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Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II sister Fawzia bin Bashir (23 years old) wants to get married to Man who is smart, careing and kind.

Name: Fawzia bin Bashir
Age:24 years old
Sex:Female
Eye Color:Blue
Height:5.6
Weight:128
IQ:178
Education: Masters in History at the Istanbul College
Speaks: Latin, Arabic, Ottoman Turkish,Persian, Greek, and English
Place of Birth: Istanbul
Data of Birth:Mar,12,1981
Religion:Muslim
http://en.wikipedia.org/upload/a/a2/07_fowziyeh.jpg

Prime Minister Reilla Fritz who is married to Krexil Fritz, has a son who is now 24 years old, who is unable to find a nice young woman to settle down with, and so, as his parents we are trying to help him by at least introducing him to fine young women with potential.

Name: Sion'an Fritz
Age: 24 years old
Sex: male
Eye Color: green
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 200
IQ: 145
Education: Working on his Masters in Linguistics
Speaks: English, French, Krozin, (German, Gaelic)
Place of Birth: Kerzokoia, Klitchyian, Kryozerkia
Data of Birth: June 24, '81
Religion: Taoist

Prime Minister Reilla Fritz who is married to Krexil Fritz, has a son who is now 24 years old, who is unable to find a nice young woman to settle down with, and so, as his parents we are trying to help him by at least introducing him to fine young women with potential.

Name: Sion'an Fritz
Age: 24 years old
Sex: male
Eye Color: green
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 200
IQ: 145
Education: Working on his Masters in Linguistics
Speaks: English, French, native Kryozerkian,
Place of Birth: Kerzokoia, Klitchyian, Kryozerkia
Data of Birth: June 24, '81
Religion: Taoist
Do you have pic of Sion'an Fritz?

Do you have pic of Sion'an Fritz?

Yes... And, because the family has artistic leanings moreso than political, one of the sisters who is hoping to be a police sketcher practiced by drawing a protrait of Sion'an.

http://195.230.175.217/~japan/Genbu/Chara06.jpg

Another Sultan Sister want to get marry
Name:Sophia Bin Bashir
Age:26 years old
Sex:Female
Eye Color:Blue
Height:5.6
Weight:129
IQ:176
Education: Masters in Policies at the Istanbul College
Speaks: Spainish, Arabic, Ottoman Turkish,Persian, Germany, and English
Place of Birth: Istanbul
Data of Birth:Jan,7,1978
Religion:Muslim
http://www.evsc.k12.in.us/icats/sigclasses/Vivien_Leigh_bw_closeup_beautiful.jpg

any more offers?

Why is everyone 24?

Jhenovas Uncle wants a supple wife

Name: Leorand De'Ka'Me'Lazeo !
Age:61
Sex:Male
Eye Color:ones white and filmy t he other is regular and brown
Hair Colour: I have not checked his buttocks
Height:5'0
Weight:99
IQ:67
Education:A pimp on a street corner
Speaks:Jabbawocky or Gibberish
Place of Birth: It was dark.
Data of Birth:Sept. 11, 1942

Why is everyone 24?

Jhenovas Uncle wants a supple wife

Name: Leorand De'Ka'Me'Lazeo !
Age:61
Sex:Male
Eye Color:ones white and filmy t he other is regular and brown
Hair Colour: I have not checked his buttocks
Height:5'0
Weight:99
IQ:67
Education:A pimp on a street corner
Speaks:Jabbawocky or Gibberish
Place of Birth: It was dark.
Data of Birth:Sept. 11, 1942
No comment.

Queen Selane is looking for a good match for her second daughter.

Name: Leyana Yocasta
Age:24 years old
Sex:Female
Eye Color:Blue
Hair Colour: Flame red
Height:5'
Weight:115
IQ:180
Education: Masters in Library and Information Sciences, University of Washinton
Speaks:English, Japanese Russian, Yocastan
Place of Birth: The Crystal Castle in Yocasta
Data of Birth:May,11,1980
"Nothing against you.We looking for men not women!" said Sophia Bin Bashir

yup

Are you still having difficulty?

Are you still having difficulty?\

Fawzia bin Bashir would like to get to know Sion'an Fritz soon.

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Fawzia bin Bashir would like to get to know Sion'an Fritz soon.
He is finishing up his final papers for his Masters and will be done in about a week's time. After that, he would be delighted to meet her, and he looks forward ot it. Many of the girls he knows don't meet his expectations, but then, most are mere graduates with bachelors and don't challenge him intellectually.

"Well well well," snickered Anton Schützer as he read the message. "Wanting a husband. Whatever next." He read down the profile, sipped on the glass of red wine next to him, and stared at the monitor. Ach, why not? He began to type up a profile.

Name: A. Schützer
Age: 34
Sex: Male (as if I'd be applying if I weren't!)
Eyes: Annoying brown that seems to change to grey for reasons best known to itself
Hair: All in place, seems to be black
Height: 6'1"
Weight (Kg): 67.7
IQ: Varies with time of day - and quantity of alcohol...
Education: Primary, Secondary, University, Honours Degree in something totally unimportant
Speaks: Only when relevant
D.O.B.: 15/6/1970
Place of birth: How should I know? After all, my mother didn't...

He clicked "Submit" and ambled off to browse another page.

Foreign Minister Robert Abdulla would like to make an offer to her excellency Sophia Bin Al-Bashir.

Name: Robert Abdulla
Age: 31 years
Sex: Male
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5 feet, 11 inches
Weight: 165
IQ: 182
Education: Masters Degree in International Law from the London School of Economics and Political Science (LSE)
Speaks: Arabic, German, English and Mandarin Chinese
Place of Birth: Al-Salaam, Greenmanbry
Data of Birth: March 28, 1973
Religion:Muslim

Foreign Minister Robert Abdulla would like to make an offer to her excellency Sophia Bin Al-Bashir.

Name: Robert Abdulla
Age: 31 years
Sex: Male
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5 feet, 11 inches
Weight: 165
IQ: 182
Education: Masters Degree in International Law from the London School of Economics and Political Science (LSE)
Speaks: Arabic, German, English and Mandarin Chinese
Place of Birth: Al-Salaam, Greenmanbry
Data of Birth: March 28, 1973
Religion:Muslim


Sophia Bin Bashir would love to meet you in Istanbul to get to know you.

The Federation of The Imperial Knights would like to make an offer of marriage.

Name: Franz Goerniv

Age: 25 years

Sex: Male

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 6 feet

Weight: 155

IQ: 172

Education: Masters Degree in Diplomacy, European History, World History, and Political Psycology from the Vienna School of International Studies.

Speaks: Russian, German, English, Polish, French, Italian, Hebrew, Latin, Turkish, and Greek fluently, and Spanish, Portugese, Sweedish, Dutch, and Jappanese partially.

Place of Birth: Schloss Brandenburg

Data of Birth: March 28, 1979

Religion: Is open to new ideas, but broke away from his fathers catholic origin at a very young age.

Sophia Bin Bashir would love to meet you in Istanbul to get to know you.

Mr. Abdulla would love to meet her excellency; unfortunately he is currently at the Commonwealth of Granzi, engaged in diplomatic talks with the Commonwealth's government.

He shall head to Istanbul when he becomes available.

Just a side note
All the people in Ottoman Khaif,Know how to use a sword and gun at young age(10).So these two women know how to use a sword and gun.

Mr. Abdulla would love to meet her excellency; unfortunately he is currently at the Commonwealth of Granzi, engaged in diplomatic talks with the Commonwealth's government.

He shall head to Istanbul when he becomes available.
"Come as soon!"said Sophia Bin Bashir with two Imperial Guardmen standing behind her.

bump for offers.

awaiting more offers.

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Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II

Greetings from The High Council of The Lords of War,
We send you a message from our most gracious Overlord, William Nar Crawfnord

We have been advised that your sisters are looking for potential husbands at present. At present, we have been informed recently that our subjects would prefer if we threw off the trappings of bachelorhood and entered into blissful matrimony with a young woman of notable decent. We do find your two sisters most charming in their descriptions.

Our particulars

Full Common name:
William Nar Wittlebach Crawfnord
(William of House Crawfnord in the Traditional Var lexion)

Title: Overlord of the Var, High Lord of Herran, Protector of the Enclave, Karlord of House Crawfnord

Age: 36 years approximatly

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 185

We have no clue what our IQ score was, nor would we desired it published to anyone.

Personal Intrests: Sailing, Horseridding, Hunting, Par'k Ta (of course you will have no idea what that is) and collecting sculpture of the early 20th century.

As for education, we unfortunatly came to the throne to early in our lives to benifit from a formal education. Although, my extended family did help in insurering the best tutors available to me.

As for religion, ah that is a difficult thing to parse in such a breif time. We live in a nation that is not at all secure with the concept of faith all though our personal beleifs in a divine being are unwavering.
-With Greatest Respect
William I Rex

P.S. The enclosed photo is a recent 2-D image of the Overlord
http://www.eng.auburn.edu/users/donatgw/rupeideal4.jpg

In London,Uk
Fawzia bin Bashir had gone to her grandmother(her english side of the family) home in London.She told of maybe Husband Sion'an Fritz to her at local Tea house.With her were two Black Imperial Guardmen(for her protection).

He had just finished the last of the papers for his Masters in Linguistics, and on his parents suggestion had flown to London in order to meet Fawzia bin Bashir, whom his parents felt was a suitable future wife for him. So, trusting their judgement, Sion'an Fritz, the son of Kryozerkian Prime Minister Reilla Fritz and Kryozerkian General Marizk Fritz, flew to the London in order to meet the young lady.

He arrived at the pre-determined location, a local teahouse in the neighbourhood of Chelsea and Kensington.

"Well anytime right now."said Fawzia bin Bashir

"He better come..or..nevermind."said Black Imperial Guardmen

"I better order a Earl Gray."said Fawzia bin Bashir.she order the tea and sit and wait for him.

Walking in, Sion'an gazed around and quickly moved for the table at which Fawzia sat. He placed a hand on the chair. "I'm terribly sorry I'm late, but transit here is a nightmare. I really should have taken a cab..." he remarked, offering a soft smile.

"Its alright"reply Fawzia bin Bashir
"Go sit in the other table."She said in Arabic to her guards,they got up and move a near to them.
"It nice to meet you!"She said with a smile.

"I can say the same thing. I'm sorry I couldn't have met you sooner, but, I did have my final papers and exams for my Masters to complete." Sion'an replied, as he waited for the server to come to the table. He fidgetted for a moment as he gazed her in the eye. "So, Miss bin Bashir, what do you do for fun?"

"I can say the same thing. I'm sorry I couldn't have met you sooner, but, I did have my final papers and exams for my Masters to complete." Sion'an replied, as he waited for the server to come to the table. He fidgetted for a moment as he gazed her in the eye. "So, Miss bin Bashir, what do you do for fun?"
"Well,I do debates with my brothers or sword fighting, and reading books.I have my masters."She reply.

"An avid reader? Swell. Say, what books have you read recently?" Sion'an asked, before he turned to the waiter who approached. "Hi, I'd like an Irish Breakfast tea.." he turned to Fawzia. "Get whatever you want, I'll take care of the bill."

"An avid reader? Swell. Say, what books have you read recently?" Sion'an asked, before he turned to the waiter who approached. "Hi, I'd like an Irish Breakfast tea.." he turned to Fawzia. "Get whatever you want, I'll take care of the bill."

"The Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky,I'll have a Earl Gray."She reply

"A masterful piece of literature. Very interesting. Unfortunately, I can't say I've read much in terms of fictional literature lately. It's all been research, research and more research." Sion'an chuckled. "But during my last break between classes I got my hands on Charles Dickons' David Copperfield, which was quite a good read."

"A masterful piece of literature. Very interesting. Unfortunately, I can't say I've read much in terms of fictional literature lately. It's all been research, research and more research." Sion'an chuckled. "But during my last break between classes I got my hands on Charles Dickons' David Copperfield, which was quite a good read."

"David Copperfeild is a good to read to pass the time.oh I just got done my Master,this June.When will you get your master?"she ask.

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The Federation of The Imperial Knights would like to make an offer of marriage.

Name: Franz Goerniv

Age: 25 years

Sex: Male

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 6 feet

Weight: 155

IQ: 172

Education: Masters Degree in Diplomacy, European History, World History, and Political Psycology from the Vienna School of International Studies.

