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Following nearly 50 years of bloodshed and destruction, the Revolution had triumphed. Not your typical democratic guerilla rebellion, though. This was different. This was a revolution of ideals... of intellect... of beliefs. It took almost half a century, but finally the corrupt, stagnant, ineffectual, war-mongering nation of Cubic Zyrconia was no more, replaced with the pinnacle of democratic evolution: The Republic of the Seven Flowers. For almost 50 years before the Revolution began, people had prostested, rioted, picketed, and boycotted, but to no avail. The so called "Government of the People" had forsaken the people, making laws to benefit the richest, the most "worthy." And so, 49 years ago, on February 21, in Cubic Square, the first shot was fired.

It was merely one man, a young soldier just returned from the Oil War, as it came to be called. He stood in the middle of the Square, wrapped in the Zyrconic flag, and pulled out a small revolver. As the guards realised that he was not merely an over-enthusiastic tourist, but a revolutionary idealist, he fired a single shot a the massive dome of the Senate house. Caught on the cameras of the national media channel, which were constantly on, in the Square, the news spread like wildfire through the nation. Men and women gathered up arms, without any coherent idea of what they were really fighting for, and poured through the streets. In many cases, the men who were stationed - police, military men, security forces - to prevent such a happened instead joined in the angry mob.

Needless to say, with almost all of the military deserting, and no security forces of any kind, the Ancien Regime toppled without much of a fight. This, however, as is so often the case, left a vacuum of power. Smaller neighboring nations attempted to grab pieces of Cubic Zyrconia's border territories for themselves, but the people had become so bellicose that the small invasion forces were repelled without many losses. Unfortunately, however, the country had splintered into many factions, each led by an enterprising demagogue. Many years of internal skirmishes, and in some cases, full-blown nuclear wars were fought. Many, many atrocities were commited in these years.

But in recent times a new leader emerged. A leader that did not operate along geographic lines, or economic, or any kind of lines at all. He instead gathered merely who he could to his banner, and, admittedly, this was quite a lot of people. His utilitarian policy of "Do what is best for everyone" appealed to many people. A brilliant strategist as well, it took Clovis Pendragon a mere four years to bring peace to a land that had been racked with violence for the past forty-five.

Once justice and peace were restored, Pendragon's first mandate as the Temporary Dictator was to completly disarm. All nuclear warheads were dismantled, military ships scuttled, tanks scrapped, jets taken apart to be sold as scrap, and guns piled into great heaps throughout the nation and burned. From the podium in the center of Cubic Square, Pendragon declared "From this day forward, our land will be one of peace. We will never again take part in the atrocities that follow war. We will prosper, but we will not fight. We will seek out alliances with any who will make them. We will not impose our philosophy upon others, but neither shall we tolerate injustice. And henceforth, to mark the birth of a new nation, we will be known as the Republic of the Seven Flowers!"

And in the years following that speech, the Seven Flowers prospered, forging many solid alliances with the nations of the world, spreading the message of peace and love.


OOC: ^^^^ HintHintHint... I'm new and I'd like some help. This is only my second post, so any feedback would be much appreciated. I'll talk more later about the actual governmental system and why he chose the name "Seven Flowers"

[OOC: Pretty good for a second post, a very interesting creation story I might add. I think im impressed; A new nation who seems talented, and hasn't declared war on the world. Can't say I agree completely with the whole pasifiscm idea, but its your nation not mine. What is it exactly you would like help with?]

[IC:]
Upon learning of the newly formed nation of The Seven Flowers, a small nation valued on the principles of freedom, the nation of HailandKill would like to offer a hand to this new nation and offer any help it can. We also would ask if your nation would be interested in an embassy exchange to further better relations with us. Please respond in kind if any of our offers interest you.

[Signed]Secretary of State/Internation Affair Allen Johnson

[OOC: By any chance, do you read The Wheel of Time? Or did you read? I remember Pendragon from it.]


Clovis Pendragon, Republic of the Seven Flowers

As Emperor of the Golden Throne, heir to my grandfather's [Jonach I] glory, and second of Emperors of the Catalan dynasty, and second of the Second Empire, I welcome you to the realm of international politics. Although we may not be one of the most internationally reknown nations, we are fairly large and have a fair amount of influence abroad, and as a consequence, we have eyes and ears around the world. Your existance has caught my attention, and as with our standard policy, I wish to to extend the olive branch to yourself, as the saying goes. What this entails is at first, perhaps, an exchange of embassies, which would, of course, grow into an exchange of words between our spokesperson, and perhaps we could strike some political dealings as time goes on.

I know when a nation is to prosper, and I have seen dozens rise and fall in the first weeks of their existance. However, your nation seems one to built to survive, and furthermore, to stand the tests of time. Therefore, a political and cordial relationship with the Republic of the Seven Flowers would only be something wise to do.

