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Delpin Hyit had been anixious over night as the elections were taking place, he had not slept well, he was still getting used to living in Dolphinea Palace, a very moderate climate as opposed to the sub artic of New St. Petersburg, or the sub tropical of Neo Savanna. While the reformed new government gave the Arbiter a lot of power, most of the power still lied with the Senate, and the elections for senators had been last night, and
Delpin awoke to find that these elections would change things quite a lot. As he began to read the newspaper head lines, he read:

“The New Socialist Senate of the Confederacy.”

Delpin was taken aback. To say the least. The Socialists now controlled 60% of the Senate, more than the Confederate Party, which controlled 20%, about another 20% was controlled by the Independent party. Hyit himself was an Independent.

The New Arbiter Pro Temp of the Senate had this to say a his inauguration,

“Our reforms will take time, yes, but they will happen! We will hear the peoples’ call! They have spoken with their votes! We will make this nation a Democratic Socialist state!...”

Official Communique

We would like to extend our congratulations to the Socialist Party of the Far Echo Islands, we will be watching you with great expectations.

That's all we can do, as, unfortunately, a regional war has been consuming our time and resources lately.

We would like to remind all citizens of the CEFI that Vetalian Oceania will continue to remain a staunch bastion of capitalism and that they can come to us for all of their consumer needs.

We would like to remind all citizens of the CEFI that Vetalian Oceania will continue to remain a staunch bastion of capitalism and that they can come to us for all of their consumer needs.

Of Course, Echo Islader laws have as much effect in Vetalian Oceania as they do in mainland Vetalia, which is of course none.

Signed,
Arbiter Delpin Hyit

Emperor Raincedar watched with his jaw about 2 inches below its normal place.

ININ had just announced that the CSFEI was now a Socialist state, with Independents and Confederates controlling a hapless minority.

God damn Parties and all that they stand for! he thought.

The Empire was likely the largest democracy in the world that had no parties, and the concept of a political party was alien to the common Kiravian.

"Well," Raincedar said, "Lets see, Fordock, Pictavia, CFEI,..... Wow. Amaxing how we tend to ally with socialists."

He had the Secriatist of State, Fyren Redwood, write a communiqué to their ally:

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Kiravian Empire

Permissum Astrum Subleuco

Imperial Secriat of State

Allied Relations Office

While we do not ideologically concur with this new Socialist party, nor political parties in general, we are glad that the voice of the Echoese people is being heard. Furthermore, our alliance shall continue, as it has, and hopefully, will live on until the Messiah comes again.

Regards,

F. Redwood

Fyren Redwood
Secriatist of State

--

A small Kiravian helicopter landed in Fort Selkirk, in the Pacific Ocean Colony.

It carried a special passenger, Lee Jackson Davis, former Grand Arbiter of the former CFEI. After British Londinium fell, a Kiravian team had evacuated the prisoner from the Londinian colony of Britizkium.

The Totalitarian State of Red Tide hardly ever kept tabs on foreign elections, indeed, this was one of very few the places the State-Run Media could pursue by itself. Its content was still reviewed by the Intellegince-Commissarat of course.

"In other news, the communist hordes made a temporary advance in the international scene today. The nation of The Far Echo Islands, never known as a proper nation, has fallen to the visciousness of the communist scum who subverted their oh-so-short lived 'democracy'. But even as we speak, our glorious people continue their fight against the Imperialists and Communists. We know no[insert propaganda tirade here]."

All in all, a average Red Tidean news report on foreign affairs.

OOC: Kirav, refer to the Pictish Timeline Wiki; In 2001 the Red (Socialist) Party lost power to the Eco-Syndicalist Party. Socialism still retains a grasp in the Pictish isles, however it is by far not the prevailing ideology.

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Official Communiqué

Friends of the Imperium,
The Pictish Imperium offers her highest congratulations in your demonstration of dedication to the people.
May your steadfast defiance of the capitalist state heed a new era in the Far Echo Islands.

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Regards,
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Gaius Kadesh, Consul of the Pictish Imperium
High Commander of the Pictish Armed Forces
Warlord of the Utopian Crusades

[FONT="Book Antiqua"]OOC: Kirav, refer to the Pictish Timeline Wiki; In 2001 the Red (Socialist) Party lost power to the Eco-Syndicalist Party. Socialism still retains a grasp in the Pictish isles, however it is by far not the prevailing ideology.


