NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is Ixania here; testing out this nation idea that I had to see if it is acceptable here, that is, abiding by the rules concerning alternate history threads, etc.

IC: Centuries had passed since Napoleon Bonaparte established himself as the Emperor of Europe in a move that filled him with an aura of pride and satisfaction. After conquering England in a move which he said avenged Joan of Arc whose image he appropriated for the invasion of his loathed rival, Napoleon resigned himself to seclusion. He did not live to see his descendants reign in splendour over an empire that the Kings of France would have envied nor to see his image adorn every city on the continent or a statue of him in the city of London to celebrate his triumph. The year 2008 was relatively average in the Empire of Europe as nothing significant really occured so far in the lives of those who took up residence in the Cour Impériale at Paris where Napoleon the Eighth reigned in splendour like his ancestors. He was a relatively stoic man who ardently believed in the doctrines of eco-capitalism and who famously defended his wife, an Englishwoman at that, from hardliners who loathed the presence of the "English whore" as they called her often. Walking in the gardens of the Imperial Palace, Napoleon VIII contemplated the isolation his nation had been in for years. He really disliked having the Empire in its own little world; unable to learn from the rest of God's creation. He knew, however, that some people really did not care for international diplomacy and that any move he made towards it would be condemned by them. However, he did not care for what they thought. He never cared what anyone thought about him. He decided, as he stood at the fountain of Cupid in the center of the garden, that he would declare to the entire world that the Empire of Europe, which Napoleon Bonaparte built two centuries ago, would be opened to ambassadors and merchants from all nations....but he would do so in a special way. A gala, he thought, would be perfect. He swiftly called forth his Foreign Minister, Jacques Vallon, to his personal study which was filled with books and portraits as well as a bust of Voltaire whose writings and ideas were admired by the Emperor.

Vallon, a middle aged man well versed in the art of diplomacy, bowed as he entered the room with the words: "Dieu sauvent l'empereur" on his mouth. "Vallon, I would like you to send out a message to the nations of the world." Napoleon said calmly with his hands tapping away at a copy of Voltaire's Candide which he had often read so much that he could recite some lines from it by memory with ease.

"What sort of message, Votre majesté?" Vallon said curiously; intrigued by this sudden plan of his liege. "Tell them that I am holding a gala here in Paris in the hopes that we may learn from one another. I am hopeful that we will attract plenty of guests." Napoleon rose from his seat with one hand on his hip as he leaned onto the bust of Voltaire. "I will do as you wish but I do not wish to guarantee a vast number of guests attending. We will have to see what Fortune brings upon us."

Napoleon nodded his head. "Go, Vallon, and send forth the message. Please tell me what the outcome of the action is." With a quick bow, Vallon left the room to do the bidding of his liege while Napoleon resided himself in the world of literature; reading Candide which he had read so many times before though it never grew tiringly repetative to him. It did not take too long for the entire court to be abuzz with the news of His Majesty's plans nor for copies of the message which Vallon sent to the leaders of the world's nations.

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From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Whomever it may concern (OOC: Assume it was sent to the leader of your nation)

On behalf of the Emperor of Europe, Napoleon the Eighth, I wish to invite you to a gala which will be held in the upcoming week here in Paris at the ballroom of the Imperial Palace. If you are interested in coming to this gala, then we politely ask that you list who will be attending as well as the security that will be with them at the gala. Please do not hesistate to send any questions or concerns to us; we will do our best to clarify things for you in an orderly fashion. La paix et la bonne volonté soient avec vous.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Ministre des affaires étrangères

to Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe

the Imperial Family will be showing up with number of other people with them

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To J.Vallon,
Purnelia would love to attend, a select dozen from the board of fortune will atend, among them will be Chairman Bambercheck. We look forwards to attending and welcoming Bonapartist Europe to the international stage. We look forward to further relations with Bonapartist Europe in the future.

Nigel Smith International Envoy For The Board Of Fortune

Although only two replies had been sent to the Foreign Ministry of the Empire concerning the gala it had only generated a fury of curious interest and Imperial joy with the Emperor quite pleased with the work of his one of many ministers. The ballroom in which the gala would be held was being filled with musicians, maids, chefs and security guards including agents of Les Faucons whose mission was only to guard the Emperor and Empress Consort who was so overjoyed that she would be attending the gala with her beloved husband that she spent hour after hour looking for a proper dress to wear to the event while her four children were all being exhorted by their motherly authority to be on their best behaviour as representatives of the Bonaparte family. After all, the Bonaparte family would most likely be meeting people from nations that no one ever knew existed and thus Napoleon the Eighth, in his mind, considered it most proper that his family behave themselves accordingly in their prescence as well as everyone else who served him. Two days before the gala would be held, Napoleon VIII walked into the ballroom to see two maids putting a banner on the ceiling which read: "Bienvenue! Amusez-vous!" while musicians were busy debating which pieces they would be playing for the guests. At his side happened to be the leader of Les Faucons, Pierre Boulanger who looked rather emotionless and stern. As the leader of Les Faucons, the ardent ultra-monarchist would be in charge of defending the Emperor and his family from harm and from any Communist or Republican plots. Communism and Republicanism had often been at battle with the Imperial Court throughout the last century and although they lost in the end they had still enough power to at least carry on the fight. "I see the ballroom has been adorned with banners and frills." Boulanger said calmly while taking a look at a plate of caviar imported from Russia. "I am pleased with the work." Napoleon said calmly while taking a sample of food from a waiter. "Boulanger, you are only to protect me and my family from harm. The other security guards here shall protect the guests and I am sure they ought to have their own security."

Boulanger smiled. "To protect the Emperor and his belle épouse is an honor that I have never once ceased to hold highly in my heart. I am sure, though, that Les Faucons will not have to be invoked for such a situation but we shall make sure that we are fully prepared nonetheless." Napoleon nodded his head calmly before dismissing Boulanger from his sight as he went to talk to some maids. Boulanger, ever so patriotic, made a short and brief praise to the "glory of the Bonapartes" before walking out of the ballroom. He had been one of the most patriotic Bonapartists of the realm and ideas like Communism and Republicanism were heresies to him...heresies which, if they gained power, would bring the nation to ruin. While Napoleon VIII talked to the maids, Jacques Vallon was busy composing replies to Nigel Smith and the Imperial Headquarters concerning their interest in the gala which he hoped would spread to far more nations. A gala need a lot more guests and he hoped to work on getting more. Vallon, after all, was a faithful Bonapartist.

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Nigel Smith, International Envoy for The Board of Fortune

We are pleased to hear that a dozen from the Board of Fortune will be attending the gala at Paris and we thank you for welcoming us to the international stage. If you have any questions or changes in the guests who will be coming then please notify us swiftly.

Signed,
J. Vallon."

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Shadow Empire of Imperial Military Headquarters

How many people will be showing up with the Imperial Family? Can you please provide an exact number?

Signed,
J. Vallon."

OOC: Although I'd want you to TG me with any questions, etc you might have about this gala, here are some guidelines which you should know about.

1. NO attempted assassinations, terrorist attacks, etc (all nations who do this will be immediately booted from the gala but no, I will not ignore you forevermore)
2. All trade deals, etc should be discussed with the Economic Minister while all military deals should be discussed with the Defense Minister. The Foreign Minister will discuss any embassy exchanges, etc. Mind you, all attempts to ask Bonapartist Europe to join an alliance like the Hegemony will fail (so it is best not to ask about that)
3. You are more than welcome to RP guests getting drunk, etc although such guests will most likely be banished from the gala. If your nation has a feud with another nation taking part in this, you can have a hand to hand fight between guests but no gunfights. Heated verbal debates are also allowed. If national leaders attend, they are more than welcome to bring their wives/husbands along.
4. Let us all just have fun, shall we? Note that this nation has been in the works of my mind for a long time but I was nervous about whether or not the mods, whose wisdom is ever so valuable to us, would frown upon a nation like this. Heck, if the mods want to send guests to the gala, I would be more than willing to accomodate them.

bumped.

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Shadow Empire of Imperial Military Headquarters

How many people will be showing up with the Imperial Family? Can you please provide an exact number?

Signed,
J. Vallon.

To J. Vallon

Emperor Carlos Wesker and Empress Valentina Wesker

Princes Alex and Princess Erin ,Valentina and Carlos twins
twin two nannys

Colonel David Scott and his three Mates Major Tasha ,Major Cindy and Alex Scott

Captain Sabre and his wife Vera

and a platoon of 30 waiting at the plane as back up

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bump.

TO: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
FROM: Kingdom of Lynion, Lancaster Master Peter Mitchell

I've sent to inform you I'll attending the meeting but frankly, the Royal Family can't come due to other commitments they have. I'll be coming with a pair of Dingo Fighter Jets as an escort and ten Lynion Hunter's as an escort alongside my wife and family of two. The Hunter's will be armed with a sword an a automatic pistol.

TO: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
FROM: Kingdom of Lynion, Lancaster Master Peter Mitchell

I've sent to inform you I'll attending the meeting but frankly, the Royal Family can't come due to other commitments they have. I'll be coming with a pair of Dingo Fighter Jets as an escort and ten Lynion Hunter's as an escort alongside my wife and family of two. The Hunter's will be armed with a sword an a automatic pistol.

To: Kingdom of Lynion, Lancaster Master Peter Mitchell
From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe

We are pleased to hear that you will be attending the gala, Mr. Mitchell, and you are more than welcome to bring your wife and children to our gala; although we would hope that your children behave at the gala. Thank you for the information you have provided concerning security.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Foreign Minister

The invitation did go out and reached more than just the nations of the world. Above Earth is the starships which make up the diplomatic prescence of the Neo Kirisuban Federation and they were interested in coming.

To: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
From: Ambassador Sakura Yamamoto (Miss), Neo Kirisuban ambassador to the World Assembly.

It is with delight I would like to accept the offered invitation to the gala. We will need a secure space to land the diplomatic starship 'Blue Sky' and the guests will be myself and my aide Lt Kaori Tsubasi.

The aide will also be my security person since we wear blades and guns in accordance to our warrior traditions.

The invitation did go out and reached more than just the nations of the world. Above Earth is the starships which make up the diplomatic prescence of the Neo Kirisuban Federation and they were interested in coming.

To: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
From: Ambassador Sakura Yamamoto (Miss), Neo Kirisuban ambassador to the World Assembly.

It is with delight I would like to accept the offered invitation to the gala. We will need a secure space to land the diplomatic starship 'Blue Sky' and the guests will be myself and my aide Lt Kaori Tsubasi.

The aide will also be my security person since we wear blades and guns in accordance to our warrior traditions.

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Ambassador Sakura Yamamoto (Miss), Neo Kirisuban ambassador to the World Assembly.

It is with delight that I reply to your message, Miss Yamamoto. You and Lt. Tsubasi are more than welcome to attend the gala and we will have a secure space for you to land your starship. You will also be allowed to act in accordance with your warrior traditions by wearing blades and guns. We hope that you will have a good and pleasurable time at our gala.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Foreign Minister

"Un bateau d'étoile?"

Napoleon VII looked surprised as he listened to the news of his Foreign Minister about the attendance of the Kirisubans at the gala as he never expected that he would be seeing visitors from a nation in space. Such a sight would have even intrigued Napoleon Bonaparte himself. "A starship, Your Majesty, shall be carrying the esteemed Kirisubans to our gala here in Paris. I am sure that they will be quite interesting to meet." Jacques said with a smile before noticing the mouth of the Empress Consort, who was beside her beloved husband, looking intrigued. "I would personally want to welcome Miss Yamamoto. It is not every day that we meet people who live in space; the fringes of God's creation." Once Vallon had left the Emperor and his wife, Napoleon gave his wife a tender kiss, called her a belle nymphe and then took her to the ballroom where his son, Prince Napoleon, had been watching the maids and musicians walk by as he sat at one of the tables in one of his best suits. "Napoleon, my son. How are things here in the ballroom?" Napoleon the older said to his son who rose to greet his father with a smile.

"Things go well, Father. We should be ready for the guests to arrive in a few hours. I believe that Louis took Marie and Josephine away to help them find good dresses to wear for tonight." Napoleon the younger said with a smile before he listened to the nearby chit-chat of maids for a brief moment. The Emperor smiled. He was surely thankful for everything that he had. As he walked out the room, he kissed his wife and said: "If things go well tonight...I know how we can celebrate."

OOC: I will accept a few more guests before I start the gala. Nations can send guests to the gala as it is going on though.

