NationStates Jolt Archive

King Jason hurried about the palace making sure each delegates room was in top condition, ad double checking with local businesses regarding the visitation of the diplomats. He rushed down to the kitchen and double checked that the staff there had all they needed for the meals and more. At about midnight he settled down into his library/office and poured himself a small glass of bourbon. As he sat sipping it he realized that this was the first time that his country had ever hosted a large Diplomatic Gala for the Greater Prussian region "New things happen everyday in this position...I should sleep..." he said outloud.

He walked slowly up the stairs and headed to his room, his wife was already asleep. "bah...the diplomats will be here in about 8 hours....everything is in order...or lets hope so."

His wife, Heather, sat up in bed as she listened to her husband worry to himself over the upcoming gala "Jason, come to bed dear...the gala will go fine, and your guests will be happy. You can't very well run an event like this on no sleep, now come to bed." she said sternly as she smiled at him lightly. Jason conceded defeat and changed into his night clothes and climbed into bed.

OOC: You may now post the arrival of your Diplomats by either landing at the CE International Airport, or by helicopter at the palace (note, you must send clearance ahead of time, it's not a welcome sight for another nations helicopter to suddenly land on the palace grounds.) Or by your car, or caravan at the gates. Also note that your security detail should be no larger than 7 soldiers. The Marine Elites will be on hand to help.
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King Jason kept in constant contact with his Ambassador at the Airport to await who the first diplomats to arrive would be. He stayed at the Palace to meet the delegates that arrived at the castle. He paced back and forth in the open sitting room on the first floor of the Palace. He picked up a water bottle, and took a long drink, his nervousness was obvious.

Queen Heather walked down the stairs, dressed in an elegant gown, "Jason, stop pacing and don't drink so much at once, you'll be in the bathroom when the first delegates arrive. Things will be fine, just relax." she smiled warmly and helped smooth out the black suit coat, and straightened his dark blue tie.

The security detail consisting of two large black SUVs with bulletproof panelling and windows pulled into the drive of the CE Palace. Ambassador Robert Laurens and his wife Katherine Laurens smiled as the SUV stopped and they climbed out. The made way directly to the front door which was open, and they could hear words being spoken by what seemed to be the Queen and King.

Francis arrived at the gates in his white limosine. On eiter side a Ridgian Flag was printed. A Ridgian car flag also flew from the vehicle. Francis himself stepped out of the car. Then 7 Imperial Guardsmen stepped out. The Imperial Guards guarded him since he was also King of Burgundy.

"Emperor Francis I of Cherry Ridge" he said to the guard.

"This is the P.P.S. Archangel. Requesting port access. We are bearing diplomats to your King, namely Shogun Himura Kenshin, and Admiral Isoruku Yamamoto III, and guard. Be advised, we are a hovering craft, not a floating one," radioed the communications officer.

King Jason and Queen Heather greeted Ambassador Laurens and his Wife and welcome Emperor Francis I, "Welcome to our home, we hope your trips were smooth and relaxing." The Queen tended to the Laurens' as King Jason made small chat with Emperor Francis I. After introductions were made 2 of the palace guards showed the diplomats to their rooms.

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At the CE port, the radio transmission was transferred to Ambassador Michaes who gave permission for the Shogun and Admiral to land, also giving the Sailors orders to have a military escort for both diplomats in a caravan to be taken to the palace.

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Francis wlaked out of his room and went downstairs. He walked over to King Jason and said,
"I must compliment you on your Marine Elites. Our Carabinieri is now very small, no longer our most elite. That honor now goes to my personal militia, from our army."
He noticed that he was a little nervous,
"Don't be nervous. Its a party. What kind of wine do you have?" he asked

*Being taken to the palace, and arriving at the gates.*

King Conners smiled at Emperor Francis "Well, I'm sure we have the very same wine you drink back home. We only order from the Greater Prussian Wine and Spirits Shoppe. There should be a fully stocked bar in your room, as well as your Diplomatic Pass and a Debit Card, the card works at all of our shoppes, and has no limit, the tab will be picked up by Me. I have to stay and await the other diplomats if you'd like to get your things to your room and join me down here later." he nodded, as some of the guardsmen picked up what luggage had come with Emperor Francis "I thought you had a Captain coming? Is he going to be late?"

