NationStates Jolt Archive

(well who's in the mood for a good Chracter RP? I know I am. Well as heavy rains flood parts of Kurona. You're welcome to play any role within or without Kurona. Please no one-message of aid posts, actually arrive with aid if you want to aid but like i said you can play Kuronans as well)


Thunder crashed and jagged streaks of lighting filled the black sky. Rain fell in a water-fall style sheet. Thoughs unlucky enough to be on the move this evening were hunkered down in tents or bracing through icey rain. Fortunatley many we're inside this night.

Mayumi clung to her husband as the sound of thunder woke her. She tried to fall backasleep but was unable. She hated thunder and lightning. It frightend her so. She roamed the house checking in on her children. She never knew why she did on nights like this just a habbit.

***
Meanwhile down the road a little ways, an unusual paring of girls sat together wide awake just watching and listning to the storm rage. Amber and Sunè two lesbian mates joined together by the freedom laws of the west past the 65th Line. Proud of it. Amber was fair-skinned with Earthly deep brown hair. Sunè was the opposite, very tan skin and earthly green hair. She was raised on the islands to the south. Some have thought her to be a weadlocked child in a penal colony but that simply wasn't true. "Oh this rain." Amber sighed. Thunder crashed giving them both a fright.

"It is too much." Sunè said.

"What do we do? The crops are flooded out we have no money. If this house goes, it's over."

"We could always go back to the island." Sunè said. You will be welcome there with me." She paused "Sorry I know you love it here I won't ever force you, you know that."

"I know. Born here raised here. My Mother raised me and my sisters all by her self. My memories are here."

"We'll manage. We can work abroad, find a ship that will pay." Sunè consolled.

"Everyone will be taking to the Xanadouien sea, if this keeps up."

"mama?!" a small voice called out from the other room.

"Sounds like Chara want's us."

Chara a small child they took in, she was an abandoned infint, now she was a healthy 6 year old. Intrestingly she represented a little both of her mothers. Tan skin like Sunè, personality and hair like Amber. Sunè and Amber walked into the child's room and sat down taking her into an embrace.

***

25 year old Caley Christopher tossed and turned. She woke sweating. "What's wrong mama?" Her daughter Christina asked. "Oh just a bad dream sweetheart." It was another nightmare about her husband. He was trying to save the farm by going to the levees. She looked anxiously at the window at the storm. Her children all crept into the room to be with her.

***

In Sonomi it was a clear crystal night. Stars all ablaze but everyone in the Cabinate was working late. Dealing with the floods around the country.

Charles Firth looked out wantonly through the window at the storm raging as the sheets of rain fell. His Hotel room was in one of the many high-rises, the price was fairly steep but his holiday was here in Kurona was certainly worth it to this point but it was like Noah's 30 days of rain.

His flight back home had been cancelled and all he could do was wait and see what would happen, He was able to get a message back home to his friends a while ago saying that he was fine but stranded in Kurona.

What else was their to do but wait and try to find some help to get home once all this rain finished.

A knock on his door. Entered the maid staff. "Sir? I brought you some fresh towles and sheets."

Charles turned from his musings and faced the maid.

"Oh, thank you. Come in."

Turning back to the Window which he stared out of for a moment while the maid went about her Business.

"Have you been here, in Kurona, long?" he asked right out of left field.

Alexei Chinikov looked out of his window at the sheets of rain pouring down outisde his window. By the river, he could see that the flood barriers had been put inplace, as the swollen river rose in height. He was still worried that he could get flooded out though. Things like that had happened in the past.

He was an Alfegosian national, who had moved to Kurona to start a new life, after the massive flooding in his nation. Now, he had to contend with another. But luckily, the dinghy in the garage was still working, and he might be able to make it out if the banks burst.

For now, he contented himself by ringing his house-keeper, to ask him to place more sandbags round the doors.

Through the rain, a lone, camo green truck, with the yellow outline of a star painted on one side rolled down the dirt road. The back was full up with aid supplies. Rap music blasted out of the truck's outdated speakers, as loud as it would go. It was one of the many aid trucks from the People's Republic of H-Town Tejas that worked in Kurona and worldwide.

Six Tejano aid workers were crammed into the truck. Driving was Michael Abrams, a white Tejano who had served with the Tejano Proletariat Army during the War. In the passenger's seat was one of his TPA buddies, Latif Johnson, an Afro-Tejano and a convert to Islam. Latif was currently engaged in freestyling over the song, despite the fact that nobody could hear him.

In the back sat four more. Usui Kazuo, a college student looking to both make money and get out of the PRH-TT for a while. Sleeping. Milagros Molina, who had been an aid worker almost as long as she had been working. Drinking from a bottle of alcohol the six of them had smuggled in. And, finally, Viviana Tsuchida-Ramos and Marisela Rubio, two survivors of a fascist-era prison camp for LGBT people. Making out and groping each other like tomorrow would never come.

The six of them were done until tomorrow, so they were heading up to the nearest town, where the Tejano Red Star had set up.

Well, that was the plan. And then their car broke down.

Latif abruptly stopped rapping. Milagros fell forwards, dropping the bottle. It spilled on Viviana's foot. Viviana pulled away from Marisela to look down and curse. Marisela found herself kissing Viviana's shoulder, wondering why her lover had stopped. Kazuo went on sleeping.

Michael pulled off to the side of the road and banged his hands down on the steering wheel, "Shit!"

Viviana picked up the bottle, the contents of which were now on the truck's floor. "Shit is right. You lost all of our booze, Milagros! Where are we supposed to get more in this conservative bitchhole?"

"Not my fault, dousei," Milagros said defensively.

"It's nobody's fault, alright? It's just this ancient-ass ex-technical," Michael said, "There's a farmhouse near here, I think. Check the map."

Latif fumbled around in the glovebox, "Yeah. Amber, Sunè, and Chara. They're on Tajiri's route, not ours, but I think they won't mind if we stop over and use their phone."

"Phone?" Milagros said, snorting, "This place is like the interior Exclave. I doubt they have a phone."

"Won't hurt to check, or get under a roof," Viviana said, going under the seat for ponchos, "Me, Milagros, and Marisela will go up to the house."

Viviana gave Marisela the poncho and hopped out of the car into the rain. She was immediately soaked.

Michael turned to her, "Viviana!"

"What?" she asked, "I'll be fine, don't worry! You guys need ponchos too!"

Michael shook his head and unbuckled his seatbelt. He climbed into the back, reached onto the floor, and threw Viviana a black halter top and a red strapless bra.

Viviana looked down. She was utterly topless. It did seem unusually cold. That would explain it.

"TIK," Michael said. It was an acronym for "This is Kurona," and an expression the aid workers used when a coworker was doing something "immoral" to Kuronan eyes. Not that Tejano women ran around topless (often), but they would tolerate it more than Kuronans. Wasn't like she had meant to run around with her breasts hanging out, either. Just a brain fart.

Marisela threw the poncho over her and hopped out of the truck, helping her lover to put on a bra she had just minutes ago ripped off. When they were done, and Viviana had put on her halter top, the three of them headed for the house, all with one poncho to cover them.

Fun, fun, fun...

The rain was starting to get heavier as the night continued on. Oleg Yakovlev and Boris Ivanov, two ex-soldiers of the Drvarskan army who fought in the Alestra war together volunteered into the Kurona Police force were sitting in a small converted farm house Guard post in the Kurona countryside, they were 7 kilometers from the nearest village. The two were sitting there playing cards and drinking coffee.

"Bah I hate this coffee, it needs sugar!" said Boris.

"Yeah? Well guess what, our supply truck broken down and wont be delivering for a while. We got to last on those emergency rations." replyed Oleg as he won the round of poker with three aces.

"Hmph!"

The two sat there and the lights started to blink and eventually black out.

"Great, just what we need. Hang on ill go and fuel the generator" Boris said grabbing a flashlight and opening the door into the cold darkness. He got to the shed across the road and started to fuel the generator when he noticed a truck steering off the road up ahead. Closing the shed door he looked with his flashlight and noticed some figures heading his way. He rushed back over to the hut telling Oleg what was happening. The two put on their coats and walked out to the checkpoint barrier.

OOC: Basically im that hut H-town Tejes.

