The Luexborg Five-Star Hotel (RP, Open)

[Royal Imperious]

Setting: The Luexborg Hotel is a Five-Star hotel made for the International Leaders of the world. It has luxury rooms, a fine-dining restaurant, a casino, a bar, and a small lounge, where leaders can meet and relax.

[Royal Imperious]

**Bump**

[Arctic Snowlands]

HHIM Markus III, emperor of Arctic Snowlands turned his ultra-techo laptop off. It was just a bit faster than a standard computer, as of there was a 5g. His car stopped in front of the ornate hotel door. Somebody opened the door and Markus stepped out of his car. He entered in the lavish reception. He asked for his room card, and requested that his luggage would be brought to his room. He took the elevator to the casino room, payed a lotery ticket and went to his room

[Royal Imperious]

Emperor Dante sat in the lobby, sipping wine and watching passers by. He noticed an individual who stood out from all the rest. The individual, looking like a fellow Emperor, got his room card, and left for the elevator. Dante stood and finished his wine, setting the glass on a side table, and walked towards the elevator as well.

[Darian Tribes]

Lord Matheas Darius, King of the Darian Tribe Laius and ruler of the Federation of Darian Tribes, silently moves forward, ceremonial and functional knives hidden beneath an ornate cloak. The king of the neighboring nation of barbarians knows nothing as a dagger is plunged into his stomach. Screams ring out in the lobby as Lord Darius disappears into the crowd. He silently makes his way to his suite where he gives himself the bounty put on the king's head for his crimes during his visit to the Darian capital. "How good it is to be in charge," The Lord says to the shadows. "Good indeed," the shadows reply.

[Royal Imperious]

Emperor Dante didn't notice anything as he took the elevator up to his suite. He stepped out of the elevator, and swiped is room card, before opening the door. Upon entering, he poured himself a small glass of Jack Daniel's Whiskey and sipped it, looking out the window at the sprawling nighttime metropolis.

[Darian Tribes]

With the message sent by raven to his home country, Lord Darius walks amongst the other leaders in the dining halls. Disgusted with the debauchery raging in the center of the room, he finds one alone in the shadows. Darius betrays the faintest of smiles as with a flick, a blade made of the darkness surrounding him pierces the lonely general of the Calquix army, forgetting his recent defeats against the defending Darian army with strong liquor. The drink pours down his chest, mixing with the blood now spilling from the wound. Moves to the opposite corner of the room, sits in the deep shadows and waits for the screams to begin as the blood seeps closer to the crowds.

[Jimanistan]

From: cdavout1913@veritas.sa.com
To: (Womeversaddress@luexeborghotel.tdl.com)
Subject: Reservation

Monsieur/Madame,

I will be coming to town this weekend. Research for my column, if you really must know. I will require a single room for two nights- actually, a suite, if you have one available. You accept Solavian Argentas, I trust? Ah, and I should like to inquire as to the quality of your hotel bar. Are the prices reasonable? Hm, never mind, that's not really a question that's easy for an employee to answer. I shouldn't have asked. Expect me by the early afternoon- or mid morning, if flight conditions are good.

Regards,

C. Davout

[The Recon Empire]

On the majestic entrance driveway arrived a 16-vehicle convoy, with the Recon Empire Imperial Flags flown at the front of the two black armored limousines. As about 30 Royal Security Council agents filled the hotel lobby, one of the agents opened the door for the limousine and out stepped HRH Princess Ruth of Pryston, the second daughter of HRH Prince Thomas of Pryston, who himself is second to the throne. Dressed in ruby-studded evening gown she stepped into the hotel lobby with an escort of 6 suited bodyguards, full tuxedo and briefcase. As she entered the lobby she went straight towards her suite, while her administrative secretary coordinated her registration at the counter. Accompanied by her principal secretary and press secrertary, she did not say a single word, and went straight for the hotel elevator. The doors closed upon the elevator filled with suited men and one gorgeous and young lady.

[Royal Imperious]

Emperor Dante picked up his room phone and dialed the number 77654 and the phone rang. Someone picked up and waited for Emperor Dante to speak. "We have authorization from the management. Do it." Almost instantly, flags of Royal Imperious hung vertically from the hotel pavilion, and Inquisition Guards, clad in their large fur hats and gas masks, wearing their red military corded dress shirts, tan pants, and long black boots, holding rifles firmly in their grasp, appeared by the entrance and patrolled the lobby. "Attention everyone" The management came over the loud speaker "Emperor Dante Alterium has bought the hotel, everything is the same, but our security is much more tight, considering last years bombing attacks. That is all."

[Cumberlanda]

"My my, a bit rash are we?" A young man with a red suit muttered, a cigar in his hand. This was President Cole Frasier in his glory. Two Confederation Guards clad in black and red flanked his chair. He had come to town to discuss nuclear weapons, not to be forced in lockdown. He huffed. "Let's see what this fuss is about. Balboa, Cheever, come." He said, and rose up. He was thin, more looking like a soccer player than a president. However, Balboa was more of a wrestler, and Cheever an accompanying boxer. Frasier wiped the smudges off of his Cumberlanda tree pin and walked towards the entrance.

