NationStates Jolt Archive

"May I ask why I've been abducted, and who you are?" Remius asked, thought he wasn't sure if he'd get an answer. He was also wondering where Alexia was, and hoped she wasn't being abused or worse.

With another glance around, Feador slowly sat down, feeling rahter glad that he had thought to bring on of his combat knives. He slowly picked up his fruity salad and continued to eat, looking around as he did so.

A lady sat down on the bench next to him, "Do you mind?"

"I just got my breakfast and need somewhere to eat it."

"May I ask why I've been abducted, and who you are?" Remius asked, thought he wasn't sure if he'd get an answer. He was also wondering where Alexia was, and hoped she wasn't being abused or worse.

"No speaking!" one of the men grunted at him, pointing a gun in his direction from the front seet.

"I promise you that I will bring you back to Canadstein," Jack replied. "If we get down from here. I wonder what is taking so long."

Sam walked away from the tour guide. heading in some random direction.

"Of course." Feador replied. After a moments pause, he asked "You havent seen a strange man talking aboout Falcons, have you?"

"I promise you that I will bring you back to Canadstein," Jack replied. "If we get down from here. I wonder what is taking so long."

Alison smiled delightfully.

"All right!" came a shout from below. "Hold on... we are going to lower you down, now." The engineers had apparently solved the problem and the Ferris Wheel now began slowly making its around.

Sam walked away from the tour guide. heading in some random direction.

A man who was apparently not looking, barreled into Sam, nearly knocking him over. "Sorry about that... I was just cruising like a boat and didn't pay attention to where I was going."

"Of course." Feador replied. After a moments pause, he asked "You havent seen a strange man talking aboout Falcons, have you?"

The lady chuckeled slightly, "Heavens no - what a strange thing to be talking about. Why?"

sam stood up and brushed himself off. Then he checked his pockets for anything missing.

"Well it seems they fixed the problem." Jack stated. The bench they were in was near the bottom.

sam stood up and brushed himself off. Then he checked his pockets for anything missing.

Nothing was missing. The man simply apologized again and moved on with the current.

"Well it seems they fixed the problem." Jack stated. The bench they were in was near the bottom.

"Duh!" she replied, obviously being able to see and feel the movement.

She pushed up the safety bar and there was a round of applause from the on-lookers. "Now..." she began, seemingly not noticing the small crowd. "To Canadstein."

Sam continued his current direction, looking for a bar or club.

Remius just sat back to await the arrival at wherever they were bound.

"Can't we stand for two weeks, then I promise to take you to Canadstein." Jack didn't really want to leave. He just go here yesterday.

Sam continued his current direction, looking for a bar or club.

The nearest bar/club (it is both) was the Lone Snake, which was evident by neon pink signs just fifty or so feet down the block.

"Can't we stand for two weeks, then I promise to take you to Canadstein." Jack didn't really want to leave. He just go here yesterday.

"You pro-mised!" Alison complained. "You said as soon as we got down, you were going to take me to Canadstein. Let's go!"

Remius just sat back to await the arrival at wherever they were bound.

The van jerked to a stop as the driver quickly hopped out and walked around to the back of the van. He quickly opened the door and then smacked Remius over the head with a pistol before returning to the driver's seat.

Sam stood outside the bar for a while watching the people that went in.

"I never said when Alison. Anyways I want to meet your parents and see this island." Jack stopped and noticed how he was starting to get hungry.

Remius feigned getting knocked out or at least stunned, and after the driver had returned to the front rubbed the spot he'd been hit and sat back up.

Sam stood outside the bar for a while watching the people that went in.

Lots of men passed by Sam and entered it, hurriedly.

"I never said when Alison. Anyways I want to meet your parents and see this island." Jack stopped and noticed how he was starting to get hungry.

"Yes you did..." Alison retorted. "You said as soon as we got off. Meaning the immediate moment we stepped off that Ferris Wheel, we would go to Canadstein. You can't break a promise!"

Remius feigned getting knocked out or at least stunned, and after the driver had returned to the front rubbed the spot he'd been hit and sat back up.

"He isn't down..." one of the deep voices said. "Knock him out again... and this time do it harder."

The van again stopped on the side of the road and the driver stepped out, walking to the back of the van and subsequently attempting to smack Remius on the head again, this time much harder.

"Fine here is my hotel number. Also can you give me yours? I'm going to get some breakfast." Jack wrote down his hotel number.

sam walked into the entrance to the bar and looked around.

Remius was use to getting hit as he practiced a number of 'hard' martial arts, and knew how to get hit without actually getting hit hard. This time he remained down, yet in little extra pain.

"Fine here is my hotel number. Also can you give me yours? I'm going to get some breakfast." Jack wrote down his hotel number.

"Nowwww!!!" Alison said, stomping her foot on the ground. "Not next week; not later; not after breakfast; now."

sam walked into the entrance to the bar and looked around.

Loud music was echoing through the shiny club as the place was backed from corner to corner.

Remius was use to getting hit as he practiced a number of 'hard' martial arts, and knew how to get hit without actually getting hit hard. This time he remained down, yet in little extra pain.

The van drove along for hours without stopping from that point on; one of the men always watching Remius.

Sam left and kept looking for a nicer looking bar.

Remius remained sombulent or at least an excellent facimile of sombulence,

Jack gave the piece of paper with his hotel phone number on it. Then he started to walk away. He didn't look back.

Sam left and kept looking for a nicer looking bar.

As he turned to walk out of the bar, a large man nearly ran him over. "Watch where you are going on the high seas," he said, annoyed.

Jack gave the piece of paper with his hotel phone number on it. Then he started to walk away. He didn't look back.

