NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: If you want to know the history of what is going on I created a thread that summarizes everything: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=500329

The Forty Eight remaining members of the Light of the People, stood in awe as their leader, Javiad Khodadad, appeared on television.

Standing next to the President who had persecuted them for weeks, Javaid spook to large crowd, "I am officially giving my support to the new President of the People's Republic of Great Nari. The Kamashan forces were ready to execute me, but this man valiantly saved my life, and I now know that he is truely what is good for this nation. We must unite, not divide. I urge everyone in this nation to stand by this man, no matter what happens. He is what we need. Thank you.""

"What," yelled a large bulky man named Malik Eve. "No. Democracy is what we need in this nation."

A smaller man, in his early twenties responded, "But if Javaid thinks..."

"Javaid is wrong. He has...I don't know why he did."

"I do," said a tall, broad shouldered man wearing a full Great Narian military uniform.

The LoP members rose there weapons, but were motioned at ease by Malik.

"Who are you?"

"My is Damon Hermanus, I am the new Vice President of Great Nari. Yet I would rather fight in the resistance with all of you."

"I do not trust you."

"Your judgements appear off, considering you trusted Javaid."

Malik face contorted for a moment, but he nodded non the less.

Damon laughed and said, [i]"This was a set up from the start. You were all used as scapegoats to make President Amras seem more powerful. That way he could take control much easier. You played the part well. Javaid was part of it even before the Sundew was murdered."

Many members of the LoP feel silent and began to sulk. Now knowing all they had done was a waste. "Scapegoats," yelled Malik. [i]"This was all a set up. I can't believe I trusted Javaid."

"Not all is lost. We have to regroup, so we may defeat this regime."

"We? Why do you care, Mr. Vice President.

"I thought Wallace was good for this nation, but he isn't. He is insane, and I now understand a lot more of what makes him tick. He doesn't care about the people. Only himself. We need to defeat him."

"But how?"

"I have arranged for you to be picked by the last Kamashan ship as it leaves back to Kamasha. It will not leave without you. You will be meet with a delegation, and they will take care of you from there. I am will remain in Great Nari as a spy. We may not talk for a while. I am going to try and convice Wallace to hold talks with the Kamashan leadership so that I may travel to Kamasha and meet with you all. Past that, we shall have to see."

"Understood." Malik turned around and asked, "Men! Are you still behind this cause?"

One by one the men raised there heads, and stood at attention. Signifying new life throughout the LoP.

Damon smiled, "Good. Now go. I need to leave before I am noticed. Good luck."

Most of Kamashas personnel had already left Great Nari, or GN as it was referred to among the men. A few weeks ago they had been ordered into GN and now they were leaving. The helicopters had left the land just a few hours ago and 10 000 troops were heading home.

Just outside the coast a oil tanker were waiting. At first sight it looked like any other oil tanker from the mid 80's. That is of course not considering the 1000 heavily armed soldiers, A modern naval warfare arsenal including Anti air, anti submarine and anti surfes missiles, nuclear warheads, A admiral as its leading officer and off course three submarines guarding the tankers every move. This was the modern fighter. Able to move in and out of ports without leaving a trace of the deadly payload carried by the tanker. Most probably the first and only warship that could dock into a enemy port whiteout guards raising there eyes.

Three small motorboats were rushing toward the sand beach. The boats were large and each held 10 armed Kamasha soldiers. The weather were calm and the sea were still. They reached the beach, jumped of and spread out. The beach reached one hundred meters each way and was surrounded by hige cliffs with only a small unmarked road down. On the west side of the beach there were a cabin. The cabin were old and looked as if it could fall apart every second now, but it would have to last until the LoP had arrived. They had agreed to meet them her and ship them to Kamasha. 7 soldiers entered the cabin. Inside two old men sat. Obvious drunk. The sergeant loaded his gun and shot two shots.
"Head shots" he smiled.
They buried them underneath the cabin and sat and wait. The rest of the men hid the boats behind the cabin and started climbing the cliffs. There were large sets of caves up there. From there position they could watch anyone who tried to ambush the people in the cabin.

