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This is for roleplaying the cabin courtship thing for Her Highness.

ALLOWED COUNTRIES

- Cartoria

- Hamptonshire

- FascistWhiteStates

- Dr_Twist

- Celdrone

Names in red have been eliminated.

Philip Rhodes would like to know if her highness objects to his smoking a pipe...

(Since FWS farmers plant 500,000 acres of tobacco... Basically 98% of all males over 12 use tobacco in one form or another)

Philip Rhodes would like to know if her highness objects to his smoking a pipe...

(Since FWS farmers plant 500,000 acres of tobacco... Basically 98% of all males over 12 use tobacco in one form or another)

Not really, but do it outside.

Philip Rhodes would like to know if her highness objects to his smoking a pipe...

(Since FWS farmers plant 500,000 acres of tobacco... Basically 98% of all males over 12 use tobacco in one form or another)

Not really, but do it outside.

Okay.

ooc do you want me to pose arrivle or are we already in the cabin?

"Charlie Blue, this is Alpha November Tango One, we are entering the Landing Area. Request permission to land," said the chopper pilot into his microphone, leaning over in his seat to see the LZ.

"Alpha November Tango One, this is Charlie Blue, you have permission granted. Green for landing," replied the tower. In fact, the "tower" was just a renovated porta-potty in the Perimeter Guard's HQ.

As the helicopter landed, Rachel stepped daintily down the ladder onto the soft meadow grass. She was wearing a pair of sandals, short, cutoff jeans, and a tank top.

After she had picked up her luggage and waved goodbye, she walked toward the cabin.

ooc do you want me to pose arrivle or are we already in the cabin?
OOC: Post arrival.

OOC: I'm starting the RP with Tom flying to the cabin in his helicopter.

IC:

Tom was sitting in the back of the huge helicopter, he was practicing what he was going to say when he first saw Rachel. He wasn't a bit nervous, but he is feeling the pressure of making a great first impression. As the helicopter lowered itself near the cabin he readied himself for this new experience.

When the chopper landed, the crew picked up his bags while Tom picked up a bouquet of rare Hamptonian Mountain Tulips. Dressed in what he likes to call "rugged casual wear", hiking boots, khaki pants, and a denim shirt, he stepped out of the helicopter with bouquet in hand.

Now it was time to meet the Queen.

Rachel was in her room, unpacking her things. She had a lot of things.

Another chopper lands soon after the one that delivered the Queen. It is quickly unloaded of the few supplies required for Andy to bring. Then 10 large crates with warnings of flamibility are unloaded.


Fifteen minutes later a small one man fighter lands at the same location. The pilot, Andrew Wolfe, steps out and removes his helmet. He begins going through his things to make sure that everything is in order. As he comes across the large crates he nods. He then turns to the queen and bows deeply. "Your Honor, I am Prince Andy of Cartoria. These crates as you are most likely wondering are filled with fireworks. I figured we could have a small party tonight if that is acceptable."

"Drop the things off in the room boys," Tom said to the flight crew as he was walking to the cabin. "and then get out of here as fast as possible."

With all of the bags in the room, Tom began to unpack. He placed the flowers in a vase, and turned to the suitcases. "You think someone could invent a suitcase that unpacks itself. It could make millions." he sighed as he began to unpack.

As soon as I'm done here, he thought to himself, I've got to find Rachel.

Another chopper lands soon after the one that delivered the Queen. It is quickly unloaded of the few supplies required for Andy to bring. Then 10 large crates with warnings of flamibility are unloaded.


Fifteen minutes later a small one man fighter lands at the same location. The pilot, Andrew Wolfe, steps out and removes his helmet. He begins going through his things to make sure that everything is in order. As he comes across the large crates he nods. He then turns to the queen and bows deeply. "Your Honor, I am Prince Andy of Cartoria. These crates as you are most likely wondering are filled with fireworks. I figured we could have a small party tonight if that is acceptable."

OOC: Rachel's in her room :).

whoops scracth the conversation then i'll mention it later
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Ic: Andy goes to his room and begins to unpack his belongings he stuffs the crates in a corner and smirks and then goes to look for his hostess.

Rachel, finished with her clothes, begins setting up the TV and Playstation 2, frustrated with the lack of internet or sattelite dish.

