NationStates Jolt Archive

The diplomatic messages had been sent out to the CRL, President Fien, as well as the Ennuisians, and the responses had been made. The conference would be held here in the capital city of Droskianishk, Drosk. Drosk was an enormous city of 100 million people. It was a wealthy city as Droskianishk was a wealthy nation. The airport was prepared to recieve Ennuis as it was expected they would come by jet, and helocopters had been sent to retrieve President Fien and his CRL counterparts.

The building in which the delegates were to meet was the building for the Department of International Affairs, and Crown Prince Nikako Kutz (Brother of King Sikako Kutz I) himself would be attending the meeting. The Prince waited at the private Royal Airport, for the plane and helo's to arrive. He sat inside his private limo and listened to Mozarts Lacrimosa.

(OOC: Please RP your own arrivals, up to the point of meeting Nikako)

Administrator Willard Turing sat at his desk. With the recent wave of terror attacks, DIVCOM had kindly suggested he move his operations to a secure location; a heavily reinforced staging area near the docks; at the end of a rifle. Several of them. Luckily for him, depending on the definition of luck, his desk was across the road from the Major General. So in addition to the casual rifle fire and 0600 PT, he had a quite desk.

“Lets see, Global Tetrahedron wants to start laying the foundation for a permanent natural gas power station, areas somewhat secure… sure.” He stamped it with a bright red

“Approved –WT.”

“DIVCOM wants to start raising a police force… approved… naturally.” He stapped it again.

“Approved – WT.”

The next form was heavier… and sealed with “classified.”

“
Turing -

You are ordered to appear in the city of Drosk of Droskianishk. Take 10 guards. You are to give them nothing.

-Adam Wincenty”

He gulped. The situation in Lerasia had reached a boiling point, and had reached the upper echelons of the government… the highest level. Rumor had it that General Wincenty wanted Prince Silas’s head on a plate… but these rumors remained no more than whispers.

“General! Orders from Wincenty. I need 10 guards and a plane.”

The General looked up, annoyed.

“I don’t have time for this, the elections are priority one…”

He ran over, narrowly avoiding a massive palletized load system rumbling out of a cargo staging area.

“General, read this.”

She mulled it over, and sighed.

“Mr. Turing, we’re strapped for manpower as is until we get the additional forces tomorrow… special delivery.” She grew cold. “Do not let those bastards get an inch. We are taking Lerasia… by force if we have to. If they think that was a massive strike they are wrong. Fucking wrong. We have a corps coming in the next three days. I’ve talked with (General of the Armies) Kaspyr Wojtek every day. High Command is allocating an Army Group at the least to this God forsaken rock… we will turn Lerasia into a flag-waving capitalist paradise… and YOU better not fuck it up at the conference. 10 men will meet you at the airport.”

“Thank you General” he replied, shaking a bit.

”I didn’t do anything wrong… did I?”

He packed a bag with enough power suits for a week, along with some lounging clothes. He flagged down a passing armored MMPWV LV-08 (a HMMWV upgrade) designated for transport.

“Corporal, I need immediate transport to the airport!”

“Hop in!” he shouted over the engine, “I’m supposed to pick up the airport’s Lieutenant Commander anyway.”

The light jeep careened down the road at 75 miles per hour; most automobile traffic was non-existant due to high voter turnout, and they were waved through the road blocks. The civilian police had begun to stand up, and were starting to take over security points. It was a scant 10 minutes before he crossed the security line.

“Thanks Corporal” he said, receiving a salute. “I’m here to for the…”

“Yes Mr. Turing, There is a Embraer Legacy 600 waiting for you, along with a squad.”

“Thank you ma’am.” He replied, before making his way down the jetway.

“Sir!” the infantry man practically shouted at him. “We are ready to depart, Sir!”

“Right, lets go.”

The pilot-less jet was in the air in a matter of minutes. Heavy cargo aircraft were making daily runs in, but took little out. The investment in Kanostas would take time, but already the city was producing nearly as much as half of Lerasia. The soldiers, in full combat gear, sat making small chat. The cargo area was full… the troops moved surprisingly fast. He leaned his head back, and fell asleep in a matter of seconds.

“Sir!” shouted the same lieutenant. “We have arrived at Drosk, Sir!”

“Ugh” groaned Willard, holding his head. Plane sleep was never good sleep. “Do I look presentable? And please don’t shout.”