"You bastard," she called after him. "Never contact me again!"

Remius remained sombulent or at least an excellent facimile of sombulence,

((OOC: Will continue tomorrow.))

Sam noted the amount of ship or sailing refrences from the people he 'ran into'. he also tried to watch ahead of him better.

In his mind he thought "It is better to love than to not love at all." Jack put down the teddy bear and put on his Bowler Hat. A drop of water rolled down from his eye then down to his neck. Then he walked off to find a place to eat breakfast. While walking he thought about what just happened. Alison might have worked for the government on his island. She might just wanted to get him off because of the trouble he has caused.

Sam noted the amount of ship or sailing refrences from the people he 'ran into'. he also tried to watch ahead of him better.

((OOC: Ugh... How am I supposed to reply?! I can't control your character and I am not going to keep introducing him to situations with you just blowing them off. You are going to have to do something...))

In his mind he thought "It is better to love than to not love at all." Jack put down the teddy bear and put on his Bowler Hat. A drop of water rolled down from his eye then down to his neck. Then he walked off to find a place to eat breakfast. While walking he thought about what just happened. Alison might have worked for the government on his island. She might just wanted to get him off because of the trouble he has caused.

Alison stormed off and headed for the beach.

There were a few places to eat breakfasts from coffee shops to normal breakfast joins...

...

After countless hours of driving, the van finally pulled to a stop. When the backdoors open a blinding light hit Remius as it was accompanied by a deep voice, "Get up and start walking... try anything funny and we will shoot you."

"And if you shoot me, you'll lose whatever you hoped to gain by abducting me." Remius replied as he got out of the van.

OOC: he just felt like walking.

"And if you shoot me, you'll lose whatever you hoped to gain by abducting me." Remius replied as he got out of the van.

"You want to test your theory..." the deep voiced man said as he urged Remius along.

OOC: he just felt like walking.

((OOC: And that is completely fine, but I am not going to be able to respond or make a post in response. So...))

Sam finally found what he was looking for. a coffe house. he walked in and looked around.

Remius went along with the men, but was watching for any opening that either might make.

Jack walked into a coffee house and sat down.

Sam finally found what he was looking for. a coffe house. he walked in and looked around.

Inside there was the normal morning rush of people getting their coffees for the day, though there were a few people who seemed to be relaxing with a book or literature of some type as they sat drinking and/or eating at a table (or comfy chair).

Remius went along with the men, but was watching for any opening that either might make.

It was a very bright hallway that they led him into (both men standing behind him with guns drawn) and it looked like a sterile habitat. The corridor was lined with white doors that had metal handles and locks. "In there," one of the men grunted as he pointed at a door: I6

Jack walked into a coffee house and sat down.

Inside there was the normal morning rush of people getting their coffees for the day, though there were a few people who seemed to be relaxing with a book or literature of some type as they sat drinking and/or eating at a table (or comfy chair).

"Fine." He replied as he entered the room.

Sam walked up to the counter. "hello, what would you recomend as your favorite drink in this place?" he asked the woman at the counter.

"Fine." He replied as he entered the room.

After he entered the room, the door closed behind him and an electronic lock was heard closing and mag-sealing.

Sam walked up to the counter. "hello, what would you recomend as your favorite drink in this place?" he asked the woman at the counter.

"A Charme-Mocha mix with a pinch of sugar," she replied. "It's four-fifty."

Remius settled down to take another pseudo-nap, thought he positioned himself so that they'd have to open the door to be able to see him, unless they had a camera placed somewhere hidden in the wall.

Jack walked up to the counter. "What is your special here?"

Remius settled down to take another pseudo-nap, thought he positioned himself so that they'd have to open the door to be able to see him, unless they had a camera placed somewhere hidden in the wall.

The rooms were all quite standard: White ceiling, floor and walls, extremely bright lights, a metal table and two metal chairs (all of which are built out as part of the floor), and four cameras built into corners of the ceiling and covered by black domes.

Jack walked up to the counter. "What is your special here?"

The man pointed to a sign above his head,
Specials:
1) Grande Tropical-Bean "Jumping" Java
2) Blackbrand
3) The Aisle

Remius looked at the camera and returned to his pseudo-nap.

Jack looked at the sign. "I will take the Grande Tropical-Bean "Jumping" Java. So how much will that cost?"

Remius looked at the camera and returned to his pseudo-nap.

Hours and hours passed without anything occurring - not a sound was heard.

Jack looked at the sign. "I will take the Grande Tropical-Bean "Jumping" Java. So how much will that cost?"

"6.50..." He replied.

Jack put down the money and got his coffee. He sat down in a chair and pulled out For Whom the Bell Tolls and started to read.

Remius drifted in and out of sleep as the time passed, thought as a light sleeper any sounds, like the door opening, would return him to full consiousness.

Jack put down the money and got his coffee. He sat down in a chair and pulled out For Whom the Bell Tolls and started to read.

Jack would begin feeling woozy due to the effects of the drugged coffee until he blacked out...

Remius drifted in and out of sleep as the time passed, thought as a light sleeper any sounds, like the door opening, would return him to full consiousness.

Many hours later, the door opened and in walked a man of fourt or so. "UP AND ON YOUR FEET!" he yelled as the door was locked behind him.

"Have a seat..."

Jack drank the coffee. He was feeling very wooze. Putting his book away he with the last of his strenght and fell over.

Remius gave the man an indolent look as he took a seat, sitting crosslegged on the chair.

Jack drank the coffee. He was feeling very wooze. Putting his book away he with the last of his strenght and fell over.

Nobody really noticed Jack slump over, or else they thought he was just sleeping.