Aye. I thought it was "Eco-Socialist". My bad. I'm not über-capitalizt either. THe EMpire has lots of state-run industries, subsidies, sate corporations, and state-backed firms. Strict environmnetal controls exist as well. But we're still a capitalist state.

The New senate today made its first action to address the 14-year-olds selling lemonade without government control, though it did not pass in its original form, a modified version which allowed the continuation of the lemonade stanes, but the owners must report on all rescources used and profits made to the government.

Second, the senate proposed a new flag to symbolize the new government, a red field with a golden dove near the far edge in the corner, symbolizing the freedom in daily life the new senate will provide the people. This legislation passed by a 90% margin.

Also, average citizens were polled on the new flag as well, some of the responses were:

"I definitely support it, the old flag was for the Echo Federation, which is no longer, the government has reformed its self since the civil war, we need a new flag. And this one is AWESOME!"

"I say we need a new flag, but, why not the old one, back before the civil war, I liked that one best."

"We need a new flag, but maybe not this one, look here, I have several designs..." said the citizen pulling papers from his pocket.

"I must agree, we are now officially socialist, but thats not the only reason to like this flag, the dove symbolizes nature, and we all can agree on nature and its greatness. None of our old flags really showed that."

The next morning, a flag rasing ceremony was held, Two Generals raised the flag, one pulling it up and the other tossed it into the wind. It did look very nice flying in the autum wind and the bright sun.

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Kiravian Empire

Permissum Astrum Subleuco

Imperial Secriat of State

Allied Relations Office

We joyously inform the Far Echo Islands that your former leader, Lee Jackson Davis, has been liberated from the former Londinian colony of Britzkium. He has been brought to New Harbour, and is currently boarding in Greysand, New Harbour's capital.

General Resources Conglomerate

Our previous communiques have been lost due to the tides of war, and we still want to ask the Echoese people and their fine government a question.

We are interested in developing environmentally friendly weapons with you, biodegradable caseless weapons, natural explosives and non uranium based penetrators.

[END]

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Official Government Response

We are excited to hear of this news! We have dispatched Delpin Hyit on a Concord Jet toward Greysand, he will be eager to meet the great leader. This is a great day for the Confederacy!

Infinite Thanks to our ally,
Gregor Mendel
Sectary of State

General Resources Conglomerate

Our previous communiques have been lost due to the tides of war, and we still want to ask the Echoese people and their fine government a question.

We are interested in developing environmentally friendly weapons with you, biodegradable caseless weapons, natural explosives and non uranium based penetrators.

[END]

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Official Government Response

This is a very intresting proposal; some of our engineers have though on this subject as well, and several designs have been made in the field of caseless weapons, and a compost based explosive has been devloped, but it does not work well, and most of the caseless weapons remain in the design phase. We would be very intested in continuing research with you. We have sent some engineers away on an airplane toward your nation as we speak.

With much intest,
Gregor Mendel
Sectary of State

We are honoured to have Sèr Hyit as a guest in our Empire once again. You will be overjoted to see the great mixed Echoese-Kiravian colony that New Harbour has become.

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Kiravian Empire

Permissum Astrum Subleuco

Colony of New Harbour

Secriat of State

We are honoured to welcome Delpin Hyit to our country. A special welcome has been prepared at Greysand Imperial Airport & Airbase. Please ignore any automated warnings of destruction that may be transmitted to your plane, as they are empty threats intended to keep the ecolony secret from...undesirable governments.

Regards,

Peale Oceanlife

Peale Oceanlife
Governor of New Harbour

General Resources Conglomerate

Our previous communiques have been lost due to the tides of war, and we still want to ask the Echoese people and their fine government a question.

We are interested in developing environmentally friendly weapons with you, biodegradable caseless weapons, natural explosives and non uranium based penetrators.

[END]

OOC: I could not find a valid reason to reply to this Communiqué from my half since Pictavia would likely have never seen it. In any case the Pictish Military already uses 4.85mm Imperial, 6.25mm Imperial, 6.45mm Scarlet and 9mm Imperial rounds by Polaris Arms, Inc. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=522384), all of which are caseless.

