The Crowning of Petra Juhasz IC

[Gonswanza]

Laura seems a bit confused, narrowing her eyes upon the paper. Indeed, the idea seemed off in her twisted mind, as the voices screamed in fury against him, wanting her to just escape, to tear herself away, to attack. Yet, she simply silenced them with what seemed to be a gumdrop, a bitter pill to hush these banshees as she offers a reason to her suspicion.

"If I am to sign this, this will not be used to forge my name upon various papers, right? As I have heard rumors of other nations attempting to do the same, trying to draw me into agreements I've never heard of, at one point even attempting to throw me to the bloated dogs of the World Assembly while they lie in wait as useless corpses. Then again, I suppose it wouldn't hurt..."

She decides to sign off on it, offering her own signature as she fulfills his desire, in Spanish. A swift little moment of mercy, the pen moving as swiftly as a scalpel upon flesh, carving through the paper much like how her own forces have carved up other countries. And they were overdue for another "great campaign" against a greater enemy, purely for the sake of violence.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Bishop with a happy face said.

"That would be great! Our Majority of income comes from military electronics.... We have this motion tracker it can detect lifeforms by just pointing the tool to any direction... our most frequent buyers are bounty hunters... Oh and the TNR Shoulder Lamps. Mining companies buy it alot. Infrared Binoculars. that's what I can list for now if you have any questions I will be glad to answer them."

Archin: "Do you have anything on many, Exo skeletons? Maybe more high tech of those sorts. The motion trackers sounds like a great addition to our special forces and so I would like to keep that in mind for any future meetings. Another I would like ask about motors for vehicles such as cars. We would like to be able to allow Nova which is one of our biggest car companies, to colab possible in order to make a more stronger and faster car. They were even thinking of muscle for the first time. Thats if you are interested of course."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Laura seems a bit confused, narrowing her eyes upon the paper. Indeed, the idea seemed off in her twisted mind, as the voices screamed in fury against him, wanting her to just escape, to tear herself away, to attack. Yet, she simply silenced them with what seemed to be a gumdrop, a bitter pill to hush these banshees as she offers a reason to her suspicion.

"If I am to sign this, this will not be used to forge my name upon various papers, right? As I have heard rumors of other nations attempting to do the same, trying to draw me into agreements I've never heard of, at one point even attempting to throw me to the bloated dogs of the World Assembly while they lie in wait as useless corpses. Then again, I suppose it wouldn't hurt..."

She decides to sign off on it, offering her own signature as she fulfills his desire, in Spanish. A swift little moment of mercy, the pen moving as swiftly as a scalpel upon flesh, carving through the paper much like how her own forces have carved up other countries. And they were overdue for another "great campaign" against a greater enemy, purely for the sake of violence.

Ayazan turned away for a moment to gather himself, he couldn't believe she signed it. He buried his face in his hands for a moment to gather himself. After about 10 seconds he gathered himself and then took a deep breath. Only to turn back around to then respond.

Ayazan: "A-apologies I thought I was gonna sneeze. Ms. Ortiz I myself am a man of god. I wouldn't dare do such a thing, especially being some dog for those rachet bureaucrats in the WA. You have my word that I have no ill intention other than getting others to sign of course."

This, however, was a lie. In reality, he went to a concert once that she performed way back. Ever since hes been dreaming of finally meeting and getting an autograph after so long.

[Gonswanza]

Laura seems a bit confused, narrowing her eyes upon the paper. Indeed, the idea seemed off in her twisted mind, as the voices screamed in fury against him, wanting her to just escape, to tear herself away, to attack. Yet, she simply silenced them with what seemed to be a gumdrop, a bitter pill to hush these banshees as she offers a reason to her suspicion.

"If I am to sign this, this will not be used to forge my name upon various papers, right? As I have heard rumors of other nations attempting to do the same, trying to draw me into agreements I've never heard of, at one point even attempting to throw me to the bloated dogs of the World Assembly while they lie in wait as useless corpses. Then again, I suppose it wouldn't hurt..."

