NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc: this is very strict MT, no future or supernatural stuff

Crown Prince Nathan Gervais sped up as he zoomed through the air in his fighter jet, doing periodic loops. he zoomed over small (from the air) manors, and one very imposing palace. Swiftly he cleared the island and headed over the ocean water, grinning as he turned complex patterns in the air.

After an hour or a minute, he couldn't say which, he headed back to land and touched down on the landing strip. As he clambered out, he caught a pretty, middle-aged woman looking at him.

"Your father wants to talk to you," Queen Annabelle Gervais called out. "he says it's urgent, and frankly, I agree with him."

Nathan shrugged and went into the palace, gradually weaving around until he came to his parents' combined bedroom and living room. King Nathan Gervais, from whom his son had received the name, motioned for him to sit down.

"Nathan," he began at once, "you're 27. I'm 57, not getting any younger, and recovering from lung cancer thanks to some bad health decisions I made while younger. Your mother is 55 and starting to slow down a bit, and your sister is only 15. You know that the family name and honor are coming under your jurisdiction very soon. Even more importantly-" his voice grew stronger- "the Tanuri monarchy will pass into your hands sooner than you think."

Nathan the younger nodded. This was a lot of responsibility, and he should pay more attention to it. he was one life away from inheriting the throne, and were something to happen to him... Well, his mom and sister were both very kind, caring, intelligent, people, but he didn't know if either of them could safeguard the Crown. Which meant that he had to start a family, for his own sake as well as for the kingdom's.
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To all the nations of the world:

Crown Prince Nathan Gervais, son of the father of the same name, is seeking a bride to continue the Gervais name and the Tanuri monarchy. All interested women are requested to send a letter to the Palace of Virnoa on the Island of Montenista, and if their application is accepted they will be given a visa to Montenista.

All applicants are requested to give the following information:

Name:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Hair color:
Eye color:
Job (if any):
Title of nobility or monarchy (not required, but preferred):
Short bio:
picture (optional):

Check your telegrams.

A young girl sat at her day job in a small cubical in a tall office building in Port Durant. She noticed the ad on a small section of the Capital Times. She smiled as she sighed. "Like I'll make the cut." She blushed a bit, then proceded to fill out the form.

Name: Marzipan Cougar
Age: 25
Height: Five feet, 6 inches
Weight: 120 pounds
Hair color: Blond, goes to half back
Eye color: blue
Job: Member of the Miroxian Council

Short bio
Marzipan Cougar was born to a middle class family in Kelmont Creek in middle Miroxia. Her parents both worked, so she was usually alone most of her life. After getting outstanding grades at school, and being class President since the 5th grade, she earned a scholarship at University of Drance Town. There, she was the class president, and she was 5/1000 in her class. She graduated after 7 years with a PHD degree, being a doctor in economics. She then joined Miroxia's Democratic Party. After having a short attempt to run for Prime Minister, beat by current Prime Minister, Hartfod Benson, she was elected to the Miroxian Coucnil. She now plans to again run for Prime Minister when the time comes around next year.

ooc: no supernatural stuff but I'll add the announcement to the radio program "into the unknown" which has some paranormal new stories :) Which will give you some extra eyes on the announcement.

Name: Medea Maecenas (http://www.gracemcphillips.com/images/pic1.jpg)
Age: 26
Height: 5'9
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair color: Auburn
Eye color: Light Blue
Job: Theatre Actress (OOC Note: Medea performs for youth and children at local theatres all over Aresium as part of a troupe; her namesake is actually a character from a play by Euripides)
Title of Nobility: None (Medea's note: but I hope that wouldn't make me ineliglble!)
Short Bio: Born into a modest and well-to-do family of common stock, Medea Maecenas is a passionate actress who performs for a local troupe and who has been in the news numerous times for her work. She has worked, as well, as a teacher at drama camps for children and has been well known for her variety of roles ranging from old women to frilly schoolgirls. Medea is a modest girl who has a deep love for anything theatre-related. Other hobbies include music and art.

A young girl sat at her day job in a small cubical in a tall office building in Port Durant. She noticed the ad on a small section of the Capital Times. She smiled as she sighed. "Like I'll make the cut." She blushed a bit, then proceded to fill out the form.