To the respected, J. Vallon

The king of Kryxa would like to attend the Gala. If you would allow me to attend me, I would be accompanied by 2 (two) security personnel. If your security would want to know the objects that I, and the 2 guards will be bringing, it would only be 3 katanas, one for each of us and a dual revolver for me. We promise never to show this nor use them in the gala. I also hope that you won't get offended if my guards don't take off their masks. I would be wearing a half-cat mask, so that i could eat the food that will be served. I'm sure they'll be delicious

ooc Kryxa lose the smilies in IC post

Official Government Communique:

From: The Rt. Hon. Ffion Howerd, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs

To: J Vallon

My Government wishes to thank you for your kind invitation. We will be happy to send representatives to the Gala. Unfortunately, due to prior commitments, His Most Catholic Majesty the Holy Emperor will be unable to attend. However, He sends His cousin, Her Highness the Princess Aerona of Caer-yn-Arfon, to represent the House of Aberffraw, our reigning dynasty. I will also be in attendance to represent the Government of Wales and the March.


We look forward to seeing you.

Signed,

FF Howerd

Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs

To the respected, J. Vallon

The king of Kryxa would like to attend the Gala. If you would allow me to attend me, I would be accompanied by 2 (two) security personnel. If your security would want to know the objects that I, and the 2 guards will be bringing, it would only be 3 katanas, one for each of us and a dual revolver for me. We promise never to show this nor use them in the gala. I also hope that you won't get offended if my guards don't take off their masks. I would be wearing a half-cat mask, so that i could eat the food that will be served ^^. I'm sure they'll be delicious :D

Your Majesty,

I must say that it is with pleasure that I state that you are allowed to attend the gala and that you are more than welcome to retain the masks throughout the duration of the gala; although some people may think that you are fond of masquerade balls. Needless to say, we hope you have a good time at our gala.

Official Government Communique:

From: The Rt. Hon. Ffion Howerd, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs

To: J Vallon

My Government wishes to thank you for your kind invitation. We will be happy to send representatives to the Gala. Unfortunately, due to prior commitments, His Most Catholic Majesty the Holy Emperor will be unable to attend. However, He sends His cousin, Her Highness the Princess Aerona of Caer-yn-Arfon, to represent the House of Aberffraw, our reigning dynasty. I will also be in attendance to represent the Government of Wales and the March.


We look forward to seeing you.

Signed,

FF Howerd

Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs

To: F.F Howard, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs
From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire

It is with great pleasure that we welcome Her Highness to the gala in the hopes that she, along with all our other guests, will have a good and pleasurable time. We would appreciate it if you could give us information about her security detail so we may keep it on record. Nonetheless, Her Highness is more than welcome to attend the gala.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Foreign Minister

To: FF Howard, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs
From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire

It is with great pleasure that we welcome Her Highness to the gala in the hopes that she, along with all our other guests, will have a good and pleasurable time. We would appreciate it if you could give us information about her security detail so we may keep it on record. Nonetheless, Her Highness is more than welcome to attend the gala.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Foreign Minister


As a member of the Imperial Family, Her Highness will bring with her two of the Black Guards, the elite force that is the Emperor's personal guard. We have every faith in your security measures and in local law enforcement, ans so see no need to equip these Guards with firearms. They will attend in ceremonial Black Guard dress, which includes a sword. As a member of the Cabinet, I will be accompanied by two of my Police Detail, who will carry concealed handguns. We hope this is acceptable.

FF Howerd

As a member of the Imperial Family, Her Highness will bring with her two of the Black Guards, the elite force that is the Emperor's personal guard. We have every faith in your security measures and in local law enforcement, ans so see no need to equip these Guards with firearms. They will attend in ceremonial Black Guard dress, which includes a sword. As a member of the Cabinet, I will be accompanied by two of my Police Detail, who will carry concealed handguns. We hope this is acceptable.

FF Howerd

We thank you for the information that you have provided concerning the security detail of yourself and Her Highness and we must say that is more than acceptable at our gala. We hope that you will be able to attend and that you both will have a good time. Thank you again.

J. Vallon

OOC: TG sent as Ixania.

With your permission, I, Emperor Julius II, shall attend your gala along with my wife Angela Heide, High Priestess of Anubis.

Signed,
Emperor Julius II of Pro Patria Puritania

With your permission, I, Emperor Julius II, shall attend your gala along with my wife Angela Heide, High Priestess of Anubis.

Signed,
Emperor Julius II of Pro Patria Puritania

You are more than welcome to attend our gala, Your Majesty, with your wife.

Signed,
Jacques Vallon,
Foreign Minister

OOC: You can all send your guests now by the way.

The night of the gala was really exciting to the multitudes of maids, musicians, nobles and royals who were all planning to attend the gala and see, for the first time, people from nations that were unknown to them for centuries. Dressed in the finest clothes for the event, the Imperial Family took their seats at their table which allowed them to overlook the entire gala with ease. The Emperor donned his old uniform with the medals and frills while his wife donned an exquisite dress that really complimented her figure. Their four children were all decked out like royal christmas trees; Prince Napoleon, the heir, having freshened himself up for an hour or so. Although he was known to be lax towards politics, he did want to look presentable in the eyes of these unknown foreigners. His sisters, Marie and Josephine, were busy talking to his only brother, Prince Louis, while Napoleon the Older was busying himself with the final arrangements. In about five minutes, the ballroom was ready for the gala. With shouts of pride in the French tongue and with messages sent to the airports to prepare to recieve the guests, Napoleon VII calmly took his seat at his family's appointed table and smiled. He was hopeful that his gala would be both productive and pleasurable. Boulanger, the leader of Les Faucons (OOC: The Emperor's version of the Secret Service), stood emotionlessly next to the Emperor's table while his highly trained agents scoured the ballroom in emotionless patrol. Jacques Vallon was one of only three ministers who were able to attend the gala; the Defense and Economic Ministers would be arriving sometime later in the night. Vallon, with his wife and two children, sat at one of the tables with his eyes focused on the ballroom entrance. He had really been hoping to see the guests he had only been corresponding with through the written word. His wife was busy exhorting the children to behave and he could only smile at her for it. After his nation, his family was the important thing in his life. He shared the Emperor's view on family; that it was the duty of the Imperial Court to make the Empire a better place for future generations.

To: Emperor Napoleon VII
From: Grand-duc Engelberg III de Clèves-Berg.

Your Imperial Highness, Dear distant Cousin,

Please forgive me my late answer. I had urgend things to care for.

Yet I am highly interested to attend the gala together with my wive Duchesse Agnatia and my sons Prince Héritier Engelbert Napoleon and Prince Jan Wilhelm.

To: Emperor Napoleon VII
From: Grand-duc Engelberg III de Clèves-Berg.

Your Imperial Highness, Dear distant Cousin,

Please forgive me my late answer. I had urgend things to care for.

Yet I am highly interested to attend the gala together with my wive Duchesse Agnatia and my sons Prince Héritier Engelbert Napoleon and Prince Jan Wilhelm.

From: Emperor Napoleon VII
To: Grand-duc Engelberg III

Distant cousin,

I am pleased to have to recieved your message in which you stated that you will attend my gala with your family which makes me very happy to hear; I heartily hope that my family will be able to meet yours and that we may be able to discuss relations and the like together under the aura of friendship and brotherhood. I look forward to meeting you and your esteemed family.

Signed,
Napoleon VII,
Emperor of Europe, etc.

after the C-12 (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/IAFPlanes-1.jpg) transport landed at the airport, a J-10 (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/TheJ10Huey.jpg) Huey was off loaded and was now making it way to the gala making to Imperials a unmistakable sound (http://www.projectdelta.net/the_huey.htm) which would be new to those below them

soon the J10 land in a open area the the group got out,the Males dressed in Formal (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/NewMaleFormaldressUniformMT-PMT.jpg) dress uniform , two of the males wearing with it as normal their Dragoon (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/DragoonCombatPistol.png) Combat Pistol and Combat (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/ImperialArmyCombatKnife.jpg)knife,the third one had his own Gun (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/CDSBlackRose.jpg)and Knife (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/ColonelDavidScottCombatKnife.jpg),the ladies dressed in fine evering dresses

Napoleon VII had already been notified that the first guests had arrived and he was quite anxious to meet them along with everyone else who was waiting for the guests from strange and distant lands to arrive. His wife was exhorting Josephine to behave while the other children gathered around the table in anxious trepidation. Les Faucons' agents were all over the place and soon the Imperials arrived at the ballroom with the eyes of all the native guests fixed upon them with curious chattering in the French language echoing through the room. Butlers ran up to the Imperials to offer them snacks and drinks while maids led them to a table where they could all sit; their table had a good view of the Emperor's Table where the Emperor sat with his small but beloved family. The Emperor looked down at the Imperials and smiled; making a mental note to talk to them and learn more about their people and nation. He would make sure that the world knew about him, about his nation, and that they would be able to know just what a Bonaparte was.

The small jet plane and its single Hunter Fighter Jet escort came over France as it started its approach on the airfield nearby.

"This is Lynion Jet Plane calling Control Tower, we are preparing our approach requesting permission to land," asked the pilot into the intercom as they started their approach.

The small jet plane and its single Hunter Fighter Jet escort came over France as it started its approach on the airfield nearby.

"This is Lynion Jet Plane calling Control Tower, we are preparing our approach requesting permission to land," asked the pilot into the intercom as they started their approach.

"This is Paris Control Tower...you have full permission to land, over."

OOC: Lynion, you can just send your guests to the Imperial Palace in your reply. To all nations participating, you are more than welcome to just land and then have your guests at the palace.

the group sits down with saying a word to the Butlers

"mm she be like you" Carlos said to Valentina as he hold their daughter in his arm as she hold onto their son

"dos inbal jala ul'hyrr vel'bol l'vith nind ezual" Sabre said to David who was next to him on his left side

"nope" said David

OOC: Fair enough

IC:

"Copy that Paris Tower. Hunter Omega, you can return home now," said the pilot into the intercom.

"Copy that, see you when you get home," replied the voice.

The plane had a smooth landing as the occuptions finally got out to stretch after the plane had landed


At the Palace

Mitchell stepped out of the SUV as he was lead into the palace by a Lynion Hunter escort who provided protection for the whole family.

"So... who do we see to get inside?" wondered Mitchell to the Hunter.

"I believe we have to wait for someone," replied the escort. "I perfer to be called Hunter if you may Diplomat,"

"Far enough Hunter," answered Mitchell.

To J.Vallon,
Chairman Bambercheck wishes to arrive by boat. Can you clear the chairmans barge for passage along the River Seine. He would also need transport to the palace. The chairman also wants to know if thier is a dress code? The members of the board of fortune will be armed with small knifes concealed on thier person. Chairman Bambercheck will not be armed we will hold you responsible if any harm comes to them. The barge will have a small platton of soldiers who will not enter the city unless thier is a danger to the chairman.

Nigel Smith International Envoy For The Board Of Fortune

An aircraft of the Imperial Flight, carrying Her Imperial Highness Princess Aerona and the Rt Hon Ffion Howerd, departed for Paris. After a short flight, two Black Guards, in full ceremonial dress - including a black silk face mask and five-foot swords - stepped onto the taxiway, followed by the Princess. Wearing an original black ball gown, her grey eyes scanned the surroundings. She had made every effort to look incredible, and it was impossible, she thought, not to make a good impression. Except, of course, for the fat, bumbling woman who almost fell out of the plane behind her. Ffion Howerd had never had a great deal of decorum, and Aerona wondered at why the Chancellor had picked her for the Cabinet in the first instance - her talents did not seem particularly obvious to the Princess.

Once at the Imperial Palace, Aerona held her head high as she was led to the Ballroom. Upon entering, the two Black Guards announced her in Welsh and in French:

Ei Ucherlder Ymerodrol, Aerona, Tywysoges Cymru, Duges Caer-yn-Arfon

Son Altesse Imperial, Aerona, Princesse du Pays-de-Galles, Duchesse du Carnarvon

She strode elegantly yet purposefully acorss the room, making a beeline for the Emperor's table to announce herself to him personally.

Mon Majesté...

She curtsied.

Je suis Aerona, Princesse de Galles, député du mon cousine, Sa Majesté Plus Catholique, Llywelyn IV, Empereur des Galles.

Following as close behind the Princess as to make it obvious they were from the same country, but not so close as to embarrass the beautiful young woman before her, Ffion Howerd moved awkwardly across the ballroom in a badly fitting olive trouser suit, and beginning to realise how underdressed she was.

Oh dear...

she thought. What a fool she looked. She hardly made the best impression of the Welsh Government, whilst Princess Aerona could not have been a better advert for the Imperial Family. She only hoped that the Chancellor didn't get to hear of it. She spied Monsieur Vallon across the room and walked towards him, not caring much for pleasantries with monarchs - indeed, when she was officially invested with her powers of state by the late Emperor Owain V, her failure to curtsy and address the Emperor as "Majesty" made headlines. Whilst she did not wish to snub the French Emperor, she felt it was more important to make herself known to Vallon.

