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the Nation of Dri Vel announces the death of Queen Violet
Queen Violet died at the age of 19, she was Dri Vels 893 Queen. It is believed that the Queen was murderd and the hunt for her killer is taking place, if any nations have any information they are asked to please come forward.
Her successor will be Lady Isis.
Ladys Isis's corination will take place fallowing the funeral, all are welcome to attend.

*Lady Isis sat looking out the large palace windows as a maid forced her now long black hair into a complicated style for the funeral and coronation. The events of the past several days, the death of the Queen and then the announcement that she would become Queen. At 17 she was not going to be the youngest Queen ever ,but that hardly mattered, she could still hardly believe that Violet had picked her to be the next queen, the two of them had never really become friends, they just tolerated each other with formal indifference. Her thoughts turned to her country and all of the upcoming events, she hoped that nothing happened and the queen’s killer would be caught soon*

*bump*

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OFFICIAL GOVERNMENT PRESS RELEASE
MINISTRY FOR FOREIGN AFFAIRS

Our thoughts and prayers are with your nation in this cooming period of moruning and sadness. May the a life of goodness be celibrated as you mourn the death of a light that brightened the hearts and minds of those the late Queen met.

It is our wish that Her Eminency, Lady Nicoletta Baccheus attend the funeral as the respresentative for both Republic and Empire.

[signed]
Dr Sarah Hours
Minister for the Republic
Acting Minister for Foreign Affairs

From: Ministry of Foreign Affairs
To: Dri Vel

Our hearts go out to the dead this horrid eve. His Majesty Frederian, currently frequenting another land entirely, has been notified, and also sends his deepest regards, and regrets that in his stead he will be sending myself in his stead for the funeral, and inevitably the uplifting coronation ceremony for your new Queen. God bless the fallen, and God keep the newly risen.

Sincerely,
Diplomat Terrance Nightingale

Lady Isis jumped when the messages came, Good grief iam never going to get accustiom to this, i guess i should reply she rang a small bell and a maid ran in, "yes?"
" please send the fallowing transmissing out to Dr Sarah Hours and Diplomat Terrance Nightingale"
" The Lady Isis thanks you for your consirn and looks forward to meeting you"
the maid noded her head and ran out

OOC: We could have killed her, if you like :p We have very good assassins ;)

OOC: maby....that could be fun......what would your motives been?

OOC: Random acts of violence and chaos against a friend of my enemy :P

OOC: sounds fun.......

* Lady Isis stared at the letter in front of her with shock, its was from the DVCI, they claimed to know who had killed the Queen, the Chronsian empire.
Isis could hardly believe it, Dri Vel was nuteral towards them, why would they kill the Queen. *
she rang the bell again and told the maid to send the fallowing message to the Chronsian empire:
" I dont know why you killed my predecessor, but iam asking that we try to solve this without further blood shed, please send a reprentive to my corinatin ceramony"

We would like to enter as well.

"We don't know what you're talking about" the reply came, in the hissed whisper of Marcus De Drakan himself "We have no interest in your pittance of a nation and your dead queen; however, you should consider this a lesson, against meddling in the affairs of higher beings. Often, one will have to dispose of the lesser threats before moving onto the greater..."

We could be at the coranation.... If thats ok?

OOC: black feel free to join

IC: Isis hissed as she read the replyhow dare they she thought. but there is nothing i can do at the moment, and for all i care they rot in their filth, along with all the rest who thought of them selves a better becose of there race
after much hissing and throwing of objects she composd herself and headed out the door to find the president of the DVCI to ask for a list of allies, and to the dress maker to get ready for her ceromoney.

Agent 5-b watched as Isis marched out of her room, she appeared to be at a mood of extreme rage , yet controled. Agent 5-b being cybernetic could read her vitals and tell. As she stormed on Agent 5-b called for her. Agent 5-b's voice is rasped like a machain, but somewhat human.

" The ones who killed you predessecor are ones of no class. The way she was killed points to chronosia..... Dont be alarmed Isis. Or should I say Queen Isis. I have been hired to help in your protection during your coranation tomarrow. I hope it will be uneventful."