On a similiar note, you may find funding for this project from the Utopian Commonwealth as a whole (See my signature; As of this moment the UC is myself, Echo and Kirav).

The concord jet screeched at the runway, in a flurry of squealing tires and down spinning turbines. The Flag on the side of the plane had been hastily vyniled over. Delpin stepped down onto the tarmac and was followed by a sparce security detail, Echo Isladers felt quite secure in the Empire.

Governor Peale Oceanlife saluted the Arbiter, and greeted them in Arkik,

"Welcome, Sèr Hyit. I am Peale Oceanlife, Governour of New Harbour. We are highly honoured to welcome you as a guest to our humble colony, where th ecultures of your nation and mine have blended together so perfectly."

"Wow, that is amazing to hear. This will be a very intresting visit it seems. And your fluency in Arkik is amazing." Delpin looked around, "It is very nice here, but for now, lets get down to why I came, my good friend LJD."

"Wow, that is amazing to hear. This will be a very intresting visit it seems. And your fluency in Arkik is amazing." Delpin looked around, "It is very nice here, but for now, lets get down to why I came, my good friend LJD."

"Why thank you, it is a beautiful language.

About Sèr Davis; When British Londinium was destroyed, the Crimm began to reorganize Britzikium. Since no Londinians were around to stop anything, Emperor Raincedar ordered that we storm the penal settlement, and get Davis to safety befoe the Crimm arrived. He was brought to a military base by helicopter. He is in good health and condition, although a bit taken aback at the turbulent changes that have altered his homelend."

"Wow, that is incredabile, quite a military operation indeed! Very organized, and greatly directed. And I am sure that he is freaking out at the fact that we are now controlled by Akimonad, he is a feirce nationalist. Does he know?"

"Yes, he does. The porter for the hotel that he's staying in says that he has several maps of Akimonad posted on the walls with arrows drawn over them. Likewise, most New Harbourers share his sentiment."

"Ah, well, there are plans in place for that. But I am not at liberty to discuss those here and now. [Check TG's] Anyway, it sounds like he has not changed too much." Deplin paused in thought. "Why don't we pick him up and go and have a quick lunch in the city. It makes for a nice reunion and tour all in one; what do you say?"

"Aye, sir." Oceanlife answered.

He led the Arbiter to an ethynol vehicle, and they drove through Greysand. They passed theatres advertising upcoming Echoese films, Kiravian-style architecture, and several signs printed in Arkik, Coscivian, and Arkosciv(A mixed language that developed in New Harbour's larger cities).

The vehicle pulled up to a tall, beige building.

"This is the Everest Courtyard" he explained.

They took a nelevator to the fifth floor to room 547.

Oceanlife knocked, "Sèr Davis? Arbiter Hyit is here to see you"

Davis opened the door, and greeted them.

OOC: Checked TGs. You make up what he says.

"By God, Delpin, its good to see you!" LJD called, as if Delpin was distiant.

"Same to you..." said Delpin, he extended his hand to be shaken, but Davis gave Delpin a warm embrace. Delpin laughed slightly, "should have been expecting that." As he returned the embrace.

"Ah, and it is good to see you as well again Oceanlife." He turned back to Delpin, "and wow, I've heard about every thing that's been happening, and I must ask, why can't I ever be home when the fun's happening?"

"I don't know, but Sèr Oceanlife and I have made plans to go on a short lunch before heading back to Echonia*"

"Sure, I could eat. Let's Head out." As they did.

"Sèr Oceanlife, I say that you pick the location." Said Delpin.

*Echonia: term used to refer to the Far Echo Islands, and its territories.

"I'd be honoured, sir. There's an excellent café just up the street, and their food is delicious, yet substantial enought to last you the flight back to Echonia."

Cool. I use "Kiravia" sometimes to refer to the whole Empire.

"Sounds great," said Davis, "shall we walk or drive?"

"Eh, it's only across the street. Plus, it's lunch hour anyway, so traffic's bound to be a hellhole."

It was at this point that Proconsul Bremer made his decision. He ordered small divisions of troops to patrol the major airports throughout the islands.

