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Calizorinstani State Visit to the PSR (Closed)

British Londinium
05-07-2007, 23:31
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Official Communiqué

To Calizorinstan:

We are extremely pleased that you would like to come to British Londinium on a state visit. I personally will meet your Foreign Affairs Minister at Kensington International Airport and tour him through the city, the visit culminating in a meeting with the Consul and assembled Cabinet.

Sincerely,
The Rt. Hon. Cecilia Belladini, MP
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Calizorinstan
05-07-2007, 23:36
To: British Londinium

We'd be honored to, he's already airborne, headed for Kensington International. We hope this meeting will be fruitful for us both...

Foreign Minister Secretary
Jenny Jones


IC:

John Macked was already flying in his personal XB-70 Valkyrie to Kensington, he had his feet up on the cockpit dashboard, reading a newspaper, when he saw the airport, he quickly put his feet on the floor, and said to Kensington Tower "This is Calizorinstani Two, I request permission to land at Kensington Airport over."
British Londinium
05-07-2007, 23:38
"Kensington International to Cali Two, cleared for landing at the third runway. Please taxi to the designated private hangar," signaled the air traffic control tower.
Calizorinstan
05-07-2007, 23:40
John answered "Roger that.." He set the XB-70 on the third runway, and taxied to the designated hanger, shutting off the roaring Olympus engines, and he climbed down the long crew access ladder on the belly of the airplane.
British Londinium
05-07-2007, 23:47
Waiting for Mr Macked would be a woman in a deep purple suit with long, flowing red hair and ice-cold blue eyes saluting him by placing her fist against her left hip, then thrusting it forth at a forty-five degree angle, palm flat and facing towards the ground. The woman, Cecilia Belladini, smiled warmly as he approached.

"Welcome to the République Souverain de Populus, Hetære Macked. I trust you had a pleasant flight."
Calizorinstan
05-07-2007, 23:50
John Macked took her hand and kissed it gently, and then shook it, so he'd have all the bases covered and said "I had a wonderful journey here, I like this place..."
British Londinium
05-07-2007, 23:54
She blushed faintly.

"Lovely to hear that, Hetære Macked." She glanced at the silver watch on her wrist.

"It seems, Hetære, that it is time for dinner, and in this nation, one must abide by schedule," Cecilia said warmly. "I can arrange for a taxi to take us to the East End near the harbour, where we'd have a much larger culinary selection than what's available out here."
The World Soviet Party
05-07-2007, 23:56
OOC: Maybe you could arrange for a visit to my base?

You know, just to give him an idea of what's waiting there, just in case... :D
Calizorinstan
05-07-2007, 23:58
John Macked grinned and said "Sure, what an adventure, I'd be grateful, my in-flight oven, had a little, shall you say problem, so did my toilet..." He nodded towards the blue ice leaking out of the aircraft, with a shop vac seen at the bottom of the ladder, with a hose up top. He said "I think the taxi drivers know where we are right?"
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 00:02
"Definitely," Cecilia replied. She withdrew a small, yellowish box from her pocket and depressed a red button, then replaced it. Within half a minute, a yellow taxi with a black-and-white checker stripe across the side drove up to the hanger.

"Technology is a wonderful thing," Cecilia marveled to John. "The taxondre. Developed by our government. Places a signal on taxi radio bands to alert them to a customer in need."

The driver opened the rear doors for them, and, as soon as they were in, sped off towards the downtown area.
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 00:03
OOC: Maybe you could arrange for a visit to my base?

You know, just to give him an idea of what's waiting there, just in case... :D

OOC: Lulz. It's a bit off, but sure. :D
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 00:04
John shook his head in amazement as they drove along and sighed and said as he looked out the window "This sure as heck beats my previous job, fighting the undead..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 00:06
"The undead?" asked Cecilia. "I'm surprised that a senior government official would have that in his past. Was Calizorinstan host to an outbreak?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 00:11
"The undead?" asked Cecilia. "I'm surprised that a senior government official would have that in his past. Was Calizorinstan host to an outbreak?"

John shook his head, and said "That was 5 months ago, before I became Foreign Minister, I was in an undead fighting squad called the QCS, Quarantine Command and Control squad, it composed of me, and 5 other people, one a girl, and they'd all become my best friends, ah, I was the head of my special operations command then.."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 00:16
"Dear Juno," gasped Cecilia. "What happened?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 00:19
John smiled and said "Our first mission, went very well, there were no human survivor's of the outbreak, only zombies, so I and the rest of the squad had to kill all zombies until dawn of the next day, I think I killed 120 zombies at least, the second mission same, the third, went completley haywire, our helicopter crashed, and we had to defend the drop zone until allies arrived..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 00:27
"I hope your squad made it out in time. As a former zombie hunter, though, I'm sure you'd appreciate the training our forces go through to prevent outbreaks. Perhaps our governments could collaborate on that issue," Cecilia said. The taxi driver opened the glass screen dividing the cabin of the car.

"Yo, anywhere in particular?" he asked the two passengers.

"Hetære Macked, does any type of cuisine appeal to you specifically?" Cecilia asked.
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 00:31
John smiled and said "Well, Mexican food, if that's available here, I love that stuff.., well to answer your question Cecilia, my squad made it out alive, but on the 3,4,5 missions, all went haywire for some reason." He shrugged and leaned back and smiled.
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 01:38
"Mexican food is a rarity in this country," Cecilia remarked. "But I know just the place." She turned to the driver. "Potzolcalli," she ordered, closing the glass screen.

The taxi pulled to a stop in front of the restaurant, a bustling mecca of neon and an elegant symphony of smells.
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 01:41
John grinned and hopped out, and walked in to the restaurant with Cecilia, and said "This smells like Salsa, a Mexican food place in Calizorinstan.." His Apple iPhone went off and he grabbed it and said "Hello Blackjack, ah, Lord Sumguy, uh-huh, oh hello Mr.Sumguy, how are you?, ah, good, I am in British Londinium right now, with Cecilia here, ok, see ya, good bye.." He hung up and sheepishly grinned at Cecilia, and said "Lord Sumguy is in Calizorinstan, having a little meeting with the President..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 02:00
"Not a problem, Hetære Macked," Cecilia replied, giving a reassuring smile. "Or perhaps I should call you John. Either way, I'd like to thank you for the privilege of dining with you on this fine night. It's not every night I can eat Mexican with a young and handsome diplomat."

A waiter in a black vest and bow tie approached the pair.

"Salus, senex y senexa. Quomo poeré accommodat vos este vespe?" he asked in Volscian.

"Un bisprecan por le Ministre ab Áfore Alius," she replied briskly. "Y necessé un seniscalus ese disa Albian."

The waiter quickly seated the pair and departed.

"I'm so sorry about that," Cecilia apologized. "I'm afraid not all people here know English very well. I was getting us a waiter that does."