Speaks: Russian, German, English, Polish, French, Italian, Hebrew, Latin, Turkish, and Greek fluently, and Spanish, Portugese, Sweedish, Dutch, and Jappanese partially.

Place of Birth: Schloss Brandenburg

Data of Birth: March 28, 1979

Religion: Is open to new ideas, but broke away from his fathers catholic origin at a very young age.
Which sister?

Sophia Bin Bashir

"David Copperfeild is a good to read to pass the time.oh I just got done my Master,this June.When will you get your master?"she ask.

"Hopefully soon. I've just finished my papers. When I've acquired it, I'm either going to pursue a career in Linguistics as a professor, or start my PhD." Sion'ar replied, as he sipped the tea which the server had placed on the table, along with Fawzia's.

The Emporer sat on his throne thinking about the message, he caled for Prince Matthew, "Are you marrried yet, Matt?"

"no sire."

"What do you think of this person?"

"very nice, sire."

"Would you like to marry her?"

"I don't know sire, I am slightly younger than her, and I havn't met her. and..."

"Don't worry I'll enter you."

Message from the Imerial palace of Aust

"The Emporers Cousain, Prince Matthew, is looking for a wife and would like to meet your Princess."


Name: Prince Matthew
Age: 23 years

Sex: Male

Eye Color: Hazel

Height: 5 feet 11 inches

Weight: 140

IQ: 175

Education: Masters in Diplomarcy, Information technology and Modern Languages.
A levels in History, Mathmatics, Austian, English, Chemistry, Economics, ICT, Poltics

Speaks: Austian, English, French, Arabic, Welsh, Nuevo Kowloonian

Milatary Records: Passed through trainign camp with a A, rank of Captain

Place of Birth: Aust City

Born: May 26th

Religion: Has studied religion but has none.

Job: Emporers advisor and aide.

"Hopefully soon. I've just finished my papers. When I've acquired it, I'm either going to pursue a career in Linguistics as a professor, or start my PhD." Sion'ar replied, as he sipped the tea which the server had placed on the table, along with Fawzia's.

"That's good,I need ask you a few questions, if we get married..where will we get married at?"She ask him and took a sip of tea.

The Emporer sat on his throne thinking about the message, he caled for Prince Matthew, "Are you marrried yet, Matt?"

"no sire."

"What do you think of this person?"

"very nice, sire."

"Would you like to marry her?"

"I don't know sire, I am slightly younger than her, and I havn't met her. and..."

"Don't worry I'll enter you."

Message from the Imerial palace of Aust

"The Emporers Cousain, Prince Matthew, is looking for a wife and would like to meet your Princess."


Name: Prince Matthew
Age: 23 years

Sex: Male

Eye Color: Hazel

Height: 5 feet 11 inches

Weight: 140

IQ: 175

Education: Masters in Diplomarcy, Information technology and Modern Languages.
A levels in History, Mathmatics, Austian, English, Chemistry, Economics, ICT, Poltics

Speaks: Austian, English, French, Arabic, Welsh, Nuevo Kowloonian

Milatary Records: Passed through trainign camp with a A, rank of Captain

Place of Birth: Aust City

Born: May 26th

Religion: Has studied religion but has none.

Job: Emporers advisor and aide.
Which one?

Sophia Bin Bashir
When can you meet Sophia Bin Bashir?

"That's good,I need ask you a few questions, if we get married..where will we get married at?"She ask him and took a sip of tea.
"My family is fairly open-minded. So, if you would like to get married in a Mosque, then it is very acceptable. After all, it is under the eyes of the same God, no matter where you wed. God is everywhere." Sion'an replied, placing his cup on the saucer.

"My family is fairly open-minded. So, if you would like to get married in a Mosque, then it is very acceptable. After all, it is under the eyes of the same God, no matter where you wed. God is everywhere." Sion'an replied, placing his cup on the saucer.
"I see...well then.another question..Where would you like live?"she ask

"I know I must seem spineless with my very agreeable replies, but, I am open-minded and I love all parts of the world. It would be nice to live somewhere warm. While I'd love to be close to my home, I am willing to move away. I can always enroll in a university elsewhere." Sion'an replied, taking a sip of tea. "But, I must say, London is quite lovely. It is a nice place...but, I wouldn't want to live here."

"I know I must seem spineless with my very agreeable replies, but, I am open-minded and I love all parts of the world. It would be nice to live somewhere warm. While I'd love to be close to my home, I am willing to move away. I can always enroll in a university elsewhere." Sion'an replied, taking a sip of tea. "But, I must say, London is quite lovely. It is a nice place...but, I wouldn't want to live here."
"I don't want to live in London,I am just to here to see my Grandmother.But I am willing to move some else.But I don't want you to go another university on my part."Fawzia bin Bashir said and took another sip of tea.

When can you meet Sophia Bin Bashir?

Tommorrow at 7:30 (eastern standard time)

[OOC: Bah, you need a man with, experience.]

Dominus Pele Kawau, figurehead ruler of Hadula and leader of the defiant defense force against the evil forces of Holy Panooly, is a brave, charming man who is strong in his values. He has recently took note of this. Preferring strong, independent women, he seeks out marriage with one of the sisters, if they are so inclined.

http://www.iownjoo.com/freeimghost/VeniceDamon/general.gif
Name: (Dominus) Pele Kawau

Age: 43 years

Sex: Male

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Height: 6 feet 7 inches

Weight: 179 lbs

IQ: 121 (he is however a tactical genius and politician, he just lacks concentration, academic accomplishment, and intellectual apitude)

Education: Trained in Primary School (Grade/Middle School), did not attend Secondary or Tertiary School (High School and College, respectively)

Speaks: Portugese*, Native Hadulan*, English, Japanese, Mandarin, Indian (*Native language(s))

Military Records: Lead coup of the Hadulan government, respected as a tactical genius, never had formal military training

Place of Birth: Mandoli

Born: November 3rd

Religion: Muslim, with traditional Hadulan religion mixed in with his interpretation.

Job: Figurehead ruler of Hadula, military strategist, politician, was raised as a farm hand

"I don't want to live in London,I am just to here to see my Grandmother.But I am willing to move some else.But I don't want you to go another university on my part."Fawzia bin Bashir said and took another sip of tea.
"Well then, we could live in my home country until I'm finished school. After that, our options would be completely open." Sion'an suggested, smiling.

"Well then, we could live in my home country until I'm finished school. After that, our options would be completely open." Sion'an suggested, smiling.

"I see..well we can alway think about."She look at her watch and"I am sorry I must to attend meeting on my grandmother assets."She got up and said "Good bye and I hope that we can another meeting soon" said Fawzia bin Bashir.Her guards got up..to walk her outside.

Standing up, he took her hand in his and kissed it on top. "It was nice having tea with you, Miss bin Bashir. I do hope we get another chance to talk soon."

Smiling, Sion'an let go of her hand and sat back down.

Standing up, he took her hand in his and kissed it on top. "It was nice having tea with you, Miss bin Bashir. I do hope we get another chance to talk soon."

Smiling, Sion'an let go of her hand and sat back down.
"Well I hope we do!"She said with smile.She walk and put raincoat,(do the cool weather.).
Her Guard said"Why did we leave so soon?"
"None of business!"She said with a cold repy.

[OOC: Bah, you need a man with, experience.]

Dominus Pele Kawau, figurehead ruler of Hadula and leader of the defiant defense force against the evil forces of Holy Panooly, is a brave, charming man who is strong in his values. He has recently took note of this. Preferring strong, independent women, he seeks out marriage with one of the sisters, if they are so inclined.

http://www.iownjoo.com/freeimghost/VeniceDamon/general.gif
Name: (Dominus) Pele Kawau

Age: 43 years

Sex: Male

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Height: 6 feet 7 inches

Weight: 179 lbs

IQ: 121 (he is however a tactical genius and politician, he just lacks concentration, academic accomplishment, and intellectual apitude)

Education: Trained in Primary School (Grade/Middle School), did not attend Secondary or Tertiary School (High School and College, respectively)

Speaks: Portugese*, Native Hadulan*, English, Japanese, Mandarin, Indian (*Native language(s))

Military Records: Lead coup of the Hadulan government, respected as a tactical genius, never had formal military training

Place of Birth: Mandoli

Born: November 3rd

Religion: Muslim, with traditional Hadulan religion mixed in with his interpretation.

Job: Figurehead ruler of Hadula, military strategist, politician, was raised as a farm hand
"Oh great better meet him and get him off the list" Sophia Bin Bashir
thougth to herself."Pele Kawau when can you meet me?" Sophia asked

Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II

Greetings from The High Council of The Lords of War,
We send you a message from our most gracious Overlord, William Nar Crawfnord

We have been advised that your sisters are looking for potential husbands at present. At present, we have been informed recently that our subjects would prefer if we threw off the trappings of bachelorhood and entered into blissful matrimony with a young woman of notable decent. We do find your two sisters most charming in their descriptions.

Our particulars

Full Common name:
William Nar Wittlebach Crawfnord
(William of House Crawfnord in the Traditional Var lexion)

Title: Overlord of the Var, High Lord of Herran, Protector of the Enclave, Karlord of House Crawfnord

Age: 36 years approximatly

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 185

We have no clue what our IQ score was, nor would we desired it published to anyone.

Personal Intrests: Sailing, Horseridding, Hunting, Par'k Ta (of course you will have no idea what that is) and collecting sculpture of the early 20th century.

As for education, we unfortunatly came to the throne to early in our lives to benifit from a formal education. Although, my extended family did help in insurering the best tutors available to me.

As for religion, ah that is a difficult thing to parse in such a breif time. We live in a nation that is not at all secure with the concept of faith all though our personal beleifs in a divine being are unwavering.
-With Greatest Respect
William I Rex

P.S. The enclosed photo is a recent 2-D image of the Overlord
http://www.eng.auburn.edu/users/donatgw/rupeideal4.jpg
Which sister do you want to meet?

"Oh great better meet him and get him off the list" Sophia Bin Bashir
thougth to herself."Pele Kawau when can you meet me?" Sophia asked
A rather cordial message in well written handwriting was sent to Sophia.

Ms. Bin Bashir,

You may come to Hadula any time you wish. I do have plans for us in Mandoli, our beautiful capital, we can provide transportation if you wish. I am sincerely delighted that you wish to meet me, and I am waiting for your arrival.

Kawau

A rather cordial message in well written handwriting was sent to Sophia.

Ms. Bin Bashir,

You may come to Hadula any time you wish. I do have plans for us in Mandoli, our beautiful capital, we can provide transportation if you wish. I am sincerely delighted that you wish to meet me, and I am waiting for your arrival.

Kawau

"I be on my way.By the way two Imperial Black Guardmen is coming with me.

"I be on my way.By the way two Imperial Black Guardmen is coming with me.
We have no objections. Please notify us when you arrive at Mandoli AirOceania Terminal.

We have no objections. Please notify us when you arrive at Mandoli AirOceania Terminal.
Eight hours later her plane landed at the Airport.
She came out with her Imperial black guardmen, and She look for him.

As she arrived, a rather huge man stepped near, nodding to the guards. Wearing a well woven suit of arying colors, his hair rather well groomed, and smelling of an exotic Indo-Asiatic musk, the native man smiled down on Sophia.

"Its a pleasure to meet you Ms. Bashir. May I escort you to our envoy? You must be ravished with hunger from the long trip, I am sorry about the out-of-the-way nature of our state. We take pride in our Micronesian heritage however. Please, come with me, I am sure we will accomodate for your guards."

He held out his hand. He was rather charming for an old man, even though he was not attractive.

Fawzia bin Bashir flew back to Istanbul.And had a meeting with her father Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir.This is how it goes..

"Father,I have decide to go with Sion'an for my husband."she said

"Fine may you be happy with your choice,But I must meet this young man!"Said her father

"I try to get him to meet you father!"She reply.

As she arrived, a rather huge man stepped near, nodding to the guards. Wearing a well woven suit of arying colors, his hair rather well groomed, and smelling of an exotic Indo-Asiatic musk, the native man smiled down on Sophia.

"Its a pleasure to meet you Ms. Bashir. May I escort you to our envoy? You must be ravished with hunger from the long trip, I am sorry about the out-of-the-way nature of our state. We take pride in our Micronesian heritage however. Please, come with me, I am sure we will accomodate for your guards."

He held out his hand. He was rather charming for an old man, even though he was not attractive.

"Yes,I am hunger.I don't mind your out of date system..." Sophia Bin Bashir said."Oh why me ...well just behave and be nice.."She thought to herself.
Her Guards follow her at all cost.