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Whomever it may concern (OOC: Assume it was sent to the leader of your nation)

On behalf of the Emperor of Europe, Napoleon the Eighth, I wish to invite you to a gala which will be held in the upcoming week here in Paris at the ballroom of the Imperial Palace. If you are interested in coming to this gala, then we politely ask that you list who will be attending as well as the security that will be with them at the gala. Please do not hesistate to send any questions or concerns to us; we will do our best to clarify things for you in an orderly fashion. La paix et la bonne volonté soient avec vous.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Ministre des affaires étrangères

Office of the Vice-President of the Free Republic of Lamoni

To: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe

I would personally like to attend this gala if there is still a place. A foul-up in communications caused your initial message to arrive in the Free Republic at a later date than you surely intended. This has since been corrected.

Signed,

Antonio Cruz
Vice-President
Free Republic of Lamoni

Slowly the ducal TGV entered the Gare du Nord. Grand Duke Engelbert III prefered this way of traveling for short distances to the encumberances of airtraveling.

Quickly the educal family left the railway station and was driven to its Parisien residence, where they changed into their official garnment.

While the grand duke and his wife only wore a conventional evening dress, both of their sons were clad in the dress uniform of the Grande Armée into which the army of Kleve-Berg was formally integrated.

It was already dark when the ducal familly finally took their formal horse coach to the gala. The palace was brightly illuminated and Engelbert together with his familly and 5 guards entered the hall.

Crown Prince Engelbert Napoleon was less then happy about the duty of attending the gala. Since he was already 23, but unengaged he knew that it was expected of him to search at this formal occation for a potential bride. Yet he did not feel ready for such a long-lasting relation.

Finally Engelbert III reached the emporer.
"Mon Empereur", the grand duke said with a deep bow.

Once at the Imperial Palace, Aerona held her head high as she was led to the Ballroom. Upon entering, the two Black Guards announced her in Welsh and in French:

Ei Ucherlder Ymerodrol, Aerona, Tywysoges Cymru, Duges Caer-yn-Arfon

Son Altesse Imperial, Aerona, Princesse du Pays-de-Galles, Duchesse du Carnarvon

She strode elegantly yet purposefully acorss the room, making a beeline for the Emperor's table to announce herself to him personally.

Mon Majesté...

She curtsied.

Je suis Aerona, Princesse de Galles, député du mon cousine, Sa Majesté Plus Catholique, Llywelyn IV, Empereur des Galles.

The Emperor smiled at the Welsh princess who had just greeted him; she made him remember his days back in the Welsh provinces of his empire during his two month long visit. The way she announced herself also made him rememember when his arrival was always announced with much fanfare. He was a Bonaparte and thus royalty although the Bonaparte family's claim to royalty was a bit dubious at best. The Emperor spoke in a solemnly refined tone of voice as he rose from his seat to greet Aerona. "Your Highness, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Napoleon VII, the Emperor of Europe and the host of this gala. I must bid you to meet my family." While the Emperor spoke to Aerona, his heir, Prince Napoleon was staring at her while trying his best to restrain himself from the act; he felt an instant attraction to this Welsh princess and it took a sharp nudge from Louis to get him to cease staring at her. He was really anxious to have a one on one chat with Aerona. After the others introduced themselves, Napoleon the Younger rose from his seat with a smile and bowed. "I am Prince Napoleon of the House of Bonaparte, Mademoiselle Aerona, and I am the heir to the throne. It is an honorable pleasure to meet such a beautiful woman like yourself."

Once the introductions were finished, Prince Napoleon noticed that Aerona was trying to look for Vallon and all he could do, at the time, was just stare at her from the table and admire her for her looks. The Emperor noticed his son was looking at the Welsh princess but he just smiled and went off to look at other guests. It was not hard to tell when someone was really attracted to another person; especially when they keep staring at them and uttering praises of their beauty in the French language.

Crown Prince Engelbert Napoleon was less then happy about the duty of attending the gala. Since he was already 23, but unengaged he knew that it was expected of him to search at this formal occation for a potential bride. Yet he did not feel ready for such a long-lasting relation.

Finally Engelbert III reached the emporer.
"Mon Empereur", the grand duke said with a deep bow.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Engelbert. I knew you would be able to arrive at our gala. My wife was anxious to meet yours." Napoleon said with a grin before Elizabeth, his consort and wife, began to open conversation with the Grand Duchess. If Engelbert Napoleon looked close enough, he could see that the beautiful Princess Marie was looking at him with a smile; as if measuring up his appeal to see if she liked him.

"Engelbert, you must tell me about your flight here to Paris. How was it?" Napoleon VII asked with a smile. "I hope it went well for you. After all, flights should always be comfortable unless damned storms arise. I should know; sometimes I have to fly all over the place in my realm to cities like Edinburgh and St. Petersburg."

To J.Vallon,
Chairman Bambercheck wishes to arrive by boat. Can you clear the chairmans barge for passage along the River Seine. He would also need transport to the palace. The chairman also wants to know if thier is a dress code? The members of the board of fortune will be armed with small knifes concealed on thier person. Chairman Bambercheck will not be armed we will hold you responsible if any harm comes to them. The barge will have a small platton of soldiers who will not enter the city unless thier is a danger to the chairman.

Nigel Smith International Envoy For The Board Of Fortune

His Majesty has personally ordered the clearing of the Seine passage for the chairman and has ordered that a limosuine take him straight to the Imperial Palace. There is no dress code though it is asked that all guests dress presentably. We hope you enjoy your stay here in Paris.

J. Vallon.

Oh dear...

she thought. What a fool she looked. She hardly made the best impression of the Welsh Government, whilst Princess Aerona could not have been a better advert for the Imperial Family. She only hoped that the Chancellor didn't get to hear of it. She spied Monsieur Vallon across the room and walked towards him, not caring much for pleasantries with monarchs - indeed, when she was officially invested with her powers of state by the late Emperor Owain V, her failure to curtsy and address the Emperor as "Majesty" made headlines. Whilst she did not wish to snub the French Emperor, she felt it was more important to make herself known to Vallon.

Jacques Vallon had been sitting quietly at his table with his wife while the children decided to go around and explore under their parents' watchful eye. He noticed that Princess Aerona was coming towards him and that the Emperor's heir was staring at her; something that put a smile upon the Foreign Minister's face. The Foreign Minister and his wife both stood from their seats and bowed to Aerona. His beloved wife, Anne, looked quite anxious to meet the Princess; she had always been known around the court for her love of talking to people of high rank such as royalty. "Your Highness, we are pleased to meet you." Jacques said with a smile. "I am Jacques Vallon, His Majesty's Foreign Minister. Is there something you require from me?"

OOC: Fair enough

IC:

"Copy that Paris Tower. Hunter Omega, you can return home now," said the pilot into the intercom.

"Copy that, see you when you get home," replied the voice.

The plane had a smooth landing as the occuptions finally got out to stretch after the plane had landed


At the Palace

Mitchell stepped out of the SUV as he was lead into the palace by a Lynion Hunter escort who provided protection for the whole family.

"So... who do we see to get inside?" wondered Mitchell to the Hunter.

"I believe we have to wait for someone," replied the escort. "I perfer to be called Hunter if you may Diplomat,"

"Far enough Hunter," answered Mitchell.

OOC: You can have them just walk into the ballroom, Lynion. You can interact with the other guests too.

"Your Highness, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Napoleon VII, the Emperor of Europe and the host of this gala. I must bid you to meet my family."

"I am Prince Napoleon of the House of Bonaparte, Mademoiselle Aerona, and I am the heir to the throne. It is an honorable pleasure to meet such a beautiful woman like yourself."

Merci, Monsieur

she uttered demurely. Rising to her full height, her black dress glistened under the lights. Looking around her, Aerona saw many beautiful people and her embarassing companion, Foreign Secretary Ffion Howerd, ambling towards Monsieur Vallon. The diamond circlet on her brow glistened like her eyes. She curtsied and stepped backwards away from the Imperial Family before turning away. She threw the Prince Napoleon an enigmatic glance as she walked past him. She thought it was probably best to find Ffion Howerd before she ruined her country's reputation. Aerona loved Wales and the March. Peaceful, quiet, beautiful and ordered. Yet in this Palace, she saw such a general splendour that left her in silent awe. As beautiful as the Imperial Palace in Wales - but for different reasons - the young Princess tried to conceal how mesmerised she was at the stunning architecture. She stepped out onto a quiet terrace bathed in moonlight, and scanned the city of Paris.

Merci, Monsieur

she uttered demurely. Rising to her full height, her black dress glistened under the lights. Looking around her, Aerona saw many beautiful people and her embarassing companion, Foreign Secretary Ffion Howerd, ambling towards Monsieur Vallon. The diamond circlet on her brow glistened like her eyes. She curtsied and stepped backwards away from the Imperial Family before turning away. She threw the Prince Napoleon an enigmatic glance as she walked past him. She thought it was probably best to find Ffion Howerd before she ruined her country's reputation. Aerona loved Wales and the March. Peaceful, quiet, beautiful and ordered. Yet in this Palace, she saw such a general splendour that left her in silent awe. As beautiful as the Imperial Palace in Wales - but for different reasons - the young Princess tried to conceal how mesmerised she was at the stunning architecture. She stepped out onto a quiet terrace bathed in moonlight, and scanned the city of Paris.

"Elle est un si beau femme ....."

Prince Napoleon had basically fallen in love at first sight with the Welsh princess who had spoken to his father just moments ago; he could not bear to keep his eyes off the young woman and felt his heart leap for joy with every minute that passed as he looked upon her in silent admiration; the glance she gave him only intrigued him further. Noticing her walking out into the terrace, Prince Napoleon took his leave from his family and walked out into the same terrace to see her looking over the city of Paris from which his family reigned and from which he would reign in the years to come. "Êtes-vous froid, Mademoiselle?" Napoleon said with a smile as he stood beside her while he tried his best to look at Paris rather than just stare at her. "I must say that you are a beautiful woman, Aerona, and I would be more than willing to learn about you and your nation. Tell me, what are your hobbies? What is your nation like?"

Napoleon smiled as he looked at the city of Paris; his eyes quickly catching glimpses of the Welsh beauty beside him. "This city has been the capital of our realm ever since time immemorial. It was where the Kings of France once reigned and where the Jacobins once centered the Revolution. My ancestor, Napoleon Bonaparte, took power in this city and from it he created our nation. As a descendant of him, I must make sure his Empire stays alive for further generations to enjoy; since I am the heir to the throne and all."

"I'd love for Aerona to be my consort..." The Prince thought.

"Don't you just love how the moonlight illumines the city and how it shines radiantly upon the River Seine?" Napoleon said with a smile. "It is truly a oeuvre d'art which is enjoyable to watch with you. Aerona, you are quite the work of art yourself. God must have spent much time making you." Napoleon said with a light chuckle. "Tell me, do the men of Wales dream of having you as their lover? They must...for such a beau s'est levé must often be dreamt about by distraught souls who cannot posess thee."

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Engelbert. I knew you would be able to arrive at our gala. My wife was anxious to meet yours." Napoleon said with a grin before Elizabeth, his consort and wife, began to open conversation with the Grand Duchess. If Engelbert Napoleon looked close enough, he could see that the beautiful Princess Marie was looking at him with a smile; as if measuring up his appeal to see if she liked him.

"Engelbert, you must tell me about your flight here to Paris. How was it?" Napoleon VII asked with a smile. "I hope it went well for you. After all, flights should always be comfortable unless damned storms arise. I should know; sometimes I have to fly all over the place in my realm to cities like Edinburgh and St. Petersburg."

"Mon Empereur, you surely know that I am less than comfortable with flying", Engelbert replied. "As usual, we took our private train for the short ride. Thankfully your father was so wise to modernize and expand Europes railway network back in the 60s."
After a few moments of embaressed silence, the grand duke added: "I see that next to the noble houses of those European nations which are blessed by the benevolent protection of the Empire, many other nation's representatives also have come to revel in France's splendor?"


Engelbert Napoleon approached Princess Marie: "Cousine, it is a pleasure to see you still well.
Surely it is true what the people say, that Paris the diamont of all cities also holds the diamont of Europe's nobility."

The barge slipped down the River Seine. The Chairmans Barge was accompanied by two other smaller ones. The Chairmans Barge was about 5 metres wide and 10 metres long. This was all left to the Chairman and the two other higher board members. The other barges were heavily armoured and where the same size these housed the soldier and other lower board members. The Chairman looked in out in awe as he passed under St.Michel Bridge he had never seen a building so ornate as Notre Damn. He soon regained his composure as the barges began to pull up to the welcome party a few metres from the Eifell Tower. Chairman Bambercheck walked off the barge his two companions followed one was carrying a small box inlaid with ornate gold patterns swirls and spirals. They silently entered the nearest limo the other board members followed into the second and thier limo.