Name: Marzipan Cougar
Age: 25
Height: Five feet, 6 inches
Weight: 120 pounds
Hair color: Blond, goes to half back
Eye color: blue
Job: Member of the Miroxian Council

Short bio
Marzipan Cougar was born to a middle class family in Kelmont Creek in middle Miroxia. Her parents both worked, so she was usually alone most of her life. After getting outstanding grades at school, and being class President since the 5th grade, she earned a scholarship at University of Drance Town. There, she was the class president, and she was 5/1000 in her class. She graduated after 7 years with a PHD degree, being a doctor in economics. She then joined Miroxia's Democratic Party. After having a short attempt to run for Prime Minister, beat by current Prime Minister, Hartfod Benson, she was elected to the Miroxian Coucnil. She now plans to again run for Prime Minister when the time comes around next year.

ooc: could you maybe include a picture? I forgot to ask.

same for aresium.

ooc: could you maybe include a picture? I forgot to ask.

same for aresium.

OOC: Profile edited; there's a picture now.

Here's a picture of Marzipan Cougar (http://www.herbusinessdirectory.com/images/women.jpg)

ooc: well it's NEWS (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14086300&postcount=70) now

Bumped.

To Ms. Marzipan Cougar/To Ms. Medea Maecenas:

Your applications have been accepted. your visas to Montenista have been approved, and you are requested to come as soon as possible.

ooc: apps still being accepted

To Ms. Marzipan Cougar/To Ms. Medea Maecenas:

Your applications have been accepted. your visas to Montenista have been approved, and you are requested to come as soon as possible.

OOC: I assume that we'll do all the RPing here on this thread.

Medea Maecenas had taken a break from the world of children's theatre after she had recieved the letter from the Tanurians who requested her presence in Montenista which made her quite ecstatic. She only packed up things she felt would be needed such as her journal, some feminine materials, and a standard first aid kit in case she had any medical problems during her visit. She didn't know if anyone else had applied to court the Crown Prince of Tanuri and she prayed she'd be the one chosen although, truth be told, she'd fully understand if she wasn't chosen. She got a first class ticket on an Aresian jet which flew swiftly to Montenista and, as she sat in her seat, she thought about what the Crown Prince was like. She hoped he was a good man and that she would have a good chance at becoming his wife. She also made the mental note of inquiring into whether or not becoming Queen would mean she would have to retire from her career as an actress. She wondered if was possible to be a royal actress and she wouldn't have minded performing in Tanuri for audiences of all ages although, in recent times, she specialized in children's theatre. Once the plane had landed after she fell asleep for the remainder of the previous night, Medea awoke from her quiet slumber with a smile upon her face. She hastily freshened herself up before leaving the plane to look for the welcoming party she expected to see. "....I hope this goes well." She uttered softly whilst looking around.

Although the island of montenista was small compared to the mainland and the other islands, it still succeeded in creating an impression of being a vast, sprawling place.

as Medea exited the place, she was seen and approached by two men in dark suits. they walked up to her and casually held out some ID cards, marking them as Palace Secret Service.

"You're Miss Maecenas, right?" one said. The other one stood with his hand casually in his jacket. he was placing his hand on a cart holding her luggage.

Although the island of montenista was small compared to the mainland and the other islands, it still succeeded in creating an impression of being a vast, sprawling place.

as Medea exited the place, she was seen and approached by two men in dark suits. they walked up to her and casually held out some ID cards, marking them as Palace Secret Service.

"You're Miss Maecenas, right?" one said. The other one stood with his hand casually in his jacket. he was placing his hand on a cart holding her luggage.

Medea studied the two men in dark suits who were approaching her and didn't seem to be concerned about them as she immediately assumed they were representatives of the palace. "....I'm Miss Maecenas and I'm very glad to finally be here in your honorable nation."

Medea's tone of voice was ecstatic and refined. ".....I'm pretty sure I should follow you two to a limosuine or some vehicle to take me to the palace. I'm very anxious to meet the Crown Prince and I hope that everything goes well. Please tell me if there are any customs, etc I should know about!"

"not much," the older one replied. "Just don't... well, that's all common sense. Follow us."

They headed over to a limousine. If Medea had looked closely, she may have noticed that it had bulletproof safety glass windows. Medea was seated in the front passenger seat. The older man took the wheel, and the younger man sat in the back.

