NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC-If you own a country you're invited ;)

2hrs Untill the party

The Sun was setting over the city, bathing in in a rich warm glow. There were already people making their homage to the courtyard in front of the church. As more and more people gathered the sound of laughing and chatter grew, it grew so loud that it reached the ears of a man. He stood on a balcony high above the crowd, taking in the sight of all the people congregating. This man was Eittocs Mehctek, the High Preist of the church and leader of Reincarnigotic.

Eittocs was a tall thin man, his face was smooth and his age was young. He was no more than twenty years old yet his mind was as sharp as any elder.

The sky began to darken and the sun crept behind the tall buildings, casting a long shaddow upon the crowd. They grew restless, as the opening ceremonies began. The church was no longer warm and bright but a cool, light gray and the party go-ers stood in darkness.

There was a loud bang of wood against stone as the great doors opened and Eittocs stepped out into the spotlights and onto a orange carpet that lead to a podeum. By this time, everyone was on their feet cheering and clapping for Mehctek, he cleared his throat.

"Thank you everyone" his words boomed across the city, "Welcome fellow Reincarnigians and welcome fellow leaders of the world." he looked at the long table on a platform across the way. "As many of you know this is our first open celebration of the night, we have many many guests that have come to see our culture and discover our lovley country. We shall now begin with a moment of Darkness to honor the last minute of sunlight for two years." He bowed his head and the lights went out. The only light that could be seen was glowing jewlry and a small slither of sunlight shining on the cross at the top of the steaple of the church. This light lasted only for a moment then it was gone and the night had begun. The lights came back on, "The first event will be after dinner, in one point five hours. Tuck In!" The crowd got its voice back and everything from the sound of grills to cutlery on plates could be heard. Mehctek walked over to meet the other leaders....

OOC: Two questions... Is this totally open? and Are Future Tech nations allowed. Otherwise, I might join in.

OCC-Yep anyone can come, futurtech and all

Robert Fortier, the so called "Master Ambasador" for Imitora, clapped along with the rest of the crowd. He had been sent here by the First Speaker to start up relations with Reincarnigotic, and to meet with leaders that may be present. After the crowd finished clapping, he slowly moved forwrd through the crowd.

He waved over to a waiter, and asked for a glass of red wine. He took the glass of alcohol, and began to wonder about, wondering who exactly he needed to talk to to get the ball rolling.

Eittocs walked down toward the main table shaking hands with people, and a man caught his eye. The man, was looking back. Mehctek met the man and extended his hand. "Hello sir, my name is Mehctek."

Robert returned the handshake. "Pleasure's mine. Robert Fortier, from Imitora. Nice party your throwing here, and the wine isn't that bad." He brushed his suit off, and offered his signature smile. "So, can I ask what the celebration's for?"

OOC: Picture of Robert (http://www.bmwworld.com/pics/lifestyle/8959_1024.jpg)

Eittocs eyed the man as he shook his hand, trying to get a feel for what kind of person he was. He seemed to be a man of business and of goverment. "This celebration is as old as our people, it is to celebrate the long night that befalls us every two years. This is the time in which it rains and we gather our crops. It is very important to us and we try to put on a good show." Mehctek looked a across the great crowd.

Intresting, an Agriculture base. Nice to see not everyone has lost their roots, Fortier thought, ignoring the obvious pun. "Well, I've been to some parties, and I'll tell ya, your putting on a pretty good show with this one. So how long does the rain last?"

To: Leader of Reincarnigotic
From: Mr. John D Morallis, Secretary to the Emporer

We regret to inform you due to certain circumstances that are to remain undisclosed, His Holiness, Emporer Shaz Bot, cannot attend your party. He is though, dispatching one of his top aides, General George S. Patton Jr. He will be arriving at your local airport within 1 standard hour. Please have security on stand-by for his arrival.

"The rain usually lasts about 6 mo, not strait of course, but very often none the less."

Mehctek got a message on his earpeice:
We regret to inform you due to certain circumstances that are to remain undisclosed, His Holiness, Emporer Shaz Bot, cannot attend your party. He is though, dispatching one of his top aides, General George S. Patton Jr. He will be arriving at your local airport within 1 standard hour. Please have security on stand-by for his arrival.

"Excuse me, sir." He pulled out a sleek black stick and began to speak to it "Send domestic cherubs to the RIAP now, pick up diplomat: General George S. Patton Jr., he will arrive within the hour."

"As I was saying..." He turned back to Mr. Fortier "The night lasts for two years, and it gets cool enough for rain. When it is day we get temperatures up to 120 degrees."