After she finishes the TV, Rachel begins hanging up Blink-182 posters in a random order on the ceiling. However, she can't seem to get the matress she brought onto the bed.

Andy comes up to the Queens bedroom and knocks on the door.

Finished with his unpacking, Tom went about trying to find Rachel. Luck just happened to strike when he found the room with the closed and locked door. Summing up his courage he raises his hand and gently, but firmly, knocks on Rachel's door.

Rachel, surprised to hear two different people knocking at the same time, sticks the last pin in her current poster and opens the door.

"Uh, hi! I'm Rachel. You guys must be from... Hamptonshire and... Cartoria?" she giggles.

Andy nods and bows deeply. "I am Andy. I hope i'm not intrudeing. I was looking forward to finally meeting you and I have a question to ask of you. Would you mind if after dinner we have a small fireworks show? I had a few crates brought for the occasion."

Rachel, slightly taken aback by Andy's bringing of fireworks into a foreign country, smiles and replies,

"You really don't have to bow... no one's looking. And did you really bring fireworks? That's cool! Sure, we can set them off...."

Tom looks at Andy with a little bit of...well something.

Tom faces Rachel and bows very deeply. "Your Majesty, I am 'Tom'. I beg your forgiveness if I have disturbed you. I just wanted to finally meet you face to face. I have also come to see if you need anything, anything at all."

Rachel, still smiling, shakes her head.

"Seriously, you guys don't have to bow. Hi, Tom. I left you a voicemail on your cell, did you get it? Oh, yeah," she giggles, "nice to meet you!"

"I'll help too. I know it sounds a little dangerous of me to bring fireworks itno a forigen country, but I figured this was going to be a momentous occasion for someone and we should all celebrate, win or lose."

"Well, can you guys help me with my mattress? I can't get it up on my bed."

Andy nods saying, "Tom can you gimme a hand"

"I'll give it a crack. If it doesn't fit I've got a spare mattress you can use. It's a wonder the technology the Royal Navy has." Tom says as he enters Rachel's room.

"I did get your voicemail, Rachel. I would have responded but I didn't have reception in the helicopter. It's odd because I have a satellite phone with a link to a geosynchronous satellite...

Now let's see what I can do with the bloody mattress."

Rachel stands back, fearing the wrath of the mattress.

Andy follows tom into the room and goes to one end of the bed and grabs on. "Okay tom ready?"

ooc: heh. anyway will the queen be spending time with each individual person?

Ready Andy? One...two...three

OOC: Yeah, TBD what about personal time? How soon until we get that ;)

OOC: Of course. It's just like a bunch of college kids out on spring break; the guys aren't always with the girl together...

Andy, with equal help from Tom, hoists the matress onto the bed. "There you go your Highness."

Is there anything else I can do for you Rachel?

"Thanks so much guys! You can call me Rach or Rachel, you know..."

Rachel jumps onto the bed and stretches out.

"Do you guys want to go swimming in the Bay or wait for the other three?"

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The Beach

OOC: Of course. It's just like a bunch of college kids out on spring break; the guys aren't always with the girl together...
heh

OOC:

I don't even know you guys... yet.

Andy thinks for a moment before breifly saying, "Why don't we go swimming? If they're not here don't let them spoil everyones fun."

"Alright. Shoo, I have to get changed."

Thinking for a moment Tom replies "The proper think to do would be to wait...but why should we always do the proper thing? You can't keep a Royal Navy officer out of water, you know." Tom says as he runs back to this room to change very quickly.

OOC:

I don't even know you guys... yet. ooc I was just making a joke off of these reality shows

"Good, then it's unanimous."

Rachel turns around to face Tom, only to find he had gone.

OOC:

I don't even know you guys... yet. ooc I was just making a joke off of these reality shows

OOC: I thought this was gunna get like DFD Alive... it might... :twisted:

Changing into his swimming clothes in only 35 seconds, a trick he learned at the Royal Naval Academy, he gets back to Rachel's room just before she closes the door. "I'm ready." he says.

"I'm not..." she says, shocked. "I gotta change!"

Andy nods to the queen and goes off to change.

OOC: Queen.

Rachel quickly strips off her clothes, gets her two-piece on, and grabs a towel.

