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after the attacks on the 1st Cazelian ball, the President has organized a second ball. this is the schedule-

6:00-guests will be picked up from airport
6:30-guests will be greeted by the President
7:00-dinner and buffet
8:00-the dance
9:00-sparring demonstration
10:00-free time
11:00-guests will be dropped off at the airport


OOC-this is my second try at a ball RP. cough*BL*cough

President Aaron H. Preston will be attending the 2nd Imperial Cazelian Ball. However, due to the actions taken by the Londinians at the first ball, the President will have on his person an FN Five-seveN pistol for defense.

While President Kilo is very busy with multiple situations, Vice President Randy Hock would like to attend in his place. Will that be acceptable?

Proconsul Tikhonov from our Vetalian-Cazelian Reconstruction Authority will attend as the emissary and representative for the Vetalian government. He will arrive via car from his residence outside of Caze City.

With the relief by the military of the civilian government for the duration of the war of aggression launched against Kahanistan by the Questarian Commonwealth, Vice President Dr. Margaret Delray would like to attend the ball.

We would like to know what kind of security will be at the ball.

While President Kilo is very busy with multiple situations, Vice President Randy Hock would like to attend in his place. Will that be acceptable?

That is acceptable

With the relief by the military of the civilian government for the duration of the war of aggression launched against Kahanistan by the Questarian Commonwealth, Vice President Dr. Margaret Delray would like to attend the ball.

We would like to know what kind of security will be at the ball.

the security is several countries navies and millions of soldiers. i hope you are re-asured

President Arnold will attend the ball, with a Colt M1911A2 for his protection to avoid what happened at the Lord Sumguy ball, where he nearly got killed...

Prince of Getzlaf Ryan Getzlaf will attend your ball with his current girlfriend. He would like to notify you of an automatic rifle on his person, however.

the President waited impatienly for the quests to arrive. and he hoped there wasnt an assasin like before. luckily this time, almost everybody was coming armed. even him. he heard the Calizorinstani jet hit the runway. he waited for several minutes and then saw a figure walk his way "welcome to Cazelia, President Arnold" he exclaimed, extending his hand

President Arnold will attend the ball, with a Colt M1911A2 for his protection to avoid what happened at the Lord Sumguy ball, where he nearly got killed...

OOC: not my fault, they godmodded past my guards :p

IC:

Lord Sumguy will also be attending the ball, with several handguns for protection.

the President waited impatienly for the quests to arrive. and he hoped there wasnt an assasin like before. luckily this time, almost everybody was coming armed. even him. he heard the Calizorinstani jet hit the runway. he waited for several minutes and then saw a figure walk his way "welcome to Cazelia, President Arnold" he exclaimed, extending his hand

OOC-oops, forgot to log out

President Arnold said, shaking the hand of the president "Thank you for holding this ball, I see I am the first to arrive.." He kept his jacket on, for on his hip on a holster was his Colt M1911A2 pistol cocked and ready, and he was ready for anything..

John Gutted will attend the ball with 3 heavily armed guards to ensure the safety and well being of one of our head of states.

OOC-oops, forgot to log out

You're LimeCat2?

IC:

Ryan Getzlaf arrived after a long journey in his Learjet. "Hmm, this isn't a bad place," he said, looking around. "Mr. Billings, can we go to the hotel, I'm sure they'll e-mail me updates," he said to his secretary holding his BlackBerry.

The People's Sovereign Republic intends on dispatching the Undersecretary of Foreign Affairs, Ignatius Lavoie, to this Second Imperial Cazelian Ball. As a gesture of good faith, he will not be accompanied by any armed guards, nor will he be carrying any type of offensive weapon on his person.

Lord Sumguy's plane landed, and he stepped out of it. He saw Jack Arnold speaking with the Cazelian President, and walked towards them.

Dr. Delray did not feel comfortable going armed. She usually carried a handgun in her purse for defence against rapists and the like, but felt safe enough in Cazelia that she did not feel the need to go armed.

She stepped off the plane. The Vice President of Kahanistan was a woman in her early 40's, with long red hair and blue eyes. She was an average-framed woman around 5'4" and was of a generally friendly disposition. She was dressed casually, in a loose-fitting solid white dress and flip-flops.