On route to Istanbul, Sion'an made a call to his parents, and spoke with his mother, Reilla Fritz, who was also the Right Honourable Prime Minister of Kryozerkia.

"Hey dad, is mom home?"

"Hi Sion'an. Sure, I'll get her for you."

After a minute, his mother picked up the phone. "Sion'an! How good it is to hear your voice!"

"Hey mom. I left London a couple of hours ago and I'm heading for Istanbul where Fawzia lives. She wants me to meet with her father first." Sion'an explained.

"Of course. Now, you be good, and make sure he has no reason to hate you, not that he could. When you're done, you'll have to call us. There will have to be a meeting of the families."

"Don't you have a war to deal with?"

"Yeah, well, Neo-Wu is a thorn in our side, but this is what I hired a body double for." Reilla chuckled. "Now, keep in touch."

"I will mom."

Hanging up his cell phone, he returned to to his pocket and sat back in his plane seat.

Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir(age 59) or father of the bride call all his sons over to the family home in Istanbul.His sons are
Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II(age 30),Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir(age 27), and Captian Aziz Bin Bashir of Imperial Guard(age 22)(the brothers Bashir)


"Father why have do call us here,I have to run the Ottoman State!"said Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II

"Because it about your sister maybe Husband, I want to see him and tell what do you think of him,any moment Fawzia should coming in."said Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir

Fawzia with her sister Nashida.came in and saw her brother seating with their father,She as been out shopping with youngest sister Nashida(age 20).
"What going on?"She ask

"Father want us here when your maybe husband comes."said Uthman Bin Bashir

Then her mother came in
"Well what time he is going to come?"ask Rabeea Al Bashir(age 57)

"Soon."Fawzia reply.

A few hours later, the British Airways flight that Sion'an had been flying on touched down at the interntational airport in Istanbul. He held a piece of paper in hand. It had the address of where Fawzia wanted him to go to when he arrived in her home nation.

Waving for a taxi, Sion'an wordlessly held out the piece of paper, as he didn't have the language capabilities to communicate where he wanted to. Luckily for him the driver understood what Sion'an wanted and drove him to his local destination.

A short while later, he arrived at his location and handed the driver the fare, which was incidently more than he owed, but didn't mind. Climbing out of the taxi, he gazed up at the building, and nodded. 'Gorgeous architecture.'

Walking up to the entrance, he rang the bell.

ooc: assume that when someone come to answer, Sion'an follows them in. Proceed from when he arrives inside.

A few hours later, the British Airways flight that Sion'an had been flying on touched down at the interntational airport in Istanbul. He held a piece of paper in hand. It had the address of where Fawzia wanted him to go to when he arrived in her home nation.

Waving for a taxi, Sion'an wordlessly held out the piece of paper, as he didn't have the language capabilities to communicate where he wanted to. Luckily for him the driver understood what Sion'an wanted and drove him to his local destination.

A short while later, he arrived at his location and handed the driver the fare, which was incidently more than he owed, but didn't mind. Climbing out of the taxi, he gazed up at the building, and nodded. 'Gorgeous architecture.'

Walking up to the entrance, he rang the bell.

ooc: assume that when someone come to answer, Sion'an follows them in. Proceed from when he arrives inside.
"Yes how may I help you?"answer Captian Aziz Bin Bashir

"Yes how may I help you?"answer Captian Aziz Bin Bashir
Smiling friendly, Sion'an replied, "yes you can. I'm here to see Fawzia and meet with her father. I'm Sion'an Fritz."

Smiling friendly, Sion'an replied, "yes you can. I'm here to see Fawzia and meet with her father. I'm Sion'an Fritz."
"Ah to good see you,I am her brother.Come this way."Said the Captain
He led him to the family room,where every was sitting .

"Ah to good see you,I am her brother.Come this way."Said the Captain
He led him to the family room,where every was sitting .
Following him in, Sion'an stepped forward and addressed Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir, his tone genuinely polite and moderately submissive. "Good day sir. I'm sure you already know my name, but, I shall introduce myself anyway. I'm Sion'an Fritz, the son of Kryozerkian Prime Minister Reilla Fritz and General Mitthei Fritz."

Following him in, Sion'an stepped forward and addressed Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir, his tone genuinely polite and moderately submissive. "Good day sir. I'm sure you already know my name, but, I shall introduce myself anyway. I'm Sion'an Fritz, the son of Kryozerkian Prime Minister Reilla Fritz and General Mitthei Fritz."

"Yes I know,now lets get to the point,What are you plans with Fawzia,Do you have a job or getting a job.Are you going to be loyal to her not see somelse one during marrage(cheating).I understand you know English,French,yet no Turkish or Arabic,That could a be problem! anwser lad!"said Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir
"Father is going at him petty well"said Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II((in Arabic) to Fawzia
"Yes he is."Fawzia reply in Ottoman Turkish.

"Yes I know,now lets get to the point,What are you plans with Fawzia,Do you have a job or getting a job.Are you going to be loyal to her not see somelse one during marrage(cheating).I understand you know English,French,yet no Turkish or Arabic,That could a be problem! anwser lad!"said Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir
"Father is going at him petty well"said Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II((in Arabic) to Fawzia
"Yes he is."Fawzia reply in Ottoman Turkish.
Having taken a seat, Sion'an acknowledged the vizer's questions with obviously suitable answers. He replied, "Marriage would be the first one.

"I am opting for a parttime job as I continue my education, as I hope to get my PhD in Linguistics.

"Loyalty is never a question for me; I believe in complete fidelity. There is no point to marriage if one is going to be infidel to their spouse."

He paused then added. "Yes, I can understand why you believe that my lack of knowledge of Turkish or Arabic is a problem, but I will learn them. In my home nation I had no use for them. But, I am not adverse to learning a new tongue, especially if it was for a greater purpose than for my own supposedly and seemingly selfish reasons."

He turned a deaf ear to those speaking in tongues he didn't understand.

Having taken a seat, Sion'an acknowledged the vizer's questions with obviously suitable answers. He replied, "Marriage would be the first one.

"I am opting for a parttime job as I continue my education, as I hope to get my PhD in Linguistics.

"Loyalty is never a question for me; I believe in complete fidelity. There is no point to marriage if one is going to be infidel to their spouse."

He paused then added. "Yes, I can understand why you believe that my lack of knowledge of Turkish or Arabic is a problem, but I will learn them. In my home nation I had no use for them. But, I am not adverse to learning a new tongue, especially if it was for a greater purpose than for my own supposedly and seemingly selfish reasons."

He turned a deaf ear to those speaking in tongues he didn't understand.
"Well Lad you have answer good,But one thing do you know how to use a Gun or sword.And do you drink?(beer and etc...)ask Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir

"If he said say that he does drinks and doe not know how a use a gun,I will piss."Said the Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir(in Arabic)

"Yeah lets beat the hell out of him or freak him out."Said Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir(in Ottoman Turkish)

"Lets do it..."said the Sultan(in Arabic)
they all laugh and smile at Sion'an

"I am proficiant in small firearms and hunting rifles, but I never had training with large firearms. Outside of fencing, I am sadly terrible at sword fighting. I however, can proudly say I have not become victim of any of the vices; I think drinking is a waste of a good mind and a life." Sion'an replied, completely oblivious to what Fawzia's brothers were obviously plotting.

"I am proficiant in small firearms and hunting rifles, but I never had training with large firearms. Outside of fencing, I am sadly terrible at sword fighting. I however, can proudly say I have not become victim of any of the vices; I think drinking is a waste of a good mind and a life." Sion'an replied, completely oblivious to what Fawzia's brothers were obviously plotting.
"Ah good you have not gone to the vice of drinking."said the Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir

"Now you said were a only fencing eh?,well better start teaching you how to defend yourself with a sword!"said Sutlan Suleiman al Bashir II
all three brother pull out their swords and give one to Sion'an to use

"Let us start"said the Captain

They began move on him...

Accepting the sword, Sion'an nodded. "This is indeed a fine piece of craftsmenship, if I do say so myself. Now then, gentlemen, why do we need to resort to violent actions? If I'm not mistake, does not the Koran say that Allah condemns violent actions?"

He gave the sword a few test motions. "She does handle well, doesn't she?"

He prepped himself by going into position. "Now, while I may be terrible at fencing, you never know. I might happen to show one of you three fine gentlemen up."

Accepting the sword, Sion'an nodded. "This is indeed a fine piece of craftsmenship, if I do say so myself. Now then, gentlemen, why do we need to resort to violent actions? If I'm not mistake, does not the Koran say that Allah condemns violent actions?"

He gave the sword a few test motions. "She does handle well, doesn't she?"

He prepped himself by going into position. "Now, while I may be terrible at fencing, you never know. I might happen to show one of you three fine gentlemen up."
"Nuts it didn't feak him out,Its just a test to see...if you would remain clam or feak out.you pass with flying color."Said Sutlan Suleiman al Bashir II
They put their swords away.

"Welcome to the family.lad,You have premission to marry Fawzia."Father and Mother said it at the same time.

"Nuts it didn't feak him out,Its just a test to see...if you would remain clam or feak out.you pass with flying color."Said Sutlan Suleiman al Bashir II
They put their swords away.

"Welcome to the family.lad,You have premission to marry Fawzia."Father and Mother said it at the same time.
"Thank you, sir, ma'am. I'm honoured to be able to marry such a fine young lady." Sion'an replied, smiling softly at her parents.

Which sister do you want to meet?

If both are single and unattached, either or both. You see, both are of a good family and both are obviously intelligent, educated women. But what are they intrested in? What are their the personalites like? These are all things that we need to understand. We would prefer to have a good match for a relationship and presently the only real diffrences between them is a slight bit of age and apperance.

"Thank you, sir, ma'am. I'm honoured to be able to marry such a fine young lady." Sion'an replied, smiling softly at her parents.
"Now when can we meet your side of family lad?"ask Vizer Suleiman al Bashir I

Foreign Minister Robert Abdulla would like to make an offer to her excellency Sophia Bin Al-Bashir.

Name: Robert Abdulla
Age: 31 years
Sex: Male
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5 feet, 11 inches
Weight: 165
IQ: 182
Education: Masters Degree in International Law from the London School of Economics and Political Science (LSE)
Speaks: Arabic, German, English and Mandarin Chinese
Place of Birth: Al-Salaam, Greenmanbry
Data of Birth: March 28, 1973
Religion:Muslim


Greenmanbry-sent your Foreign Minister Robert Abdulla anytime by now,Sophia Bin Al-Bashir is waiting for him..

Which one?
Sophia Bin Bashir

Kawau watched her non-chalant and nearly bored expression as she childishly agreed. Not showing much in response, the rather imposing Dominus nodded simply and began to stride ahead. He soon led her to a small limo, nothing luxurious, but of nostalgic Hadulan design, she noticed quite well that Mandoli was almost a hybrid of new and old. The automotives that strode smoothly down the small streets had smooth curves, and had the 1940s look of old-fashioned luxury car design. She also noticed that few cars were on the roads. Instead, many people used bikes to go across the small lanes, and others walked. Rather, it was a quite city, and was rather sparsely developed, as she noticed from her plane. There was many parks and gardens across the sides o concrete, but beautiful, organic (as in organic shapes) buildings of interesting architectural design lorded over the city. She could feel peace in this city, not the hustle and bustle of many metopolises, but almost the tranquil silence of a rural town. As the light sea breeze from the east blew across the sidewalk, the fall leaves scratched across the pavement. The dazzling display of orange, yellow, and steel was a bit much as the sudden surge of life came upon her as she stepped from the door.

The vehicle itself was small but cozy, and looked larger than it really was from inside. Included was a privacy window between the driver's seat and the back room, with a leather sofa on the sides. Included was a small wine rack, a openable port hole at the top, and a small table between the sofas. Enough room was supplied for the two guards.

As the chaffeur opened the door, Pele Kawau smiled and gestured her in.

"Be my guest."

"Now when can we meet your side of family lad?"ask Vizer Suleiman al Bashir I
"As soon as I call my parents. I had called them before landing here to inform them of this meeting. My mother requested that afterward I call them back and at that point they would fly in." Sion'an replied.