The limos pulled up at that palace the board members were wearing simple dinner suits are ball gowns. It was hard to tell one from another. They strode foward with Chairman Bambercheck only slightly ahead of them. When they entered the palace the gala was in full swing many guests had already arrived. They strode purposefully towards the emperor. The Emperors announcer announced thier arrivel "Chairman Bamberheck and the other board members from Purnelia,"
"Nice to meet you at last Emperor Bonaparte" He said bowing "I have prepared a small gift" he continued. The board member with box stepped foward. Chairman Bambercheck opened it. Inside was a small bejewelled dagger with the Bonaparte crest in the hilt. Along the blade the words "Liberté, égalité, fraternité, ou la mort" were inscribed.

The Neo Kirisubans certainly knew how to make an entrance and the sight the 'Blue Sky' touching down at an airforce base was impressive.

Yet this was only a diplomatic cruiser and a lot smaller than the other ships in both Kirisuban fleets. The green painted ship looked quite a sight as the Ambassador and Lt Tsubasi walked down the ramp.

They were both stunning asian beauties with Kaori Tsubasi wearing her normal scabbarded long sword as well as carry a gift for the Emperor.

Sakura Yamamoto was wearing a long flowing bustier style evening dress in black and silver and was wearing her dark hair long and free. She looked in her late 20's although she was in her mid 30's. Kaori was only 18 but since girls came of age at 16 she was already quite experienced and skillful enough to be an aide. Her kimomo has two gold stripes on the bottom of her right sleeve along with pilots wings since this was her speciality.

Kaori Tsubashi was wearing a red silk service kimono with her sword in her black obi. The gift was in a long box and hopefully suitable for the Emperor.

(( fast fwding slightly ))

With their small universal translators programmed for French and clipped onto their clothes as well as the crossed golden swords comm badges they both wore they made their entrance into the gala. Sakura did have a mask just in case, hers being a little black and silver eye mask.

They were announced as "L'ambassadeur de la fédération de l'espace de Kirsuban, Mlle Sakura Yamamoto" and now they had to find the Emperor.

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Whomever it may concern (OOC: Assume it was sent to the leader of your nation)

On behalf of the Emperor of Europe, Napoleon the Eighth, I wish to invite you to a gala which will be held in the upcoming week here in Paris at the ballroom of the Imperial Palace. If you are interested in coming to this gala, then we politely ask that you list who will be attending as well as the security that will be with them at the gala. Please do not hesistate to send any questions or concerns to us; we will do our best to clarify things for you in an orderly fashion. La paix et la bonne volonté soient avec vous.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Ministre des affaires étrangères

TRANSMISSION

From: Foreign Minster Frank Benjamin of the People's Republic of Baldidom
To: J. Vallon

Expressing his apologies for the delay in communication, Foreign Minister Frank Benjamin accepts your invitation and would like to arrange the following logistics:


The Minister will be accompanied by his Chief of Staff Cleo Dupar and two administrative assistants.
The Minister requests permission to bring Minister of Economic Affairs Ellen Blade and Minster of Trade Tobias Stopwa to discuss future relationships between our nations and a small contingent of support staff for Minsters Blade and Stopwa.
Our delegation will arrive via a Gulfstream G650 (http://www.gulfstream.com/gulfstreamg650/) jet and we will not bring armed security, trusting that the Emperor will be able to provide adequate security as suggested by his communiqué outlining procedures and ground rules for the gala.
We ask that the Emperor provide transportation to and from the airport.


In the name of the People's Republic of Baldidom,

Frank Benjamin
Minister of Foreign Affairs
On behalf of President Jeffery Madison and his Government

END TRANSMISSION

The Emperor arrived with his wife, presuming he was late. They stepped out of the limo, shivering, as they weren't quite used to the colder climate of Europe. When the two entered the room, the shivering wore off quickly. The Emperor had his pride, and thefore waited for his host to come greet him and his wife.

(ooc: Sorry for the shortness of my post, I'm rather busy atm.)

The Emperors announcer announced thier arrivel "Chairman Bamberheck and the other board members from Purnelia,"
"Nice to meet you at last Emperor Bonaparte" He said bowing "I have prepared a small gift" he continued. The board member with box stepped foward. Chairman Bambercheck opened it. Inside was a small bejewelled dagger with the Bonaparte crest in the hilt. Along the blade the words "Liberté, égalité, fraternité, ou la mort" were inscribed.

The Emperor smiled. "I am pleased to recieve this wonderful gift from my friends in Purnelia and shall be pleased to adorn myself with such a fine sword from now on. Merci, monsieur."

(( fast fwding slightly ))

With their small universal translators programmed for French and clipped onto their clothes as well as the crossed golden swords comm badges they both wore they made their entrance into the gala. Sakura did have a mask just in case, hers being a little black and silver eye mask.

They were announced as "L'ambassadeur de la fédération de l'espace de Kirsuban, Mlle Sakura Yamamoto" and now they had to find the Emperor.

One of the butlers, an elderly but youthful man, noticed the Kirisubans were looking for the Emperor and, with a smile, he introduced himself before pointing at the Emperor who was at his table. "That is the Emperor, Napoleon VII, Mademoiselle Sakura."

The Emperor arrived with his wife, presuming he was late. They stepped out of the limo, shivering, as they weren't quite used to the colder climate of Europe. When the two entered the room, the shivering wore off quickly. The Emperor had his pride, and thefore waited for his host to come greet him and his wife.

(ooc: Sorry for the shortness of my post, I'm rather busy atm.)

OOC: No problem.

Emperor Napoleon noticed the arrival of the Puritanian Emperor and smiled as he beckoned the new guests towards him. "A pleasure to meet you at last, Julius. Feel free to call me Napoleon; there's no need for us to exchange trivial greetings as I hope we can get to know each other on a personal level."

The Emperor then bowed to Julius' wife. "This must be the High Priestess and might I say that you look absolutely stunning tonight."

"Mon Empereur, you surely know that I am less than comfortable with flying", Engelbert replied. "As usual, we took our private train for the short ride. Thankfully your father was so wise to modernize and expand Europes railway network back in the 60s."
After a few moments of embaressed silence, the grand duke added: "I see that next to the noble houses of those European nations which are blessed by the benevolent protection of the Empire, many other nation's representatives also have come to revel in France's splendor?"

"To each his own, Grand Duke. It was wise indeed of my father to modernize the railway network with such ruthless determination. Yes, many other nations have sent guests to revel in the splendour of the Empire. We are not just France anymore, dear friend, we are one people united under a French speaking dynasty. Thanks to Napoleon Bonaparte, this continent has had peace for two whole centuries and hopefully will continue to bask in the gentle aura of peace for many more years to come."

Engelbert Napoleon approached Princess Marie: "Cousine, it is a pleasure to see you still well.
Surely it is true what the people say, that Paris the diamont of all cities also holds the diamont of Europe's nobility."

Marie smiled. "Tis be a pleasure to see you still well also, Engelbert. Indeed, Paris is the bastion of noble power and splendour in this Empire of ours and I just love living here although I do have a fondness for Russia as the Russian winter always seems to charm me. I am planning on visiting Russia, actually, sometime in the next couple of months or whenever I have the chance."

The Minister will be accompanied by his Chief of Staff Cleo Dupar and two administrative assistants.
The Minister requests permission to bring Minister of Economic Affairs Ellen Blade and Minster of Trade Tobias Stopwa to discuss future relationships between our nations and a small contingent of support staff for Minsters Blade and Stopwa.
Our delegation will arrive via a Gulfstream G650 (http://www.gulfstream.com/gulfstreamg650/) jet and we will not bring armed security, trusting that the Emperor will be able to provide adequate security as suggested by his communiqué outlining procedures and ground rules for the gala.
We ask that the Emperor provide transportation to and from the airport.




We accept your terms and welcome you to our gala; as I send this message to you an Imperial plane is heading towards your nation. Forgive me for the shortness of this message but I am quite busy at the moment.

Signed,
J. Vallon

bump.

OOC: Just some action with the other guests at the gala here in this post. Wales and the Marsh, a bit of this concerns you.

It had been a long time since Charles-Napoleon had gotten around to meeting with his old comrades in the Imperial Court. As one of the many descendants of Louis-Napoleon Bonaparte (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleon_III_of_France) and Louise-Marie D'Orleans (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louise-Marie_d%27Orleans), Charles-Napoleon was one of the members of the House of Bonaparte-Orleans which had often played a significant role in the feud between Legitimists, Orleanists and Bonapartists over the issue of the monarchy and he himself had a claim to both the Imperial and Royal thrones but never really seemed to care about it too much unlike other members of his family and other people that he knew over the years. Charles-Napoleon, a young man in his early thirties, generally was more interested in settling down to build a family and working in one of his nation's many companies as a businessman rather than being interested in who was the rightful inheritor of some throne. He had been seen walking throughout the ballroom with his eye on the ladies and his hands on plates and glasses. After a quick dance with a pretty lass, Charles-Napoleon noticed Ffion Howerd walking around and felt himself staring at her briefly; he felt a bit interested in this bumbling woman. Eventually he decided to greet her. "Mademoiselle, may I have a conversation with you?"

OOC: Wales, could you TG me with what Ffion looks like, etc? Just so I can post a good reaction from Charles-Napoleon.

Jacques Vallon, the man who had sent invitations to the gala throughout the world, could be seen dancing in a passionate tango with his wife while others clapped and cheered them on while Boulanger, the leader of Les Faucons, quietly sipped a glass of wine while keeping an eye on the people around the Emperor and his family as was his job and personal duty. Everyone was having a good time.

David just sitting not doing much, when his phone beeps of him getting a text

"Alex " David said looking at her as it was her number

"Just look" said Alex as she kissed him on the cheek

"wfffffff" David whistled when he looked at the text she sent

"i just taken that for you" Alex said in Ixanian

"well text it to Tasha and Cindy too"said David as he kissed her on the lips

"mm will do" Alex said after the kiss

"I must say that you are a beautiful woman, Aerona, and I would be more than willing to learn about you and your nation. Tell me, what is your nation like?"

"Tell me, do the men of Wales dream of having you as their lover? They must...for such a beau s'est levé must often be dreamt about by distraught souls who cannot posess thee."

You flatter me, Highness. There are many women far more beautiful than myself in Wales and the March. Wales is a beautiful country. It is unlike any other country in the world. Mountains from sea to sea, tranquil islands and spraying seas. I wish greatly that you could see it - I am certain it would take your breath away. I know for certain that there is always something new and beautiful to find there. I pray that you will come and see the Imperial City of Caerfrenin, where my cousin the Emperor holds Court. It is perched on a cliff overlooking St David's Sea. The city is spread over two banks of the river Alor, as well as two islands in the centre of it. I suppose, just as Paris sits on the banks of the Seine. Think of Île de la Cité, only larger. It is there that the Palace lies, in front on Independence Square. And the language. The Welsh language is truly a masterpiece in the spoken word.I would that you would learn it and speak to me in it.

She breathed deep the night air and sighed. She was indeed enamoured of this young Prince; she had scarcely met another man she could consider marriage material.

I am involved in a great deal of charity work, particularly in our former African colonies. I love to help people - especially those who live in poverty. I have been gifted with a great deal. The Lord God has graced me. It makes me feel whole to help those who have not been blessed as I have

But listen to me, carrying on about myself and my own country. I could not have been more conceited. What a terrible impression I make of my people. Come, tell me of France.

You flatter me, Highness. There are many women far more beautiful than myself in Wales and the March. Wales is a beautiful country. It is unlike any other country in the world. Mountains from sea to sea, tranquil islands and spraying seas. I wish greatly that you could see it - I am certain it would take your breath away. I know for certain that there is always something new and beautiful to find there. I pray that you will come and see the Imperial City of Caerfrenin, where my cousin the Emperor holds Court. It is perched on a cliff overlooking St David's Sea. The city is spread over two banks of the river Alor, as well as two islands in the centre of it. I suppose, just as Paris sits on the banks of the Seine. Think of Île de la Cité, only larger. It is there that the Palace lies, in front on Independence Square. And the language. The Welsh language is truly a masterpiece in the spoken word.I would that you would learn it and speak to me in it.

Napoleon smiled. ''You may call me Napoleon, Highness. I must say that although there be many more women in Wales that there is no other woman like you for you are truly beautiful; probably more beautiful then the rest of the women of Wales albeit I have never seen any of them. Wales may be spectacular as you say, dear Aerona, but it is you who has already taken my breath away with your amazing beauty; God really must have put much work into making you. I pray that I will be able to see Wales one day, dearest cousin, for I would love to see the nation that has been blessed with your presence and with such natural splendour. Aerona, ti celf a 'n arddun rhosyn a 'th addfwynbryd ydy ond bob amser hychwaneg 'n aruthr pryd illumined at 'r golau-leuad (OOC: From a English-Welsh translator).''