To further evolve into my personal concept of an embassy exchange, it would be simply as it is titled, an exchange of embassies; yours of course, within the walls of the foreign quarters of Fedala, the capital of the Empire, and mine, well wherever your soul may direct us. As it is your sovereign territory you may guard it at will, and you can request our own police force to guard from the outside, which would be my sovereign territory. Regardless, there are certain rules of etiquette which I have picked up from others, including the restrictions of the number of heavy vehicles, but I do not think that such a thing would get in the way.

Well, I am awaiting your reply with patience. Thank you for your time; you must be a very busy man, as I am. Unfortunately, although I personally would like to, I cannot meet you in person, since I am at the front, leading my men against the Weigar Rebellion which has plagued this Empire since the beginning of my reign, only three weeks ago. Nonetheless, I assure you the stability of my throne, as already, the seeds of victory are spreading through the now crisp brown flat grasslands of the Imperial Provence. But, alas, I shall let you go now. Again, thank you.

[signed]Fedor I

The Government of the Seven Flowers is centered around a council of 20 men and women, hand-picked for their intellect, honesty, philosophy, and above all, love of their country. In the years following the end of the Revolution, Clovis Pendragon was the effective leader of this council, going by the unofficial title of Premier Councilmember.

Ostensibly, this granted him no extra powers, other than that he was the "voice" of the council to the people, announcing new dictates and acting as a figurehead for the government; however, in reality, Pendragon became the sole leader of the country. No one dared oppose him, for he was, after all, Clovis Pendragon, Bringer of Peace and Justice. And there seemed to be no need to oppose him, for what could he do? With no military, no security forces of any kind, not even a few spare rifles to form an impromptu militia, the thought of yet another Revolution became completly foreign to all but a few, who fled to the borderlands of the country. For them, even the corrupt democracy of old was better than a benevolent dictatorship...

Encrypted Message from Clovis Pendragon to Alfred Hienbearer; Sent 11/24

Alfred my old friend, things are falling into place so easily. These peasants are completely oblivious! Of course, there are a few who will try to resist, but as long as you hold up your end of the bargain, that should not be a problem... I expect we are still on schedule for the... equiptment?

--Clovis

Message Ends

This devious side of their leader was completly unknown to anyone, even the other council members. At the beginning of his term, there were a few who questioned Clovis's motives - he had never been heard of before, whereas most of the other politicians had some sort of background. That issue was soon forgotten, however...

Encrypted Message From Alfred Heinbearer to Clovis Pendragon; Sent 11/27

My dear Clovis, do you really think that I would not come through on my promise? Allow me to give you an update on the situation. The training facilities are as yet undiscovered. We see a few sheperds everyday, but they are completely unware of our presence. Peasants, indeed. The recruits are coming along nicely, though the children kidnapped from Krakozia years ago (you remember that operation, surely? Good times, they were) are now the fiercest men I have ever seen. The shipments should be arriving within the month, and soon after that we will be completely ready.

Message Ends

[OOC: By any chance, do you read The Wheel of Time? Or did you read? I remember Pendragon from it.]


Clovis Pendragon, Republic of the Seven Flowers

As Emperor of the Golden Throne, heir to my grandfather's [Jonach I] glory, and second of Emperors of the Catalan dynasty, and second of the Second Empire, I welcome you to the realm of international politics. Although we may not be one of the most internationally reknown nations, we are fairly large and have a fair amount of influence abroad, and as a consequence, we have eyes and ears around the world. Your existance has caught my attention, and as with our standard policy, I wish to to extend the olive branch to yourself, as the saying goes. What this entails is at first, perhaps, an exchange of embassies, which would, of course, grow into an exchange of words between our spokesperson, and perhaps we could strike some political dealings as time goes on.

I know when a nation is to prosper, and I have seen dozens rise and fall in the first weeks of their existance. However, your nation seems one to built to survive, and furthermore, to stand the tests of time. Therefore, a political and cordial relationship with the Republic of the Seven Flowers would only be something wise to do.

To further evolve into my personal concept of an embassy exchange, it would be simply as it is titled, an exchange of embassies; yours of course, within the walls of the foreign quarters of Fedala, the capital of the Empire, and mine, well wherever your soul may direct us. As it is your sovereign territory you may guard it at will, and you can request our own police force to guard from the outside, which would be my sovereign territory. Regardless, there are certain rules of etiquette which I have picked up from others, including the restrictions of the number of heavy vehicles, but I do not think that such a thing would get in the way.

Well, I am awaiting your reply with patience. Thank you for your time; you must be a very busy man, as I am. Unfortunately, although I personally would like to, I cannot meet you in person, since I am at the front, leading my men against the Weigar Rebellion which has plagued this Empire since the beginning of my reign, only three weeks ago. Nonetheless, I assure you the stability of my throne, as already, the seeds of victory are spreading through the now crisp brown flat grasslands of the Imperial Provence. But, alas, I shall let you go now. Again, thank you.

[signed]Fedor I



Message from The High Council of The Republic of the Seven Flowers to Fedor I of the Golden Throne

We are delighted to hear of your acceptance of our invitation to alliance, and would are looking forward to your proposed "exchange of embassies." We are a peaceful nation, as you know, and as such will not be able to provide much protection for your embassy. However, do not be alarmed: our people are not aggressive, nor will they resent or disagree with the presence of representatives of your nation in our grand city. We hope that your conflict can be resolved peacefully, however, if it cannot, we wish you luck in battle.