Soon the morning rush hour was over and the coffee shop emptied out for the most part. Two large men entered soon after and walked over to Jack. Picking him by his sides, they dragged him out the bag and through him into a locked van. The two then got into the front of the van; one driving and the other watching Jack with a gun in his hands.

Remius gave the man an indolent look as he took a seat, sitting crosslegged on the chair.

The man simply stood behind Remius and out of view. "What are you doing in Eborall," he asked.

Remius turned to face the man, and replied, "I came to seek out Princess Elisa. Why does it concern you?" He asked

Very dazed Jack looked around. While looking around he noticed he was in the van. Then looking toward the guy with the gun.

"What are you doing with me?"

Remius turned to face the man, and replied, "I came to seek out Princess Elisa." He replied

"Why?" he snapped quickly, barely waiting for the response to his first question.

Very dazed Jack looked around. While looking around he noticed he was in the van. Then looking toward the guy with the gun.

"What are you doing with me?"

"No talking!" he yelled harshly at Jack, gun still trained on them.

At that point, they had been driving for hours already.

"Because I've heard tell that she is one of the most beautiful women in the world, and single." He replied

Jack didn't really want to piss off this people. So he took out his book and started to read. He read his book until they got to the place.

"Because I've heard tell that she is one of the most beautiful women in the world, and single." He replied

"Ha! And what makes you think she will go for you?" the man asked, laughing hard.

Jack didn't really want to piss off this people. So he took out his book and started to read. He read his book until they got to the place.

Many hours later the van came to a stop. When the doors open a bright light blinded Jack as it was accompanied by a deep voice, "Get out and start walking... trying anything funny and you're dead."

"There's nothing wrong in trying, regardless of the chances." Remius replied

Jack got out and covered his eyes with his hands. Then he started to walk.

"There's nothing wrong in trying, regardless of the chances." Remius replied

"There is if you are spying on our government while you are here," the man replied, dropping a folder full of papers and pictures in front of Remius.

Jack got out and covered his eyes with his hands. Then he started to walk.

They entered a long wight, sterile looking hallway, with the two men behind Jack. There were lots of doors on either side and eventually they stopped in front of one: I19

They opened the door and pushed him in, locking it behind him.

"Except for the fact that I'm not spying on the local goverment." He replied as he looked over the photos and papers.

Jack saw a chair and sat down. Then he looked around and took off his bowler hat.

"Except for the fact that I'm not spying on the local goverment." He replied as he looked over the photos and papers.

"These files beg to differ," the man said, opening the file from over his shoulder. When he opened them there were numerous pages of internet activity records, personal accounts, and photos of Remius attempting to spy and meeting with contacts.

Jack saw a chair and sat down. Then he looked around and took off his bowler hat.

Nothing happened. There was no change in temperature, scenery, or sound...

"what do you want with me?" Jack yelled while looking around the room.

"Except none of this was for illegal or nefarious purposes." He commented, "But it seems that you are dedicated to convicting me on fallible evidence, what do you want?"

"what do you want with me?" Jack yelled while looking around the room.

There was no response except for the echo of his own voice...

"Except none of this was for illegal or nefarious purposes." He commented, "But it seems that you are dedicated to convicting me on fallible evidence, what do you want?"

"You lie again and you go straight to the whipping room!" the man yelled cutting Remius off before he could finish his sentence.

He flipped the page and there lay a piece of paper detailing Remius' attempted hacking of a secure military database.

Jack back in the chair and read his book. He thought "Well I better do something. I might be here for hours."

"Yes I tried to find information on Elise. No I did not intentionally attempt to hack into a military database." He replied

"Yes I tried to find information on Elise. No I did not intentionally attempt to hack into a military database." He replied

"So you admit you attempted to hack into a military database!" the man said with an ah-ha sound in his voice.

"Incorrect. The fact that I attempted to access a military database was purely indicental in my search for information on your Princess." Remius replied

Getting very nervous Jack got up and paced the room.

"Incorrect. The fact that I attempted to access a military database was purely indicental in my search for information on your Princess." Remius replied

"Lies!" he cried out.

Only a second later a three burly men entered the room and grabbed Remius.

Getting close to the door he heard a bunch of yelling. Then a door closing.

Remius remained seated. "Truth." He replied, "It appears you want me to confess to something I am not intentionally guilty of."

"I'll have one of those and maby a muffin or something." digging in his pocket for his wallet.

Getting close to the door he heard a bunch of yelling. Then a door closing.

Except he didn't, because the rooms were soundproof.

Remius remained seated. "Truth." He replied, "It appears you want me to confess to something I am not intentionally guilty of."

"I want you to confess what you are guilty of. We have shown you the facts and yet you still deny them..." the man explained.

"You have lied again... to the whipping room!" The three large men grabbed him and began attempting to drag him out of the room.

"I'll have one of those and maby a muffin or something." digging in his pocket for his wallet.

"Seven-fity," the lady replied. "What kind of muffin do you want? a) blueberry, b) oat c) plain."

Going back to the chair he fell alsleep.

"I am guilty of attempting to find out all information I could on Princess Elise. I am guilty of attempting to access a military database to find information on Princess Elise. I am not guilty of attempting to access a military database for the purposes of spying upon either DMG or Eborall or to carry any information to a foreign party or domestic party." Remius replied as he made it difficult for the men to shift him without actually doing anything to them.

"I am guilty of attempting to find out all information I could on Princess Elise. I am guilty of attempting to access a military database to find information on Princess Elise. I am not guilty of attempting to access a military database for the purposes of spying upon either DMG or Eborall or to carry any information to a foreign party or domestic party." Remius replied as he made it difficult for the men to shift him without actually doing anything to them.