OOC: See you tomorrow afternoon, 'night... zzzzZZZZZzzzz

Tom is waiting in the hallway just outside the Queen's room. A combination of nervousness of seeing Rachel in a bathing suit and eagerness to get into the water is getting Tom a little excited.

Andy returns to the main room of the cabin in his swimming trunks, with a towwel around his neck.

Philip Rhodes arrives via an Elephant T/A (Transport/Attack) Helicopter (basically a heavily modified Mi-24 designed to carry the same weapons and 10 paracommandos)

He pilots the Elephant and lands near the cabin (he is a qualified helicopter pilot). He gets out and the pilot in the back gets into the pilot's seat and readies to take off... They unload his luggage... Most of his stuff is in rucksacks... He wears a $100,000 tailored suit.

He waves to the pilot as the helicopter lifts off...

He approaches the cabin and will bow and greet her highness as a gentleman should.

OOC: One less competator.

OOC: I would have posted last night but our power was out for like six hours! Please forgive me!


"Lt.Conner," Prince Thomas said quietly.
"Yes, Prince Thomas?"
"What time should we land?"
"In about fifteen minutes, sire."
"Thank you, Lt.Conner," Thomas says as he walks to his chair in the back of the helicopter. He buckles back in and starts fingering his rosary again. He looks over to make sure that his gift is still strapped in.
A few minutes later the co-piolt walks towards him. "We are landing now, sire." "Thank you, Lt.Porter." After the plane lands Thomas gets his bags and then gets Queen Rachel's present.
Thomas steps off the helicopter wearing basketball jersery, shorts, and a pair of nikes. He took several steps away from the helicopter and then waved it off. He walked in too the cabin and then into his room.
He began unpacking. He set his gift for the Queen on the dresser, his books on the nightstand, his radio and laptop on the desk, and hung a cross over the bed. Then he left to look for the Queen.

Rachel, taking a while as all women should, walks out of her bedroom in her black and red bikini, and a towel. She grabs her bag and opens the door.

Thomas walked out of his room and saw a girl in a two piece swimming suit. He figured that Queen Rachel would be the only girl here so he called out.
"Queen Romalia!"

Tom was standing by the door when Rachel walkied out. Interesting he thinks to himself.

"Rachel, once we've all gone off and come back from the pool, I've got a little something for you. I think..." he was interrupted by yet another guy calling out 'Queen Romalia!'

How many more of these guys are there? Tom thinks to himself while smiling politely at the chap no in front of him.

Rachel, again split between two guys, looks at both of them and yells back to Thomas down the hall.

"Hi! You can just call me Rachel, you know! One sec, okay?"

To Tom she says, "Really? What is it? Tell me!"

Andy walked around the corner to see Queen Rachel comeing out of her bedroom and tom standing near the door. He opened his mouth to say something but a voice not his own quickly calling out "Queen Romalia!''. He quickly wirled around to find out who was makeing such a fuss.

Rachel motioned for all the guys to come near her, and said in a calm voice,

"How about we go to the beach and talk? It's too crowded in the hallway..."

Thomas had almost running in to this a other young man would had just walked in front of him. "Oh! Sorry I did not see you there. My name is Thomas. What's yours," Thomas said, one hand extended.

"Okay, Rachel, just let me grab your gift okay," with that Thomas walked back into his room, grabbed the heavy package and went back into the hallway.

"Okay, Rachel, just let me grab your gift, okay," with that Thomas walked back into his room, grabbed the heavy package and went back into the hallway.

Andy looks to Rachel for a moment before pulling out a small box from under his towel. He opens it up and it contains a diamond bracelet. "I think you may want to put this in your room before we go."

Rachel clasps her hand to her mouth, beside herself.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you!"

She puts it on, turning her wrist to admire it from all angles.

"Thank you!! How does it look?"

"It looks wonderful."

"Wow that is nice, Andrew," Thomas said, as he had just remembered the man's name. "You won't be able to wear my gift, I'm afraid. You'll also need a table to hold it while you unwrap it."

Turning to Rachel Tom says "It is crowded in here. As for the gift...it's a bouquet of Hamptonian Mountain Tulips. They only grow on the slopes of moutains above an altitude of 20,000 feet. They are a the most stunning red you'll ever see."