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As King Conners chatted with the Emperor, Queen Conners had already shown the Ambassador's and their wives, from Nosrem and Rising Tide, to their rooms and went out front to greet the diplomats arriving from Pschycotic Pschycos.

"Welcome to our Country and to our home, Shogun Himura Kenshin, and Admiral Isoruku Yamamoto III." She said, smiling sweetly and bowing slightly. "My husband is inside at the moment talking with Emperor Francis of Cherry Ridge, feel free to join in their conversation or to settle into your rooms."

"Domo." the replied, bowing in return. "If he doesn't mind, we'll sit in. Never too late for a nice little reunion of leaders and such."

"I thought you had a Captain coming? Is he going to be late?"

"He had a personal matter to attend to. I believe his grandfather died." He then left and went up to his room. He unpacked, and got everything settled. He got a bottle of wine and poured him a glass. He downed it. He walked back downstairs and looked around the room he was just in.

General Higgins and Chancellor Hamilton sat across from each other, with Hamilton's wife seated next to her husband. They were talking about the different aspects of their jobs and what their roles would be in the new position Cav had as Arch Treasurer. Hamilton's job would be the most trying, as now he would have to oversee the entire Greater Prussian economy.

The helicopter was approaching the airport, and below the men could see where the delegates were being greeted. This wasn't a long enough trip to take a plane, and they wanted to try out the new luxury helicopters anyway. They touched down and were greeted by a member of their own security detail. The go-ahead team was waiting for them, black sedans and SUVs all lined up in a row.

They met an ambassador and chatted with him for a few minutes before they boarded their cars and were off to meet the King.

King Conners nodded as Emperor Francis went to his room, and came back down, he looked up as his wife walked in followed by the Shogun and Admiral "Ah, welcome gentleman." he said smiling as he bowed slightly. "I was just speaking with Emperor Francis...make yourselves at home. There are bars in your rooms, there's a snack bar over there in the library behind the living room...I'll have the guards take your bags to your rooms."

A guard came presenting a phone "Sir, it's the Ambassador from Nosrem." Conners took the phone and nodded "Good day Ambassador....you can't make it? Sorry to hear, take care and stop by sometime later on." he said hanging up the phone.

Queen Heather being quicker on the uptake than her Husband, heard the cars pull up outside. She quickly walked outside and greeted Genergal Higgins, Chancellor Hamilton and his wife Elizabeth, "Welcome to RightWing Conspirators, the King is inside awaiting your arrival. If there is anything you need don't hesitate to ask." She said sweetly and smiled. She led them into the house.

"Thank you for this warm reception," said the Shogun, bowing in return.
"Aye, your palace is a most remarkable place. This idea was wonderful," said the Admiral, bowing as well.

Francis stood in the hall sipping a glass of Cognac.

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Sorry guys, I was at a conference. I'll resume posting tommorow morning.

Otto von Bismarck, who was the highest ranking person at the Kremlin at the moment, looked over the memo.

"Hmm, let's see.... Czar at flat.....ack, same with John. Damn. I wonder if one of the Marshalls will go?" He looked up the list and decided to call a few people.

OOC: because this into has taken a while to get through, we're going to go ahead and move onto the activities of Day 1, in case anyone is missing their Itinerary.....
Day 1:
=7am-9am
Delegates and Guests arrive and check in at the palace to recieve keys, delegate passes to the city, and passes for credit at local stores.
=9am-1pm
Delegates and Guests arrive in the Great Banquet Hall for a Brunch and tea, during which time they may also tour the castle or settle into their rooms.
=1pm-3pm
Delegates and Guests meet in the Chapel for Prayer, a good Sermon, and Fellowship.
=3pm-6pm
Delegates are assigned cars in which to use for personal tours of Historic Conspiratoria, they may use their passes and passcards to purchase and visit various sites around the Capital City.
=6pm-8pm
Delegates arrive back for a hearty dinner prepared by RWC's finest chefs, with fine wine and spirits; also to fellowship and have discussion. Copies of TableTalk from R.C. Sproul will be distributed and guests and delegates are welcome to discuss them.
=8pm-(12am)
Delegates may go to the city for nightlife or stay at the castle, though there is no curfew for delegates or guests, it is highly recommended (and requested) that all delegates and guests return to the castle by midnight at latest.

