Shakal
13-03-2007, 08:20
11:30pm Imperial Palace (http://hanser.ceat.okstate.edu/europe%20study/images/Versailles,Paris/Versailles%20Image40.jpg)
"So there is no way to change it? None at all?" Said a pleading and voice full of despair.
"No. We must have read through this damn thing 4 times by now, there is no way to avoid it." Derrick (http://130.94.23.9/wigi/thumb.php?f=Rommel_cadet.jpg&w=160) answered. The past three weeks had been fruitless. No loophole was found.
"Im way to young for this. Sometimes I wish that noone would notice if I dissappeared for three days." Empress Kristina Schraepl II (http://myspace-370.vo.llnwd.net/00892/07/39/892199370_m.jpg) replied. At only 18 she was forced to take the reins and control an entire Empire. She was not the only one that was overwhelmed. Some more radical tradionalists had even taken up arms about having a female ruler. They were hard to root out since many million people felt the same but werent willing to fight about it. What made it worse is that on the day of her corination she had learned that she must be married within a month, most likly to avoid the situation she was currently in.
"Your still older than me." Derrick said. His Empress and old friend was only older than him by 3 months. His tone went serious quickly afterwards. "Im going to be serious with you Kristina. You have to start considering that there is no way out, you have to get married or someone else will claim the throne." Derrick had been appointed as the head of her Imperial Godess Guards because of there 5 year friendship that formed while the young Empress was in public school with her roots hidden from her.
"I know. I just cant believe father never told me about this." She said sighing.
"Your mother would have never let him." Derrick replied rubbing his eyes. HE was trying to think of a way out for the past 3 weeks. So far nothing, and those damn militants werent being nice about it either, 18 men had been lost in street fighting already.
The Empress sat in her uncomfortable archive chair and got an idea that would help them one way or the other.
"What are you doing?" Derrick asked when she looked around subtly.
"Seeing if I can run."
"I doubt it. My men are posted everywhere." He paused and smiled. Derrick had forsaw this many weeks ago. "Except the far left window." He whispered.
She gave him a look and stood slowly carrying the books and heading in that direction.
"Are you coming?" She asked already knowing the answer. Derrick got up and stretched.
"I could use a little excitment." The stament mad eboth laugh. As the head of her guard he had fought in a war and many street fights. Derrick followed her as they headed for the window. Derrick opened it and looked down. "Why did Zalord insist that he have the palace records on the 4th floor?"
"You know why." She said taking off her high heels and setting them to the side. Zalord had planned for everything. In the case of an enemy reaching the palace they would have to fight to the top floor to start any sizeable fire.
"Do you think anyone will recognize us?" Derrick said climbing out the window.
"Not after we get into our disguises." Kristina followed him out the window and started to climb down to ground level. "Thank god mom insisted that lattice be set up to enhance the scenery." She said watching her footing.
"To hell with it." Derrick said letting go and jumping down. He handed on one knee and stood up. That genetic manipulation was nice when he needed it to be. "Just jump Ill catch you." He said not wanting to wait for her to climb all the way down. She sighed and let go. He cought her and set her down. They were on camaera but by the time any guards got over here it would be to late.
"What car should we take?" She asked.
"Car?" Derrick said hopping into a secretaries truck and using his clearance key to start it. "Where are we going exactly?"
"I heard Rod was throwing a party over at a Klaka park." Kristina said putting her hair into a ponytail and adding several layers of makeup.
"And what exactly am I supposed to do for cover?" Derrick asked as they drove off the Palace grounds.
The Empress turned and looked at him. "Just take off the annoying overcoat and youll be fine." Derrick wore normal clothing unde rhis military uniform. He nodded and headed for the park.
"And what are you going to do?" He aked. She looked at him with an evil smile. Derrick sighed. "Never mind."
12:30am Klaka Park
Derrick and Kristina got out of the truck. Derrick took off his black military uniform and hid it inside the veichle. He walked away watching the shadows carefully just in case. His pistol was well hidden. He turned around to ask what was taking so long and sighed again.
"I can barly recognize you in that." He said shaking his head slightly. She had changed into a more "modern" outfit. He sighed again and started to walk.
"Thats exactly what I was going for." She said. Derrick shook his head and walked closer to the noise of the party.
"Well, I hope you understand that I cant let you be, lets see how do I word this... "alone" with anyone right?" He looked at her. The Empress gave him a bit of a glare.
"Im the Empress, Ill do whatever the hell I want.'' She said lifting her head and waking faster. Derrick hung his head and sighed yet again. She may have changed her clothing, but she was right. According to law she had total dictorial powers.