A new server appeared.

"Hi, welcome to Potzolcalli, my name's Steven and I'll be your server tonight," he said. "Anything to drink?"

"Yes," Cecilia replied. "A glass of Vernaccia red wine, please." Turning to John, she explained, "Vernaccia's grown just outside of the city. It's delectable."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 02:10
John blushed and said "I am not that young, and certainly the 20 years of being in the air force, special operation command, and now back to the air force, but I might be handsome, I was in the movie "Calizorinstan Top Gun", like Top Gun, except mostly Calizorinstanian settings and characters and a slightly different plot.." He took his red wine and sipped it and said "For a newcomer, this wine is very good..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 02:14
"Twenty years? Wow," Cecilia said, twinkling at John. "You hardly look a day over twenty-five. Now, if you'd be so kind, tell me what it's like in Calizorinstan...but, above all, tell me about yourself - I'd like to get to know you better, since, we will be working together...closely in the future. At least, that's my hope."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 02:18
"Twenty years? Wow," Cecilia said, twinkling at John. "You hardly look a day over twenty-five. Now, if you'd be so kind, tell me what it's like in Calizorinstan...but, above all, tell me about yourself - I'd like to get to know you better, since, we will be working together...closely in the future. At least, that's my hope."

John smirked and said "Well, I joined the Calizorinstani Air Force at 27 years old, my mother had been murdered by Khilistani's (I'll get to that later), and my father was an alcoholic, who attempted to murder me multiple times, the very last time he tried to kill me, I wanted to spare him the death penalty, so I took my Colt 1905, and drew it, he pulled out his Calizorinstani Army Colt 1911 and shot me in the shoulder twice, and I fired once, in his heart, and he dropped. It was a very tough court battle, I almost got the death penalty, but I was drafted into the Calizorinstai Air Force, but anyhow, I flew the F-4D for 5 years, then transfered to the F-4E, it was a F-4 with cannons in the nose" He explained and then said "These Khilistani's, believe that we Calizorinstanian's, are "unworthy to own our land", and thus they live in the northern parts, and they tried to raid us, so I and 3-4 of my best wingmen, were sent to bomb their harbor, and on that mission, I sank 85% of their navy, they only had 5-6 ancient WWII era destroyers, and 1 Korea Era Aircraft carrier, and 2 "Pennslyvania" class battleship's, but I lost all 4 of my wingman, the Khilistani small arm's and flak fire was deadly accurate, and I barely escaped myself, those 4 men were my best friends.."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 02:21
"I'm so sorry for your loss," said Cecilia, placing her soft, silky hand on John's knee. "How did you get from air force draftee to foreign minister for your country? That's a...big step."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 02:26
John smiled weakly "Ah ha, there's the interesting one, I flew F-14's through the years, until I got an invintation to come to the CSOCOM (our special operation forces) headquarter's, there I was promoted to Lt.Col, and I was sent in on 6 High Value Target raid's, which I did very well in, capturing 7 high value terrorist leader's, which were executed, and then I rose through the rank's to Brig.Gen, then some Captain thought it a brilliant idea to send me to the undead fighting squad that I told you about earlier, well, I wish I could get my hands on him now.."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 02:31
"And you performed so well that the government had to promote you!" laughed Cecilia.

The waiter returned. "Are you ready to order?" he inquired. The pair nodded (OOC: Forgive me for the indiscretion, just to keep moving).

Cecilia peered at the menu quickly before replied, "I'll have the Mexican chilli lamb with sweet and sour leeks."

"And you, sir?" the waiter asked John.
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 02:36
"And you performed so well that the government had to promote you!" laughed Cecilia.

The waiter returned. "Are you ready to order?" he inquired. The pair nodded (OOC: Forgive me for the indiscretion, just to keep moving).

Cecilia peered at the menu quickly before replied, "I'll have the Mexican chili lamb with sweet and sour leeks."

"And you, sir?" the waiter asked John.

OOC: It's alright, I understand that very well.

IC:
John said "I'll have a bean, cheese and rice burrito, with salsa mexicana inside please.." He smiled as the waiter took his order and said to Cecilia "I am quite shocked that I was promoted to Foreign Minister really, I guess the previous one resigned over some scandal that I cannot remember, it was silly really, but good for me I suppose, in all of my time in the Calizorinstani Air Force, I've shot down 65 Khilistani/Baat'hist/Black Eagle fighter's, those names I gave are all rebel organization's, I am appearently the top scoring Calizorinstani Ace..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 02:42
"Impressive," Cecilia commented, gazing at John's eyes in an almost admiring way. "That takes a lot of skill. But when you aren't defending the country or graciously taking Londinian Ministers of Foreign Affairs to dinner, what do you like to do?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 02:45
"Impressive," Cecilia commented. "That takes a lot of skill. But when you aren't defending the country or graciously taking Londinian Ministers of Foreign Affairs to dinner, what do you like to do?"

John grinned wide, and smiled and said "I play in a hard blues/rock'n roll band called the "Imperial Troopers."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 02:49
"Rock and roll?" She leaned in close, her mouth nearly touching John's ear. "Between you and me, I love rock and roll. Sssh, though." Reclining back into her seat, Cecilia continued. "But rock hasn't hit the mainstream in British Londinium, and it isn't...acceptable quite yet. But tell me - what do you like? What, for instance, is your favourite colour, your favourite food? I, for one, think we ought to get to know each other..."

Still smiling, her hand slowly began to rub the Calizorinstani's knee.
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 04:11
John grinned as she rubbed his knee and said "First, my favorite colour is blue, my favorite food pizza, I want to get to know you too, would you mind if I extended my stay here, out of all the diplomats I've ever met, you're the best mannered one, if you want to see rude, check out the Khilistanians..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 14:57
A waiter placed both of their dishes, still steaming hot, on the table, and the pair proceed to eat.