A lone black ZIV-111 (http://digilander.libero.it/cuoccimix/zil111'57-'63-2.jpg) limousine with the seal of Vetalia and the words "Vetalian-Cazelian Reconstruction Authority" written in Cyrillic on the side pulled up to the front of the palace. Proconsul Tikhonov from the VCRA stepped out, followed closely by two security personnel. They soon departed to help with overall event security, and he walked up alone to the palace, dressed primly in his finest tailored white tie apparel.

Lord Sumguy's plane landed, and he stepped out of it. He saw Jack Arnold speaking with the Cazelian President, and walked towards them.

"Lord Sumguy!" said Alexander exitedley "welcome to Cazelia, is this your first time?"

Ryan Getzlaf saw a lady. He went up and kissed her hand, saying. "Greetings; I am Prince Ryan Getzlaf from the VDB, and welcome. Are you here for the international ball?

OOC: You Kahanistan.

President Arnold checked his M1911A2 and it was loaded and he re-holstered it saying to Lord Sumguy "Hi, Lord Sumguy, long time no see, forgive me President, but I am rather paranoid, after some terrorist maniac tried to kill me last year.."

May I join this? It sounds quite interesting.

President Arnold checked his M1911A2 and it was loaded and he re-holstered it saying to Lord Sumguy "Hi, Lord Sumguy, long time no see, forgive me President, but I am rather paranoid, after some terrorist maniac tried to kill me last year.."

"tell me about it" said the President sarcastically "so, how's life" he said to both of the men

May I join this? It sounds quite interesting.

OOC: Um, it says it's open doesn't it?

IC:

After failing to get a response, Ryan walked around, noting that other people had arrived already as well. Then he saw three guys who looked like they were on the edge of a heated argument.

"Hello," he said walking up to them. "I'm Prince Ryan Getzlaf, from the country of VDB. I see you have some impressing rifles. I don't get it-how come?"

OOC: Obviously i know, but my character doesn't.

"tell me about it" said the President sarcastically "so, how's life" he said to both of the men

President Arnold said "Fine, ever since I've been President, the Presidency has a 98% approval rating in Calizorinstan, people have been calling me the "FDR" of Calizorinstan, other's call me the "Ronald Reagan of Calizoirnsan", and the highly complementry ones call me the "Severus Snape" of Calizorinstan, he said this last sarcastically..

OOC: VDB, it does not say it is open.

OOC: VDB, it does not say it is open.

You're right. Well, I didn't attend the first ball so i'd say this is open.

OOC-UoA, feel free to send a delegate

OOC: Hope you don't mind a latecomer. If you do mind, let me know and I'll delete. Furthermore, the Imperial Guardsmen are primarily a ceremonial regiment - highly trained, but somewhat lacking in combat experience. They mainly manage the VIP protection area of the ministers, but tonight, they're pretty dolled up. Just for you Cazelia :p

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The Chancelloress Santina Verona-Barron will be attending this ball, which hopefully will go further than it's predeccesor. She will be continuing from a tour of our Cazelian Province, and will be proceeding straight to location. Attending with her will be General Strom and 6 Members of the Imperial Guardsmen, armed with bolt-action rifles, bayonets, and swords. Due to security concerns, their weaponry is non-negotiable.

Barronian International Affairs

The Venue

The car pulled up, Barronian flags fluttering in the wind on the bonnet. The driver, speaking shortly into a radio, soon hung up and stepped out of the car. Ahead and behind of him, Guardsmen, dressed in ceremonial capes of navy blue and red, move into position - attention, facing the steps of the building they will be entering.

He opens the door. Out, dressed in a lavender ball gown (OOC: no points for guessing I like lavender), steps the Chancelloress, taking the drivers hand for aid. The dress, a rather unwieldly thing, is one of the more striking things, save the uniforms of the guards. Not many, it appeared, had their personal guards in capes, swords, and with various badges denoting their country. Among them are members of the Cazelian division given to Barronia - well-trained, they were felt ideal for the purpose, knowing the traditions and etiquette of their home country. Trained now in "Barronian Arts of War", they were accepted into the Barronian Armed Services with open arms.