Napoleon bowed. ''Aerona, tu hath saisir l'haleine loin de moi , une descendante de les grand Corse , et tu doit être les très de toute beauté femme thanksggiving J'ai toujours vu ; plus de de toute beauté à cette époque-là les filles de les Français noblesse et plus de charmante à cette époque-là ils. The words of the Bard, ''For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night'', fit so well in this situation.''

I am involved in a great deal of charity work, particularly in our former African colonies. I love to help people - especially those who live in poverty. I have been gifted with a great deal. The Lord God has graced me. It makes me feel whole to help those who have not been blessed as I have

[i]But listen to me, carrying on about myself and my own country. I could not have been more conceited. What a terrible impression I make of my people. Come, tell me of France.

Napoleon smiled. ''Blessed be God who has graced the world with benevolent souls such as Jeanne la Pucelle. I must say that I admire you for your work in charity albeit I hardly know of such work. I cannot tell you about France, Aerona, for my nation is not just France. My nation is Europe. Centuries ago, the great Corsican named Napoleon Bonaparte united all of Europe into one nation which I cherish. France, yes, is a great place to live with so much culture and beauty but all of Europe, when one looks at it, is simply breathtaking....although it is breathtaking just to look at you. I am the heir to the Empire of Europe, Aerona, and one day I shall reign over the Empire from this glorious city of Paris. It is my hope that I shall reign with a family at my side and with the support of the masses who I will reign over. A nation cannot survive without the people who live within it.''

''Aerona as my wife?.....I would surely be in Paradise!''

''Aerona, Princess of Wales, I must say that I am very much attracted to you...ever since you walked into the ballroom I have been amazed with thy beauty and charm. It would not be surprising to me if you had men waiting for you at every corner of Wales; just dying to have at least five minutes with you on their arm. The Emperor of Wales is a lucky man to have been graced with such a daughter and I must say that, perhaps, I am falling in love with you.'' Napoleon fell silent for a moment. Had he just alienated Aerona from him?

-- snip --

Walk with me.

She led him across the terrace, away from the bustling crowds of the gala.

My Lord, you make it impossible for me to be modest! You yourself can have no shortage of beautiful European woman desiring your hand. What has enchanted you so about me, a simple Welsh Princess?

They walked quietly and privately. She walked over to the balustrade, placing her hand onto the cold stone, waiting for his hand to join hers.

"Mademoiselle, may I have a conversation with you?"

Ffion replied in a condescending tone:

Perhaps you may introduce yourself? I am Ffion Howerd, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs for Wales and the March. I represent my Government. Who might you be?

One of the butlers, an elderly but youthful man, noticed the Kirisubans were looking for the Emperor and, with a smile, he introduced himself before pointing at the Emperor who was at his table. "That is the Emperor, Napoleon VII, Mademoiselle Sakura."

Sakura bowed slightly understanding the French because of her translator and thanked him in English. She didn't yet trust her spoken French in the field.

Seeing the Emperor had company the two women glided over and waited their turn. He seemed to be in demand and they would be patient and wait their turn as the gala unfolded round them.

She could dance a bit as could her aide since they'd practiced in a holodeck together before coming here.

Ffion replied in a condescending tone:

Perhaps you may introduce yourself? I am Ffion Howerd, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs for Wales and the March. I represent my Government. Who might you be?

"I am Charles-Napoleon, a member of the House of Bonaparte-Orleans. I must say that you looked quite upset or something as you were following the Princess Aerona around. Are you alright, Mademoiselle Howard?"

She could dance a bit as could her aide since they'd practiced in a holodeck together before coming here.

A young French man noticed Sakura and, with a smile, walked up to her. "Mademoiselle, would you mind if I had this dance with you? Consider it a welcome to the lovely city of Paris."

"Carlos we may as well go there nothing here for us and we only wasting time by staying" David said

"yur i'am think that too" said Calrlos as he got up

Walk with me.

She led him across the terrace, away from the bustling crowds of the gala.

My Lord, you make it impossible for me to be modest! You yourself can have no shortage of beautiful European woman desiring your hand. What has enchanted you so about me, a simple Welsh Princess?

They walked quietly and privately. She walked over to the balustrade, placing her hand onto the cold stone, waiting for his hand to join hers.

Napoleon walked with Aerona across the terrace; his mind fixated on what she could be thinking about him as there was so many possibilities rolling and running around in his mind. After she spoke to him, Napoleon smiled. "There may be plenty of beautiful European women around here in this realm and yes, possibly some of them would be desiring my hand but I am completely enchanted by your beauty, dearest Rose of Wales, for there is no other woman for me. I must admit that I love you, Aerona, and that there is no other woman I'd rather want. It was love at first sight and I feel like telling you all about it instead of hiding it from you. You are the Rose of Wales and I, the humble Corsican knight, bow in deep respect."

Napoleon placed his hand upon hers and smiled; his eyes looking into hers. "Aerona, I hope that if you cannot love me that you will at least be my close friend and confidante. That is all I ask of you, dearest Aerona."

"Carlos we may as well go there nothing here for us and we only wasting time by staying" David said

"yur i'am think that too" said Calrlos as he got up

As they got up, a couple of French girls seemed to be eying the two Imperial men in a way that suggested they wanted to dance. A butler, standing beside them, lightly tapped Carlos on the shoulder and pointed at them. "Those girls are looking at you, sir. I think you should talk to them. You and your comrade."

As they got up, a couple of French girls seemed to be eying the two Imperial men in a way that suggested they wanted to dance. A butler, standing beside them, lightly tapped Carlos on the shoulder and pointed at them. "Those girls are looking at you, sir. I think you should talk to them. You and your comrade."

Carlos only move was twist the man arm around his back and pushed him onto the floor

"who the Vith are you and don''t call me or him comrade you son of a bitch" said Carlos

"bad move on your part butler "said Valentina to the butler as she kneels next to Carlos and talks to him to let the man go

"so two ladies are looking at David and Carlos "said Tasha looking at them

Office of the Vice-President of the Free Republic of Lamoni

To: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe

I would personally like to attend this gala if there is still a place. A foul-up in communications caused your initial message to arrive in the Free Republic at a later date than you surely intended. This has since been corrected.

Signed,

Antonio Cruz
Vice-President
Free Republic of Lamoni

From: Jacques Vallon, Foreign Minister of the Empire of Europe
To: Antonio Cruz, Vice-President of the Free Republic of Lamoni

I would personally like to welcome you to the gala; there are many places free for you because, in fact, there are no places. You may come whenever you wish but you must be swift about it or else you will miss out.

Signed,
J. Vallon,
Foreign Minister

A young French man noticed Sakura and, with a smile, walked up to her. "Mademoiselle, would you mind if I had this dance with you? Consider it a welcome to the lovely city of Paris."

Sakura left her aide with the Emperors gift knowing she'd be able to handle the diplomatic business initially.

So she smiled,bowed and took the the mans hand looking as she fitted right in.

"Thank you kindly" she replied in slightly accented English sounding almost Japanese as well as looking it.

So stepping into the dance floor with her handsome dance partner she let him lead as was the custom.

Sakura left her aide with the Emperors gift knowing she'd be able to handle the diplomatic business initially.

So she smiled,bowed and took the the mans hand looking as she fitted right in.

"Thank you kindly" she replied in slightly accented English sounding almost Japanese as well as looking it.

So stepping into the dance floor with her handsome dance partner she let him lead as was the custom.

"You must be one of the guests. Tell me, where do you come from? What is your name?"

Carlos only move was twist the man arm around his back and pushed him onto the floor

"who the Vith are you and don''t call me or him comrade you son of a bitch" said Carlos

"bad move on your part butler "said Valentina to the butler as she kneels next to Carlos and talks to him to let the man go

"so two ladies are looking at David and Carlos "said Tasha looking at them

The butler sighed stoically before walking off as if the incident had never occured and the girls who were looking at Carlos decided to walk off as well; saddened a little. Boulanger, from the Emperor's table, chuckled a little. Perhaps Communists were hated in other places, he thought, and as a fanatical Bonapartist who loathed Communists he would most likely have a blast in whereever this upstart guest was from. The Emperor could only smile before he rose from his seat to take his wife's hand into his as they walked down to the dance floor and began to dance in a passionate tango while they spoke in refined French. Princess Marie was still talking to Engelbert while Josephine was busy at the food table with Louis. The other guests such as noblemen and relatives of the Emperor were busy discussing various issues from politics to the merits of the philosophes. The stern Boulanger leaned on a wall as he continuously took sips of his wine; his eyes fixed on the Imperial Family he was sworn to protect. The Emperor basked in the success of his gala and was a very happy man as he leaned into his wife during the dance; uttering the words: "Art de mille une Aphrodite mortelle; l'ensorceleur des hommes."

Prince Louis watched his parents' display with much interest with his little sister Josephine cheering like a football fan at the Super Bowl. It made him think that he should find a woman to dance with soon. Josephine, on the other hand, was more content with dancing around a chocolate fountain then dancing with one of the nobles' sons as she loved chocolate with a passion but yet, to the delight of the health conscious Emperor, knew how to withstand overindulgence.

Carlos lead the other heading back to ther J10
"vith"said Carlos
"cold steel will fix i"' said Sabre

OOC: No problem.

Emperor Napoleon noticed the arrival of the Puritanian Emperor and smiled as he beckoned the new guests towards him. "A pleasure to meet you at last, Julius. Feel free to call me Napoleon; there's no need for us to exchange trivial greetings as I hope we can get to know each other on a personal level."

The Emperor then bowed to Julius' wife. "This must be the High Priestess and might I say that you look absolutely stunning tonight."

"Likewise. Perhaps a glass of wine would be in order?" the Emperor replied, although in the inside he was saying to himself "Hmph. Too eager to get to know royalty, like a peasant."

His wife curtsied to Napoleon with a smile. "Well, thank you. A lovely palace you've got here." She then lowered her voice to a whisper. "More impressive than the Imperial Palace at home, I must say, but don't tell my husband I said that."

ooc: I apologize if it's not a palace, I didn't bother to read the thread with much attention.

"Latest intellegence madam of nations of intrest. This one a Bonapartist Europe."

"Bonapart?" Kaori asked puzzeld having limited education. "Isn't that the short man who went on a domination spree in the 19th century?"

"Apparently. Well it's the 21st century now and they are having a gala for nations."

"I suppose I could go."

"Then I shall RSVP?"

"Please, do so. I will need to take Yui with me." She seldom went anywhere with out her four year old child.

RSVP

Supreme Stateholder Kaori Ouda wishes to attend your gala. She and her young daughter will be arriving tomorrow evening at 6:30 in the P.M. We trust she will be welcomed.

P.S. the Government has felt at liberty to send you an inquiry telegram, that we ask you respond to as soon as premissable.

Thank you,
Koh Otani-Secratary of State

"Likewise. Perhaps a glass of wine would be in order?" the Emperor replied, although in the inside he was saying to himself "Hmph. Too eager to get to know royalty, like a peasant."

His wife curtsied to Napoleon with a smile. "Well, thank you. A lovely palace you've got here." She then lowered her voice to a whisper. "More impressive than the Imperial Palace at home, I must say, but don't tell my husband I said that."

ooc: I apologize if it's not a palace, I didn't bother to read the thread with much attention.

Napoleon ordered a glass of wine to be brought to the Puritanian Emperor before he spoke to the Empress with a smile. "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. This palace is certainly a masterpiece which is quite comfortable. Now, you must meet my wife when you have a moment. She's a bit eager to meet fellow consorts."

The Empress Consort of Europe, a very attractive daughter of France, noticed her husband was talking about her and decided to greet the new visitors from Puritania. With a smile, she looked at the Puritanian Emperor's consort. "A pleasure to meet you, I'm the Empress of Europe. I am sure my husband had been courteous to you and your husband?"

"Latest intellegence madam of nations of intrest. This one a Bonapartist Europe."

"Bonapart?" Kaori asked puzzeld having limited education. "Isn't that the short man who went on a domination spree in the 19th century?"

"Apparently. Well it's the 21st century now and they are having a gala for nations."

"I suppose I could go."

"Then I shall RSVP?"

"Please, do so. I will need to take Yui with me." She seldom went anywhere with out her four year old child.

RSVP

Supreme Stateholder Kaori Ouda wishes to attend your gala. She and her young daughter will be arriving tomorrow evening at 6:30 in the P.M. We trust she will be welcomed.

P.S. the Government has felt at liberty to send you an inquiry telegram, that we ask you respond to as soon as premissable.

