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Tingarian Prime Minister Addressess Nation

Tingaria
10-09-2004, 10:56
Its 16:50 Hours on September 9th. The room is brightly lit for the Video Cameras of the Press, the Tingarian Flag was hung over the Podium, and two armed men stand either side of the stage, the members of the press mutter amongst themselves in a low hum.

A figure approaches the podium from the left of the stage, and stands in front of the microphone, she has long red hair platted and running down the spine of her back, she wears a tiny pair of glasses that cover her blue eyes, She is the Prime Ministers aide.

“the Prime Minister will be out in a few moments to make an announcement, he may answer a few questions at the end, but this depends on how we are running for time”

there is a slight pause as she looks to the left of the stage, one of the Armed Guards puts his finger to his ear and begins to speak. The Lady turns back to the Microphone

“Ladies and Gentlemen, The Prime Minister of Tingaria!”

There is a polite round of applause as a man walks onto the stage, the click of cameras echoes around the room, and their flash flickers onto the walls. The Prime Minister was a 35 Year old man, with a slightly receding hairline, and broad shoulders. His face was old before his time with worry. He looked a troubled man. He wasted no time in addressing the Nation.

“ladies and Gentlemen of Tingaria, I speak to you today with grave news. I have had reports that part of a Facility in Sinra, in the North has come under attack from a rebel force unknown to us at the moment, however although we have clues as to who it maybe we would be wrong to produce these names now with the threat of being wrong.”

The press were visably stunned from the news, for why had they not heard this before, surly this would have reached them first? Surly a report should have made it on their news station?. The Prime Minister continued,

“the response will be decisive, I have this afternoon Ordered 3 Battalions of the Tingarian Parachute Regiment, with and 600 Tanks of the Tingarian Heavy Elite to support operations already being carried out by the Troops in the area at the moment. Their orders are clear, they are to enforce complete Marshall Law to the area. A 17 Mile exclusion zone along the border will be set up, and a No fly zone for Commercial Airliners and Space Craft will be enforced by the Air Force. Their orders will be to shoot down any aircraft not obeying the No-Fly Zone limits. You may be asking why you have not heard any thing about this before now, well my answer to that is simple,”

There was a slight pause and a sincere look on his face,

“...Plausible Denial, I myself did not know this facility existed, so therefore could not be held responsible for any leak when a term in office ends. However I felt this information affected the nation and its people so therefore made the decision to inform you all,”

The red head approached him and handed him a piece of paper, then left the podium, the Prime Minister studied it for a short while, then Removed his glasses and rubbed his bloodshot eyes

“ This bit of paper contains numbers of confirmed dead and wounded. They stand currently at 871 dead and we have no word on the wounded but early indications suggest two to three hundred,”

The tone of his voice change to one of anger…

”The terrorists that carried out this attack will be brought to justice and are being surrounded as we speak. In closing a state of Marshal Law has been declared within this region of Tingaria and terrorism WILL not be accepted in this country so long as I am in office!!!!.”

He stopped composed himself and replaced his glasses.

“Now if you will excuse me I have a cabinet meeting to attend, i will have more on this for you tomorrow at Prime Ministers Questions, where i will answer any you may have also, my many thanks, and may God be with all our troops today”

He turned and walked straight of the stage with the two guards following him. The noise from the cameras franticly clicking resounded around the room, and men and women of the press spoke franticly in front of Cameras, and into Dictaphone’s. this would be a day that will live forever in Tingarias History

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