Van Luxemburg
20-10-2005, 11:42
Diekirch, near Luxembourg
The Van Luxemburgian Premier, Jean-Pierre Claude, was asleep in his mansion in The Ardennes, a few dozen Kilometers away from the capital of van Luxemburg, Luxembourg. although Van Luxemburg was a Grand-Duchy, the Grand Duke was supported by Claude's government, to ensure the Grand Duke wouldn't become a dictator. the danger wasn't big, but it could. Claude was asleep, yet lightly. suddenly, he awoke, and listened carefully.
What was that?
he listened again. nothing but silence. it wouldn't be strange, cause he was in an area which had been completely silent, for years.
There was it again. footsteps on the natural stone in the hallway. no sound again. The carpet on the stairs. now, the wooden floor on the hall to it's bedroom crackled. A soft shivering went through him as the door opened with a squeeking noise. maybe it was his wife. he looked at the clock besides his bed. 12 o'clock, at night. His wife couldn't be at home, she was at a conference for housewives in Berlin and couldn't be home in 3 days.
suddenly, a black figure stepped into the room. nobody Claude knew. or? No, it simply couldn't. For some seconds, Claude first saw a bright light.
a Flashlight
Then, he saw the figure aiming something at him. a black box, with a round hole. A Pistol. Desert Eagle, .50, when looking at the size of the weapon.
"NO!? WHAT!?-"
With those last words, a bullet penetrated his head, leaving entry and exit wound. the last thing he saw, was a light. not a flashlight.
The Light, go towards The Light....
Three Days Later
Maria Claude put her bags down in the hallway. after the long helicopter ride from Berlin she was exhausted. she had been at a conference for Housewives there, and didn't felt the need to go to the afterparty. Home, Sweet Home.
"Jean? Jean-Pierre?"
no response.
"Jean? Love, where are you?"
she went into the living, thereafter the Diningroom, kitchen, Toilet and then went upstairs, towards the Bathroom. nothing. the whole 16th century Huntingcastle was empty, only one place was left. The Bedroom.
When she walked in, the stench almost drenched her, drowning her in a strange smell, which she had never smelled before. she saw him when she looked aside. there He was, with blood all over the pillow. he didn't look too good, more something like peaceful. but the only thing Maria could think of, was run. run! run for your life! maybe he or she could be here?. she stormed towards the living, picking up the telephone and dialing a number. 112
"Goodmorning, Diekirch district emergency number, how can I help you?"
the soft voice of the operator sounded into Maria's ears.
"Yes! Please!" Maria was panicked, and almost shouted into the phone.
"What is it, Miss?"
"My Husband has been murdered!"
"Ofcourse, Ma'am. could you please pass your name and address?"
"Oh, I'm so glad. it's Maria Claude, Rue des Bouchers number 12, Noumerlayen."
"Claude? of the premier? it shows the same address."
"Yes."
"SHIT! I'll be sending a few cars over to investigate, Ma'am."
A short line of cars left the Police HQ in Diekirch. accompanied by a few vans and other standard policecars, were a few black cars, which were seemingly the absolute top of the manufacturer. they sped through the town, and turned left on the main road leading into the woods. with howling sirens and flashing lights, they passed a military convoy, already doing recon for the MILEX. the police cars, whereunder Maserati's, Audi's and Porsche's, could have been sent to separately, but they were sent all at once. they drove through the gate of the castle and barely could brake before the end of the lane.
"Headshot, caliber .50, entry and exit wound. bullet penetrated pillow and was found in the mattress. dead at once. happened approximately 3-4 days ago, judging of the smell and stiffness of the body. although-"
"You can't say anything before the autopsy, yes, I know. now, a point fifty is quite rare to be in civilian hands, as they are forbidden to bear arms above point fourtyfive caliber, so it must be one who has an Illegal weapo-"
"Please, tell me something new."
"Let me speak out, if it wasn't a civilian, whow as it?"