*Passcards are like an expense account that is being covered by the Royal Family, and not tax payer money. Feel free to use it at any of the shops as it will be accepted as a Credit Card.

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Conners looked at his pocket watch and saw that 9am had arrived, he smiled at his wife "Dear, could you help the diplomats to find the Banquet Hall and make sure that all food, teas, and drinks are ready?" The Queen nodded and smiled at her husband, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before walking to each delegate and leading them as a group to the Banquet hall where Breakfast and Lunch Foods were already cooked and prepared.

While the guests left for the Banquet Hall, King Jason headed up the stairs to his office. He leaned back in his chair for a moment, glad that a majority had made it, he picked up the memo on his desk "Bah...I should've known Folkner would try and show up again...but he won't get anywhere near the capital, and neither will his followers...." he stood up again, and picked up a sealed manilla packet envelope and handed it to the guard outside his office door "Deliver this to the Minister of Defense...." he watched as the guard marched off towards the stairs and out of the side exit.

He hurried down the stairs to join his guests, who were already around the table talking quietly "Sorry for the wait ladies and gentleman, let us pray...Dear Heavenly Father, we gather here today to celebrate our fellowship and the good we hope to come from it. We pray that you will keep a safe watch over us, and may it be a continual reminder as we talk, eat, work, and relax that it is only through your grace that this is possible.....Amen."

"Amen" said Francis

"Amen," said Prince John, Count Franz von Papen, and his wife, Mary Papen, who arived using OOC magic. (AKA, I found out who I was sending, but you started! :))

OOC: Obviously, John is somewhere else, but for this RP, so be it.

Conners smiled "Help yourself ladies and gentleman, we have breakfast foods, lunch foods, drinks of various types and a bar on the opposite end of the room." He smiled and stood beside his wife, placing his hand gently on her shoulder.

The Prince perked up at the mention of a bar. He walked over to it.

"You have any Cognac?"

Francis walked over to the bar, and sat on a stool.
"Ill take a baileys Irish Cream" he said

The Prince looked at Francis.

"You have good taste," he said with a smile as he got his Cognac.

Arriving late was Dictator Adley's style. he had figured that all leaders would have been here by now, assuming there were no procrastinator nations to come.

He stepped off of the InsanityZero helicopter and saluted the two Marines that had opened the hatch. Being a former IZM(InsanityZeroMarine), Adley was wearing full Dress Alphas and was fully prepared to get a move on this reception.

He stepped into the hotel and was given the direction of the meeting, which was underway.

OOC: InsanityZero, I hate to sound rude or anything of the such...but this is a closed RP, each nation that is here recieved an invitation or requested one about two weeks ago. I apologize, but the gala has already begun. If you're interested in visiting the Conservative Empire, please tg me and the King will gladly invite you to discuss diplomacy between our nations.

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Conners smiled and allowed time for his guests to move through the lines to get food and drinks, before joining Prince John and Emperor Francis "I'll take a vodka please." he said lightly to the bartender, he picked up his glass and sipped lightly on it "Is the bar and food to your liking Gentleman?"

((OOC: Thanks for the TG, RWC. I assume I'm still invited, or have my invitation been nulled?))

OOC: Yes, just make a late introduction...I'll have the Ambassador at the Airport bring you.

"Thanks. You have good taste too" he said to the Prince as he got his drink.

"yes, it is very good" he said to the king

Young Princess Sarah walked down the stairs, she was already a little bit late, but being of age 10 time was of little importance. She walked quietly into the dining room, and stood beside her mother who just smiled.

King Jason still sat at the bar talking with Francis and Prince John, he said something and nodded and began walking around the crowd, coming to the Shogun and Admiral "Is the food to your liking?"

