The Aurentina Arms Pub [NSG Senate]

[Prussia-Steinbach]

But he is from Aurentina. Born and raised in Ruiden.

Then start appreciating Aurentina and its Fatherland.

[The imperial canadian dutchy]

But he is from Aurentina. Born and raised in Ruiden.

Then start appreciating Aurentina and its Fatherland.

Aurentina is a fatherland?

[Beta Test]

But he is from Aurentina. Born and raised in Ruiden.

Then start appreciating Aurentina and its Fatherland.

He does. But he also appreciates his heritage. Isn't it possible to do both?

[Beta Test]

Then start appreciating Aurentina and its Fatherland.

Aurentina is a fatherland?

No he wants me to start singing British and Aurentine songs because apparently singing a Jewish one means I'm against Aurentina.

[The imperial canadian dutchy]

Then start appreciating Aurentina and its Fatherland.

He does. But he also appreciates his heritage. Isn't it possible to do both?

Appreciate Aurentina above all,

[Kouralia]

Senator Wintle glanced across at the man who'd entered and nodded, "Indeed it does!" He said, turning to order himself a beer even as he thought he'd recognised that face before.

(OOC: Don't tempt me. )

"I personally sent a letter to my friend, Kruger. I wasn't going to stand for the sudden, pointless trashing of hundreds of years of tradition. No sir. My family has been involved in this island's history, political and military, for almost as long as it's existed, and I'll be damned if I let it all go down the drain with one little ministerial decision."

Sipping at his glass of whisky, he waits for a reply from the man he definitely recognised and was probably a member of the government himself, though he couldn't recall exactly what position he held.

"Ver' good call there, sir! Ver' good!" Wintle said, standing up and going up to shake the man's hand. "It's good to see influence being used for the good of the nation, rather than for personal gain. I'm Wintle, Alfred Wintle, Minister of the Interior and Senator for Kapsteed. That bloke Kourie's old place."

[New Waterford]

Well whatever. Rupert identifies as Aurentine, so I guess he could have sung the Aurentine national anthem, if he had remembered it. He definitely doesn't consider himself British though.

Probably because he isn't even from Aurentina, is he? He doesn't deserve a place in this government or country. If he loves Israel and the Jews so much, make him move there.

Oh, bloody hell...

[Prussia-Steinbach]

Aurentina is a fatherland?

No he wants me to start singing British and Aurentine songs because apparently singing a Jewish one means I'm against Aurentina.

1. Aurentina isn't a Fatherland. Britain is. Appreciate it.

2. Singing Jewish songs in opposition to Aurentine and British ones would imply that, yeah.

[The Licentian Isles]

He does. But he also appreciates his heritage. Isn't it possible to do both?

Appreciate Aurentina above all,

"Hang on, weren't you singing some Italian song when I came in ??" Stefan said, sipping his brandy.

[Beta Test]

No he wants me to start singing British and Aurentine songs because apparently singing a Jewish one means I'm against Aurentina.

1. Aurentina isn't a Fatherland. Britain is. Appreciate it.

2. Singing Jewish songs in opposition to Aurentine and British ones would imply that, yeah.

1. Your opinion. Not fact

2. The Israeli anthem doesn't even mention Aurentina.
Anyway we are cluttering the thread, let's get on with the IC.

[Kouralia]

*In the corner, some random bloke got bored and started singing. It was glorious song.*

[Mediciano]

*In the corner, some random bloke got bored and started singing. It was glorious song.*

"Ой ты, песня, песенка девичья,
Ты лети за ясным солнцем вслед.
И бойцу на дальнем пограничье
От Катюши передай привет.

Glorious indeed!" said a young Russian spy, blowing his cover and setting off a chain of events that led to his discovery and gory assassination at his home later that evening.

[The imperial canadian dutchy]

Appreciate Aurentina above all,

"Hang on, weren't you singing some Italian song when I came in ??" Stefan said, sipping his brandy.

"it was a monarchist song that happend to be in Italian yes." Vittorio Said
OOc that was an OOC comment

[Ky-telstein]

Sebastian walked into the bar, looking morose as he ordered a pint and some fish and chips. He'd expected some work on the side this week, but nothing had come up. Not even a face-to-face with any of his co-workers. He sighed and took a seat by the bar, pulling out and checking his phone. Nothing.

It was depressing. He'd anticipated something exciting, at least.

