Chezkau, The Vast Dominion
1100 Hours, November 18th, 20XX.
As the president put on the things that the TSB agents have handed him, the major who had identified himself as Iaakob put his gas mask on his head, so it was resting there. He answered the President's questions in an orderly fashion. "The roof, Mister President. We rappelled in. No, Mister President, I don't know if your agents are still alive. If they are, they are not our prime directive, or any other directive otherwise. In all likelihood, we will be ordered to leave them behind. We will get out..." He took a moment to think.
"We'll descend the staircase, trying not to attract attention. Slowly, one by one, if it takes us all day. Once we get to the ground floor, or the parking garage, we will go out through there. Once there, we will ascend one of the adjacent buildings, one with a flat roof. From there, we will be picked up. One of us shall stay behind to make room for you, Mister President." He nodded hard, so his mask would fall back over his face, and he adjusted it. Turning without another word, he then began to make his way to the stairwell. They climbed level after level, slowly and cautiously, only engaging when absolutely necessary.
They didn't receive much attention until about midway down, when they ran into a fully armed group of the rebels. Both sides were pinned down, the rebels having much larger amounts of firepower, while the TSB agents had training. During this firefight, two Minor TSB agents shrouded the President to ensure his safety.
Anti-Communism Alliance Central Administration Building
Berlin, German Empire
19th November 2013
Adriana was irritated. The thirty nine year old ambassador hadn't slept in two days, she had been running on caffeine, and was now being sent from her comfortable room in the Transoxthraxian embassy in Berlin to a meeting with the ACA members. She hadn't been briefed on the happenings of the past few hours in their fellow ACA member, btu she had gotten the jist of it in the car over to the meeting. She had known most of the story by the time that she had reached the meeting. Looking up, as she got out of the car, she observed the building. It was purely impressive. During her time in the city, she had witnessed things that she would never believe she could after her upbrining and education in rural Transoxthraxia. "Not bad for a girl from rural Transoxthraxia, Adriana..." She muttered to herself as she entered the building with her aides.
Upon reaching the meeting room, she noticed that she was a few minutes late, and quietly slipped into the room as another female, a Nachfolgian, she noted, that was speaking stubbornly and arrogantly. She, as well as one of her aides, entered the room and stood against the wall, listening to the woman speak impatiently about an invasion. While she did so, she opened the dossier that she had been handed in the car over to the meeting place, and reviewed the details. Although she herself didn't condone actual direct military action, she knew that Transoxthraxia, as well as the Iron Ring, would. Going through the thick dossier compiled about the dominion and it's history, the rebellion, possible leaders, key locations, etcetera.
Finishing her parse over the document as the Tyrannian delegate spoke, she closed the dossier, and handed it to her aide. "Gentlemen, I am Adriana af Vreino, representative from the Transoxthraxian embassy here in Berlin. Good to meet you all, but I'm afraid, with the crisis at hand, that formalities will have to wait." She began to walk forwards from the wall, slowly stalking closer to the table. "This crisis that we have on our hands is a serious one. Now, gentlemen, I, for one, do not condone direct military action. However, my opinion in this matter is irrelevant to the situation at hand. My job is to represent Transoxthraxia and the ruling government. Now, I am fully aware of the Iron Ring's Jingoistic tendancies, and I would be lying if I said that direct military intervention by the Transoxthraxian army and navy would be out of the question for the Iron Ring. I will await further communication from my government. Thank you for your time, gentlemen."