NationStates Jolt Archive

Ricardo headed to his room to get changed and all that jazz.

"Believe me, if either of us were intent on killing, we'd be alot more aggressive." Illuminaatrix said, sitting down to pray.

“Well, it made you stop.” said Edward.

Ali had execused himself from the gathering group and had gone off to retrieve his bags. He had luckily brought a nice suit with him that was more than enough for the night's much anticipated party.

So many interesting people you meet when you go traveling...

Selene had some nice clothes sent from her castle. Two nice dresses and one of Remy’s nice suits. One of Edward’s nice suits was on its way from Evergone Castle.

After retrieving his bags from the car, Ali returned to the group to find a couple of them still there. "Do you know where I could put my bags down and get comfortable before the party?" he asked to anyone that knew. He had successfully found his suit and was pleased to notice that it had not wrinkled one bit.

ooc: where oh where has Jenrak gone?

The person replied snotly, "any nearby hotels?"

"Sorry, I am not quite familiar with this area... could you suggest one?" Ali asked politely.

"The closest one is the one down the River. Not much."

OOC: Sorry about the bads posts, I just have a busted hand and people are sleeping, so I'm trying to type and be quiet.

ooc: No problem.
IC:

Ali thanked the person before heading back outside. He hailed a car and had it take him to the hotel the stranger had pointed out. A shot time later, Ali had gotten a nice suite on the top floor and was already unpacking his bags. He laid his suit for that night out on the bed. I can't wait till the party...

ooc: whats going on Jenrak? Hand still busted :( ?

OOC: Could be. I have not seen him on AOL lately.

ooc: yeh, nor MSN. Though I sort of would like to get this going, because I want to get Ali married off to somebody and have him settle as the ruler of Eborall.

ooc: whats going on Jenrak? Hand still busted :( ?

BTW: I talked to Jenrak and he said he has just been really busy with work. He said he will try to get a post up soon, but not sure when.

ooc: yeh, nor MSN. Though I sort of would like to get this going, because I want to get Ali married off to somebody and have him settle as the ruler of Eborall.

OOC: Not with Uncle Edward and Aunt Selene playing with fate. You will see. *Evil grin* Plus…Remy does have a way to get his way. *wink*

Not to be rude but Ali would never made it in Jenrak without having a battalion of soldiers guarding him. See Jenrak other MT thread, where 100,000s of Jenrak’s (The soldiers lead by preachers) attacking one of my ten military bases.

But if Ali is single, Lady Suma (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Suma.jpg) could be the next one he needs to look at.

Okay about what has happened to Jenrak.

ooc: Well he has four special ops members with him... though I am not sure if that is equivalent to a battallion :p

Why wouldn't he be able to make it in Jenrak for a week?

Ali will definately look to her next, though a little more info would be helpful.

ooc: Well he has four special ops members with him... though I am not sure if that is equivalent to a battallion :p

OOC: Four special ops members, don't know about that.

Why wouldn't he be able to make it in Jenrak for a week?

It is a wasteland. It is a lot of desert with a lot of shady people, rebels, and many more.

Ali will definitely look to her next, though a little more info would be helpful.

That will come later but she is from the blood of the Count. So…she is mutant/vampire and his granddaughter. Her age is 3,248 years old. Her father is Prince Jibade (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Jibade.JPG). Her mutant powers; Phases her molecules into intangibility, letting her move through objects, walk on air, and disrupt electronic systems. Her mother die along time ago.

That will come later but she is from the blood of the Count. So…she is mutant/vampire and his granddaughter. Her age is 3,248 years old. Her father is Prince Jibade (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Jibade.JPG). Her mutant powers; Phases her molecules into intangibility, letting her move through objects, walk on air, and disrupt electronic systems. Her mother die along time ago.

ooc: well if this doesn't pan out or start up again soon, I am going to be creating a "Looking for Queen" type thread... unless you can think of a better way to do it.

ooc: well if this doesn't pan out or start up again soon, I am going to be creating a "Looking for Queen" type thread... unless you can think of a better way to do it.

