death. Let my soldier fight along yours”

Rising from her seat Jade walked over to Baraca and placed hands on his shoulders. “I can’t allow you to do this.” She looked deeply into his. Your people don’t have the resources to fight this type of battle. Baraca you will be a great king, don’t let war be your legacy to future generations. Besides Cal would have never wanted to happen like this.” To two shared a bit of a chuckle. Jade demeanour changes “Trust me, the time for vengeances will come, but in the mean time create a future for your people.” The two stood there for a moment considering her words “Now King Baraca, I believe your people await their king."