Message Ends

<From: Nistolonian Foreign Releations Department>
<To: Seven Flowers Government.>
The Nistolonian Government welcomes the Republic of Seven Flowers to the international community. It is always a pleasure to see a peaceful nation emerge in these troublesome times.
We would be interested in an exchange of Embassies, or perhaps a trade agreement. Our industries can sell you many items, and feel free to contact me to secure an agreement.

H'enlia Ledros, Foriegn Releations Minister, Nistolonian Government

<End message>

It has been 23 years since the end of the Dark Times for the Republic of the Seven Flowers. There have been 2 general elections since the induction of Clovis Pendragon to power, and in both he was unanimously re-elected. Others have come and gone, but he remains at the head of the council. And, of course, his plans remain...

Front Page of the Seven Flowers Times

Terrorist Attacks Rock the Nation's Capital!
For the first time in 23 years, the people of The Seven Flowers are seeing violence. Most of our children have never seen a person killed by a weapon, but now 300 people are dead and nearly 500 wounded by a series of bombs that were set off simultaneously in Flower City today. From the subways to Cubic Square itself, it seemed as if the entire city was about to collapse. Who is behind these attacks is as yet unknown, and even if it was, what could we do about it? Thanks to our esteemed leader's very first mandate, we can't even find these criminals, much less punish them.

The High Council of The Seven Flowers released to following statement:

People of The Seven Flowers: we apologize. We have not made your lives safe. Children have died, and for them, their parents, their friends, for everyone touched in anyway by this tragedy, we weep. We will do what we can to discover who is behind these attacks, and to prevent further damage from being done. Have hope, do not fear. Remember the national motto: All You Need Is Love.

Meanwhile, at his desk in the Capitol building, adjacent to Cubic Square, Clovis Pendragon reads the most recent message from Alfred. It is not good news... The shipment of arms from the rebels in the Infinite Crucible had been intercepted by some man... Lucifuge, his name was. Unfortunate, but no matter. Clovis's wallet was quite heavy, and this Lucifuge character had not discovered the shipment's destination, so there was no need to worry about him. Hmm, what's this? The rebels were destroyed? Clovis was not betting on this, perhaps Lucifuge and his emporer should be taken more seriously... They were demilitarizing, so that could be taken advantage of...

Clovis sat back in his chair, and contemplated the situation for some time. After several moments, he leaned forward again and began composing a message to Lucifuge, Hand of the Emporer...

Private Message to Lucifuge, Hand of the Emporer, from Clovis Pendragon, Premier Councilmember of the Seven Flowers

Greetings, Lucifuge. I am Clovis, Premier of the Seven Flowers High Council. I believe, if I am not mistaken, our nations have already entered into an alliance, following your open request. I congratulate you once more on your extermination of the rebellion in your country. Troubling times, I am sure. I hear you are demilitarizing, and I would be interested in purchasing, perhaps, some of your more... efficient equipment. Please, contact me as soon as you like with some more information. I look forward to hearing from you what you can supply. And worry not about price. My pockets run quite deep.

Message Ends

Dr. Violet moved at his usual manic pace looking over and responding to endless streams of paperwork and foreign government statements. The never ending avalanche would bury most others, but it helps to be manic hyperactive to work through those long intense nights. Each paper received at least a proper read over before going either going to the processing bin, his own desk, or the shredder. One paper, however, caught his interest. It was sent from their newfound allies, The Seven Flowers. It was on weapon acquisition, an odd thing to come from a pacifist nation, to say the least. However he quickly thought back to the memo that had crossed his desk mere hours ago which he was planning to make a statement on. The Seven Flowers had been the victims of a vicious terrorist attack. He could understand the need. He quickly sent a request for the manifest of excess military supplies, and began the letter to respond.

Target: The Seven Flowers – Flower City – Premier – Clovis Pendragon
Sender: The Infinite Crucible – Trinity City – Department of Xeno Affairs – Dr. Violet
Priority: High
Subject: Arms Sales and Consolation

The news of this terrorist strike has shocked the government of The Infinite Crucible. Such actions are only taken by the most vile and terrible of men, those who would strike out at the innocent for their own perverse and utterly vile goals. You can be sure that you have our backing in whatever actions you make as a response. We understand the danger of such terrorist attacks as they were the rampant throughout the one hundred year reunification. I have read your request for military arms and we can say that we would be more than willing to sell you equipment for and extreme discount, as you have a ways to go economically and are an ally. Additionally the equipment can come new or… slightly used. It is up to you. Below is a manifest of military assets we feel are pertinent to your situation. If anything is missing, feel free to inform us and we will see what we can provide.