Kawau watched her non-chalant and nearly bored expression as she childishly agreed. Not showing much in response, the rather imposing Dominus nodded simply and began to stride ahead. He soon led her to a small limo, nothing luxurious, but of nostalgic Hadulan design, she noticed quite well that Mandoli was almost a hybrid of new and old. The automotives that strode smoothly down the small streets had smooth curves, and had the 1940s look of old-fashioned luxury car design. She also noticed that few cars were on the roads. Instead, many people used bikes to go across the small lanes, and others walked. Rather, it was a quite city, and was rather sparsely developed, as she noticed from her plane. There was many parks and gardens across the sides o concrete, but beautiful, organic (as in organic shapes) buildings of interesting architectural design lorded over the city. She could feel peace in this city, not the hustle and bustle of many metopolises, but almost the tranquil silence of a rural town. As the light sea breeze from the east blew across the sidewalk, the fall leaves scratched across the pavement. The dazzling display of orange, yellow, and steel was a bit much as the sudden surge of life came upon her as she stepped from the door.

The vehicle itself was small but cozy, and looked larger than it really was from inside. Included was a privacy window between the driver's seat and the back room, with a leather sofa on the sides. Included was a small wine rack, a openable port hole at the top, and a small table between the sofas. Enough room was supplied for the two guards.

As the chaffeur opened the door, Pele Kawau smiled and gestured her in.

"Be my guest."
"Thank you!"said Sophia Bin Al-Bashir as she got into the car.and thought to herself I better get home by 7 o'clock

As Sion'an was in another timezone, he had no idea what had happened back in his home country, until later that night when he received a call from his older sister, Kiari Shkovi-Fritz, who was about twenty-seven. His sister's surname is slightly different from his because she had married the son of General Shkovi. She had elected to have a conjoined name.

Answering the phone, Sion'an groaned. He didn't like being woken up. "H'llo?"

"Sion'an? Are you awake?" a female voice asked, speaking in an odd tongue; well, an odd one if one wasn't from Kryozerkia.

"Now I am!" he snapped at his older sister.

"Watch it or I'll deport your ass!"

"And how are you going to do that? You're just the Junior Minister of Defense!"

"No, I'm Prime Minister Shkovi-Fritz."

"WHAT??" Sion'an exclaimed sitting up, his eyes wide with shock.

"You heard me, I'm Prime Minister. I got the job earlier today after mom was assassinated in the House of Commons."

"Shit!" Sion'an cursed under his breath. "She and dad were supposed to meet with Fawzia's parents..."

"Oh right, that chick. So, how goes the betrothal?"

"Stop it, Kiari! You're such a bitch! Kill the sarcasm and be serious for a minute! Mom has just been killed!"

"I know...I know..."

"So, how do I explain this to them?"

"Have our distaught father meet them?"

"KIARI!! I told you to be serious!"

"Yeah...yeah.."

Falling back on the bed, Sion'an sighed. "Ok, so, tell dad I'll return home tomorrow. I'll explain it to the Bashirs."

Hanging up, he cursed to himself.

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Kryozerkian Leadership Crisis (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=354338)

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Sophia Bin Bashir
When can you meet Sophia Bin Bashir?

"Thank you!"said Sophia Bin Al-Bashir as she got into the car.and thought to herself I better get home by 7 o'clock
As Kawau sat he looked to Sophia with a soft smile.

"You look rather uncomfortable. Do not worry, where we are going it is easy to relax. I had guessed by your behavior you were not much one for formal affairs, so I changed plans. A question before we arrive, I assume you know how to dance at a formal occasion, yes?"

As Kawau sat he looked to Sophia with a soft smile.

"You look rather uncomfortable. Do not worry, where we are going it is easy to relax. I had guessed by your behavior you were not much one for formal affairs, so I changed plans. A question before we arrive, I assume you know how to dance at a formal occasion, yes?"

"I don't dance period.Just don't ask me to dance."She reply with a smile.

"I don't dance period.Just don't me to dance."She reply with a smile.
Kawau nodded.

"Very well. It was rather a rhetorical question, it wouldn't matter either way."

He smiled, and then continued.

"You like seafood, no?"

When can you meet Sophia Bin Bashir?
The Emporer has given Prince Matt leave of his dutys and the use of Emporer 3(One of the Emporers privet jets) so anytime you wish.

Kawau nodded.

"Very well. It was rather a rhetorical question, it wouldn't matter either way."

He smiled, and then continued.

"You like seafood, no?"
"Why I love Seafood."said Sophia

The Emporer has given Prince Matt leave of his dutys and the use of Emporer 3(One of the Emporers privet jets) so anytime you wish.
She try to meet Prince Matt,on Monday.

She try to meet Prince Matt,on Monday.
Okay, where?

Okay, where?
Izmir,Ottoman Khaif.

Robert Abdulla was on a commercial flight to Istanbul.. Two more hours he thought, as he adjusted his suit and prepared his passport for Istanbul immigration officials.

Robert Abdulla was on a commercial flight to Istanbul.. Two more hours he thought, as he adjusted his suit and prepared his passport for Istanbul immigration officials.

Sophia will be waiting for you at the Airport,with her two Black Imperal Guardmens(they are dress all in black with sunglass).

OOC:Lets just said this before or after the Haudla meeting...

Izmir,Ottoman Khaif.
Okay

Name: Major Joseph Lenin
Age: somewhere in his 30s
Gender: Male
Birth: Bhavangrad, Roman Republic
Occupation: Commander of the Delta Force
Height: 6'4"
Eyes: Black
Hair: Black
Weight: 150 lbs
IQ: 180
Education: Roman Republican Military Academy
Language: English, Arabic, Hindi, & Spanish

Kryozerkian Leadership Crisis (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=354338)

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After explaining to the Bashir family that he had to return to Kryozerkia on family related business, as his mother had just been assassinated. He had explained he would a few days, after which he would return with his sister, teh current Prime Minister and their father.

True to his word, a few days later, Sion'an returned to Istanbul wih his sister Kiari and their father General Mitthei Fritz.

Arriving at the Bashir residence, Sion'an rang, and waited for an answer.

Name: Major Joseph Lenin
Age: somewhere in his 30s
Gender: Male
Birth: Bhavangrad, Roman Republic
Occupation: Commander of the Delta Force
Height: 6'4"
Eyes: Black
Hair: Black
Weight: 150 lbs
IQ: 180
Education: Roman Republican Military Academy
Language: English, Arabic, Hindi, & Spanish
which Sister.
OOC: please state which sister do you want.I am sick of people not telling me.

I don't know, Which sister do you have and what are their status. or give me a sister as beauitiful as the other and has a good personality.

I don't know, Which sister do you have and what are their status. or give me a sister as beauitiful as the other and has a good personality.

Sophia is only one free for now.She has a good personality.

Kryozerkian Leadership Crisis (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=354338)

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After explaining to the Bashir family that he had to return to Kryozerkia on family related business, as his mother had just been assassinated. He had explained he would a few days, after which he would return with his sister, teh current Prime Minister and their father.

True to his word, a few days later, Sion'an returned to Istanbul wih his sister Kiari and their father General Mitthei Fritz.

Arriving at the Bashir residence, Sion'an rang, and waited for an answer.
Fawzia three brothers,Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II,Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir and Captian Aziz Bin Bashir were not a the family home.They had go a major meeting in the Ottoman Goverment.

As her two sisters.Sophia Bin Bashir had to go a meeting with her maybe husband.and Nashida who is the assistant Grand Vizier,Had to go with him the major meeting.
Only ones at the home where Fawzia,her mother and father.Also her Uncle(father brother) Vizier Ibrahim Bin Bashir(52) was their with his wife Alexandrina Victoria bin Bashir(50) who is from Ottoman Greece.

A Ottoman Officer answer the door and said"How may I help?"

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Sion'an stepped forward. "Yes, I'm back to see Miss Bashir and her father Vizir bin Bashir. An audience with my parents, or at least father was requested. The man here, is my father, General Mitthei Fritz. My mother tragically and most unfortunately couldn't attend. Lastly, this young lady, is my sister, Prime Minister Kiari Shkovi-Fritz."

Sion'an stepped forward. "Yes, I'm back to see Miss Bashir and her father Vizir bin Bashir. An audience with my parents, or at least father was requested. The man here, is my father, General Mitthei Fritz. My mother tragically and most unfortunately couldn't attend. Lastly, this young lady, is my sister, Prime Minister Kiari Shkovi-Fritz."

"Ah I see,Please fellow me."said Ottoman Officer led them to the room where Fawzia and her parent sitting.

Smiling meekly, Sion'an walked into the sitting room. "Vizer bin Bashir, Madam, this is my father, General Mitthei Fritz, and my sister Prime Minister Kiari Shkovi-Fritz. Earlier I had informed you about the sudden death of my mother, late Prime Minister Reilla Fritz."

General Fritz stepped forward. "Good to meet you."

Kiari gave a plastic cold smile to Fawzia, then turned to Sion'an and not bothering to lower her voice, in Krozin (native Kryozerkian which is a mix of Gaelic, German and a Farflorinian English dialect - this form of English is very weird and not known outside of Kryozerkia), "why do you insist on this foreigner, when there are perfectly decent women back home!"

Sion'an glared at Kiari, and in Krozin replied, "If you're referring to your gold digger friends, then, NO! There aren't!"

Smiling meekly, Sion'an walked into the sitting room. "Vizer bin Bashir, Madam, this is my father, General Mitthei Fritz, and my sister Prime Minister Kiari Shkovi-Fritz. Earlier I had informed you about the sudden death of my mother, late Prime Minister Reilla Fritz."

General Fritz stepped forward. "Good to meet you."

Kiari gave a plastic cold smile to Fawzia, then turned to Sion'an and not bothering to lower her voice, in Krozin (native Kryozerkian which is a mix of Gaelic, German and a Farflorinian English dialect - this form of English is very weird and not known outside of Kryozerkia), "why do you insist on this foreigner, when there are perfectly decent women back home!"

Sion'an glared at Kiari, and in Krozin replied, "If you're referring to your gold digger friends, then, NO! There aren't!"

Fawzia ask her Uncle in Arabic"do you understand what they are saying?"
"I understand a litte,I belive they call us gold digger."said Vizier Ibrahim Bin Bashir in Arabic

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Fawzia ask her Uncle in Arabic"do you understand what they are saying?"
"I understand a litte,I belive they call us gold digger."said Vizier Ibrahim Bin Bashir in Arabic
Sion'an glared hard at his sister. "Now they're talking about us and not in a good way! If you had kept your mouth shut, then they wouldn't have to figure out what ignorance has spewed from your mouth!"

She smirked. "You're the one who insulted my friends by saying they are 'gold diggers'..."

"You're ditzy two-bit friends are! And they're shallow as hell! Further, if you even suggest I take a look at the and then add insult to a decent woman, I will personally see to your political fall!"

Turning away from Kiari, Sion'an sighed. "I'm very sorry about this sir, but my sister is quite a piece of work sometimes. She doesn't seem to like that I have chosen such a lovely lady as Fawzia. She'd rather I had chosen a local girl, and by that, she means one of her friends. I told her I hated her friends and that they were all shallow two-bit gold diggers."

*Twiddles thumbs*
Sophia will see you.Do the fact that's the others guys not reply...

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This is just in Fawzia bin Bashir and Sophia Bin Bashir are going to be vice Foreign Ministers.By their request...

"Why I love Seafood."said Sophia
Kawau smiled and looked to the driver. He said something in a rather strange foreign language. She recognized it as the native language of Hadula. The chaffeur/driver seemed to nod rather nonchalantly. He replied in the same tongue. Kawau then turned to Sophia.

"We will be there soon. Be free to look at the sights. There isn't much happening today, the Arts Festival is going to be held in New Salamanca. And we are making preparations."

He was rather vague on the last statement and looked out of the window, his face melting into a neutral stare. As Sophia looked out the window, she saw what he meant. Very few people were out, and for good reason. Soldiers in khaki uniforms and grey armbands marched down the streets, male and female, and many were doing drills in empty parking lots. A large APC lumbered past the limo, and in the distance, a band was playing a song, and raising the Hadulan colors up high. The Internationale, the Hadulan anthem, was the song after Sophia recognized it, but it seemed rather far off.

Kawau smiled and looked to the driver. He said something in a rather strange foreign language. She recognized it as the native language of Hadula. The chaffeur/driver seemed to nod rather nonchalantly. He replied in the same tongue. Kawau then turned to Sophia.

"We will be there soon. Be free to look at the sights. There isn't much happening today, the Arts Festival is going to be held in New Salamanca. And we are making preparations."