Ambassador Laurens and his wife walked around the room, snacking on some of the foods from the table. They approached King Conners who was at the time talking to the delegates from Pschycotic Pschycos, "King Conners, sorry for interrupting...but we just had to say wonderful get together so far, is your son Nathaniel around? Our daughter Rachel may be flying in to visit him."

"This bar is great," the Prince said as he finished his Cognac. He asked the bartender.

"Can you make 'Sex on the Beach'?"

((OOC: I forgot who I was sending along, so umh... I'm going to make up a name and go from there, okay? >_> ))


A Leer Jet touches down at the CE International Airport, the flag of Gnufasur decorating it's nose and tail.

Taxiing itself to a stop, the Private Jet waits for a few moments, then it's side hatch opens. A female Neko steps out. She wears a soft pink and blue Kamono, her blue hair held in place by a pair of large blossumed yellow flowers. Her cat ears twitch, as she steps aside, and a male Neko in a blue business suit steps out as well. She smiles and takes his hand, leading him away from the Jet.

The female has soft gray fur on her ears and tail, her eyes are a bright emerald green. On her Kamono is the crest of the Gnufasurian Diplomatic Corp, A Cat's paw with a Dove perched on it, with "The Pursuit of Peace and Understanding" written below the image. She doesn't appear to be the least bit armed.

The male himself bears no markings of any sort. His fur is white, a stark contrast from his black hair. He glanced around, and noticed an approaching Ambassador. "Ur, cusauha'c lusehk." He says.

"Ricr tynmehk. Mad sa tu dra dymgehk." The female replies, then turns to the man, bowing low to him, her hands folded before her. "Greetings. I am Rika Lightpaw, Gnufasurian Diplomat. This is my husband, Toshiro. Pardon our tardiness. Our pilot came down with a bad case of the flu at the last moment and had to be replaced, delaying our take off."

She glanced up at him. "I trust we are not too terribly late?"

Ambassador Michaes hid his look of suprise quite well, never having met a Neko before. "Welcome to the Conservative Empire Rika Lightpaw and Toshiro Lightpaw. I hope your trip was a safe one, the Limousine is ready for your ride to the Palace....lunch has already been served but you're not too late." He smiled, and opened the Limousine door for the Neko's to step in. As soon as they were in, he had the Limo send them off to the palace.

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The Bartender looked at Prince John with a strange look "The name of that drink isn't very...polite...I don't believe I've ever made that drink..what does it consist of?" he said politely, though the strange look on his face still remained.

King Conners turned to Ambassador Laurens and his wife "Nathaniel will be here tommorow, he's been off touring various countries as a diplomat...so Rachel is flying in to visit him? I heard nothing of it...but oh well."

The Bartender looked at Prince John with a strange look "The name of that drink isn't very...polite...I don't believe I've ever made that drink..what does it consist of?" he said politely, though the strange look on his face still remained.

John laughed. "I know, that's why I love ordering it. John goes behind the bar, washed his hands, and looks at the bartender.

"Watch carefully." He takes out two highball glasses and a shaker, and throws in some crushed ice into the shaker.

"Okay, to make this wonderful drink, you take one half ounce melon liqueur." He gave instructions as he poured twice the amount of stuff he says it calls for into the shaker.

"One half ounce raspberry liqueur, one fourth ounce vodka, four ounces pinapple juice, and, of course, the six ounces of crushed ice I already put in. Shake thuroughly." He picked up the shaker and shook it hard until it felt icy cold.

"Pour into highball glass, and garnish with a pinapple wedge." He went to the fruit closet, pulled out a pinapple, and chopped it, putting a wedge on the glasses, and poured it into the two glasses. He takes one and motions to the other.

"Up for grabs. I know plenty more stuff, too. How about a Paisley Martini?"

John smiled. What the hell. He looked at Francis.

"Hey, Frank! You want a nuclear meltdown?" John beamed at him. I hope he's not a typical diplomat stickuptheass person, otherwise he might not like me very much. I hope he realizes it's a drink.