"This way," whispered Malik as the cabin appeared north of them. "I'll take a look."

With binoculars, Malik saw through the windows what appeared to be seven Kamasha soldiers, and two dead bodies.

"Who did they kill? Why...nevermind. Let's go meet up with them."

The tiny militia silenty moved its way down the hill avoiding detection as best they could.

From the west, sounds of a tank echoed throughout the unpopulated area.

"Shit. Lets hurry men!"

The door burst open and Malik walked in with his hand away from his gun.

"My name is Malik, and I am the current leader of the LoP. We need to hurry."

The soldiers in the caves had also heard the tank and were currently rushing down toward the cabin. They had not a minute to lose.
They ran behind the cabins and dragged the boats down in the water.

"I'm Sergeant Anderson. I'm pleased to see that you have maneged the long journey. Please we have to hurry. We need to leave now. Our boats can only carry 15 men. That means that I want 45 people in the boats pronto. I have already requested three more boats. I didn't know how many of you would manege the journey". The sergeant spoke quickly. then turned to one of the other soldiers.

"Hansen, Take two other guys with you and stall any followers. I don't want anyone come her and surprise us as we board the ships"
Hansen nodded and turned away.

"All forty nine of us made it without incident, but we do not have time to talk. I am keep two of my men," he motions to men. "here and fend of attackers. Do not get caught. Meet back up with us later."

The sound of tank began closing in, "Lead the way."

"Mr. President, it is time for your meeting with Vice President Hermanus."

"Send him in Jessica."

"Sir, it is Karen."

"Oh, right sorry."

Vice President Damon Hermanus was ushered into the President office, and had a feverish grin on his face.

President Amras Wallace had known Damon since they were children. They attended fundamental school together, and under went military training together. He was proud that he would be able to work with him again.

"Thank you for meeting with me Mr. President."

"Damon, just call me Amras. We have known each other forever."

"Right. I want to speak with you about Kamasha."

"They have left have they not? It was a fine war for our people, and brought a strong end to the revolution."

"Well, I was coming up with political ideas, and I think a way for you to look real good domestically and internationally. Meet with the Kamashan government, and discuss a a peace agreement. We could perhaps set up trading and..."

"Have you lost your mind? Kamasha will never want to meet me or anyone from this nation."

"Send me. Let me appeal to their best interests."

"Damon, I do not think that they will deal with us."

"Trust me. I will get them to meet."

"Go ahead. If you think you can do it then that is good enough for me."

"Your trust is well placed."

Damon laughed on the inside. Wallace had played right into his hands.

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When Damon arrived back in his office he had two jobs to accomplish. One, he was to to send a message to the Kamashan government; and two, he was to overlook his and the President's physical and mental exams.

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"To the governmental leaders of Kamasha. The People's Republic of Great Nari would like to have a formal meeting with members of your government. We feel it is time to move past our prior differences, and establish a friendship. Perhaps a trading agreement could be in order. Great Nari has a wide variety of resources you may be in need of. I have been authorized personally to lead the talks on our side, and I feel it would be best to host them in Kamasha since things are still a bit chaotic. Please respond as soon as possible. Thank you.

- Vice President Amras Wallace

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Physical and Mental Fitness Reports for Damon Hermanus

P: Excellent

M: Excellent

Damon is fit for duty

Physical and Mental Fitness Reports for Amras Wallace

P: Excellent

M: Seems to suffer from wild mood swing which may be caused a rare form of schizophrenia. When doctors told President Wallace he flew into a rage and ordered us not to release these papers.

Amras is not fit. He should be treated, but refuses

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Damon's jaw dropped as he looked at the reports. "What? Schizophrenia...?"

The troops were quickly loaded onto the boats. Three more boats had arrived and they all left in a hurry. However four Kamasha elite soldiers were left. Two girls and two men trained from birth in martial arts, weapon use and maintenance, intelligence gathering and all those things that is a must of the elite soldiers. These soldiers could move like shadows and were perfect assassins. There Job were to stay in the nation to report back vital information to the Kamasha officers.