He was rather vague on the last statement and looked out of the window, his face melting into a neutral stare. As Sophia looked out the window, she saw what he meant. Very few people were out, and for good reason. Soldiers in khaki uniforms and grey armbands marched down the streets, male and female, and many were doing drills in empty parking lots. A large APC lumbered past the limo, and in the distance, a band was playing a song, and raising the Hadulan colors up high. The Internationale, the Hadulan anthem, was the song after Sophia recognized it, but it seemed rather far off.
"Readly for war Eh?"ask Sophia

"Readly for war Eh?"ask Sophia
Kawau nods.

"People seek to invade and destroy Hadula, exploit us for little reason. We will not let our culture die, and we will stand and fight."

He looked to her.

"No need to trouble yourself with that, it is our own affairs. I'm more interested in knowing about you, if it is not uncomfortable for you to say."

Kawau nods.

"People seek to invade and destroy Hadula, exploit us for little reason. We will not let our culture die, and we will stand and fight."

He looked to her.

"No need to trouble yourself with that, it is our own affairs. I'm more interested in knowing about you, if it is not uncomfortable for you to say."

"Ask a way.."Sophia reply with a Smile.

"Ask a way.."Sophia reply with a Smile.
Kawau smiled.

"You can tell I was never good at this. I am considered a black sheep in my family, never was one for personal socializing. But I know the right people, at least, that is why I am here, as Dominus."

He leaned foward, interested.

"Why did you accept my request, I mean, I may not be the most prospective canidate, I have little to offer, and I am rather aged. So, why exactly did you decide to come?"

Kawau smiled.

"You can tell I was never good at this. I am considered a black sheep in my family, never was one for personal socializing. But I know the right people, at least, that is why I am here, as Dominus."

He leaned foward, interested.

"Why did you accept my request, I mean, I may not be the most prospective canidate, I have little to offer, and I am rather aged. So, why exactly did you decide to come?"

"Oh because I tiring to be polite and Since I am a Foreign Minister to get to get know my nations friends.sorry I don't want to marry you.Just get to know you as a leader."She reply.

"Oh because I tiring to be polite and Since I am a Foreign Minister to get to get know my nations friends.sorry I don't want to marry you.Just get to know you as a leader."She reply.
Kawau smiled rather mechanically and sat back, nodding.

"Ah, I see, well then, I guess we can change the mood then. If this is your choice, I won't intercede. We can hold a conference in a more appropriate place."

He turned and spoke to the driver, again in the native dialect. He turned back. The chaffeur was tapping into a radio phone with a headset, and lifted the privacy window, drowning out his voice.

"A meal will be provided at the Grand Hovel Conference Hall. I am sure you will enjoy it. We can discuss furthur there."

Kawau smiled rather mechanically and sat back, nodding.

"Ah, I see, well then, I guess we can change the mood then. If this is your choice, I won't intercede. We can hold a conference in a more appropriate place."

He turned and spoke to the driver, again in the native dialect. He turned back. The chaffeur was tapping into a radio phone with a headset, and lifted the privacy window, drowning out his voice.

"A meal will be provided at the Grand Hovel Conference Hall. I am sure you will enjoy it. We can discuss furthur there."
"I am truly sorry if I have offend you!"She reply.

"I am truly sorry if I have offend you!"She reply.
Kawau shook his head chuckling.

"No, you have not offended me. Anyway, we will be there soon. Our nations have only dealt with each other for a short while, mostly in the Libyan conflict, which was quite the fiasco. How is Fariyah anyway? Still Prime Minister? I knew her rather well, and her brother. She was born in Hadula, we went to Primary School together, her parents Libyan refugees during the Mississppian occupation. She returned to Libya after receiving an education here, unlike me."

He spoke in a rather friendly tone, and smiled with the last comment, as if making fun of himself.

Kawau shook his head chuckling.

"No, you have not offended me. Anyway, we will be there soon. Our nations have only dealt with each other for a short while, mostly in the Libyan conflict, which was quite the fiasco. How is Fariyah anyway? Still Prime Minister? I knew her rather well, and her brother. She was born in Hadula, we went to Primary School together, her parents Libyan refugees during the Mississppian occupation. She returned to Libya after receiving an education here, unlike me."

He spoke in a rather friendly tone, and smiled with the last comment, as if making fun of himself.
"She is still the PM of Ottoman Libyan..and doing fine I may Add."She reply

"She is still the PM of Ottoman Libyan..and doing fine I may Add."She reply
He nodded.

"I am open to questions, we have a rather long trip, the speed limit is lowered because of the marches, it may take a while to reach the Grand Hovel."

He nodded.

"I am open to questions, we have a rather long trip, the speed limit is lowered because of the marches, it may take a while to reach the Grand Hovel."
"May I ask why you didn't go to high school or college?"she ask

"May I ask why you didn't go to high school or college?"she ask
His smile faded for a moment.

"I said before I was a black sheep. My family has been involved in Hadula's politics for generations. I wanted nothing of it, I wanted to live a simple life. Hadulans may chose to only complete Primary School, as that is the minimum. Those that complete Primary School can become laborers, entertainers, farmers, or prostitutes, whatever they wish that doesn't require furthur education. Since I had no want to become a lawyer, or an architect, or anything of the sort, I decided to become a farmhand. A bad decision, yes, and.."

He became quiet and then slowly continued.

"That isn't much of a concern, but that is why."

His smile faded for a moment.

"I said before I was a black sheep. My family has been involved in Hadula's politics for generations. I wanted nothing of it, I wanted to live a simple life. Hadulans may chose to only complete Primary School, as that is the minimum. Those that complete Primary School can become laborers, entertainers, farmers, or prostitutes, whatever they wish that doesn't require furthur education. Since I had no want to become a lawyer, or an architect, or anything of the sort, I decided to become a farmhand. A bad decision, yes, and.."

He became quiet and then slowly continued.

"That isn't much of a concern, but that is why."

"I see..." She reply

"So tell me more about your family.."She ask him

"So tell me more about your family.."She ask him
He thought for a moment before replying.

"Our family originally began with Chief Kawau of the island that is now known as Santana. He openly joined his tribe with the Portugese colonists as a part of New Portugal, saying that the white man would bring their civilization to his people. So he renamed himself Javier Kawau in Portugese tradition.

When Karl Marx visited Hadula, he met Lupe Kawau, who was a nativist and a socialist philospher, and also an activist for women's rights. She was one of the major organizers of the socialist revolution in Hadula that overthrew Portugese rule.

Juan Carlos Kawau was one of the first members of the Triumverate, and organized our educational and welfare system. He also instated a nationwide medical system with his massive reforms.

The Kawau family has been in Hadula's history for generations, we have shaped the course of this nation's path. Only recently has the "Royal Family" of Hadula receded from politics. Its a rather personal reason.

I am mostly estranged from my immediate family, I have not spoken with them since I dropped out of Primary School. Nor do I wish to."

He thought for a moment before replying.

"Our family originally began with Chief Kawau of the island that is now known as Santana. He openly joined his tribe with the Portugese colonists as a part of New Portugal, saying that the white man would bring their civilization to his people. So he renamed himself Javier Kawau in Portugese tradition.

When Karl Marx visited Hadula, he met Lupe Kawau, who was a nativist and a socialist philospher, and also an activist for women's rights. She was one of the major organizers of the socialist revolution in Hadula that overthrew Portugese rule.

Juan Carlos Kawau was one of the first members of the Triumverate, and organized our educational and welfare system. He also instated a nationwide medical system with his massive reforms.

The Kawau family has been in Hadula's history for generations, we have shaped the course of this nation's path. Only recently has the "Royal Family" of Hadula receded from politics. Its a rather personal reason.

I am mostly estranged from my immediate family, I have not spoken with them since I dropped out of Primary School. Nor do I wish to."

"May I ask why your estranged with your family?'she ask

"May I ask why your estranged with your family?'she ask
He feigned a smile and kept his answer short.

"I hated politics, I hated the public life, I saw my father cheat on my mother with more than one woman, including his own sister, my mother was too weak to escape him, and died because of it, and I found out my mother was in fact my aunt. After my father suffered from Alzheimers, he became an empty shell, and then I had no reason to go back to him. I wanted to be away from them. I wanted to escape from the den of depravation my family had fallen in. I stumbled and fell into another..."

He then looked out the window. Despite his amazing openness, he seemed uncomfortable with the personal questions.

He feigned a smile and kept his answer short.

"I hated politics, I hated the public life, I saw my father cheat on my mother with more than one woman, including his own sister, my mother was too weak to escape him, and died because of it, and I found out my mother was in fact my aunt. After my father suffered from Alzheimers, he became an empty shell, and then I had no reason to go back to him. I wanted to be away from them. I wanted to escape from the den of depravation my family had fallen in. I stumbled and fell into another..."

He then looked out the window. Despite his amazing openness, he seemed uncomfortable with the personal questions.
"I see..I am sorry to hear this...so when will reach the pleace we are going have dinner.(she trys to change the subject."She ask

"I see..I am sorry to hear this...so when will reach the pleace we are going have dinner.(she trys to change the subject."She ask
Attempting to be pleasant, he turns and smiles at her.

"Do not worry much about it. Yes, if that is fine with you. Dusk is approaching rather quickly, no? [OOC: Its winter in the southern hemisphere] I have a native dish prepared, rather exquisite, have you ever had calamari?"

Attempting to be pleasant, he turns and smiles at her.

"Do not worry much about it. Yes, if that is fine with you. Dusk is approaching rather quickly, no? [OOC: Its winter in the southern hemisphere] I have a native dish prepared, rather exquisite, have you ever had calamari?"
"I have never had Calamari,I would love to have it."she reply

"I have never had Calamari,I would love to have it."she reply
"It is rather hard to chew. We do not prepare it like the Italians, we often call it jaga [pronounced ha-GA]. That is not all that is on the menu, but it is quite delicious, and I would like you to try it."

"It is rather hard to chew. We do not prepare it like the Italians, we often call it jaga [pronounced ha-GA]. That is not all that is on the menu, but it is quite delicious, and I would like you to try it."
"I am open to try new foods.."reply Sophia

He smiled and nodded. One thing he could not help but notice was her beautiful, deep eyes. Her childish demeanor almost attributed to his endearment, but he kept himself professional.

"Ah, we are almost there."

He motioned out the window, towards the grand Mediterranean style structure, a huge estate with many government workers (who had a standard uniform) discussing and walking between the buildings. A grand reception had been prepared, and a band played the Internationale as Kawau opened the door and extended his hand to help Sophia out of the car. He smiled.

"I think, as a representative of an ally, you deserve a fitting reception."

[OOC: Music file upon request]

He smiled and nodded. One thing he could not help but notice was her beautiful, deep eyes. Her childish demeanor almost attributed to his endearment, but he kept himself professional.

"Ah, we are almost there."

He motioned out the window, towards the grand Mediterranean style structure, a huge estate with many government workers (who had a standard uniform) discussing and walking between the buildings. A grand reception had been prepared, and a band played the Internationale as Kawau opened the door and extended his hand to help Sophia out of the car. He smiled.

"I think, as a representative of an ally, you deserve a fitting reception."

[OOC: Music file upon request]

"My I am...thank you.."she at a lost for words.

"My I am...thank you.."she at a lost for words.
"You seem rather shy all of a sudden, now, let us get to the Conference Hall..."

He helped her out of the car and led her down into the Lobby, and as he entered let her guards complete the escort into the hall. An Asian woman stood in front of the doors to the Conference Hall, and smiled. He opened the doors. She was recognized as the catering manager, and led both Kawau and Sophia to their seats. She asked the guards to either sit in the lobby or stand in the conference room, their choice. Soon the catering chefs pulled down their trays and place in front of Kawau and Sophia rather swiftly a red leaf salad (a Hadulan specialty, rather spicy tasting) with a zesty Thousand Island dressing. She could tell the croutons were freshly made, as they were slightly warm, but seasoned quite well with garlic. She smelled a hint of anchovies in the dressing, but that was standard for a red leaf salad. The silverware was placed beside their plates. Their caterer smiled.

"I hope you enjoy..."

She soon led the caterers out of the room and it ended just as quickly as it began. It was no wonder Hadulans were noted for their hospitality.

"You seem rather shy all of a sudden, now, let us get to the Conference Hall..."

