In the inn's lobby, a gruff-looking man was standing by the entrance, surrounded by a group of men dressed mostly in t-shirts, overalls and jeans. Some wore caps, other didn't. "Any able man who needs a meal and a few pounds, join the mechanicals!" He declared to the group. "The work ...
Teri waved to the barmaid, a friend of hers, as they entered. James looked around-he hadn't been here before, and his battle-hardened eyes sought out windows, exits, good cover, etc. After a bit, he snapped out of his examination and turned to Honorius. "Scotch, on the rocks." Teri sat dow...
Sarah shook her head. "Sorry love, but we're closing now. Come back tomorrow," she waved to the men before disappearing through a side door. Julian guided the two men to the inn, where they were given rooms. The rooms were spartan-a bed, a bathroom, a refrigerator, and a table for eating. ...
Julian raised his hands. "No problem, miss." He listened to Dazz's offer, then shook his head. "I don't need a wingman-I'm doing fine on my own. But hey, if you want some action so bad, there's a club in the back," Julian indicated the thick curtain, where music was still emanati...
Sarah did draw away a bit when Garrett drew near, fearing an attack. However, she appeared sympathetic to him as he laid out his tale of woe. As Dazz offered up the money, she sized Garrett up, looking him over. "Well, there ya go, stranger. But come back when you feel better. This place closes...
James nodded. "Sounds like a bunch of the reserves 'round here. Some guys are just better off without power, right? And if you're so insistent, you can buy me a drink." Teri was silent as the men talked, walking between and behind the two. She was warming to this foreigner-she had a soft s...
"You can have her," Julian made as if to step aside. "She's got a place, I think. Ain't room in my place for either of ya." Julian lived in a pretty standard apartment for a single man his age-which meant a bedroom, a dining room/kitchen, and a bathroom. "I know a place that...
Julian shrugged. "Well, I figure it's best to not fuck where I drink, to put a spin on the old phrase. Hell, I lay her, never call again, next thing I know I'm drinking scotch laced with rat poison." He laughed. "No thanks! I'll take my chances elsewhere." Then this other guy, wh...
Julian thought through for a moment. "Lotsa cheap hotels near the docks. Just ask around there, the ones that look expensive are expensive and the ones that look cheap are cheap." Julian smiled as the man mentioned the women. "Most of 'em are armed, twenty-twos and small stuff. Cypria...
Julian looked this guy over. New arrival, probably, looking for a guide or something and taking notice of Julian's loud conversation with the merchant.
"I ain't no tour guide," he slurred before shaking the drink's influence off him momentarily. "What d'ya need to know?"
James nodded. "Well, you sure put on a good show there. I did my time with Reserves, but that's the fastest reaction time I've seen." As they walked, Teri pointed to a small bar on the waterfront. "There's a good place, nice little bar, and pretty quiet." The worn sign on the fro...
"No, I don't want a 'turn,' asshole, I want..." James stopped and grinned a bit as the other foreigner appeared. From the looks of it, definitely military, and the tattoo looked like something an elite wore. The give-and-take between the two was fascinating, James tried to remember the imp...
There aren't many homeless or unemployed poor, most students who aren't also workers are the children of the upper class, and musicians and such can't offer much in the way of support. Peasants will support the socialists, but they're in the countryside, away from the cities where the main socialist...
Arumdaum: Thanks, and they will be guerillas at first, then try and organize, get slaughtered, and go back to being guerillas. Prutenia: There is some tension between Cyprians (who are mostly Muslims) and Anglicians (who are Anglicans), but they've lived together for decades so there's not much in t...
Parina has a climate like Cyprus, Mediteraenean (that's probably spelled wrong). Warm, somewhat humid, frequent rain. Pretty much all-year summer, with a short and not too cold winter. The bulk of the fighting will be in the cities at first, then moving out to the countryside, then back to the citie...
Well, at this point socially Parina resembles the UK right as the Industrial Revolution. There's the monarchy and other royals, who mostly live in the capital. Then there's the industrial kingpins, the ones who run all of the industry. They're about even with the merchants. Below them are the indust...
Arumdaum, that seems fine. Prutenia, my country is loosely based off Cyprus. British colony with a sizeable Turkish population. So entering the military or police is good,as is the various civilian job sectors mentioned, with the exception of industry. Parina has very little industry, so jobs would ...
Teri smiled as they backed off. Now she could get some...fuck. The guy coming at her was definately foreign, probably ex-military or something, used to having all the girls swoon and using brute force for whatever veteran status couldn't get him. Teri's hand came out in a blur, a small pistol grippe...
Title is self-explanatory. This will cover a civil war in my country which started in 1937, between the monarchist government and socialist rebels under the leadership of the Socialist Worker’s Union. It’s pretty open-you can be a member of either side’s army, a Parinan civilian, a foreign civilian ...
