Genites
23-09-2007, 04:04
(OOC: while mostly Open; a lot of this will be between myself and Caz; and I keep the right to bar anyone from this RP for reasons of suck)
SIC
Office of the Supreme Leader
Sanctus sat in his office; brooding as he read over the intelligence reports before him all arranged neatly in short piles; Alexia was many things cruel; heartless, ruthless; cold hearted but were a few terms that immediately came to mind but she was also very thorough. If it came to war they could launch a massive decapitating attack against the Cazalian military and an occupation that would make the Londinians look like quire boys. Though Sanctus himself would happily slaughter the entire population without a second though Telmanicus was a man of honour and as head of the military there could be no attack without Telmanicus' support and to garner that support Sanctus had to give the illusions of peace overtures. Sanctus smiled and rubbed his chin as he leaned back in the white supple leather chair; more akin to what one might find on a cruise ship's command deck than an office. So much so that it was a thing of debate amongst the lessor's as they were called; referred to as "the big chair". Sanctus gazed out over the city; the various mash of futuristic technology and functional design filled the sky line with spires, holo-screens and sky scrapers but also lots of Red and copper colours. "Sandra"; he said into his Comm unit built into his desk, the latest technology; "Take a message and send to those Cretonnes Cazelians at once" he spoke.
IC
Official Message to the IDC
The Holy Empire; invites the nation of Cazelia to send its representative to our capital for treaty talks and to smooth out diplomatic problems; we personally invite Ingram Hasley to out great nation; with sincere hope for a brighter future and avert future shedding of Cazelian blood.
His Holy Majesty and Supreme Leader: Sanctus Saratonia
SIC
Office of the Supreme Leader
Sanctus sat in his office; brooding as he read over the intelligence reports before him all arranged neatly in short piles; Alexia was many things cruel; heartless, ruthless; cold hearted but were a few terms that immediately came to mind but she was also very thorough. If it came to war they could launch a massive decapitating attack against the Cazalian military and an occupation that would make the Londinians look like quire boys. Though Sanctus himself would happily slaughter the entire population without a second though Telmanicus was a man of honour and as head of the military there could be no attack without Telmanicus' support and to garner that support Sanctus had to give the illusions of peace overtures. Sanctus smiled and rubbed his chin as he leaned back in the white supple leather chair; more akin to what one might find on a cruise ship's command deck than an office. So much so that it was a thing of debate amongst the lessor's as they were called; referred to as "the big chair". Sanctus gazed out over the city; the various mash of futuristic technology and functional design filled the sky line with spires, holo-screens and sky scrapers but also lots of Red and copper colours. "Sandra"; he said into his Comm unit built into his desk, the latest technology; "Take a message and send to those Cretonnes Cazelians at once" he spoke.
IC
Official Message to the IDC
The Holy Empire; invites the nation of Cazelia to send its representative to our capital for treaty talks and to smooth out diplomatic problems; we personally invite Ingram Hasley to out great nation; with sincere hope for a brighter future and avert future shedding of Cazelian blood.
His Holy Majesty and Supreme Leader: Sanctus Saratonia