He helped her out of the car and led her down into the Lobby, and as he entered let her guards complete the escort into the hall. An Asian woman stood in front of the doors to the Conference Hall, and smiled. He opened the doors. She was recognized as the catering manager, and led both Kawau and Sophia to their seats. She asked the guards to either sit in the lobby or stand in the conference room, their choice. Soon the catering chefs pulled down their trays and place in front of Kawau and Sophia rather swiftly a red leaf salad (a Hadulan specialty, rather spicy tasting) with a zesty Thousand Island dressing. She could tell the croutons were freshly made, as they were slightly warm, but seasoned quite well with garlic. She smelled a hint of anchovies in the dressing, but that was standard for a red leaf salad. The silverware was placed beside their plates. Their caterer smiled.

"I hope you enjoy..."

She soon led the caterers out of the room and it ended just as quickly as it began. It was no wonder Hadulans were noted for their hospitality.

"The food is great.."she enjoy evey bit.
"I am still not going to marry him..."she thought to herself.

"The food is great.."she enjoy evey bit.
"I am still not going to marry him..."she thought to herself.
Kawau nodded, still looking down at his unfinished salad.

"Hm, well this is only the salad, we still have the appetizer and the entree, and if you wish, dessert. Though I must give my compliments to the chef."

Soon salad was switched for appetizer. Finely toasted parmesan bread with a exquisite artichoke spinach dip was on the side with a tray of crab wraps [baked bread with boiled crab and tartar sauce inside] was served. Kawau began to speak.

"May I know a little more about you? It is hard to bring up conversation before knowing what to speak of, no?'

Kawau nodded, still looking down at his unfinished salad.

"Hm, well this is only the salad, we still have the appetizer and the entree, and if you wish, dessert. Though I must give my compliments to the chef."

Soon salad was switched for appetizer. Finely toasted parmesan bread with a exquisite artichoke spinach dip was on the side with a tray of crab wraps [baked bread with boiled crab and tartar sauce inside] was served. Kawau began to speak.

"May I know a little more about you? It is hard to bring up conversation before knowing what to speak of, no?'

"What do you want to know about me?"ask Sophia

Kawau tore a piece of bread off and dipped it in the dip, and then spoke before eating it.

"If this is not too personal, but, how is it living under the shadow of your brother, the Sultan? That is a life I would not envy."

He looked at her silently, waiting for a reply.

This hit a Nerve...
"What?...living under the shadows of two brothers. Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir and Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II the pride of family..oh its alright .always hearing about them. How their great they are...oh its great. ..so great.."her voice had a hint of bitterness. She try to keep her cool and smile

He nodded. He only smiled.

"Biting sarcasm. I may not be able to understand it as perfectly as you, but I can relate. I see I may have hit a nerve there, so there is little need to discuss it furthur. I do not seek to trouble you."

Even her bitter sarcasm couldn't wipe his friendly smile away. Little seemed to phase him except the talk of his past.

He nodded. He only smiled.

"Biting sarcasm. I may not be able to understand it as perfectly as you, but I can relate. I see I may have hit a nerve there, so there is little need to discuss it furthur. I do not seek to trouble you."

Even her bitter sarcasm couldn't wipe his friendly smile away. Little seemed to phase him except the talk of his past.

"It alright..I have to get it out of my system."She reply

"Yes, as do I sometimes. It is best to let go of painful feelings. They will only be detrimental to your health, or so says our sociologists. If you ask me, they get paid a little too much by our government to spout out nonsense, but I can't complain, as it seems to work. My brother became a sociologist. In fact, he works in the Ministry of Truth, mainly in criminology."

He seemed to enjoy making small talk. He ate the bred he had recently dipped. He smiled.

"Surprising, never had this before. Never ha a taste for spinach, this is rather good, you should try it."

"Yes, as do I sometimes. It is best to let go of painful feelings. They will only be detrimental to your health, or so says our sociologists. If you ask me, they get paid a little too much by our government to spout out nonsense, but I can't complain, as it seems to work. My brother became a sociologist. In fact, he works in the Ministry of Truth, mainly in criminology."

He seemed to enjoy making small talk. He ate the bred he had recently dipped. He smiled.

"Surprising, never had this before. Never ha a taste for spinach, this is rather good, you should try it."


"I will.."She reply.

He looks up to her.

"It may be early to ask, but are you enjoying your stay? I hope we are being quite hospitable."

He looks up to her.

"It may be early to ask, but are you enjoying your stay? I hope we are being quite hospitable."
"I did enjoy my stay here,you are a good host."she reply

"I did enjoy my stay here,you are a good host."she reply
He smiled.

"I am glad, are you about done? We may be able to start the entree now, I promise you will not be disappointed."

He smiled.

"I am glad, are you about done? We may be able to start the entree now, I promise you will not be disappointed."
"Yes I am.."she reply.

Sion'an glared hard at his sister. "Now they're talking about us and not in a good way! If you had kept your mouth shut, then they wouldn't have to figure out what ignorance has spewed from your mouth!"

She smirked. "You're the one who insulted my friends by saying they are 'gold diggers'..."

"You're ditzy two-bit friends are! And they're shallow as hell! Further, if you even suggest I take a look at the and then add insult to a decent woman, I will personally see to your political fall!"

Turning away from Kiari, Sion'an sighed. "I'm very sorry about this sir, but my sister is quite a piece of work sometimes. She doesn't seem to like that I have chosen such a lovely lady as Fawzia. She'd rather I had chosen a local girl, and by that, she means one of her friends. I told her I hated her friends and that they were all shallow two-bit gold diggers."

"Its alright..Maybe if she gets to know better..she'll pove of this.."Fawzia reply

"Its alright..Maybe if she gets to know better..she'll pove of this.."Fawzia reply
"Whether she does or not is irrelevant. My father however, has no objections and would like to join Vizer bin Bashir for tea at the local gentleman's club." Sion'an said, as he ignored his sister.

"Whether she does or not is irrelevant. My father however, has no objections and would like to join Vizer bin Bashir for tea at the local gentleman's club." Sion'an said, as he ignored his sister.

"I will be glad to have tea with your father at Tea House.Then to a gentleman's club.."said Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir I

"I will be glad to have tea with your father at Tea House.Then to a gentleman's club.."said Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir I
"Excellent. I have been looking forward to meeting you. My son Sion'an spoke highly of your daughter, and if such a decentyoung woman exist, then surely her parents must be good people." General Mitthei Fritz replied, as he moved past his son, into the room.

"Excellent. I have been looking forward to meeting you. My son Sion'an spoke highly of your daughter, and if such a decentyoung woman exist, then surely her parents must be good people." General Mitthei Fritz replied, as he moved past his son, into the room.
"May we go now to the Tea House?"ask Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir I

Kawau nodded as the caterers took the appetizers and placed a two course entree. One was a plate of jaga scampi, the pieces of squid finely sauteed with a crisp, slightly brown exterior. It was almost like having steak, except it was more like fish. On the other plate was a dazzling presentation of lemon-pepper lamb garnished with parsley and caviar. The caterers tonight did especially well, still under the impression Kawau was intent on marrying her.

Kawau smiled as he was handed a bottle of wine.

"My anscestor, Lupe Kawau, was to drink this on her eightieth birthday. She did live that long, but, she was, ill, and it was passed down to me. Vintage 1843. From the Vineyards of New Portugal, its older than Hadula itself. I'd say this would be a rather good occasion?"

He unscrewed the cork with a satisfying release of the wine's simmering inside. It had been kept chilled in the care of the Kawau family for some time. Pele Kawau got it from his younger sister before he ran away from his father, he didn't exactly understand the gift, but took it just as well.

He poured the sparkling red wine into his glass, the color still full and vibrant. He walked over to her side and poured her glass himself. He smiled.

"Enjoy."

He then walked to his side and began to eat the scampi. This was one of his favorite dishes, so needless to say he quite enjoyed the extra work the caterers had put in it.

"May we go now to the Tea House?"ask Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir I
Acknowledging the reply with a nod, General Mitthei left with Vizer Suleiman Al Bashir, leaving Sion'an and Kiari with Fawzia.

*Keeps waiting*

Sophia is only one free for now.She has a good personality.

I'll take Sophia, unless someone took her, then another one.

I'll take Sophia, unless someone took her, then another one.
And silently, without a single word or exchange, on a dark autumn night, a throat was slit.

[OOC: That was far from serious, BTW]

And silently, without a single word or exchange, on a dark autumn night, a throat was slit.

[OOC: That was far from serious, BTW]


You already took her.

You already took her.
[OOC: No, she rejected me. But I can still be a bastard about it.]

[OOC: No, she rejected me. But I can still be a bastard about it.]

OCC: good point, I hope she does not reject me, Lenin will act like Ivan the terrible if he has no wife.

*Keeps waiting*
Sopria will meet now.Sent him in...

So when is it lenin's turn

Kawau nodded as the caterers took the appetizers and placed a two course entree. One was a plate of jaga scampi, the pieces of squid finely sauteed with a crisp, slightly brown exterior. It was almost like having steak, except it was more like fish. On the other plate was a dazzling presentation of lemon-pepper lamb garnished with parsley and caviar. The caterers tonight did especially well, still under the impression Kawau was intent on marrying her.

Kawau smiled as he was handed a bottle of wine.

"My anscestor, Lupe Kawau, was to drink this on her eightieth birthday. She did live that long, but, she was, ill, and it was passed down to me. Vintage 1843. From the Vineyards of New Portugal, its older than Hadula itself. I'd say this would be a rather good occasion?"

He unscrewed the cork with a satisfying release of the wine's simmering inside. It had been kept chilled in the care of the Kawau family for some time. Pele Kawau got it from his younger sister before he ran away from his father, he didn't exactly understand the gift, but took it just as well.

He poured the sparkling red wine into his glass, the color still full and vibrant. He walked over to her side and poured her glass himself. He smiled.

"Enjoy."

He then walked to his side and began to eat the scampi. This was one of his favorite dishes, so needless to say he quite enjoyed the extra work the caterers had put in it.
"I am sorry,if this maybe a insult to you.I do not drink..do my belives."She said it and hoping that she did not insult him.

So when is it lenin's turn
If Aust doe not post within one day.Then its your turn..

"Excellent. I have been looking forward to meeting you. My son Sion'an spoke highly of your daughter, and if such a decentyoung woman exist, then surely her parents must be good people." General Mitthei Fritz replied, as he moved past his son, into the room.

She try to break the tension.."Sion'an I must tell you..I am now one of the Foreign Ministers of the Ottoman Khaif! Isn't that great?"

"I am sorry,if this maybe a insult to you.I do not drink..do my belives."She said it and hoping that she did not insult him.
He looked at her for a moment. Rather good, expensive wine, of course, it was forged, but that is beside the point.

"That is completely fine. I don't mind...."

He clapped and whispered to the caterer who simply nodded and took the glasses and the bottle away.

"What else would you like?"

He looked at her for a moment. Rather good, expensive wine, of course, it was forged, but that is beside the point.

"That is completely fine. I don't mind...."

He clapped and whispered to the caterer who simply nodded and took the glasses and the bottle away.

"What else would you like?"

"Oh.nothing more.I am full all these dish.."she reply.

"Oh.nothing more.I am full all these dish.."she reply.
He smiled.

"As you wish, I hope you enjoyed your meal. Do you have any appointments you need to attend? It is the time that you are able to leave. I suppose you may if you wish, unless you wish to stay and chat, though I assume you are not up for that. I hope I have been a gracious host. It is traditional Hadulan hospitality."

He smiled.

"As you wish, I hope you enjoyed your meal. Do you have any appointments you need to attend? It is the time that you are able to leave. I suppose you may if you wish, unless you wish to stay and chat, though I assume you are not up for that. I hope I have been a gracious host. It is traditional Hadulan hospitality."
She look at her watch..and said"I did enjoy my time here..I must go..thank you for the dinner"!
She got up and nod to her Guards to come along.

how bout this guy

Name:ivan
Age:29
Job:blow stuff up and is a good :sniper:
born in:hell
date of birth: the day someone died
likes:killing stuff
dislkes:hippes and drugs
education: demoliton

She try to break the tension.."Sion'an I must tell you..I am now one of the Foreign Ministers of the Ottoman Khaif! Isn't that great?"
"It's not just great, it's excellent! A worthy achivement! One day you'll even be able to shape your nation to be the kind of place you've dreamed for the citizens of Ottomain Khaif!" Sion'an replied, genuinely happy for her.

She look at her watch..and said"I did enjoy my time here..I must go..thank you for the dinner"!
She got up and nod to her Guards to come along.
He nodded.