"Do you have any questions?" he asked. "It's currently 5 o'clock, by the way, in the late afternoon."

"not much," the older one replied. "Just don't... well, that's all common sense. Follow us."

They headed over to a limousine. If Medea had looked closely, she may have noticed that it had bulletproof safety glass windows. Medea was seated in the front passenger seat. The older man took the wheel, and the younger man sat in the back.

"Do you have any questions?" he asked. "It's currently 5 o'clock, by the way, in the late afternoon."

".....I'll try not to offend anyone here. I wouldn't want to make myself look like an intolerant woman who cares little for the traditions of a proud people I may reign over one day if Fortune is kind enough. However, I do wish the best for the Crown Prince regardless of who he chooses to be his wife. As for questions, I'd like to know about what I should expect to do and see should I be chosen by the Crown Prince, what customs I should honor, what is the religion of Tanuri and so forth. Basically, if you can tell me the basics, at least, about Tanuri then I will be happy. If I am chosen, do I have to convert to the national religion?"

Medea smiled. "......I assume that the capital is on this island or, rather, that the Royal Family just enjoys living here more so than the mainland?"

Name: Sarah Adams.
Age: 26.
Height: 60
Weight: 100 lbs.
Hair color: Dark Brown.
Eye color: Green.
Job (if any): Diplomat.
Title of nobility or monarchy (not required, but preferred): None.
Short bio: Born into a first class, honest family, she was discovered to be extremely intelligent at an earlier age. Her parents, both rich through their book publishing company Adams Books, had her educated at Browne Junior school, Browne Grammer and Browne University, in which she recieved excellent grades and won The Herasian Politics Prize at 10, beating people twice her age. She entered the world of politics at 22, and quickly became an established diplomat. She has a intelligent, relaxed and confident personality.
picture (optional): http://www.painetworks.com/photos/08/080711.JPG

ooc: This is 60 inches, right?

To Ms. Sarah Adams:

Your application have been accepted. your visas to Montenista have been approved, and you are requested to come as soon as possible.
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The driver kept quiet and his face neutral, but the younger man flinched for a second.

"Well..." he said, looking for words. "let's just say that President Felipe Alzone would be very resistant to the idea of their moving to the mainland." he shrugged. "Tanuri government is complicated, let's just say that. You can heckle the prince for information later.

"As for your other questions- well, there's no national religion now, though there's been talks... the nation is generally on a form of Catholic doctrine without any attachment to Rome. There's not too many customs... aside from treading carefully around nobles. As for making it, let's just say that you have to prove intelligent, full of character, and respectful... and if you don't want any kids int he future, go home now."

To Ms. Marzipan Cougar/To Ms. Medea Maecenas:

Your applications have been accepted. your visas to Montenista have been approved, and you are requested to come as soon as possible.

ooc- i'll assume i come on a different day than aresium, so i'll post this.

IC:

Marzipan was checking her mail as she sat at her small apartment breakfast table. "Bill, bill, bill, bill, bill, b-HEY! What's this?" she said. It was a fancy gold-plated envelope, with the words: From Prince Nathan printed on it in fancy, monarch font. She quickly opened the letter, but did it carefully, as not to damage the beautiful envelope. It read:

Dear Marzipan,
I have approved your visa to Montenista has been accepted. Please come ASAP. I look foward to seeig you!

-Prince Nathan Gervais II

She blushed then nearly fainted onto her scrambled eggs. She then changed out of her pink bath robe and got dressed up, but not in a suit-and-tie manor, no, but in a beautiful cocktail dress she reserved for councilman's parties. She then fixed her hair and put on a bit, but not too much, makeup. She then packed a bit as she left her apartment.

She caught a bus and rode it down to the airport. After she got to the airport, she purchased tickets to the next flight to Montenista, then waited awhile. At 12:30 pm, she boarded the flight. After a couple hours on the plane, it landed. As she got off the plane with a single bag, she awaited the prince to come and meet her there...

ooc: well, you've changed the text a bit. ;) and you can arrive a half-hour after Medea, actually. Nathan would like to compare the women, which is best done by having them around at the same time.

A two-agent team, similar to the one that had picked up Medea, approached marzipan while holding out their badges.