Isis stoped and turned and spoke trying to keep her voice level " thank you, how ever if you value your life please do not suprise me like that again, also if you are going to fallow me plaese try to keep a discreat distance, that would be most helpful to both of us if i am attacted tomarrow" she then turnd on her heel and stormed out of site


* a maid came running out a moment later and spoke*" iam sorry about her, she is going through a lot at the moment, dont let her get to you, her bark is bigger than her bite right now, just so you know the rest of us are quite glad that you are here"

*Terrance Nightingale looked out of the governmental private jet. So much space and not that many people are attending... waste of energy and resources. Bah, I suppose the trade surplus is high and the the money is hot, why do I care... She mumbled to herself, shifting in her seat. Her short 5' 2" frame was possibly the most unapposing physique humans could afford a person. Small, lanky, and never quite stocky or heavy enough to look like someone that would be able to back up threats, people were always surprised when she exclaimed that she was a diplomat to one of the new faces in international trade. However right now she was already irritated at being forced to doing a job she always despised.

Funerals for here were the downside of an otherwise fantastic career. Espeically funerals to countries she never knew, nor could normally pronounce. However attending the funeral was never the full reason for her trips to these countries either. Agent Martin and Agent Jarchevski were with the A.O.R, or Agent Orange Registry, a government sponspered Private Eye group of sorts that had always had close ties with the Fredarian Dynasty. They did all number of jobs, but there current job was to study the likings of this new Queen, her technology, the culture available to her, and see if a partnership could be made at some point. Also, they were too meet with a member already in place and discuss about various global crime syndicates in Dri Vel that may need to be taken care of at some point.

The intercom crackled to life for a few moments. "Fifteen ETA to reaching landing aerospace, strap yourselves in, lock everything in an upright position, and keep drinks and food safely secure until we have arrived. Thank you."

*Isis stood waiting for the ambassidors ship to arrive, as she waited she thought about how her life had changed and how she now had some one fallowing her every where, she did not mind so much, infact she was quite glad for the added protection, but the fact that the chaos empire denied the death of the old queen irked her to no end. the longer she stood the more frusterated she became, untill she started to pace up and down the long hallway,i hope that Chrysanus shows up soon, i need her help. Isis had been in contact with her for the past several months and was looking forward to seeing her friend, the idea calmed Isis and she returnd to her spot at the railing*

bumpage :)

A Midway-class Megacarrier, Heldar, a Hellblazers Strike Cruiser, Hell’s Blade, and the Blood Angels Strike Cruiser, Sanguinius Gladius, folded space above the throne world of Dri Vel and a message was sent to the new queen from President Xarias, "We are deeply sorry for your loss. The queen was a great leader and a loyal supporter of the Imperium of Man. And if rumors are true and this is the work of Chaos we wish to assist you in any way possible.” With that a Shadow Chaser and a number of Thunderhawks landed on a nearby landing pad. The first to come out were six Jedi Assassins the lead named Master Xeth Cortas and he said, “Greetings my name is Master Xeth Cortas and head of the True Jedi Council we are here to be both your bodyguards and an investigative service in an effort to find concrete proof of the assassination by Chaos. I myself will be your constant shadow. We have brought with us Captain Rafen the Ready of the Blood Angels and Captain Kiltas of the Hellblazers Space Marine Legions.” As he spoke their names Rafen appeared with his company of Marines and slammed a large gauntleted fist to his chest and bowed. Kiltas and his like appeared daemonic and were dressed in a daemonic armor covered in bones. His body is carbon black and his eyes are an ice blue and a fire red. His pupils are white and the background of his eyes are a pure black. His body is covered in highly ossified black bone and blades of powerful daemonic metal sprout from his body in various strategic places. His appearance was severely frightening and he exuded a deadly appearance that would frighten any mortal. He spoke, “We are the 5th Company of the Hellblazers and we are specially created to fight Chaos in all of it’s forms I think you will find us quite capable in your defense.” Rafen then spoke up, “We are the 4th Company of the Blood Angels and we will defend you with our very lives as the Emperor wishes.” As he spoke with his helmet removed his vampiric fangs could be seen and although they frightened some people they were fairly easy to get used to. Rafen then continued, “We would like it if you would have a squad of mine and Kiltas’ men guarding you at all times in addition to any other bodyguards you may have. The Imperium protects their friends and members. A force unified is stronger than one divided.”