"How pathetic," the man spat as the three large men were trying to drage Remius down the hall. "He tries to make up a cover story and can't even get the Princess' name right..."

Going back to the chair he fell alsleep.

The door burst open and a man walked in screaming, "WAKE UP. ON YOUR FEET AND SIT DOWN."

Jack woke up and looked at the man. Then he reminded Jack of the guy at the airport.

"Why did your men bring me here?"

"If you don't believe me, why not test me on a polygraph machine?" Remius asked as he continued his passive, but effective resistance.

Jack woke up and looked at the man. Then he reminded Jack of the guy at the airport.

"Why did your men bring me here?"

Except he didn't at all; this man was much older and a noticable had a graying mustache.

"You stand accused of high crimes against the Colonial people and government of DMG."

"If you don't believe me, why not test me on a polygraph machine?" Remius asked as he continued his passive, but effective resistance.

"Those machines are beatable," the man replied as they dragged Remius farther down the corridor. "I am sure a spy such as yourself has been taught to defeat one."

"What are the crimes?" Jack looked at the guy. Second time this happened. Once at the airport then drugged.

"oat, please" Sam, finding his wallet, handed her 8 dollars. "do you know of any good place to view the royal pallace or any of the other goverment establishments."

"Except I am no spy. I'm a younger son." He replied, "If I were a spy, wouldn't I be able to resist torture as well?"

"What are the crimes?" Jack looked at the guy. Second time this happened. Once at the airport then drugged.

"You stand charged with three counts of minor crimes: one count of harassing a government official, two counts of stalking a government official," the man began.

"You also stand charged with counts of major crimes: three counts of internet crimes, one account of conspiracy to commit terror in the third degree, one count of tresspassing on classified government soil."

"And you stand charged with two counts of high crimes: conspiracy against the government and people of Eborall."

"oat, please" Sam, finding his wallet, handed her 8 dollars. "do you know of any good place to view the royal pallace or any of the other goverment establishments."

"Good choice," the lady said as she handed him the muffin from the case.

"Well if you want to see the government establishments... go downtown. If you want to see the palace... take a taxi there."

"Except I am no spy. I'm a younger son." He replied, "If I were a spy, wouldn't I be able to resist torture as well?"

"We will soon find out..." the man's voice said as drifted off, no longer able to be heard at the distance.

The three men dragged him into a room and forced against the wall. They begun to handcuff and tie him to the metal rings that were built into the stone wall.

" ahh yes taxi. man am i stupid. thank you for your help" Sam walked over to a table and sat down. eating his muffing and drinking his coffe. when he was finnished he got up and went outside to hail a taxi.

Remius did as they wanted, as he knew there was no point in resisting, even thought they were being stupid. Since he wasn't a spy, they were going to be torturing him for no reason.

"What is the one account of conspiracy to commit terror in the third degree and the two high crimes about? Also who was the government official?" Jack replied.

" ahh yes taxi. man am i stupid. thank you for your help" Sam walked over to a table and sat down. eating his muffing and drinking his coffe. when he was finnished he got up and went outside to hail a taxi.

"Where to?" the driver asked politely as he drove up next to Sam and the door opened automatically.

Remius did as they wanted, as he knew there was no point in resisting, even thought they were being stupid. Since he wasn't a spy, they were going to be torturing him for no reason.

After finishing tieing Remius up, face against the hard stone of the wall, the three men left. Remius was left to his own thoughts in the darkness of the stone room with nobody there and no sound to be heard.

Fifteen minutes later boots were heard echoing off the hard ground.

"I don't know what you hope to accomplish as I am not a spy." He commented to the unknown person.

" the palace please." Sam sat down in the back seat.

"What is the one account of conspiracy to commit terror in the third degree and the two high crimes about? Also who was the government official?" Jack replied.

"Do you want to add one more count of stalking to that?" the man said.

"The account of conspiracy to commit terror happened yesterday... in fact all of these happened yesterday; aren't you a busy spy. Four-twelve in the afternoon, charged for attempting to cause a widespread panic in public."

"The high crimes are about conspiracy against the state and people of Eborall."

"I don't know what you hope to accomplish as I am not a spy." He commented to the unknown person.

"So they all say..." said an unfamiliar voice.

The sound of a whip uncurling was heard next as it draped itself along the ground. "Last chance..."

" the palace please." Sam sat down in the back seat.

"Certainly..." the driver replied as he hit the gas.

After about thirty five minutes of driving they pulled out of the city and onto the long country roads. Another hour and they stopped about 200 meters from the amazing palace. "One-oh-six."

"I agree to all the crimes execpt the one account of conspiracy to commit terror in the third degree and the high crimes. I have never done those three. You have brought false information here." Jack replied.

"If this is the hassel the Eborall secret service puts anyone who expresses interest in Princess Elisa, I'm not surprised she's still single. I've told you that I came to try and find her. I am not a spy. I did try and access a military database. No I did not try and find out military secrets. If you check the logs, as soon as I hit resistance I left the site." Remius replied, "If you bother to check out my history, you'll find I've been only telling the truth."

"I agree to all the crimes execpt the one account of conspiracy to commit terror in the third degree and the high crimes. I have never done those three. You have brought false information here." Jack replied.

"I believe there is video of the action; you were driving and then pulled into the opposite going traffic, attempting to make as many vehicle as possible crash."

"Anyhow... it doesn't matter. That crime would only has a seven year jail sentence, which means the overall sentence is still 248 years. However, for any sentence over 150 years; the death sentence is given."

"You will be brought before the firing squad in thirty five minutes."