"Miss Marzipan Cougar?" the younger one asked. The older one was more open than his counterpart on the other team- he held a Tazer loosely at his side.

ooc: Does she have any luggage?

The driver kept quiet and his face neutral, but the younger man flinched for a second.

"Well..." he said, looking for words. "let's just say that President Felipe Alzone would be very resistant to the idea of their moving to the mainland." he shrugged. "Tanuri government is complicated, let's just say that. You can heckle the prince for information later.

Medea smiled. "......I would not want to heckle him, sir, but I only wish to make sure that I know what I need to know so that I don't do anything wrong during my visit. However, I am very confident that I won't have any problems. I do think that I'd like to explore Tanuri whenever I had the chance."

"As for your other questions- well, there's no national religion now, though there's been talks... the nation is generally on a form of Catholic doctrine without any attachment to Rome. There's not too many customs... aside from treading carefully around nobles. As for making it, let's just say that you have to prove intelligent, full of character, and respectful... and if you don't want any kids int he future, go home now."

"....I will make sure that I am careful around the nobles and I would definately want to learn more about Tanurian culture. I am quite smart, as people have said, and I'm very respectful. People have often said I am a good person and I don't mind having children in the future but I don't know if I am barren and, plus, I don't know if I'll find the right man to have kids with. A child needs proper parents, after all, parents who love and care for one another so that the child can group up well."

ooc- yes she has luggage, and i changed the text to make it interesting :)

"Yes. I am she. Are you Nathan?" she asked, confused. She had a feeling it wasn't, but wanted to be sure.

"yes, well, you can prove all this to him later on,' said the younger man to Medea. The older one was still quietly driving. "And don't worry, the prince is honest enough... I'm sure whoever he chooses will end up hearing a lot about Tanuri politics beforehand, it's very important."

They missed the exit on the highway and lost time heading to the palace.
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"hardly," the older agent said to marzipan. "We're simply here to bring you, and your luggage, to the palace, and to answer any questions you might have." They led he to an identical car to the first one, and egaged in the same seating arrangement.

"Now, do you have any questions?" the younger man asked pleasantly.

"
"hardly," the older agent said to marzipan. "We're simply here to bring you, and your luggage, to the palace, and to answer any questions you might have." They led he to an identical car to the first one, and egaged in the same seating arrangement.

"Now, do you have any questions?" the younger man asked pleasantly.

"Well," she said, "I can you tell me the history of Montenista, along with some of Nathan's histroy?"

"Well," she said, "I can you tell me the history of Montenista, along with some of Nathan's histroy?"

"Well," said the younger man, "that's very long. Suffice it to say that the nation is currently controlled by 2 very different governments. Montenista belongs almost entirely to the monarchy. the rest is a democracy. A word to the wise," he said seriously, 'although the two are officially at peace, there is always fiction." his voice grew lighter. 'And ask Nathan for information yourself. he should be willing to tell you."

[QUOTE=Tanuri;14087911]"yes, well, you can prove all this to him later on,' said the younger man to Medea. The older one was still quietly driving. "And don't worry, the prince is honest enough... I'm sure whoever he chooses will end up hearing a lot about Tanuri politics beforehand, it's very important."

They missed the exit on the highway and lost time heading to the palace.

"...I am very hopeful that I may prove to His Highness to be of good character and of overall desirability as a wife for him to cherish and to love and I am very hopeful to learn all I can about Tanuri politics and culture. In return, I will tell him anything he wants to know about myself and Aresium. How long will it take to arrive at the palace? I'm quite eager to meet him."

"maybe 15 minutes,' said the driver.

at the same time, the other car's driver gave the same estimate. the women were due to arrive at the same time.

"Well," said the younger man, "that's very long. Suffice it to say that the nation is currently controlled by 2 very different governments. Montenista belongs almost entirely to the monarchy. the rest is a democracy. A word to the wise," he said seriously, 'although the two are officially at peace, there is always fiction." his voice grew lighter. 'And ask Nathan for information yourself. he should be willing to tell you."

She pondered that for a second. "So one nation, controled by two governemnts? Like, the island belongs to the monarchs, and the mainland is with the democracy. So, considering the seperation, they rule the same area, just seperately, right? Also, what is the king's religion?"

"maybe 15 minutes,' said the driver.

at the same time, the other car's driver gave the same estimate. the women were due to arrive at the same time.