Thirty F-22s were also sent into the air. They would patrol the skies for the plane carrying former Grand Arbiter Lee Jackson Davis and direct it towards one of the airports. Davis would then be arrested at that point and his fate decided.

ooc: Aki, I'm not ignoring you, just, your post doesn't mean anything until we get back. But I will say, I am confused. Kirav, check TG's

"Ah then lets get going." Said Davis. The group began walking off. And walked out to cross the street and take in the culture.

ooc: Aki, I'm not ignoring you, just, your post doesn't mean anything until we get back.

OOC: It's more exposition than anything. The point is that once you land I plan on arresting Davis. There's not meant to be any material to respond to.

As they walked down the street, Oceanlife pointed out various local oddities.

"Over there is the Sêthir Building. The fire coming out of the windows is intentional. And that's Vers Thayer, New Harbour's mining director. No one knows why he dyed his beard fuschia."

They entered the café, and the Governor ordered a cup of mèla.

"Yes, sèr. And for ye two?", the slender waitress asked.

"I will try what he is having." Said Davis. "How 'bout you Delpin?"

"Eh, Sure, I'll give mèla a try as well." Delpin eyed the waitress over, and, pleased with what he saw, considered the ethics of the situation, he was single...

OOC: much lolz

IC:

"You will quite enjoy mèla, Sèr Davis. It is a hybrid of Maté and wintergreen mint, infused with heavy cream, served hot. Secriatist Redwood tells me that he served it to Delpin when he visited Kartika."

"That's true," Delpin cut in, "I recalled the name when Sèr Oceanlife said it, I very much enjoy the drink and try as I might, cannot make it my self." He said to everyone at the table including the waitress. Delpin took a large swig of the drink.

Davis took a sip, he blinked, swirled the beverage in his mouth for a moment, swallowed and smiled. He took another sip. "Unlike anything I've ever had. But good."

Thw waitress flashed a slightly interested look at this important Echoese man. Who liked mèla! An interesting note. With the exception of the Governor, few of the numerous politicians that came here from time to time favoured it. Interesting....

"Anything else?" she asked sweetly.

"Something with a little substance, that will last a while." Delpin said, double meaning intended. "Preferably some kind of Sammich."

OOC: LMAO!

IC: The waitress flounced her hips, and responded "Well, we don't serve that part of the menu until 10:00, so maybe if you come back then...."(double meaning intended).

Oceanlife nearly spewed mèla from his nose, and expertly managed to disguise his restraine dlaughter as a cough. You can learn useful things in Colonial Senate meetings.

"Oh, Gov'ner!" Called Davis grabbing napikins and trying to contain the mess. Once the mess was taken care of, Davis turned to the waitress and said, "Miss, just bring us some pastries for the moment."

Delpin smiled and sat back in his chair a little as she left.

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Official Government Response

This is a very intresting proposal; some of our engineers have though on this subject as well, and several designs have been made in the field of caseless weapons, and a compost based explosive has been devloped, but it does not work well, and most of the caseless weapons remain in the design phase. We would be very intested in continuing research with you. We have sent some engineers away on an airplane toward your nation as we speak.

With much intest,
Gregor Mendel
Sectary of State

North Idlewood Proving Grounds, 15 kilometers outside the Transmetropolitan District

The single runway was typical of this type of place where only on occasion would anything larger than a Cessna would land. It had an extension that was added only last year, and indeed 3 small planes were next to it.

Men waited on the ground, security guards patrolled the area, and the skyscrapers of the Transmetropolitan District dotted the skyline from horizon to horizon. The smog layer hung like a permanent brownish fog as advertising blimps flew in between. Every so often a helicopter would move through the fog and it would clear temporarily only to close back up.

Representative Andrea Peace waited nearby inside a tent. She could just make out the plane in the distance, a speck atop the smog layer. She shuddered slightly at the thought of the smog layer, of the dozens of air purifying stations built into rooftops trying to undo 50 years of unimpeded industrialization. It may take 50 years, but to see 'The City' as most people called the Transmetropolitan District in its fullest without the disgusting shit-cloud hanging around it would be worth it.

"Oh, Gov'ner!" Called Davis grabbing napikins and trying to contain the mess.

Oceanlife nearly spewed mèla from his nose, and expertly managed to disguise his restrained laughter as a cough. You can learn useful things in Colonial Senate meetings.

Note 'nearly'. Just an expression of laughter.

IC:

"Yes, Sèr.", the waitress said, and she shot one more glance at Hyit before dashing into the kitchen.

