The Coronation Ball for Apolitistos (IC Open)

[Apolitistos]

"Do we have to have a ball, Margine?" Damara whined as she was dragged to her chambers by her maidservant, Margine. "Can't we just have a small ceremony with our citizens and let the rest of the world figure out that I'm the queen?" She continued to ask as she was shoved inside and the door slammed behind her.

"No, Damara, we cannot do that. It looks bad on our country and everyone will think we're isolationists. Arms up!" Margine explained, then proceeded to undress the disgruntled Damara.

"Let them think we're isolationists. That's what we are." Damara muttered as the larger, older woman started to put her in the corset. "Ow!" She protested as it got tighter. "Do I really need this thing? Can't I just go without? Surely my bre-" She began.

"Yes, you need it! You need to look presentable! After all, you may find yourself a king here. If not a king, than an alliance. You must look your best, Damara dear." Margine told her, then quickly turned her around. "And that means that no matter how big they already are, they need to be accentuated, along with those hips of yours." She chided, gathering up the mountain of dark blue fabric. The sight of it scared Damara.

"Margine!" Damara groaned, uncomfortable with how Margine spoke of her. As if she was just a pawn to further her country's standing in the world. Surely she was worth more than that for her people? The conversation ended as the contraption was pulled over her head.

Many complaints and arguments later, Damara was all primped and ready to greet her guests. Margine had attempted to put her brown curls up, but Damara was persistent upon them staying down, so of course, they were down and bouncing around her shoulders. She wore no makeup, another battle she had won, and her dress was a deep royal blue with a golden trim and thin golden filigrees in the fabric.

The plan was Damara would greet everyone at the door and guide them to the hall where she would be crowned Queen, then she would disappear and allow them to socialize while she prepared herself to recieve her new title, then the ceremony would begin and her crown would be placed upon her head, and finally, there would be dancing and drinking, the makings of a wonderful night... For everyone except Damara. The young Queen-To-Be sighed quietly, dreading the events to come.

[The Baltic Confederation (Ancient)]

The lagrier of the Baltic Confederation, Briniks, looked out the window of his plane, having tired of Reddit. He, of course, had three body guards with him, being of the mind he shouldn't needlessly incite an assassination. Tensions had been high since 1986, when his predecessor annexed Belarus. The last thing he needed was his nation going to shit, considering it had been a De Facto monarchy since the fifties.

All three of them, as well as the lagrier himself, were armed with small pistols and bullet proof vests. They'd surrender their weapons if needed, although he preferred that it wouldn't be necessary. As for the outside clothing, the body guards had jackets, a visible vest, and jeans. Brinicks had a formal suit and tie over his vest. After all, the bodyguards were probably expected to have that type of uniform, but the lagrier had to have formal attire.

The plane landed, and as they exited the aircraft, they waited for someone to check them.

[Antarcteca]

As the Elector Primo, James Markus Dean, his wife the Princeps Elect named Trinity and his Vice - Elector Primo, Levi Dean and the Secretary of Defense, Alexander Troy all entered the ball with the men in their nicely tucked suits and the Princeps Elect with her very much expensive dress.

Their highly decorated guards with their slim black uniforms with the edges and ends of the uniform with a light blue outline. Their cap, being a standard marine issued with the Antarctic Seal on the front of the cap and the soldiers with their MX-190s capable of shooting many rounds under seconds. They are speaking to other politicians when they turn their attention and walk over to the queen to meet with her.

Elector Primo, James: It is our honor your highness.

*Levi Dean being the Elector's son is single and has a liking for the young queen*

Vice-Elector Primo, Levi: It is with my greatest honor to meet you your highness.

Elector Primo, James: Son this is a conversation of leader, haha, sorry queen, now shall we discuss future relations with our nation and yours?


*An Elector Primo is like a President with a bit more power over congress and the grand senate. His son also gets the choice to become the Vic-Elector during the fathers term. He also gets the choice of getting on the ballot for Elector Primo after his fathers 1 or 2 terms. A Princeps Elect is a First Lady with more administrative power. A Vice-Elector is either the son/daughter of the Elector Primo or an elected official, with more power than just any Vice-President.*

[Apolitistos]

An official-looking man, a soldier possibly, came to greet the lagrier and show him inside, where the queen-to-be was to give him a more formal greeting.

Damara heard a plane landing not far away. She'd had her maintenance men clean up her personal hangar for planes to land. She was aware that other countries were more advanced and richer than hers. While she did have a plane, an airport had yet to be built in her tiny country, though she planned to change that at some point.