"If this is the hassel the Eborall secret service puts anyone who expresses interest in Princess Elisa, I'm not surprised she's still single. I've told you that I came to try and find her. I am not a spy. I did try and access a military database. No I did not try and find out military secrets. If you check the logs, as soon as I hit resistance I left the site." Remius replied, "If you bother to check out my history, you'll find I've been only telling the truth."

His answer was obviously not acceptable and she began lightly hitting him with the whip.



OOC: Sleep for me

"What do I have to do to convince you that I came here to see the beautiful Princess Elisa and that's it?" He asked of the unknown female.

"Yes sir." Jack wasn't going to say anymore. He had only lived for about twenty years, but they were twenty years spent wisely. Picking up his bowlers hat and putting it on. Jack was ready to die. For the next thirty minutes he wrote a message to his father. After thirty minutes he stood up and waited for the men to come inside.

Sam handed himthe money and got out. he headed towards the palace gate. "hello" he said to the gaurds standing thre on duty.

"What do I have to do to convince you that I came here to see the beautiful Princess Elisa and that's it?" He asked of the unknown female.

There was no response; just the increased frequency and speed of the whip as it would now begin to hurt a bit more.

"Yes sir." Jack wasn't going to say anymore. He had only lived for about twenty years, but they were twenty years spent wisely. Picking up his bowlers hat and putting it on. Jack was ready to die. For the next thirty minutes he wrote a message to his father. After thirty minutes he stood up and waited for the men to come inside.

The door opened and in came two Colonial Marines in their dress uniforms (http://www.usmc.mil/marinelink/image1.nsf/ae82f18a8e1b160b852568ba007e7e5e/30bcf85c3cf9b3868525708900568abf/$FILE/CommercialHI.jpg). They did not lay their hands on him or have any handcuffs to drag him by. No - they simply opened the door and without a word waited for him to exit before walking behind him.

Sam handed himthe money and got out. he headed towards the palace gate. "hello" he said to the gaurds standing thre on duty.

Standing outside the gates, the Colonial Marines (http://www.usmc.mil/marinelink/image1.nsf/ae82f18a8e1b160b852568ba007e7e5e/30bcf85c3cf9b3868525708900568abf/$FILE/CommercialHI.jpg) stood unwavering and unmoving as Sam approached. There was no reaction or even a flinch from them...

"Ow." Remius protested as one particular swat stung more than normal. "May I please request that you cut that out? I just wanted to meet Princess Elisa, not to spy on Eborall."

OOC: Sorry about not posting. I had a science lab last night:rolleyes:

IC:

Feador went back to eating his salad. "Ah, i guess its nothing. I just saw a strange man around."

"alright" said sam he walked up to the gates and pushed on them.

"Ow." Remius protested as one particular swat stung more than normal. "May I please request that you cut that out? I just wanted to meet Princess Elisa, not to spy on Eborall."

"What you wanted and did are two separate things," the harsh voice responded as the whipping continue to get stronger, bit by bit.

OOC: Sorry about not posting. I had a science lab last night:rolleyes:

IC:

Feador went back to eating his salad. "Ah, i guess its nothing. I just saw a strange man around."

"Some would say that we are all strange in the sea life," the elder lady commented as she continued eating.

OOC: No problem.

"alright" said sam he walked up to the gates and pushed on them.

The soldiers instantly piled on him - ten of them grabbing at him and forcing him to the ground.

Sam layed there. not even struggling. He lay there smilling slightly and out of breath. waiting for them to haul him away.

"I admit I probably went about it the wrong way. Unfortunately when I could only find rumours on the general net, I had to check govermental sources. I did not know it was a military site, or a classified site when I tried to access it. I did cease my attempts to access it as soon as I found out it was restricted." Remius replied as he grimaced a bit at the increase in force.

Sam layed there. not even struggling. He lay there smilling slightly and out of breath. waiting for them to haul him away.

The soldiers slowly got up as they had secured the man. Taking his arms, they tied them together behind his back with straps, and then hauled him to his feet.

Without saying a single word, three of the soldiers began dragging him towards a humvee.

"I admit I probably went about it the wrong way. Unfortunately when I could only find rumours on the general net, I had to check govermental sources. I did not know it was a military site, or a classified site when I tried to access it. I did cease my attempts to access it as soon as I found out it was restricted." Remius replied as he grimaced a bit at the increase in force.

When would he get smart and realize that making the same argument over and over was not going to work. The whipping continued to speed up - now beginning to sting.

"Since you seem to refuse to believe me, what do you want me to say?" Remius asked as he winced every so often at a harsher blow.

"Indeed."

People

Throwing out the bowl, Feador absently headed to his car. He needed to make his daily report anyway.

"nice humvee, guess you didn't want to treat the son of a national leader like regular trash."

"Since you seem to refuse to believe me, what do you want me to say?" Remius asked as he winced every so often at a harsher blow.

"Admit everything," she simply replied as she continued whipping him.

"Indeed."

People

Throwing out the bowl, Feador absently headed to his car. He needed to make his daily report anyway.

The elder lady simply smiled as he left and continued to finish her own breakfast - there were no other incidents of 'strange men' approaching him.

"nice humvee, guess you didn't want to treat the son of a national leader like regular trash."

"We don't care who you are," the marine who had gotten in the back next to him said as the other two had gotten in the front and started driving the humvee.

"Even if it's a lie?" He asked

Feador started up his car and cruised around the downtown area for a while, just to examine things. You could, after all, never know to much about a city.

"Even if it's a lie?" He asked

"Admitting to a lie is a lie within itself, which in turn you would have to admit to," she responded. "I want you to admit to anything and everything you have done."

Feador started up his car and cruised around the downtown area for a while, just to examine things. You could, after all, never know to much about a city.