Isis stood listening and then said" my country and i thank you for your support and protection, just so you know there is an Agent 5-b here as well, he is also looking out for my safty. i hope that i dont appear to be rude but i need to go and get ready."
* as she walked away a note was handed to her, Chrysanus has arrived she turned and opened a large door the room containd a desk a chair and an older woman who had a large pair of black wings*
"hurry, we can talk soon"* the older one fallowd Isis without hesitation as they walked in to the hallway then into another room that bore the lable DM, after some time both came out, Isis dressed in a stuning gown of dark purple silk and Chrysanout was wareing a simple yet flatering black saten gown, with out speaking they entered the Grand hall where the events were to take place*

On the west side of the hall Rafen ordered three squadrons of men, "Secure the perimeter immediatley. I want this area secure in two minutes." With that the Blood Angels fanned out and secured the west perimeter while on the east side of the hall the daemonic Hellblazers surged forward and did the same on their own perimeter. While Xeth was close behind her as she entered although no one would see him until he wanted to be seen. At the scene of the murder True Jedi investigated the murder using their powers of the Force to see into the past and examine every detail of the area the murder was committed in.

"We're here, landing gear deployed. Seems a safe landing. Escort Alpha Company your free to land, set up a perimeter around Mrs. Nightingale. Keep weapons hot, but watch your fire. This place is pretty unsteady, you know how hard it is for some countries to accept a new leader. Agents, make your way out chute A, you'll be rendevouzing with the agent on the ground for now, and meeting up with Mrs. Nightingale eventually. This is Code Master Fox, if things go ary the emergency code is "Tripe on the hook." Alright people, lets rock and roll."

At that Terrance was shocked to find that they had been followed by three hueys the entire time, all loaded with the Turkimens equivalent of the Secret Service, the Third Royal Guard.

"Is all this logistics really neccesary? I mean we can see that the place is at least economically stable..." Terrance muttered hopefully to the head security officer.

"Its simply precautionary I assure you. Come, the Queen is probably waiting."

Isis and Chrysanus stood waching as the solders took up ther posts arround the hall, ad for the rest of the guest to arrive.
The hall was built out of stunning white marble that was inlayed with onyx and amithist, and the font stood a lagre funeral pire and behind it sat a large thrown that apperd to be made out of a single diamond- Isis loved this thrown becaus it was actualy made out of dragon tears, she had it brought out of storage for her reign.

Agent 5-b Watched as the Soldiers took post around the hall. A meeting was about to take place. Agent 5-b leaped down from a tall pillar in the hall landing next to one of the Dratheria soldiers standing next to it. Becuase Agent 5-b didn't breath, he made no sounds. 5-b looked the soldier over, then grabbing his mouth and trigger arm, and pulling him into a close shadow and asked

" What country, and why did you come?- If you scream, I swear you will die a slow death."

OOC lmao sneak up and pull back a Space Marine well I'll be nice and say you grabbed a Blood Angel. Oh btw they are roughly 7-8 feet tall have heightened senses and extras of every vital organ plus new organs that make them better. They wear Power Armor made from Ceramite which can withstand the impact of multiple bolter shots. They are extremely strong and fast oh and their bolters are 75 caliber guns that use rocket propelled rounds with explosive tips. Here's info on the Blood Angels u can also find info on their armor and weapons here. http://redelf.h1.ru/w40k/ia/w40k_ia_ba.html

IC
As the Agent jumped down he highly underestimated the Blood Angel and when he grabbed the Marine he threw him off and turned around aiming his Bolter at the Agent's face and then he spoke his voice distorted by his crackling vox, "I'll ask you the same question." With that the Agent was surrounded by two other Blood Angels with Bolters raised.

* Chrysanus scaned the hall and wached as the two men drew guns and stared at each other- she taped Isis on the shoulder and bowed, and then turned and walked to the two men and hissed her eyes the color of blue steel *
" cut this out " *she said as she shoulderd past the gatherd crowd* " your both here to keep the Queen safe not kill each other, and if you cant do that i will kill you both" * she stood waiting to see what they would say*

*Terrance wandered past the confines of the helipad. looking onward towards the two or three men fighting curiously. The perimeter had been set up, the Third Royal Guard having all sorts of vantage points around the yard. She heard the crackle of a multitude of radios as she walked onward as they reported in. She say possibly ten on her way off the pad, but she knew there was at least fourty in all the hueys combined. The place seemed nice, but she was glad for all the protection at her back. There was indeed an underlying tension, a wonderment as to what would happen next, how this new Queen would fair in all this, would fit in all this that emanated from the populace. She grimaced as she walked on, the two agents on her shoulders as they headed towards the Queen. She on the other hand was following diplomatic orders. The whole thing seemed to be about the future of this country, the future of this, the future of that, and yet the past, the true reason for the gathering... had only a contigent of guards around it. Something compelled her, drove her as she walked towards the funeral pyre, quietly by the guards to not arise suspicion, and she fell to her knees and prayed. Ignoring the guards, ignoring the people she just prayed for this stranger of a no one, because no one else was.*

The Marine turned to the women all the while not lowering his gun and said, "Yes ma'am I just suspected this being who attempted to attack me of being a Chaos assassin." Afterwards he removed his helmet and his vampiric face could be seen as he said, "My apologies if he was another bodyguard."