She smiled courteously at the officials in front of her and offered them all one collective curtsy, just as she'd been instructed by Margine.

"Hello Madame and Sirs." She greeted respectfully, trying to keep her voice even. Even with her uncomfortable heels, they were all significantly taller than her. I hope they take me seriously. Appearances tend to mean a lot... She thought nervously. "Your son is quite alright, sir. If you're afraid I'll be offended by his intrusion, I can assure you I am nothing but forgiving." She gave the younger man a kind smile. "Will you please come with me?" She asked, starting to move toward the grand oak doors that held the coronation hall.

[Antarcteca]

An official-looking man, a soldier possibly, came to greet the lagrier and show him inside, where the queen-to-be was to give him a more formal greeting.

Damara heard a plane landing not far away. She'd had her maintenance men clean up her personal hangar for planes to land. She was aware that other countries were more advanced and richer than hers. While she did have a plane, an airport had yet to be built in her tiny country, though she planned to change that at some point.

She smiled courteously at the officials in front of her and offered them all one collective curtsy, just as she'd been instructed by Margine.

"Hello Madame and Sirs." She greeted respectfully, trying to keep her voice even. Even with her uncomfortable heels, they were all significantly taller than her. I hope they take me seriously. Appearances tend to mean a lot... She thought nervously. "Your son is quite alright, sir. If you're afraid I'll be offended by his intrusion, I can assure you I am nothing but forgiving." She gave the younger man a kind smile. "Will you please come with me?" She asked, starting to move toward the grand oak doors that held the coronation hall.

The 8 well uniformed soldiers, Elector Primo, Princeps Elect, and Vice-Elector headed with the queen.

Elector Primo, James: I see high technology is not your priority. We can offer you extreme high tech if you ever wish to trade?

Vice-Elector Levi: Dad....

Elector Primo, James: Is there anywhere we can talk?

*Antarctica has been known around the world for it's high technology and advancement economically on the daily. They area also known for their growing army and its significant size and budget*

[Independent State AF]

The Presidential limousine, pulled up, preceded by two armored vans. All three vehicles had both the ISAF banner emblazoned on them, and the phrase "Glory, And Eternal Glory!" under said banner. Out of the vans stepped out several of the Enclave's finest, seven to be exact.while four moved to assist the President Eden out of his vehicle, the other three moved to set up watch positions and shifts. They didnt think anything would happen, but they were prepared nonethless, that was after all, why Eden choose Power Armored troops as opposed to regular infantry to protect him. It was always good when the human shield could be a shield without injury.

Eden stepped out of the limo and the door was closed behind him as the engine turned off and the driver began reading one of his favorite books ISAF: The Founding Of, and Notable Military Information

Eden, adressed the soldier who let him out "Ah, Colonel, thankyou. We are not late are we? I dont believe I've seen anyone."

"No Mr. President I do not believe we are."

"Oh good, that would have been most un-fortuitous if we were."

Both Eden, the Colonel and another two of the soldiers proceeded to the large building.
"Y'know, I hear this Queen is quite the beauty, I suppose I'll have to work my charm. It would be nice to have a loving woman to come home to after a long day of work...Speaking of, Colonel how is your family?"

"They are well sir, I thankyou for asking."

"Ah. Tell Emily I said hello, would you?"

"Of Course sir."
The five men arrived at the building and waited to be received.

OOC: Eden has also taken a liking to the Queen if you couldnt tell

[Herodas]

Georgios Demertzis, Vice-Chancellor and Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Federal republic of Herodas, thought, that they completely overdid it once more.
To explain: The small and relatively isolationist nation of Apolitistos, a monarchic Queendom with not even ten million citiziens, a country so unknown, that one had to be searched via computer, crowned their new Queen, barely not a little girl anymore. While his wife, the always compassionate Alexandra Demertzis had taken it quite personally, that the "poor girl" (her words) was pressed into such a position, her husband had the problem of not only attending a ball (he simply dispised formal balls and such things), he also had to secure new markets for the Herodan economy.
Since a gift basket alone didn't really do the job completely, they had to send a diplomat. Since all of them were somewhere in the world doing diplomat-things, only he was left and there he went. He would have prefferred to arrive by plane, one of the smaller jets, but he was the Vice-Chancellor and Foreign Minister, so he had to arrive with a slight power show.
Namely, that meant, that he had to arrive with an escort of the Federal Navy via sea. That also meant, that this would be the former Heavy Cruiser, now Guided Missile Cruiser FNS Illion and her escorts, the destroyer FNS Nymphe and the corvette FNS Naukratis, which all had the pricetags nearly painted on their bloody hulls - new markets.
And while they pulled into harbour and one of the Illion's helicopters was prepared for him, the six massive 28cm-guns fired blank rounds as salutes, the crew manning the rails in their best bluedresses to the now-Princess, later-Queen. And while the martial demonstration of power was underway, Demertzis and his wife boarded the Navy-helicopter, a fairly standart, meaning uncomfortable Lynkas.
He was already convinced, that someone would feel insulted. At least he had a gift basket for the young Queen!