During the Limo ride to the Palace, Rika remained posed and quiet, her hands folded on her lap in a professional manner, whilest her husband kept glancing out the window and pointing to things as they passed by, whispering things to Rika in their native language. Rika herself would giggle, smile or nod appropriately, until finally they arrived at the Palace. Then, she whispered something to her husband, once again in their native tongue, before the door opened, and both stepped out, Rika first, then Toshiro.

Rika herself smiled broadly at the Palace, noticing all sorts of minor trivialities as they were lead up to King Conner and his wife and daughter. Their escort introduces them as "Diplomat Rika Lightpaw, and husband."

Rika smiles brightly, bowing to the King in a typical, Japanese manner. "Greetings, sir. It is with pleasure that I attend this Gala for my Country. I do so hope that the friendship between our nations remains strong." She raises, blinks, then produces a small ornated box from her purse. "Prince Rufus Mew III, sends this as a gift." She flips opens the top, revealing a beautifully crafted crystal dagger, the bulky three inch blade made of a luminous purple colored crystal, while the handle is made of polished ivory inlaid with gold. Although it is clearly an ornamental weapon, the blade's edge looks sharp enough to cut bone. She extends the gift to King Conners, her head bowed.

Her husband, on the meanhand, remained in the background, not speaking, just watching in a kind of subdued awe.

John smiled. What the hell. He looked at Francis.

"Hey, Frank! You want a nuclear meltdown?" John beamed at him. I hope he's not a typical diplomat stickuptheass person, otherwise he might not like me very much. I hope he realizes it's a drink.
Emperor Francis smiled and said,
"Why the hell not" he said as he went behind the counter, "Show me how to make one. Then make me a Sex on the Beach."

The Bartender laughed lightly, "You guys are not the typical diplomats. I've seen ambassadors and diplomats and statesmen from all over the world with this job, and you guys...you take the cake." He set about making the drinks that Prince John was showing him. He laughed a bit more as Francis asked to be shown how to mix the drinks, this was definately one of his better days on the job.

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King Jason, Queen Heather, and Princess Sarah all bowed in return. "It is an honor to have you visit, Diplomat Rika Lightpaw." He watched as she opened the box and the dagger within captivated him, "I ....don't..know what to say. This is an extravagant gift, Thank You....it is beautiful." He bowed slightly and picked up the dagger.

Queen Heather stepped foward, little Sarah in tow, "I trust your flight was a smooth one, I know you have to fly over the ocean, Derscon, and Reichskamphen...it's a pretty long flight. I'm Queen Heather Conners, and this clinging to my dress, is my daughter Princess Sarah Conners. Sarah let go and say hello to the diplomats.

Sarah inched around her mother, and her eyes widened at the sight of the Nekos..."Mommy....they're...kitty cats..."

Queen Heathers' eyes widened for a second "Sarah, that's not nice...they're Nekos and they're just another type of people, now don't forget your manners."

Sarah nodded "Welcome to our Palace Mr. and Mrs. Lightpaw, I hope your stay is enjoyable."

Emperor Francis smiled and said,
"Why the hell not" he said as he went behind the counter, "Show me how to make one. Then make me a Sex on the Beach."

John smiled. "It's easy." He pulled out a bottle of tequila, a bottle of Cognac, and a bottle of passion-fruit syrup. He cleaned out the shaker and an ice tray, and put out about five shot glasses.

"First, throw in some ice. Then take a fourth ounce of tequila, and half an ounce of the Cognac and syrup, and pour it over an ice cube into the shaker. Granted, I'm pentupling the requirements as I can fill up more than one shot glass, but what the hell. Anyways, shake until the shaker feels cold, and pour over an ice cube into the glasses." He filled the five shot glasses up and handed one to Francis.

"I've never tried this before, so I don't know what it tastes like." He smiled.

"Welcome to my lab!" He nodded to the bartender.

"Now you know how to have sex on the beach -- go do it." He walked out from behind the bar and sat down by the Shogun.

"So, how's life going?" he asks, handing him one of the shot glasses.

The Bartender laughed lightly, "You guys are not the typical diplomats. I've seen ambassadors and diplomats and statesmen from all over the world with this job, and you guys...you take the cake." He set about making the drinks that Prince John was showing him. He laughed a bit more as Francis asked to be shown how to mix the drinks, this was definately one of his better days on the job.