She decides to sign off on it, offering her own signature as she fulfills his desire, in Spanish. A swift little moment of mercy, the pen moving as swiftly as a scalpel upon flesh, carving through the paper much like how her own forces have carved up other countries. And they were overdue for another "great campaign" against a greater enemy, purely for the sake of violence.

Ayazan turned away for a moment to gather himself, he couldn't believe she signed it. He buried his face in his hands for a moment to gather himself. After about 10 seconds he gathered himself and then took a deep breath. Only to turn back around to then respond.

Ayazan: "A-apologies I thought I was gonna sneeze. Ms. Ortiz I myself am a man of god. I wouldn't dare do such a thing, especially being some dog for those rachet bureaucrats in the WA. You have my word that I have no ill intention other than getting others to sign of course."

This, however, was a lie. In reality, he went to a concert once that she performed way back. Ever since hes been dreaming of finally meeting and getting an autograph after so long.

"Heh. I mean, I'd offer to say God is dead, but I suppose you can keep on believing. The WA is full of scum as is, gutting governments and chaining states to their desk. Useless pieces of shit, the lot of them. Now, let's focus on the event instead, no? I'm certain there's plenty to be had here, especially with Petra due to be crowned and made the leader of this great nation, though personally, I was hoping to meet them for a chance photoshoot. The usual diplomatic fun, of course."

Even if she ignored the sheer negative press to her name, as her guards move to her side once again, after bobbing around in the audience. They weren't slow, but they were keeping an eye out for her, keen on protecting her. Some from the press, if present, would even take the chance to snap a picture of her only to have a guard photobomb it hilariously... With few actual photos being caught, again, if the press was present.

[Wheath]

Hours before
"Petra, a beautiful name. Ah... Ju-has?" Oliomi Nieves muttered softly. His attaché was verifying details of the Crowning, pacing the dull rug of the hotel room, tablet in hand. Tobias Shioya's bright white armband with 'DAIA' in blocky blue was firmly buttoned on his left. Nieves had suggested that Shioya might be restricted by the armband, the DAIA agent assured him that it was easy to discard. He could use either hand or even his teeth, if necessary.

"That's Juhasz, J-u-h-a-s-z. It should be on the itinerary," Shioya said, his relentless typing never ceasing. "Normal people would be pacing a little if they were so unfamiliar with proceedings as to doubt their pronunciation."

Nieves nodded from his seat, a chair devoid of any dignity or drama. He was as confident in his ability to perform as he was confident in Shioya's ability to prepare. They'd met a mere week ago, but the younger man was obviously as dedicated and capable as his own handpicked staff, if more prone to exasperation than Nieves would prefer. Sharp ears, too. A pity we can't make anyone ambidextrous with genetics.

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Present
Screened, Nieves and Shioya watched the guests, huddled along the wall that soared over them.

"DAIA requested a preliminary assessment on the Spider Soldier," Shioya relayed. "The young woman with white gloves. As president of Gonswanza, she's armed, as is her entourage. Rest of our objectives are unchanged as per the original plan."

"Yes. Shall we start the show? Nobody's even approached us."

"I'll go find seats for us."

Nieves strode silently toward the mass, lining up faces and uniforms with the names he had been given. The Spider has no love for hesitancy, he thought, but a beeline would not fly with her entourage.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Ayazan turned away for a moment to gather himself, he couldn't believe she signed it. He buried his face in his hands for a moment to gather himself. After about 10 seconds he gathered himself and then took a deep breath. Only to turn back around to then respond.

Ayazan: "A-apologies I thought I was gonna sneeze. Ms. Ortiz I myself am a man of god. I wouldn't dare do such a thing, especially being some dog for those rachet bureaucrats in the WA. You have my word that I have no ill intention other than getting others to sign of course."

