Swords of Chagal
25-10-2004, 15:09
Azrael walked swiftly down the dimly lit hallway of the HQ,ignoring the scurrying techs,going instead for a large double door at the end of the hallway.As he neared,a guard stepped out from the shadows.
"ID?" was the monotonous question.
Azrael handed a sheaf of papers to the guard.
For almost a minute they were looked over thoroughly,then,"Go on,Commander," to which Commander Azrael nodded and walked through the double doors.
A man,which Azrael recognized only by his codename,motioned for hit to sit in a comfy plush chair.
"I hear the preparations are going well,Azrael," the Pelican intoned.Azrael nodded."Very well.The production facilities are at maximum,and we have recently begun raiding ships sailing past the coast for supplies.We even got an oil tanker,once."
The Pelican raised his eyebrows."You are doing very good,Azrael.Perhaps a promotion is in order..."
Azrael smiled,but it was a weak,forced smile.Some who had been "promoted" tended to vanish and after a month be found drifting dead in the sea.
Clearing his throat,Azrael went on the offensive.
"Yes,sir,but if we continue like this,we'll have to start...collecting donations from nations,because we will run out of money and raw materials very soon."
The Pelican raised his eyebrows questioningly.Azrael shuffled his feet.
"You may go now,Azrael."
"Yes,sir."
The guard couldn't help but notice that Commander Azrael looked white and shaky...
OOC:Ok,this is just a buildup of my forces in my nation.They're preparing for something...
I'll post a link to my OOC factbook soon.
"ID?" was the monotonous question.
Azrael handed a sheaf of papers to the guard.
For almost a minute they were looked over thoroughly,then,"Go on,Commander," to which Commander Azrael nodded and walked through the double doors.
A man,which Azrael recognized only by his codename,motioned for hit to sit in a comfy plush chair.
"I hear the preparations are going well,Azrael," the Pelican intoned.Azrael nodded."Very well.The production facilities are at maximum,and we have recently begun raiding ships sailing past the coast for supplies.We even got an oil tanker,once."
The Pelican raised his eyebrows."You are doing very good,Azrael.Perhaps a promotion is in order..."
Azrael smiled,but it was a weak,forced smile.Some who had been "promoted" tended to vanish and after a month be found drifting dead in the sea.
Clearing his throat,Azrael went on the offensive.
"Yes,sir,but if we continue like this,we'll have to start...collecting donations from nations,because we will run out of money and raw materials very soon."
The Pelican raised his eyebrows questioningly.Azrael shuffled his feet.
"You may go now,Azrael."
"Yes,sir."
The guard couldn't help but notice that Commander Azrael looked white and shaky...
OOC:Ok,this is just a buildup of my forces in my nation.They're preparing for something...
I'll post a link to my OOC factbook soon.