OOC: Basically im that hut H-town Tejes.

ooc: Actually, some of Kurona's characters are. That's why I mentioned them by name. I guess there can be a farmhouse on the other side of the street that your guys live in, and they can still go to the truck if you'd like.

Outside, the flood alarms began to wail. Alexei ran to the window: the flood barriers were about to burst. He took the steps three at a time as he raced to the garage. Inside, he lept into the car, making sure the boat was on top, and started the engine.

The garage door opened, letting in a few inches of water. Better than what was to come. He accelerated rapidly towards the nearest high ground he knew: the Kurona countryside.

He gasped as behind him the flood barriers finally collapsed, letting a 6 foot wall of water enter the town. He kept his foot down as he headed uphill.

Ahead of him, there was a light. It was some kind of farmhouse on the road. A truck was parked outside with a yellow star emblazoned on the side.

OOC- This is me RP'ing humanitarian assistance

A man sitting on his desk turned his office chair to his computer. He was searching through the NBBC news stories for something that interested him when a knock on his door interrupted him.

"Come in.", he said.

The man walked in. He was a Second Lieutenant in the New Brittonian Army, somewhat short with red hair, holding a manilla folder. he saluted the man in the desk, he saluted back.

"What is it Peterson?", he asked.

"In Kurona, there is massive floding. We have the papers for sending humanitarian aid, as long as it can get to the Kuronan government."

"Is that is?", the man in the desk asked.

"Yes.", the Lieutenant Peterson repled.

They both saluted and Peterson walked away.

The man turned to his fax machine and picked up the phone, and dialed the number to the Kuronan embassy.

"Hello, this is Commander Michael Hicks of the Humanitarian Aid Division of the New Brittonian Army. I have faxed you the forms to bring in a small military contigent to this nation to do flood relief work. Please send a reply with any additional details ASAP. Thank you."

"El ninio is causing recored rain fall in Kurona and in many areas record flooding. Many at this time are fearing a repeat of the October Storm Systerm that ravaged the country, but Meteorologist Miyako Mizue says there is nothing to worry about in this case. Thanks for being here in this wet weather."

"Pleasure."

"Clearly with the rain this is causing widespread flooding, but you assure that this is not a repeat of the Storm Crisis, in your opinion."

"The diffrence is these are a system of scatterd thunder storms around the country with several low pressure systems just hovering, while the Great Storm was one giant system."

"Being stationed here since that event you have kept close eyes on this."

"Yes I have, if this was trust me you would know."

"Thanks for joining us we'll keep you posted..."

Marah put down the newspaper. She was home alone and feeling frightend by the birrage of rain and thunder. The winds were harsh, she yearned for some human company. "Hey Mr. Bear." She said to her stuffed Animal. 13 and she was still talking to stuffed Animals. Her families farm was the only building around. They had no neighbors thus no where she could go. It was nearly 6 miles to town. She tried to brighten up the lantern but it was no good. "The alchol must be wearing down." She searched her parent's room for a fresh burner but couldn't find anything. "Guess we'll be in the dark."

She sighed and just lied down opening a book. Not much to do in this weather. She hoped her parents would be home soon. She started to get chilly just being in her underware. She put on a sweeter and sat and read. She fell asleep

OOC- This is me RP'ing humanitarian assistance

A man sitting on his desk turned his office chair to his computer. He was searching through the NBBC news stories for something that interested him when a knock on his door interrupted him.

"Come in.", he said.

The man walked in. He was a Second Lieutenant in the New Brittonian Army, somewhat short with red hair, holding a manilla folder. he saluted the man in the desk, he saluted back.

"What is it Peterson?", he asked.

"In Kurona, there is massive floding. We have the papers for sending humanitarian aid, as long as it can get to the Kuronan government."

"Is that is?", the man in the desk asked.

"Yes.", the Lieutenant Peterson repled.

They both saluted and Peterson walked away.

The man turned to his fax machine and picked up the phone, and dialed the number to the Kuronan embassy.

"Hello, this is Commander Michael Hicks of the Humanitarian Aid Division of the New Brittonian Army. I have faxed you the forms to bring in a small military contigent to this nation to do flood relief work. Please send a reply with any additional details ASAP. Thank you."

RESPONSE:

There are five areas in need of heavy flood relife. These are areas in which levees have broken and are now under water. These areas are marked in red. Areas marked in Green are levees in need, and areas in blue are levees that are under control and/or receeding flood waters.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/FloodingMap.jpg

Joshua came bursting into the farm house. "Micaley?" He called. SHe ran and embraced him. "I've been worried."

"No good I'm afriad. The levee is about to go. We need to grab the children and go."

"Do we have time to pack?"

"If we hurry. We don't want to be trapped on our roof-tops again."

Both of them packed what they could and began to load the wagon. Water was already up past their ankels and the rain kept comming.

Ambassador Harold Oliviera looked out of the window once again. The rain depressed him - it hardly ever came in Barronia. The streets were beginning to fill up with water, the drains simply unable to cope with the massive influx of water they were receiving.

The grey hues of the clouds, however, did give one bonus - they made an awesome photo opportunity. As today was exceedingly quiet, he had been out once today with his camera, and intended to do so again.

"Ambassador?"
"Hmm?"
"The water is almost at the steps."
"Really? That is troubling...what do the local fire service say?"
"Simply to sandbag it and hope for the best."
"Hope for the best? Blast them...that's expensive equipment down there. Get the men to start moving things to the first floor, and get the cars from the basement. We can't have them flooded...we'll never get out. And Sophie..."
"Yes ambassador?"
"Try not to get the paperwork wet..."

Alexei's 4x4 splashed to a halt outside the checkpoint. He wondered if he should just stay there overnight. Of course he should. He had nowhere else to go. He pulled his raincoat over himself, stepped out his car and made his way to the checkpoint.

Charles turned from his musings and faced the maid.

"Oh, thank you. Come in."

Turning back to the Window which he stared out of for a moment while the maid went about her Business.

"Have you been here, in Kurona, long?" he asked right out of left field.
*Meanwhile in Bazalonia*

"I can't get onto him. The phones are down or something. I got to know if he's alright!" a distressed woman blurted out on the phone to dedicated hotline for Bazalonians lost in international crisses.

"Right, Understand, first who am I speaking too."

"Danielle Firth." she said through the sobbing.

"And you are looking for?"

"Charles Firth, my husband." she wailed before continueing on "He went to Kurona for business and *sob* I can't get onto him."

"Alright when did he leave, on what type of Visa and where is he staying?"

"... He left just 3 days before the rain started... he said he was staying in a nice high-rise hotel. He should have been home yesterday but his flight was cancelled and I can't get the airline to tell me when if, he's coming back."

"Right, can I have your contact details, home phone, email, mobile number, house address anything you want to give from that and someone will be in contact once we've found out. Do you have any friends of family or perhaps a relgious person that can be with you during this time?"

"Yes, I do.. I'll gve you my home and mobile number and my email...."

She went on to give her contact details to the person on the phone. And the details where entered into the database including a physical description of Charles Firth. The government was trying to hammer down an aid package. The opposition was saying that it didn't go far enough but others saying it went to far. Either way it finally passed and military cargo planes chocked full of equipment(especially water purifiers) and food aid where on their way. The Kuronan government was advised of the matter and Bazalonian officials in the Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade started to liase with there Kuronian counter-parts to try and locate the missing person.

RESPONSE:

There are five areas in need of heavy flood relife. These are areas in which levees have broken and are now under water. These areas are marked in red. Areas marked in Green are levees in need, and areas in blue are levees that are under control and/or receeding flood waters.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/FloodingMap.jpg

OOC; Next post will be the IC Aid

Commander Hicks faxed this reply back

OFFICIAL REPLY

New Brittonuian Official Governmental Aid Consists of the Following:

2 C-130's full of a combuined total of 20,000,000 euro IN CASH

1 Hospital ship, containing 150 doctors, food, and survival gear. Ship has 1,250 beds.

2 Mobile Hospitals, each with 20 doctors, has 300 beds each

5 Chinook Helecopters

1,000 New Brittonian Army soldiers. Armed only with Beretta 92 pistols, WILL SHOOT ONLY IN LIFE THREATENING SITUATIONS. General ROE will be followed, tasks willl be relegated to humanitarian aid and assistance.