Message Continues – Attachment
Basic Soldier Gear—
G36 Assault Rifle – surplus Ammunition for drawn out combat
Kevlar Light Body Armor
Day Fighting Equipment i.e. canteens, binoculars, rations, etc.
Optional:
Night Fighting Equipment i.e. Night vision, etc.
Melee Combat Equipment i.e. Sword, etc.
Cost: $4000 New -- $2000 Used
Optional Night fighting addition: $6000 additional
Optional Melee Combat addition: $500 additional

Company Logistical Support:
$15,000 per 200 Men


Armored Company:
T-90 Main Battle Tanks – 1,500,000 – Crew of 3
Type 90 Armored Personal Carrier – 500,000 – Crew of 3 + 13
Type 89 Self-Propelled Howitzer – 1,000,000 – Crew of 3
Combat Jeeps – 20,000 – Crew of 1 + 4

Air Support:
CH-47 Chinook Transport Helecopter – 500,000 – Crew of 2 + 24
AH-6J Little Bird – 200,000 – Crew of 1-2

--Document Ends—

OOC: Not sure on the prices, but I made them very very low. A main battle tank normally goes for four times that much.

Clovis Pendragon's aid was a nervous man, as most aids and clerks are, and so when he was told to take the day off, he nearly fell over. "You are a hard worker, citizen. You need rest. Maybe go out for a few drinks with some friends." Clovis himself had said those very words! Such a great man. Still, a day without a clerk? Surely something was afoot... but it didn't matter. The aid packed up his things and scooted out the door, looking forward to a few Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters with his friends.

Finally, some peace and quiet from that incessant man, thought Pendragon. He was expecting a message from the Infinite Crucible, hopefully a favorable one, and hopefully a lucrative one as well. Not a man to enjoy waiting around, Pendragon paced back and forth in front of his mammoth desk. Within the hour, however, he was pleased to recieve a message from the infamous Dr. Violet. They seemed to be good prices... and excellent equipment... just the tools for the job... yes, yes this was working quite well. Much better than that unfortunate deal with the rebels.

Encrypted Message from Clovis Pendragon to Dr. Violet of the Infinite Crucible

I am very pleased to hear your offer. Your prices are much lower than we could have ever hoped, and the equipment you are offering is state-of-the-art. After consulting with the Council [Clovis chuckled at that] we have concluded that it would be best to purchase the following:

Used Basic Soldier Gear
Night-Fighting Addition
Melee Combat Addition

for 20,000 men, coming to a total of 171,000,000.

Additionally, we would like to order 10 Combat Jeeps and 5 AH-6J Little Birds, for 1,200,000. This is a total of 172,100,000. The money can be found in a Swenglish Bank Account, code #322309-12-322-002. Please send the shipment by helicopter to the valley 20 miles due south of Furgiza Mountain. It has been a pleasure doing business with you.

Message Ends

Dr. Violet was quickly navigating the jungle of papers about him when he came to the reply from The Seven Flowers. A smile slowly worked its way on to his face, this on, however, was different. It had a wariness to it, a deep concern. Something wasn’t right. He could smell it. One can always pick out their own stink. This whole relationship was laden with deception. When one deceives enough they learn the tastes of deceptions, its subtle intangible intricacies. His manic pace slowed and regressed into deep thought.

He knew that there was deception, but about what there was no certainty. Where were the men for this equipment? Surely in a pacifist nation, the desire to slay would be in… the minority. He thought to the terrorist attack, evidently not. Why were the supplies being delivered to the remote wilderness? Many other questions came to mind, but few answers. He knew the Emperor could decipher every nuance of the situation, but he was... indisposed. He concluded it was a null issue for the moment, no amount of trickery could overcome the enormous power-gap between the countries.

Target: The Seven Flowers – Flower City – Premier – Clovis Pendragon
Sender: The Infinite Crucible – Trinity City – Department of Xeno Affairs – Dr. Violet
Priority: High
Subject: Arms Sales Verification and Inquiry

We are very pleased with your response, and your money. The requested supplies are currently being loaded onto a helicopter carrier that will soon set sail for your waters, with escort. This, however, may pose a problem. In order for delivery to be completed to the desired location, military grade warships must enter your water, and military grade transportation helicopters aloud in your airspace. We understand this may be unwanted, and are willing to work out an alternate form of delivery. Additionally, the delivery of military supplies will be highly visible to your people. We can not anticipate their reactions and suggest you plan accordingly. Perhaps a statement informing them of our arrival? As always, we hope to accommodate you as best as we can. If no change is desired we will continue as planned. May peace be with us both.

--Message Ends--

Dr. Violet smiled, he still had it.

http://www.freewebs.com/unionofarmeddominions/Soviet_coat_of_arms.jpg
Statement from the Premier
Federative Central Government
Union of Soviet Socialist Republics

While I do not personally agree with all of Premier Pendragon's and his administration's policies, I am willing to allow an embassy in Moscow if the Republic of Seven Flowers is willing to allow one to be built in their capitol city. The following is the statistics for the Soviet embassy we wish to have:

- One acre embassy compound (Fenced with twenty-five foot high stone and razor wire fencing.).
- Three story embassy.
- Two armored transport vehicles.
- One T-99 'Belsen' MBT (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9715437#post9715437).
- One armed helicopter.
- One unarmed helicopter.
- Fifty armed guards.
- Ten armed Seventh Chief Directorate (Guards), Committee for State Security (KGB) envoy detail.
- One hundred ambassadorial staff.