This, however, was a lie. In reality, he went to a concert once that she performed way back. Ever since hes been dreaming of finally meeting and getting an autograph after so long.

"Heh. I mean, I'd offer to say God is dead, but I suppose you can keep on believing. The WA is full of scum as is, gutting governments and chaining states to their desk. Useless pieces of shit, the lot of them. Now, let's focus on the event instead, no? I'm certain there's plenty to be had here, especially with Petra due to be crowned and made the leader of this great nation, though personally, I was hoping to meet them for a chance photoshoot. The usual diplomatic fun, of course."

Even if she ignored the sheer negative press to her name, as her guards move to her side once again, after bobbing around in the audience. They weren't slow, but they were keeping an eye out for her, keen on protecting her. Some from the press, if present, would even take the chance to snap a picture of her only to have a guard photobomb it hilariously... With few actual photos being caught, again, if the press was present.

Ayazan: "Of course, I think our majesty shall be able to take pictures as soon as we get done with the ceremony. Ah, I almost forgot, I need to go announce the start of it. The future Ceszarist must be almost done so the crowning shall begin any minute now. I must go announce it so maybe talk later? I will see ya around and thank you!"

Ayazan excused himself before leaving to announce the crowning to begin. In reality, he was only leaving so he doesn't completely crack under the pressure of finally getting a autograph.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Seeing the guests starting to arrive, Ayazan goes towards the front and then speaks into a mic to announce everyone to take their seats.

Ayazan: "Dzien Sia everyone! It is an honor to see you all here today in celebration of our majesty's crowning. Sorry, let me introduce myself. I am Marshall Ayazan Remeny, the current leader of this fine nation you have decided to journey to. It is an honor indeed to meet you all for sure. That all being said every guest if you may take your seat as our Majesty shall be arriving shortly!"

Ayazan then walks off stage and then sees Nikita who looks back at him with a worried look. Ayazan immediately gestured her to come towards and talk with him. As soon as they both get privacy Ayazan speaks up to her.


SIC
Ayazan: "Go on talk. Is this about the break-in situation? Has Farkas tracked him down and arrested him?"

Nikita: "Actually something worse just happened."

Ayazan's eyes widened as hearing this news. What could be worse? Farkas is Lisamia's strongest and most skilled so what is the problem?

Ayazan: "Spit it out then...."

Nikita: "Last update with Farkas was exactly an hour ago. I told him to give me frequent updates on the situation and just a moment ago his coms went dark. I've tried to establish contact and I even sent in a team to get in contact and they also went dark. I fear that something has gone very wrong. Whoever has broken into the zone, is definitely responsible for the events in Kikoto, whoever they are they have some sort of very powerful device that can disrupt electronic devices. It could be that he used it to screw with Farkas's coms and the team, however..."

Ayazan: "You think he's already dealt with Farkas and the squad right?"

Nikita was silent and continued to look even more visibly nervous

Ayazan: "Continue to beef up security, bring in whatever USTF fire teams we have in the area immediately. We cannot allow any interruptions at all. Also do not spread the news to anyone except the Szpada. No exceptions, any questions about it, say it's because we want to ensure the security of our fellow guests alright?"

Nikita: "On it. I'll also try my best to get in contact with Farkas again. I pray to the lord that everything will be alright."

Ayazan nodded as Nikita would then start making calls while Ayazan stays behind and starts to think of the current situation. He reassures himself that Farkas will take care of whoever has broken in

[National Unity Party]

Tristan sat in contemplation. It was a shock that the Party had been allowed in the first place. He felt now that it could be a trap. With an uneasiness around his words, and with his guards at the ready, he spoke.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Ghanvi and Ms. Halasz. I'm happy to be here. Are you well?"

Naenda: "Why yes, of course, we ourselves cannot express ourselves enough on how much we appreciate you being here. I hope there was no trouble on the way?"