OOC: That will work unless this does not start back up. If it does and Denise does not pick Ali, I will have Edward give Suma’s picture to Ali. Then from there, we can start a role-play together.

OOC: That will work unless this does not start back up. If it does and Denise does not pick Ali, I will have Edward give Suma’s picture to Ali. Then from there, we can start a role-play together.

ooc: sounds good... though I am not very patient :D, so we will have to go by how long you are willing to wait.

ooc: sounds good... though I am not very patient :D, so we will have to go by how long you are willing to wait.

OOC: I don’t know. Talk to Jenrak and see if he can get back to Rping in maybe a week or so. If he can’t, you could always have Ali leave this thread. You make up a reason. But before he leaves, I have Edward stop him and tell him out Suma.

OOC: I don’t know. Talk to Jenrak and see if he can get back to Rping in maybe a week or so. If he can’t, you could always have Ali leave this thread. You make up a reason. But before he leaves, I have Edward stop him and tell him out Suma.

Will do...

I just sort of want to get it done before the end of winter break, because I have so much time now and after I have exams that will take much of my time and concentration.

OOC: I'm here now. Writing a post, will reply soon.

The Ball
It was a dazzling display of architecture, as a massive lime dome stretched up into the it’s hearth, the stone spiking meter seeming to glisten in it’s frequency, the glass in the surrounding pieces brilliant, shimmering with a light that shone like an angelic halo around it’s base. Draperies, curtains, and banners, all a vibrant grape purple, the background for a crooked ‘S’ in yellow, were strewn across the ceiling, massive symbols depicting elegant stories of chivalry, bravery, and loyalty. Across from the hall, came a group of spiked legions, their armour powerful and graceful, unwary and pummelling. In a thick stone-like suit and standing tall behind an iron shield, tall and graceful like the others, quiet and ever-still, never moving nor quivering. A breath of dark gazes emerged from their breaths, but other than that, that was all that emanated from their creeping breaths. For they were the guardsmen, guns and swords perched alike in their sashes, only watching carefully, nobody knowing of their expressions blocked by the creeping shadow of their helmets. Amongst them, beside one, stood a tall, thinly, balding man whom looked too old for his age, a ripened 65 years old, belonging to Drakthaz, a man of economic proportions, someone whom would be on the target list for thousands of rebel factions being cleaned up by the sweep. He had a small elegant glass in his left hand, and as the waiter passed, he took another, and gave it to a smiling, chestnut brown haired woman, in a long, silky and elegant satin grey dress, as it seemed to shimmer with a bright lights and radiance.

“Hello, Denise.” Drakthaz said, offering her the tiny glass in his right hand. “Care to have a drink?” He prodded, sipping his glass in his left hand slightly.

“Thank you, Drakthaz.” She accepted, carefully taking her glass from him, and turning around to look at the entrance halls. “Quite a crowd of people today.” She replied, nodding. “Every noble and lord from every corner of the province, every measure of security imaginable in mankind is here. All for a little girl.” She sighed, putting her glass down on a table before her lips even touched it’s brimming surface.

“Well,” Drakthaz started, “Denise, you must understand the lineage that travel through Alledrias’ bloodline. The girl is Jenrak’s second Queen in history, and her blood is this time, legitimate.” Drakthaz only nodded. “Arcarum’s child is a woman, and she would be Queen, but whom to be king? The girl is only a few years old, and yet she knows four different languages. Can you understand that?” Drakthaz asked incredulously.

“I knew six when I was her age, so what is your point?” Denise snapped back, still slightly smiling in a mockery of him, turning around to pick up her glass again. “She’s a gifted child, but she lacks the discipline to keep in check. Illuminaatrix hasn’t been able to keep her under control.” Denise nodded, watching as people entered, and slightly slow music sounded through the speakers.

“You speak harshly of him. I thought you loved him – “

“ – like a brother, Drakthaz. He has always been a friend of I, but his relationships were entirely mutual, as it was proven before. I remain yet loveless, and I will stay so until such time it is deemed correct. One day Enkur will point out to me whom is more my kind.” She replied.