Before entering the vessel all LoP members were searched for weaponds. If any eksplosives, weapons, amunition, knives or anything that could be used as a threat were found they were denied entering the ship. Heavely armed Kamasha soldiers watched the entire search, with orders to shoot first then ask later.

This message were written to Great Nari:
It is to my belief that two such nations such as our can benefit greatly from a friendship. The Kamasha leaders have to emit that we do have a lack of resources. Even if plundering for a long time have been the way of Kamasha resources gathering we believe that it is a time for change. Trading relationships may be the new way of Kamasha. We believe that our own technology achievements are much higher then yours. Based on the fact that our scientist probably is way better founded as your as well as being superior in pure numbers. If these believes are the truth we may be willingly to shear our technology in the trade with some of your resources. If you send your represent to the capital of Kamasha we may discus this matter.

The religius leaders of Kamasha

occ: As you see I have changed from "Emperor" to "religious leaders". That is because of a rebellion in my own nation. Stealing all power of the emperor and installing religious zealots as leaders.

OOC: You are doing that thing when you assume things again. You assumed that there were guys in the house that you killed with head shots, and you assumed that the LoP were offended. PLus, they are carrying machine guns, so you can't assume they are unarmed either. While those are small I do not want you to start assuming things that are in my range of control because is what ruined the Angelic Rev. Please do not do things like that.

"We would be delighted to meet with your nation. An envoy including myself will leave tomorrow morning. Thank you, and let this be the start of a great friendship."

- Damon Hermanus

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"Whoa! Don't touch that," yelled Malik as a soldier tried to take his weapon. "I don't trust you all yet. Let's just get going!"

Ok I understand. I have edied it ;)

Ok I understand. I have edied it ;)

OOC: Don't worry about it. Let's just not do it again.

President Amras knelt in front of his bed as he said his prayer to God.

"Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
Pray the lord my soul to take"

"Lord protect over this land, and help me guide it to greatest."

Amras placed his hand on the King James Bible that sat on his night stand.

"And give me the strength to overcome my current condition."

"Amen."

It had been a surreal day for the President. His doctors had diagnosed him with a rare form of Schizophrenia. When he heard the news he blacked out and the next thing he knew he had drawn his pistol and almost killed the good docter. This wasn't the first time his anger had gotten the better of him either, but in his mind he was perfectly healthy. He believed he could control it.

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The following morning the President awoke and meet immediatly with his Vice President, Damon Hermanus.

"Damon. Where are we with Kamasha?"

"I have been in contact with the leadership in Kamasha, and they have agreed to allow us to meet with them. I will be leading a small diplomatic team to their nation, and I pray it will go well."

"Impressive. I knew my trust was well placed."

"Thank you, sir..."

There was a knock at the door and in came the President's secretary, Karen.

With a touch of fear in her voice she said, "Mr. President, I wanted to let you know that we are all out of de-caf. I am so sorry. I have placed in order in to get more. Sorry."

"That is okay Jes...er...Karen. I think I can live one day without Decaf."

Karen appeared calmer.

"Did you get that blueberry muffin I asked more."

"There were none left, but I did get you a blueberry bagel. I thought..."

The President's face contorted as if he was fighting something. Then with a grim he stood up and said, "You thought what? That I would deal with it! I am the leader around her!" He grabbed the plate from out of her hands and threw against the wall.

"Amras," yelled Damon and his ducked to avoid the plate.

"Sir, I am sorry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it around here!" He drew his pistol and pointed it at Karen's head.

Damon nearly drew his weapon, but opted to say, "Amras. Calm down."

"I am calm," yelled Amras. "You are of no need around here anymore little girl!"

"Don't!"

Bang! Karen's body feel to the floor. Blood spilled everywhere.

The President looked at his Vice President and said, "I didn't..mean too." He fainted right after.

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Military crew cleaned up the mess, and created a false story concerning the death of Karen. The President awoke an hour later, and refused further medical attention. Damon and agreed to keep quiet, even if it was a lie.

Despite the incident, Damon and his crew's helicopter took off for the nation of Kamasha. Damon knew they had a lot to talk about.