"The government has already taken care of your reservations," Cecilia replied. "The presidential suite at the Hôtel Internacionale (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bc/Dariushhotel1.jpg), and I'm sure that the Consul would not mind an extended stay. But, tell me, what's it like where you live? Warm, cold? Hilly, flat, on the shore?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 15:13
John smiled and said "Luckily, I live inland, where it get's quite cold sometimes, my nation is quite full of mountains you know, and lot's of small hills.."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 15:16
"Cold? It never gets cold here. I've never been to the mountains, to be honest. Born and raised right here, in Kensington. Flat's just a few blocks away. John, are you a...sporting man?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 15:21
John grinned and said "Yeah, I am, to some extent, the northern territory's, rumor has it, there are the last surviving dinosaurs in the world, and I don't mean cloned ones like in Jurassic Park."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 15:23
John grinned and said "Yeah, I am, to some extent, the northern territory's, rumor has it, there are the last surviving dinosaurs in the world, and I don't mean cloned ones like in Jurassic Park."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 16:22
"Then, after dinner, I must take you to play shamshir-saif - Londinian fencing," Cecilia responded. "Very interesting game, though it takes a certain amount of immodesty to play. I'm sure you'd like it."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 21:12
Bumpage for Cali.
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 21:17
John smiled and said "Yeah, I'd like to go and see that, hold on it appears as though I've gotten a call.." He picked up his iPhone, and as he listened his face grew tense and said in a calmest softest voice he could manage, "What, you let those Khilistani men onboard the R.C.S Mira Mesa, and what happened, oh my, alrighty, bye.." John looked pale, and his face was as white as a sheet and said grimly "4 Khilistani terrorist's boarded one of our battleships, and blew up an atomic bomb onboard, now, half of San Diego is destroyed, and the ship is on it's side, still above water..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 21:19
"Oh my," muttered Cecilia. "My condolences. Well, once you've finished eating, we can begin the 'official' tour that I've been charged with."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 21:25
John relaxed and said "I am finished, are you ready, I am sure I can solve the mess in notime back home, but I'll relax while I'm here..."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 21:36
A waiter approached holding a bill; Cecilia merely shook her head and commanded, "Carcaya a Ministre ab Áfore Alius."

She gently took a hold of the Calizorinstani diplomat's hand as they walked out of the restaurant.

"Well, John, our first stop, since we're close, will be the shamshir-saif grounds. I think we can afford to take the time to play."

Cecilia smiled. "But I hope you're good with a sword, and that exposure isn't an issue. You see, every repressed society must have its outlet, shamshir-saif serves as ours. It's played on a fifteen by fifteen metre square, and each competitor is given a dulled scimitar, and fight. First to make five contacts wins. Simple enough, really."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 21:40
A waiter approached holding a bill; Cecilia merely shook her head and commanded, "Carcaya a Ministre ab Áfore Alius."

She gently took a hold of the Calizorinstani diplomat's hand as they walked out of the restaurant.

"Well, John, our first stop, since we're close, will be the shamshir-saif grounds. I think we can afford to take the time to play."

Cecilia smiled. "But I hope you're good with a sword, and that exposure isn't an issue. You see, every repressed society must have its outlet, shamshir-saif serves as ours. It's played on a fifteen by fifteen metre square, and each competitor is given a dulled scimitar, and fight. First to make five contacts wins. Simple enough, really."

John grinned and said "Yeah, I'd love to, I used a katana on zombies while I was in that undead fighting squad, and I practiced swordfighting with my sniper, she was a good duelist.." As they approached the grounds, he saw a Calizorinstan Imperial Airlines Concorde come into land and he grinned wide at Cecilia..
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 21:44
"These, though, are single-handed, bear in mind," she replied, opening the door for him into the grounds. They were like a large football (soccer) field, with pairs of combatants battling within squares of white paint on the artificial grass. Cecilia grabbed two scimitars, and, tossing one to John, said, "Shall we?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 21:49
John grinned and said "Yes, let's get started!" This would keep his mind off of the battleship blowing up, and he got in the on guard position, ready for Cecilia to start...
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 21:51
She raised her eyebrow curiously. "You're not in the right, erm, uniform," she laughed. "Or should I say lack thereof. This game follows the traditions of the ancient Greeks, and we all know how they dressed during the Olympics..."

Cecilia quickly disrobed, not giving it a second thought. "But if you aren't comfortable, I think we can make an exception for a new player."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 21:54
John snickered and nearly fell over laughing but straightened up and said "I hope you aren't totally naked, I am afraid, that I have several bullet wounds where I'd disrobe.."
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 21:56
"I'd hate to, ah, dash those hopes, but I'm afraid that's how the game's been played for nearly two thousand years," Cecilia responded simply. "I've been playing since I was three, and after twenty-two years of nude shamshir-saif, it's hard to change. But I could understand if you were to remain as you are. It's awkward for first-timers. But, as I said, it's an outlet for a repressed and overly formal society."
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 22:01
"I'd hate to, ah, dash those hopes, but I'm afraid that's how the game's been played for nearly two thousand years," Cecilia responded simply. "I've been playing since I was three, and after twenty-two years of nude shamshir-saif, it's hard to change. But I could understand if you were to remain as you are. It's awkward for first-timers. But, as I said, it's an outlet for a repressed and overly formal society."

John smiled and said "I'd at least like my underwear on at least, I doubt that I'll get hurt will I?"
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 22:06
"Doubt it. At most a bruise or two." With a snap of her fingers, a noumpere (referee) approached to observe the game.

"And...play!" he bellowed.

Cecilia fluidly swung her scimitar at John, aiming square for his hip, while, at the same time, attempting to maintain the conversation.

"So, tell me," Cecilia said, gritting her teeth. "What is it like it Calizorinstan?"
Calizorinstan
06-07-2007, 22:16
John blocked, and gritted through his teeth "It's very interesting, it's like being in Paradise, always good weather, although inland, cloudy. I know a pardox.." He feinted, he pretended to aim for her leg, but as she swung down to block it, made contact with her neck and he relaxed, knowing it wasn't a life and death matter.
British Londinium
06-07-2007, 22:30
"Hit," the referee said. "One to zero...play!"

As John whirled his scimitar at her, she slammed hers at it to block, whilst saying, "It's tropical, then? How far would you say it is from here?" She released her sword, spinning around in an attempt to connect with his waist.
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 02:53
John smiled a bit, as he blocked her scmitar, and feinted to the neck, and went for the hip, faster then she could probably block and said "It's a similar climate to here really, I say we go onto the next stop in our tour when we're done with the game..."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 03:17
She winced in mock pain as she felt the cold steel meet her waist.

"Good idea," she laughed. "Allow me to re-dress myself." She handed her scimitar to the referee as she slipped her skirt back on. She pulled her shirt over her head, and as she buttoned the suit jacket, she asked John,

"Well, I think our next stop should be the Swanner Atrocities Memorial. I think it'll shed some light on why we are the way we are."

Cecilia once more took John's hand as they walked towards the memorial.

"I guess we ought to get down to business...though I do love our frolicking," she laughed. "What does your government want to get out of their relationship with British Londinium?"
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 03:52
She winced in mock pain as she felt the cold steel meet her waist.

"Good idea," she laughed. "Allow me to re-dress myself." She handed her scimitar to the referee as she slipped her skirt back on. She pulled her shirt over her head, and as she buttoned the suit jacket, she asked John,

"Well, I think our next stop should be the Swanner Atrocities Memorial. I think it'll shed some light on why we are the way we are."

Cecilia once more took John's hand as they walked towards the memorial.

"I guess we ought to get down to business...though I do love our frolicking," she laughed. "What does your government want to get out of their relationship with British Londinium?"