[The Licentian Isles]

"Hang on, weren't you singing some Italian song when I came in ??" Stefan said, sipping his brandy.

"it was a monarchist song that happend to be in Italian yes." Vittorio Said
OOc that was an OOC comment

"Fair enough then, I don't speak Italian."

OOC - My bad.

[Kouralia]

*In the corner, some random bloke got bored and started singing. It was glorious song.*

"Ой ты, песня, песенка девичья,
Ты лети за ясным солнцем вслед.
И бойцу на дальнем пограничье
От Катюши передай привет.

Glorious indeed!" said a young Russian spy, blowing his cover and setting off a chain of events that led to his discovery and gory assassination at his home later that evening.

The next morning, the man, an undercover Gendarme smiled as he read his newspaper. "Ah, who needs the Intelligencery anyway!"

[Prussia-Steinbach]

"Ver' good call there, sir! Ver' good!" Wintle said, standing up and going up to shake the man's hand. "It's good to see influence being used for the good of the nation, rather than for personal gain. I'm Wintle, Alfred Wintle, Minister of the Interior and Senator for Kapsteed. That bloke Kourie's old place."

Shaking Wintle's hand vigorously, he squeezed a bit harder and he started when he said "Kourie." Now he remembered. He remembered the day he had received the report Kourie was at the pub, alone. He remembered how he had practically yelled to his men: "Take him! Take him now!" And, come to think of it, it was only about ten feet away it had happened. The only significant enemy of the mob, the only worthy adversary Bridger had ever encountered. He had gotten very, very drunk that night.

"Ah yes, Minister Wintle. Congratulations on your appointment, and I'd like to express my belated condolences to you. Kourie and I had quite the... business, and political relationship.

"I am Joseph Wesley Bridger, of Sülënsplaar. Minister of Customs."

[Kouralia]

"Ver' good call there, sir! Ver' good!" Wintle said, standing up and going up to shake the man's hand. "It's good to see influence being used for the good of the nation, rather than for personal gain. I'm Wintle, Alfred Wintle, Minister of the Interior and Senator for Kapsteed. That bloke Kourie's old place."

Shaking Wintle's hand vigorously, he squeezed a bit harder and he started when he said "Kourie." Now he remembered. He remembered the day he had received the report Kourie was at the pub, alone. He remembered how he had practically yelled to his men: "Take him! Take him now!" And, come to think of it, it was only about ten feet away it had happened. The only significant enemy of the mob, the only worthy adversary Bridger had ever encountered. He had gotten very, very drunk that night.

"Ah yes, Minister Wintle. Congratulations on your appointment, and I'd like to express my belated condolences to you. Kourie and I had quite the... business, and political relationship.

"I am Joseph Wesley Bridger, of Sülënsplaar. Minister of Customs."

"Good to meet you Mister Bridger." Wintle said, as he tightened his hold on the man's hand, but kept shaking it and looking genial and friendly as he did so. "I remember your face now, sir! We've got quite the file on you down at the M.o.I.!" He laughed, "Arrested under suspicion of being in the Mafia and for complicity in tens of murders, including my predecessor. Oh, and for Attempted Murder in the First Degree and Battery for a bit of a fracas at the East India Club, wasn't it?"

[The Licentian Isles]

Stefan realised he was quite hungry, and turned to the barman.

"Do you serve food here ??"

[Beta Test]

Stefan realised he was quite hungry, and turned to the barman.

"Do you serve food here ??"

"Fish and chips, chicken parmigiana and some Indian curries."

[The imperial canadian dutchy]

Stefan realised he was quite hungry, and turned to the barman.

"Do you serve food here ??"

"Fish and chips, chicken parmigiana and some Indian curries."

OOC:............Curry is a spice....

[The Licentian Isles]

Stefan realised he was quite hungry, and turned to the barman.

"Do you serve food here ??"

"Fish and chips, chicken parmigiana and some Indian curries."

"I'll have fish and chips please."

[Beta Test]

"Fish and chips, chicken parmigiana and some Indian curries."

"I'll have fish and chips please."

"That's the most popular choice around here."

[Beta Test]

"Fish and chips, chicken parmigiana and some Indian curries."

OOC:............Curry is a spice....

OOC: And a generic term for South Asian food.

[The Nihilistic view]

The Guards in the security room change the music as the current album had ended.