Thank you,
Koh Otani-Secratary of State

ooc Motokata you don't need to keep posting the same post, wait

RSVP

Supreme Stateholder Kaori Ouda wishes to attend your gala. She and her young daughter will be arriving tomorrow evening at 6:30 in the P.M. We trust she will be welcomed.

P.S. the Government has felt at liberty to send you an inquiry telegram, that we ask you respond to as soon as premissable.

Thank you,
Koh Otani-Secratary of State

Secretary,

It is a pleasure to welcome Kaori Ouda to the Empire's gala in the city of Paris and I must tell you that she may come at once whenever she is ready to do so for the gala has already started. We have responded to your telegram and have sent a swift response. I hope that Miss Ouda will be able to make it to the gala and that she would have a good and pleasurable time.

Signed,
J. Vallon.

OOC: Just send Kaori to the gala. Post her entering the ballroom.

When the plane had landed Kaori stepped off and looked at the diffrent country. As a poor girl from the country side she never imagined this. Being able to tour other nations like this. She adjusted the sleeping Yui on her and got in the car, driver to the gala please."

"Yes madam."

"Well I think we can breif you on French madam." Her assitants said.

"Please. Oh and once we arrive please take Yui to the hotel."

"Right away."

After the not so long ride she was taught proper French greetings, no doubt she wouldn't be fluent overnight much less in a 5 minute trip to the gala. Upon arrival she kissed her little one goodbye. She entered into the grand room, it was alit of gold and colors. "Impressive."

After the not so long ride she was taught proper French greetings, no doubt she wouldn't be fluent overnight much less in a 5 minute trip to the gala. Upon arrival she kissed her little one goodbye. She entered into the grand room, it was alit of gold and colors. "Impressive."

As Kaori walked into the ballroom she was accosted by butlers and some of the gentlemen who greeted her with a welcome to the Paris gala she was attending. One of them, a gentleman from the Ardennes, smiled at Kaori and bowed before extending his hand. "Care to dance, Mademoiselle?"

As Kaori walked into the ballroom she was accosted by butlers and some of the gentlemen who greeted her with a welcome to the Paris gala she was attending. One of them, a gentleman from the Ardennes, smiled at Kaori and bowed before extending his hand. "Care to dance, Mademoiselle?"

"I'd love to dance."

"Aerona, I hope that if you cannot love me that you will at least be my close friend and confidante. That is all I ask of you, dearest Aerona."

You say you love me, my Lord; pray how would you prove it? For all the wealth and titles in the world count for nought if a man cannot love a woman as a woman...for that is all I am, a simple female.

Aerona continued, teasing the young Prince:

Tell my, my Lord, what great deeds would you perform to win my hand? How would you, a Crown Prince of Europe, win your Welsh Rose?

Aerona waited with baited breath for his response. She was enchanted by this young Prince, intrigued by him, even bewitched by him. She felt as though she had known him forever, simply by looking into his eyes. She had always though true love at first sight was such a dreadful cliche, but now she was beginning to believe that it could happen. Furthermore, she believed in that instant, gazing into Napoleon's eyes, that it was a gift from God. Indeed, she felt that God was telling her to marry him. She could only hope that his reply secured in her thoughts that his love was more than a passing inclination. She needed some confirmation, that he would be gentle, simple, loving and romantic. She did not want some heroic or macho deed, and prayed silently that Napoleon did not promise her gold, or jewels, or titles, but something simple and forever.

"I am Charles-Napoleon, a member of the House of Bonaparte-Orleans. I must say that you looked quite upset or something as you were following the Princess Aerona around. Are you alright, Mademoiselle Howard?"

In a snobbish and opinionated tone:
I assure you sir, I am fine. And quite why you make such a fuss of that silly little girl is beyond me. I am the Representative of the Welsh Government. She only represents her stupid cousin. Who ever heard of an ordained Priest becoming Emperor? I say we do away with them. Completely. Monarchy is clearly an outdated system of government. Wouldn't you agree?

Upon confirmation of his arrival notice, Vice President Cruz boarded his aircraft, and made his way to Bonapartist Europe. After landing, he was taken by car to the ballroom, and entered.

He might have taken Kimiko with him, but he had decided not to after hearing some things about what this Empire stood for. He knew that Kimiko could stand up for herself, but a good analogy might be that he didn't want his beloved to 'slip behind the iron curtain.'

He was slightly amused as he noticed the Imperials in the room, it was hard NOT to notice them if you had a practiced eye for picking them out. They would either be standing by themselves in some corner of the room, or they would be close to picking some fight with someone. It appeared that the second attitude might be closer to the mark this time, however; even as the Imperials left the ballroom in a huff.

With nothing else to do so far, Vice President Cruz walked up to the representative from Neo Kirisubo, and hoped to start a friendly conversation.

OOC: Neo Kirisubo, TG me about whether you still want to RP the wedding or not.

You say you love me, my Lord; pray how would you prove it? For all the wealth and titles in the world count for nought if a man cannot love a woman as a woman...for that is all I am, a simple female.

Aerona continued, teasing the young Prince:

Tell my, my Lord, what great deeds would you perform to win my hand? How would you, a Crown Prince of Europe, win your Welsh Rose?

Napoleon smiled. "I would love you as you are, dearest Aerona, and not as a mere tool to secure the continuation of the Bonaparte family's rule over this Empire. For great deeds I would simply make sure to see to it that I honor you always and that my love for you never falters. Dearest Aerona, it would be a great deed just to praise you. I would do whatever it took to make you see that I am indeed in love with you not because of your wealth but because of you."

He took her hand and kissed it. "To be with you is to be graced by God Himself. I love you, Aerona, and hope that you will love me. I would be thy humble knight and would praise you above all others for I am but Quixote and you are my Dulcinea."

In a snobbish and opinionated tone:
I assure you sir, I am fine. And quite why you make such a fuss of that silly little girl is beyond me. I am the Representative of the Welsh Government. She only represents her stupid cousin. Who ever heard of an ordained Priest becoming Emperor? I say we do away with them. Completely. Monarchy is clearly an outdated system of government. Wouldn't you agree?

"I don't believe that monarchy is the problem; it is the monarch who would be the problem." Charles-Napoleon said calmly. "Any government works as long as good people are behind it."

Boulanger, who overheard Howard's comments, was irked by her words. As a self declared enemy of the Republican heresy, Boulanger would never stand for any proseltyzing on Howard's part; especially if she somehow converted Charles-Napoleon to it. "I should keep an eye on her; lest she spread the heresy of Republicanism around."

OOC: Just so you know, Boulanger is a fanatical Bonapartist who loathes Communism, Republicanism and Bourbon Royalists who he views as being major threats to the Empire. His philosophy is that the Empire must always stay Bonapartist and that any of those other paths would ruin everything; thus it is most likely that he'd lead any counter-revolution, etc.

"I'd love to dance."

The man smiled and led her to the dance floor. As they danced, the man spoke to her calmly. ''What is your name, Mademoiselle? Where do you come from?''

The man smiled and led her to the dance floor. As they danced, the man spoke to her calmly. ''What is your name, Mademoiselle? Where do you come from?''

"My name is Kaori Ouda. I came from Motokata. And what is your name my good sir?"

"My name is Kaori Ouda. I came from Motokata. And what is your name my good sir?"

"Joseph Tavernier is my name, Miss Ouda. Tis be a pleasure to meet you. What is Motokata like?"

"Joseph Martineau is my name, Miss Ouda. Tis be a pleasure to meet you. What is Motokata like?"

"Nothing like here. We have big cities and small villages scattered through out. Vast tropical jungles, even some high mountains and deep canyons."

"Nothing like here. We have big cities and small villages scattered through out. Vast tropical jungles, even some high mountains and deep canyons."

"Interesting nation. I must visit it when I have the time. Tell me, have you met the Emperor yet?"

"Interesting nation. I must visit it when I have the time. Tell me, have you met the Emperor yet?"

"I have not met him yet. I did not realize I would be at this event, but I would be most honored to meet him."

"I have not met him yet. I did not realize I would be at this event, but I would be most honored to meet him."

"He is at his table with his family; I am sure he would not mind meeting you."

A makeshift bar had been established in the ballroom with a young woman named Hortense Quentin serving all the guests whatever drinks they wanted since her colleague was unable to attend the gala due to personal matters. Hortense was a barmaid known for her passive-aggressive behaviour and her medium length hair which she often had tied up into a bun while some of her cleavage was exposed since she always unbuttoned the uniform a bit. She was a pretty woman who had some sex appeal but that was never on her mind. All that was on her mind was working in the Imperial Palace which she considered to be an honor for her; especially since she lived in a simple house in the city of Paris with her pet dog; a house that was at least comfortable albeit small and compact. Hortense sighed as served the men and women their drinks since she, a simple commoner, just wanted to be like Cindarella and have fun at the gala instead of serving people their alcoholic beverages. Hortense noticed Kaori dancing and smiled; wishing that she was Kaori for a brief moment before going back to her drinks. "One Martini...coming up!" She yelled in an authoritive voice that seemed to be oddly out of place as it came from a rather frail woman. When Prince Louis came towards her, she immediately bowed and offered him a glass of authentic French wine. He smiled and walked off to talk to some friends and she just stood there until she was told that the bartender had arrived and that he bought her a dress as a gift for the hard work she did. Hortense was astounded. She was now the lowly commoner who could associate with the higher ups of Imperial society. Changing into her dress and putting on some white gloves, Hortense went for a walk around the ballroom with a quick glance at some of the foreign guests. Prince Louis, intrigued by the barmaid, decided to dance with her which she graciously accepted. On the dance floor, Hortense danced quite well as a result of those lessons which her mother paid for her to have. "You dance well, Miss Quentin."

OOC: Just doing a little side story or two. If anyone has a guest who wants to interact with people like Hortense, go right ahead.

He might have taken Kimiko with him, but he had decided not to after hearing some things about what this Empire stood for. He knew that Kimiko could stand up for herself, but a good analogy might be that he didn't want his beloved to 'slip behind the iron curtain.'

OOC: I think you confused what I said on MSN about Boulanger's views with the views of the Empire in general. Just because Boulanger hates Communists and thinks Republicans are political heretics does not mean that the Empire does. The Empire does not follow Boulangisme but Bonapartism (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonapartism).

"He is at his table with his family; I am sure he would not mind meeting you."

A makeshift bar had been established in the ballroom with a young woman named Hortense Quentin serving all the guests whatever drinks they wanted since her colleague was unable to attend the gala due to personal matters. Hortense was a barmaid known for her passive-aggressive behaviour and her medium length hair which she often had tied up into a bun while some of her cleavage was exposed since she always unbuttoned the uniform a bit. She was a pretty woman who had some sex appeal but that was never on her mind. All that was on her mind was working in the Imperial Palace which she considered to be an honor for her; especially since she lived in a simple house in the city of Paris with her pet dog; a house that was at least comfortable albeit small and compact. Hortense sighed as served the men and women their drinks since she, a simple commoner, just wanted to be like Cindarella and have fun at the gala instead of serving people their alcoholic beverages. Hortense noticed Kaori dancing and smiled; wishing that she was Kaori for a brief moment before going back to her drinks. "One Martini...coming up!" She yelled in an authoritive voice that seemed to be oddly out of place as it came from a rather frail woman. When Prince Louis came towards her, she immediately bowed and offered him a glass of authentic French wine. He smiled and walked off to talk to some friends and she just stood there until she was told that the bartender had arrived and that he bought her a dress as a gift for the hard work she did. Hortense was astounded. She was now the lowly commoner who could associate with the higher ups of Imperial society. Changing into her dress and putting on some white gloves, Hortense went for a walk around the ballroom with a quick glance at some of the foreign guests. Prince Louis, intrigued by the barmaid, decided to dance with her which she graciously accepted. On the dance floor, Hortense danced quite well as a result of those lessons which her mother paid for her to have. "You dance well, Miss Quentin."

OOC: Just doing a little side story or two. If anyone has a guest who wants to interact with people like Hortense, go right ahead.

"You are a lovely dancer. Very much like my late husband."

"You are a lovely dancer. Very much like my late husband."

"Thank you, Mademoiselle. You are a widow then? My condolences."

"Thank you, Mademoiselle. You are a widow then? My condolences."

"Thank you, that's very kind. I also have a little girl, in someways I think you have a bit of her vibrant spirit. And you have the same as my late husband."

Valentina,Vera ,Tasha Cindy and Alex sat at the bar talking as the nannys hold onto the twins

"tasha and cindy why you never told me did some acting" asked Alex

"oh didn't sorry babe yur Tour d' Vietnam"said Tasha

"girl you better not get drunk"said Cindy

"i won't like hell i'am going not get sex from David for a mouth like he said he do if we get drunk"said Alex

"he'll do that? but won't that drive him nuts" asked Vera

"yur but he'll do it if we get drunk and make fools of ourselfs here"said Tasha

"hehe i remind that story now"said Valentina as the nanny with her son hold him so she could check him

"Thank you, that's very kind. I also have a little girl, in someways I think you have a bit of her vibrant spirit. And you have the same as my late husband."