Water Dragon II, the private helicopter of the Vice President, hovered outside of Kamashan airspace.

This is Water Dragon II. We are carrying a diplomatic envoy to the nation of Kamasha, and are requesting clearance to your nation. We will hover at our current position until we recieve a reply

Damon took a deep breath. This trip was all important.

the reply answered quickly.
"This is radio control, Water Dragon II you are cleared to land on the roof of hotel Kamasha"

The luxurious hotel had after orders from the leaders been turned into a sort of embassy. The 10 store building were now swarming with people. All guests had been evicted and crew were on there way out. The four first stores now worked as information, private rooms for crew and guards as well as the security check. The next were the technical control where everything were controlled. The sixth were a new security control.
The seventh were where the Kamasha diplomats slept, the eight were the sleeping place of the Great Nari Diplomats, the ninth where the dining room and conference hall and meeting room. The tenth floor contained the President room and were only to be used by Damian. Except of that a huge swimming pool covered a third of the floor. And of course the helicopter pad.

Cornelius was currently leading the Nation. The Kamasha people had recently rebelled and tossed out the emperor and installed some religious leaders. The dust were still to settle and this was the first major Internationale meeting for Cornelius. He was tripping down at his room in the 7th floor. He believed that he had thought of all. He had arranged so that after the helicopter had landed no one were to leave the hotel. The crew that were present would be looked inside the hotel for as loge as the meeting endured. The army were located outside and the nation were at hige alert. He still didn't know if he could trust those Great Nari folks.

The four soldiers left on the beach of Great Nari spent the night in the cabin. They were pretending to be two couples backpacking through the region. There background story was doing article for a famous Internationale travel magazine. But if anyone were to open there backpack they would not find souvenirs or anything you would think belonged to ordinary backpackers. Laptops, satellite phones, survival kits, weapons, explosives and a lot of other gadges were carried by these peaceful backpackers.

All four had been trained in the art of talking. They could talk themselves out of any situation. Using there charm they convinced the locals of there peaceful intentions. After a half hour talking they most times got served a hot meal or a hike. During the next few days they they got all there way to the capital. Gathering intelligence were there second objective. Mission accompished would not be achieved until president Amras were assassinated.

After a week in the capital they split up and changed tactics. From now on they were all new weds. They split up agreeing not to talk with each other if it was not extremely important. They split the town into two where each couple had the responsibility of one half. Cathrin and Jim Montgomery would take the southern wile Max and Karen Vogel checked out the northern parts.

OOC: Tag

Inside the Fleet Combat Information Center, stationed high above the rest of the sprawling ICS Kraken, data was continuously being pulled from the rest of the task force's ships and being projected onto a large, video-screen table, showing an overhead view of the area. This system not only plotted what individual ships' sensors showed, but also what the overhead Satellite/GPS targetting system showed, as some sensors might miss somethings. However, both sytems confirmed this next target. The officer on duty, who had been snoozing again, woke up with the urgent beeping from the system. Submarine 23 had just detected 3 high-speed screws, confirmed by Targetting Satellite 834 tracking 3 high-speed boats visually and thermally, following the same path and location. "Admiral, high-speed targets leaving Narian shores. IFF unconfirmed. Intentions unknown. Nationality unknown," he said, belting out the information. Another symbol caught his attention. "Be advised, friendly freighter in area."
"Launch a couple of seahawks to observe it."

Out on the flight deck, two UH-60 Seahawks were wheeled into launching position. Once there, their crews mounted up, and the two choppers took off, approaching the boats.

the reply answered quickly.
"This is radio control, Water Dragon II you are cleared to land on the roof of hotel Kamasha"

The luxurious hotel had after orders from the leaders been turned into a sort of embassy. The 10 store building were now swarming with people. All guests had been evicted and crew were on there way out. The four first stores now worked as information, private rooms for crew and guards as well as the security check. The next were the technical control where everything were controlled. The sixth were a new security control.
The seventh were where the Kamasha diplomats slept, the eight were the sleeping place of the Great Nari Diplomats, the ninth where the dining room and conference hall and meeting room. The tenth floor contained the President room and were only to be used by Damian. Except of that a huge swimming pool covered a third of the floor. And of course the helicopter pad.