OOC:You can get involved in anyway you want. A guardsman that managed to follow us, a fellow partygoer, a militant spying, whatever you want that fits in.
"So there is no way to change it? None at all?" Said a pleading and voice full of despair.
"No. We must have read through this damn thing 4 times by now, there is no way to avoid it." Derrick (http://130.94.23.9/wigi/thumb.php?f=Rommel_cadet.jpg&w=160) answered. The past three weeks had been fruitless. No loophole was found.
"Im way to young for this. Sometimes I wish that noone would notice if I dissappeared for three days." Empress Kristina Schraepl II (http://myspace-370.vo.llnwd.net/00892/07/39/892199370_m.jpg) replied. At only 18 she was forced to take the reins and control an entire Empire. She was not the only one that was overwhelmed. Some more radical tradionalists had even taken up arms about having a female ruler. They were hard to root out since many million people felt the same but werent willing to fight about it. What made it worse is that on the day of her corination she had learned that she must be married within a month, most likly to avoid the situation she was currently in.
"Your still older than me." Derrick said. His Empress and old friend was only older than him by 3 months. His tone went serious quickly afterwards. "Im going to be serious with you Kristina. You have to start considering that there is no way out, you have to get married or someone else will claim the throne." Derrick had been appointed as the head of her Imperial Godess Guards because of there 5 year friendship that formed while the young Empress was in public school with her roots hidden from her.
"I know. I just cant believe father never told me about this." She said sighing.
"Your mother would have never let him." Derrick replied rubbing his eyes. HE was trying to think of a way out for the past 3 weeks. So far nothing, and those damn militants werent being nice about it either, 18 men had been lost in street fighting already.
The Empress sat in her uncomfortable archive chair and got an idea that would help them one way or the other.
"What are you doing?" Derrick asked when she looked around subtly.
"Seeing if I can run."
"I doubt it. My men are posted everywhere." He paused and smiled. Derrick had forsaw this many weeks ago. "Except the far left window." He whispered.
She gave him a look and stood slowly carrying the books and heading in that direction.
"Are you coming?" She asked already knowing the answer. Derrick got up and stretched.
"I could use a little excitment." The stament mad eboth laugh. As the head of her guard he had fought in a war and many street fights. Derrick followed her as they headed for the window. Derrick opened it and looked down. "Why did Zalord insist that he have the palace records on the 4th floor?"
"You know why." She said taking off her high heels and setting them to the side. Zalord had planned for everything. In the case of an enemy reaching the palace they would have to fight to the top floor to start any sizeable fire.
"Do you think anyone will recognize us?" Derrick said climbing out the window.
"Not after we get into our disguises." Kristina followed him out the window and started to climb down to ground level. "Thank god mom insisted that lattice be set up to enhance the scenery." She said watching her footing.
"To hell with it." Derrick said letting go and jumping down. He handed on one knee and stood up. That genetic manipulation was nice when he needed it to be. "Just jump Ill catch you." He said not wanting to wait for her to climb all the way down. She sighed and let go. He cought her and set her down. They were on camaera but by the time any guards got over here it would be to late.
"What car should we take?" She asked.
"Car?" Derrick said hopping into a secretaries truck and using his clearance key to start it. "Where are we going exactly?"
"I heard Rod was throwing a party over at a Klaka park." Kristina said putting her hair into a ponytail and adding several layers of makeup.
"And what exactly am I supposed to do for cover?" Derrick asked as they drove off the Palace grounds.
The Empress turned and looked at him. "Just take off the annoying overcoat and youll be fine." Derrick wore normal clothing unde rhis military uniform. He nodded and headed for the park.
"And what are you going to do?" He aked. She looked at him with an evil smile. Derrick sighed. "Never mind."
12:30am Klaka Park
Derrick and Kristina got out of the truck. Derrick took off his black military uniform and hid it inside the veichle. He walked away watching the shadows carefully just in case. His pistol was well hidden. He turned around to ask what was taking so long and sighed again.
"I can barly recognize you in that." He said shaking his head slightly. She had changed into a more "modern" outfit. He sighed again and started to walk.
"Thats exactly what I was going for." She said. Derrick shook his head and walked closer to the noise of the party.
"Well, I hope you understand that I cant let you be, lets see how do I word this... "alone" with anyone right?" He looked at her. The Empress gave him a bit of a glare.
"Im the Empress, Ill do whatever the hell I want.'' She said lifting her head and waking faster. Derrick hung his head and sighed yet again. She may have changed her clothing, but she was right. According to law she had total dictorial powers.
OOC:You can get involved in anyway you want. A guardsman that managed to follow us, a fellow partygoer, a militant spying, whatever you want that fits in.