60 New Brittonian Army Engineers

Various Military vehicles will be provided.

13 C-130's will land with the soldiers. 3 will immediately land with Humatirian aid. 17 others filled with humanitarian aid only.

Airlifts of civilians to New Brittonia will be provided, at no cost to the civilians.

Work will begin in the city of Sonomi. We request clearence to set up a temprary aid HQ in Sonomi.

If more aid is requested message me or Colonel Mohan Singh, head of the Kuronan flood aid.

OOC: Ok H-town I will fix it.

Alexei's 4x4 splashed to a halt outside the checkpoint. He wondered if he should just stay there overnight. Of course he should. He had nowhere else to go. He pulled his raincoat over himself, stepped out his car and made his way to the checkpoint.

Boris and Oleg made their way out the guardpost door into the heavy rain. The people from the truck went to the farmhouse opposite the road. Boris spotted another car headed his way and he told Oleg to check out the farmhouse while he handles the other car.

The car door opened and a person emerged from it, Boris made his way over to the gate and a figure came towards him.

"Hello? Who goes there?" said Boris.


Oleg walked through the thick mud up to the farm house and knocked on the door.

" I was wondering if there was anywhere to stay here?" shouted Alexei. "I'm looking for somewhere for tonight because the town is flooded!"

He looked at the dark figure that had spoken to him. Could he be trusted? If not, the car was locked and the hidden Glock 18 would have enough power to stop him.

"We have an extra bed in our guardhouse, you can stay there for the night. We are of the Kurona police. Do you need any help with your vehicle?" Boris shouted back.

Boris recognised the accent of the man but he did not know where he came from.

"No, the vehicle is fine. Thanks for the bed. Do you think it would be a good idea to go back inside now?"

Through the rain, he could see a group of figures moving towards the farmhouse further away.

"Yes, yes please come. We got coffee if you want." Boris said as he led the man back to the guard house. As Boris walked back he thought there is something not right about this guy.

"Where you from?" Boris asked.


Oleg knocked at the door again at the farmhouse the people he saw went in. He looked back and saw Boris with a stranger walk back to the guard post.
"He better not take my bed."He muttered.

" I'll take the coffee, yes. And I'm not from this country, I'm from Alfegos. I thought you could of told by the accent. Quite different from the local chatter.

How about you? I can tell you're not from round here by your accent. Though must have been here a while, because i'm having a problem trying to work it out."

The hut looked promisingly warm, as did the coffee on the stove.

Just realising the man was from Alfegos, one of the nations Drvarska is currently in war with. Boris's brother was killed during a battle on Alestra.

"I.. I am from Drvarska." he said coldly.
"I was injured in Alestra and a few months later I volunteered into the Kurona Police force. The people in my old village beat me up because they thought I was a coward coming back from the war." He said as he led the man into his office and poured a fresh cup of coffee and handed it to him.

"My partner Oleg over there at the farmhouse was in my unit, he is here for the same reason."

Boris moved a chair over for the man and he sat at his desk.

" I'm sorry. I didn't know. I've only ever been in the armed forces as a whitesword. I didn't fight on that godforesaken isle."

He drank his coffee, and thought of his wife, victim of the attack on the Holocaust. There hadn't been enough lifeboats, and she had been onboard as the missiles hit the ship.

"Its alright. I dont even know why I was dragged over there to fight. Oleg has many reasons why we were over there but I always refuse because I do not want to remember the dreaded battles over there. My name is Boris Ivanov by the way." he said as he offered to shake his hand.

Boris woundered whether if he will ever go back to his homeland again.

"Hello Boris. My name is Alexei. You can call me Alex." he said as he shook his hand.
"I hope we will get on together. I'm plannig on driving onto any roads not too badly flooded, and seeing if I can get to the international airport. Do you have any idea which roads I can take?"

He wondered why he was such a fool to take his gun. They were better trained than him, not just having cadet training. And being their "enemy", they would kill him if they found it. When he next went out to the car, he would have to hide it.

"The best way to the airport was straight down the road for 5 kilometers and making a right but with this rain going in they will definetly be flooded. The radio reported all flights cancelled. I hope you are not in a hurry?" Boris said as he lent back in his chair.

Oleg walked through the door covered in water.

"Must be some teenagers over there, they wont open the door. We dont need that farm house anyway." he said.

"Who is this Boris?"

"Hello. My name is Alexei. Call me Alex" he said reaching to shake the newcomer's hand.
"I don't have anywhere special to go to tonight, so would be happy to stay here."

The newcomer looked a bit less friendly than Boris. He hoped they wouldn't fall out.

Oleg shook Alexei's hand and he knew that accent.

"Hey Boris I need to speak with you."

"Ok. One moment please Alex."

The two walked out of the office leaving the door open an inch by accident. The two of them began to speak Russian (Drvarskans speak both english & russian).

"Boris, this man is a Alfegos!" Oleg muttered angrily.

"Calm down Oleg, he is not of the Military. He is no threat and I dont want to go through this again."

"He is a spy I tell you, why would a man come all the way out here and stay at our post heh?"

"Come on Oleg, the towns are flooded and he needs to go to the airport. He has to stay untill this dreaded rain is finished." Boris said as he sipped his coffee.

"Fine but I am not going to get too friendly with him and neither should you!"

"Thats enough Oleg, I shall treat him as if he was a friend."

Boris walked back over to the office and offered to show Alexei to a bed.

"Sorry my partner is a very sensitive person. The war has really made him different."

Oleg went across the room and opened the weapons locker where he got a out a cleaning kit for his M9 Beretta. He sat at a table pulling out his pistol that was soaked in the rain and started to clean it.

Boris led Alexei to the sleeping quarters where there were three beds.

"Don't worry, I understand. There was quite a bit of objection to the war by the people in my town. But most of them can't complain now. The Damirez army helped them so much in rebuilding after the floods..."

He winced as he remembered the banks bursting. That was nothing compared to what could have happened if the dam had burst and there was no emergancy one built. By Damirez...

"So, which bed is mine? I don't want to offend anyone by sleeping in
your beds."

He would have to find some excuse to get out to the car and hide the gun. He could feel it under his shirt. He did not want them to kill or maim him. He after all was an enemy...

"You get the one on the left there. Oh and the toilet is opposite the hallway." Boris said.

He walked out of the room leaving Alexei alone and made his way to Oleg who sat there with cleaning his gun. He is a big fan of cleaning weaponry and he does it in his spare time. He turned to the weapons locker and opened it.

"Hey Boris. When was the last time I cleaned these rifles heh?" Oleg said with a smile on his face. He took out two Drvarskan-made AK-47s and started to disasemble them.

"Thats nice Oleg. You do that."

Boris reached over to a fridge where on top he kept a bottle of Drvarskan vodka. He took it down with two glasses and walked over to Oleg. He poured a shot each and they cheered.

Alone, Alexei quickly whipped off his holster and gun, before placing it under his matress. The solid bedframe would give no glue as to its presence. He then got out his wallet, and looked at the picture of his wife before putting that there as well.

He then went out into the main room, and poured himself a shot of vodka.

Boris chatted with Oleg for a bit when Alexei walked over and poured himself a glass of vodka. Oleg suddenly went quiet and resumed cleaning a chamber in one of the AK-47s.

"Please have a seat" Boris said.

"So tell me Alex, what brings you to Kurona?" Boris poured him another shot of vodka.

Oleg stood up leaning the rifle against his chair.

"I am going outside for a smoke." he said as he put on his coat.

Alexei replied:
"After the floods in my part of our nation, Polinas, I decided to move on. I now work as a rep. for the Alfegos REM corperation in this country, assisting in sales. Your friend seems very unhappy with me here: why is that?"

He said this before he downed his shot in gulp, before refilling the glass.

OOC; Next post will be the IC Aid

Commander Hicks faxed this reply back

OFFICIAL REPLY

New Brittonuian Official Governmental Aid Consists of the Following:

2 C-130's full of a combuined total of 20,000,000 euro IN CASH

1 Hospital ship, containing 150 doctors, food, and survival gear. Ship has 1,250 beds.

2 Mobile Hospitals, each with 20 doctors, has 300 beds each

5 Chinook Helecopters

1,000 New Brittonian Army soldiers. Armed only with Beretta 92 pistols, WILL SHOOT ONLY IN LIFE THREATENING SITUATIONS. General ROE will be followed, tasks willl be relegated to humanitarian aid and assistance.