“Sir! Uh, sorry. You look fine, sir” Replied the lieutenant. The squad departed first. Willard picked up his attaché case. It was thin; the government expected him to not budge, and gave him no room for concessions. A lot of pressure was on his shoulders. The military expected him, a civilian, to be willing to stare down what ever they threw at him. Global Tetrahedron, Inc. depended on him to keep their leverage in Lerasia, and GTI didn’t let enemies live too long. And he’d have the Droskianishkians and the bastard Fein Gordea wanting the exact opposite. He threw on a pair of sunglasses; it was bright out, and walked down the jetway, the 10 soldiers standing at attention, arms at the ready.

He stepped down, and looked around, and extended his hand at Nikako.

“Willard Turing, Administrator of Kanostas.” His voice was flat and dull, pure business. The soldiers, on the other hand, remained stone sleek killing machines. They’d been trained to do it, and it would be an exercise in restraint for them to not preforate Fein the moment they saw him.

The helicopter landed at the Drosk Airport
Stepping out opne by one were the most powerful people in south Lerasia, the top 5 CRL members and thier entourage. Acting President Truka stepped out of the helicopter first in a large, black over coat.
He shook the hand of a Droskianishk officialk there to greet them and then he lifted his hand and gave a small wave to the camera's.

minutes later another helicopter landed
first body guards stepped out and gave a hand to help out Fiens wife Helen who was decked out in a fabulous fur coat, then stepped out Fien in a black suit and he walked beside his wife giving a small wave to the camera's as well, Helen, his wife looked estatic like she felt as though her face was being shown around the world like she was a great famous states woman.....Fien did not show as much emotion as his wife but he had a slight smile on his face....

"Good evening gentlemen, and lady" exclaimed Prince Nikako exchanging handshakes with the various individuals. He seemed like a very personable man, but he merely knew the game, and had infact been Consul before his brothers election and overthrow of the Republic. He was a politician at his core. "Please, have a seat" he continued as his driver held the door open, "and relax." The delegates and leaders got in the vehicle and sat, and as the driver shut the door behind Nikako, he continued " Please let us hold off on politics and bargaining until we arrive at the meeting. INstead let us discuss small nothings with hospitality and geniality." The party talked as the limo neared its ultimate destination, through the windows could be seen all the wealth of the city. The towering skyscrapers, the beautiful parks, and the beautiful cars.

After the limo pulled into the department parking lot and parked, and the limo door had been opened Prince Nikako got back into host mode, "My dear friends you will be shown to your rooms by these gentlemen" he said genially indicating tall suited men moving towards the party. "Once your settled in they'll lead you down to the meeting room, please take your time" Nikako said turning and walking off, he was heading immediately to the meeting room.

(OOC: Please RP your way to the meeting room and even begin the meeting if you would like, just don't get too far.)

“Where would you…” the Lieutenant boomed, until Willard quieted him down “like to go now, Sir?” this time at a more reasonable volume. The troopers wore white, blue, and black urban battle armor, but their face pieces were up and off.

“How about we go check the rooms out… and will I… oh.” He said, as the remaining soldiers gave the doormen a look saying “Step off” when they tried to take their bags and ammo.

“Yes, sir.” The lieutenant took a team of four other soldiers and their packs ahead of Willard, while the remaining five carried their packs and followed him from behind, creating a protective bubble. They couldn’t all fit in the elevator, so Willard waited for it to come back down again…

“No doubt they want to secure the room. Fein is a man who would resort to such tactics I’m sure.” he thought pessimistically. These troops were good, but he preferred the rangers. In dress uniforms. Outside of a potentially hostile country.

The elevator came down, and three soldiers joined Willard in the elevator. It arrived on his floor in time for him to see a pair of riflemen standing at attention outside the door, while the remaining troops scoured the five rooms they were given.

“Alright Lieutenant, which one is mine?”

“Sir, you will take 2010.”

“Right.”

He stepped in and shut the door on the soldiers. They were a little too serious, and looked liked they’d kill the maid if she acted suspicious. They almost ripped apart Fein, though the casual observer didn’t notice the signs of raging adrenaline. Such were the problems of a professional military.

“All right, I haven’t had a chance to talk with Truka” he said to himself, “better right him a note.”

He sat down at the provided desk, and produced a laptop with a travel printer.