“Your kind?” Drakthaz asked. “I thought your choice was by worthiness, not by something less mutual.”

“That’s what love is; playing favourites until you know who makes the most of it. Love is a fire of heat and passion, and you are strengthened and passionate by it’s frolicking flames, but when you are without it, a gust of the winds of loneliness leave you chilled and weakened.” She sneered at him.

Drakthaz had a slightly sceptical look. Putting down his glass, he placed his scarred and old hand on her shoulder carefully – for too long, she would be known to cut off the hands of others. “See me as your godfather. Now Nahk’s dead, I wish to have the best for you. I wish the most expensive things and the elegant, the most beautiful and of greatest craftsmanship for you. You are a daughter to me – a daughter whom I never had. I don’t want to see you broken hearted Denise, so hearken my words carefully.” He said, leaning closer so his words were a mere whisper to her. “Don’t choose your man. Let fate choose him for you.” He said, kissing her softly on the forehead, as he walked away.

“That’s deep, Drakthaz, but you can do better.” She said to him, as he walked away.

Ricardo was dressed in blackened blue suit with a deep blood red shirt. As he looked out over the floor, he spotted Denise talking with an older man, and decided to walk over and ask her to dance.

Edward walked into the ballroom, wearing a three-piece black suit with matching black gangster type hat. He had his pistol hidden under his coat. At his left side was Ashili.

Selene and Persephone walked in behind them, wearing matching dark blue dresses.

Remy came in wearing a white tuxedo with a black shirt and red tie under it. A open deck of cards in the coat right pocket. He saw Denise with the want to be model and he would wait to talk to her.

Ali entered into the main room as the party was in full swing. He was wearing a deep blue suit (http://www.eshopone.com/images/travel-suit/travel-suit-jacket.jpg) with thin pin stripes, a light blue shirt, and a red tie with blue stripes coiling around it.

He decided first he would get a drink and then find Denise afterwards, so he walked over to the bar and ordered a Black Bourbon.

...

Spotting Ricardo, she smiled, her two fingers up in the air. "I'll see you later Drak." She said to his back, before, looking back the man approaching her. "Hello." She merely replied.

...

"No problem, Lord." The man said, a strong British accent rolling off the tip of his tongue, as he went to work. "On what's business are you here for? You don't look or dress like any of the Nobles, so I guess you're not from Jenrak. A diplomatic visit?"

Spotting Ricardo, she smiled, her two fingers up in the air. "I'll see you later Drak." She said to his back, before, looking back the man approaching her. "Hello." She merely replied.
"Hello Denise." Ricardo replied, "Might I ask you for the pleasure of a dance?"

Ali downed one Black Bourban before grabbing a second one and leaving the bar area. He perused the crowd, listening in on interesting conversations; mingling as he normally did at parties. Occasionally he would chime in with his point of view or ideology on a certain matter but for the most part he just liked to listen to what other people thought. Currently, he had wandered over to a small fountain a little off to the side and was listening to a conversation between two men and a set of ladies about politics.

"Hello Denise." Ricardo replied, "Might I ask you for the pleasure of a dance?"

"If you can dance, then go ahead. My hand is waiting." She said coyly, her pale hand held out.

As the music changed to a tangoesq beat, he took her hand and asked, "Do you know the Tango orillero?"

As the music changed to a tangoesq beat, he took her hand and asked, "Do you know the Tango orillero?"

"You're asking me questions, which I won't like to answer."

He raised an eyebrow, as if to ask, 'Why not'?

ooc: Why wouldn't she want to answer the question?

ooc: I think "she" wants you to just start dancing rather than talking... (but I may be wrong)

ooc: I think "she" wants you to just start dancing rather than talking... (but I may be wrong)

OOC: Correct. Start dancin', Theao

IC:

"Stop asking questions." She said.

...

The man was in a deep trancing conversation, with a woman who seemed to be in a professional tone - a blonde haired, with red streaks, her eyes twinkling in thought, her mouth moving quickly in tandem with her whim. The men seemed to be in fright, and awe, of her quick discipline, and one of them, a tall, lumbering, heavily armoured and messy haired man, his steel helmet in his arms, only nodded.