60 New Brittonian Army Engineers

Various Military vehicles will be provided.

13 C-130's will land with the soldiers. 3 will immediately land with Humatirian aid. 17 others filled with humanitarian aid only.

Airlifts of civilians to New Brittonia will be provided, at no cost to the civilians.

Work will begin in the city of Sonomi. We request clearence to set up a temprary aid HQ in Sonomi.

If more aid is requested message me or Colonel Mohan Singh, head of the Kuronan flood aid.





Thank you most graciously for your aid. Her Highness Tomoyo will be anxiously awating for your arrival.


****

In one of the uneffected areas of Kurona things were fine. The rain was met with occasional sunshine and the water levels were at a mere creek. But that of course didn't stop people form being nervouse. Alex was one of the many tending to the levees and to his family. He came back to his small farm house to find it full of people, all seemingly in a good mood. "Fiona?"

"Hi you're home." They gave each other a kiss.

"Who are all these people?"

"What? I couldn't just leave them out on the street. Compassion right?"

"Sure."

One of their neighbors Maria entered. She tapped the shoulder of Fiona.

"Maria." Fiona said slowly. Maria was a deaf mute who relied in Sign Language from her family and lip reading. She looked around confused. "Oh these people, you're wondering about these people?"

Maria noded with a smile.

"These people all lost their homes in the floods. I though I'd be kind and help them out."

Maria nodded.

Their young daughter Hannah came home. "Mama who are all these people?"

"These people lost their houses sweetie. So we are going to help them."

Fiona took Hannah to the beedroom. "Are you okay sweetie you look upset."

"A lot of kids have been talking about the floods. Are we going to have a flood?"

"I hope not. I'm praying that we don't."

"Are we going to have to build an ark?"

"No honey we won't have to build an ark."

Thank you most graciously for your aid. Her Highness Tomoyo will be anxiously awating for your arrival.


****


The roar of the jets just barely broke the noise of the rushing waters in Sonomi.

As the men began to come out of the C-130's, Colonel Mohan Sinh adjusted his turban and waited under orders to meet with some woman of royalty. He did not know who she was, he just was ounder orders to wait.

"You're majesty, they've arrived."

"Thank you."

It was pretty cloudy in Sonomi. Dry fortunatley but cloudy. Last time Sonomi recived too much rain it flooded.

Her carriage arrived at the air strip. She was helped out. She approached them gave and bowe. "I'm Princess Tomoyo Mikanu."

OOC: Sorry, but is anyone going to reply to my posts?

Alexei replied:
"After the floods in my part of our nation, Polinas, I decided to move on. I now work as a rep. for the Alfegos REM corperation in this country, assisting in sales. Your friend seems very unhappy with me here: why is that?"

He said this before he downed his shot in gulp, before refilling the glass.

"Need not to worry my friend. He just does not like Alfegos that much because his best comrades died during a battle onto an Alfegos position. I will talk to him so he does not bother you." Boris said while he gulped another shot of vodka.

Oleg stood outside thinking about his fallen comrades. He still knew there was something wrong with this guy. Stomping on his cigarette he walked back inside over to the table again and packed away the weapons in the locker, he put the key in his chest pocket.

"I am going to sleep." he said.

"Ok Oleg, I will take watch tonight." Boris replyed.

Oleg walked down the hallway to the crews quarters where the three beds were. He slept in the one on the right. He took off his coat and belt. He realised Alexei's bag over in the corner. Without Alexei knowing he walked over quietly and opened it, there was nothing in there apart from some clothes. He got up and walked back to his bed and went to sleep.

OOC: Sorry, but is anyone going to reply to my posts?

(I will but I'm not sure what you have in mind)

The Christopher family stopped for the night. They pitched up a large tent in the middle of the storm. Thunder contiuned to crash. Caley stroked her children gently as she lied awake.

"What are going to do Josh?"

"We'll figure something out."


TO ALL AID WORKERS:


Several Kuronan Navy Soldiers as well as Naval Guardsmen and women have been deployed to aid you in the situation.

THE ROYAL CABINATE
On behalf of her Majesty.

Is it time that we get to sleep, Boris? It's 11 00 pm now." said Alexei, pouring another shot. He had had enough now, and would soon be drunk. Then he would have the mother of hangovers in the morning.

"You go ahead. I have to stay up and take watch tonight. Please remember to turn off any lights not needed, our generator is almost run dry. There are also lamps under the bed if in case of emergancy. Oh yeah and watch out for Oleg, he snores like a pig!" Boris said as he took a last gulp of vodka. He felt a little drunk but he was awake enough to watch out for any cars.

Oleg was now fast asleep on his bed snoring as usual, he was very alarmed though as he kept his M9 Beretta next to his bed with the weapon's locker keys under it. On his bed side table he also had a picture of him and two of his comrades who died in the war.

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Alexei stumbled over to where his bed was. He had definately drunk too much. He flopped down on the bed and was quickly asleep. His weight caused the gun to fall out from under the matress and into his bag, along with his wallet.

Boris got up and walked around the building, he heard something fall but he knew Alex had too much and he walked by the door of the room. Oleg at the same time heard the noise and immediatly pointed the loaded M9 at Boris.

"Hey, its alright Oleg. Get some sleep." Boris said quietly.

"Hmpf!" Oleg turned around on his bed facing Alex who collasped onto his bed. He looked at his bag again and there was a wallet hanging out of hit. Something he may have put there before he went to sleep. Boris walked back to his post and kept watch. Oleg wondered if he should go over there and check it out...

Alexei rolled over. In his dreams, he was reliving the nightmare of the Holocaust. He was trapped, the water rising above his head. He swam over to the door. It was locked. He struggled, and managed to grab a pipe by the door that was now on the ceiling. He hit it, again and again, trying to open it. Then the water rose above his head and filled the compartment.

He woke up, breathing heavily. It was much later in the night. He turned and looked around. He couldn't see anything in the darkness. He collapsed again into troubled sleep.

Oleg watched as Alexei was awakened and fell back asleep. It looked like vodka put him out real good but the wallet was still hanging out of his bag. Oleg got up silently and started to walk over to Alexei. He crouched down and took the wallet opening it he found a picture of Alexei's wife, he put it back. He also noticed a military ID which had his picture on it, Oleg couldnt make out the scratched part of the information side not knowing it was expired. Oleg now thought he definetly is a spy, Oleg put back his wallet gently where it was but he also noticed something else in his bag...

Boris sat there at the table reading a book written by a Drvarskan author who is well known. He began to feel tired and he put the book down and slowly was dozing off to sleep. The lights began to blink again and blacked out. Boris woke up by this yawning, he took his coat and made away out the door towards the shed where he began to put in the last few litres of fuel into the generator.

Alexei woke again. This time, it had been recollections of the flooding. The rising water. The rescuers...

He slowly turned his head: Olag was looking through his bag. He was aboout to confront him when he saw his pistol taken out. Shit, he thought to himself. He was going to be killed by the angry guard.

Oleg picked up the object in the bag and held it in his hand and realised it was a pistol. He immediatly dropped it as he saw Alexei wake up. Oleg ran over to his bed where he grabbed his own M9 Berreta. Stupidly he had left the magazine clip in the weapons locker as when he was cleaning it. He had realised that the keys for the locker were not in fact on his bed side table and that he had it in his pocket still. The slipped out when he rushed over to his bed and they were sitting there neatly on the floor near Alexei. Shit! he thought, how could he have messed this up.

Boris was making his way back to the hut after refuelling the generator. He looked up as the rain broke for a few seconds into the night sky as he saw a patch of stars.

"You're majesty, they've arrived."

"Thank you."

It was pretty cloudy in Sonomi. Dry fortunatley but cloudy. Last time Sonomi recived too much rain it flooded.

Her carriage arrived at the air strip. She was helped out. She approached them gave and bowe. "I'm Princess Tomoyo Mikanu."