“Acting President Truka,

I have received orders from the Ennuisian government that I am to “not give them an inch.” I’ve seen the data, and if you’ve been reading the briefings that come out of my office, the Ennuisian military is ready to scale up forces in Lerasia to back the legitimately elected candidate in securing Lerasia, by force if necessary. I’ve also been informed that our military is more than ready to engage Droskianishkian forces at a moments notice, in a war that we know we will win.

We want the best for Lerasia, and, unlike the ancient war in Korea, we will not allow a foreign force to destabilize the legitimate government, whoever they may be. We genuinely want Lerasia to be an economic powerhouse and a free land, and, as such, we do not intend to back down to a criminal like Fein, and under no circumstances will we recognize Northern Lerasia as a separate country. As stated before, the Ennuisian rangers will move to take him down after the election if he does not win, followed by a joint-Lerasian (if possible)/Ennuisian offensive to secure the rebellious North.

- Willard Turing
Administrator of Kanostas”

He printed it out, and folded it over neatly. He stamped it, before looking around for a candle. Seeing that there was none, he took one he kept in his box and sealed it with wax, bearing the stamp of Mer des Ennuis. Seeing that everything in his room was in order, he opened the door, nearly tripping on the Lieutenant.

“Your orders, sir?” he asked. His voice lacked the boom, and Willard smiled.

“I need this delivered to Acting President Truka, preferably before the meeting starts… are these two going to stand here all day?”

“Yes, Sir. They are on a rotating shift with two other specialists, sir!”

“Well, uh, feel free to get some water or chairs from my room if you are so inclined” he offered, somewhat unnerved. They acknowledged him with a terse nod.

“Corporal!” shouted the Lieutenant at a soldier holding a machine gun. “Deliver this to Truka!”

“Yes sir!” The corporal jogged down the hall, letter in hand.

“Well Lieutenant, will you be my aide in this one?”

“Yes, Sir.”

They walked to the elevator, joined by two other soldiers, still in combat gear, and rode down to the conference room. One soldier pushed his radio, producing static to override any listening devices.

“Sir, I’m going to ask you to put on this” the lieutenant said, handing him an ear piece. “Intelligence wants you to have a wire to high command, should things go south. They’ll be listening, and the line is heavily encrypted. The rest of the squad is sweeping the rooms for bugs, and we have an embedded SIGINT setting up an encrypted signal booster.”

“So wait...”

“Everyone who matters will hear what you are saying, and you will be able to hear them.”

“Right… right.”

The white noise stopped in time for the doors to open. The two soldiers stood off to the side and took the Lieutenant’s machine gun and pistol, opening the doors.

Turing growled under his breath “great… I’m ‘Ennuis…’ they can’t write “Mer des Ennuis” or “Ennuisian Delegate…” can they.”

He sat down, pouring himself some water, a little voice in his ear came in with “Loud and clear.” Turing drummed his fingers lightly, waiting for the conference to start.

Truka was walking down the hallway talking to the other CRL members
"yes, Mr President!" said one of the CRL members "The votes were counted, the CRL won the election with 68% of the vote! with you as president, Truka!"

"Yes well we all did a good job but we know it wasnt all us, without our foriegn friends help then what situation would Lerasia be in?"

The group continued down the hall and entered the meeting room ready for the discussions...

Fien with his delegates were not far behind, his wife was not in attendance as secretly he thought she would be a hinderance to the discussions so he sent her out to explore the city with some guards
Fien was nervous but he didnt show it, instead put on a look of satasfaction with his small, half smile. The group also enterd the meeting room and took a seat.......

The people were not told of the Conference but it was known they would find out. They hadn't been told in order to keep Fien safe, but now outside the Department grounds protests were in full swing.

"DOWN WITH TYRANNY!" one Droskianishk's sign read "TURN FIEN OVER!" read another. It was all to obvious who the people didn't support.


"Welcome gentlemen" said the Prince as he saw them begin to enter the room. "I hope you have found your rooms comfortable and completely bug free" Nikako said with an all knowing grin on his face. The prince knew of world leaders concerns about bugs and camera's and plants, and he had wanted none of that, and his brother had aquiesed. "Congratulations Mr. President on your victory," he said facing President Truka. The Prince ignored the look on Fiens face.