Naenda talked to them as if they were just regular Olpenese diplomats, however, Sasha still felt off and didn't appreciate the appearance of literal fascists in such an event as this

Tristan Guillot was a natural people person, despite his and his leader's psychopathy. He could tell Sasha was unnerved, and decided to ignore her, hoping they would eventually calm down, or at least not make a commotion.
"No, I'm happy to say we did not have trouble getting here, though there was a quiet commotion outside of the plain. I'm awfully sorry that Le Dictateur nor Karine Dupont," as he said her name his polite smile turned to a look of disgust, though it quickly reverted, "could make it Her Majesty's coronation. Both were tied up with matters in Headquarters."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Naenda: "Why yes, of course, we ourselves cannot express ourselves enough on how much we appreciate you being here. I hope there was no trouble on the way?"

Naenda talked to them as if they were just regular Olpenese diplomats, however, Sasha still felt off and didn't appreciate the appearance of literal fascists in such an event as this

Tristan Guillot was a natural people person, despite his and his leader's psychopathy. He could tell Sasha was unnerved, and decided to ignore her, hoping they would eventually calm down, or at least not make a commotion.
"No, I'm happy to say we did not have trouble getting here, though there was a quiet commotion outside of the plain. I'm awfully sorry that Le Dictateur nor Karine Dupont," as he said her name his polite smile turned to a look of disgust, though it quickly reverted, "could make it Her Majesty's coronation. Both were tied up with matters in Headquarters."

Naenda: "Ah it's nothing to worry about, you just being here is just fine. We can't express our gratitude enough. I'm afraid I'm gonna need to cut it short as it looks like the ceremony is beginning to start."

They excuse themselves and begin to take their lead. Only when turning away Sasha shakes her head at Naenda and then Naenda then responding.

Naenda: "Guess as the Yankees say. Saved by the bell am I right?"

Sasha: "I supposed so"

[Gonswanza]

Laura was curious about the strange walk off stage, though the sudden departure didn't bother her. Indeed, the CBD in the gummy she had consumed was kicking in to sate her mind, as she simply watched with her guards sticking to her like glue. When it was over, she simply decides to "float" around, walking around again to keep her mind off the odd departure, at least until the official crowning began, while keeping her own seat in mind.

Hence, she's free, though her guards won't let her off easily, shadowing her every move to ensure that nobody tries to shoot her... Again.

Regardless, she was hoping to possibly connect with others, though she was mostly unaware of who exactly went to the event, only seeing a sea of people who for all she cared could be the press waiting to mob her with questions. Not that she didn't enjoy the attention, but she'd rather talk diplomacy than attempt to amuse the masses, adjusting her hat and slowly wading through the people, hoping to at least make one connection today, without getting waved down for another autograph.

[Sombreland]

And lo: the arrival of Prince Orian de Cressa, striding along accompanied by an aide and two Royal Guardsmen. He wore a fine dinner jacket, showing his civil service medals and his sash of office as Governor-General Galador. When one looked up on him, they saw a striking man, bold of brow, strong of jaw, pleasant of lip, stern of eye.

The Princess-Regent could not be there; it was the time of the Lighting of the Turtles, and she could not possible leave Sombreland at such a time. So on this occasion, most momentous, he had come in her stead. Moving in among the very important persons present, he observed,

"Do but observe, Rhanno, that there is the great butcher herself: President Ortiz. The person who has insulted our Regent and encouraged her servants belike. Strange, is it not, that such a monster is merely human sized, not with dripping fangs, but with all the normal attributes of humanity...well, somewhat."

"Indeed, sir, it is remarkable," said Rhanno. He was unhappy; he wanted to be at the Lighting of the Turtles.

"And yet, Rhanno, we are here. Oh yes, we could be at the Lighting of the Turtles! But Sombreland must move forward more rapidly. And do behold, Rhanno, that that is what I am doing, merely by setting foot here; breaking precedent!" He turned to Rhanno with a benevolent smile upon his regal features. "Is it not so?"