Hi. Am I still allowed to join?
If yes, then I hope, that Apolitistos isn't landlocked or its capital to far away...

[Apolitistos]

(OOC: Yes, you may still join. It is open after all. And no, Apolitistos is not land-locked and you're not too far away.)

Damara smiled at the Elector Primo. "I have no intentions of making any deals yet, sir. I'm sure you understand. That isn't the point of this gathering. In fact, I'm not quite sure what the point of it is at all." She visibly flinched as the words came out of her mouth. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! You're already screwing things up for yourself! "However, your technology would greatly help my country in the future." She said, attempting to save the situation.

She then heard heavy footsteps approaching the hall, almost like a march. followed by a gun salute, causing her to jump and whimper slightly. She took a few deep breaths and turned to face her first guests. "If you'll excuse me." She murmured with a polite smile, then decided to investigate the marching first.

Upon opening the doors, she saw a tall President John Henry Eden... Surrounded by an unnecessary amount of soldiers. She put on her best smile for him. "Hello, President. Right this way." She guided him to the hall, using her free hand to gesture at one of her own soldiers to come to her. "Find out who the hell is shooting guns here." She muttered to her soldier quietly and waved him away.

[Independent State AF]

(OOC: Yes, you may still join. It is open after all. And no, Apolitistos is not land-locked and you're not too far away.)

Damara smiled at the Elector Primo. "I have no intentions of making any deals yet, sir. I'm sure you understand. That isn't the point of this gathering. In fact, I'm not quite sure what the point of it is at all." She visibly flinched as the words came out of her mouth. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! You're already screwing things up for yourself! "However, your technology would greatly help my country in the future." She said, attempting to save the situation.

She then heard heavy footsteps approaching the hall, almost like a march. followed by a gun salute, causing her to jump and whimper slightly. She took a few deep breaths and turned to face her first guests. "If you'll excuse me." She murmured with a polite smile, then decided to investigate the marching first.

Upon opening the doors, she saw a tall President John Henry Eden... Surrounded by an unnecessary amount of soldiers. She put on her best smile for him. "Hello, President. Right this way." She guided him to the hall, using her free hand to gesture at one of her own soldiers to come to her. "Find out who the hell is shooting guns here." She muttered to her soldier quietly and waved him away.

"Of course." He turned to the Colonel, "You are dismissed, you and your men may feel free to enjoy yourselves at this party."
He followed Damara "I must say Your Majesty, that you look wonderful this day."
He looked around, studying the palace.

[Apolitistos]

Damara nodded in acknowledgement of the Presidents compliment. "Thank you, sir. As do you." She returned politely, tilting her head up to look at him. Be seen and not heard. Smile and be pretty. That's all he's expecting of you. She told herself silently. "WOuld you like to join the rest of the party, sir?" She offered, gesturing to the hall.

[Independent State AF]

Damara nodded in acknowledgement of the Presidents compliment. "Thank you, sir. As do you." She returned politely, tilting her head up to look at him. Be seen and not heard. Smile and be pretty. That's all he's expecting of you. She told herself silently. "WOuld you like to join the rest of the party, sir?" She offered, gesturing to the hall.

Eden, paused for a moment in thought and finally decided that he would see how experienced this young girl was, besides, being in the company of a pretty lady was no small thing to pass up, he thought to himself.

"No, if its alright with My-lady, I would spend time further with you. Ask a few questions and all that."

[Apolitistos]

Damara looked at him, a deer in headlights, but only for a moment before forcing a smile. "What would you like to know, sir?" She asked politely. He has questions?! Why?! What could he possibly want to know about me?! I wasn't prepared for questions! Well, I probably should have been... Ah, someone save me... She pleaded in her head.