John looked puzzled and said "We're playing a dangerous game of balancing 7 nation's relations without angering or offending each, the President has informed me that we do not wish to get out of relations with British Londinium, however, we do not want to make enemies with anybody.., I cannot tell you how many times we were close to being nuked, one wrong word, one wrong gesture, one wrong message, and we'd have been gone..."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 04:04
Cecilia chuckled to herself.

"No, no. What I meant is, what do you want to achieve by engaging in relations with the PSR? Why are we worth Calizorinstan's while?"
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 04:07
Cecilia chuckled to herself.

"No, no. What I meant is, what do you want to achieve by engaging in relations with the PSR? Why are we worth Calizorinstan's while?"

John chuckled and said "We want a a defense treaty, and if not that, an economic alliance, you know trading and stuff, we have a huge automobile, and small arms industry, and some gold, lot's of it in the northern territory, thing is, the northern territory is dangerous, you've got, "Velcioraptors", and some very old cave people up there, they're like Tusken Raiders, but with modern weapons, but back to the main thing, we want to open up more relations with the PSR.."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 04:21
"I'm sure our economic advisers would be thrilled," Cecilia said. "They love it when a nation wants to trade - it means more of oil gets sold. Ah, here we are. I wanted to show you something."

They had reached the Swanner Atrocities Memorial (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/76/AussieExPOWList_Full.jpg/800px-AussieExPOWList_Full.jpg), a simple, unadorned black marble wall, inscribed only with a list of names.

"A great many people are fascinated by British Londinium, for the sole reason that we are so formal, that it is so horrifically 'repressed'. It amazes nations throughout the globe." She pointed to the wall. "All those people were tortured or executed by a Mr James Swanner. He was elected twelve years ago, not because he brought new ideas to the table, or because he was intelligent, but because he played on our emotions. He took our emotions and twisted them, turned them into his demented little minions. And over a billion were killed or tortured in six short years. Swanner caused the Sovereign League invasion - how many more were killed then?"

She paused to wipe the tears welling in her eyes.

"Our national pride was crushed. We'd been occupied, invaded, subjugated before - in 1994 the Atopians invaded and attempted to destroy us. But it was an external thing. But Swanner, he was one of us. He promised to bring British Londinium a glory-filled future, but do you know what he gave me? A broken family. My father was an activist, he was thrown into a giant blender. I remember my mother being force-fed his liquified remains. That night, she shot her brains out with a shotgun at point-blank range."

Cecilia breathed in deeply, recomposing herself.

"My apologies, John. I got a little bit off topic. Next, I guess, is the Monument to the Conquerors of Space." She held out her hand. "Shall we?"
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 04:46
"I'm sure our economic advisers would be thrilled," Cecilia said. "They love it when a nation wants to trade - it means more of oil gets sold. Ah, here we are. I wanted to show you something."

They had reached the Swanner Atrocities Memorial (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/76/AussieExPOWList_Full.jpg/800px-AussieExPOWList_Full.jpg), a simple, unadorned black marble wall, inscribed only with a list of names.

"A great many people are fascinated by British Londinium, for the sole reason that we are so formal, that it is so horrifically 'repressed'. It amazes nations throughout the globe." She pointed to the wall. "All those people were tortured or executed by a Mr James Swanner. He was elected twelve years ago, not because he brought new ideas to the table, or because he was intelligent, but because he played on our emotions. He took our emotions and twisted them, turned them into his demented little minions. And over a billion were killed or tortured in six short years. Swanner caused the Sovereign League invasion - how many more were killed then?"

She paused to wipe the tears welling in her eyes.

"Our national pride was crushed. We'd been occupied, invaded, subjugated before - in 1994 the Atopians invaded and attempted to destroy us. But it was an external thing. But Swanner, he was one of us. He promised to bring British Londinium a glory-filled future, but do you know what he gave me? A broken family. My father was an activist, he was thrown into a giant blender. I remember my mother being force-fed his liquified remains. That night, she shot her brains out with a shotgun at point-blank range."

Cecilia breathed in deeply, recomposing herself.

"My apologies, John. I got a little bit off topic. Next, I guess, is the Monument to the Conquerors of Space." She held out her hand. "Shall we?"

He held her hand and rubbed and said bowing slightly "I am extremely sorry, I feel like Harry when Dumbledore died when I heard that, I mean, I lost my father too, my mother, well, was murdered kind of, I mean some Baa'thist rebel's took her out back, and beheaded her, and I was sent a tape of it.., the memorials your nation builds are impressive.."
The World Soviet Party
07-07-2007, 04:52
OOC: Sorry for the interruption.

IC:

A random Soviet citizen that was visiting the memorials and happened to overhear the last past of the conversation, interrupted then:

"What the fuck is wrong with you people?!"

He then left the scene mumbling about the sick bastards that inahbited this piece of god-forsaken land.

OOC: Just had to do it, sorry :rolleyes:
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 05:03
"I think that's enough of a tour for one night," Cecilia said. "Tomorrow I will meet you at your hotel suite at seven am, sharp, for your briefing to prepare you for your meeting with the Consul. If you have trouble navigating to the hotel, just ask a cab driver to get you there."

And, with that, the Londinian Foreign Minister receded into the shadows.
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 15:43
John nodded and walked to the hotel and checked in, and got to his room, unpacked and called his sister Jenny and said sighing "Well babe, I got the hotel, ah the Foreign Minister was nice to me, I expected that..., well I am glad to see you safe and sound though.."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 15:49
Cecilia Belladini strode into the Hôtel Internacionale, followed closely by several LSS agents in dark black suits. She checked her watch.

0659 hours, she thought. Perfect.

She finally arrived at the Calizorinstani's suite, knocking on the door lightly.

"Hetære Macked, it's me, Cecilia Belladini. As I said, I'm here to prepare you for the meeting with the consul. Will you let me in?"
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 16:10
Cecilia Belladini strode into the Hôtel Internacionale, followed closely by several LSS agents in dark black suits. She checked her watch.

0659 hours, she thought. Perfect.

She finally arrived at the Calizorinstani's suite, knocking on the door lightly.

"Hetære Macked, it's me, Cecilia Belladini. As I said, I'm here to prepare you for the meeting with the consul. Will you let me in?"