The colonel bowed back and said,
"Colonel Mohan Singh, New Brittonian Army, madam. I apoligise for this mess", he said while poinging at the men gathering together and unpacking the gear.

"Would you like to discuss everything outside or in one of the airplanes? Or do you have somewhere you have chosen for us to talk?"

Alexei was quick to react: he sprang up and in one move cocked and aimed the pistol. His hands were shaking from the vodka, but the burst fire would allow for any poor aiming.

"It's not what it looks like..."

Oleg stared at Alexei for a slpit second. He suddenly charged at him low while Alexei fired off one shot, hitting Oleg in his left arm. He tripped Alex over and grabbed the keys, immediatly before Alexei got up Oleg ran towards the main room and opening the weapons locker. He pulled out the first weapon he saw was one of the AK-47s, he had to take a second while opening up a cardboard box of ammunition and insert the clip.

Boris was still looking up at the sky and suddenly heard a gun shot. He immediatly cocked his own M9 and ran back inside.

"What is going on in here!?" yelled Boris.

"Hes a spy!" Oleg shouted back.

Alexei picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. Why did he shoot Oleg? He ran round into the toilet, and forced open the window, before climbing through it. He then ran across the ground to his car, and got in. He started up the car, put it in 3rd gear and then drove as fast as he could away from the hut.

100 metres down the road, he hit a massive puddle he didn't see, and flooded the engine, immobilising it.

He got his gun out again, and turned the fire selector to burst. He then waited for the inevitable attack by the furious guards, who now thought that he was a spy.

Oleg watched as the car sped down the road, he burst out of the hut knocking Boris over. Oleg immediatly let out a rage of fire from his AK-47 at the car stuck in the ditch. He started to run towards it while reloading his rifle.

Boris got up and ran after Oleg.

"Oleg stop! Hes not a spy!!"

Oleg ignored him and continued running.

Alexei heard the bullets hit the ground and the car. The tire burst and deflated, and the rear window shattered. He turned his gun to the approaching man and yelled:

"If you don't stop coming towards me, I will shoot! I am not a spy, but will shoot you if you continue to threaten me!"

He hoped that would be an effective dterrant. If not, he would aim for his legs. He wouldn't be injuring him, as he remembered that the rounds in his gun were plastic trainers. They could still break something though....

Oleg suddenly dropped to the ground and took up aim towards the car. He let out a few bursts of fire. Boris came up behind him and knocked him on the back of the head, he was out cold.

"Its alright Alex. I got him, help me drag him back to the post." Boris knew that Alexei was not a spy. Oleg was a very sensitive person, he had to do what was right.

Alexei hid the gun under the drivers seat, then leapt out and helped lift Oleg back to the guardhouse. In the shooting, his hand had been hit by a shower of glass shards, and now he tried to carry Oleg back as quickly as possible, so he could dress it sooner.

Once they were inside, he asked
"Do you have a medical kit Boris?"

"Yes I get it, please wait here." Boris said and he quickly grabbed a medic kit. Rushing back he helped Alexei first whose hand was bleeding badly from the cut glass, he pulled out the fragments of glass and wrapped it with a bandage. He tended to Oleg next whose bullet wound was luckily a richochet off the floor. Boris faced Alexei.

"Sorry for all of this my friend. I will make sure you are not harmed no more. I will when the rain stops get the truck and pull your car out."

"Thankyou: I think he over-reacted when he found my pistol. I didn't really help much by pointing it at him to stop him from attacking me. I hope this hasn't blemished our friendship"
He then thought of the shots he had fired in defence: one of them must have hit the farmhouse over there: he had been aiming too high. He hoped no - one had been injured.

"No problem. We must get him to his bed before he wakes up." Boris said grabbing his handcuffs where he will attach it to Oleg and the bed post.

"You can come sleep on my office couch if you like." Boris said to Alexei as he closed the door to crews beds.

"If that's OK, yes please Boris. I don't think I want to be in the same room as him when he wakes up."

Alexei helped Boris lift up Olag and dump him on the bed. He then left BOris to handcuff him to the bedframe. He hoped he would be able to explain and persuade Oleg he was not a spy.

"Ok Alex. Here just in case please take this, I hope it is enough for you to trust me." Boris said as he handed Alex Oleg's M9 Beretta.

Boris made his way outside to retrieve the AK47 and towards the car to make sure it was able to be pulled out the next day if the rain stopped. There were many bullet holes in it and a deflated tire. He might need to do a bit of work on it before he can let Alex drive it, but he was not a mechanic but Oleg is...

Alexei heard Oleg wake, and start swearing in Russian as he realised his hands were cuffed. He fell down on the couch, and got some much needed sleep. He woke up 6 hours later, at 6 in the morning, Oleg still swearing. He still hoped that the bullet hadn't hit someone in the farmhouse.

Boris walked back into the hut and collasped in a chair, not caring about being on guard duty he fell asleep. He heard Oleg swearing the whole night as he was woken sometimes. At six in the morning the sun rise woke Boris up, he still heard Oleg swearing. He went to the storage room where they had to switch to emergancy supplies because the supply truck never came. He fished out a few cans of beans and some bread. He walked back to the staff room and in the kitchen he turned on the stove where he started to cook the beans in a pot as well as slicing the bread, he put on a pot of coffee as well. He went to his office where Alexei was just waking up.

"Today I will try to convince Oleg youre not a spy. The war killed two of his favorite comrades by Alfegos airstrikes, he cant help but think about them all the time."
"Come I make you beans on toast." Boris said with a smile.

The two made their way to the kitchen. Oleg was sound asleep now as the night swearing weared him out.

Alexei was suddenly reminded of the supplies in the back of his car.

"Boris, if you wish, I have a 20l can of petrol and some bare essentials: bread, water, dried milk, coffee... If you want of course."

He winced as the bandage rubbed against the 4 long wounds caused by the glass. At least it was only on his right hand: he was left handed.

The colonel bowed back and said,
"Colonel Mohan Singh, New Brittonian Army, madam. I apoligise for this mess", he said while poinging at the men gathering together and unpacking the gear.

"Would you like to discuss everything outside or in one of the airplanes? Or do you have somewhere you have chosen for us to talk?"


OOC: NOTICE
I will be going on vacation and won't be back till Tuesday. So please come back quickly.


IC:


"Inside please."

They spreaded out the map. These areas including this city are as you were informed are in strong need of flood relife. Currently we don't know of any one stranded but there were a number of farms and towns. So please do another sweep through. And becareful, it's really stormy in these parts. According to our freind weather office in Kanami and our neighbors there are these areas of low pressure just holding over these areas. They are scattered storm systems. And we have an embassy to the south we are concerned about that. The Kuronan Naval Guard will help you in your efforts."

_________

Thunder crashed. An open horse cart moved through the torential rain. Huddled in the cart were 6 girls and 6 boys. All being assigned to the foreing outposts for flood relife operators. They were buttoned down in heavy rain gear with riffles on their backs. "The marines are swamped, so is the army. Now they want us."

"This is silly, it's babysitting nothing more."

Several other carts passed by. They were fleeing the rising flood waters. "All right, Privates Austin, Mizaki you two are leaving here. You will have to do some waiding but the Command post is on the other side."

The two girls hopped off. The horses turned around and took off adjacent. They passed a deserted farm house which was half-submerged. "Yuki, where are we?"

Yuki pulled out a rainsoaked map held it to the lantern light. "We should be close. I can't see anything in the rain." Thunder and lighting crashed. "That must be it up there. It looks like it's sand bagged. They waded further into the waist high water and began to climb up a muddy grade. Yuki dropped the lantern. "Shoot. Sorry Alex, that was our only light source."

"We should be almost there Yuki don't panic yet."

They helped each other up the grade. "What do we do walk in?"

"Knock I suppose."

"Were Navy Guards this is our soil we should be able to take command."

"We're privates Yuki. Let's not forget our place." She knocked.

"We got enough supplies for now, but keep yours. Right now we need to convince Oleg that you are no threat. Then he might be able to fix your car, or I can drive you in my truck once the rain has stopped. I might need that spare petrol you have for my truck." Boris replied as he put some beans and bread in a bowl for Alexei.

"So, how do you think we are going to convince Oleg? He has a death wish on me, and will probably kill me at any oppertunity. It didn't help with that gun I had."