"You have all been asked here to discuss the future of Lerasia," continued the Prince as he sat down at the head of the table and indicated to the delegates to do the same. "Droskianishk has already written up what we hope will be an acceptable document and set of steps. These steps are:

1. The end of an independent North Lerasia and the dissolution of its Constitution.
2. The end of a soley CRL government over all of Lerasia.
3. The acceptance of President Fien as Vice President Fien of all Lerasia. And the Socialist Party of Lerasia (Under Fien) as the minority party.
4.The end of corporate rule of Kanostas.
5. A joint Economic Development Council (EDC) with three Chairmen provided by Mer Des Ennuis, Droskianishk, and Lerasia.
6.The appointment of Mrs. Fien as head of State Department (Internal Security, or equivalent)
7.The end of the use of foreign forces as security forces, they should be used as trainers only in order to instill a sense of pride and stability in the Lerasian government.
8. The amnesty and then use of FLA, DRL, and Leramilitia soldiers as trainers and security personell.

This is the eight step plan that Droskianishk has developed. Please feel free to comment, this conference is meant to hammer out a deal that all can accept." the Prince ended as a copy of the plan was handed to each delegate.

“Disagree with 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, and 8, except for amnesty.”

Willard Turing jumped slightly at the sound of the voice, but remembered he had an earpiece in. He read over the proposal, and marked an “x” next to what he disagreed on. The paper was nice and smooth, and the ink flowed well. He took a small drink, and leaned forward to the microphone on the desk. His voice was as dry as humanly possible, devoid of any emotion yet full of a bureaucratic timbre, if there was such a thing.

“Thank you Sir Prince for hosting this conference and providing a road map. The Armed Republic agrees that Northern Lerasia must no longer be considered an independent nation, and its constitution should be dissolved until the newly elected government can convene to propose a constitution voted for by plebiscite or another form of voting. We also would consider the creation of an economic development council, lead by Mer des Ennuis and Lerasia, as Mer des Ennuis is currently investing the equivalent of Lerasia’s GDP.”

He took a drink of water… this would be a long one.

“Unfortunatly, the Armed Republic disagrees with several of these points. The CRL has been elected into power, and thus holds the majority support. While we agree that the CRL should be strongly represented in the governing body, we feel that a constitution will be required to establish a senate or house of representatives, not a treaty. Furthermore,” he glared at Fein, “Fien has lead a rebellion and separation movement against Lerasia, and still has yet to answer for crimes committed as head of the Securiforce. If Fien is given ANY role in government, it will be a mockery and a travesty. If anything, the man should be executed as was his former boss! It is also for this reason that we cannot allow Mrs. Fien to have any role in Lerasian politics. The FLA, DRL, and Leramilitia are neither recognized military or paramilitary groups, but insurgents who have acted only to destabilize Lerasia. Mer des Ennuis, with the agreement of President Truka, will grant these soldiers amnesty to build bridges and promote reconciliation. However,” he pounded his fist “we cannot allow charismatic leaders who are against the CRL the opportunity to sieze power!”

He took a third drink, composing his thoughts.

”Keep it up.” the earpiece chattered.

“Lastly, we come to Ennuisian involvement in Lerasia. Kanostas is not under corporate rule, but is under the control of the CRL. The CRL wanted to hold elections, but lacked a police force that was loyal to the new Lerasia. Mer des Ennuis stepped in, and set up secure election sites. Any person with eyes who walk the streets of Kanostas will see Ennuisian personnel patrolling the streets, accompanied by Lerasians. Attempts to create any Lerasian paramilitary organizations such as citizen policemen and a legitimate Lerasian military have been stymied by the actions of Fien and his forces. Mer des Ennuis will continue to maintain a military presence in Lerasia until legitimate governmental forces can take control.”

He sat back, and gave a slight smile to Truka.

The Prince smiled, he had expected this.

"Pardon me Delegate Turing, but I'm sure you have the numbers of the recent elections, Mr. Truka won with 68%. This leaves 32% in dissent, I'm sure many of these voted for Mr. Fien, I am also sure that the heavy presence of foreign troops in support of the government and party of CRL felt little difference between the CRL and Romescu, and thus voted for CRL out of fear, I am not blaming Mer Des Ennuis as you are doing your best in a difficult situation, but you must admitt that this could account to many of the votes for Mr. Truka. Also I'm sure you are aware that Mr. Truka also worked for Romescu, and problem committed crimes, should he and his government be arrested and executed? No, Romescu collapsed because his ministers abandoned him for the better future of their nation. These reasons are the reasons we believe Fien should be given the Vice Presidency."