"That is quite interesting...I never thought that I'd remind anyone of their late husband before. I think you are a charming woman, Kaori. Perhaps, after we dance, we could go outside? You should see the gardens."

"That is quite interesting...I never thought that I'd remind anyone of their late husband before. I think you are a charming woman, Kaori. Perhaps, after we dance, we could go outside? You should see the gardens."

"Oh I would love to see the Gardens. I'm something of a Gardner my self, well I grew up on a farm before I married. I married young, 14."

"Oh I would love to see the Gardens. I'm something of a Gardner my self, well I grew up on a farm before I married. I married young, 14."

"You married at the age of fourteen? I've never been married myself." Joseph said as he led Kaori to the gardens with a smile on his face. "You look lovely tonight, Kaori. I must wonder...don't you have men swarming you back in your homeland?"

"You married at the age of fourteen? I've never been married myself." Joseph said as he led Kaori to the gardens with a smile on his face. "You look lovely tonight, Kaori. I must wonder...don't you have men swarming you back in your homeland?"

"There are men alright. Many are just in pursuit of the almighty Dinar. That's our currency. Well I lost my husband so quickly and so suddenly it's been hard. But I'm fine now."

"There are men alright. Many are just in pursuit of the almighty Dinar. That's our currency. Well I lost my husband so quickly and so suddenly it's been hard. But I'm fine now."

"I would not blame them for seeking you as a wife due to your good looks. How did you lose your husband?"

"I would not blame them for seeking you as a wife due to your good looks. How did you lose your husband?"

"Rather terrible. He was kidnapped by drug cartels and murdered. It comes with the territory I'm afraid. Don't think we're a dangerous country. We're safe so long as you use common sense."

"Rather terrible. He was kidnapped by drug cartels and murdered. It comes with the territory I'm afraid. Don't think we're a dangerous country. We're safe so long as you use common sense."

"Why would they kidnap him? Did they try to harm you or your daughter?"

"Why would they kidnap him? Did they try to harm you or your daughter?"

"Just for the power of it. Assassinating the Leader of the Country who is cracking down on them, they wanted him out of the way. Or someone put a hit on him. Probably some of the trustees whom I've rooted out. We weren't with him when it happened."

"Just for the power of it. Assassinating the Leader of the Country who is cracking down on them, they wanted him out of the way. Or someone put a hit on him. Probably some of the trustees whom I've rooted out. We weren't with him when it happened."

"I am sorry to hear that such things occured. It is a real shame to see one's love lost to the sins of men." Joseph felt himself looking into Kaori's eyes albeit briefly. "Kaori, don't you just love the gardens?"

"I am sorry to hear that such things occured. It is a real shame to see one's love lost to the sins of men." Joseph felt himself looking into Kaori's eyes albeit briefly. "Kaori, don't you just love the gardens?"

"I do. I really do." For some reason her gaze went into Joseph's and they suddenly kissed.

"I do. I really do." For some reason her gaze went into Joseph's and they suddenly kissed.

"Kaori....." Joseph said with a amazed look.

"Kaori....." Joseph said with a amazed look.

"Oh my was I being to forward? I just felt and urge and went on it."

"Oh my was I being to forward? I just felt and urge and went on it."

"An urge? Do you have feelings for me?"

"An urge? Do you have feelings for me?"

"I think I just might. Maybe. I do."

bump for the other guests.

Napoleon smiled. "I love you, Aerona, and hope that you will love me."

She smiled. It had been an answer that she had hoped to hear. She reached up and brushed the back of her soft hand against the Prince's face. Her belief in love at first sight was now firmly cemented in her heart.

Well then...

I cannot deny, my Lord, that you have bewitched me, body and soul, and that I do not wish to be parted from you from this day forth.

She waited, only wondering what he would utter next.

Napoleon ordered a glass of wine to be brought to the Puritanian Emperor before he spoke to the Empress with a smile. "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. This palace is certainly a masterpiece which is quite comfortable. Now, you must meet my wife when you have a moment. She's a bit eager to meet fellow consorts."

The Empress Consort of Europe, a very attractive daughter of France, noticed her husband was talking about her and decided to greet the new visitors from Puritania. With a smile, she looked at the Puritanian Emperor's consort. "A pleasure to meet you, I'm the Empress of Europe. I am sure my husband had been courteous to you and your husband?"

Julius thanked for the wine and quietly got out of his wife's way.

"A pleasure to meet you, too. Yes, your husband has been courteous. I'd like you to tell me about the Empire of Europe."

"oh she can't pour a drink to save her life back home on a busy night " Cindy said as she watchs the barmaid as Tasha talks to Vera

"lover boy back an he got his rifle acorss his back"said Alex as she watchs David walk over to them

"mm love that earthly smell you have" said Alex once David was standing behind his three girls

She smiled. It had been an answer that she had hoped to hear. She reached up and brushed the back of her soft hand against the Prince's face. Her belief in love at first sight was now firmly cemented in her heart.

Well then...

I cannot deny, my Lord, that you have bewitched me, body and soul, and that I do not wish to be parted from you from this day forth.

She waited, only wondering what he would utter next.

"She loves me? Thank God!"

"Aerona, I cherish those words which thou has spoken to me and hope that our newfound love will stand for many days." Napoleon said before he felt himself leaning into her as if for a kiss. "Perhaps...we may attend to the dance floor?"

His eyes were locked into hers and it did pretty much look like they were going to kiss. Napoleon never expected any of this but he did not care. He might have just found the future Empress of Europe.

Julius thanked for the wine and quietly got out of his wife's way.

"A pleasure to meet you, too. Yes, your husband has been courteous. I'd like you to tell me about the Empire of Europe."

"The Empire of Europe is generally little more than the continuation of the First French Empire which was founded in 1804 by our nation's founding father, Napoleon Bonaparte whose images is everywhere at the moment which many people say is a personality cult. French is the first among equals when it comes to languages and the capital city of the Empire is Paris with the realm divided into departments and the like. I don't really have power in the Empire but I really don't care since, between you and me, I really don't care about politics."

"I think I just might. Maybe. I do."

"I never expected this...."

"I never expected this...."

"I should go back and check in on Yui. Would you like to come with me?"

"I should go back and check in on Yui. Would you like to come with me?"

"I guess I could come with you. Sure. Yui is your daughter?"

"I guess I could come with you. Sure. Yui is your daughter?"

"That's right, she is. My little angel of a daughter." The car pulled around as it took them back to the hotel. They entered the large suite where Yui lied with the dim lamps on. "Yui, honey what are you doing awake?"

"You weren't here to check the closet and bed."

"Oh of course." Kaori moved around the room looking in the closet. "Nope, nothing in here." She bent down to scan the underside of the bed. "Nope. You're all safe sweetie." She tucked Yui in and kissed her goodnight.

"She's at that age."

Joseph smiled as he watched Kaori take care of her daughter albeit he did look at her behind a bit as she bent down which was not something he actually tried to do; he just happened to see her bottom was all. When Yui fell asleep, Joseph smiled at Kaori. "You are a good mother, Kaori. It's nice to see that some people make the time to help their children."

Joseph smiled as he watched Kaori take care of her daughter albeit he did look at her behind a bit as she bent down which was not something he actually tried to do; he just happened to see her bottom was all. When Yui fell asleep, Joseph smiled at Kaori. "You are a good mother, Kaori. It's nice to see that some people make the time to help their children."

"Aw I'm no diffrent than any other mothers." She turned out the light to Yui's room. "I love Yui. Simple as that." She led him into her bedroom, normally she and Yui stayed together if they traveled but a lucky mix-up had them in two separate rooms. "Sit down, make your self comfortable." She had Joseph sit down on the bed.

"Tu'jol l' boundaries d' dosst che'el's ssussunen,
Fre'sla l' sea'anen feithin whol dosst kaztirth.
Ji mzil draevalen dos xunus naut sila nindol pholor dosstan,
Vel'drav nindel klew'ar finally chu,
Dorn tlu gaer ulu xxizz.

Pholor nindel tangi vel'drav dos ssrig'luin dosst dalninuken lu' dalninin ulu kyon,
Dorn tlu ditronw ghil.
Citizen glennen kostith l' ssussun whol l' ussen nindel udos mrigg dal l' olath d' despair.
Standing pholor kyorl whol l' ussen nindel udos sheltered,
Udos orn zuch tlu kr'athin p'wal udos orn zuch tlu gaer."

Tasha ,Cindy and Alex turn and look at David
"could you sing that so i can i under stand it please honey"asked Alex

"Beyond the boundaries of your city's lights,
Stand the heroes waiting for your cries.
So many times you did not bring this on yourself,
When that moment finally comes,
I'll be there to help.

On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care,
I'll be right here.
Citizen soldiers holding the light for the ones that we guide from the dark of despair.
Standing on guard for the ones that we sheltered,
We'll always be ready because we will always be there."

"Aw I'm no diffrent than any other mothers." She turned out the light to Yui's room. "I love Yui. Simple as that." She led him into her bedroom, normally she and Yui stayed together if they traveled but a lucky mix-up had them in two separate rooms. "Sit down, make your self comfortable." She had Joseph sit down on the bed.

"This is a nice bed, Kaori. You are quite lucky." Joseph said before he looked around briefly from his position on the bed. "I should not stay too long though since I am sure you will want to retire for the night soon."

"This is a nice bed, Kaori. You are quite lucky." Joseph said before he looked around briefly from his position on the bed. "I should not stay too long though since I am sure you will want to retire for the night soon."

"Well if you are going, you shouldn't part with out my well wishes. You know in my culture it's very customary to kiss someone farewell." She kissed him. "Of course sometimes a kiss can mean more than goodbye." She kissed again.

"Well if you are going, you shouldn't part with out my well wishes. You know in my culture it's very customary to kiss someone farewell." She kissed him. "Of course sometimes a kiss can mean more than goodbye." She kissed again.

Joseph grinned. "Can I take it that the maiden of Motokata wants to enjoy some alone time with a humble French gentleman?" He smiled before taking hold of her a bit tightly. "...Because I don't mind it. Would you start, please?"

"Tu'jol l' boundaries d' dosst che'el's ssussunen,
Fre'sla l' sea'anen feithin whol dosst kaztirth.
Ji mzil draevalen dos xunus naut sila nindol pholor dosstan,
Vel'drav nindel klew'ar finally chu,
Dorn tlu gaer ulu xxizz.

Pholor nindel tangi vel'drav dos ssrig'luin dosst dalninuken lu' dalninin ulu kyon,
Dorn tlu ditronw ghil.
Citizen glennen kostith l' ssussun whol l' ussen nindel udos mrigg dal l' olath d' despair.
Standing pholor kyorl whol l' ussen nindel udos sheltered,
Udos orn zuch tlu kr'athin p'wal udos orn zuch tlu gaer."

Tasha ,Cindy and Alex turn and look at David
"could you sing that so i can i under stand it please honey"asked Alex

"Beyond the boundaries of your city's lights,
Stand the heroes waiting for your cries.
So many times you did not bring this on yourself,
When that moment finally comes,
I'll be there to help.

On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care,
I'll be right here.
Citizen soldiers holding the light for the ones that we guide from the dark of despair.
Standing on guard for the ones that we sheltered,
We'll always be ready because we will always be there."

The other guests seemed to have mixed feelings about the song. While everyone was clapping, booing, making comments or just smiling while drinking their wine, Hortense Quentin walked up to David with a smile on her face. "That is an interesting song, sir. Are you the author of it or did you just happened to hear it sung by someone else?"

Joseph grinned. "Can I take it that the maiden of Motokata wants to enjoy some alone time with a humble French gentleman?" He smiled before taking hold of her a bit tightly. "...Because I don't mind it. Would you start, please?"

Kaori removed her blouse and skirt leaving the rest of her underwear to Joseph to remove. She was on him like no other. She moaned softly with passion. Outside the guards could here a bit. One was ready to rush in. "Woah woah woah wait."

"We're supposed to protect her aren't we?"

"Right now he's the one who's going to need protecting."

Kaori continued now she was stripped nude and making out pationatley to the French man she met only hours ago. This was something that usually happened in movies, not in life.

Kaori removed her blouse and skirt leaving the rest of her underwear to Joseph to remove. She was on him like no other. She moaned softly with passion. Outside the guards could here a bit. One was ready to rush in. "Woah woah woah wait."

"We're supposed to protect her aren't we?"

"Right now he's the one who's going to need protecting."

Kaori continued now she was stripped nude and making out pationatley to the French man she met only hours ago. This was something that usually happened in movies, not in life.