"....I can wait that long; I would also like to know if I may pursue my acting career if I become Queen of Tanuri, that is, depending on what the Crown Prince decides to do with me. In Aresium, I work as an theatre actress with a local troupe."

Sarah Adams turned on the TV in her apartment. It was Herasian News Network, or HNN, reporting on the latest educational bill. She walked into her kitchen, and grabbed some Wheat 'N Oats cereal. She looked at the twenty letters, passed through her door. She decided to ignore them for now, and crept back into the living room, and started watching HNN's World Today section. Her white Persian Cat, Artemis, crept into the room, jumping onto the sofa and resting his head on her lap. She stroked him as he enjoyed being lazy.

After eating her Wheat 'N Oats, she started looking at the letters. The first ten were from varius world leaders, one interesing her particulary. From President Johnathen Clarke, of the Bury Islands. After sorting through them, she spotted the letter from the Crown Prince of Tanuri. She opened it and read;

To Ms. Sarah Adams:

Your application have been accepted. your visas to Montenista have been approved, and you are requested to come as soon as possible.

"Cool." she smiled humbly.

She was a humble person and liked to impress people more with mind than body. Of course, she was blessed with natural beauty, which helped. She put on a long sleeved, white shirt, dark jeans and white trianers. She, of course, wouyld change into something grander of time required, but she preffered making a 'hey, what's up?' impression on men. Which explains why, in her teenagehood, she was always being chased by boys.

Artemis, as usaul, followed his owner as she walked out and started driving. She loved that cat.

"well, that's basically right," the younger man said to Marzipan. "They cooperate- but not very nicely." The driver made an irritated noise.

"Oh, shut up," he shot back. "She'd find out anyway." turning back to Marzipan, he said, "Well, pretty much everyone here is a sort of decentralized and rather more lax Catholic."
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"Well, Ms. Maecenas," he said, "if you marry Prince Nathan you'll certainly have to cut back a bit to deal with other responsibilities. And if the king ever died and you and your husband were to ascend to the throne... then your professional career would have to go because of your other responsibilities."
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ooc: Tanuri is a Greenland-esque island way out to sea, and relatively isolated. Don't actually drive to the border- unless her car can go underwater.

"Well, Ms. Maecenas," he said, "if you marry Prince Nathan you'll certainly have to cut back a bit to deal with other responsibilities. And if the king ever died and you and your husband were to ascend to the throne... then your professional career would have to go because of your other responsibilities."

Medea smiled. ".....I would not mind forsaking my life as a theatre actress for the sake of a marriage to His Highness, the Crown Prince of Tanuri, and I would, indeed, do anything I can to be a supportive wife even if it means leaving my professional career behind me. It wouldn't be a problem for me. I can, as they say, adapt to new things."

"That's good," said the agent appreciatively. "In politics, if you're not flexible, you're dead."

at that point, they turned to a heavily guarded gate. the agents showed their IDs and some papers and were let through. On the other side a beautiful palace came into view. It gave the impression of a large chateau more than a castle, but it was hardly flimsy. the grounds were wide and well kept.

As she sipped on her coffee at the local Viva Coffee, Artemis was curled up on the floor. She was secretaly in shock that she had been accepted, but she needed coffee today. As she took her last gulp, she called for a cab and was prepared to ber transported to Herasia City Int'l Airport, in which the Secret Service would transport her to Tanuri, along with Artemis.

Name: Anahilde von Spielsbach
Age: 25
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Green
Job (if any): Has had some military training, but otherwise, no job
Title of nobility or monarchy (not required, but preferred): Member of the Noble Spielsbach Family
Short bio: Anahilde was given first-class education at the Geoghegan Boarding School for Young Women until the age of 18. At 18 she was enrolled into Brea University. At the university, she excelled in singing, European literature, and fencing. After graduating Magna Cum Laude, she trained in the National Guard of Mass Prediction as a medic and achieved the rank of Junior Officer. She has a fun-loving, artistic, somewhat shy personality.
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To Ms. Anahilde von Spielsbach:

Your application has been accepted. your visas to Montenista have been approved, and you are requested to come as soon as possible.