John Macked opened the door, he was fully dressed and attired for the day in a black blazer and pants, and a blue shirt and tie, and said "Yes, my room's clean, you can most certainly prepare me for the meeting." He pulled out a chair for Cecilia.
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 16:19
"Thank you," Cecilia replied, sitting down. "We'll be meeting the consul in the Aedifices Parliamentarii, in the meeting room of the consular cabinet. Most of the people there will be stony-faced and rigid to you - don't take it personally. When you enter the room, the Consul will be sitting at the head of the table. Stand directly opposite of him, place your right fist at your hip, and thrust your arm forward like you would in a Roman salute, palm facing down. The Consul will return the salute. If you would like to shake his hand, feel free, but bear in mind that he will ask for a sanitizing wipe from his aides and cleanse his hands with it. It's not a statement against you - the Consul has a mild case of OCD and is terrified of pathogens. Since it'll be close to breakfast time, he might invite you to breakfast with the cabinet and he - it'd be wise to accept. Any questions?"
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 16:23
"Thank you," Cecilia replied, sitting down. "We'll be meeting the consul in the Aedifices Parliamentarii, in the meeting room of the consular cabinet. Most of the people there will be stony-faced and rigid to you - don't take it personally. When you enter the room, the Consul will be sitting at the head of the table. Stand directly opposite of him, place your right fist at your hip, and thrust your arm forward like you would in a Roman salute, palm facing down. The Consul will return the salute. If you would like to shake his hand, feel free, but bear in mind that he will ask for a sanitizing wipe from his aides and cleanse his hands with it. It's not a statement against you - the Consul has a mild case of OCD and is terrified of pathogens. Since it'll be close to breakfast time, he might invite you to breakfast with the cabinet and he - it'd be wise to accept. Any questions?"

John smiled and said "No questions really on that or anything else, I am satisfied with the rundown you gave me about the meeting. I've been in cabinet meetings before in Calizorinstan I mean.."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 17:08
"Then we ought to get going," she said, standing up. "Don't mind the LSS guys, just a precaution." Cecilia led John to a black B3 Naraka (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12765254&postcount=9). As the car sped off towards the Houses of Parliament, Cecilia said, "This is probably the finest limousine ever manufactured. Besides the reinforced titanium frame and bulletproof windows, this car is fully capable of actively defending itself in event of a terror attack. The Naraka has, for instance, anti-projectile shotguns are mounted behind the headlights. On top, there are concealed rocket launchers to blast through, say, roadblocks or heavy traffic. And, if pursued by enemy vehicles, a rear caltrope dispenser ensures that those vehicles will be stopped in their tracks."
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 21:19
"Then we ought to get going," she said, standing up. "Don't mind the LSS guys, just a precaution." Cecilia led John to a black B3 Naraka (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12765254&postcount=9). As the car sped off towards the Houses of Parliament, Cecilia said, "This is probably the finest limousine ever manufactured. Besides the reinforced titanium frame and bulletproof windows, this car is fully capable of actively defending itself in event of a terror attack. The Naraka has, for instance, anti-projectile shotguns are mounted behind the headlights. On top, there are concealed rocket launchers to blast through, say, roadblocks or heavy traffic. And, if pursued by enemy vehicles, a rear caltrope dispenser ensures that those vehicles will be stopped in their tracks."

John smiled and when he got in the Naraka handed her a picture of his GT90: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Gt901.jpg
And he said "Your B3 Naraka is cool, and here's my transport that I drive all around Calizorinstan, and SaintB. It has a 720 horsepower V12, and it'll go 265 miles per hour tops, I cruise on the freeways at 140 miles per hour, Calizorinstan has no speed limits on the freeways."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 22:02
The limousine pulled through the gates of Kensington Palace, driving towards the main door. John and Cecilia exited the vehicle, and the LSS personnel escorted them into the cabinet room, an ornate chamber with marble floors, polished wooden paneling on the walls, and gilded chandeliers hanging from the mural-covered ceiling. Consul Davidson sat at the far end of a long table, with the cabinet members seated on the ends. Their cold, relentless faces watched John and Cecilia with interest. She performed the Londinian salute, the same that she had instructed John to do; the Consul replied with a simple, "Sit down, Hetæra Belladini." Eighteen pairs of eyes shifted their attention to John.
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 22:08
John did the Londinian salute that Cecilia had taught him, and sat down next to Cecilia, and said "I am John Macked, Foreign Minister of the United States of Calizorinstan, I am here on a diplomatic visit of course, and I present myself before the Consul."
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 22:13
"Thank you for joining us," the Consul said stonily. "Would you care to breakfast with us as we attend to our business?"

As if on cue, a horde of waiters brought out nineteen dishes of fried eggs, bacon, bacon, and croissants, placing them before the Consul, the Cabinet, and the Calizorinstani Foreign Minister. A cup of Earl Grey tea was placed gingerly next to each cup.

"Now, Hetære Macked, what may British Londinium do for you today?"
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 22:37
"Thank you for joining us," the Consul said stonily. "Would you care to breakfast with us as we attend to our business?"

As if on cue, a horde of waiters brought out nineteen dishes of fried eggs, bacon, bacon, and croissants, placing them before the Consul, the Cabinet, and the Calizorinstani Foreign Minister. A cup of Earl Grey tea was placed gingerly next to each cup.

"Now, Hetære Macked, what may British Londinium do for you today?"

John Macked said "I will accept your most gracious offer of breakfast, what I am here for is, first off an economic alliance between our two nations, for it would benefit us both. What do we have to trade you might ask, ah, I knew that'd come, we have a very healthy small arms, and auto industry, and a timber and book industry also, and in the northern mountains, gold, and silver mines."

That is if we can get it out safely, I was also going to ask if we could have a defense pact too, for it would also benefit you too, not just me in reality, I've read of how the Automagfreeks and others have invaded you, but if you were to be in this "mutual defense pact", we could call upon some of our larger allies to assist you in that case, so you see, I am not thinking of Calizorinstan's interests, I am thinking of what would be best for British Londininum."

"As you will probably see in the next hour or so on your news, one of our battleships, the R.C.S Mira Mesa, had a magazine explosion yesterday, killing 800 crewmembers out of the 1,000 crew, it started to sink, but they managed to right it, for it had been going on it's side, almost capsizing. But it made it into San Diego Harbor, and it's being fixed, thing is, it's an almost 100 billion dollar ship, that is not cheap in anymeans. Our economy is plunging, because of that, and several other domestic incidents, but now for our reason for the "mutual defense pact", we have this terrorist group called the "Baa'thists", that was formed in the late 60's, early 70's, and we believe that they blew up the battleship in question, and thus any help we would have to eliminate those scum, would be most apperciated."

"They were the ones that beheaded my mother, and sent a tape to me of it, and I wanted to eliminate them from Calizorinstan ever since that time, so, I am open to discussion now.."

He sat down and sipped his Earl Grey tea, and looked at the others in the room.
British Londinium
07-07-2007, 22:58
The Consul reclined in his seat, thinking.

"Hetære Macked, let me tell you something. Our country's land area is a mere one million square kilometres. We have a population density of about two thousand people per square kilometer. More and more, British Londinium is urbanizing, and the cities continue to encroach upon the countryside. Whilst industry and services never fail to be abundant for this country, there is one need that we continue to find ourselves unable to fulfill by ourselves. And that is food."