* Isis turned towards the funeral pire and saw someone kneeling there in prayer, she slowly walked that way not wanting to disterb them she waited for a moment and when they apperd to be finisheds she spoke* " Iam Isis, who do i have the honor of adressing"

OOC: My bad... I assumed they where just named that. I read the page I will be more carful next time... :)

IC: The Agent got up and looked to the Blood angel who evaded him and said

" You are quick. I like quick. If we meet again we shall see who is quicker. " The agents voice was one of respect, but at the same time challenging of good sportsmanship. The Agent was about to jump to another ledge when he turned to the Blood Angel once more and Invited him to join the Black agents training school. Agent 5-b may have been a Cybernetic protection Drone, but he knew good when he saw it.

The Agent leaped back up to the ledge and nodded to the Blood angel.

The Marine turned to the women all the while not lowering his gun and said, "Yes ma'am I just suspected this being who attempted to attack me of being a Chaos assassin." Afterwards he removed his helmet and his vampiric face could be seen as he said, "My apologies if he was another bodyguard."

"Your gun sir" she hissed, not wavering at the site of his face
* as she spoke she withdrew a small knife *

Agent 5-b watched intently as he saw the events unfoling he may have to engage the Blood angel one more time ( and this time he was ready.)

The Blood Angel lifted his weapon back to a ready position and said to the Agent, "I serve only the Emperor and I also might add that any one of us is as good a warrior as I." Then he turned to the woman, "My apologies again." Afterwards the other Blood Angels dispersed and he put on his helmet and resumed his duties.

*Terrance raised finally, even without being too devout in her religious views she felt good at her actions. She smiled after Isis returned from keeping her own bodyguards in line, and bowed to the new Queen.*

"I'm Terrance Nightingale M'lady, diplomat of the House Frederian of Turkimen. I'm here to pay my dues for your horrible loss in this time of mourning. It seems however, by the look of it all, that this was much more then a simple natural cause... even I was surprised at the precautionary methods of my own men, most of whom I'm pretty sure you can't see, but those..."

Points to the visible contingent of the Third Royal Guard.

"Those came also for your protection on the orders of Frederian. Hopefully they will be more cooperative then your other confidants, or on my discretion they won't be long in the Royal Guard." Bows again to the Queen.

*Isis cracked a nervous smile at the ambassadors joke, she still felt uncomfortable about having people treat her as queen*
“Welcome to Dri Vel, I thank you for you concern and for coming.
I am a bit surprised my self at the precautionary measures that are being taken, but hopefully they will not be needed, i am embarrassed to say that I do not know much about your home; would you mind telling me what is like?"

Lord Carius will be attending the funeral.

*Carius and two Elpidiusi Custodi, holding enamled halberds stepped out of a Thunderhawk. Flexing his wings, Falx took a seat silently and waited.*

* a guard approched Chrysanus*
" a ship has just arrived, should i inform the queen or will you do it"
" who is it?" she asked
" its a ship from the Imperium Miss"
she hissed and then said " i'll do it" insted of walking to the queen Chrysanus turned and stormed out of the hall and toward the landing feild it cant be.... she thought

*Falx scanned the area, seeing a figure leap onto a roof, then someone very familiar.*

"Custodi Ezreal, go, go stop that man from disrupting the party. Ask him politely, then if he refuses, kill him. Quickly. Quietly."

Falx removed his helmet and pushed back his hood, flexing his angellic wings to full length and walking to meet Chrysanus.

"Notice anything different?", he said as he embraced her.

* she did not return his imbrace, she extracted her own wings from the hug, hands at her sides, her eyes were dark blue and the only message they sent was one of anger and hate, she shifted her gaze and eyed the wings*
" how did you manage to get a set of those?" * her voice how ever was friendly and cheery*

*bump*