"We nominate Mrs. Fien because she has had little involvement in either side, and has had some government experience. She has been staying in Droskianishk and aloof to the politics and goings on inside Lerasia."

"As to the military organizations of North Lerasia, they are the only reliable, organized, and well trained troops from Lerasia. Having fellow Lerasians providing security for the citizenry could help Lerasians gain confidence in their government, whereas a heavy presence of foreign troops both conveys a message of a useless government but a foreign one. These troops cannot be defined as terrorists as they have not been targeting, with exception to the latest attacks, civilians. THey have been targeting Ennuisian soldiers which are legitimate targets."

"The CRL government should not win an all or nothing type of government, but should be held accountable by a sizeable minority party. Considering the Lerasian Socialist Party under Fien is the second most powerful in the country it only makes since that this party should also have some say over what happens in the country."

"In the EDC Droskianishkwould be willing to match Ennuis dollar for dollar. And should this conference fail due to Ennuisian stuborness, we will be forced to begin to pour that funding into Northern Lerasia."

Mer de Noms – Mer des Ennuis, Capitol Building

“The prince is trying to play hardball, but he said so much that he probably didn’t.” said Viktor Krzysztof, Director of International Relations.

“Indeed, supporting a terrorist leader outright, and admitting to harboring his wife, and probably Fein… and they consistently say my men are legitimate targets” replied Kaspyr Wojtek, General of the Armies.

“What a crock of shit!” laughed Krzysztof, “They want to dissolve Northern Lerasia, yet are willing to finance it?”

Drosk – Droskianishk, Confrence Room

The Lieutenant walked up to Willard, and whispered into his ear.

“There are protests going on outside claiming Fein is a tyrant who should be turned over… the Prince has to know this already.”

The ear piece went off again.

”Allright Mr Turing, here’s what you’ll say. You will call the idea of a split executive branch Ludacris, and remind them that Fein is a wanted terrorist in most of civilized Lerasia”

“Sir, you insult myself and Mr Truka” began Willard, his dull voice remaining strong, “We cannot sooner dictate to the People of Lerasia from another country than you can. The people have spoken, and they support Mr. Truka for president. Do you honestly propose we split 32% of Mr Truka off and sew on Fein? Nonsense! The CRL will in due time propose a constitution, one that Mer des Ennuis would like to see a provision for a senate. I must furthermore remind you that most of the law-abiding citizens of Lerasia would like to see Fien dead, and you honestly propose he be put in the executive branch?”

”Accuse Droskianishk of harboring terrorists, they admit to holding Fein, call our soldiers valid targets, and are supporting Fein moreso than Lerasia, and are apparently supporting Northern Lerasian separatists. They will not win a war against us. Let them know that. You might also want to know that we have several satelites observing the confrence. When Fein leaves, we will be able to track him and, once he crosses into Lerasia, eliminate him.”

“Furemore, you must choose your words more carefully. Mr. Fien here is a wanted terrorist. You have already admitted to harboring his wife, who you want to put at the helm of the state police? You want the former head of the secret police’s wife to head the state police? Do you honestly think that Fein would not hold influence in his old post, in addition to your proposition of him put next to the helm of state? Droskianishk has already admitted to harboring Mrs. Fien, are we to presume that Droskianishk is harboring other terrorists as well? Already your rhetoric, both within and without this conference, has called our soldiers, may I remind you, PEACEKEEPERS, ‘valid targets.’ Sir, those are the words of a terrorist, not those of a benevolent foreign power. You have already shown far more sympathy to Fien than most Lerasians do, and now you threaten to funnel funds into Northern Lerasia? The very province addressed by your first order of business that you, on the surface, apparently want to dissolve? Sir, I will remind you on behalf of the Ennuisian government: These actions are not taken lightly, and if Droskianishk is found to be harboring or supporting terrorists or forces who have attacked Ennuisian personnel, then a state of war shall exist between our nations. This is a war you will. not. win. You are either for a free and unified Lerasia, or you are against it, there is no inbetween. Lerasia will stand up in its own good time, and your words indicate that you want to beat it down by giving THAT" he said, pointing at Fein ”man more power than he had before."