With the press of a small green button, a three-dimensional map of British Londinium and her colonies appeared above the table.

"The areas in red are under our control. They serve as our breadbaskets. Without them, we would starve and wither away. What we need, as a people, Hetære Macked, is food and timber. In return, British Londinium is willing to deploy teams of our most dedicated engineers to Calizorinstan to assist in the development of your telecommunications infrastructure, something we are most skilled in, in addition to increasing exports of electronic equipment to Calizorinstan. Surely Hetæra Belladini showed you a few of our marvels.

However, you must understand my reluctance to enter into a mutual defence pact. We have been betrayed one too many times by nations who have signed such agreements, only to have them flee in our time of need. Notwithstanding, British Londinium will be more than happy to assist you in eliminating terror within your nation, despite a lack of men to actually root them out. We can provide you with approximately five billion dollars as economic relief to assist San Diego's recovery from the nuclear attack; if Calizorinstan finds it convenient, I can implement policies to promote Londinian businesses such as Virgin Victoria, Rastafari Defence Industries, and the Londinian Broadcasting Group to invest more heavily in your nation as my way of bolstering your economy."

Sir Alistair took a bite of his bacon.

"You should really try this bacon," the Consul said. "Surprisingly delectable."
Calizorinstan
07-07-2007, 23:15
The Consul reclined in his seat, thinking.

"Hetære Macked, let me tell you something. Our country's land area is a mere one million square kilometres. We have a population density of about two thousand people per square kilometer. More and more, British Londinium is urbanizing, and the cities continue to encroach upon the countryside. Whilst industry and services never fail to be abundant for this country, there is one need that we continue to find ourselves unable to fulfill by ourselves. And that is food."

With the press of a small green button, a three-dimensional map of British Londinium and her colonies appeared above the table.

"The areas in red are under our control. They serve as our breadbaskets. Without them, we would starve and wither away. What we need, as a people, Hetære Macked, is food and timber. In return, British Londinium is willing to deploy teams of our most dedicated engineers to Calizorinstan to assist in the development of your telecommunications infrastructure, something we are most skilled in, in addition to increasing exports of electronic equipment to Calizorinstan. Surely Hetæra Belladini showed you a few of our marvels.

However, you must understand my reluctance to enter into a mutual defence pact. We have been betrayed one too many times by nations who have signed such agreements, only to have them flee in our time of need. Notwithstanding, British Londinium will be more than happy to assist you in eliminating terror within your nation, despite a lack of men to actually root them out. We can provide you with approximately five billion dollars as economic relief to assist San Diego's recovery from the nuclear attack; if Calizorinstan finds it convenient, I can implement policies to promote Londinian businesses such as Virgin Victoria, Rastafari Defence Industries, and the Londinian Broadcasting Group to invest more heavily in your nation as my way of bolstering your economy."

Sir Alistair took a bite of his bacon.

"You should really try this bacon," the Consul said. "Surprisingly delectable."

John Macked replied "We have a growing food industry, I believe we can supply you with as much food and timber as you need, we would be very thankful for your engineers installing more advanced telecommunications, they could come whenever they weren't to terribly busy with your own projects, we will be glad for the 5 billion dollars."

"We perfectly understand your reluctence to sign it for those reasons, indeed that is the reason why we never have signed one with anybody, but, we think we will help in time of need, we'd send troops, mind you we can't send lot's of them, but we'd send some. I am in favor of all of your ideas in general, especially promoting your industrys in Calizorinstan, ah yes, the bacon's delicous..."

He ate the bacon, and wiped his brow, thankful all was going smooth so far.
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 01:47
John continued and said "I have news that a mercenary operation going on in Tatom, that's been lead by the Calizorinstani organization Red Stars, I assure you if you hear of it, it has nothing to do with my government, or me!, but I am not sure if I should, because they are threatening to expand their operation to Lord Sumgy, to kick you out, and I am now wondering what should I do?"
British Londinium
08-07-2007, 01:54
The vaguely jocund mood of the Consul quickly soured as soon as he heard the words of Macked.

"Thank you for bringing this up to me," Consul Davidson said. "Let me tell you exactly what you should do. You need to get your house in order and detain these 'Red Stars' before they even think about entering Sumatripte. Let me tell you that if you can't get your house in order, and if these Red Stars manage to pull off a successful attack, you can be expecting the 22nd Peacekeeping and Stabilization Division to kick down your doors and hunt down every single member of that organization. And I will personally oversee their execution."

Alistair noticed the slight look of horror on Macked's face.

"Trust me, I am no James Swanner - Hetæra Belladini has informed me that she took you to the memorial - but I will not stand for any assault against British Londinium. It has taken this country six long years to normalize after that monster took power, and I will not let some paramilitary nutjobs take potshots at British Londinium from the roof of their Chrevolet Suburban. Any attack on British Londinium or her colonies will be met with ruthless and unrelenting force. Though, I can assure you, the Calizorinstani government would not be the, ah, victims of said force."
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 02:00
The vaguely jocund mood of the Consul quickly soured as soon as he heard the words of Macked.

"Thank you for bringing this up to me," Consul Davidson said. "Let me tell you exactly what you should do. You need to get your house in order and detain these 'Red Stars' before they even think about entering Sumatripte. Let me tell you that if you can't get your house in order, and if these Red Stars manage to pull off a successful attack, you can be expecting the 22nd Peacekeeping and Stabilization Division to kick down your doors and hunt down every single member of that organization. And I will personally oversee their execution."

Alistair noticed the slight look of horror on Macked's face.

"Trust me, I am no James Swanner - Hetæra Belladini has informed me that she took you to the memorial - but I will not stand for any assault against British Londinium. It has taken this country six long years to normalize after that monster took power, and I will not let some paramilitary nutjobs take potshots at British Londinium from the roof of their Chrevolet Suburban. Any attack on British Londinium or her colonies will be met with ruthless and unrelenting force. Though, I can assure you, the Calizorinstani government would not be the, ah, victims of said force."

John smiled and said "Sir, that's what we've started to do, but they've got the Khilistani's on their side, the Khilistan's are a different Ethnic group, if they had their way, I, and approx. 484 million Calizorinstani's would die, so they use them in fights, and I have to admit this for the Red Stars, they destroyed at least 7 Cazelian divisions, with hardly a loss..., they are so good at guerilla warfare, that they've made us counter with spec op's. In fact, that's why soon after this meeting, I am being forced to resign, and go on a raid on the suspected Red Star HQ. However, if I survive the raid, I'll be back in Foreign Affairs in no time, and I'm running for President of Calizorinstan next year if I live, I swear it may not look like it, but we're cracking down very hard on them..."
British Londinium
08-07-2007, 02:04
"Our troops may be of some assistance to you," the Consul said. "We've had them train diligently to be masters of both conventional and guerilla warfare. If they get out of hand, just give us a call."