If these statistics are sufficient with the Pendragon regime, then the Commissariat of Foreign Affairs is willing to discuss further relations and Seven Flowers' embassy.

Sincerely,
Vladimir Ivanovich Troskin, Ph.D.
Premier of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics

This was an interesting development, to say the least. To say the most, it was a crisis. What to do about this... Could this Dr. Violet really know what he was doing? Or was he just a bumbling fool? More likely the former, Pendragon thought. What to do about this... After a moment of hard thinking, Pendragon was able to invent a reason why the shipment of arms should not be a public event.

Encrypted Message from Clovis Pendragon to Dr. Violet

My Dear Sir,
It is perfectly acceptable that your ships enter our waters. In fact, please take full advantage of our docking facilities. However, if you please, instruct your pilots not to go withing a 200 mile radius of any of our cities. We do not know where these terrorists are, but presume that they are hiding in our midst, planning their next devious attack. It is imperative to our plan that these supplies be dropped off at the previously specified destination.

Message Ends

That, hopefully, would take care of that. Pendragon also noticed a request for an exchange of embassies from the USSR. Interesting terms. Since his aid wasn't around, Pendragon wrote the response himself:

Message from the High Council of the Seven Flowers - to Vladimir Ivanovich Troskin, Ph.D.
Premier of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics

We are extremely pleased to hear of your interest in our government. We respect your opinions and policies, and while we, in turn, disagree with some, nonetheless would be delighted to participate in this exchange of embassies with your country. All terms will be met, indeed. We have none to be mentioned, of our own. Merely a flag outside, indicating our nation's presence.

Thank you.

Message Ends

The administration had seemed to take a special interest within the Republic of the Seven Flowers, and as a consequence they decided to pursue further economic relations with said Republic, and so they would insist in the exchange of telegrams between the two nations. The Emperor released a follow up telegram soon thereafter:

Clovis Pendragon, Republic of the Seven Flowers

We're glad to hear that you approve of our embassy, and the exchange thereafter, and we wish to pursue certain economical interests for the Empire, which we hope can be seen as mutually beneficial to both our nations, regardless of the difference in political ideology. Indeed, there is absolutely no doubt that a nation such as yours would progress immensely in terms of economic power if it was to open free trade between them and the Second Empire of the Golden Throne. Indeed, the economic benefit would be immense.

Of course, it would take a bit more talking that just a letter, but if you are interested we will provide a listing of our major exports, and see if you yourself are interested in importing a certain percentage of your national need from us for any good you may wish to import. The list remains at: petroleum [28 USD a barrel], foodstuffs [grains, fruits, meats], uranium, iron ore, steel, coal, natural gas, timber, furniture, automobiles, amongst many more - but these are by far the most prominent exports, except for of course our luxury exports of extra virgin olive oil and some of the most internationally reknown wines, Canforrales.

Trade deals nonwithstanding, thank you for your continued interest for the Empire. The Empire sure holds said interest with the Republic. Again, we are sure that these talks will be mutually beneficial.

[signed]Fedor I

OOC: [ATTN: Maccabees, Nistolonia, Hailandkill] yea, so once again, I'm new. So now that we're in a trade alliance, or will be soon, what does that mean for me? Is there any way I can estimate how much that will boost my economy? I found the NSEconomy Calculator, so do I factor it into that? Just wondering, don't want to make any stupid mistakes

IC:The requests for alliances and trade agreements were coming in on a daily basis, though now they were redirected from Clovis Pendragon's office to the newly established Office of International Affairs. The recently appointed Dr. Koch sifted through the papers. Three caught his eye, two telegrams from nations requesting alliances, as well as one from the powerful Second Empire of the Golden Throne. The doctor attended to that one first. Surely Pendragon would prefer to respond to such an important ally himself. Koch decided to forward the message on, giving it the respect it was due.

Message from Clovis Pendragon to Fedor I

Your Highness, I am once more infinitely pleased with the interest your Empire has shown our humble nation. With your aid, we shall rise higher and faster than we could possibly dream of without it. We ourselves are a free trade nation, and are delighted at your proposal. Indeed, we would like to begin as soon as possible.

Clovis Pendragon

Message Ends

Dr. Koch addressed the others himself. The telegram from Republic of Hailandkill was several days old, very unfortunate, that should have been responded to long ago, as should have the one from the War Republic of Nistolonia. Dr. Koch furiously wrote...

Message from The Seven Flowers Office of International Affairs to Allen Johnson

Mr. Johnson -
We are pleased to accept your offer of an embassy exchange, and apologize for the delay in our official response, especially considering the aid you have given us in the past weeks. Once again, we thank you, and accept.

Message Ends

Message from The Seven Flowers Office of International Affairs to H'enlia Ledros, Foriegn Releations Minister, Nistolonian Government

Mr. Ledros -
We were delighted to recieve your offer of alliance and trade. We are eternally grateful, and accept gladly. As a fledgling nation we are always glad to recieve aid and assistance from larger, older, more powerful lands, such as yours. Once again, we thank you.