"That's good," said the agent appreciatively. "In politics, if you're not flexible, you're dead."

at that point, they turned to a heavily guarded gate. the agents showed their IDs and some papers and were let through. On the other side a beautiful palace came into view. It gave the impression of a large chateau more than a castle, but it was hardly flimsy. the grounds were wide and well kept.

"....That looks like a lovely palace but I would expect that the homes of royalty are always well kept and luxurious and, perhaps, I'll be able to live in one. I do have a good house back in Aresium but it is nothing compared to the palace of the Crown Prince...."

Medea got out of the limosuine and breathed in the cool Tanurian air with a smile. ".....Thank you, gentlemen, for the information you have provided me. I assume you'll lead me to where the Crown Prince is. I'm sure he's awaiting me and any other women who have caught his attention."

Artemis was asleep soundly on the VIP plane, on the seat beside Sarah, as she read The Eagle Swift, her current book about a group of communist terrorists launching a civil war.

"We are two hours from Tanuri." spoke the Airforce pilot through the intercom.

She was, as usaul, relaxed and feeling confident as she prepared to meet The Crown Prince of Tanuri.

[OOC: Would I be able to meet the Prince now, may I ask?]

Anahilde is prodded out of her peaceful sleep as her plane hits the ground at Montenista's Capital's airport.

"Here already?" Anahilde says through a yawn.
"Indeed, Ms. Spielsbach." Says her assistant, Geoffrey, "I'll take that for you." Geoffrey says as he sees Anahilde reaching for her bag.

Anahilde then steps out of the plane to view the landscape. Wasn't I just in Cairn? She thought. She loved how planes did that, it was almost like a time machine.

OOC: I hope you don't mind, but Ms. von Spielsbach isn't from Mass Prediction, but rather from my friend's country, Korbann.

The plane docked at the airport. As Sarah got up, Artemis instantly followed her, and going down the steps required him being picked up. It was legal for animals like cats to be on Herasian planes.
She looked around at the landscape as she walked down. Almost instantly, or so she felt, she was walking to the front entrance of the airport.

ooc (to MP): that's fine

The agents were far short of thrilled when they realized that two women had arrived and only one car and agents team was available. The two of them decided to take in the two women on their own. They walked forward.

"Who's Sarah Adams, and who's Ms. von Spielsbach?" asked the elder one in a businesslike ton. "We have orders to take you both to the palace."
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"Well," said the more talkative agent to Medea, "you can really stop calling him the 'Crown prince', for one. around here, everyone just calls him 'Prince Nathan.' And he's away tonight on business, but he'll be back tomorrow morning. You can settle yourself in tonight.

"And so far, including you, a total of four women have landed in Montenista."

"Okay," she said, peering out the window, getting a glimpse of ther landscape. "So when should we be arriving?"

"I'm Sarah Adams," confirmed Sarah, "Diplomat, Herasia."

"about 5 minutes," responded the driver.
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"Of course," replied the younger man. "And you're Ms. von Spielsbach?"

"Yes," Anahilde responded, smiling, "How far away is the palace?"

"About 20 minutes," said the older man. "Both of you, hop into the car. In the back."

OOC: I'll just assume that I don't have to say that Anahilde gets into the car.

ooc: You don't, we'll assume they all did.

The older agent was driving. The younger one sat in the back.

"Do either of you two have any questions?" he asked.

"Well," said the more talkative agent to Medea, "you can really stop calling him the 'Crown prince', for one. around here, everyone just calls him 'Prince Nathan.' And he's away tonight on business, but he'll be back tomorrow morning. You can settle yourself in tonight.

"And so far, including you, a total of four women have landed in Montenista."

"......I do not mind waiting for the return of Prince Nathan; I do hope I can explore Montenista tonight whilst I wait for Nathan to return. As for those four women, I hope I can get along with them. We shouldn't let this competition for the Prince's heart prevent us from being good friends."

Medea smiled. "....By the way, sir, will I be staying at the palace or a hotel? I just want to make sure."

"3 women, by the way. you're the fourth. And you'll be staying at the palace."

They started to pull up.

"3 women, by the way. you're the fourth. And you'll be staying at the palace."

They started to pull up.

"....I never would have thought I'd be staying in a palace long before I heard about Prince Nathan."

Medea smiled. "....Thank you for the information you've provided. I hope that I'm able to be well liked by Nathan though I'd hope he has a good life with whoever he decides to marry and spend his life with."