"I don't think the nation is in any condition to maintain the state anymore." The woman said, as the others nodded.

"Ah," The man in the armour chimed up, his voice deep and commanding, as if he were a great General, "which is why the Church is in power, Ashili."

"The church is not a position of international politics, Authaulus. I prefer to have it that way." The woman replied, her distinct fiery, passionate words a certain drawing of conflict, a level to the man in his strong, powerful convictions.

"Unless you're forgetting, Ashili, the Church controls the state of the Watcher, and Illuminaatrix is the Watcher. Alledrias is also taught the Tsellias, so there is no influence in Jenrak that the priests cannot reach."

"I'm tired of your fanaticism, you zealot. This is the economic world. Do you think your reach can surpass the economic frame? It spans into other nations, you know."

"Ah, but everything goes back to the source, and guess what? It's controlled by the church."

"Then ask that Drakthaz - he's an athiest." She finished, the man fuming.

"Stop asking questions." She said.
He smiled a rogueish smile as he began to dance.

ooc: you'll have to forgive me if I don't know the steps(I can't dance (anything) to save my life)

Ali thought it was an interesting conversation and issue that the two were discussing, though he decided not to give any input... not yet at least. Instead, he slipped off, away from the arguing couple and began searching the room.

After asking a few people here and there, Ali finally discovered who Drakthaz was and sought him out. "I don't belive we have had the pleasure of meeting," Ali said as he approached the man, "I am Ali. I hear you are Drakthaz, correct? Well anyway, straight to the point," Ali continued, "The people over there," he pointed from where he had been listening in on the discussion, "Were having an interesting discussion about the church controlling the state... and they said to ask you what you thought..."

He smiled a rogueish smile as he began to dance.

ooc: you'll have to forgive me if I don't know the steps(I can't dance (anything) to save my life)

OOC: I don't know how to dance either.

"What are you smiling about?" She asked.

"Of what? The influence of the minds of a few priests and religious lords into the populace? It's our culture, yes, but this is a new age. We have to keep them separate. Without economy, there's no point in working for the world. Without religion, there's no point in living in this hellhole. They both have their points, but I'm just not sure entirely."

"What do you think, Mr. Ali?"

"Me?" Ali said as he pondered his words for a moment. "Well... I agree that you need to keep them separate, and yet at the same time I believe that if they are both part of your culture than they need to be utilized equally."

He paused momentarily before continuing, "Though... I wouldn't necessarily say that there isn't anything to live for without religion."

"Then tell me, Mr. Ali, are you a man of passion, love, life, art?" Drakthaz asked. "Because they all stemmed from supernatural religious beliefs."

OOC: I don't know how to dance either.

"What are you smiling about?" She asked.

He grinned, "I have a beautiful woman dancing with me." He replied

He grinned, "I have a beautiful woman dancing with me." He replied

"That's very creepy. Don't smile like that again, please?" She asked.

"Then tell me, Mr. Ali, are you a man of passion, love, life, art?" Drakthaz asked. "Because they all stemmed from supernatural religious beliefs."

"I am a man of little want..." Ali replied, "Though I do enjoy those things you listed. However, just because they stemmed from something that I may not believe in nor that is deemed correct, does not make the same so for them. Angels can be born out of the darkest corners of our world, no?"

"That's very creepy. Don't smile like that again, please?" She asked.

He chuckled slightly, "Alright, for you." He replied as his visage took on a serious 'face' that was at odds with his face and quite comical, "Is this better Denise?"

ooc: Assuming this is a Jenrak puppet(otherwise disregard)

...

"Correct." He acknowledged, swishing the wine in his mouth. "Although I do think Religion is strong, it's ties to economy and the state should be left alone." Drakthaz sighed, his dribbling mouth letting out a few droplets of saliva. "It would be a cold day in hell when I see 'church-approved' on Jenrakian products."

...

OOC: Yeah, that was my puppet.
IC:

Denise only laughed. "That's very amusing, but you look stupid doing that. Stop it."

"As you wish." He replied, pleased that he'd gotten Denise to laugh.