Cornelius was currently leading the Nation. The Kamasha people had recently rebelled and tossed out the emperor and installed some religious leaders. The dust were still to settle and this was the first major Internationale meeting for Cornelius. He was tripping down at his room in the 7th floor. He believed that he had thought of all. He had arranged so that after the helicopter had landed no one were to leave the hotel. The crew that were present would be looked inside the hotel for as loge as the meeting endured. The army were located outside and the nation were at hige alert. He still didn't know if he could trust those Great Nari folks.

Roger that. We shall arrive soon.

"Thank god. I hate flying," Damon mumbled to himself. "I hope the LoP made it here safely. The Kamashan leadership and I have much to discuss."

The admiral had long ago gone to bed. He had ordered the submarines to spread out acting as if they were on a ordinary intelligence gathering mission. The crew on the oil tanker had been ordered to take on a modest speed so that they should not look suspicious. All armed forces had been ordered to stay inside the ship so that there cower should not be blown. The admiral was sleeping like a baby. In a few hours he would be home with his wife and children.

In a short matter of time, the two Seahawks had decended upon the three Kamashan boats. Observing from afar, they were able to detect the armed men, and identify the boats as being Kamashan.

Command Alpha, Patrol Foxtrot. Postive visual on targets. Tracking
three Kamashan vessels. Repeat, positive identification, tracking three
confirmed Kamashan vessels. Over

Roger, Patrol Foxtrot. Positive identification of three Kamashan
vessels. Continue following. Message being relayed. Over and Out.

The communications system on the FCIC of the Kraken automatically relayed the communications and all relative information directly into the office of the Great Narian president.

OOC: I dont have a lot of time, but I will have more tomorrow so here I go:

IC:

The helicopter decended down into the designated area. Damon rose, and exited the aricraft. "This is should be interesting."

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"Kamashan ship," yelled President Amras. "Still? Order military forces to be on the outlook for any suspicious peoples. Let us play coy for now."

Amras sent the information to the P.P. forces.

occ: I will go for a small holyday now. I will be back by next weekend. Can you write the meeting between Cornelius and Damian?
also
In a short matter of time, the two Seahawks had decended upon the three Kamashan boats. Observing from afar, they were able to detect the armed men, and identify the boats as being Kamashan.
WTF? three ships? Armed men? Kamashan? I have one civilian oil tanker sailing under falsh flag and two submerged submarines. You have to find a thrust worthy way to identefy them as Kamashan. Secondly I wrote armed forces had been ordered to stay inside the ship so that there cower should not be blown how did you find them?

occ: I will go for a small holyday now. I will be back by next weekend. Can you write the meeting between Cornelius and Damian?
also
WTF? three ships? Armed men? Kamashan? I have one civilian oil tanker sailing under falsh flag and two submerged submarines. You have to find a thrust worthy way to identefy them as Kamashan. Secondly I wrote how did you find them?

OOC; Yeah I will create the engagement later today.

occ: I will go for a small holyday now. I will be back by next weekend. Can you write the meeting between Cornelius and Damian?
also
WTF? three ships? Armed men? Kamashan? I have one civilian oil tanker sailing under falsh flag and two submerged submarines. You have to find a thrust worthy way to identefy them as Kamashan. Secondly I wrote how did you find them?

OOC: I'm talking about the boats you used to take the LoP people out of Great Nari earlier. GN wanted me to detect them, so that is what I am doing.

OOC: Since no one knows how to spell it is, Damon. Not Damian.

I'm back :D how is that meeting going?

I'm back :D how is that meeting going?