There were the normal sights of a metrapolis. At midday many people were taking a lunch break from work and grabbing some food.

Ahead of him there was an electronic billboard on the side of a building. The sign read: "Come to the Paradise Hotel on the beach," but for just a moment the four middle words disappeared, before lighting up again.

"Let's see. I arrived in Eborall. I got my bags and then asked of the various information booths for information in general and about the Princess. Was approached about a tour and after haggling, paided the price. Went on a tour of the island. In a little town where the tour stopped for lunch, I bumped into a little old lady and broke her glasses. Gave her some money to repair it/get a new pair. Arrive in the city and went to the Mirage. Got a room. Got on the elevator. Talked to a woman named Alexia when the elevator broke. Then it fell a few floors and were picked up by your people. I was brought here, getting hit a couple times on the way. Then I got interrogated, and after the interrogater decided I'd lied twice, was brought here." Remius replied, "Do you want more or is that enought to satisfy you?"

Feador pulled over to the side of the road and picked up his cell phone. He dialed Deh'ha's number.

"Hello?" Dre'ha's voice came in tinny on the other end
"It's Feador. I'm off to the beach. If I'm late, tell them it's bad." The phrase was only semi-code, but it was also in Nistolonian, so Feador decided he didn't have to be that careful. He hung up, erased his call log, several times. With that, he headed to the beach.

"Let's see. I arrived in Eborall. I got my bags and then asked of the various information booths for information in general and about the Princess. Was approached about a tour and after haggling, paided the price. Went on a tour of the island. In a little town where the tour stopped for lunch, I bumped into a little old lady and broke her glasses. Gave her some money to repair it/get a new pair. Arrive in the city and went to the Mirage. Got a room. Got on the elevator. Talked to a woman named Alexia when the elevator broke. Then it fell a few floors and were picked up by your people. I was brought here, getting hit a couple times on the way. Then I got interrogated, and after the interrogater decided I'd lied twice, was brought here." Remius replied, "Do you want more or is that enought to satisfy you?"

"You have simply told me the mundane details of your 'visit' here," the voice replied. "I want you to admit to your crimes... every one, down to something as simply as not following the crossing sign."

Feador pulled over to the side of the road and picked up his cell phone. He dialed Deh'ha's number.

"Hello?" Dre'ha's voice came in tinny on the other end
"It's Feador. I'm off to the beach. If I'm late, tell them it's bad." The phrase was only semi-code, but it was also in Nistolonian, so Feador decided he didn't have to be that careful. He hung up, erased his call log, several times. With that, he headed to the beach.

There were a lot of people at the beach as one tended to be getting towards the busier times.

To the left was a small restaurant with tables on the boardwalk. At one of them sat an average, nondescript man. The top of the back of his shirt was just noticable over the chair; it read: Here

"oh but you must care who you are. and anyone who has a brain knows that tackling the son of another nation is considered abuse. especialy when you had no right to." Sam squeezed his rists together and felt the bindings slip a bit.

Feador slowly approached the man.

Jack got up and put on his bowler hat and walked out the door.

"I'm ready to go."

"oh but you must care who you are. and anyone who has a brain knows that tackling the son of another nation is considered abuse. especialy when you had no right to." Sam squeezed his rists together and felt the bindings slip a bit.

"Anyone who has half a brain knows not to approach the Royal Palace," the marine responded. "And anyone who knows anything would know that it isn't considered abuse here..."

Feador slowly approached the man.

He did not make any sign of aknowledgement as he sat with his back to Feader.

Jack got up and put on his bowler hat and walked out the door.

"I'm ready to go."

The marines followed him out and closed the door. They began escorting him down the long white corridor (standing behind him) and eventually arrived at a pair of double doors reading: The Last Chamber.

One of the last rites of a dying man was the right to open the door on the end...

Feador walked around him slowly, untill he was facing him.

Jack saw the doors and opened them.

Feador walked around him slowly, untill he was facing him.

The man was reading the sports section of the paper; the avian named football team had continued its winning streak to eleven. "Can I help you?" the man asked as he looked up from the paper.

Jack saw the doors and opened them.

As he pushed open the doors, the two marines walked to either side of them and stood in sentry formation - after Jack walked through, they reached in and closed the doors.

Inside the room were five marines in dress uniform, classic dress rifles resting with their butts on the ground were held at their sides.

One man in an officer's clothing stood facing Jack, beckoning him to stand in the appropriated place. "Jack Featherston! You stand accused of numerous crimes against the colony of Eborall. After being found guilty by reason of admission, you were sentenced to one hundred and fifty eight years in prison. By law 6017a, subheading 1, paragraph 3... you have been sentenced to Death."

With the last word, the marines that stood near the opposite wall picked up their rifles in unison and held them in the firing position.

The officer slowly turned and took a few steps to the side, "Your last rite... do you have any last words before the sentence is carried out."

Sams cellphone rang in his pocket. "can you get that please it is very important they only use that number if something bad is happening." (each phone number has its own ring tone) Sam continues to try to wriggle free of the bindings while moving as little as posible.

Standing in place Jack looked toward the marines. He took noting against them. They were just doing their jobs. Looking toward the ground then back up he took off his hat and threw it toward the side. Then he looked back up.

"How beautiful is death, when earn’d by virtue! Who would not be that youth? What pity is it that we can die but once to serve our country."

"I'm sorry. You looked like someone I knew"

Sams cellphone rang in his pocket. "can you get that please it is very important they only use that number if something bad is happening." (each phone number has its own ring tone) Sam continues to try to wriggle free of the bindings while moving as little as posible.