Alexei wondered how he could be convinced, while he began to eat his breakfast. It would be difficult.

"Let me think. It will be hard to convince a man like that." Vasilli said as he drank some coffee.

Oleg meanwhile woke up still thinking about his comrades, he wanted to get out of here and return to Drvarska to re-inlist. He remembered he had a spare set of hand cuff keys in his bed-side table. He inched over trying not to make any noise, he unlocked his hand cuffs and made his way to the back door. He ran outside towards a shed where they kept a truck, he knew there was not much petrol left in it but was enough to get him near the next village. He ran out into the thick mud, lifting each foot up took out half of his energy. He eventually got caught in a mud ditch where the mud was making him sink very slowly. Panting he cried out.

"Help!"

Alexei heard the cry and ran outside. He could see Oleg starting to sink into a deep patch of mud. How had he got out?

He ran to the side of the guardhouse and found a large plank of wood. He then put it down on the mud, crawled to the edge and grabbed Olegs hand.

He then began to slowly pull him out. His hand hurt like hell, but that didn't matter. He had almost got Oleg out.

Boris came running after Alexei, he pulled Alexei so he did not sink in as well.

Oleg suprised that the Alfegos man came to his rescue, maybe he was wrong about him...
He was pulled out and he thanked Alexei as well as apologizing for his actions. He hoped he could do something in return for what he did.

"Right. He's Out lets get him a change of clothes and a warm shower. He must be bloody freezing"

Alexei saw the forgiving look in Olegs eye, and thought that he might have accepted that Alexei was not a spy.

He helped carry Oleg inside, and then went about making some warm food for Oleg.

"Alchol!" A Naval Guard Exclaimed.

"Damn foreingers."

"These foreingers are helping us out of this mess."

"Tomoyo was damn fool for unisolating Kurona. She acts as though we haven't had floods before."

Thunder interupted anyone before they could speak.

"Yeah well we haven't had floods like this."

"My family lost our farm in the floods. I want to do some good already!"

"So far we are just walking following the trail of enviromental distruction left by these outsiders."

"Come off it already will you?" Shouted a girl.

"Everyone calm down all right, we need to keep moving."

IC:


"Inside please."

They spreaded out the map. These areas including this city are as you were informed are in strong need of flood relife. Currently we don't know of any one stranded but there were a number of farms and towns. So please do another sweep through. And becareful, it's really stormy in these parts. According to our freind weather office in Kanami and our neighbors there are these areas of low pressure just holding over these areas. They are scattered storm systems. And we have an embassy to the south we are concerned about that. The Kuronan Naval Guard will help you in your efforts."

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Colonel Singh said,
"Well, we will secure the city of Sonomi. Currently, we have out men unloading the aid. We are setting up our base if operations and it will be finished tomorrow. We will start helecopter patrols in the morning."

"Thank you. Sonomi won't be too much. The heavy work is done. But Port Yasuragi is in heavy need. It's half underwater I'm afraid. Oh and you should be aware that many of our Naval Guard are out. They are armed but won't fire unless fired upon."

She bowed and took her exit.

"Thank you. Oh and you should be aware that many of our Naval Guard are out. They are armed but won't fire unless fired upon."

She bowed and took her exit.

Colonel Sing walked out with her and said, finally,
"You are welcome to visit Camp Tomoyo or New Brittonia whenever you please to."

Oleg was shivering from the bitter cold. As Alexei helped him inside he said to him.

"Sorry Alex, I fix your car if you like."

Boris started the shower, it takes a while for the water to turn warm as the generator chugged on its last few drops of fuel. Boris came back and noticed Oleg apologizing to Alexei, he smiled and went to get new clothes for Oleg.

"Thankyou. Just wait a minute".

Alexei went out of the hut and got the spare can of petrol from out the back of the car. He came back over, and filled the generator back up.

"That's the least I can do".

Alexei went into the kitchen and came back with a bowl of something hot. It was something, becuase the label had come off the tin, and the stuff looked slightly inedible.

"Heres something hot, so you don't freeze. Have some rest."

Oleg took the bowl from Alexei and tasting it he realised it was carrot soup (his least favourite food) but he still apreciated Alexei's kindness. He got into the bed and went into a deep sleep.

Boris came back to check on him and then faced Alexei.

"Thank you for your kindness Alex, I hope we can stay good friends in the future."

He turned on the radio in his office to the English channel on the Drvarskan network. Boris did not listen to Kurona radio because he did not know what was going on back home.

"This is Drvarskan radio. We have a breaking news alert that our government and the Alfegos are on the verge of a Nuclear war. At the moment they are negotiating but throughout Drvarska many Nuclear missles have been armed and there is alot of activity overseas. We do not have any information at the moment but soon we will be getting reports on what is to happen. All Drvarskan families please be on the alert for any suspicious activity in your area and do not forget to get into your local bunker if the siren starts to go off. May Drvarska be with you. This is Drvarskan news, stay tuned." The message broke off into some classical music.

"My god what is going on." Boris said.

"What is going on?" said Alexei. "I hope it is like what happened with Weccanfield. Then, only one nuke was fired, and it was stopped beofe rit went off."

He remembered the sirens again. He was back when he was a kid, during the 2 nd civil war in the 80s. Then there was the CR gas bombs. His eyes and face felt as if they were covered in burning petrol. He had screamed as he was dragged into the basement, and his face was plunged into a bowl of water. That had felt better. Bu the pain had gone on for hours. He hoped that there weren't any gas attacks again.

Boris looked at Alexei for a moment.

"Is there a radio station of your country. Maybe we look to see if they have any reports on what is happening." he said as he passed the radio to Alexei.

Alexei slowly adjusted the radio to attempt to tune into the ANN World Service.

He finally got the radio tuned in.

"....has declared that attacks on the enemy will not be nuclear or lethal chemical/biological. However, the government said in a statement taht attacks will be forthcoming if they do not release a minister they captured on an unprovoked attack on the Ministry of War.

All civilians are reminded to go to the nearest municipal shelter if missile attack is detected, or if that is not an option to use your basement. Any queries can be made on 00 66 00. That number again, 00 66 00.

Back to the story on the attack on the Ministry of Defence's...." The radio lost the signal.

"Well. What do you think is going on?"

"How stange of it for our country to launch such an attack. I hope this does not turn out to be a nuclear holocaust. Drvarska has many Nuclear weapons but I hope they wont be used. What I really dont understand is how all this started in the first place, all I know is that we were fighting in Alestra because there were crimes of acts killing civilians there by TS forces but not Alfegos." Boris said as he sat there in his chair thinking.

"Do you have a family in Alfegos?"

"I did" said Alexei. "I had a wife, and she..."

He could not think of how to tell them of her death. Neither could he of his parents, who died in the 1980s in the civil war. Covered in Lewisite from the Communist rebels, they had died a slow death.

"I hope we don't have any nuclear holocaust. Our government is known for its hasty action..."

"I understand, my mother was killed as a political prisoner a long time ago. She was suspected of giving terrorists military codes. In fact she was just talking to her brother in a different country. It made no sense at all. I sure do hope both our governments stand down." Boris said as he got out a pack of cigarettes.

"I dont usualy smoke but after all what has happened I really need to calm myself down." He said as he light one.

He offered a cigarette to Alexei.

Alexei refused the cigarette.

"I do hope so. Some of the stuff our country has is nasty, and that's only the declassified stuff. I should know..."

He lifted up his arm and could still see the scars from the blister gas on his wrist.

"I was victim of chemical attacks during the 2 nd civil war, when I was just a kid. There was a communist rebel attack, which filled most of the town with Lewisite before we could get to the shelter. Only me and my brother survived out of my entire family. The rest, well..."

He couldn't go on, so switched the radio back to the Drvarskan news service.

"No need to say anymore my friend." Boris said as he listened to the radio.