John beamed. "Who likes being normal?" He stressed the word 'normal' as if it was an unforgivable sin.

Franics, emperor of Cherry Ridge, King of Burgundy downed his drink and then asked the bartender to give him a shot of Scottish Whiskey. He downed it and had about 5 more. Then he had 3 shots of Dersconi Vodka. He stood up and wobbled. It was apparent that he was drunk.

Franics, emperor of Cherry Ridge, King of Burgundy downed his drink and then asked the bartender to give him a shot of Scottish Whiskey. He downed it and had about 5 more. Then he had 3 shots of Dersconi Vodka. He stood up and wobbled. It was apparent that he was drunk.

John got up and went over to Francis and led him to King Conners.

"There a room for him? He downed a wee bit too much alchohol." He inwardly laughed at Francis' problem, but that would come at another time when John makes fun of Francis for being drunk.

Rika smiles in return to the Queen. "Yes, our flight was smooth, and the inflight movie provided was top notch."

"Mommy... They're... Kitty cats..." Little Princess Sarah said, much to the Queen's chargin. Rika only giggled, smiling brightly at the young human girl, her tail flicking back and forth in a playful manner.

"It is quite alright. Thank you, Princess Sarah Conners. I too, hope our stay is quite enjoyable." She curtsies to each in turn, glancing towards the King. "I shall inform Prince Rufus Mew that you found his gift pleasing, upon my return to Gnufasur." She curties once more, then steps back just as John brings a drunk Francis to their attention.

"There a room for him? He downed a wee bit too much alchohol." The man asks. Rika blinks slowly, a look of surprise on her face. Clearly, ths is the first time she's seen someone drunk.

"Will he be.... Okay?" She asked, as if the man had developed a terminal case of cancer.

King Conners chuckled "He'll be fine Rika...he's just had a little too much to drink . John, his room is the one right next to yours I can take him or you can." he smiled.

The Bartender stood back in amazement, "I like this crowd..." he chuckled and went to cleaning up the shot glasses and drink glasses.

Queen Heather, kept her serious look about her, though she was desperately trying to hold in a chuckle "Oh, Francis...I'll help him John..you and Jason should stay with the guests." She walked over to Francis and gently took him by the arm, "You just need to lie down a bit dear."

Princess Sarah was still intrigued by the Nekos "Do you have tails?" she smiled really big "Is everyone in Gunfasur a Neko?"

Ambassador Laurens smiled and went to the bar "I'll have whatever it is that Francis had." His wife backhanded his shoulder lightly "You'll have no such thing, he'll have a rum and coke and I'll have whatever your red wine is." She said politely, her husband mumbling under his breath.

Rika giggles, swishing her tail around to show little Sarah. "Yes, we do. We can also see really good at night, just like normal kitties."

"Is everyone in Gnufasur a Neko?" She asks.

"Yes. Due to our language, we have very little humans in Gnufasur." She smiles and makes a playful meow sound at Sarah, then glances at her husband. "Tynmehk, bmayca kad sa cusa fynsat semg? Eh English ed'c Warmed milk." She says the last two words slowly.

"Uv luinca, tayn." Her husband replies, going over to the bar and flagging down the barkeep. "Umh. Pyngaab? Ryja y lib uv fynsat semg uh ryht?" He blinks at his blank expression, then ohs. "Umh... Warmed Milk?" It's quite obvious he doesn't speak a lick of English.

"Ill be fine" said the Emperor of Cherry Ridge.

The queen took him to his room, where he lay down and watched tv.

Sarah looks up at the two diplomats "Was he asking for warmed milk? Cause I can ask the chef to prepare some."

Queen Heather returned from seeing Francis to his room, and slid her arm around her husbands' arm "The gala seems to be going fine for the first day dear, but it's nearing 12:00 and some of the delegates haven't even been to their rooms...and then sermon and fellowship begins in an hour..." King Conners looked at his watch "Oi, you're right dear...What would I do without you?" he smiled at her lovingly, "Attention everyone, if you've eaten and had some drink, then I might suggest that you check into your room, if you haven't already. The sermon and fellowship will begin in an hour."