"About 5 minutes..."

"Okay," she said, peering out the window. It was a quick five minutes, for they arrived very quickly.

The two cars containing Marzipan and Medea pulled up at the same time. Everyone exited and marched over to the imposing (wooden?) door, where 4 of the more obvious guards were waiting. Papers were shown, and both women were handed their luggage and left inside in a wide reception hall were all sorts of people were buzzing around.

"Wait here," said one agent. "You'll be seen to shortly."

"Okay," marzipan said.

bump

As Marzipan waited, she looked over at the other woman, then turned away, for she heard footsteps approaching the door.

A harried-looking noble/administrator rushed in.

"Goddammit, the prince is back early!" he said, rushing with a half-finished report in his hands.

A secretary shook her head.

"That's what procrastination gets you."

ooc- uh...

A tall, lean man walked in. his dark hair glinted in the light provided by the stained glass. His clothes had 'important' written all over them.

"Do you have the report?' he asked the man immediately. Then he suddenly realized who was at the door.

He walked over immediately.

"Hey," he said, extending his hand to each woman in turn. "You must be marzipan, and you Medea."

"Yes," she said, quietly, "I am Marzipan Cougar, current Miroxian Council member." She smiled towards the handsome prince.

ooc; did you read my last two posts

ooc- yeah, i don't get them?

"I'm pleased to meet you," he said, and then turned to Medea. Behind him, a very bureaucratic-looking man stood close and looked cross. He watch had 'Democratic Tanuri' carved into it.

Marzipan heard the footstep from behind and turned around. She saw the enemies of the monarchy, then winced around back at the prince. "Who is that?" she asked, whispering.

"A political associate," he said, grimacing. The Montenistans nearby did the same. "We're having a meeting right now, I have to go soon."

"Charmed," said the Tanur, dryly.

ooc: please don't post until Medea speaks. I'm trying to have Nathan introduce himself, then go off to the meeting until dinner.

At that moment the car carrying Anahilde and Sarah pulled up. They were escorted inside, and Nathan introduced himself to each in turn.

"Hey," he said, extending his hand to each woman in turn. "You must be marzipan, and you Medea."

Medea was ecstatic that she was finally meeting the Crown Prince of Tanuri who was the first royal prince she had ever met in her life. She restrained her emotions, bowed respectfully, and flashed her pearl white teeth at the Prince before speaking refinedly and respectfully to him. "....It is a pleasurable honor to meet you. I am Medea Maecenas and I hope to have a wonderful time here and to learn much about the land."

ooc: You don't, we'll assume they all did.

The older agent was driving. The younger one sat in the back.

"Do either of you two have any questions?" he asked.

"Yes," Anahilde responded, "When do we get to talk to the Crown Prince?"

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"You really don't have to bow," he said to her smiling. The man behind him cleared his throat. "i have to go for a meeting," Nathan continued. "i'll see you soon. A servant will come take you to your rooms and help you get settled in." The pair walked off, the stranger looking amused as he glanced back at them.

A woman turned up. "if you could follow me?"
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"Maybe today," said the younger agent, checking his PeaPod. "he just got back early."

ooc: no offense, but i'd love it if you'd stop describig my architecture for me. you were actually supposed to be on the ground floor.

The woman lead Marzipan and Medea along many winding hallways until they hit an extension with two opposite doors. The woman opened the door on the left, revealing a suite with a bedroom, bathroom, and miniature living room.

"Both suites are essentially the same," she same. "Ms. Cougar, you're on the left, and Ms. Maecenas, you're on the right. If you need any help with anything, don't hesitate to call me. My name is Anne, by the way."

OOC: Where is Anahilde supposed to be right now?

ooc: no offense, but i'd love it if you'd stop describig my architecture for me. you were actually supposed to be on the ground floor.


ooc- take it easy. make your posts longer if you need to, so we don't run into this problem, k?

"Both suites are essentially the same," she same. "Ms. Cougar, you're on the left, and Ms. Maecenas, you're on the right. If you need any help with anything, don't hesitate to call me. My name is Anne, by the way."

Medea smiled as she explored the suite she was given before saying goodbye to Anne so she could proceed with unpacking and relaxing in preparation for the upcoming meetings with Nathan. As she unpacked, she contemplated the possibillity that he would choose her over the others and she smiled. She prayed that Nathan was a good man, though, for she would not marry any man just because of his social status. For now, though, she basked in how wonderful it was to be in a royal palace.