Second out steps General Strom. A slightly more imposing figure, standing with a back as straight as an arrow, he immediately draws attention to himself in his dress uniform - navy blue tailcoat, with gold trimming, red details, and medals adorning the left side - some merely badges, others full medals from the conflicts the general has been in or managed successfully.

The Guardsmen move, marching toward the building in a highly polished maneuvre worthy of a parade ground.

The General was on edge tonight, expecting another incident like the one before. The Guardsmen had been briefed accordingly - the weapons were switched to safety now, but at the slightest hint of trouble, swords could be fingered, or 4 clicks would be heard as safety switches were disarmed.

"I trust someone will be here to meet us?" The general gruffed.
"Shush, Conrad, the Cazelians will be better this time than to get themselves shot. Besides, there will be quite a few influential characters at this ball, and we could do worse than to arrive more or less unannounced."

OOC: Hope you don't mind a latecomer. If you do mind, let me know and I'll delete. Furthermore, the Imperial Guardsmen are primarily a ceremonial regiment - highly trained, but somewhat lacking in combat experience. They mainly manage the VIP protection area of the ministers, but tonight, they're pretty dolled up. Just for you Cazelia :p

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The Chancelloress Santina Verona-Barron will be attending this ball, which hopefully will go further than it's predeccesor. She will be continuing from a tour of our Cazelian Province, and will be proceeding straight to location. Attending with her will be General Strom and 6 Members of the Imperial Guardsmen, armed with bolt-action rifles, bayonets, and swords. Due to security concerns, their weaponry is non-negotiable.

Barronian International Affairs

The Venue

The car pulled up, Barronian flags fluttering in the wind on the bonnet. The driver, speaking shortly into a radio, soon hung up and stepped out of the car. Ahead and behind of him, Guardsmen, dressed in ceremonial capes of navy blue and red, move into position - attention, facing the steps of the building they will be entering.

He opens the door. Out, dressed in a lavender ball gown (OOC: no points for guessing I like lavender), steps the Chancelloress, taking the drivers hand for aid. The dress, a rather unwieldly thing, is one of the more striking things, save the uniforms of the guards. Not many, it appeared, had their personal guards in capes, swords, and with various badges denoting their country.

Second out steps General Strom. A slightly more imposing figure, standing with a back as straight as an arrow, he immediately draws attention to himself in his dress uniform - navy blue tailcoat, with gold trimming, red details, and medals adorning the left side - some merely badges, others full medals from the conflicts the general has been in or managed successfully.

The Guardsmen move, marching toward the building in a highly polished maneuvre worthy of a parade ground.

The General was on edge tonight, expecting another incident like the one before. The Guardsmen had been briefed accordingly - the weapons were switched to safety now, but at the slightest hint of trouble, swords could be fingered, or 4 clicks would be heard as safety switches were disarmed.

"I trust someone will be here to meet us?" The general gruffed.
"Shush, Conrad, the Cazelians will be better this time than to get themselves shot. Besides, there will be quite a few influential characters at this ball, and we could do worse than to arrive more or less unannounced."

OOC: You are sending the Chancelloress here? I am sorry if you did not see my post, because it said a moderator had to review my reply to your letter.

The car pulled up, Barronian flags fluttering in the wind on the bonnet.

Is this at the airfield or at the ballroom?

Is this at the airfield or at the ballroom?

OOC: Ballroom. We've a province in Cazelia, so we're headed straight in.

OOC: Actually, I am going to pull out of this for now.

Darn. Hey-how do you guys change the name under your username?

Darn. Hey-how do you guys change the name under your username?

OOC: Don't worry, we'll make a beeline to talk to you when you arrive. Just be nice - those guards are on edge. Either way, for the username, post, post, and post some more! It's a post-related ranking system.

OK.

Post post post post post post. :)

Ignatius Lavoie was exceedingly nervous. Overwrought, jittery, neurotic, and scared out of his policy-oriented mind, Ignatius had good reason to be anxious. After all, he would be meeting Cazelian President Alexander Hasley, a man whom, according to the Londinian Secret Intelligence Service, was a dangerous, unstable individual prone to outbursts of rage and violence. And Lavoie was unarmed - particularly nerve-wracking for a man born and raised in an armed society. But I have a job to do, Ignatius reassured himself. And I am not going to let a Cazelian get to me. Ignatius adjusted the Londinian flag pin on the lapel of his Tyrian purple suit, and made sure his tie was secure.