Oceanlife finally triumphed in his battle to conceal his laughter as a mere cough, and casually offered up some information. "I see you've met Florasia. She's half-Echoese, half-Kiravian, like many New Harbourers. Fluent in both languages too. She used to be a personal attendant to my Viceprex."

OOC: well, just imagine he was expecting a mess and trying to be prepared.

"Wow, that is quite interesting. Do you know anything more about her? Just general info, likes, dislikes?" Asked Delpin.

"I could never take you anywhere." Muttered Davis.

"What?" replied Delpin.

"Nothing, nothing. It's just good to have you as a friend as well as an associate Delpin."

North Idlewood Proving Grounds, 15 kilometers outside the Transmetropolitan District

The single runway was typical of this type of place where only on occasion would anything larger than a Cessna would land. It had an extension that was added only last year, and indeed 3 small planes were next to it.

Men waited on the ground, security guards patrolled the area, and the skyscrapers of the Transmetropolitan District dotted the skyline from horizon to horizon. The smog layer hung like a permanent brownish fog as advertising blimps flew in between. Every so often a helicopter would move through the fog and it would clear temporarily only to close back up.

Representative Andrea Peace waited nearby inside a tent. She could just make out the plane in the distance, a speck atop the smog layer. She shuddered slightly at the thought of the smog layer, of the dozens of air purifying stations built into rooftops trying to undo 50 years of unimpeded industrialization. It may take 50 years, but to see 'The City' as most people called the Transmetropolitan District in its fullest without the disgusting shit-cloud hanging around it would be worth it.

The bright white leer jet squeezed onto the runway. The Red flags on the door shown brightly against the white background and even seemed to cut through the smog.

An older man proceeded out in a traditional aqua officer’s uniform. He bore a patch reading EMC, for Echonia Marine Corps. The Silver Ring Seal badge that adorned his his collar was an indication of the rank of Colonel in The Far Echo Islands.

"Hello," Began the Marine, trying to disguise his disgust at the air, "I am Colonel Lightsev, This is Captain Avera, gesturing to the man on his right, and this is Commander Dadvak, We are all pleased to meet you." Lightsev extended his hand to be shook.

OOC: well, just imagine he was expecting a mess and trying to be prepared.

"Wow, that is quite interesting. Do you know anything more about her? Just general info, likes, dislikes?" Asked Delpin.

"I could never take you anywhere." Muttered Davis.

"What?" replied Delpin.

"Nothing, nothing. It's just good to have you as a friend as well as an associate Delpin."

OOC:Lulz, lulz... Understood.

IC:

"Ehm, she is definately a fan of aromas. She had scented candles on her desk everyday. Drove the Viceprex crazy. Eh, she's not from around here, she's from IceDiamond, a city further inland. Her father's an important leader in his Clan, and her mother's some sort of author. She's very into Kiravian Folk-Dance. Not like a folk-dance, folk-dance, it's like Celtic music fused with modern electronica. Oh! And she's allergic to roses. Seriously. The Secriatist of Culture brought her a boquet and she broke out in hives. But she kept a fe tulips on her desk. Other than that miscellany, there's not too much I know."

"Wow, that's some crazy music, no offense, of course. Interesting family too, incase you didn't know, I'm just the son of an average couple from a poor fishing village in the west, on California Island. And, allergic to roses, can't say I've ever heard that before, but it is certainly a good thing to know! And inscents, eh, never cared much for 'em one way or another." replied Delpin. "What might be a good way to, I don't know, keep in contact with her?"

Meanwhile, Davis tried not to look too hungry while he swallowed salivation that his mouth was generating from the smell of the baking goods.

"Really? I, too, was born in a fishing village, in the West Runkirr Ocean Colony. [See "Peale Oceanlife" on NSwiki.]. We've not got much of an elité.

As for keeping in contact, I think she may have solved that for you" he said as Florasia returned with a plate of pastries. Under the plate however, was a slip of carbon paper with a sequence of Coscivian numerals written in violet ink. As she set the plate down, she slid the number under Delpin's wrist.

Delpin glanced up at a Florasia, they met eyes for a second before she walked off again. Delpin smiled, the light seemed to enhance his light green eyes and young, dark, clear skin, his dark blonde hair was also tossed just so that it looked quite fashionable. Slowly, Delpin reached for a pastry, and took a large bite.