"Correct." He acknowledged, swishing the wine in his mouth. "Although I do think Religion is strong, it's ties to economy and the state should be left alone." Drakthaz sighed, his dribbling mouth letting out a few droplets of saliva. "It would be a cold day in hell when I see 'church-approved' on Jenrakian products."

"I agree," Ali replied, "I wouldn't want our culture and economy to have to be approved by the church or other religious organization. However, if it is what the people agreeably wanted, than that would be the way it worked..."

...

"Democracy." He snorted in a slight laughter, swishing his wine delicately. "I'd rather die than allow it to manifest. This country would be ridden with weaklings and crime if it was left to the people."

...

"I have a question, however." She said, her tone serious. "How did you find me? I'm curious."

"I was never supporting democracy," Ali replied, "As I believe in a monarchial rule of some type. All I was saying was that it is up to the leaders to rule but to rule in such a way that would be against what everyone wanted, would be corrupt and evil."

"I was never supporting democracy," Ali replied, "As I believe in a monarchial rule of some type. All I was saying was that it is up to the leaders to rule but to rule in such a way that would be against what everyone wanted, would be corrupt and evil."

"No, not really. If it was against what everyone wanted, then it wouldn't exist. Someone certaily enjoys the condition."

"I have a question, however." She said, her tone serious. "How did you find me? I'm curious."
"I'm not sure I understand what you mean." He replied, "If you meant how do I find you, then your one of, if not the most, beautiful and interesting woman I've ever meet." He added sincerely.

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean." He replied, "If you meant how do I find you, then your one of, if not the most, beautiful and interesting woman I've ever meet." He added sincerely.

"No, I'm serious. How did you find me? How did you know I was single, that I lived in Jenrak?"

"No, not really. If it was against what everyone wanted, then it wouldn't exist. Someone certaily enjoys the condition."

"I am afraid I do not understand what you are suggesting," Ali replied, "Would you kindly re-explain?"

"I am afraid I do not understand what you are suggesting," Ali replied, "Would you kindly re-explain?"

"You said that to be corrupt and evil, it would be against everyone. It's not corrupt then, if the leaders enjoy it, since they're part of the 'everyone' sector."

"You are being quite unnecessarily literal," Ali commented, "I believe you know that when I used the word 'everyone' I did not entail it to mean every single human being... just the vast and overwhelming majority."

"Well, Mr. Ali, when you work in the world of economics your whole life, taking things literal keeps your business alive."

Glad he saw an opening to change the subject, Ali pursued the new topic, "Oh... what kind of business are you in?"

"All sorts. As Minister of Finance, I keep my eyes open."

"No, I'm serious. How did you find me? How did you know I was single, that I lived in Jenrak?"
"The match-maker happens to be a man by the name of Illuminaatrix," He replied

"The match-maker happens to be a man by the name of Illuminaatrix," He replied

"That bastard." She whispered quietly, smiling back, hiding her rage. "So, how are you?"

"I'm good, but you seem a bit tweaked at him." He replied

"All sorts. As Minister of Finance, I keep my eyes open."

"Ohhh... now I see," Ali commented, "Well... if I were in your place and part of the structured and highly regulated world of business and commerce... than I would probably feel the same as you."

...

"He never tells me anything." She said, with angst.

...

"I doubt it. Every economy is different. I'm sure you would still have a different view of the economies if you were raised to keep your nation's economy in check."

"But of course," Ali replied, "I meant if I was actually in your place, as Minister of Finance for Jenrak."

"Anyhow," he said after a moment of silence, "It was nice talking to you - quite stimulating... but I think I am going to get another drink now. Grand parties like this aren't my favorite thing, if you know what I mean," he said as he headed to the bar.

"Of course, of course." He said, as Illuminaatrix walked over to Drakthaz, and whispered in his ear.

"You must be joking." He whispered back, shaking his head slightly. "Keep the party going, send out search squads. Are you sure its him?"

"Positive."

"He never tells me anything." She said, with angst.

"Ah." He replied as the music changed tempo, into a slow song, "Shall we continue to dance and talk?" He asked

...