Attempting to mask his apprehension, Ignatius strolled in a leisurely fashion towards the mansion, and, as he approached President Hasley, he said, "Good afternoon, Hetærep President. It's a pleasure to be here."

Alexander turned around. he was 6.7 feet tall and very intimidating "thank you" he said calmly "welcome to Cazelia"

"I trust you and your nation are faring well, sir?"

Ignatius Lavoie was exceedingly nervous. Overwrought, jittery, neurotic, and scared out of his policy-oriented mind, Ignatius had good reason to be anxious. After all, he would be meeting Cazelian President Alexander Hasley, a man whom, according to the Londinian Secret Intelligence Service, was a dangerous, unstable individual prone to outbursts of rage and violence. And Lavoie was unarmed - particularly nerve-wracking for a man born and raised in an armed society. But I have a job to do, Ignatius reassured himself. And I am not going to let a Cazelian get to me. Ignatius adjusted the Londinian flag pin on the lapel of his Tyrian purple suit, and made sure his tie was secure.

Attempting to mask his apprehension, Ignatius strolled in a leisurely fashion towards the mansion, and, as he approached President Hasley, he said, "Good afternoon, Hetærep President. It's a pleasure to be here."

Alexander turned around. he was 6.7 feet tall and very intimidating "thank you" he said calmly "welcome to Cazelia"

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Ryan went to his Bugatti Veyron and drove away to his hotel, getting ready for the ball.

"tell me about it" said the President sarcastically "so, how's life" he said to both of the men

"Amazingly good, actually. The Hegemony is restarting, as you of course already know, British Londinium is starting a process to slowly give their colony in my nation independance, and i am now engaged to be married."

"I trust you and your nation are faring well, sir?"

"very well" he said "thanks to genorous controbutions from larger nations"

"Amazingly good, actually. The Hegemony is restarting, as you of course already know, British Londinium is starting a process to slowly give their colony in my nation independance, and i am now engaged to be married."

Alexander then turned towards Lord Sumguy "married, eh" he said "best of wishes to your soon to be family" he took out his sword and handed it to lord Sumguy "this is my congratulations of marriage" he said "this is an 18th century cavalry saber, used by Remmington Hasley during the battle of Orlock"

OOC: Is that an indication that I'm not welcome, or are you just replying to BL and LS for now?

"My goodness, thank you." Lord Sumguy said, admiring the sword. "It's beautiful. I'll have to buy a scabbard for it today, and wear it at the ball."

OOC: i think it's the latter.

"My goodness, thank you." Lord Sumguy said, admiring the sword. "It's beautiful. I'll have to buy a scabbard for it today, and wear it at the ball."

OOC: i think it's the latter.

Alexander pionted towards some markings on the blade "its in ancient Cazelian tounge, no one knows what it means, and i have been searching my whole life for the translation" he then pionted towards the handle "the handle is made from solid gold, and it has been held by hundreds of people along the Hasley family line"

President Preston stepped out of his car in front of the ballroom and helped his wife out before walking in. Well, they've rebuilt nicely, he thought to himself. Spotting Alexander Hasley, he rushed up to talk to him. "Aaron Preston, president of Central Prestonia, and you must be President Hasley," he said cordially. "So sorry to hear about your brother, I hear he was a good and honorable man. But I must say, you've rebuilt very nicely. So, where are the drinks, I could go for a nice stiff martini right about now."

"Rebuilt nicely? Yes, it has, hasn't it...we've been working hard for a while now to reconstruct the nation. Ah, where are my manners...I am Proconsul Tikhonov, head of the Vetalian reconstruction effort in the country. You might

This region is one of our focus areas...you might have seen our office towers on the way to the palace or the rings of new apartments in the outskirts of town. They might be bland, sure, but prefabricated construction is the only way we can manage the housing crisis. It's not as bad as it was, but it is still pretty rough even in areas close to the capitol."