"Do you need transportation? And will you return for a diplomatic summit, or whatever you prefer? We may be able to plan the reception better if you wish."

He nodded.

"Do you need transportation? And will you return for a diplomatic summit, or whatever you prefer? We may be able to plan the reception better if you wish."
"I will return the when next Diplomatic summit.I do need a ride to the airport.."she reply

"It's not just great, it's excellent! A worthy achivement! One day you'll even be able to shape your nation to be the kind of place you've dreamed for the citizens of Ottomain Khaif!" Sion'an replied, genuinely happy for her.

"Yes it is.."her face turn red

"I will return the when next Diplomatic summit.I do need a ride to the airport.."she reply
He smiled.

"Very good, that can be arranged. Please contact us when you decide to do so. Do you wish me to escort you, or would you rather go alone?"

He smiled.

"Very good, that can be arranged. Please contact us when you decide to do so. Do you wish me to escort you, or would you rather go alone?"
"Wish I to be alone...I will contact you when the time comes."she reply

"Wish I to be alone...I will contact you when the time comes."she reply
"Very well, you can take our convoy."

"Very well, you can take our convoy."
"Thank you and good bye to hope to see you again!"she said

"Thank you and good bye to hope to see you again!"she said
Kawau smiled.

"Hasta luego, and see you when the time comes."

Kawau smiled.

"Hasta luego, and see you when the time comes."
"Good bye.."she said...she into the limo and dove ot the airport and when back to Istanbul.

OCC:whos next on the list?

"Yes it is.."her face turn red
"Oh, so you're playing the modest girl; just exactly the kind that pulls in naive boys like my brother. You're a hoochie." Kiari stated scornfully.

wait this is not the cold war my bad

"Oh, so you're playing the modest girl; just exactly the kind that pulls in naive boys like my brother. You're a hoochie." Kiari stated scornfully.
"HOOCHIE!,I am not a bloody hoochie...you just mad that your brother pick a non-naive!"said she reply inrage

Prince Matts Roytal Jet landed on the tarmac at Istambul, once a stairway had been diven up, Matt stepped out flanked by his guards.

Swiftly he looked around, So this is Istambul, nothing like Aust City back home, I expected them to be similar, it's so much smaller... And hotter, a lot hotter. It was so hot that he was over heating in his ceramonial Austian Robes, so much so he turned back into the aircraft to change into a more lightweight robe, made out of silk.

When he returned he waited to see what would happen.

Prince Matts Roytal Jet landed on the tarmac at Istambul, once a stairway had been diven up, Matt stepped out flanked by his guards.

Swiftly he looked around, So this is Istambul, nothing like Aust City back home, I expected them to be similar, it's so much smaller... And hotter, a lot hotter. It was so hot that he was over heating in his ceramonial Austian Robes, so much so he turned back into the aircraft to change into a more lightweight robe, made out of silk.

When he returned he waited to see what would happen.
OOC:Its Istanbul not Istambul!

Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir and her guard came to meet Prince Matts
"Hello,nice to meet you"said Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir

bump for Kryozerkia to reply

OOC:Its Istanbul not Istambul!

Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir and her guard came to meet Prince Matts
"Hello,nice to meet you"said Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir
OOC: Sorry, Dislexia.

IC: "Please to meet you," Matt replied bowing low as is Austian fashion, he smiled and followed her down the stairs, "So where are we going?"

OOC: Sorry, Dislexia.

IC: "Please to meet you," Matt replied bowing low as is Austian fashion, he smiled and followed her down the stairs, "So where are we going?"
OOC:its ok

They are in a airport
"Oh we are going to the parking lot,and go into the Limo.Then we can go lunch at restaurant.That I know."She reply.

http://www.fresno.k12.ca.us/schools/s090/lloyd/youngNap.jpg
Name: (Emperor) Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, the II

Age: 29 years

Sex: Male (what, did you expect a female?)

Eye Color: Hazel

Height: 6 feet 1 inches

Weight: 189 lbs

IQ: 181 (he's truly a brilliant man, politically and academically, and his intellect and thinking seems to have no bounds)

Education: Basic Education, Academy of Louisiana [military academy], the Second Imperial Union [majored in Government, minored in History]

Speaks: French*, English, Spanish, Portugese, German
* = Native language

Military Records: Served in protecting Louisiana from Mississippian invaders, conquered Mississippi and Alabama through military campaigns as Viceroy of Louisiana, as Emperor led a failed campaign against the German Empire

Place of Birth: New Orleans, Louisiana [a part of the Imperial Union]

Born: June 15

Religion: Atheist

Job: Emperor of the Napoleonic Empire

http://www.fresno.k12.ca.us/schools/s090/lloyd/youngNap.jpg
Name: (Emperor) Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, the II

Age: 29 years

Sex: Male (what, did you expect a female?)

Eye Color: Hazel

Height: 6 feet 1 inches

Weight: 189 lbs

IQ: 181 (he's truly a brilliant man, politically and academically, and his intellect and thinking seems to have no bounds)

Education: Basic Education, Academy of Louisiana [military academy], the Second Imperial Union [majored in Government, minored in History]

Speaks: French*, English, Spanish, Portugese, German
* = Native language

Military Records: Served in protecting Louisiana from Mississippian invaders, conquered Mississippi and Alabama through military campaigns as Viceroy of Louisiana, as Emperor led a failed campaign against the German Empire

Place of Birth: New Orleans, Louisiana [a part of the Imperial Union]

Born: June 15

Religion: Atheist

Job: Emperor of the Napoleonic Empire
"God not another one...When can you meet me?"ask Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir

"God not another one...When can you meet me?"ask Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir
Dear Sophia,

If I am imposing in any way, I would definately not wish to. When it is most comfortable for you to come, we can prepare for you arrival in New Orleans. And if you do not wish to come, I see that perfectly fine with that. Even so, I would be greatky contented to meet a woman such as you. Please reply as soon as you can.

With sincerest regards and tidings,
Our Imperial Majesty:
Emperor Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte the II

Dear Sophia,

If I am imposing in any way, I would definately not wish to. When it is most comfortable for you to come, we can prepare for you arrival in New Orleans. And if you do not wish to come, I see that perfectly fine with that. Even so, I would be greatky contented to meet a woman such as you. Please reply as soon as you can.

With sincerest regards and tidings,
Our Imperial Majesty:
Emperor Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte the II

Dear Emperor Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte the II

Your not imposing in anyway.I will try to come this weekend to New Orleans.

yours
Foreign Minister Sophia Bin Bashir

Please, call me Charles.

I am delighted you will come. Have you ever been to Louisiana? Such a beautiful place, I say the great city of New Orleans rivals our capital of Paris in beauty. Of course, I believe our nations have had contact with each other before, correct? During the German Empire's tyrranical reign and attack of our Union.

What sort of evening are you wanting to enjoy? We have many opportunities, and I think it may be proper for the lady to have a say in the night, no? It would make the evening more pleasurable for both of us.

Sincerely,
Charles
As he wrote the message, and signed with a rather beautiful script, he looked to the picture of a rather attractive woman. He signed and placed it face down on the desk. Rather ironic, no?

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OOC:its ok

They are in a airport
"Oh we are going to the parking lot,and go into the Limo.Then we can go lunch at restaurant.That I know."She reply.
OOC: I know there in a airport, Matt hasn't got off the top steps of the plane yet.

IC: "Sounds nice," Matt murmered, "I have always enjoyed sampling foregin cuisine, I don't get much chance though, the Emporer isn't one for much more than sausage and chips, the most exotic he eats is a chinese and being his aide, I get the samethings."

OOC: I know there in a airport, Matt hasn't got off the top steps of the plane yet.

IC: "Sounds nice," Matt murmered, "I have always enjoyed sampling foregin cuisine, I don't get much chance though, the Emporer isn't one for much more than sausage and chips, the most exotic he eats is a chinese and being his aide, I get the samethings."
"Oh really...I do hope you enjoy persian food."She reply
Then the Limo came up in the parting lot.The diver open the door for them.

OOC:this is after the meeting with Prince Matt
In Air Plane
Sophia was on her way to Paris to meet "Charles".Her plane had landed...she felt light headed.
"Agh..why now..all thank to my grandmother english side of her family."She said to herself."Better hide it."she said to herself

She got out of plane with Gurads and waited for Charles.

The airstrip was not paved, but dirty, and her plane landed rather roughly. Paris was bustling with activity, and she could hear the cries of the people, of joy, of despair, of everyday toil. Such an industrious, devout city it was. Her plane was noted and as she started to step out, two men in extravagent grey uniforms and black beretes stood at attention at the bottom of the stairway down. At their sides were sheathed rapiers, the silver hilts glistening in the obscured sun. They carried archaic weapons, most like 1930s deisgn. They stood, unwavering at the bottom. They were the Knights-Templar, an elite knighthood dedicated to the king rather than the church, as the old Templar.

As she neared the end of the stairway in the hangar, a man in a rather fine looking suit without any ornaments or decorations walked out, his outfit seeming of 18th century. Stringy light brown hair was tossed from each side and hung at his shoulders. He has the look of youth in body, but his eyes were deep and showed of experience, and made him look much more mature looking. He smiled and bowed cordially as Sophia, dressed extravagantly in her "green dress", stepped down. He took her soft hand, and lightly kissed the top of the glove and stepped backwards.

"I can only assume you are the Sophia I have been awaiting. You look stunning in that dress, if I may say so."

The airstrip was not paved, but dirty, and her plane landed rather roughly. Paris was bustling with activity, and she could hear the cries of the people, of joy, of despair, of everyday toil. Such an industrious, devout city it was. Her plane was noted and as she started to step out, two men in extravagent grey uniforms and black beretes stood at attention at the bottom of the stairway down. At their sides were sheathed rapiers, the silver hilts glistening in the obscured sun. They carried archaic weapons, most like 1930s deisgn. They stood, unwavering at the bottom. They were the Knights-Templar, an elite knighthood dedicated to the king rather than the church, as the old Templar.

As she neared the end of the stairway in the hangar, a man in a rather fine looking suit without any ornaments or decorations walked out, his outfit seeming of 18th century. Stringy light brown hair was tossed from each side and hung at his shoulders. He has the look of youth in body, but his eyes were deep and showed of experience, and made him look much more mature looking. He smiled and bowed cordially as Sophia, dressed extravagantly in her "green dress", stepped down. He took her soft hand, and lightly kissed the top of the glove and stepped backwards.

"I can only assume you are the Sophia I have been awaiting. You look stunning in that dress, if I may say so."
"Why thank you!,you are Charles right?"Sophia ask
Sophia try hide her low blood sugar levels.She knew that she had get sugar soon..

"Why thank you!,you are Charles right?"Sophia ask
Sophia try hide her low blood sugar levels.She knew that she had get sugar soon..
"Yes, I am Charles. Well then, I am not sure we had discussed it before, but where shall I whisk you off to? I must admit, I am quite the hopeless romantic, but I would like you to decide on where we should head. We have the whole city of Paris for you..."

"Yes, I am Charles. Well then, I am not sure we had discussed it before, but where shall I whisk you off to? I must admit, I am quite the hopeless romantic, but I would like you to decide on where we should head. We have the whole city of Paris for you..."
"Well could we out for lunch,or tea?I didn't eat since I left Istanbul."Sophia
She knew that blood sugar was very low,She start fell more light headed, for about 10 seconds she close eye and try to force herself keep on going.Charles would have to know something was wrong.

"Well could we out for lunch,or tea?I didn't eat since I left Istanbul."Sophia
She knew that blood sugar was very low,She start fell more light headed, for about 10 seconds she close eye and try to force herself keep on going.Charles would have to know something was wrong.
He looks at her, and catches her as she stumbles a bit.

"Physician... A physician.... GET ME A PHYSICIAN!"

The two Knights strode off quickly. He put his hand on her forehead.

"Just keep breathing, just keep breathing."

His voice became more and more distant as he held her in his wiry arms.

He looks at her, and catches her as she stumbles a bit.

"Physician... A physician.... GET ME A PHYSICIAN!"

The two Knights strode off quickly. He put his hand on her forehead.

"Just keep breathing, just keep breathing."

His voice became more and more distant as he held her in his wiry arms.

Her two guards came to her try to help.But she pass out right in their arms...