"Well," She started, but Illuminaatrix came over and whispered in her ear. Her face turning serious, she turned and gave him a frown.

"Are you sure?" She asked, as Illuminaatrix nodded slowly.

"She's missing?" Denise asked once more, trying to confirm the dastardly news. Illuminaatrix nodded once more.

"Oh, great Enkur what has happened." She only whispered.

"What's wrong?" Riccardo asked as he saw her expression and heard her curse.

"What's wrong?" Riccardo asked as he saw her expression and heard her curse.

"Alledrias is missing."

"I apologise if you've told me already, but who is Alledrias?" He asked

“Alledrias is the true Queen of Jenrak.” said voice behind Riccardo. It came for the Prince of Ice, Edward. “Denise, anything the Dominion can help with?” he asked.

Selene and Persephone were near them on their cell phones. Selene was the crime mistress of all of Jenrak crime.

Remy stood in backgound talking to some Jenrak Lord or something. He was getting bored of this man.

"Then I hope she is found soon, and anything I can do to help, I'll do." He said

ooc: Sent you a TG Jenrak.

Seeing the gathering frenzy by Denise, Ali put down his drink and decided to find out what it was all about. He walked over methodically and asked the group as a whole, "What's up?"

"Alledrias has to be found, and I will do my best to find her. I enjoyed the company, but I have work to do. Illuminaatrix has already given me the details. We will escort all of you back to your homelands tommorrow, and you will be given the full security to arrive safely." Denise told them, reassuringly.

"Where is Selene?" She asked, looking around.

"Huh? What happened?" Ali asked still quite confused about the events which had only recently occured and not knowing what Alledrias has to be found, meant.

"Alledrias is the heir to the throne, and we have kept her in safety until the official ceremony. [i]This[i/] ceremony, and now she's kidnapped. I'm having my aides arrange for your safe departure out of Jenrak, and I will do my mission."

"How did someone get inside here and kidnap her under all this guard?" Ali asked curiously making sure Denise wasn't just trying to ditch them.

"Wouldn't it be better if we helped?" Ricardo asked

"If you want to help, then be my guest, but I highly refrain from it." Denise told them, shaking her head. "This is a very dangerous mission."

"How did someone get inside here and kidnap her under all this guard?" Ali asked curiously making sure Denise wasn't just trying to ditch them.

"I don't know. We had the best, the best on her guard, and she still got away."

OOC: To know how, it's in the thread I recently made.

"Do you know who kidnapped her... or even why? Was it a randsom?" he asked curiously.

ooc: yeh, I have read the thread.

"I don't know what I can do, but I'll do it." He replied

"Some man by the name of Gelectriax. No idea whom he is, but Illuminaatrix was surprised when he came along. Perhaps he knows."

"Then we should interrogate Illuminaatrix to find out what he knows." Ricardo replied, "And on a side note, they both seem to have very similar names."

"I wouldn't use the word interrogate, but yes I feel that asking Illuminaatrix would be the best course of action... though I am no detective," Ali commented.

Sound the same? he thought about Ricardo's comment, Not really...

"Both ending in X doesn't sound very helpful, but alright. We can't interrogate Illuminaatrix - he's the strongest political figure in Jenrak." Denise said. "But we could...ask him." She said deviously.

"There are more ways to interrogate someone than sitting them at a table and pointing a light in his face." Ricardo agreed with a smile and a tone to match Denise's. "You just have to go at it from the right angle."

"That's kind of what I meant."

"You don't really think he had something to do with this, do you," Ali asked.

He was smiling on the inside as he and Denise had almost said and thought virtually the same thing.

"He could have something to do with it, but we'll see."

OOC: We might need to continue this in the other thread. I'm off to bed right now though.

"He may not be involved, but he might know something or have a lead." Ricardo stated.

"Yeh, well if he does I don't think we will need to pry or trick it out of him," Ali commented, "He most likely wouldn't have a reason to hide it."

ooc: alright, if you want to continue it there, just make a post there with us talking and we can switch it over... or something like that.

ooc: I think we moved this over to the other thread: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=462961