"Truly so, Sir..."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

SIC

Satsurika, Southern Old Town district

While things were going as planned and everything was calm, outside of the palace it was hectic. Kojot Farkas is the most skilled operative that Lisamia has at its disposal, he can currently be seen still tracking down the person behind the breach. He walks down an empty alley still looking around his surroundings. He has been in charge of the security personnel's patrol routes so seeing the footprints in the ground in an alley such as these, was bizarre, to say the least. That said he continues to follow the tracks but first, he tries radioing in one more time to see if his coms were up.

Farkas: "This is Kojot Farkas, I found prints in an alley. Patrols aren't allowed to go off in these areas and the prints are recent. I'm going to follow them and figure out where they lead, over?"

Static filled his ear as he still could not get into contact with Nikita over coms. Farkas frustrated decided to keep investigating and continued on no matter what

Farkas: "Tck, piece of garabage. It would be helpful to at least get some sort of response for christ's sake."

He continues on down the ally, and suddenly he can hear a commotion go on further down it.

???: "Stop right there or I-I will sho- AUGHHH!"

Without hesitation, Farkas rushed over to the noise, as soon as he turned the corner he sees what looks to be a patrol on the ground all battered and unconscious. He looks over to one of them whose on the ground and appears to look at Farkas, he slowly points his finger crossed like he's showing a direction

Wounded soldier: "T-there... D-don-t.... Away..."

Farkas looks to where the soldier is pointing to see someone start to flee the scene. Once more Farkas gives chase after them as they try to flee from him. The person in front begins knocking over trashcans as they both enter the other alleys. Farkas is able to still keep up with him and appears to get closer to him, everything was going in Farkas's favor when the person meets a dead end. Suddenly, however, the person begins to scale the building by climbing a nearby fire escape. Farkas starts to get frustrated and continues his pursuit. He follows behind him till both the person and Farkas make it to the roof. Once more Farkas is able to get the upper hand as the person can't go anywhere else as they get high up on a tall building. Farkas then draws his pistol on him and the person freezes as soon as Farkas does so.

Farkas: "That's far enough! I wanna see your hands, your gonna stay right here till we can get back up. Until then your gonna stay where you are, try moving and I will shoot."

???: "Shiiiiit. I'm gonna be honest with you, I didn't know who was chasing me till you spoke. Crazy, who would've thought I would be pursued by none other than Lisamia's strongest? Right Captain Farkas, but don't you go by something else now huh? What was it, the 1st Szpada Kojot Farkas?"

Farkas: "What's it to you? Are you a fan? Actually, you speak to me as if you know me personally. Now I'm curious now actually, go ahead and take off that hood of yours I wanna see who's the mastermind of this cluster fuck."

The person then slowly turns around to reveal his face, but suddenly as he was turning around, Farkas was standing next to a light hanging above a door. Farkas suddenly gets hit with glass as the light bursts for some reason. Farkas reacted quickly and then quickly covered his face to keep the glass away from his eyes. As soon as the glass fell the man charged at Farkas and then Farkas tried to react fast by pointing his pistol but the man then knocked it out of Farkas's hand. This was enough of a distraction to allow Farkas to fight back and then went for a punch to the man's stomach. He himself dodged it quickly. Standing back the man takes a second to talk as Farkas gets ready for an attack

???: "Ah now that's the reaction time I expected of a man such as you. I really didn't want to fight my old superior. Look if yall just left me alone and allowed me to go to the big party that's goin down then none of this would've happened."

Farkas: "Old superior? So what? Were you in Lobuz? Maybe in the army?"

???: "Ya old fool. There's only one place where I can compete with you. None other than the infamous 7th squadron of the USTF!"

Farkas then decided to attack first while he was talking, the man began blocking Farkas's punches as the man could read him. Farkas went in for a sucker punch and the punch ended up getting caught by the man with his hand. Farkas couldn't break free and then was then punched in the stomach. he recoiled from the hit and then in an act of retaliation Farkas kicked him in the knee making the man fall to a knee and then using his other hand punched the man in the face. Farkas then stepped back readying himself again. The man, after being punched, then got back up on his feet quickly, he spat out a bit of blood only to speak again.