2. The end of a soley CRL government over all of Lerasia.
3. The acceptance of President Fien as Vice President Fien of all Lerasia. And the Socialist Party of Lerasia (Under Fien) as the minority party.
6.The appointment of Mrs. Fien as head of State Department (Internal Security, or equivalent)
8. and Leramilitia soldiers as trainers and security personell.

"These are the points we disagree with! said Truka over the microphone.
This is the future of my country, i dont want to see any return to a Romescu Era, and yes i was primminister under Romescu but you have to understand, we were all his dogs, if he said bite, we bit, none of us had any choice so to say i'm a criminal or committed atrocities, we were all just following orders, you know, every citizen of Lerasia has to share some guilt, weather they were a securiforce informer or they turned a bliond eye to an attorciety. so it would be wrong to call any government member a criminal but in Fiens case he was......"

"WHAT! now you want to point all the blame on me!" Yelled Fien
"I worked most of my life for Lerasia! i did not want to see our goals and dreams go to waste, i couldnt stand by and watch you shread Lerasia's culture away by buring it under foriegn companies!"

"Fien you fleed like a coward, you knew if you were found you would be killed like Romescu!"

"You betrayed Lerasia! did you expect me to just disapear and leave to you bring ruin to Lerasia, if you havnt noticed i am loved in the northern states, they support me! the Leramilitia want to preserve Lerasian Soveriegnty, North Lerasia is FREE LERASIA, we are realistic though, and as long as you are in power with your puppet masters we will never see a liberated south Lerasia so we at least want a free state in the north, we will be patient because the people will see you for a fraud! just allow North Lerasian Soveriegnty its the least we want, other wise the CRL can get the hell out of Lerasia and hide in there Mer des Ennuis master state!"

Truka tried to calm himself down
"Listen here, everyone, the last thing any of us want is a war, especially if Lerasia is going to be the battle ground! we have to try and stop any outbreak of war because we are all trying to come up with a solution"

Fien leaned up to the microphone in front of his delegation
"we only ask at the least that you will recognise the Democratic Republic of Lerasia as a soverign state, we have the full power in these area's, you have no authority in these area's and the people have already decided to fight for the DRL, try to learn from past mistakes Mer des Ennuis, the Vietcong defeated the USA, you dont want to have that situation on you, do you?"

"Fien if you really are being realistic, then you must realize that claiming a 3rd of Lerasian terratory is unrealistic and that you have infact seized this area illegally through the remanants of the Securiforce, whcih most of the former members have joined your new government!"

OOC: Who ever is controlling Fien will need to TG me where he is and what the structure/cave/hole is like.

Willard growled under his breath "The USA didn't crucify the VC and leave the bodies to rot...", flipping the microphone off before he said it. He scribbled a quick note, reading:

"The conference is being watched by eyes in the sky. A ranger element will either capture or kill Fein within a few hours of him stepping foot in Lerasia. Blot this out after you read it."

He held it up, and handed it to the Lieutenant, who silently handed Truka the note.

the Prince smilled slightly, "It seems to me that Mer Des Ennuis overestimates itself, our economy is $20 trillion higher than yours. We have strong international ties. You do not want a war with Droskianishk. We do not want a war with you, although you continously war-monger. Invading a nation makes your troops whether or not they call themselves peacemakers legitimate targets. The same would be true if Droskianishk troops did so, we would not call them 'terrorists'. We do not want to see the split of the executive branch, you misunderstand us, Fien would be under Truka. This is a way of compromising. We do not war-monger as you Ennuisians do. We will not allow Ennuis to trample the nation of Lerasia."

OOC: well at the moment Fien is staying in the Bug free rooms in this conference room i guess? But while in Lerasia he stays in the northern city of Guren in what use to be the city police station that was cleared out and formed into his HQ. but he either travels by helicopter or by a large group of transport trucks or cars when he goes back to Lerasia, on the large, northern controlled Highway. The Police station is a 6 story high building, with a helipad on the roof, he mainly lives in the basement area, B2, where he does most of his work.

"Ok how about this" said Fien
"Lets allow the people of the north to see which ruler they would prefer and which government they would prefer, any majority or maybe with 70% will allow me to create an independant state in the north. This is fair, the people have already expressed thier support for me, why cant you see that, but i will allow this to take place so you can apporve it, you can even monitor the elections to make sure they are fair! now you cant disagree with this surely"

"Fien you cant just make a claim on Lerasia, have a vote and then cut Lerasia in half, plus if your state did ever exist Berezin would be far to close!"