President Preston stepped out of his car in front of the ballroom and helped his wife out before walking in. Well, they've rebuilt nicely, he thought to himself. Spotting Alexander Hasley, he rushed up to talk to him. "Aaron Preston, president of Central Prestonia, and you must be President Hasley," he said cordially. "So sorry to hear about your brother, I hear he was a good and honorable man. But I must say, you've rebuilt very nicely. So, where are the drinks, I could go for a nice stiff martini right about now."

"yes he was a good man" he said "too bad my nephew Ingram isnt here, i think he would have liked this" he then pointed to a bar "i will get you a drink in just a minute, i have to greet the other delegates" he said

OOC: Is that an indication that I'm not welcome, or are you just replying to BL and LS for now?

OOC: It's an indication you're not at the airfield, where mostly everyone is.

IC:

Ryan fixed his tie and went to the ballroom, hoping that somebody was there. Which there was.

"Hello, I'm Ryan Getzlaf, heir to the throne of the VDB. And who are you?"

OOC: To Cazelia and Central Pestronia.

OOC: It's an indication you're not at the airfield, where mostly everyone is.

IC:

Ryan fixed his tie and went to the ballroom, hoping that somebody was there. Which there was.

"Hello, I'm Ryan Getzlaf, heir to the throne of the VDB. And who are you?"

OOC: To Cazelia and Central Pestronia.

OOC: Ah...see, it seemed like a lot of people were at the ballroom when we arrived.

The car pulled up to the ballroom they wnet straight there for they were meeting with Maldorians in the Maldorian owned part of Cazelia. They walked in and saw that so far it was barren, except for dozens and dozens of heavily armed guards, and one or two guests. They saw that knowone they knew was here yet so they sat down at a table that a waiter just finished cleaning. The four men were Premier John Gutted , Col.Lt. Hultly, and two heavily armed guards.

Col.Lt. Hultly's cell phone started ringing so he took it out and answered. "Where are you right now? Ok, hmm, good see you later.", he hung up and turned around to adress John Gutted, "It was a couple of birdies."

OOC: It's an indication you're not at the airfield, where mostly everyone is.

IC:

Ryan fixed his tie and went to the ballroom, hoping that somebody was there. Which there was.

"Hello, I'm Ryan Getzlaf, heir to the throne of the VDB. And who are you?"

OOC: To Cazelia and Central Pestronia.
"Nice to meet you Prince Ryan, I'm President Aaron H. Preston, of Central Prestonia. So, what's the VDB like? I've heard of your ruling system by three princes, it sounds unique but it seems to work well. Please, tell me more about your country."

Ryan Getzlaf saw a lady. He went up and kissed her hand, saying. "Greetings; I am Prince Ryan Getzlaf from the VDB, and welcome. Are you here for the international ball?

OOC: You Kahanistan.

[OOC: Give me some time to respond to these things.]

IC:

"Yes," said the Vice President. "Margaret Delray, Vice President of Kahanistan."

Alexander pionted towards some markings on the blade "its in ancient Cazelian tounge, no one knows what it means, and i have been searching my whole life for the translation" he then pionted towards the handle "the handle is made from solid gold, and it has been held by hundreds of people along the Hasley family line"

"Are you sure you want to give me such a valuable family heirloom? I would hate to deprive the Hasely family of such a treasure..."

"Are you sure you want to give me such a valuable family heirloom? I would hate to deprive the Hasely family of such a treasure..."

"i am sure, my freind"

ooc- can I join?

"Nice to meet you Prince Ryan, I'm President Aaron H. Preston, of Central Prestonia. So, what's the VDB like? I've heard of your ruling system by three princes, it sounds unique but it seems to work well. Please, tell me more about your country."

"Well, it's four. Basically, my dad and my three uncles rule the country-it's an oligarchy. Then, by the Divine Right of Kings, it passes down. My title is actually Prince of Getzlaftown, that's the ancestral home of the Getzlafs-my family. I'm next in line for the Getzlaf throne. Then there's my Uncle Thomas Vanek, Uncle Daniel Briere, and Uncle Chris Drury-not that I call them that of course. Then we have advisors, and then we have the military. Unfortunately, all I do is photo opps. My dad let me come here-hopefully I can start my career here."

OOC: Yes Brittonia. Just have your person come up to the ballroom in Whereversland, Cazelia.