???: "Didn't think the 1st Szpada had some dirty tricks up his sleeve. Ya think your great ancestor Ryzyko would approve of such tactics? Ya know being a Katona and all?"

Farkas: "If you knew me well you would know that my ancestor was never a Katona and to speak as if he was, is a sign of disrespect."

???: "Well no shit, why'd ya think I said it?"

The man then charged at Farkas again this time, trying to deliver punches to Farkas's face, only to have them blocked. It wasn't until the man ended up grabbing Farkas and tossing him against the wall with the broken light. Farkas felt concussed, however, snapped back to his senses as he saw a man charge at him ready to punch him directly in the face. It was then Farkas reacted by moving his head aside to make the man punch the wall, though when he punched the wall a crater the size of his head formed in its place. Farkas was shocked at the man's strength to do that much damage, however, instead of thinking about it too long, Farkas retaliated by kneeing him in the stomach. The man recoiled and Farkas began getting the upper hand again and began delivering blow after blow. The man ended up falling to the ground, Farkas gathered himself before going over to finish him off and restrain him. Suddenly once again the man started to get back up, though this time his hood began to slowly come off as the man began to gather himself. Farkas stopped as he was left shocked at the identity of the person who stood before him.

Farkas: "What the fuck? How is this possible? After all this time? It's you!? You were dead!"

???: "FUCK! Ya really did it this time! I really didn't want people to know! Guess ya leave me no choice old man."

Suddenly again Farkas's com device ended up malfunctioned and ended up electrocuting him. It was nothing bad, however, it gave the man the opportunity to attack again. Farkas immediately caught the mans arm but this time, when Farkas tried to attack him, the man dislocates his arm allowing him to get behind Farkas and deliver an elbow to the back of his head, it made Farkas recoil and it allows the man then keep delivering blows onto him with his one arm and a few kicks. It wasn't until the man finally kicked Farkas into the wall where the broken light was again is when Farkas was knocked out unconscious. The man afterward began to catch his breath as he got done, though not keeping his guard down at all. He then takes his arm and then uses it to relocate his other arm back into place, the man then reacts to the sharp pain he feels.

???: "Damn it all that bloody hurts! Well, shit, I'm really sorry you made me do this Captain. I'm afraid you left me no choice. You cant hear me probably cuz your knockout cold but, don't worry ya won't die nor am I going to kill ya. I want to say though that keep this a secret between me and ya for a little bit alright? After all, this is done I'll let you do what you need to do. Until then, don't get in my way K?"

With that the man puts on his hood again and begins walking over to the fire escape and makes his way down to the ground where the palace is not too far from now.

[GreatOceania]

Arriving was the leader of Oceania known either as the Wise-Leader or Big Brother his true name was Bob and was the only robotic being there accompany him was his right hand man and personal guard Torp who instead opted to wear a suit and tie and an ear piece instead the usual Civil Control uniform.

“I hate arriving late it also means that you might have to make up for it in some way later on” Bob said “in the mean time just observe and occasionally converse with the other fellow representatives here we must be on our best behavior”

[CONGOlese republic]

Mwebu Kangu was lost, he was trying to find the place, but he couldn't. So he would call the Aursian embassy in Lisamia to inform them about this.