The marine stared at him for a minute and then reached into his pocket to pick up the phone. He looked at the screen for a moment and the opened it, "Hello?"

Standing in place Jack looked toward the marines. He took noting against them. They were just doing their jobs. Looking toward the ground then back up he took off his hat and threw it toward the side. Then he looked back up.

"How beautiful is death, when earn’d by virtue! Who would not be that youth? What pity is it that we can die but once to serve our country."

"The finaly purging of ones soul..." the officer said as he raised his hand over his head.

He held it there dramatically for one seemed like hours. Dropping his arm swiftly, the five marines fired off a deadly barrage of bullets...

"I'm sorry. You looked like someone I knew"

"Does that mean I cannot be of help?" he said raising an eyebrow.

"Help? Help in what?"

"hello? who is this. this isn't sam. you have 30 seconds to give the clearance code."

Jack closed his eyes as he heard the rifles crack. He knew he was going to die.

"Help? Help in what?"

"Have a seat..." the man said, folding his newspaper and dropping it on the table.

"hello? who is this. this isn't sam. you have 30 seconds to give the clearance code."

"What are the clearance codes?" the marine asked to Sam.

Jack closed his eyes as he heard the rifles crack. He knew he was going to die.

OOC: I guess if you won't, I will have to say you die...

IC:

The shots hit their marks, ripping through his body and dropping him to the ground with a heavy thud.

The marines ceased firing at the same time and dragged his body out to be incinerated...

Jack was dead.

"classafied. give me the phone" Sam finnaly freeing one of his hands took the phone. he whispered for a few seconds then waited. "I have to leave this nation." he said to the marine.

OOC: So what do I do now?

"classafied. give me the phone" Sam finnaly freeing one of his hands took the phone. he whispered for a few seconds then waited. "I have to leave this nation." he said to the marine.

"We will escort you..."

The humvee took a sharp turn and appeared at the airport a few minutes later.

OOC: So what do I do now?

OOC: Uh... nothing. You killed off your character - you are effectively no longer in the RP.

Feador slowly sat down. "What are you talking about?"

"thanks, but don't you need a reason. anything. i have been given clearance to tell you."

"thanks, but don't you need a reason. anything. i have been given clearance to tell you."

"I frankly don't give a damn... say what you want," the marine said as the humvee came to a stop.

Feador slowly sat down. "What are you talking about?"

"You are looking for information... I have some."

"uh, ok then. would you care if i said a nuke was going to land on your head?"

"uh, ok then. would you care if i said a nuke was going to land on your head?"

"No, I would simply laugh at you..." the marine said, pushing him out of the humvee where the other two marines waited.

Sam smiled at the marines. "all right then your fault if you die."

Sam smiled at the marines. "all right then your fault if you die."

"And it is your fault if I happen to pull this trigger and blow away half of your head," the marine said holding a gun to his head. "Now get on the plane..."

"all right fine. no sense of humor you marines." Sam walked onto the plane.

"all right fine. no sense of humor you marines." Sam walked onto the plane.

"No sense of manners you foreigners," the marine responded as he holestered his gun.

The plane's doors closed and locked as the motors began starting up.

OOC: and i am gone. sorry that i had to leave but i have the posibility of an invasion on my lands and didn't want my leaders only heir in a foreign nation.

OOC: and i am gone. sorry that i had to leave but i have the posibility of an invasion on my lands and didn't want my leaders only heir in a foreign nation.

OOC: Theoretically it would be safer. Besides, you could have used fluid time... but whatever. Peace.

"What makes you think I want information? Who are you"
Feador glanced around. Spying was illegal, of course, and someone like this could easily be setting him up.

"What makes you think I want information? Who are you"
Feador glanced around. Spying was illegal, of course, and someone like this could easily be setting him up.

"You look like you could use a little information... I just happen to have that. So, what kind of information do you need,' he asked calmly.

"You have simply told me the mundane details of your 'visit' here," the voice replied. "I want you to admit to your crimes... every one, down to something as simply as not following the crossing sign."
"May I please see a copy of the Eborallian criminal code so I can tell you what crimes I've commited by Eborallian law at least." Remius replied, "Many things that you appear to find as crimes, for example not following crossing signs, are not crimes where I come from."

OOC: Can I start a new character since Theao and I were the two people really keeping this rp alive. Since I'm gone it's just going to be a lot of Theao now.

"May I please see a copy of the Eborallian criminal code so I can tell you what crimes I've commited by Eborallian law at least." Remius replied, "Many things that you appear to find as crimes, for example not following crossing signs, are not crimes where I come from."

The whipping stopped momentarily, but then resumed after a set of papers was placed in front of his face.

OOC: I hope you don't expect me to write out all the laws.

OOC: Can I start a new character since Theao and I were the two people really keeping this rp alive. Since I'm gone it's just going to be a lot of Theao now.

ooc: Umm... no.

"Would you mind not whipping me so I can read?" Remius asked

ooc: Mind if I use the Canadian Criminal Code for this?

"Well, information on Princess Elisa would be nice..." Feador said after a moments deliberation. Something harmless at first...

"Would you mind not whipping me so I can read?" Remius asked

ooc: Mind if I use the Canadian Criminal Code for this?

She stopped momentarily, but her patience wouldn't run long.

OOC: Sorry, but that doesn't really work - the laws are most likely completely different. If you say something that you think is illegal and it is not, I will just ICly or OOCly inform you of it.

"Well, information on Princess Elisa would be nice..." Feador said after a moments deliberation. Something harmless at first...

"That I can do... but it comes at a very high price," the man responded.

"How high?" Feador asked

"How high?" Feador asked

"Just your help in a little matter..."

She stopped momentarily, but her patience wouldn't run long.