The Bartender looked up "Guess that means it's time to close up shop." he set about cleaning up the glasses and locking the drinks away into the bar, and carrying the more expensive bottles to the wine and liquor safe in the kitchen.

Francis walked back downstairs, apparently better. He was drinking a Corona. he heard the King say there was a sermon. He finished his corona, went back up to his room. He changed out of his suit and into a formal military unfirom of the Ridgain Army. He went down stairs and walked over to the King and Queen and said,
"I apoligise to you, especially to you, madam for making you walk me upstairs. It won't happen again" he said, somewhat embarassed.



ooc- EDIT-
Here is the Formal Dress uniform of the Ridgian Army (beased off the Papal Zouaves)- http://www.zouave.org/gallery/origins/images/1frzous.gif


And here is the Emperor for those who don't feel like going to the nation leaders thread-
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/6/65/321px-Francis_I.jpg

Queen Heather smiled "Don't worry about it Francis, this is a get together and no harm was done, don't feel regretful at all..we're here to have fun and fellowship."
King Jason smiled as well, "So what exactly did you have to drink Francis? I may need to get some" he grinned, as Heather shot him a playful glare.

"Whiskey. But the thing that really does it is Dersconi Vodka" He grinned at the Queen when he saw her expression.

Rika smiled. "Nah, it's quite alright. I'll do it myself later." She calls back her husband, curtsies to Francis, the King and Queen. "Your Majesties. We shall check into our rooms now. I do look forward to the Sermon and fellowship." She smiled and curtsies one more time, before leaving with her husband to her room.


((OOC: A Ninja once BUMPed into me...))

John handed Francis to the Queen when he got a call on his cell phone -- it was Papen, the foreign minister. No one could make out what he was saying, but the Prince's face went pale, and he collapsed into a couch.

"Jesus Christ." He slowly hung up the phone, shaking. He sighed and stood up, walking to King Conners.

"I need to get back to the Kremlin immedately, I'm sorry." He sighed. "My father passed away. I'm sorry for leaving. I hope you understand." With that, he was gone.

King Conners gasped slightly "Heather, we need to gather everyone up...fellowship and sermon should start sooner than later, especially because we need to pray for the family of Prince John...the Czars' passing is definately a sad thing."

Queen Heather nodded and curtsied in return to Rika and her husband, and informed them that the sermon would start in 10 minutes because of the current event. "Yes dear...I'll get them together."

Young Sarah was confused as she watched Prince John scurry from the room, and watched as a pale and mournful expression came over her fathers face, "Mommy...what's wrong with daddy...?" Heather stopped and knealt down and hugge her daughter "He'll be alright, he's just recieved some bad news...go give him a hug."

Queen Heather then went about gathering up the Diplomats, as Sarah walked over and tugged on her dads' pant leg, he knealt down and she gave him a hug around his neck, causing him to smile slightly as he held back tears...the Czar had been a good friend of his since his first term as President, before the citizens had decided on a Represenative Monarchist Republic.

Francis's cell phone rang. He answered. It was Count John Antonette,
"Czar Andropov died." Francis hung up without answering. He walked over to King Connors and said,
"I must leave." The king new why. "Im sorry"

He quickly went to the airport, boarded his plane, and left.


ooc- sorry for the shitty post.

The King stepped up onto a chair and spoke loudly and clealy "Ladies and gentleman, I am sorry to announce but the gala is cancelled, please go home to your families and pray for the Andropov family...Czar Andropov has died and mourning and support is in order. We cannot enjoy ourselves while one of Prussias' great leaders has fallen.....I am sorry....If you need reimbursement for any of the costs of traveling send a bill to the CERWC Tresury..."
He stepped down, mournful and hugged his wife Heather and his daughter Sarah.

OOC: Party crasher!!! :)

Rika walked up to King Conners, bowing deeply. "I'm very soory to hear this loss. Please accept the condulances of Prince Rufus Mew the Third and all of Gnufasur, on my behalf." She bows one more time, then quietly leaves, returning to their Leer Jet to travel back to their home...


((OOC: Wow, it's already over...))