OOC: I'll let Medea wait in her suite until further notice.

"Thank you, Anne," Marzipan replied. She then proceded to unpack her stuff and laid down on her bed. "This is pretty sweet!" she exclaimed.

ooc: you can BS the stuff inside the suites, I don't care about that

The car carrying Anahilde and (if Herasia's still doing this, she han't posted in days) Sarah pulled up. Anne escorted them to their own similar suites in the same extension.

Later that night, Anne knocked on all of the girls' doors to inform them that dinner- with Nathan- was in one hour.

ooc: you can BS the stuff inside the suites, I don't care about that

ooc- chill dude, i'm soory!

Anahilde was never really nervous. But to go through a several course dinner with a man who might be her future husband made her self-conscious. She applied her makeup and went downstairs.

ooc- chill dude, i'm soory!

ooc: sorry, i wasn't cmplainig that time.

The table sat in a medium-sized room near the center of the palace. There were windows to the hallways outside, but they were purely decorative, being made of stained glass. This dining room was for more private meals. The rectangular oak table- heavily decorated- had 7 chairs surrounding it. One chair at the end of the table had the prince's coat in his seat, and the two at the far end of the table were emblazoned with the seals of the monarchs. the other 4 seats were fair game.

Marzipan answered the door as a quiet knock disrupted her near nap upon a royal pillow-top mattress. "Hello," she said, sleepily answering the door. It was Anne.

"Dinner's in an hour," she said quietly.

"Thanks," Marzipan said, Anne walking way as she closed the door. "Now," Marzipan sighed, "what to wear...?" She then looked on the wallpapered-walls and saw a painting of a beautiful young princess. "Perfect," she said smiling.

By the time she was done, her blonde hair was in a pony tail as she wore a beautiful light blue cocktail dress. "Now," she whispered to herself, "dinner's in 5 minutes." She smiled. "Perfect."

occ- is anne going to get us for dinner, or will we have to go by ourselves?

Medea Maecenas decided that she would freshen up and meditate on what she could expect during her meetings with Nathan in the confines of her luxurious room. She had found Nathan to be handsome and charming and, in the confines of her room and mind, she would pray that he would choose her in the end. Her friends and family had all wished her well before she left and she wanted nothing more than to show off her royal husband to them. Therefore, she decided that she would be ruthlessly devoted to the task of making Nathan her man. However, she would show much respect for the other women. Medea took out a lovely evening dress (http://www.germes-online.com/direct/dbimage/50246068/Evening_Dress.jpg) and brushed her hair to make herself more presentable. Once all the freshening up was finished, Medea heard Anne's knocking at her door and, with a smile, she walked outside and sighed. Hopefully, she thought, everything would go well.

OOC: Can I just send Medea to the dining room?

ooc: since MP sent his/her/its person in by themselves, i guess you should too

ooc: since Mp sent his/hers/its person in f thhir own volition, I guess you should too

OOC: It's a he, LOL. It's why I'm not very experienced in RPing a female. :p

Anahilde silently prayed as she went down the stairs, hoping that Nathan wouldn't reject her. Her hair was tied back and she was in a red evening dress. (http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/6625/evaningka0.th.jpg)

"Take a seat," an unobtrusive servant said to her.

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She sat.

ooc: i'm waiting for the other 2 to sit before Nathan comes in.

Medea took her seat and smiled; hoping that Nathan would tell her all there was to know about Tanuri.

As Marzipan set out for the dining room, she smiled as she took a seat.

Prince Nathan walked into the room and sat down.

"So," he asked, "how are we all doing?"

"Well," Marzipan spoke up, proud to be the first one to reply, "I'm doing great. I think your father runs a beautiful island here. I love the fresh air here, so much different from the sea-loving, oil mining, salty-smelling air of my homeland, Miroxia!" She then smiled toward, who she hoped, would be her future husband.

"It's wondrous here." Anahilde said, "Especially to be in the presence of such prestigious royalty."

"....There is nothing more pleasurable to me, right now, then to be in the company of fine friends, of pleasant royal hosts, and to be on an island with such lovely natural beauty!"

OOC: Is this a dead thread?