[Independent State AF]

Damara looked at him, a deer in headlights, but only for a moment before forcing a smile. "What would you like to know, sir?" She asked politely. He has questions?! Why?! What could he possibly want to know about me?! I wasn't prepared for questions! Well, I probably should have been... Ah, someone save me... She pleaded in her head.

"Your not very comfortable doing this are you?" He laughed a bit.
"Thats quite alright, you are young and inexperienced, its to be expected." He smiled slightly.

[Herodas]

The Helicopter's callsign was Goat.
It was even signalled via a goat painted on the side of the otherwise grey fuselage, with the exception of the Herodan Naval Aviation Symbol, the Coat of Arms of the cruiser the helicopter came from and the universal symbol of a herald, which Demertzis in the end was. As the guns sounded over the landscape they were flying over, he palmed his face with hand. "Whoever ordered this, I will call in all favours I have to have the person fired and torn apart...", he mumbled.
"Don't worry, dear, I don't think, that this will be that much of a problem if we simply explain, that we aren't responsible for this.", Alexandra said comfortingly while patting him on the back. Sadly, the gift basket was between them, so she couldn't put her arm around him as she wished to. "Kind of."
"Sir!", the pilot, a strangely young man for a helicopter pilot on such a cruiser, called back. "Illion reports, that they were asked, if they were firing by local authorities and are now requesting permission to reply."
Silence descended for a moment.
"Give me that, Lieutenant!", the Herodan Foreign Minister called and stretched out his hand for a radiohelmet. It would ruin his hairstyle, but there were different things to worry about. The Copilot did as he was told. "This is Demertzis, who do I have on the line?"
"Charlie-India-Charlie Illion.", a gruff voice belonging to the Captain of the vessel replied. He was absolutely bored that he had to be chauffeur for a diplomatic mission and he could kind of understand him, but that didn't matter now.
"Patch me through to the local authorities.", Demertzis demanded.
"You may speak, Sir.", aa radio-officer said after a moment.
"This is Georgios Demertzis, Vice-Chancellor and Foreign Minister of the Federal Republic of Herodas.", he introduced himself. "We, that means my wife and I, are guests for the Coronation Ball by Order of the Ekklessia. I am sorry if the traditional showing of respect for the Princess and her country by the Herodan Cruiser Illion, currently entering harbour, roused some people from their rightful slumber and made you worry. We will arrive at the destination shortly by helicopter."
He then waited for a reply.

[Antarcteca]

OOC - How old is the queen? Early 20s like 17,18,19, maybe 21 or something?

*As many know Antarctic people have Spanish and American roots, making them relatively taller. The spanish and english language were mainly used in Antarctica. *

As the young queen walked away, the Elector Primo turned to his son and said, "Son you better not embarrass us." The Princeps Elect or the Elector Primo's wife, Trinity said,"James... He is just being himself and you should try too". James always tried to be the best politician since he was about 10. Now he is 36 and his wife was 34. The young Vice-Elector, Levi blushed and looked down when he looked at the queen.

Secretary of Defense, Troy Alexander said,"Well this would be a nice little nation to trade with and maybe we can become their protector by issuing our currency and our soldiers here!". Elector Primo responded with a whisper, "Alex, remember we are here to make new friends not enemies. We could probably offer them some valuable high tech as soon as the queen comes back." He continued with a regular sounded voice, "She does seem a bit tense according to my reader."

All Antarcticans especially soldiers were given better vision and a desktop on their eyesight as soon as they were born. It was implanted on their temple. This was not to make the half cyborg but to honestly give them a better vision, and radar/readers. As if you were to look at a dead plant, and you think "Does this plant require watering"... Then om your eyesight above the plant would be a percentage of water that the plant has. This technology was being improved over time, but was pretty advanced.

Vice-Elector Primo says in his head silently, "I hope she likes me..." He blushes. An alert shows up on the top right of eyesight saying "Warning, fast increase in heart beat and breath."

The device was connected to nerves and neural paths so it could collect info form the body.

The young Vice-Elector took deep breaths as he saw the queen approaching them again.

[Apolitistos]

(OOC: Damara has just turned 18.)

The queen nodded. "Yes... It makes me very uncomfortable. I'm not sure I'll know how to answer a lot of your questions without displaying just how behind-the-times my country is." She admitted honestly.

Then, a soldier arrived next to her. "Sorry to interrupt, my queen, but I have a report about those gunshots." He said before leaning in a whispering to the queen that it was simply to announce the arrival of the Herodans and give respect to the queen-to-be.