Message Ends.

The message was delivered straight to SoS/IF Allen Johnson, almost a half hour upon recieving the transmission. He scanned it carefully to digest the words properly. He then wrote a quick, scribled letter to his aide, stating that The Seven Flowers would need a spot for an embassy and he had to get the contract and building organized. Im too busy to deal with the stupidity of small shit like that he thought to himself. He finished anything that was incomplete with his current matters and then got up from his chair. He walked out into the bustling hallway, filled with aides, and important advisors, and strode to the presidents office. He was one of the few men allowed to just walk in without a phone call. When he walked in he saw CINCNAVALFLT, the NSA, and two other people he did not reconize. They all looked up from the map they were huddled over, and stopped their conversation.

Uh am I interrupting anything sir? He said nervously

Not anything you wouldn't of heard anyway. It concerns matters in The Golden Throne. Responded the President What's that in your hand

He beckoned towards the transmission from T7F, the one signalling friendship.

Well sir, you may recall a newly formed nation that I was talking about about a month or two ago called The Seven Flowers. I had extentended a hand of peace to them, and this is their response in kind. I figure it's late because of terrorism going on in their country, and their leader is probably busy. But back to the point; I wanted to see if we could help them in any way we can, and knowing your stance on terrorism I thought you may of been interested.

The president's ears raised at the word terrorism. He was a violent opposer of terrorism and WMDs.

The NSA responded We can not allocate any forces to their country if thats what you mean. He thought for a second There is a Maiden Class not to far from their, and we can allocate it tp patrol off their waters.

That is beyond satisfactory. He replied

With the war in The Golden Throne, were getting enough intel as it is. All information will go to you, and all the decisions, pending big ones, will be made by you. Think of this as your own personal project. The president smiled, saw the nod of the aproval from the SoS and said Now if you please, we have business to attend to.

4 Hours Later, Somewhere in the Great Sea
"Bring us to PD" Said Commander Joe Scot, CO of HKS Lemer

Aye Sir responded the navigational officer We are at PD depth, sir

Raise EMS mast! The CO yelled

The small mast rose from the sea, and came up to full height to recieve any transmission.

Sir Yelled the comms officer We got news from home!

He took the document and read it. It contained news on the War of Golden Succesion, and other local events. The last part said he was to said off the waters of a nation called The Seven Flowers, a place only about 340 NM from his position.

Navigation, make your course one-zero-four, four knots.

Aye sir

The big black submarine made its turns in the water, and made its course to its patrol area. The recon gathering would begin.

[OOC: Longer than I wanted but you get the idea.]

Commissariat of Foreign Affairs

We are glad that you have accepted our request for an embassy. An embassy is being provided for the Republic of Seven Flowers in Moscow. Construction has already began and will be completed by the end of this month. We hope this is the begining of a great advancement in political ties.

- Alecsander Bovsky, Commissar of Foreign Affairs

Marik, watched as Dar, over stressed and asleep, slumped over his desk. Dar was the son of Dak Flayer, current ambassador in The Infinite Crucible, It had been a around a month or so that Dak was living there, inevitably as a political figure, had soaked up some of the national frenzy that had begun to ensue.

Belatedly he sent a message strait to the Bearzerking's office. Marik, hope that he wouldn't need to trouble the young Dar, read the message for himself. At first he was skimming quickly, then he focused his eyes, then his eyes widened almost bulging out before he grabbed Dar's collar and shook him.

Then next few minutes were like a violent blood spirit induced trip. Franticly Dar, Marik and the most politically adept aids began drawing up a message to send to The Seven Flowers. Writing it to sound as benign as possible they sent the following to The Seven Flowers.

To the Office of International Affairs: Republic of The Seven Flowers and Clovis Pendragon

Although operating in close proximity for such a long time, it is simply bad luck, or evil design, that we have not been able to make proper relations with your nation.

Through Dak Flayer, father of Dar Flayer who is our leader, Ambassador in The Infinite Crucible, has made us aware that you as a young nation are willing to partake in alliances and embassy exchanges. Although we specialize in food production, building supplies and literature, we are also able to act as machinery and processing facility.

Although we have conflicting ideals, there is always a Spire in Black Hive to act as your embassy.

The Lost Tribe of Psyker Bearzerkers,
Dar Flayer Bearzerking

The adrenaline subsiding but still flowing through veins, the office seemed as if they had all tranced and gone berserk...

How would their message be received? Would their idea of alliance and friendship even be entertained this late, as they had already become allies with, HailandKill, The Macabees, Fascist Confederacy, Nistolonia and their mutual ally, The Infinite Crucuble?

OOC: and don't forget Nistolonia... mwah ha ha ha ha ha

IC: Dr. Koch perused the mountains of paperwork that littered his office, eventually coming across a proposal from the nearby Lost Tribes of Psyker Bearzerkers (barbarians in our own backyard? bah, humbug.) for an exchange of embassies. If it had been up to him, Koch would have responded with a letterbomb - he hated dirty people, and they sounded like dirty people - but his orders were to accept any and all offers of international aid, from the smallest republics to the largest empires. I just hope Clovis knows what he's doing. These just aren't our kind of people...

