NationStates Jolt Archive

Shaun Churchman Academy of Advanced Military Tactics

In the auditorium, every seat was packed. Save for occasional exchanged whispers, it was dead silent. Over 10,000 military recruits sat in awed silence, facing the stage. A man approached the microphone. "Gentlemen, today, we are honored and privileged to be addressed by a great man: Marshall Shaun Churchman!"

The audience burst into light applause, as the Marshall stepped into the spotlight, paused dramatically before the podium, and began to speak.

Shaun was a little awe struck. He thoght he would be forgton after he left for Irondin, or even worse, hated but it was not to be, he was just as respected as before

Shaun started by speaking about the importance of tanks in the modern battlefield.

As the Marshall spoke, eloquently covering some of the most ingenious tactics in the history of warfare, radiating an aura of confidence, emanating charisma, the audience watched, in awe, mesmerized by his stern and authoritarian yet gentle and kindly voice. Many took notes.

Shaun Never one the waste time was quickly finishing up with the importance of high quaity arms in a war and was quick to show how well Irondin arms worked, he also have a IMP-2 to everone at the speach to see how well it worked.

Students snapped photos of the Marshall, as he displayed the pulchritudinous weapon.

Shaun finished up and insted of moveing back stage like planed he steped down to speak too all the young officers in atendince.

The Marshall could barely move forward he was surrounded by so many people. Like small children, they swarmed around him, asking, "Marshall Churchman, could I get your autograph?"

"Please Please, I wish to leave... Please...?...... ok thats it. I ORDER you to move out of my way"

"Please Please, I wish to leave... Please...?...... ok thats it. I ORDER you to move out of my way"

"Yes, sir."

Almost immediately, the path was completely clear.

"thank you"

after that Shaun moved outside the building and looked around the peaceful grounds.

"hmmm its hard to imagen that a nice place like this teaches the fine points of one of the worst things in mankinds history... oh well as long it is for the peaple's protection I guess."

"Mr. Churchman, is that you?" a familiar voice asked from behind.

"hmmm... whos asking might I ask" Shaun Responed in a almost coy demanor while lighting his pipe.

The Marshall saw a young man, in his early teens. Tall, thin, handsome, clean-cut, he was conspicuously dressed and scrupulously clean, from head to toe. His hair was meticulously combed, there was not a speck of dirt on his shoes, and his suit was dry cleaned. It was Alfredo, the Generalissimo's son. "Mr. Churchman, long time no see!" he said.

"hahaha well its good to see ya my young man, dont tell me you go here!" Said Shaun in a joies voice.

"No, no," he said, chuckling. "But I heard you'd be speaking here, so I figured..." He nodded. "Got time for lunch?"

"hehe but of corise. I have a week off hear Irondin is doing great. Where do you sujest we eat?"

"How about the family restaurant, Mansetti's? I hope you like Italian."

"eh, Im no Fatkans bitch" Shaun said with a laueh. "lets eat!"

"Excellent, I'll call my limo."

"ah its been a long time since I have been in one of those" Shaun said. "I spend my time in an armored Mini-tank mostly"

Alfredo chuckled. Shortly afterwards, the limo arrived, and the chauffer opened the door for the Marshall, bowing his head.

Shaun steped into the limo and sat down


"ohhh leather... very nice I missed that."

The chauffer shut the door, then went around front and stepped into the driver's seat. He stepped on the gas and they drove off.

"So, how goes the reconstruction of Irondin?" Alfredo asked.

"beond perfict, the last Warlord was crushed on Syslock island and we are moveing into the next Islands and we have rebuilt all of industry on the island"

"Excellent!" Alfredo said. "Marshal, excuse my memory lapse, but I can't recall, are you married?"

"ah alas no, my job has tooken my life by the scrotam, and will not let go at all, but Im at peace with that, I have been for a long time" Shaun said with a bit of a sigh.

"Hmmm...perhaps Father can find you a suitable woman?" Alfredo suggested. "What sort of woman piques your interest?"

"haha, oh trust me, JL knows EXACTLY what I like, you only need to ask him"

"Ah, I know, too," Alfredo said, with a peculiar smile. "Japanese girls, right? If you don't have any objection to dating a 34E girl, I know the perfect one."

"ah your know me way to well, I would be doomed if we ever went to war, hahaha, who is she by the way?"

"ah your know me way to well, I would be doomed if we ever went to war, hahaha, who is she by the way?"

"Miss Asami Fusegi, our ambassador to The Real ALM. She's currently in town. Maybe she can even join us for dinner."

Alfredo handed the Marshal a photo (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/44/Anna_Ohura.jpg) of Asami.

"well I would never object to a lady, thats just dishournable, so of coarse" shaun said puting on a horabale Knight Accsent

Alfredo took out his cell phone, dialed her number, and said, "Hello, Miss Fusegi? A friend of mine wishes to take you out to dinner. Here, I'll let you talk to him." He handed the phone to the Marshal.