As Consul Davidson finished the rest of his tea, he said, "While you're hear, is there anything else on Calizorinstan's collective mind?"
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 02:09
"Our troops may be of some assistance to you," the Consul said. "We've had them train diligently to be masters of both conventional and guerilla warfare. If they get out of hand, just give us a call."

As Consul Davidson finished the rest of his tea, he said, "While you're hear, is there anything else on Calizorinstan's collective mind?"

John Macked said "I will call you, but I assure you, they aren't in British Londinium yet, I mean they aren't even close. We've got our hand firmly on them, nothing else, however I think Cecilia wanted to show me more, since I have an extended stay here..., I liked the breakfast, it was delicous.."
British Londinium
08-07-2007, 02:14
"I'm glad to hear that," Alistair said. "But, unfortunately, Hetæra Belladini will be employed for the rest of the day with affairs of state. You're welcome, though, to remain in the country for as long as you wish. I bid you good morning, Hetære Macked, and wish you good luck in your future dealings."
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 02:17
"I'm glad to hear that," Alistair said. "But, unfortunately, Hetæra Belladini will be employed for the rest of the day with affairs of state. You're welcome, though, to remain in the country for as long as you wish. I bid you good morning, Hetære Macked, and wish you good luck in your future dealings."

John hid very well the disappointment of this, and said "Thank you, I will have fun I trust, good day, good day Hetaere Belladini!" Bowing slightly, and kissing her hand, he straightened and said "Oh, I wish to rent a car while I am here, do you have an equvilent to Budget?"

OOC: If you don't mind BL, I am going to RP my FM's activies in BL, if you don't mind RP'ing the occasinal citizens, and my FM could accidently run into Cecilia when she got off work or something..
British Londinium
08-07-2007, 02:55
OOC: Yeah, works. My factbook has an entry on Kensington so you can RP it properly.
IC:

Cecilia blushed slightly.

"Of course," she said. "But hold on one moment." Turning to the Consul, she said in Volscian, "Consul Davidson, I ask that you grant me leave to accompany Mr Macked. It could work to benefit our nations' relationship, sir."

Davidson nodded in agreement.

Cecilia escorted John out of the palace, saying, "I managed to convince him to give me the day off. Isn't that wonderful?"

She pecked him lightly on the cheek.

"Where to now, John?"
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 06:56
John blushed a bit as she kissed him and smiled and said "Well, I think I'd like to see a museum of some sort, I am into that stuff, a real history buff I am.." She and him walked along, and He said "You know that meeting was not as scary as I thought it'd be, either that or I am a decent diplomat, I personally am inclined to think it's both." He smiled, and suddenly the ringtone "La Grange" played, and it was his sister and he said "Hmm, so the battleship righted itself, uh huh, and it's being fixed..." He smiled weakly, and said "Bye, Jenny!", and hung up and said to Cecilia and said "Well, we didn't lose the battleship, it righted it self, and now, I won't have a mess to deal with at home.." He mopped his brow and sighed contentely.
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 15:33
John looked around and smiled and said "Well, this is similiar to like home a little bit really. I was just wondering how the San Diego Giants were doing.., there a NFL footbal team, you know the rough version, I'm seriously considering playing football after I retire from this job.."
British Londinium
08-07-2007, 15:38
"There is always the headquarters of the Council for Londinian Language," Cecilia replied. "Within this borough of the city, in fact."
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 21:00
"There is always the headquarters of the Council for Londinian Language," Cecilia replied. "Within this borough of the city, in fact."

John smiled and said "That's a good idea, let's go there. Did you know that I was the top Quarterback for my college football team, I lead them to several victories, I have done a 80 yard pass that lead to a touchdown, thus that is why I am considering joining the San Diego Chargers this year..." He pulled out a photo of himself in a football uniform of his college, SDSU Aztecs, throwing a pass, with the Aztec mascot painted on the side of the helmet and grinned and said "Recognize me, that's me in the picture.."
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 21:17
John saw some Londinian kids playing football, and the quarterback kid, threw a pass, that went past the reciever, and John leapt up, caught it, and and ran to their touchdown, and threw it back to the quarterback and said "You'll make a good NFL player someday kid...", and with that he walked back to Cecilia grinning from ear to ear...
British Londinium
08-07-2007, 21:47
OOC: American football isn't played at all in BL. Just an FYI. :p

"The building in front of you (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/56/Grand_Palace_in_Bangkok_-_Chakri_Mahaprasad_Hall.jpg/800px-Grand_Palace_in_Bangkok_-_Chakri_Mahaprasad_Hall.jpg) is the headquarters of the Council for Londinian Language," Cecilia said proudly. "It was once the palace of a Thai noble, and, upon his death, our first prime minister, Sir Tiberius Cæcillius, used the structure to house his newly created Council. In this country, John, we speak a language called Volscian - it a lovely language, very fluid, very flexible, and, most important, very elegant. I could teach some of it to you if you'd like."
Calizorinstan
08-07-2007, 23:13
OOC: American football isn't played at all in BL. Just an FYI. :p

"The building in front of you (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/56/Grand_Palace_in_Bangkok_-_Chakri_Mahaprasad_Hall.jpg/800px-Grand_Palace_in_Bangkok_-_Chakri_Mahaprasad_Hall.jpg) is the headquarters of the Council for Londinian Language," Cecilia said proudly. "It was once the palace of a Thai noble, and, upon his death, our first prime minister, Sir Tiberius Cæcillius, used the structure to house his newly created Council. In this country, John, we speak a language called Volscian - it a lovely language, very fluid, very flexible, and, most important, very elegant. I could teach some of it to you if you'd like."

OOC: Well, sorry, but their could be oddballs playing it in BL I suppose..., you'd be right though :p

IC:
John smiled and said "Could you, I mean, I like to be fluent in as many languages as possible, is it easy to master compared to German or anything?, Calizorinstan's "official" language is supposedly Eristle, but we've used English for the real official language. It's a very beautiful building your nation has, by the way..."
Calizorinstan
09-07-2007, 23:47
John smiled and started speaking Eristle "Asehhs, mahbke, aerels, hiss, Taaqsay Bellidini!", and smiled and said "In English, you have make my day Misses Bellidini!"
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 00:00
OOC: Sorry, Cali, for not responding - busy beating Cazelia into the ground. :P