Message from the Seven Flowers Office of International Affairs to Dar Flayer Bearzerking

We are utterly ecstatic to accept your invitation, good sir. Political ideology aside, we have no doubt that our two nations will live long and prosper together for ages to come, setting an example for the rest of the world how two utterly different civilizations can coexist in harmony.

Message Ends

Maybe they wouldn't be able to understand some of the words.

OOC: No offense my man, that's just how that guy rolls. Joking aside, thanks for the alliance

[indent]Clovis Pendragon, Republic of the Seven Flowers

Then it is struck! Merchant shipping to your nation will begin immediately. However, we have another minor proposition which may, or may not, strike your interest. Our language, Dienstadi, is one of the largest languages in the world, with nineteen billion speakers, perhaps outnumbered by English and Spanish. Nonetheless, it is a growing economic language, and consequently, we ask if you will institutionalize it within your 14-18 schooling as an elective language for the first ten years, and then after that period of time, as a three year secondary language program in your inferior [elementary] schooling? Without a doubt it will help your country emerge into the realm of powerful economics as they will be able to understand the language of one the most powerful economies in the world! [OOC: soon]

Other than that, is there anything in specific you may want to import? We are currently striking deals to supply a certain percentage of another country's necessities in whatever products [for example, 40% of your oil necessities, or whatever] annually. Other than that, what products does your country export?

We hope for word again.

[Signed]Fedor I

[OOC: You really can't see the effects. You just hold them in mind and use them when you RP.]

Dr. Violet looked over the most recent reply from The Seven Flowers with a suspicious frown. The response made sense, and would be satisfactory to most other men, but this was Dr. Violet. He ate, drank, and lived deception... or at least he used to. Additionally training men to fight took time, especially if they would be used to execute sting operations against terrorists. He decided to hold off for the moment in his inquiry and wait to see how long it took for an army to rise within the nation. That would be the deciding factor.

Target: The Seven Flowers – Flower City – Premier – Clovis Pendragon
Sender: The Infinite Crucible – Trinity City – Department of Xeno Affairs – Dr. Violet
Priority: High
Subject: Fleet Departure

Your terms are acceptable and understandable. The need for tact and stealth is of the utmost importance when dealing with terrorists. We would also inquire whether you would like us to dispatch soldiers to your country to both train your men for anti terrorist operations and to safeguard the peace until you feel you can handle it. We understand if this request is denied, as it is quite a gamble to allow foreign soldiers in your nation when you have no defense force of your own. Our fleet transporting the supplies is leaving port later today and another can be prepped within a week should you desire soldiers to aid in your training. I hope today is most profitable for your great nation.

–Message Ends–

Commodore Harlequin was sitting aboard the bridge of the S.S. Fury, a small helicopter carrier that had seen little action during The War of Unification. All about him the escort ships were slowly trudging out of dock and taking up escort positions about the Fury. In addition to the escort, two cargo ships took up position beside the carrier. When the fleet reached a port within The Seven Flowers the goods would be brought to the carrier and loaded onto helicopters and transported inland. Within the hour the fleet had formed up into formation and began its long journey across the ocean to Seven Flower water.

ooc: really that was a really nice touch there... add alot of character to this alliance

ic:
Too nice, the response was sweet and disgusting like artificial sweetener.

They must hate them already, at the very least the editor of the letter held a distain. Now they had become allies with elitist, Dar looked at the message several times, many emotions changed his face.

He looked at Marik, he spat on the note. "Now, it is a binding promise between two nations. We are very different Marik," His voice was stern, he was Marik's superior. "I didn't think it was wrong either, I still don't. But now we must make sure this small nick does not fester, non?"

Multiple uneventful days had passed as the fleet slowly moved across the sea. In fact the only event of any interest was the destruction of multiple whales, which were mistaken for enemy subs. Well, not really mistaken, but Commodore Harlequin was notoriously paranoid and easily spooked. Perhaps he had been sent due to this very fact. If anything seemed amiss in The Seven Flower, he would catch it and do something. That something either be turning tail and running for his life, or in the case of the whales, leveling everything within range of his ships in a hail of missile and artillery fire. This, however, was unlikely.

Today however was important, yes even more important that “whale day”, as the fleet had entered Seven Flower’s water and was quickly moving towards the largest rural port in the country. It was estimated by noon that they would be docked. Then after a few hours, their estimates proved correct and they were indeed docked by noon.

The deck of the SS Fury was ablaze with activity as numerous helicopters were being fire up, and supplies were being transferred from the cargo ships the deck of the carrier.

“Hey!” the deck foreman cried out, “That box is filled with explosives, you wanna blow us to pieces?” A lowly sailor had been a bit to zealous in his crane operation and the crate containing easily over a thousand pounds of high explosives had almost crashed into the side a prepping Little Bird.