Walking through the Hallway, yet again Tom bumps into Thomas. "You said you wanted to know my name. I'm Thomas, friends call me Tom for short. You can call me Tom, for now." he says with a wink as they walk outside.

Andy nods saying with a small smirk, "After the show with my fireworks tonight I have another one to give." He then stretches and asks, "When are we gonna go swimming anyway?"

Thomas shifts his grip on his present and then follows. "Well it would be too confusing to have two Toms here so why don't you all call me Thomas. Ah fireworks, I never got too see many of those."

"Andy's right. When are we going to swim?" Tom says kind of impatiently.

Turning to Rachel Tom says "It is crowded in here. As for the gift...it's a bouquet of Hamptonian Mountain Tulips. They only grow on the slopes of moutains above an altitude of 20,000 feet. They are a the most stunning red you'll ever see."

Walking through the Hallway, yet again Tom bumps into Thomas. "You said you wanted to know my name. I'm Thomas, friends call me Tom for short. You can call me Tom, for now." he says with a wink as they walk outside.

Rachels eyes grow wide as she takes in the crimson petals.

"One sec, I'll put these in water in the dining room... thank you so much!" she smiles broadly. "You guys can go out to the bay now, I'll meet you out there."

"Is there somewhere I can set this down? It is pretty heavy," Thomas says, indicating the wrapped present he is holding.

Andy nods and says goodbye to rachel and runs down twards the bay to wait.

"They don't need much water, Rachel. I'm glad you like them by the way." Tom says to Rachel as she goes to the dining room. He then continues outside to the bay, ready to swim.

Rachel puts the flowers into the vase on the dining room table, and, making sure no one is looking, sneaks into her room and draws the curtains. She moves over her dresser and slides a floorboard out of place. In it is a sattelite phone. She opens the phone book application and selects "Report".

"Romalia, 11:28 AM. All potentials are here. Going swimming. Out."

She rolls her eyes at the overprotectiveness of the Burnsian Intelligence Agency. She really needed more free reign. Rachel replaced the board and dresser, and headed for the beach.

"Rachel, I have a gift for you," Thomas said as she walked out of the dinning room.

OOC:

I'm in the hallway, so I'll just take it from there...

IC:

"Really? I love all these gifts. Show me! Please..."

"Well since it's pretty heavy I think we should set it down, first. Where can I put?"

"Just come into my room and put it on the bed."

Thomas does so and the bed dips down where he set the gift. The gift is one and a half foot tall and and foot wide. The wrapping paper is a very sparkly red and blue.

Andy sits idley by the bay wondering where the others are. He leans up against the large tree hanging above him and begins to think.

As Andy sits by the bay, Tom runs as fast as he can, leaps and dives into the water. Coming up from the surface he says "Hey Andy, the water's fine."

Thomas does so and the bed dips down where he set the gift. The gift is one and a half foot tall and and foot wide. The wrapping paper is a very sparkly red and blue.

"What is it? Can I unwrap it?"

"I sure didn't bring it all this way just for you to look at the wrapping paper. Go ahead and open it."

Rachel tears at the paper. As she nears the item, she gasps...

A perfectly carved bust of her. Carved from one piece of marble and decorated with precious stones. One of the most amazing things about it is that it was colored with out paint or anyother decernable means. An inscription at the base reads:
Purchase not friends by gifts; when thou ceasest to give, such will cease to love.
Thomas Fuller (1608 – 1661)

"I hope you like it."

"Oh... my... gosh.... It's so beautiful..."

She stares, awestruck, at the beautiful creation in front of her.

"How did you... where... uh... oh my gosh... WOW! THANK YOU!!"

"Believe it or not but my mother carved that. Siad if I was to go courting a Queen I should bring a gift fit for one. Becareful when you lift it, it weighs a ton."

"Wow, really?! I'm gunna have to get a glass case flown in..."

She takes one last look at the statue, puts it on her dresser, and looks over to Tom.

"Let's join the others outside..."

"Sorry I took so long to get here, by the way. My mother still hadn't finished infusing the coloration into it. I think Tom and Andrew are waiting for you at the lake? I'll be down in a minute I need to change into my swim trunks," Thomas says the last bit as he walks out of the room.