"well, most logical should be the GLM."
"could be"
Rechercheurs Laaker and Kouder were in charge of the investigation. they were two friends, who had followed the training together, and did everything together. they got into their Black Mercedes S350, the second in a month. another one was wrecked during a pursuit, and all cars before that were also wrecked, one way or another. before Laaker got the chance to start the S, another rechercheur ran towards the car, with a large plastic bag in his hand.
"Sirs, we've found the weapon, IMI Desert Eagle, .50, it was in the woods, 300 metres away from the castle."
"Get it to the HQ, we'll need to interrogate Maria."
Alborán Sea, near Almeriá, that same day.
"you're saying that the guy I had on my side a few days ago, was now killed in his castle?"
"Ehm, yes, mister"
"that just plain sucks"
"Sure"
The Royal yacht was floating around near Almeriá, to accomodate the commanders of the MILEX. The Grand Duke was also there, to welocme them. he just heard of the murder.
"Okay, let the rechercheurs stay on the case, ensure the security around Luxembourg and the houses of Government members, aswell as call for new elections for Premier. only for premier, not for a complete government.
"yessir"
OFFICIAL VAN LUXEMBURGIAN MESSAGE
Das Groussherzogtum Vum Letzebuerg
Unfortunately, Premier Jean-Pierre Claude was murdered 3 days ago. Van Luxemburgian Police will be investigating the murder, and will catch the murderer. Meanwhile, The Grand Duke has called for elections for Premier. A Pressconference will be held on the case tonight at the Grand Ducal Palace in Luxembourg, by Interim-Premier Maria Laiz. the Grand Duke and several Ministers and Head of Police will be there. Foreign Press is absolutely welcome.
~ing, J. Blom, Interim Press manager, Minister of Foreign Affairs.
(OOC: practicly, this will be a sort of CSI/FBI investigation and Premier Elections thread, but first, the press conference will take place. it would be nice if Foreign press and maybe Foreign ministries/Ambassadors would ask questions in that conference.)
The Van Luxemburgian Premier, Jean-Pierre Claude, was asleep in his mansion in The Ardennes, a few dozen Kilometers away from the capital of van Luxemburg, Luxembourg. although Van Luxemburg was a Grand-Duchy, the Grand Duke was supported by Claude's government, to ensure the Grand Duke wouldn't become a dictator. the danger wasn't big, but it could. Claude was asleep, yet lightly. suddenly, he awoke, and listened carefully.
What was that?
he listened again. nothing but silence. it wouldn't be strange, cause he was in an area which had been completely silent, for years.
There was it again. footsteps on the natural stone in the hallway. no sound again. The carpet on the stairs. now, the wooden floor on the hall to it's bedroom crackled. A soft shivering went through him as the door opened with a squeeking noise. maybe it was his wife. he looked at the clock besides his bed. 12 o'clock, at night. His wife couldn't be at home, she was at a conference for housewives in Berlin and couldn't be home in 3 days.
suddenly, a black figure stepped into the room. nobody Claude knew. or? No, it simply couldn't. For some seconds, Claude first saw a bright light.
a Flashlight
Then, he saw the figure aiming something at him. a black box, with a round hole. A Pistol. Desert Eagle, .50, when looking at the size of the weapon.
"NO!? WHAT!?-"
With those last words, a bullet penetrated his head, leaving entry and exit wound. the last thing he saw, was a light. not a flashlight.
The Light, go towards The Light....
Three Days Later
Maria Claude put her bags down in the hallway. after the long helicopter ride from Berlin she was exhausted. she had been at a conference for Housewives there, and didn't felt the need to go to the afterparty. Home, Sweet Home.
"Jean? Jean-Pierre?"
no response.
"Jean? Love, where are you?"
she went into the living, thereafter the Diningroom, kitchen, Toilet and then went upstairs, towards the Bathroom. nothing. the whole 16th century Huntingcastle was empty, only one place was left. The Bedroom.