Willard Turing was getting annoyed. Lerasia was going to advance under the wings of the Ennuisians, and these royalists didn’t seem to get it.

”Indeed, but our defense budget seems to speak otherwise.”

“Repeat the rhetoric Willard. We’ve also received confirmation that civil police recruiting sites and Lerasian Guard sites are swelling with recruits, and we’re actually able to be selective; we are going to raise and train five guard divisions for Kanostas. Let them know that. We are also ready to deploy additional forces; they’ll be berthing at dawn. The Droskianishkians should not know that.”

“Sir Prince, we do not seek to start a useless war that can only serve as a blight upon the nation of Lerasia and Droskianishk, but we implore you to abandon your belligerent rhetoric. Civilians are not ‘legitimate targets’ and these latest attacks show the lows that Fein will stoop too for power. I am, however, pleased to announce that the Ennuisian military has announced the formation of five guard divisions and a civil police force, and Lerasians are overcrowding the recruiting stations. I am told that once trained, these two forces will be handed over to the CRL and will take over the security of Kanostas, freeing our forces from peacekeeping in Kanostas. As the Lerasians successfully stand up, we will stand down.”

After Fein and Truka’s little spat, Willard leaned forward into the microphone.

“I must question the legitimacy of Fein’s proposed northern state. Fein, other than the apparent backing you receive from Droskianishk, you have no legimate claim on Lerasia. You’ve lost the election, and therefore can make no claim to power. Such divisive rhetoric further discredits any claim that you would successfully intergrate with a CRL led Lerasia. We must further question the need for an intergovernmental Economic Development Council, and instead propse that Mr. Truka create an Economic Advisory Council with broad advisory powers, and populated and managed by civilian economists. This would let Lerasia steer their ship of state rather than you or I.”

Fien turned to the Ennuisians
"Well you know what. My party was never represented in the elections, we boycotted them the other percentage of votes belongs to the other party's like that female democrat's, her party and the like But if we did take part in those foriegn controlled elections the only reason i see my party losing would be if YOU rigged them! so now i say this, let the Northern Lerasians vote to decide who their future path will be!"

”Mr. Turing,” spoke the sordid boon of an earpiece, “I don’t think you need us to tell you what to say.”

Willard nodded slightly, almost subconsciously, before he replied to Fein, who he thought looked like he would start sweating bullets any minute.

“Mr. Gordea,” his voice boomed through the microphone, “You’re choice to boycott the election only showed your contempt for the democratic process, and does not change the legitimacy of the elections themselves. Great pains were taken in Ennuisian controlled areas to avoid ANY form of voter intimidation, under pain of death. Your party” he said with a sneer “may not have allowed Northern Lerasia to vote, and that will be your downfall. Indeed, some misguided fools may have voted for you as President in the free and open elections, and you lost.”

“We know the tactics of the FLA, you will win an election in the north through fear and intimidation in the same way you maintain power. The fact you are allowed to sit here among heads of state, both legitimately elected and appointed by birth” he said, motioning.to President Truka and the Prince “shows a contempt for the Lerasian people as a whole. Your way has no place in Lerasia, and this separatist movement will be nothing more than a memory in five years time, the hollow corpse of a dying tyranny. You, your regime, and your hope for another police state, Fien Gordea, are dead.”

"Well said, Mr. Turing, you a fuckin' poet?" laughed the earpiece.

The prince was rather uncomfortable, he knew the king was unwilling to resort to total war, but he also knew the king was unwilling to relinquish influence in Lerasia.

"Delegates I would like to inform you all that if the concessions of Fiens vice-presidency in a unified government, then Droskianishk will not encourage the nearly 150,000 Lerasian refugees currently living in Droskianishk to move back to Lerasia. Droskianishk will also place an embargo on Lerasia without a unified government. Droskianishk wishes to see a unified government. Our proposal only garauntees Fiens safety, and his vice-presidency for one term. After that term the people may elect him from office. If this compromise or some variant of cannot be reached, I fear that many Ennuisians and Lerasians will wastefully lose their lives in a civil war, caused by the belligerent and unbending tone of those present here. Droskianishk will fund no civil war, but points out that many other nations probably would be more than willing to do so. I implore you Ennuisians to accept this compromise. Droskianishk will not accept the complete and total domination of foreign will over those Lerasians living in the North which apparently choose to do so. If they did not, and this being a time of turmoil for Lerasia, why would they not rebel? Surely Fien could not have built up such a infrastructure of fear in so little time." The prince had a small grin on his face. He was comfortable again.