[Darian Tribes]

As the huddled masses whisper rumors of the new takeover, Lord Darius snaps his fingers and armed guards, wearing advanced armor and wielding black rifles, suddenly appear from thin air and surround their leader. Their bullet-proof armor is imbedded with tiny video screens and cameras, projecting the background and appearing invisible to all but the most advanced of tracking technology. Simultaneously, armored trucks with hundreds of troops thunder down the road to the Luexborg. Mortar teams, invisible with the same technology as their counterparts inside, lock on to the hotel using advanced HUDs in their helmets. Darius then moves to monitor the intentions of one Emperor Dante.

[Royal Imperious]

Emperor Dante smoked a cigar in his room. "Do they not understand?" He took a drag "I simply bought the hotel, not locked it down.." He said "Everyone can do what they please, but my guards are tightening security to ensure no national leaders are assassinated or any of the hotel is blown up..."

[Darian Tribes]

Lord Darius emerges from the shadows of the room, smoke floating in the air of an extravagant suite. "Negotiations?" Darius inquires. "Perhaps my methods were too extreme for your tastes, but they were necessary for my people."

[Cumberlanda]

Cheever spoke into his comm. "Team 1 thru 3, move within one klik of the hotel. Security has gotten tight. Warm up Big Boy in case things go south." A voice answered in affirmation. President Frasier gazed for a second at the entrance, then turned to his guards. "Fellas, I would love to speak to this 'Dante' fellow. There's a lot of shady characters, and I mean literal- wait a minute, what is this?" He says, looking at what he's standing in. He noticed a puddle of a thick reddish fluid, flowing from behind a curtain. Frasier removed it, revealing the dead dignitary. His eyes widened. "I really do need to see him." He said, briskly walking to the nearest elevator.

[Royal Imperious]

Inquisition Guards stood outside Dante's room, as Imperial Guard units patrolled the streets in armored vehicles and tanks. Dante sipped a malt liquor on the rocks and stared out the window

[Cumberlanda]

"Balboa, go talk to the hotel staff. Twll them everything. Cheever, you're with me. There's an assassin on the loose. I would prefer to be in my room" with a nod, Balboa walked briskly away, while Team 1 of the Cumberlandian Guard linked up with the group, and they returned to his room, the team staying outside for security.

[Darian Tribes]

Darius approaches the Emperor Dante. Just then, a whisper by one of the hidden guards alert him to the Cumberlandian teams moving through the hotel. With a brief command with his wrist-mounted computer, Darius signals to the Shadow Corps, the Darian elite special forces, to trail to Cumberlandian teams, guns set with non lethal rubber bullets and high tech shock grenades designed to incapacitate but not to kill. "Emperor," Darius calls out to the figure in front of him. "Shall we end this unneccesary expenditure? I will tell you why those diplomats are dead. They are criminals to the Darian Federation. They burnt one of the tribes to the ground and killed unarmed civilians. They have no right to be on this earth."

[Jimanistan]

From: cdavout1913@veritas.sa.com
To: (Womeversaddress@luexeborghotel.tdl.com)
Subject: Cancellation

Monsieur/Madame,

I'm writing you in regard to my prior reservation at your hotel. I'd like to cancel that reservation. On second thought, I think I might choose another hotel, maybe in another city- or another country.

What the Hell kinda place are you running, anyway? I really don't think I'd feel safe in a resort with a military garrison stationed in it.

Regards,

C. Davout

[The Recon Empire]

Out of the blue, two Recon-Empire-labelled armored personnel carrier appeared at the loading bay of the hotel. A good 30 men dressed in black suits carrying a standardized but rather large briefcases, walking into the hotel. All relatively tall and bulky, and evidently wearing protection within their suits. They seemed more equipped than the previous escorts seen on the day before, wearing now headpieces, shades and hats. Back at the suite, Princess Ruth was briefed by the Chief of Security for her trip to the Luxborg Five-Star Hotel regarding the assassin roaming around the hotel. She was instructed to blend in with the rest of her bodyguards to conceal her identity.

A group of 6 suited men left the hotel through the back door the next morning, one of them evidently more slender than the rest.

[Royal Imperious]

Emperor Dante came over the Hotel's loud speaker "All military personnel please set up blockades down on Southamfton Street and Triberius Street, word is that a rebel force is incoming. All national leaders please stay in your suites. You will be presented with a console that will allow you to direct orders to your soldiers. The Imperial Guard is willing to provide ammunition, weaponry, and vehicle support if required. This is a big rebel force incoming, but we're all allies here."

[Darian Tribes]

"Emperor Dante, what rebel force are you referring to? My troops are defending me against threats by my country's enemies, who I have been eliminating for their war crimes against the Darian state."