Damara nodded. "That's quite alright. I suppose I will see them soon." She responded, waving off the soldier. The soldier reported to the Naval Commander via radio that the Herodans were safe to land here.

Damara turned back to the President. "Sir, it will be quite rude of me to ignore my other guests in favor of you. Please, join in the party with me." She requested, moving into the hall and returning to the group of diplomats from Antarcteca.

[Antarcteca]

The Vice-Elector being 18 years, 6 months, 12 days walked away from the Elector Primo, Princeps Elect, Secretary of Defense, and the guards. He walked up and walked with the queen and said, "Hi, sorry about what happened with my father earlier, he gets a little tense... *blushes* Anyways, hello, my name is Levi".

[Apolitistos]

Damara put on her sweetest smile, noting his reddening cheeks. How cute. She couldn't help but think. "It's no bother. I'm assuming he's only here to forge an alliance with a young country, though, and I hope you take no offense to this, he seems a little suspicious to me." Damara observed, expressing her opinion in a way some would consider rude. In her country, liar was one of the worst insults one could give and Damara was no liar. She really did not like the Elector Primo, from what she'd seen of him.

[Antarcteca]

Damara put on her sweetest smile, noting his reddening cheeks. How cute. She couldn't help but think. "It's no bother. I'm assuming he's only here to forge an alliance with a young country, though, and I hope you take no offense to this, he seems a little suspicious to me." Damara observed, expressing her opinion in a way some would consider rude. In her country, liar was one of the worst insults one could give and Damara was no liar. She really did not like the Elector Primo, from what she'd seen of him.

Young Vice-Elector, Levi with his white skin and blight brown hair, and his light brown eyes, says, "No, I understand... He's always too stuck up with his politics... He came here to learn about your nation for possible relations" He whispers,"As soon as I get to become Elector I will smoothen up relations so much..." he continues with a regular voice saying, "I suspect by your facial expressions and your heavy breathing that you don't prefer this".

[Apolitistos]

Damara looked panicked for a moment. "Is it that obvious?" She asked, lowering her voice a little and glancing around, almost frantically. "I'm sorry. When I was younger, I shied away from social gatherings quite a bit and would usually hide somewhere. Now, I can't really do that." She explained to Levi, regretting her years of solitude.

[Antarcteca]

Damara looked panicked for a moment. "Is it that obvious?" She asked, lowering her voice a little and glancing around, almost frantically. "I'm sorry. When I was younger, I shied away from social gatherings quite a bit and would usually hide somewhere. Now, I can't really do that." She explained to Levi, regretting her years of solitude.

Levi kept walking with Damara and said, "I used to not like being the Vice-Elector until I knew how much change I could do. Then I knew I wanted to become the Elector Primo and help our people.." he blushed and said ,"So ummm whats your name? I didn't really catch it... hehe.." He looked down and said, "you look pretty today..."

[Apolitistos]

Damara smiled kindly at him. "You're very sweet, Levi. My name is Damara." She clarified for him, brushing a few curls out of her face. She couldn't help but notice how different he was when spoken to alone. With his father, he seemed to be more of a shadow. Now, he almost resembled a nervous little boy. It was adorable.

[Antarcteca]

Damara smiled kindly at him. "You're very sweet, Levi. My name is Damara." She clarified for him, brushing a few curls out of her face. She couldn't help but notice how different he was when spoken to alone. With his father, he seemed to be more of a shadow. Now, he almost resembled a nervous little boy. It was adorable.

Levi heartbeat and breathing warning showed up again on the top right of his vision. On his watch, an Antarctic watch given to the Dean family and that was synced with his body made a ringing sound an vibrated and on there it also said warning. He quickly put it away and tried to make sure she would not notice. He quickly says, "I'm sorry, I am not the best with girls... Anytime I have actually dated one they just do because of my power..."

[Apolitistos]

Damara blushed at his sudden confession. "Oh... Well I've never really been great with boys either. A disgrace to my mother." Damara laughed a little. "Here in my country, the women usually court the men. Shy women usually are just out of luck." She explained, highly aware that the rest of the world had extremely different customs.

[Antarcteca]

Damara blushed at his sudden confession. "Oh... Well I've never really been great with boys either. A disgrace to my mother." Damara laughed a little. "Here in my country, the women usually court the men. Shy women usually are just out of luck." She explained, highly aware that the rest of the world had extremely different customs.

Levi said,"Well I hope we can talk more after this ball... I usually can breath more when I don't wear this extremely tight suits... haha..." He laughs a little.