Fien leaned over to the Microphone.

"Mer des Ennuis, bla, bla, bla! i think if YOU delegation left the room we might acually make a lot of progress! you are the biggest hurdle to Lerasian soveriegnty, I see it, you want Lerasia to remain under the weak and spineless government of Truka's just so you can easily control them! Thats it! North Lerasian wont settle for anything less then full independence! You ennusians are the Boot on the wind pipe of the Lerasians! Let us be free! Free from your obsene exploitation, your insistence to make Lerasians slave to you all!"

Fien sat down in his chair waiting for a response. The look on his face seemed to hint he was preparing another heated speech

Prince Nikako shot a cold look at Fien. Fien could be just as bad as the Ennuisians.

OOC: I'm starting work, and I haven't had much free time. Post tomorrow. I promise.

"No, I'm afraid not my illegitimate counterpart. Mer des Ennuis has all but prevented Lerasia from collapsing into chaos during the early days of its freedoms. While we are resuscitating the nation, you continually smash it with a hammer.” Willards voice rose into a roar.

”Mention that we will withdraw when Lerasians can stand up to internal and external oppression” spoke the earpiece.

“Lerasia will live in fear if you have anything to say about it! Mer des Ennuis will leave Lerasia to defend itself once it is capable of doing so, and you are against that. As long as Lerasia remains crippled, you can hold sway over it with your fear tactics. You brought your fate upon yourself long ago, and your idiocy of boycotting a legitimate election only brought your own downfall. Lerasia will become a regional power, far from the basket case it is now. Mer des Ennuis has brought jobs, power, and soon, water treatment, a first for Kanostas. Her runways will land massive birds at all times of the day, while her ports will be teaming. Her citizens will be happy, and free of oppression. Your actions, Fein, have only shown that you are against that.”

"You, Sir Prince, are mistaken. Fein Gordea has already organized paramilitary groups to assault Ennuisian troops, and commands the oppressors of the Romescu regime. The citizens of Lerasia have elected a man and a party. What you propose goes against the will of the people who matter most! As we sit here blowing hot air, the Ennuisian military and Lerasian nationalists are gathering to unleash a fury against this separtist movement. Any war fought under these circumstances will only result in a free Lerasia, free of fear, free of oppression, and free of self-appointed Romescu relic-leaders. There can be no other way."

"Except a considerable percentage of Lerasians voted for an alternative of Truka. And another large percentage support Fien and have launched him into power. Fien would not be in control of a unified government, but he would have considerable influence and sway. Neither Truka nor Fien have the experience of running a government. I think we should allow Truka and Fien to discuss this proposal instead of ourselves, it is their government and their nation after all." The prince said cooly looking towards Truka and Fien.

Turing sat back, stone faced, waiting for Truka or Goreda to speak.

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Fien began to speak
"look, Truka I will agree to a united Lerasia under your parties leadership as long as I am vice president BUT all i want you to do in Return is expell all of the Ennusians and sign cultural, trade and co-operation treaties with Droskianishk at least let a regional, friendly neighbor look after us but not some off continent foriegner! let the Droskianishk's train our armies, send advisors and technicians and set up our economy"

"Listen you cant expect to...........Fien you cant just expect to be given the 2nd most powerful position in Lerasia sfter boycotting the election. The Ennusians are holding the country up with out them we would collapse"

"Fine, I Will remain as a new independent party but i should have some say maybe 20% of the government. and some of my party members can become ministers, how is that"

Truka was silent he didnt know where this change in attitude had come from maybe Fien was up to something. He also had no idea how to respond and he looked over at the Ennusians for maybe them to step in for some direction

“Mr. Goreda, you seem to misunderstand. You LOST the election. If you want to have any role in a legitimate Lerasian government, you will be free to have members of your… party… run for assembly seats; provided that you haven’t taken your band of fools off the deep end. Mr. Truka has won, and he has been given the mandate to appoint the other members of his executive branch, not you.”

Willard was getting tired, but he had a job to do. Lerasia would not fall to tyranny as long as he lived and breathed… and had the Ennuisian army behind him.