"Alright."

She begins to head down to the beach again. There, she lays out her towel and begins sunning.

Thomas changes into his swim trunks and grabs a towel from the bathroom. He heads out to the beach humming Unwell.

BUMP

Rachel rolls over, whispering to herself,

"Bump."

The Mi-17 roared through the air, "Comrade" Ivan Illianov was in the back and admiring the scenery, they were coming across a bay when he clicked the mic on his headphones.

"Stop and hover here for a moment, oh and get about 50 feet above the water"

The Pilot willingly obeyed and got the chopper hoving above the water.

Ivan had stripped down to his swimming shorts, and placed the earphones back on.
"Ok you make sure you land somewhere and make sure you get back to me, i'll be at the shore and talking to the Queen rachel, understood?"

"Yes comrade Ivan."

"Right see you there."

Ivan dived from the chopper did a double flipbefore landing in the water, the choper flew off as he began to swim for shore.

OOC: Hey, Communistpoland, you're not allowed in this RP. Go look at the first page of this thread.

At the Perimeter Guard Headquarters...

Sargeant Greg Reagan stared at the radar screen. He was extremely surprised to find a blip. There wasn't supposed to be blips. He pressed the intercom button and said,

"Mike! Yo, Mike! Come down to Radar for a sec... we got something."

"You're kidding me," said Mike, "it's a no-fly zone!"

"I told you, we got a blip. Get the h*ll down here!"

"Alright, alright."

Mike made his way out of the bunker, and to his jeep. From there, he drove the fifty feet to the porta-potty/Air Traffic Control.

"My gosh, it is a blip..."

Mike slammed his hand down on the alarm button, setting off klaxons all over the base. Numerous troops filed out of the barracks and into SUVs and Humvees.

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OOC: C'mon, it'll be fun... but he's the only one. I wanna put a bullet through him by "accident"... :twisted:
Just kidding.

The chopper came down by the bay and the engines shut down.

Ivan continued to swim his way to shore.

OOC: Celdrone, protect the lady...

OOC: Okay it's your RP.

As soon as the plane appeared over head Thomas ran out of the water and over to Queen Rachel.
"Rachel let's get you to the cabin! It could be dangerous," he shoued over the loud noise.

Ivan finally reached the shore and walked up the beach, he could have sworn he had seen a couple of people on here a few minutes ago...

Rachel, frightened, ran with Tom up to the cabin.

A Stryker erupted from the trees nearby, skidding to a full stop in front of Ivan. A man opened the hatch and trained his AK-74 on him, and said,

"Put your hands up into the air, and on the side of the vehicle!"

"Rachel go hide somewhere! I'll try and stop that guy who dropped out of the plane. Here," he said as he tossed her is cell phone. "If things get really bad call speed dial 9 and say 'Vancover', my people will teleport you to a safe house in Celdrone."
Thomas runs into the kitchen and grabs a steak knife out of holder on the counter. He runs over to a window and then looks for the man who jumped from the plane.

OOC: Call my guy Thomas, please.

"Thomas! Get back here! My people have got it! See! There's a tank-thing out there!"

Ivan, seeing he was clearly beaten raised his hands

"Sorry, we tried to radio a message ahead, but you didn't respond, so we came along anyway, i'm Ivan Illianov, son of "Comrade" Illianov, leader of Communistpoland?

He had lowered his hands slightly, he was wearing swimming shorts only, so how he could be carrying anything leathal he didn't know.

OOC: Celdrone, perhaps i could walk in and you throw the steak knife at me :P

Thomas turns away from the window and walks over back over to Rachel.
"Sorry, I just kind of lose it when woman are threatend. I even got arested for it once."


OOC: Not needed now CP.

"You aren't supposed to be here, sir. You weren't invited. Please remove yourself from the area."

He motions to the men inside, and five heavily-armored and heavily-equipped men jump out of the back and surround Ivan.

Thomas turns away from the window and walks over back over to Rachel.
"Sorry, I just kind of lose it when woman are threatend. I even got arested for it once."

"So I heard... look, there's special operations out there now... the other guys went for a hike, right?"

"You aren't supposed to be here, sir. You weren't invited. Please remove yourself from the area."