OOC: I got busy with some other threads while you were gone. Why dont you create it cause I dont have time at the moment.

the helicopter landed and Damon stepped out. Cornelius greeted him with open arms. "Damion, welcome to Kamasha, it is a pleasure to be your host". Cornelius gave a big smile and shake his hand. He turned to the pilot and shacked his hand as well. "I am sorry to inform you that you will not be able to leave the hotel until our meeting is done. I hope you understand that this is for you and Damians safety". he looked at the two men. "O well let me show you your rooms. Mirvanda please show the pilot into his quarters. Mr. Damian please follow me. He took Damian by the shoulder and led him toward his room. They entered through two heavy oak doors and into the luxurious room. "according to our traditions it would be rude to start talking business before you and your friend have settled. I will leave now, please if there is anything don't be afraid to call" pointing toward a phone on the wall. "the phone is lined directly to the information in the first floor. from there they should be able to fix you every needs. I hope to see you by dinner by six O'clock in the dining hall. But please for now just settle inn". he left the room. He was nervous but felt that considering the circumstances he felt that he had done well.

the helicopter landed and Damon stepped out. Cornelius greeted him with open arms. "Damion, welcome to Kamasha, it is a pleasure to be your host". Cornelius gave a big smile and shake his hand. He turned to the pilot and shacked his hand as well. "I am sorry to inform you that you will not be able to leave the hotel until our meeting is done. I hope you understand that this is for you and Damians safety". he looked at the two men. "O well let me show you your rooms. Mirvanda please show the pilot into his quarters. Mr. Damian please follow me. He took Damian by the shoulder and led him toward his room. They entered through two heavy oak doors and into the luxurious room. "according to our traditions it would be rude to start talking business before you and your friend have settled. I will leave now, please if there is anything don't be afraid to call" pointing toward a phone on the wall. "the phone is lined directly to the information in the first floor. from there they should be able to fix you every needs. I hope to see you by dinner by six O'clock in the dining hall. But please for now just settle inn". he left the room. He was nervous but felt that considering the circumstances he felt that he had done well.

OOC: His name is Damon...not Damian...also...are we just assuming that the LoP members made it to your nation safely?

IC:

"Thank you," said Damon. "We will settle inn, and meet you for dinner at six o'clock. We have many things to discuss.

OOC: Double Post...opps.

the helicopter landed and Damon stepped out. Cornelius greeted him with open arms. "Damion, welcome to Kamasha, it is a pleasure to be your host". Cornelius gave a big smile and shake his hand. He turned to the pilot and shacked his hand as well. "I am sorry to inform you that you will not be able to leave the hotel until our meeting is done. I hope you understand that this is for you and Damians safety". he looked at the two men. "O well let me show you your rooms. Mirvanda please show the pilot into his quarters. Mr. Damian please follow me. He took Damian by the shoulder and led him toward his room. They entered through two heavy oak doors and into the luxurious room. "according to our traditions it would be rude to start talking business before you and your friend have settled. I will leave now, please if there is anything don't be afraid to call" pointing toward a phone on the wall. "the phone is lined directly to the information in the first floor. from there they should be able to fix you every needs. I hope to see you by dinner by six O'clock in the dining hall. But please for now just settle inn". he left the room. He was nervous but felt that considering the circumstances he felt that he had done well.

OOC: His name is Damon...not Damian...also...are we just assuming that the LoP members made it to your nation safely?

IC:

"Thank you," said Damon. "We will settle in, and meet you for dinner at six o'clock. We have many things to discuss.

Down at his room Cornelius was wearing out the old rug at the floor. He was waling around the room back and forth waiting for the clock to turn six. A quarter to six he left the room arriving at the dining room at exactly 5 minutes before the time. The luxurious room was filled with a sweet perfume. He went into the kitchen to check that all was in order for the nights dinner. This evenings menu looked exclusive. First they would be served a delicious fish soup with blue sells, mussels, Cray fish, Parts of Salmon, Crab claws and parts of Monk fish. Alongside this a dry, sweet white wine from Spain. The main dish would be a new shoot small rain dear with cranberry sauce, potatoes and different vegetables. A deep red red wine with strong tastes of fruit. To dessert a Italian sorbet with a new white wine this time from the Ukraine aria. After this the plates would be removed and the diners would be lead into a backroom where they would be served a Jack Daniels Cognac with a each there cigar. There they would be seated in two deep arm chairs and discus the matter at hand. This would be a long night but hopefully it would be a nice night. A bidding of better times.