"hello, yes I would be nice if you came to dinner at Mansetti's, yes? ah thats good, see you at 1800 thank you"

Shaun quickly fliped it and hanned it back to Alfredo

"hello, yes I would be nice if you came to dinner at Mansetti's, yes? ah thats good, see you at 1800 thank you"

Shaun quickly fliped it and hanned it back to Alfredo

"Yes, I vould love to meet you at Mansetti's. I shall be vaiting," she said.

When the Marshal was done, Alfredo hung up the phone and said, "Ah, there it is, now."

The limo pulled in front of the restaurant.

"mmm I can smell to food from hear, this is going to be much better then my staneded fair of freeze drided rashions"

When they entered the restaurant, Asami bowed and said, "Hello, you are Marshal Churchman, yes? I am Asami Fusegi. I am very pleased to make your acquaintance."

Shaun Bowed down with the grace of a 18th Centiry Aristocrat and said "My good lady, my name is Shaun Jonathine Churchman and I am hounered to meet you."

She giggled. "You are very nice, Marshal. I am pleased to meet you. Come, let us eat."

"Ahhh let us, im so hungry I can eat a ox! and I suspect our friend he will be so nice to pick up the tab?" Shaun said with a funny Voice

"Of course, Marshal. Not that that will be necessary. We eat free here."

The waitress appeared. "What will you fine folks be having?"

"hmmm well lets see All have 2 pizzas, some plates of spaghetti, a plate of lasagne, two Caesar salads with extra dip another pizza with extra sauce and a large soda"

Shaun notices everyone is looking at him

"what?"

"Er...s-sure, thing." The waitress took his order. "Anyone else?"

Asami and Alfredo gave their orders, and the waitress left.

"AHHH!!! im going to enjoy this!" Shaun was almost drulling over thinking about the food.

The waitress hurried back. "Ah, I forgot, what do you want for drinks?"

"ah a large... no make it two large pepsis"

"ah a large... no make it two large pepsis"

"We don't serve Pepsi, sir. We only serve Coke products."

"Well ane't that a bitch, back from the dead and I cant see shit... oh well two cokes will be fine"

"At once, Marshal Churchman."

The waitress returned with the drinks: a mug of root beer for Alfredo, two large, ice-cold glasses of Coke for the Marshal, and a glass of wine for Asami.

"Dinner'll be ready in about five minutes."

"ahhh sounds great, I cant wait. So how are you two doing?"

"I am doing very vell, thank you for asking," Asami said. "So, vhat brings you to RB, Marshal Churchman? Or may I call you Shaun? Vhich do you prefer?"

"ah Shaun is fine, I have never been likeing formal titles, proibly comes from my famely history of the French Revoution. but I am hear to give my yearly speach to the officers at the near by military accadimy."

"Very interesting," Asami said. "So, vhat do you like to do for fun, Mar...Shaun?"

"Fun? hahah a fun night is a night where I dont get shot at by shitass warlords Rapeing my beloved nation"

"Ah, so how is the situation there? Vere you able to defeat the varlords?"

"ahhh Syslock Island is librated, but howerver its been a hard push into the other islands because of the long time a Irondin Army has been gone from thoses islands."

"I see. Vell, I vish you the best."

As soon as Asami said that, the waitress set the food on the table.

"Hahahahah! Lets EAT!"


And with that Shaun attacked his food with the strength of a Atomic asslalt

The others watched, astounded. The Marshal did so much as consume his meal as he did demolish it. The way he attacked his meal reminded them of a famished tiger mauling a cute little bunny rabbit.

45 mins flat he ate his huge meal


"oh damn that was good! This place a Franchise? because I would persnaly suport a branch opening in syslock!"

"As a matter of fact, it is. We could quite possibly open one in Syslock. My father owns the franchise. He purchased it from my great-aunt and great-uncle," Alfredo said, as he speared a forkful of fettuccine noodles.

"ah well then when I see him today all have to talk to him about it, because I would be able to eat this stuff evertime im at syslock!"

"Hell, I'm sure he'd make you a co-owner of the franchise, if you asked," Alfredo said, as he finished his fettuccine alfredo. "Want dessert?"

"ohhh no thanks, I quite full at this point in time, pehaps we three shall go somewhare else?"

Alfredo cleared his throat. "Actually," he lied, "I have some, uh...things to do. Why not be a gentleman and escort Miss Fusegi home? Or, go see a movie or something?" He pretended to check his watch. "Buh-bye!"

In a heartbeat, he was gone.

"hmm well that was.... never mind, well madam, is there a place you would like to go to?"

"Vould you like to go dancing? Or to a movie?" she suggested. "Vhichever one suits you."

"ah im an ogre danceing, but a moive sounds nice, but how about an older moive?"

"Sure, that vould be nice. Vant to come to my place? I'd like to take a shower and get changed."

"ok, all drive you home and while your geting prepared all go get the moive from my hotel"

"No, that von't be necessary. Please, I vant you to stay for a bit."

They stepped outside. It was a crisp, cool evening. A limo was already waiting for them, courtesy of Alfredo.

"Where to, ya lovebirds?" the limo driver asked. Unbeknownst to them, Alfredo had paid him to say that, too.

"Um...vell..." Asami blushed, giggling shyly. She gave him directions to her place.

"All right, hop in, we'll be there in a jiffy."

They entered the limo.