He motions to the men inside, and five heavily-armored and heavily-equipped men jump out of the back and surround Ivan.

"wait wait!"
Ivan slowly removed a wad of cash from his back pocket of his shorts and handed a roll of money over to the guy who spoke to him.
"Let's pretend this never happened.... right?" :wink:

"Yeah, I think they did," Thomas says as sets he knife in its holder.

Delete

Delete

The trooper smiled, and motioned for the other men to get back in the Stryker.

"Alright... but one of our men has to go in there with you to 'explain' the situation..."

OOC: LOL, TBD. In Celdrone your guards would never have made it past privates.

Ivan smiled.
good good, lead on.
Ivan motined at the guard.

OOC: No, these guys are just the rejects that got dumped here becuase they were stupid... regular officers would never take a bribe. They would slit the person who offered it's throat.

"Follow me."

The guard walked up to the cabin with Ivan in tow. Once inside, he spoke to the occupants.

"This is Ivan Illianov. He is from Communistpoland. We have deemed that he is not a threat to you, but I suggest you keep him under surveillance."

He turns to Rachel.

"You know our number, ma'am."

OOC:

B
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Show me the light, show me the light!

B
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Show me the liiii-iiiiii-iiiiiggg-ht!

As the guard was talking Thomas slipped the steak knife into his pocket, without anyone noticing. Then he stood beside Rachel. "Rachel, would you like me have this, man removed? I can have him teleported to Celdrone and from there to Communistpoland."

"Well, I don't see the harm in him being here, but whatever you want..."

bumpers

"There's not supposed to be anyone else here...this is very wrong. Tom says as he sees the activity unfold.

Through all the activity, Tom quietly slipped back into the Cabin to get some...things. Seeing that the intruder managed to get into the Cabin Tom knew he needed to act. Using his military training he snuck into the room. There Rachel and Thomas stood. Without thinking of his own safety Tom leapt forward and put his arms around the intruder. Tom managed to get the guy into a sleeper hold, a few seconds later and the intruder was out like a light.

Standing up and facing the Queen and Thomas, Tom said "There you go."

"Well," said Rachel, "that takes care of that. I'll call the guards now. Thanks, Tom," she smiled. "By the way, weren't you hiking?"

Bump-o-rama!

"You're welcome Rachel, but think nothing of it." Tom says while waiting for the guards to take the knocked out intruder away. "I wasn't hiking, I was out swimming. An idea, by the way, that was yours. So let's go back out, eh."

"Sure, just dump him in the closet and lock it, will you? I want to finish tanning."

"Anything you wish Rachel." Tom says as he stuffs the intruder into a small hall closet.

"Hey Thomas," Tom says while throwing the closet key to him, "here is a job you can handle."

Rachel rolled her eyes, and preceded out onto the beach, back to her towel. She opened her bottle of sunscreen, but,

"Damn, can't reach... Tom!"

"What do you need Rachel?" Tom says while running to get to her.

"Uh," Rachel said, trying desperately to contain her blushing, "I can't reach my back... can you rub my sunblock on it?"

After Thomas finished locking up the intruder, he went back into his room. He rumaged through his bag for a moment until he found what he was looking for. What 'it' was was a rebreather. He stuck it in his pocket and then headed back out to the beach. He stopped by the kitchen long enough to put the steak knife back. As he approached the beach he saw Tom rubbing sunscreen on Rachel. "This is the perfect oppertunity to give them a good scare," he thought. He headed through the woods until he was one mile down stream of Tom and Rachel. He got in the water and stuck the rebreather in his mouth and started to swim back towards them. Once he was in position he charged out of the water yelling.

"I don't know Rachel, I'm not quite com..." Tom is interrupted by something jumping out of the water. Without thinking twice Tom jumps infront of Rachel to protect her and act as a shield.

As soon as Thomas sees Tom's face he falls to the ground laughing himself to tears. "You should have seen your face," he gasps out between laughs.

Rachel rolled her eyes at the both of them, and decided to struggle with the sunblock herself.

Mental Note: Get Thomas. If it takes a hundred years...get Thomas. Tom thinks to himself.

Seeing Rachel struggling with the sunblock again, Tom decides to help her this time.

"I'm sorry, but it looked like one of those cheesy awkward moments on those reality dating shows. I just couldn't help myself."