[The Recon Empire]

Official Telegram to the Office of Emperor Dante

Greetings. We have been informed that various hostile forces will be endangering the lives of the various dignitaries within your Luexborg Hotel. Since it is a dire situation, we seek your understanding to utilize military forces to escort our Recon Empire dignitary out of your nation immediately. HRH Princess Ruth of Pryston is currently still within your nation, and we would like to carry out the evacuation before the rebel forces reach the hotel. Further negotiations can be arranged, but we will proceed with the evacuation without delay. Thank you for your understanding.

The Recon Imperial Army is willing to discuss possible military intervention to aid the civil war within your nation.

Signed,

Sir Gordon Brown
Director
Royal Security Council
Imperial Directorate of Homeland Security
Office of Recon National Security

Mr Brandon Tipps
State Secretary of the Army
Recon Imperial Army
Imperial Directorate of Defense
Office of Recon National Security

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Imperial Press Department
The Crown Kingdoms of the Recon Empire

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From the communication between the two armored personnel carriers:

1st: "Reporting to Agent Parker, convoy has been met up with rebel forces, we are unable to proceed further. Is the Princess safe?"

2nd: "Roger, Princess Ruth is disguised and safe in our carrier. However, we cannot allow the Princess to be this close to these rebel forces, are there any alternative evacuation paths?"

1st: "Most are either blocked by Emperor Dante's blockades, or held by rebel forces."

2nd: "We will call in for air support, and retreat back to the hotel back at once. This is an order. Princess Ruth must be escorted back immediately."

1st: "Yes, sir."

Agent Parker in the 2nd personnel carrier hung up the communications.

Agent Turrin in the 1st personnel carrier directed the convoy to turn back and retreat back to the hotel.

"This is the APC-2 Command calling Recon Imperial Air Force, requesting support. We have HRH Princess Ruth on board. This is dire." called Agent Parker.

"RIAF responding to APC-2 Command. Please wait a moment, while we request confirmation from RIA Headquarters." answered the RIAF HQ.

After a few seconds, Deputy Chief Marshall of the Air Force took over control. "This is General Nelson Landesman, Deputy Chief Marshall of the Air Force. I received direct request from the Royal Security Council to account this matter. What support do you need?"

"We request air support to evacuate the Princess from the Luexborg 5-Star Hotel. There are hostile rebel forces approaching as well as assassins within the building, hence we need them as soon as possible. The host, Emperor Dante, as stated military reinforcements within the building, but as Recon Protocol suggests, we should evacuate nonetheless. We have called in military soldiers from the Land Force units and are currently positioned in the hotel." replied Parker.

"We need coordinates and possible landing geography. Please provide."

"There are adequate spaces on the roof of the hotel to hold 2 medium-sized helicopters, we will force our way up there. We also request escorts on the way back."

"Will do. We will be sending two Recon Hawks to the rooftop in 5 hours. Capable of carrying 40 personnels in total. They will be escorted by 6 RX-Tiger Fighter Jets. The jets will be patrolling the airspace about the hotel during the transfer. They will be received at a cleared forest located 46km southwest of the hotel. Upon reaching, all personnel will be transferred to 2 private-labelled Gulfstream jet for proper transfer back to International Provenzia Airport. Remaining personnels will be picked up on a seperate event. Please coordinate later."

"Roger. Thank you, General Landesman, for your arrangements."

[Cumberlanda]

::Alright, Team 3, bring in Big Boy. We're getting Frodo out of here.:: Cheever said.

Frasier got up and walked out of the room, Team 1 and Cheever following. Balboa made it as well. As soon as he got to the roof, Big Boy and teams 2 and 3 landed. Big Boy was a helicopter, a CHW Mass Transport Carrier, and it barely fit on the roof. Soon they were on their way and out towards the CSS Pike, but not without sending a message to the host.

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Official Telegram from the Free Confederacy of Cumberlanda

Dearest Emperor Dante,

I do hope I am not disappointing you by leaving your hotel. I do understand that you now have a rebel force on their way to the hotel. There are 75 marines in a CHW heli on their way as we speak. Give them clearance so that we can help you. I do hope you understand in my leave. I am the head of a country, and a too high risk target to be near trouble like such. When I reach my ship, I will follow up with a telegram to negotiate further on military assistance.

My apologies,

Cole Frasier
President of the Free Confederacy of Cumberlanda
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[Darian Tribes]

"Assignment has been altered, protect the Luexborg and all within," Darius orders.

"Emperor Dante, who are these rebels? We will block out the sun with our mortars. They will not survive an attack on this hotel. My concern is for the safety of the innocent."

Lord Darius hears the coming of helicopters and looks out of the elegant window to the vehicles approaching the hotel from above. Assured they are nonthreatening to those within, he turns back to Dante. "Would you like my men to take up any particular position?"