[Janpia]

Rep. Stevreschka of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps hold his cane tightly, as he arrived into the place with his 2 bodyguards, all armed with Janpian swords. He kept his bowler cap lowered, and only wore it as he steps out of the vehicle. Indeed, his fashion is quite different from the rest of the Diplomatic Corps as he wears a long black coat, a bowler cap, some luxurious-looking cane, his corp's ranks on his shoulder, all but retaining the badge of the Party on his chest. Needless to say, he is wearing something quite fancy than your average Janpian Diplomatic Corps member, for this simple reason: He is one of the high ranking members of the Corps, only seen next to the Commissar of the Ministry of International Communications. As such, the Janpian Diplomatic Corps knew how important this would be for the Lisamia and Janpian relations, as it attended to witness Petra gets declared as the new Ceszarist. Though of course, given that monarchy is viewed as counter-revolutionary, the Janpian Diplomatic Corps would still consider sending a member for the sake of keeping relations with a fellow KTO member-state.

His guards and he are greeted by security at the front who then open the door for the group allowing them to enter. Before entering one member of the seucrity speaks to him.

Security: "Your seat is in row 3 on the left sir Stev- Stevrech- SIR!"

The guard just gave up on trying to pronounce their name. Probably should've gone through the names to pronounce them, to begin with.

Rep. Stevreschka gave a small laugh, all while maintaining his elegance over his cane. Indeed it is true that his name is unpronounceable, that his colleagues often shorten his name to Stev or Steschk. Acting diplomatically, he gave a small smiling reply

Rep. Stevreschka:"Ah. Thank you! Just call me Stev by the way"

He slightly lifts his cane as a small sign of greeting and proceeded with his guards inside. Though of course, while the rest of the security team has guns, Stevreschka's security detail is more formal... too formal, given that they only have swords and not much body protection. Going onwards, Stevreschka began to see familiar faces inside such as General Mwebu and Laura Ortiz. Though of course, he also saw the Liberal Olpenese representatives, which he personally despises so much. He entered the room to try socially mingle with the representatives.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

As the guest finally arrived and got ready for the ceremony, Petra could be seen making her way to the staging area to begin the crowning. Nervous at first but she couldnt help but feel off in a way, like something wasnt right. The Lisamian government officals began taking their seats and waited. The only person to stand was Stefan Juhasz who would grant the honor of crowning his sister. The room fell silent as the ceremony began, the Katona guard stood near the door in preparation and waited for her arrival. When suddenly the doors opened, The soldiers stood and saluted towards each other. Petra then walked down the aisle wearing the white and gold military uniform which had many decortive medals attached. Even the Golden Star of St.Klara which can be seen worn in the center outfit. Along with her saber at her side, she walked towards the front. After making it to the front where her brother stood in front of her. She then unsheathed her saber and then kneeled down. She then held out the sword to him and then bowed. He then had took the sword from her, and then Stefan began by dubbing Petra and then speaking.

Stefan: "As promised by the wishes of our late majesty she wishes for her eldest to take up the throne. Throughout your life, you have faced numerous challenges, which god has rewarded by giving you this opportunity to finally lead your people. Do you swear to lead your people once more to a better tomorrow and to ensure stability, in not only your nation but in your people's faith?"

Petra: "I do."

Stefan, using the saber, then went to the other shoulder and began to speak again.

Stefan: "Do you promise if need be to make the same sacrifice for your people, as our lord Jesus Christ has done on the cross? To never compromise your faith, and to be the holy leader of your people and to guide them to heaven?"

Petra: "I do"

Stefan: "With both god, St.Klara, and the people here. I hand you this blade, which will not be used to take the lives of the innocent but to command and lead your people to strike down the devils and the sinners of this world. That is not only the code given to the Katona but as well as the Ceszarist of our holy nation."

Stefan then brought it back towards Petra, allowing her to grab onto it. She then slowly got back up, stood before her brother, and then turned around towards the crowd. When she did so, everyone stood. Then she took the sword using one hand and held it above her and then spoke.

Petra: "Haza Lziská! (Forwards Lisamia)"

After she shouted, the Katona guard repeated. She sheathed the saber back in place and then slowly makes her way down and began to leave as the Katona guard followed behind her. When she left and was out of sight, people were allowed to move and go into the reception hall if they needed to.