"...has standed down for now. The missles that attacked us were duds that were disabled over the sea. The government is wishing to negotiate with the Alfegos for a prisoner exchange and a possible ceasefire that would end the war for good. Reports have come in of our submarine fleets returning to shore. We go live now to Tanya Mavotov at a naval base along the coast of Drvarska, Tanya.
I am here with Captain Dimitri Lokev commander of Nuclear submarine D-19. Tell me captain was our nation really going to fire nuclear missles at Alfegos? "I cant reveal that information on what really happened right now but I must say it was pretty close to a full scale nuclear holocaust. We are lucky to still be here. Thank you Tanya that will be all." Capatain? Captain? Well there you have it from one of our top submarine captains, back to you Nikiev.
That will be all for now, stay tuned for more information as the government awaits a reply from the Alfegos government. Coming up next..."

Boris turned off the radio.

"I think it is all ok now. Come we must check up on Oleg to see if we can fix your car."

The two made their way to the crews bedroom and found Oleg awake rubbing his head.

"Glad to have you back with us Oleg." Boris said.

"Yes, let us go and fix that car." he said as he stood up putting his boots and coat on.

"All I think I need to do is re-inflate the rear tyres and get it towed out of the ditch. Unless the engine's really buggered." said Alexei

He was glad that the situation had cooled down. But he hoped that the engine hadn't been destroyed by the water. It didn't matter though: he wouldn't mind staying with them. He didn't have anywhere in the town now: he looked down and saw the flooded streets in the distance. His house was out there, probably up to the first floor in water.

Oleg exammined the car.

"I think your engine is broken, one of the bullets punched a hole in it and has filled up with water. I will try my best to fix it but it looks quite bad."

He got the truck out of the garage and backed it up towards the car, Boris and Alexei attached the winch and Oleg put his foot down pulling the car out slowly. After a few minutes it was out and Oleg took it back to the garage where he began to work on it straight away. Boris helped out getting the tools for him. The rain began to start again but they were under some shelter.

"When will this blasted rain stop!" Boris said.

"I had quite a problem with that in my homeland. There was rain every afternoon, where I used to live. And then there was the monsoon season every year."

He came into the garage, and had a look at the engine. It was very badly damaged. It would probably take a completely new one to fix. Unless Oleg had much more experience than he thought, and much more raw materials to fix the thing.

Oleg managed to drain out all the water and replace the tire but the engine was still in bad shape.

"Looks like the battery has soaked through. I can replace it but the wires that connects it to the engine are shattered from the bullet. These wires is one thing I do not have, the wire in the truck are too big to replace it." Oleg said as he picked up a new battery.

"That does not sound good Oleg, is there any way of making a wire?" Boris asked.

"Im afraid not, I do not know how to make one first and our supplies are quite low." Oleg replied with a sigh.

"Would jump leads be any good?" asked Alexei
"I have a few in the trunk, wait a moment". He opened the liftgate, and pulled out the jump leads.
"Will these work?"

"Lets give it a try." Oleg replied taking the leads.

He attached them to the engine and turned on the battery, the engine roared back to life but shortly a large burst a smoke came out of the top and it stopped.

"Damn it! I think there is still some mud stuck in there. I will have to take the engine out and strip it." Oleg said.

He got the help of Boris and Alexei lifting the engine out and putting it on a table. Oleg immediatly started to take it apart cleaning each piece as he went. It would take a few hours to clean it.

Boris noticed it was starting to get cold as the wind started to come in, he saw Alexei shivering a little.

"Hang on Alex, ill get you a coat." he said.

He returned a few minutes later with a warm overcoat and an old Drvarskan military winter hat.

"You keep these, youre gonna need them."

"Well, at least in Alfegos the rain is warm in the afternoon." he shivered.

"Should we see if we can radio for supplies?"

"Yes, good idea. I am getting sick of beans anyway." Boris said as the two walked back into the building leaving Oleg to continue cleaning the engine.

Boris turned on the radio and signalled to the Kurona police base.

"This is checkpoint 017 requesting supplies from air drop, over."

He repeated the signal but no reply.

"I am pretty sure they will get the message, we just listen out for any reply."
Boris said as he sat down in his office chair again.

"How about we check on the news again."

He turned on the radio and tuned it to the Drvarskan channel.

".:music:..This is Drvarskan radio reporting to you live from our nations capital of Drvar. Reports have come in that our President Orlov and a board of representatives have gone to Alfegos to discuss a peace treaty and also a withdrawl of troops from Alestra. Alfegos news groups were allowed into the building to listen to the conferance live. This is Drvarskan news, stay tuned....:music:."

Boris tuned the station back to the Alfegos channel to listen to the conferance live.

Alexei listened to the men debating. Knowing his government, it would take hours until something was agreed.

"Shall I get something to eat for us? I'm sure Oleg would want something."

"Yes, I shall come and help. I think we got some bread if you want to get some of the supplies out of your car. We also got some soup left over." Boris said as he walked to the mess room with Alexei.

Oleg was still working on the engine, he still had quite a bit to do but there was no serious damage to it.

Alexei went into the garage, and collected some suplues from the back. They weren't wet, luckily. He tossed a bar of chocolate to Oleg.

"For the good work. How long do you think it will take for it to be finished?"

"Thanks Alex. I think it will be ready in one hour, the mud is really thick in here." Oleg said as he opened the chocolate bar.

Boris was reheating another bowl of soup, he gave it to Alexei along with some bread.

"How long Oleg say?"

"An hour, Boris. Until then, can you think of any way to waste the time?"

"Well lets see then." He looked around and his eye caught the AK-47 he left on the table last night.

"Tell me Alex, do you want to go target shooting? We got some old cans outside." he said smiling. Shooting was one of his favourite sports but he did not know about Alexei.

"Fair enough. I'm quite good at shooting with a rifle. But I was trained with the AF - 87 assault rifle. I could try it with my pistol. I'll go get it from the car"
Alexei dashed through the rain to the car, grabbed the pistol, and rushed back with it.

"It's got automatic fire, so should be a match for your AK - 47."

"Ok youre on Alex." Boris said grabbing a box with some clips in it.

They walked over to an opened out shed facing an open field with some tree stumps in it. Boris rushed over placing some cans for the both of them to shoot at.

Oleg took a 5 minute break to come and watch.

Alexei drew his Glock 18C. He loaded a high-capacity 33-round clip of 9mm bullets, before aiming at the distant cans.

"Bet I can get those three cans in three shots."

He clicked the fire selecter round to semi-automatic, and fired three shots.

"Very nice." as he watched Alexei shoot down the three cans. Boris inserted a clip into his AK-47 and fired a few bursts knocking down some cans, he was not the best shot but he was fair.

Oleg returned to work, he was almost done with cleaning the engine.

Alexei cocked the gun again.

"I bet I can hit that tree over there."

The tree was about 500 m away.

He fired.

"Shall we see where that went?"

"Wait let me aim for the tree next to it." Alexei said as he took a few seconds aiming the AK-47 and firing one round.

"Ok now we go."

The two walked through the rain towards their targets.

"How much do you bet we got a hit? I know oyu probably will, beacuse your sights are set for that range?"

When they got to the two trees, Alexei couldn't find the bullets.

"Can you see any Boris?"

"No, I think we both missed." said Boris laughing. Then he noticed the two shots on a same tree beyond the two they were shooting.

"Hey there they are!"

"What a coincidence, eh? Anyway, lets get back now. I'm getting wet, and I want to see if my car's working yet." said Alexei, unloading his pistol, and making sure the sfetys were active, before holstering.

"Yes its almost been an hour now." Boris said as he slinged the AK-47 on his back.

The two walked back and saw Oleg waiting there with a pair of towels for them.

"I think its good now, help me put it back in."

The three lifted and put the engine back in place. Oleg hooked up the jump leads and turned on the battery. The engine chugged and roared to life but slowly died down. Oleg swearing in Russian angrily hit a wrench he was holding onto the engine and it roared back to life.

"Hey I fixed it! Not bad for a mechanic heh?" he said laughing.

"Yes! Now, do you think it is safe to venture away now, or should I stay here till the floodwaters subside?"

Then the engine coughed and died.

"Damn! I must have siphoned off too much fuel for the generator!"

"Damn, well we shall wait until we get a radio signal back. I am sure they can airlift some fuel in or we can "borrow" some from the spare fuel can in the truck across the road." Boris said.

"Yeah I got a hose here." said Oleg.

"OK Then. I don't think they would mind us borrowing any fuel. I've got my can of petrol here. Now lets get some."