"Well at least someone is helping me..." thought Rachel as Tom rubbed the sunblock on her back.

"Y'know, today was a great exercise for my eyes. I must have rolled them at you two at least twelve times."

"I was also wondering if any of you are hungry?"

"Yeah, actually, I am. What do we have to eat?"

"I can cook something, if you'd like and Tom can chop things for me."

"Can I chop things? Can I chop? I can peel a coconut with throwing stars at a distance of twelve feet. I think I can handle some tomatoes."

"What do you want, Rachel, mexican, chinese, beach food?"

"Something filling... with ice cream."

"How about beach food then. You know, hot dogs, hamburgers, potato salad. Tom could you please come up to the kitchen and help?"

"I can cook too... you guys want me to help?"

"Yeah, that'd be great. Have any of you seen my rosary? I left it on the beach when I took you inside when that plane arrived, and now I can't find it."

"Can't say I've seen your rosary Thomas. As for the cutting, where are the knives?"

Rachel reached into her robe pocket and pulled out the rosary.

"Found this under my towel."

"Oh thanks, Rach! I've had this since I was three. The knives are in the kitchen, Tom."

"No prob," said Rachel.

"You know, I could cut the food in the kitchen from out here..."

"Tom have you been in the military?"

"I," Tom says to both of them, "am a commissioned officer in the Hamptonian Royal Navy. Currently I hold the rank of Lieutenant. I attended Royal Naval Academy, Port Easton where I received a Bachelor's in Physics and Civil Engineering and a Masters in Nuclear Physics. I am an expert marksman, I have won awards in hand-to-hand combat, I'm a First Class 'Alternative Weapons' Expert, a qualified fighter, bomber, and helicopter pilot, and I am trained in the latest sea, land, and air tactics. I am currently on extended leave pursuing a Doctorate Degree, before that I was, and technically still am, a member of the Submarine Service. I was Chief Engineer aboard a nuclear fast attack sub.

Does that answer your question Thomas?"

"Yes, but it was a tad long winded. I was just wondering as you act just like my Dad. I wish I could join the military back home."

"If you wish, my father could pull some strings to get you into the Royal Police."

"Nope, can't. No Celdrone citizen with a criminal record is allowed to serve in any military."

"Criminal record, eh? You couldn't even get within 100 miles of the Hamptonian coastline with a criminal record."

"That's not true, my family and I went sailing last month, we were seven miles off your shoreline."

"Good joke. Little tip though: Never joke to a Hamptonian about Homeland Security. NEVER."

"Okay. Though as Edmund Burke said; 'Better be despised for too anxious apprehensions, than ruined by too confident security.'."

"Hey, Tom, are you coming to my brother's coronation tomorrow?"

"We are not overly confident of our security. A matter as serious as Defense of the Homeland is something that we deem impolite to make fun of. This has been our tradition for two thousand years. We live by the words of Confucius: 'The superior man, when resting in safety, does not forget that danger may come. When in a state of security he does not forget the possibility of ruin. When all is orderly, he does not forget that disorder may come. Thus his person is not endangered, and his States and all their clans are preserved.'"

"Hey, Tom, are you coming to my brother's coronation tomorrow?"

"I am afraid that neither I, nor a representative of Hamptonshire, will be present at the coronation. The Government is incolved in several issues that require the full concentration of the Grand Duke, the Cabinet, and the Royal Congress."

Yes but Helen Keller said; Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature.... Life is either a daring adventure or nothing."

"Oh thats too bad, Tom. Rachel and I are leaving tomorrow to attend it. I guess it will just be you and Andrew."

"If you two are leaving, I will use the opportunity to write my Dissertation for my Doctorate in History program. I'll also be able to make that short trip with my father to the Children of Hamptonian KIA/MIA/POW Orphanage in Oltremare Province.

Good luck on that coronation."

"I'll tell my brother you said that. I hope you do well on your dissertation."

OOC:
Sorry, guys, but I won't be here for two weeks. :cry:
I'll post as soon as I can; I might be able to wrangle an internet line.
Until then... bye!

ooc : sorry guys i had computer troubble but i'm back

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I'm back. BUMP.

OOC: Then start this back up TBD.