OOC: I think that we will be fading to black here.

Joseph was amazed to see that the woman he had just met tonight was dragging him into a passionate one night stand but he seemed to want her to since he was working on her with equal amounts of passion. They made love late into the night and all went to black in the end......

The other guests seemed to have mixed feelings about the song. While everyone was clapping, booing, making comments or just smiling while drinking their wine, Hortense Quentin walked up to David with a smile on her face. "That is an interesting song, sir. Are you the author of it or did you just happened to hear it sung by someone else?"

"it by a band whos lead singer was a friend who did ask for my help" David said as he put a hand on Alex shoulder as she was red in the face

"don't worry about the dickheads who know jack shit of war and would most likey run off or shit thenmself if face with it" David said in Ixanian to her

OOC: I think that we will be fading to black here.

Joseph was amazed to see that the woman he had just met tonight was dragging him into a passionate one night stand but he seemed to want her to since he was working on her with equal amounts of passion. They made love late into the night and all went to black in the end......

Kaori woke in the embrace of Joseph. What a thing for her to do, but it was almost like the final seal of her husbands death. She sat up and put on a night gown. "Hey, morning. I suppose you'll be wanting to head back now."

Kaori woke in the embrace of Joseph. What a thing for her to do, but it was almost like the final seal of her husbands death. She sat up and put on a night gown. "Hey, morning. I suppose you'll be wanting to head back now."

"We have a great night, Kaori, but I must get back now. Perhaps we will meet or talk in the future." Joseph said as he got dressed.

"We have a great night, Kaori, but I must get back now. Perhaps we will meet or talk in the future." Joseph said as he got dressed.

"I'd like that. Here, this is my private line. " She handed him a paper with her digits on it.

"it by a band whos lead singer was a friend who did ask for my help" David said as he put a hand on Alex shoulder as she was red in the face

"Ask for your help? Could you tell me about it if you do not mind?"

"I'd like that. Here, this is my private line. " She handed him a paper with her digits on it.

"Merci. Perhaps we can meet again one day." Joseph said before giving Kaori her phone number as he walked out the door. "See you later, Mademoiselle Kaori."

"Merci. Perhaps we can meet again one day." Joseph said before giving Kaori her phone number as he walked out the door. "See you later, Mademoiselle Kaori."

"Wait." She ran to him. "One last goodbye kiss." She kissed him once more.

"Ask for your help? Could you tell me about it if you do not mind?"

'oh got stuck on wording of parts of it, the song about us soldiers bring there for our nation" David said this as Alex puts her hand into his as she whispers to Tasha and Cindy as Carlos and Sabre rejoin them an place their arms around their girls

((OOC: Sorry, for not posting the last days, but I did not have access to any computer over the weekend.))

"To each his own, Grand Duke. It was wise indeed of my father to modernize the railway network with such ruthless determination. Yes, many other nations have sent guests to revel in the splendour of the Empire. We are not just France anymore, dear friend, we are one people united under a French speaking dynasty. Thanks to Napoleon Bonaparte, this continent has had peace for two whole centuries and hopefully will continue to bask in the gentle aura of peace for many more years to come."

Indeed. You and your ancestors have blessed Europe, Cousin.

Marie smiled. "Tis be a pleasure to see you still well also, Engelbert. Indeed, Paris is the bastion of noble power and splendour in this Empire of ours and I just love living here although I do have a fondness for Russia as the Russian winter always seems to charm me. I am planning on visiting Russia, actually, sometime in the next couple of months or whenever I have the chance."

Unfortunately I was not in Russia since I was 13 years old. After this my education did not give me the time to do so.
I further heard that we from Clèves-Berg are less than well-liked in some regions of the empire. Some even call us collaborators due to our unwavering alliance to the first Napoleon during the European Unification Wars.

"I don't believe that monarchy is the problem; it is the monarch who would be the problem." Charles-Napoleon said calmly. "Any government works as long as good people are behind it."

I do hope, sir, that that is not suggesting that I am not a good person. The Chancellor chose me personally and my appointment was ratified by Congress - I am as good a person as any. I simply think that it is not right that Llywelyn gan Aberffraw should sit on a throne with untold wealth and splendour simply because he is part of a particular family. It is not in the spirit of democracy. It may be that he has no political power, but I still do not think that one person should be so privileged. His approval rating with the people remains steady at 95%, but I still do not see why we should keep the monarchy. The death of his predecessor seemed to me like the perfect opportunity to get rid of them, completely and forever. But clearly nobody listened to me.

"I don't really have power in the Empire but I really don't care since, between you and me, I really don't care about politics."

"Then we're almost the same; I don't have power either. I'm just a high priestess of a deity people only pay their respects to when someone dies, and I don't care about politics either."

So far, Vice President Cruz had been looking about the room, watching to see who was talking and/or more with whom; and it was proving educational. Maybe he would start to talk with others, when one or another conversation had finished. So far though, he was more content to act like the invisible fly on the wall.

He caught the attention of one of the waiters, and managed to get a fine Chardonnay. At least now he would have something to drink as he continued his lonely watch. Cruz did note with amusement what was going on between the Imperials and some of the women from BE.

For all his blending into the crowd, Cruz would welcome a conversation if one presented itself.

"You must be one of the guests. Tell me, where do you come from? What is your name?"

Sakura smiled sweetly and said "My name is Sakura Yamamoto and I'm from the Neo Kirisuban Space Federation" in slightly accented English although she was understanding the French round her.

The dance unfolded as the band played and she was swept up into throng of dancers. All the beautiful people were in this spot and it was certainly a change from the all female atmosphere on her ship and the little fleet docked in 'Starbase Earth' as it was more commonly known.

To be truthful she liked the attention she was getting as well from this handsome young man.

((OOC: Sorry, for not posting the last days, but I did not have access to any computer over the weekend.))



Indeed. You and your ancestors have blessed Europe, Cousin.



Unfortunately I was not in Russia since I was 13 years old. After this my education did not give me the time to do so.
I further heard that we from Clèves-Berg are less than well-liked in some regions of the empire. Some even call us collaborators due to our unwavering alliance to the first Napoleon during the European Unification Wars.

OOC: No problem.

Napoleon VII smiled. "Indeed my ancestors have blessed Europe. Hopefully those after me shall bless it as well."

Marie nodded her head. "If you'd like, you could come to Russia with me. I am sure we could find some suitable hospitality in the land. As for the comments about your nation, I would understand why they would not like your nation....but don't let them get to you."

For all his blending into the crowd, Cruz would welcome a conversation if one presented itself.

The Foreign Minister happened to notice Cruz and with a smile welcomed him to the gala before introducing himself. "I'm Jacques Vallon, the Empire's Foreign Minister. You must be Mr. Cruz. I would have spoken to you much sooner but my wife wanted to go dancing and....you can't refuse a woman now can you?"

Jacques smiled. "Shall we talk, Mr. Cruz?"

"Then we're almost the same; I don't have power either. I'm just a high priestess of a deity people only pay their respects to when someone dies, and I don't care about politics either."

Elizabeth smiled. She had something in common with the Puritanian Empress and was intrigued by her career as a high priestess. "Which diety do you serve? I'm intrigued and would like to hear more. Personally, I really can't stand the boring life of politics. I let my husband do all the work when it comes to that."

Elizabeth took a glass of wine from a nearby table; speaking in between sips. "I'm mostly inclined towards music and art; the finer things of life. I think that it would be nice to learn more about the world; you never know when such knowledge would be handy for one to have."

ooc: Btw, Julius is available for conversation.

I do hope, sir, that that is not suggesting that I am not a good person. The Chancellor chose me personally and my appointment was ratified by Congress - I am as good a person as any. I simply think that it is not right that Llywelyn gan Aberffraw should sit on a throne with untold wealth and splendour simply because he is part of a particular family. It is not in the spirit of democracy. It may be that he has no political power, but I still do not think that one person should be so privileged. His approval rating with the people remains steady at 95%, but I still do not see why we should keep the monarchy. The death of his predecessor seemed to me like the perfect opportunity to get rid of them, completely and forever. But clearly nobody listened to me.

"I don't think you are a bad person; I know of plenty of people in the Empire with similar views like yours and even some who have been fired from their jobs for it albeit only to be given their jobs back due to Imperial laws and, at one instance, to the Emperor of Europe's personal intercession. Napoleon VII Bonaparte surely is a privileged man but he is quite down to earth; a good family man with high levels of approval. I do understand your arguments, Mademoiselle Howard, but I must think that there are instances in which non-monarchies are so privileged. Even democracies, for all that they are worth, can be distorted and perverted. To me, the only good government is one by a good leader."

Charles-Napoleon smiled. "I live in splendour myself but it does not mean that I hold myself to be superior to anyone else merely because Fortune smiled upon me. Most nobles are quite nice people. I am sure, Mademoiselle Howard, that you would think that not all privileged people are evil. All people have a heart. Mind you, to think all privileged people are evil is as absurd as assuming religion is evil; all because a few people seem to show views that make them seem evil and sickening in our eyes. Tell me, what kind of government would you want Wales to have? What would you do with the Imperial Family?"

ooc: Btw, Julius is available for conversation.

OOC: Excellent.

Hortense Quentin looked like a commoner dressed in the attire of aristocratic women who seemed to pilfer the manors of the realm. She had noticed the Puritanian Emperor and with a smile she decided to introduce herself to the man. "Greetings, sir. Are you having a good time here in Paris?" Hortense said in a refined tone of voice which was quite odd for a woman whose colleagues were never really too refined. "My name is Hortense. What is yours, sir? Aren't you one of the foreign guests?"

Hortense smiled as she adjusted one of her gloves. "I must say that the gala is quite exciting with so many people having fun. The Emperor, Napoleon VII, is an excellent host."

"Wait." She ran to him. "One last goodbye kiss." She kissed him once more.

"Good bye, Kaori." Joseph said with a smile before walking out the door with nothing but Kaori and the events of last night on his mind.

Sakura smiled sweetly and said "My name is Sakura Yamamoto and I'm from the Neo Kirisuban Space Federation" in slightly accented English although she was understanding the French round her.

To be truthful she liked the attention she was getting as well from this handsome young man.

"A Space Federation? You really come from space? Interesting, Miss Yamamoto. I assumed you were from Japan or something but it does not matter to me where a beautiful lady comes from." The man said with a smile.

"My name is Louis Carré. I'm one of the aristocrats of the Empire; one of many aristocrats but I work and live as a businessman for the company I helped to create. I must say that I never expected dancing with a woman from space but life often does present us with surprises."

"Tell me, what kind of government would you want Wales to have? What would you do with the Imperial Family?"

I want them gone. Get rid of them completely. Put an elected President in its place. The whole system is outdated and unfair. As for the Imperial Family, first turf them out of the Palace, seize all their assets that technically belong to the state and then either let them live as normal citizens, or if they cannot, ship them off somewhere they can't damage the new democracy.

I want them gone. Get rid of them completely. Put an elected President in its place. The whole system is outdated and unfair. As for the Imperial Family, first turf them out of the Palace, seize all their assets that technically belong to the state and then either let them live as normal citizens, or if they cannot, ship them off somewhere they can't damage the new democracy.

Charles-Napoleon smiled. "Would you, perhaps, support a move to execute them? Would you want them to be like Louis the Sixteenth and Marie Antoinette?"

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Napoleon took Aerona's hand and walked her back into the palace with a smile; he was so happy to have gained the lady of his dreams and now, he thought, they'd dance together. "I am sure you are a good dancer, Aerona. You must have been given lessons."

Napoleon took Aerona onto the dance floor and with a smile began to dance with her to the music of the orchestra. "Aerona....I think we need to find someway to keep in touch. Eventually you'll be going back to Wales and all...."

OOC: I think that we should have Napoleon and Aerona get engaged possibly after the gala or whenever it is suitable to you.

"A Space Federation? You really come from space? Interesting, Miss Yamamoto. I assumed you were from Japan or something but it does not matter to me where a beautiful lady comes from." The man said with a smile.

"My name is Louis Carré. I'm one of the aristocrats of the Empire; one of many aristocrats but I work and live as a businessman for the company I helped to create. I must say that I never expected dancing with a woman from space but life often does present us with surprises."

"Life can be full of surprises but some are better than others" Sakura replied smiling as they continued to dance.

"So what line of business are you in Monsieur Carre?" she curiously asked.

OOC: I am closing this thread because of my apparent lack of interest in it. It seems that my original hype over the idea has gone down into the abyss. Wales in the Marsh, I sent you a telegram. I apologize for this. Yes, this is Ixania. I just seem to have lost interest in the idea and thus I'm abandoning it. However, I would hope that I can do future RPs with you all since it has been fun RPing with you (it's always fun to RP on NS in general).