Davis broke the silence, first with a gulp, then he said, "I was born in La Bestia City. That's why I am fluent in Spanish." (Frio Island was a Spanish Colony until 1990)

"Ah..Spanish. Quite an interesting language. I never learned much of it, unfortunately. They didn't teach it much in Xirya. However, I did have a friend in the now-dead nation of Los Rateros who spoke it.", Oceanlife continued with the change of subject as he took a danish, "It's actually quite saddening how few non-Coscivian languages are taught in Imperial schools."

The bright white leer jet squeezed onto the runway. The Red flags on the door shown brightly against the white background and even seemed to cut through the smog.

An older man proceeded out in a traditional aqua officer’s uniform. He bore a patch reading EMC, for Echonia Marine Corps. The Silver Ring Seal badge that adorned his his collar was an indication of the rank of Colonel in The Far Echo Islands.

"Hello," Began the Marine, trying to disguise his disgust at the air, "I am Colonel Lightsev, This is Captain Avera, gesturing to the man on his right, and this is Commander Dadvak, We are all pleased to meet you." Lightsev extended his hand to be shook.

Representative Peace smiled and stuck out her hand. She was hired due to her strong sense of intuition, her approachability, and her attractiveness. She could feel the Colonel reacting to the sight of the smog. Smog layers seemed natural over large cities these days, especially in heavily industrialized places with no respect for the environment.

"I apologize for the environment, this is the best proving ground we have and 'The City' is getting cleaner. It takes a long time to undo 50 years of damage."

A group of M998 Humvees drove up, their open tops let the wind in. They were 15 kilometers out, the nearby mountains brought down breezes that made things refreshing. The drivers wore matte black suits with blue-gold patches and M12 'Venoms' strapped to their sides. In the distance a helicopter lifted off and flew toward the city, its white paint reflecting the sun's light.

"Ah..Spanish. Quite an interesting language. I never learned much of it, unfortunately. They didn't teach it much in Xirya. However, I did have a friend in the now-dead nation of Los Rateros who spoke it.", Oceanlife continued with the change of subject as he took a danish, "It's actually quite saddening how few non-Coscivian languages are taught in Imperial schools."

"Huh, I never knew that about the Empire. Our schools teach a variety of languages depending on what region you are in, usually Spanish in the north, Dibujarki or Cherokee in the West, and mainly Coscivian and a few places offer Indian in the east. We have done our best to make foreign language very comprehensive in Echoese schools, childern begin the program in 2nd grade and continue with the language of their choice until the 12th. To be frank, looking at all the influences on our nation, I'm supriesed Arkik is so standard." Said Delpin.

"I'm glad you and Norse, God rest his soul, have been able to mantain the education system." replied Davis as he took his own danish.

Representative Peace smiled and stuck out her hand. She was hired due to her strong sense of intuition, her approachability, and her attractiveness. She could feel the Colonel reacting to the sight of the smog. Smog layers seemed natural over large cities these days, especially in heavily industrialized places with no respect for the environment.

"I apologize for the environment, this is the best proving ground we have and 'The City' is getting cleaner. It takes a long time to undo 50 years of damage."

A group of M998 Humvees drove up, their open tops let the wind in. They were 15 kilometers out, the nearby mountains brought down breezes that made things refreshing. The drivers wore matte black suits with blue-gold patches and M12 'Venoms' strapped to their sides. In the distance a helicopter lifted off and flew toward the city, its white paint reflecting the sun's light.

Lightsev did his best to grip the ambassador's hand firmly enough to give reassurance, but daintly enough to respect her femininity and power. Though she seemed to be quite nice as a first impression.

"It is OK, one must remember that in the Echo Islands the energy has been converted to 'green' by over a trillion dollar enviroment plan started in the early 2000's. And before that time there was very little devlopment in cities save for Neo Savanna. It will just take some getting used to." Said Lightsev as his perephial vision caught sight of the approaching Humvees, then he diverted his eyes to confirm this. "Would those Humvees happen to be our rides?" He did not notice the helicopter.