Her two guards came to her try to help.But she pass out right in their arms...
In a Medical Room Near the Hangar

Carrying her in softly, Charles (who has taken off his ovecoat and is only wearing a simple white shirt.) placed her upon the bed with extreme care. He was nto sure what was wrong. He quickly felt around her torso, feeling for a girdle or such that would restrict breathing passages. None. He felt up her thoat. No obstructions. He placed his ear upon her chest. The heart was beating, slowly. He placed his hand upon her clammy forehead and placed his ear above her mouth. Restricted, labored breathing. He stood up and thought for a moment. He looked to his aide.

"I need a syringe and insulin, fast."

Without question the aide nodded and started pilfering through the medical supplies. Taking a scarf from his uniform, Charles wrapped around her foreharm tightly like a strap, exposing and lifting the vein for controlled injection. Quickly he was given the syringe. He placed the tip upon the vein, and pierced the skin, injecting the insulin into her bloodstream. Quickly he took off the scarf and then took a cotton swap with peroxide and wiped the needle area. He placed a cotton pad over it to prevent any bleeding.

He sat beside her prone body, waiting for the physician to come, his head in his hands as he placed his arms next to her on the bed.

In a Medical Room Near the Hangar

Carrying her in softly, Charles (who has taken off his ovecoat and is only wearing a simple white shirt.) placed her upon the bed with extreme care. He was nto sure what was wrong. He quickly felt around her torso, feeling for a girdle or such that would restrict breathing passages. None. He felt up her thoat. No obstructions. He placed his ear upon her chest. The heart was beating, slowly. He placed his hand upon her clammy forehead and placed his ear above her mouth. Restricted, labored breathing. He stood up and thought for a moment. He looked to his aide.

"I need a syringe and insulin, fast."

Without question the aide nodded and started pilfering through the medical supplies. Taking a scarf from his uniform, Charles wrapped around her foreharm tightly like a strap, exposing and lifting the vein for controlled injection. Quickly he was given the syringe. He placed the tip upon the vein, and pierced the skin, injecting the insulin into her bloodstream. Quickly he took off the scarf and then took a cotton swap with peroxide and wiped the needle area. He placed a cotton pad over it to prevent any bleeding.

He sat beside her prone body, waiting for the physician to come, his head in his hands as he placed his arms next to her on the bed.
She open her eye and knew what happen..."Damn it all why its had to happen now!,I am sorry Charles for ruining your day."She said in a weak voice.."I just have low blood sugar.."she most pass out again.."This happen at lease once in month for me.."

He looked up and grabbed her hand.

"You have not ruined anything, Sophia. Just stay strong. The physician will be here soon..."

He looked to the aide and gave him a silent message. The aide shook his head. Sophia understood that that meant theat the insulin stores were low, because there was little need in this small private airport.

He looked up and grabbed her hand.

"You have not ruined anything, Sophia. Just stay strong. The physician will be here soon..."

He looked to the aide and gave him a silent message. The aide shook his head. Sophia understood that that meant theat the insulin stores were low, because there was little need in this small private airport.
"Get me a spoon full of sugar,now and give me 10 mintures to recover!"Sophia with tought tone in her voice

Charles was slightly taken back by her suddenly aggressive nature. He simple nodded and smiled.

"Yes, dear..."

You could feel a hint of endearing sarcasm in the statement as he let go of her hand and stood. His aide handed him the spoon and cup of sugar. Charles placed them beside her on the nightstand.

"I will be outside. The physician should be here within fifteen minutes."

He bowed once again, with his hand sweeping his chest ,and walked out with his young aide, and sat impatiently in the lobby, his hand on his forehead as he waited.

Charles was slightly taken back by her suddenly aggressive nature. He simple nodded and smiled.

"Yes, dear..."

You could feel a hint of endearing sarcasm in the statement as he let go of her hand and stood. His aide handed him the spoon and cup of sugar. Charles placed them beside her on the nightstand.

"I will be outside. The physician should be here within fifteen minutes."

He bowed once again, with his hand sweeping his chest ,and walked out with his young aide, and sat impatiently in the lobby, his hand on his forehead as he waited.
She took two spoon fulls of sugar and said to herself"Oh why mother,Alice(Dr. Alice al Bin Umayyad) and me have this only in the family.oh why only us.."
She lay down on the bed and rested.She waited for the physician to come.

Soon, teh physician arrived. A rather decrepit old man, he slowly made his way into the medical station. He looked to Charles through his small bifocals.

"Diabetes?"

"Yes doctor."

The doctor only nodded and entered the room. He looked to Sophia. Behind him Charles entered.

"So, what is the problem here?"

Soon, teh physician arrived. A rather decrepit old man, he slowly made his way into the medical station. He looked to Charles through his small bifocals.

"Diabetes?"

"Yes doctor."

The doctor only nodded and entered the room. He looked to Sophia. Behind him Charles entered.

"So, what is the problem here?"
"Well I pass out do to low blood sugar and no I do not have diabetes.Its just sometime my blood sugar gets this way.."Sophia said still recovering

"Well I pass out do to low blood sugar and no I do not have diabetes.Its just sometime my blood sugar gets this way.."Sophia said still recovering
The physician only chuckled as he neared the bed.

"And how do you get the low blood sugar in the first place? Never mind that, now, is there anything you may need to requrie before I make an examination?"

Charles only watched aloofly, not sure how to react.

The physician only chuckled as he neared the bed.

"And how do you get the low blood sugar in the first place? Never mind that, now, is there anything you may need to requrie before I make an examination?"

Charles only watched aloofly, not sure how to react.
"Its runs in the family that all I can said...their is nothing i need for the Examination."she reply

The physician nodded to Charles who hesistantly left the dormitory and closed the door. The physician asked for her arm, and checked her blood sugar levels first.

The physician nodded to Charles who hesistantly left the dormitory and closed the door. The physician asked for her arm, and checked her blood sugar levels first.
Her blood sugar level was recovering to 79.

Her blood sugar level was recovering to 79.
He smiled.

"There is little to worry about. You will be fine, just remember to have fruits in your diet, they are high in natural sugars."

He waited for her reply.

He smiled.

"There is little to worry about. You will be fine, just remember to have fruits in your diet, they are high in natural sugars."

He waited for her reply.

"I also do doctor."she reply

"I also do doctor."she reply
He nods.

"Well ,I think my job is finished. Good day."

He solemnly left the medical station. Soon after, Charles entered the room, slowly looking to Sophia as he sat on a wooden chair.

"Are you feeling better?"

He nods.

"Well ,I think my job is finished. Good day."

He solemnly left the medical station. Soon after, Charles entered the room, slowly looking to Sophia as he sat on a wooden chair.

"Are you feeling better?"
"I do better,lets go now."Sophia got up from the bed and put her green raincoat that her guard give her.

"I do better,lets go now."Sophia got up from the bed and put her green raincoat that her guard give her.
He smiled, still sitting.

"Where to then?"

He smiled, still sitting.

"Where to then?"
"Where ever you have in mind"She reply and took few candys and put away in her coat.That she got from her guards who handed to her.

"Where ever you have in mind"She reply and took few candys and put away in her coat.That she got from her guards who handed to her.
"I was hoping you would give a suggestion. I would like to know where exactly you would like to go."

"I was hoping you would give a suggestion. I would like to know where exactly you would like to go."
"How the about some where to eat?"She ask him

"How the about some where to eat?"She ask him
"Very well then, let me get my overcoat, I think I may have an idea..."

He smiled and stood up. Soon one of the Knights bowed and escoting Sophia outside to the horse-drawn luxury carriage that was being prepared for their departure. After a short wait, Charles walked out and opened the carriage side door for Sophia, climbing in and extending his hand to help her inside.

"Very well then, let me get my overcoat, I think I may have an idea..."

He smiled and stood up. Soon one of the Knights bowed and escoting Sophia outside to the horse-drawn luxury carriage that was being prepared for their departure. After a short wait, Charles walked out and opened the carriage side door for Sophia, climbing in and extending his hand to help her inside.
"So where are we going to eat?"Sophia ask?

"So where are we going to eat?"Sophia ask?
He smiled as he looked out the window of the carriage.

"You will see..."

He looked back to her.

"You seem rather reserved, do not worry yourself."

He paused for a moment as the carriage passed a bump.

"I am sorry if this trip has been an inconvenience, or even a hindarance t oyou."

He smiled as he looked out the window of the carriage.

"You will see..."

He looked back to her.

"You seem rather reserved, do not worry yourself."

He paused for a moment as the carriage passed a bump.

"I am sorry if this trip has been an inconvenience, or even a hindarance t oyou."
"I am rise to be reserved..its ok remind me of the old roads my grandfather use to take me on for our trips."she reply.

"I am rise to be reserved..its ok remind me of the old roads my grandfather use to take me on for our trips."she reply.
He smiles.

"You knew your grandfather? Unfortunately, I never had the chance. What was he like?"

He smiles.

"You knew your grandfather? Unfortunately, I never had the chance. What was he like?"
"Oh just old heard strong man from Damascus, who marry a young english women my grandmother..he die about 4 years ago.."Sophia anwser him

"Oh just old heard strong man from Damascus, who marry a young english women my grandmother..he die about 4 years ago.."Sophia anwser him
He nodded.

"I am sorry for you. My father and mother still live in Louisiana. I never had the chance to meet my grandfather."

He looked out hte winod again, with a straight face.

He nodded.

"I am sorry for you. My father and mother still live in Louisiana. I never had the chance to meet my grandfather."

He looked out hte winod again, with a straight face.
"I sorry that you didn't meet your grandfather..so how is Louisiana?"she ask

"I sorry that you didn't meet your grandfather..so how is Louisiana?"she ask
He talks pleasantly.

"He died before I was born. I don't know if it should really be important to me. Louisiana? It is beautiful, but because I was born there, I may be biased."

He talks pleasantly.

"He died before I was born. I don't know if it should really be important to me. Louisiana? It is beautiful, but because I was born there, I may be biased."
"Sorry to hear that...I see born in Louisiana..that's sound good place to live in.."Sophia said

"Sorry to hear that...I see born in Louisiana..that's sound good place to live in.."Sophia said
"I suppose. I was born however during a time of unrest. There were those who would want to take Louisiana from us at that time. I think we may be arriving soon. What sort of food are you a fan of? We have many forms of cuisine..."

"I suppose. I was born however during a time of unrest. There were those who would want to take Louisiana from us at that time. I think we may be arriving soon. What sort of food are you a fan of? We have many forms of cuisine..."
"I see...I am open to any type of food!"she reply

"Oh really...I do hope you enjoy persian food."She reply
Then the Limo came up in the parting lot.The diver open the door for them.
"Theres only one way for me to find out," Matt said.

"Theres only one way for me to find out," Matt said.
"Good."She reply.The Limo put up to the Restaurant."Lets go in."The diver open the door.

"I see...I am open to any type of food!"she reply
He only smiled. He looked out the window.

"I think we are there..."

Soon, the chaffeur opened the carriage door, and Charles stepped down and turned to Sophia, once again holding out his hand to help her down.

He only smiled. He looked out the window.

"I think we are there..."

Soon, the chaffeur opened the carriage door, and Charles stepped down and turned to Sophia, once again holding out his hand to help her down.

"Thank you"Sophia said and as she got out of the carriage.

"Thank you"Sophia said and as she got out of the carriage.
As they sat down in the unanmed restuarant, she was enamored with the beautiful Victorian architecture. Inside, it was rather comely and comfortable, almost like eating a meal at home. Soon a blonde woman, most likely in her mid-thirties, came and smiled as she placed down the menus, which were in French. They were serving Tuscan food from Italy here. The main courses on the menu were:

- Focaccia with Rosemary
- Pasta with Zucchini Blossoms
- Country Style Minestrone
- Fresh Basil Risotto
- Florentine Beefsteak

As they sat down in the unanmed restuarant, she was enamored with the beautiful Victorian architecture. Inside, it was rather comely and comfortable, almost like eating a meal at home. Soon a blonde woman, most likely in her mid-thirties, came and smiled as she placed down the menus, which were in French. They were serving Tuscan food from Italy here. The main courses on the menu were:

- Focaccia with Rosemary
- Pasta with Zucchini Blossoms
- Country Style Minestrone
- Fresh Basil Risotto
- Florentine Beefsteak
"Ah if only I took Frence then to Spanish."She said,She try to read it,but could read it.Unlike her sister Fawzia who look latin all the way,Sophia had only taken it up to 6 grade.Since Latin was base of French..if she knew latin well enough she could understand some of French..

Charles looked to her.

"Having trouble?"