"I'd love to teach it to you," Cecilia said. "But where to start...why, with conversation, I guess! Now, when you want to say 'hello' in a formal way - which is the default way - you would say 'salus', and if trying to start conversation ask, 'quomo aca tu?', or 'how are you?' Good would be 'exsulte', and 'all right' would be 'mollifica', and 'bad' or 'poor' would be 'atrox'. And, to say goodbye, just say 'sayonvoir'. Practice that a bit whilst we walk to our next stop, LBG headquarters."
Calizorinstan
10-07-2007, 00:04
John smiled and attempted the language for the first time, "salus, hectare Bellidini, quomo aca tu?" He grinned at Cecilia Belladini, and said "did I do exsulte?"
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 00:09
"Quite," smiled Cecilia. "Except the title for an unmarried woman such as myself would be hetæra, not hetære. And, in the event that I were to marry - highly unlikely - just add a p to the end to make it hetærap. I would not fret about it if I were you - it's a confusing language, having evolved in the midst of the clash of civilizations. Some words are Chinese based, some English based, some Indian based - it is a mess, let me tell you that. Verbs are the easiest bit though. No conjugation. Just verb stems. So if you wanted to say 'I calculate' or 'you calculate', it is the same word - jabra. The way to distinguish it is to use the proper pronoun."
Calizorinstan
10-07-2007, 00:16
"Quite," smiled Cecilia. "Except the title for an unmarried woman such as myself would be hetæra, not hetære. And, in the event that I were to marry - highly unlikely - just add a p to the end to make it hetærap. I would not fret about it if I were you - it's a confusing language, having evolved in the midst of the clash of civilizations. Some words are Chinese based, some English based, some Indian based - it is a mess, let me tell you that. Verbs are the easiest bit though. No conjugation. Just verb stems. So if you wanted to say 'I calculate' or 'you calculate', it is the same word - jabra. The way to distinguish it is to use the proper pronoun."

John blushed and said "Why sorry Hetaera Belledini!, I am sorry for my atrox in this language, our main language is based on, oddly enough snake talk..."
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 01:12
"Snake talk?" Cecilia asked. "What do you mean?"
Calizorinstan
10-07-2007, 01:16
John said sighing "Well, we listened to the snake's hiss, but we added our language, like so: Arehiss, BLhisss, isshid is wondeful hsss, shisss, farissh!, roughly in English "Miss, British Londinum is wonderful had been, so far!"
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 01:27
"That's...curious," laughed Cecilia. "I am sorry, but that is extremely, extremely bizarre - and an extremely fascinating English dialect. Ah, here we are, LBG headquarters (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fc/Bank_of_China_Tower_4%2C_Hong_Kong%2C_Mar_06.JPG/450px-Bank_of_China_Tower_4%2C_Hong_Kong%2C_Mar_06.JPG). You must have heard their broadcasts at some point - I think they broadcast to Calizorinstan. The LBG is one of the largest broadcasting networks in the world - transmitting to over thirty nations in forty-nine different languages, offering twelve primary radio channels and thirteen television channels, in addition to their online site. I grew up listening to this as a child - this might sound a little silly, but I always loved the chiming of the clocktowers that they would play every hour to tell people the time. My father used to tell me that people all across the globe set their watches to those chimes."
Calizorinstan
10-07-2007, 01:33
"That's...curious," laughed Cecilia. "I am sorry, but that is extremely, extremely bizarre - and an extremely fascinating English dialect. Ah, here we are, LBG headquarters (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fc/Bank_of_China_Tower_4%2C_Hong_Kong%2C_Mar_06.JPG/450px-Bank_of_China_Tower_4%2C_Hong_Kong%2C_Mar_06.JPG). You must have heard their broadcasts at some point - I think they broadcast to Calizorinstan. The LBG is one of the largest broadcasting networks in the world - transmitting to over thirty nations in forty-nine different languages, offering twelve primary radio channels and thirteen television channels, in addition to their online site. I grew up listening to this as a child - this might sound a little silly, but I always loved the chiming of the clocktowers that they would play every hour to tell people the time. My father used to tell me that people all across the globe set their watches to those chimes."

John grinned and said "I rely on LBG for my news in-fact, I don't think what you just told me is silly at all!, It's an awesome building, where should we eat for lunch, any recommendations Cecilia?" He looked about, and saw to his surprise, a Calizorinstan Navy F-14D fly over ahead, and land at Kensington Air Field and he smiled and said "Ah, the Tomcat, my first love, flew those babies for 8 long years, never regretted it a bit, got 15 air to air kills in that baby!,, ah, it's been far too long...."

He looked off into the distance dreamily, then went back to earth and said "You must forgive me Hetaera Belladini, I was just having a bit of memory there.."
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 01:41
She smiled gently. "Reminiscing is perfectly acceptable. Lunch? Hm. If you like Middle Eastern cuisine, we are quite close to the borough of Qaddafi, which is the mecca for that sort of food."
Calizorinstan
10-07-2007, 01:44
She smiled gently. "Reminiscing is perfectly acceptable. Lunch? Hm. If you like Middle Eastern cuisine, we are quite close to the borough of Qaddafi, which is the mecca for that sort of food."

John smiled and said "I would like to try some, I'd say yes to that suggestion. Ah, a phone call!" It was from President Arnold and he smiled and said "Ah, you were that flyboy President Arnold in that F-14D?, ah, oh, oh!" He started to be happy and said "You'll let me be in an active duty unit flying F-14D combat missions against the Khilistanian's?, why gee thanks, okay bye!", he said "Ah, sorry about that, you've heard the gist of the conversation, so where do we walk to get to Qaddafi?"
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 02:09
"Oh, just down this street," Cecilia said. "You see, only a very small part of this city is technically the 'City of Kensington'. Kensington is a consolidated city-county - the county and the city are governed by the same people. This whole area, known as Greater Kensington, is divided into boroughs. Here, on the East End, is the more urbanized areas, but out in the West End - there you start to get into the suburban areas. Often, boroughs are communities unto themselves. If you have ever heard of such a thing as a Little Italy in a city, Qaddafi and its neighbour, Ajman, are the Arab equivalents. So far, we've only been in the City of Kensington proper and the borough of Nyquist."
Calizorinstan
10-07-2007, 03:30
"Oh, just down this street," Cecilia said. "You see, only a very small part of this city is technically the 'City of Kensington'. Kensington is a consolidated city-county - the county and the city are governed by the same people. This whole area, known as Greater Kensington, is divided into boroughs. Here, on the East End, is the more urbanized areas, but out in the West End - there you start to get into the suburban areas. Often, boroughs are communities unto themselves. If you have ever heard of such a thing as a Little Italy in a city, Qaddafi and its neighbour, Ajman, are the Arab equivalents. So far, we've only been in the City of Kensington proper and the borough of Nyquist."

John smiled and said "Our nation was started by some American Old West type outlaws, fleeing from the law, so we had some border clashes with the nation they came from, but oddly enough they all ended in standstill, but we have lot's of ethnic groups, and problems too..."
British Londinium
10-07-2007, 03:35
"Problems? Like what?"