"Huh, I never knew that about the Empire. Our schools teach a variety of languages depending on what region you are in, usually Spanish in the north, Dibujarki or Cherokee in the West, and mainly Coscivian and a few places offer Indian in the east. We have done our best to make foreign language very comprehensive in Echoese schools, childern begin the program in 2nd grade and continue with the language of their choice until the 12th. To be frank, looking at all the influences on our nation, I'm supriesed Arkik is so standard." Said Delpin.

"I'm glad you and Norse, God rest his soul, have been able to mantain the education system." replied Davis as he took his own danish.

"Aye, you see, that's the problem. The Coscivian language family is just so big and diverse. Regions of Kirav, different colonies, different ethnic, tribal, and ancestral groups, even different cities, will have their own language. For example, I am a native speaker of Kalistan Coscivian, but I know Kaskev Coscivian, Xiryan Coscivian, Iveronian COscivian, and, of course, Arkoscivian. It takes varying degrees of effort to understand different Cosciv languages. We do have Standard Coscivian, but that's only for Imperial-level government work, and only about 30,000 people speak it natively, but most of us can easily understand it."

"Aye, quite a language there, impressive everything can be so different but, still similar enough to work togather." Stated Davis as he swallowed a danish. "Aye, is there any chance I may get some regular cold milk, I've drank most of my méla and I don't feel much like another, though they are quite good." Davis finished.

Delpin was suddenly fiddling with something in his jacket pocket, and it seemed to be making a subtle vibrating noise, "If you don't mind, I must excuse myself to the restroom. This may be urgent." He said gesturing to the phone like device.

"Go ahead, Delpin. Florasia? Could you bring some cold milk, please?"

The waitress hurried over to the table. Her expression dropped when she saw Delpin's empty seat.

"Thank you, Florasia."

In the bathroom, Delpin had this conversation in secrecy:

"Clearance code Bottom of the ocean."

"Clearance confirmed Dolphins are free."

"Good, Arbiter, we may have a problem." the Caller was Sectary of Defense Luke Smit.

"Ah, what, and now of all times!" Delpin replied dreading the conversation.

"Akimonadite planes have been caught on radar, just glimpses, their stealth, I'd gamble F-22's."

"Any Idea what they're doing?"

"Negative, please advise."

"Well, crap, I don't know, but make sure that there are our planes in the air when I am coming home. If its Akimonad forces acting on their own without consenting, its probably bad."

"Understood, Wilco."

"Dakase*."

"Arbiter, I hope it is not you who should be being whised dakase."

"Me too." and with that Delpin ended the call.

*Dakase: literally translated it means simply good, however, it has came to mean and in this context, means goodwill, good luck, and goodbye.

Delpin strolled back out into the dining area casually, hiding the stress he now faced, and as he sat in one smooth motion he sat, pulled in his chair, and grabbed Davis' milk while saying "I could use some milk." and proceeded to take a sip.

Davis' distraught expression said volumes with out a syllable.

OOC: I'm back. And I just so happened to be vistiting "Clearance code Bottom of the ocean."
. I went diving in La Florida. Unfortunately, I did not get the chance to meet any dolphins. Oh well.

IC:

Noticing Davis's expression, Oceanlife asked in a low tone, "Sèr Davis, what ails you?"

"Nothing, just, it'd be nice if we could get some more milk, is all." Davis said plainly.

Florasia reappeared with a pitcher of milk.

"Thank you, ma'am." Oceanlife said politely, "It's quite amazing how quickly this colony developed. We didn't have milk for the first few months. Or fresh vegetables. Or sugar. But yet, here we are, with all of that."

"Yes, it is amazing how quickly things can change. I've found minutes, even seconds can determine the outcome of years." alluded Davis.

"Amen to that!" said Oceanlife, taking a swig from his glass.

"Indeed." Davis took a large swig of milk and sat back.

Delpin's stomach wrenched a little at the stress that the pastry plate was almost consumed now, and he was concerned about heading back home. Akimondite forces in the air, that could not be good. He made no outward evidance of this though, he stayed calm as always.

"Well then, gentlemen, this place closes for the Second Autumn Festival in half an hour. Do you have need for more?" he said as he removed several saars from his pocket.

ooc: Kirav, I'm gona let you choose, do you want my people to go the festival, or go home and move ahead on the road to war. I'm fine either way, just seeking your opinion.

Check TG's

"Perhaps we should attend this festival."