The Commodore slowly emerged from the darkness of the ships interior, his eyes darting from side to side wary of a sniper strike. He approached the foreman, “How long until the first batch of supplies is ready to be shipped out to the coordinates provided?” His voice was lost to the growing roar of a few dozen choppers revving up.

“What was that?” the foreman yelled in response.

“How long until---” his voice was once again lost to the bustle of the deck.

Still it seemed the foreman understood, “A few seconds sir, this is the first of three batches, we should be done shipping supplies by tomorrow afternoon!” His voice tore through sounds, he would have made an apt drill sergeant.

With that four dozen helicopters slowly lifted off the deck in the midday sun and began to slowly move inland. Children could be seen running for their lives on a small farm. It looked to be the start of an invasion, but it was unlikely word would get out as anyone who was logical would know that an invading force would not be welcomed into port.

The rolling plains slowly grew into hills as the sun fell below the horizon. It was about ten at night when the first wave of helicopters reached the coordinates in the mountains and unloaded their supplies.

“I wonder if anyone will be greeting us?”

OOC: As you can tell I was feeling a bit goofy when I wrote this.

Like chewing a hot tire, writting to The Seven Flowers left an aweful taste in the Head of the Internation Relations House. Kan Spinal had been given the headache of dealing with The Seven, personaly thanks to Dar. But He gargled some whisky and started.

To: The Seven Flowers Office of International Affairs

In accordance with our newly founded allaince, we would like to begin with importing and exporting. As mentioned we can export goods as well as services, we are intrested in what you have to offer.

Hopefully that would get under their skin...

Further more we seek more lucrative and profitable agreements between our nations as no doubt you seek to gain as much as possible through our nation, to be plain and simple there is no alliance made without the prospect of gaining as much as you can from one another. To do so, we seek to find what you desire most, so that we can provide it, as well as get something in return. Please do not mistake this message as purely a business agreement between our two nations, but to maximize the efficiency that our alliance has granted.

Sincerely with deepest regards,
House of international Relations

The message was sent, and Kan Finished the last of the bottle, weary of the next response from The Seven Flowers.

Alfred Heinbearer, soon to be the High Warlord, if not in name, but in practice, of The Seven Flowers's small, lethal army, perched atop a massive boulder in the middle of the Sun Valley. Waiting patiently in the piercingly cold weather, his ominous figure's presence, cloaked in the skin of a bear he had killed himself, was enough to quell any unlikely protests from the presently unarmed killing machines arranged around him. He was waiting for the first shipment of arms from the port. His sources had informed him that the ships had arrived and were unloading. Even as he pondered what the first order of business would be once armed, Heinbearer's acute hearing picked up the distinctive sound of low-flying helicopters in the distance. Within in minutes several choppers climbed over the summit of the nearest mountain, and landed in the large clearing at its base.

Heinbearer slowly approached the nearest one, a grim smile on his face as he walked. The pilot hopped out of the cockpit, and saluted him. "Welcome to the Seven Flowers, my friend. You are extremely welcome here. Please instruct your men to unload their cargo immediately. We will take it from here." Brevity was Heinbearer's mark. The pilot saluted once more, turned on his heels and began barking orders. Within the hour, the newly acquired helicopters and jeeps were up and running in the hands of the impeccably trained Shadow Warriors. Heinbearer smiled widely, a gruesome sight (a scar across his cheek transfigured his face whenever this happened). Everything was going according to plan. After overseeing the unfolding of events for the next half-hour, Heinbearer deigned to enquire of the helicopter crews from the Infinite Crucible if any of the population had seen them arrive.

"Just a farm family, sir. And whatever workers there were at the docks, though, to tell the truth, there really weren't that many there."

"Thank you soldier," he responded curtly. The "workers" were in fact several hand-picked scouts he had sent a week before to prepare for the arrival. The family might be a problem, however. He would telegram the scouts to visit the farm on their way back to the facilities. He trusted them to do what was... right. A small smile at that rare bit of humor.

OOC: I have to wait a little longer before I can fully explain what the point of all of this is, because it's going to be a really long post and I don't quite have the time right now. Perhaps tomorrow. I'll just respond to Bearzekers for the moment

IC: Meanwhile, oblivious to the shady underground dealings of his supposedly benificient ruler, Dr. Koch perused the high level democratic telegrams that had arrived. Ack, yet another message from those barbarians next door, the Psyker Bearzerkers. The letter itself reeked of ale and sweat. But, an ally was an ally, regardless of how much dirt might be under their fingernails, and a reply was necessary.

Message from The Seven Flowers Department of International Affairs to Psyker Bearzerkers House of International Relations

Forsooth, we are once again delighted to hear from a nation such as yours. Your interest in further economic relations has piqued our curiosity. Our private sector is lead by a highly developed industry Beef-Based Agricultural industry, something that we believe you would enjoy partaking of greatly, Uranium Mining is also a large industry, and Book Publishing, though this last may not have as large a market in your nation as we would like. Additionally, we are world reknowned for our whiskey, something that may be a bit more in accordance with your tastes.

Message Ends

Bloody heathens...