They crept outside to the truck, making sure they couldn't be seen. They then drained half a tank of petrol into the can.

"Good. Now, I'm not gonna be able to go yet, as you said the roads are flooded. It'd be best to stay out here then, until it gets drier. Or if it gets drier."

Latif, Michael, and Kazuo, were all asleep in the truck. They had fixed it, but Viviana, Marisela, and Milagros hadn't come back from the farmhouse yet.

Latif was always up early, to pray to Allah. The man never missed his five prayers a day, come rain, come shine, in a mosque, or in the passenger seat of an old pickup truck. He instinctively whipped his pair of PM Makarovs out of the glove box when he heard gunshots. He figured it was those foreign cops from last night, the ones who had come out to their truck but found somebody else to go off with. Tucking one into his pants just to be safe after he finished praying, he got out of the car and went to go find the girls (and to take a leak). He left the other Makarov in Michael's lap, in case he might need it.

The three of them were all huddled together for warmth under their one poncho on the farmhouse's porch. Milagros was sandwiched in between Viviana and Marisela; Latif didn't know what to say to that.

He shook the nearest one, Viviana, awake.

"Mmmm...Latif?" she said, groaning, "So fucking early. I don't wanna pray to Allah. If he's there, he's already sending me to hell."

"Yeah. Were they home?" Latif asked, ignoring the comments on his religion.

"Couldn't tell," Viviana said, "Amber, Sunè, and Chara were either gone or asleep, I couldn't tell. Sucks for us, though. Shima is going to be on our asses if and when we get back."

"I hear you," Latif said, looking out at the rain.

"And I do too. Shut up, Viviana," Milagros complained, before falling back asleep on Marisela's shoulder. She started drooling, which caused the still-sleeping Marisela to cringe.

Latif shook his head and walked back towards the truck. As he did, he saw Michael getting out with the Makarov, and a guy with a can you might use to hold gas.

"Oye!" Michael said, the gun held low, out of the man's view, "What are you doing, camarada?"

"I'm borrowing a little bit of fuel, if you don't mind" said Alexei. He hadn't seen this man at all before, and instinctivly his hand went to the holstered pistol. He would have to be careful, as he had put in the smaller magazine. Semi-automatic only.

Michael shrugged, putting the safety back on the Makarov and throwing it on the passenger seat, "I don't. But, for future reference, you should have just woken me up and asked. I would have given it to you, camarada."

Latif walked over. Lapsing into "Japaspanglish," which was a Tejano invention that consisted of code-switching between Japanese, Spanish, and English, and essentially incomprehensible for those who weren't Tejano, he asked, "You sure we can give that guy gas? We might not be able to get back to town."

"Are you in the mood to get yelled at by Shima?" Michael replied, "We go to town, that's what will happen."

Latif nodded, "Good point."

Michael turned back to the guy who was siphoning their gas, "Where are you from, camarada?"

"I'm from Milkavich, in Alfegos. Thanks for this." said Alexei. He drew his hand away, finished siphoning gas, and then removed the hose.

"By the way, did anyone get hurt from the shooting last night? I could have sworn that a bullet hit the farmhouse."

"My partner and I are from Drvarska. If you dont mind we need some gas for his car that broke down last night. I am sure there would be enough left for your truck to get to town as well. Perhaps in return we can give you a couple blankets if you are freezing in that farm house there." Boris said, his AK-47 was still slung over his back.

"What does Camarada mean?" Oleg asked as he helped Alexei with the gas can.

(OOC: wow a lot has been going on while I was away)


People stacked sandbags like crazy trying to beat the rising flood waters. Lightning streaked down with constant thunder. Sunè was shook awake by her own nightmares. She was sweating but had a really bad feeling she flung her feet over the side. Water, it was already up to her ankles. "Amber, Chara wake up. We have to go!"

"What? Oh my?"

"What's happening?" Chara asked frightendly.

"It will be okay." Amber buttoned her up in a raincoat. Both put on their own raincoats and made their way through the rising water. It was up to their chests when they were outside. "We could be in trouble." Amber whispered. "We have to find the levee." Sunè said.

They trudged on through the flood waters cold and scared. Amber held tightly to Chara who was on her shoulders. Thunder and lighting crashed sending down a nearby tree. Rain was still falling in sheets.

Mayumi sat with her husband "I haven't seen a storm like this in ages." she remaked. Their farm was with in the levee boundry.

"It will be over soon." Her husband said.

Their children were all playing in their rooms trying to keep their minds off the storm.


Back in Sonomi the moon and stars emerged from the clouds. Tomoyo sat thinking, and lementing on the storm that ravaged their country in October. This seemed like it but it was diffrent.

"I want to visit the camp."

"Yes ma'am."

-snip-
(OOC- this is my aid reaching your guys)


Colonel Mohan Songh sat in a small office, really it was a trailer, off the airfield planninf more aid. Most of the thirteen planes came, thenext thing wouldbe to distribute it. Currently, as he looked out of the window with the torrential rains still roaring. There were several hangars that will be used as refugee camps, tents will be set up when the rain stops. Meanwhile, the aid was trying to reach the people.

Four Land Rover Defenders droove down th wet road. They drove up to the farm house.

A man in military camoflauge ran up to the front door and knocked on it.

OOC: Just rember Amber and Sune are the ones wading in the flood waters)

Mayumi answerd with her husband Koji at her side.

"Yes?" She asked

OOC: Just rember Amber and Sune are the ones wading in the flood waters)

Mayumi answerd with her husband Koji at her side.

"Yes?" She asked

"We are evacuating everyone." He turned his head and yelled,
"You two. . . in the water? Get here!"

"All right." They both complied quickly packing necesities and got out the door.

Amber saw a light and heard a voice. "Looks like we're saved." They moved towards it. "Hello! We need assitance!" They moved closer.

Boris and Oleg both fixed the truck up with the fuel they borrowed. The three including Alexei sat in the front after they loaded up the back with supplies and personnel items.

They drove off down the muddy road towards a town some 10km away, they noticed two Kurona girls struggling in the water with a child.

"Quick Boris get the rope." Oleg said.

Boris came back with the rope and tossed over to the couple while talking in russian. They did not realise that they were not speaking english due to the panic and the rain pounding on their heads.

"We are Kurona police. Catch the rope, we will pull you to safety!"

They grabed the ropes and were saved with out further incident.

"Thank you. Do you speak Kurma?"

"All right." They both complied quickly packing necesities and got out the door.

Amber saw a light and heard a voice. "Looks like we're saved." They moved towards it. "Hello! We need assitance!" They moved closer.

One of the Land Rovers drove up to the ladies and the driver, an Asian man wearing a standard issue rain hat, said while waiving his hand,
"Come on in!"

They hesitated at the sight of a motor vehicle. They weren't used to such things. Kuronans never travled by any form of motorized vehicle, they've always been banned since their conception, but they agreed to it and entered.

They hesitated at the sight of a motor vehicle. They weren't used to such things. Kuronans never travled by any form of motorized vehicle, they've always been banned since their conception, but they agreed to it and entered.

The car drove to the beginning of a small road, there the Land Rovers met and the man driving Mayumi and Koji said,
"All present."

The driver carrying the girls said
"Present too, lets roll."

The Guard moved through deserted streets taking down looters on the spot but helping rescue the stranded. "I found this little girl, her parent's are missing."

"Yeah a lot of people are missing."

"Come on, it's pooring rain this city is half submerged. Let's get out of here."

Thunder crashed as streaks of lighting filled the sky.

Thoes fleeing their homes from flood waters were stuck in random forests in some part of the country. Many were losing their tents as the storm intesified.

Caley and her husband were sleepeless in their tent that shook violently in the wind. Their children were asleep but they weren't.

"We'll be okay?"

"Joshua, don't kid your self, our home is gone we didn't have insurance. The farm is lost." Caley began to cry.

"It's okay it's okay. Shhh...."

"I'm sorry to be so negative, we can rebuild and we are safe aren't we?"

"Shhh." He kissed her and held her.

(Aight)

"Thank you for helping us. Where are you all from?" Mayumi asked.

The Land Rovers drove through the wet and muddy roads, kicking up splashes along the way.

OOC: wanna make conversation along the way or not?