Hearing the swish of the whip on it's backstroke, Remius interrupted the mystery woman's swing by speaking. "From the admittedly limited time I've had to study the legal codes, I can state that, by Eborallian law, I've commited one count of internet crime, two counts of not following the crossing signs, and one of exceeding the maximun safety limit of a personal vehicle." He finished with.

"How little?"

Hearing the swish of the whip on it's backstroke, Remius interrupted the mystery woman's swing by speaking. "From the admittedly limited time I've had to study the legal codes, I can state that, by Eborallian law, I've commited one count of internet crime, two counts of not following the crossing signs, and one of exceeding the maximun safety limit of a personal vehicle." He finished with.

"How boring..." the voice said.

And then the whipping stopped as the sound of boots clicking on the floor was heard again heading away.

"How little?"

"Oh you know..." the man replied. "Just a little job that I could use someone with your skills."

"You in?"

"How boring..." the voice said.

And then the whipping stopped as the sound of boots clicking on the floor was heard again heading towards the door.

"You wanted the truth, you got it." He commented, and as he heard the sound of the boots, he groaned, "What new torment do they herald?"

'What sort of job? I hear punishments are rather nasty in this nation."

"You wanted the truth, you got it." He commented, and as he heard the sound of the boots, he groaned, "What new torment do they herald?"

There was no reply - the woman had left.

...

Twenty or so minutes later two large men entered the room. They walked over to where Remius was latched to the wall and untied him. Just as soon as they had come, they had gone...

'What sort of job? I hear punishments are rather nasty in this nation."

"Oh, there not too bad," he replied, "a simple jail sentence would be all. But then, that is only if you are caught... I don't plan on being caught."

"Bank..."

"Bank? You want me to do a bank job?"

Remius rubbed his wrists and attempted to take stock of the situation. If he left the building, he suspected they'd accuse him of attempting to escape, and if he stayed he was fairly confident he'd be charged with trespassing. He decided to see if there was in the hall way outside.

"Bank? You want me to do a bank job?"

"That would be my intent..."

Remius rubbed his wrists and attempted to take stock of the situation. If he left the building, he suspected they'd accuse him of attempting to escape, and if he stayed he was fairly confident he'd be charged with trespassing. He decided to see if there was in the hall way outside.

OOC: If there was what?

Remius proceeded to see if there were any guards, or people in general in the hallway.

ooc: Sorry about forgetting a few words(been stressed a bit, but no excuse for sloppy work)

Remius proceeded to see if there were any guards, or people in general in the hallway.

ooc: Sorry about forgetting a few words(been stressed a bit, but no excuse for sloppy work)

There was nothing. The entire hallway was devoid of any life; sterile looking as ever and silent as can be.

OOC: No problem.

"Hello, anyone there?" He called into the hallway.

"Why me? Wouldn't it be better to hire some locals for a simple job like that?"

"Hello, anyone there?" He called into the hallway.

There was no response except for the echo of his own voice.

"Why me? Wouldn't it be better to hire some locals for a simple job like that?"

"Nah... most are too scared that if they get seen they will be arrested. You, on the other hand, won't be on file yet, so if you get seen you can just leave the island..."

Remius walked a few feet out the door, and repeated his call.

Remius walked a few feet out the door, and repeated his call.

Still nothing. It seemed oddly vacant.

OOC: You are missing a lot of words in your new posts (in other threads).

Remius went down the corridor, stopping every so often to call out to see if anyone was there.

ooc: I knew I shouldn't be posting when I'm tired as sin, with a headache to boot.

Remius went down the corridor, stopping every so often to call out to see if anyone was there.

ooc: I knew I shouldn't be posting when I'm tired as sin, with a headache to boot.

Nothing. Only echoes of his voice were heard throughtout the corridor. The doors along it were locked, except for the one at the end that was opened and allowing the sunlight to pour in.

OOC: And yet you continue posting... :p

Remius opened the door at the end of the corridor and looked around.

ooc: I have catch-up that I have to do(lot's of catch up.)

Remius opened the door at the end of the corridor and looked around.

ooc: I have catch-up that I have to do(lot's of catch up.)

The door let to the outside where the sun was high in the sky, though evidently on its way down rather than up. The door seemed to open into a massive grass field as there was no structure visible anywhere; no sign of civilization at all - not even a road.

Remius called out to see if there was anywhere around.

Remius called out to see if there was anywhere around.

NO. There is NOBODY around.

"Well. Give me the information and we'll see."

Remius looked at the sun to figure out the cardinal points.

"Well. Give me the information and we'll see."

The man smiled, "I don't think so..."

"Tell you what..." he said, "I will make you a deal. I was originall going to give you the information after the job, but it's a nice day and I am in a good mood... I will give you the information during the job... once we are inside."

Remius looked at the sun to figure out the cardinal points.

The sun was only slightly to his right as he stood in the open grassy field.

"Fine. What exactly are we stealing here? And how?"

With the sun on it's way down, and on his right, that meant he was facing south. Exiting the building, he began walking around it to figure out if there was someone nearby.

"Fine. What exactly are we stealing here? And how?"

A large grin appeared on the man's face as he saw he had realed in some help. He said only a few words in response, "We are walking in the front door... and taking... The Niccolò Emerald."

With the sun on it's way down, and on his right, that meant he was facing south. Exiting the building, he began walking around it to figure out if there was someone nearby.

He was walking around nothing. It was grassy fields everywhere. The only sign of civilization was the door that he had just come out of and subsequently closed behind him, hiding itself with a grass camoflauge.

Remius decided to pick a direction and that direction was south. After a walk of almost an hour, he spotted a farm house and headed toward the building.