When she walked in, the stench almost drenched her, drowning her in a strange smell, which she had never smelled before. she saw him when she looked aside. there He was, with blood all over the pillow. he didn't look too good, more something like peaceful. but the only thing Maria could think of, was run. run! run for your life! maybe he or she could be here?. she stormed towards the living, picking up the telephone and dialing a number. 112
"Goodmorning, Diekirch district emergency number, how can I help you?"
the soft voice of the operator sounded into Maria's ears.
"Yes! Please!" Maria was panicked, and almost shouted into the phone.
"What is it, Miss?"
"My Husband has been murdered!"
"Ofcourse, Ma'am. could you please pass your name and address?"
"Oh, I'm so glad. it's Maria Claude, Rue des Bouchers number 12, Noumerlayen."
"Claude? of the premier? it shows the same address."
"Yes."
"SHIT! I'll be sending a few cars over to investigate, Ma'am."
A short line of cars left the Police HQ in Diekirch. accompanied by a few vans and other standard policecars, were a few black cars, which were seemingly the absolute top of the manufacturer. they sped through the town, and turned left on the main road leading into the woods. with howling sirens and flashing lights, they passed a military convoy, already doing recon for the MILEX. the police cars, whereunder Maserati's, Audi's and Porsche's, could have been sent to separately, but they were sent all at once. they drove through the gate of the castle and barely could brake before the end of the lane.
"Headshot, caliber .50, entry and exit wound. bullet penetrated pillow and was found in the mattress. dead at once. happened approximately 3-4 days ago, judging of the smell and stiffness of the body. although-"
"You can't say anything before the autopsy, yes, I know. now, a point fifty is quite rare to be in civilian hands, as they are forbidden to bear arms above point fourtyfive caliber, so it must be one who has an Illegal weapo-"
"Please, tell me something new."
"Let me speak out, if it wasn't a civilian, whow as it?"
"well, most logical should be the GLM."
"could be"
Rechercheurs Laaker and Kouder were in charge of the investigation. they were two friends, who had followed the training together, and did everything together. they got into their Black Mercedes S350, the second in a month. another one was wrecked during a pursuit, and all cars before that were also wrecked, one way or another. before Laaker got the chance to start the S, another rechercheur ran towards the car, with a large plastic bag in his hand.
"Sirs, we've found the weapon, IMI Desert Eagle, .50, it was in the woods, 300 metres away from the castle."
"Get it to the HQ, we'll need to interrogate Maria."
Alborán Sea, near Almeriá, that same day.
"you're saying that the guy I had on my side a few days ago, was now killed in his castle?"
"Ehm, yes, mister"
"that just plain sucks"
"Sure"
The Royal yacht was floating around near Almeriá, to accomodate the commanders of the MILEX. The Grand Duke was also there, to welocme them. he just heard of the murder.
"Okay, let the rechercheurs stay on the case, ensure the security around Luxembourg and the houses of Government members, aswell as call for new elections for Premier. only for premier, not for a complete government.
"yessir"
OFFICIAL VAN LUXEMBURGIAN MESSAGE
Das Groussherzogtum Vum Letzebuerg
Unfortunately, Premier Jean-Pierre Claude was murdered 3 days ago. Van Luxemburgian Police will be investigating the murder, and will catch the murderer. Meanwhile, The Grand Duke has called for elections for Premier. A Pressconference will be held on the case tonight at the Grand Ducal Palace in Luxembourg, by Interim-Premier Maria Laiz. the Grand Duke and several Ministers and Head of Police will be there. Foreign Press is absolutely welcome.
~ing, J. Blom, Interim Press manager, Minister of Foreign Affairs.
(OOC: practicly, this will be a sort of CSI/FBI investigation and Premier Elections thread, but first, the press conference will take place. it would be nice if Foreign press and maybe Foreign ministries/Ambassadors would ask questions in that conference.)