[Gonswanza]

Laura Ortiz just so happens to take her seat as the coronation began, though, she did question a few things. Yet, she kept her trap shut, as her guards hovered around. Once it was over, she simply rose and quietly walked off to the reception hall, wondering if perhaps she could try to pull KUN into a trade deal, while attempting to avoid Sombreland's own delegate to the best of her ability given that she was well aware of what they thought of her given their hastily written (in her own mind) letters attempting to express hostile intent.

Of course, she was also hoping to push her own ideals forwards, or even attempt to plant her influence in KUN, seeking to perhaps expand with promises of new things, like Gonswanzan hydroponic farms or drugs meant to help treat diseases like cancer or Alzheimer's. Yet, she had to meet Petra first, and pray she wasn't immediately scooped up by someone else. She also had to hope they didn't immediately reject her either, given her infamy.

Oh, how lovely it tasted. A poisonous treat so vile yet pleasing, a toxic addiction. All the hatred and attention, pure bliss to Laura's own crooked being.

[Sombreland]

Prince Orian raised his nose in the air and widened his eyes as Petra Juhasz came in. "Rhanno...Rhanno! Do you see?"

"See what, sir?" Rhanno asked, looking around.

"At who else?" demanded Prince Orian. "She is dressed like a man, Rhanno!"

"The good lady is no doubt of the conjoined military and courtly castes as is very customary outside the Kingdom, sir..." said Rhanno.

"But she is dressed and armed as a man," said Prince Dorian, keeping his composure as best he could. "I am sorry to say it Rhanno, truly sorry...but I see disaster rising from this coronation. Disaster."

In the strange ceremony that followed, however, he stood, acclaimed as appropriate, and he wished to be the first to congratulate the new monarch, and he went to do so with utter confidence.

With a magnificent bow, sweeping one arm before him, a leg cocking out perfectly, inclining his head gallantly, he said, "Most Majestic Ceszarist, my congratulations and admiration to you, not merely on behalf of myself...Prince Orian de Cressa, of Sombreland...but on behalf of Her Majestic Highness, the Princess-Regent Alavaine. May your reign be long. And may good relations between your realm and the Kingdom of Sombreland grow and strengthen."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Prince Orian raised his nose in the air and widened his eyes as Petra Juhasz came in. "Rhanno...Rhanno! Do you see?"

"See what, sir?" Rhanno asked, looking around.

"At who else?" demanded Prince Orian. "She is dressed like a man, Rhanno!"

"The good lady is no doubt of the conjoined military and courtly castes as is very customary outside the Kingdom, sir..." said Rhanno.

"But she is dressed and armed as a man," said Prince Dorian, keeping his composure as best he could. "I am sorry to say it Rhanno, truly sorry...but I see disaster rising from this coronation. Disaster."

In the strange ceremony that followed, however, he stood, acclaimed as appropriate, and he wished to be the first to congratulate the new monarch, and he went to do so with utter confidence.

With a magnificent bow, sweeping one arm before him, a leg cocking out perfectly, inclining his head gallantly, he said, "Most Majestic Ceszarist, my congratulations and admiration to you, not merely on behalf of myself...Prince Orian de Cressa, of Sombreland...but on behalf of Her Majestic Highness, the Princess-Regent Alavaine. May your reign be long. And may good relations between your realm and the Kingdom of Sombreland grow and strengthen."

Petra would begin to smile softly as if to cover up her worries. It made her happy to see other monarchs take part in such an event, to begin with. She bows her head back as a sign of respect and then begins to speak.

Petra: "You are too kind I must say. For that, I thank you for your admiration, Prince Orian if I may? I have heard a lot from Marshall Remeny about your nation. I can say that both the KUN and Sombreland are the same with the goals of creating a better future for not only our people but the world. I hope your presence here in Satsurika can spark a new era of relations between our two nations."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Laura Ortiz just so happens to take her seat as the coronation began, though, she did question a few things. Yet, she kept her trap shut, as her guards hovered around. Once it was over, she simply rose and quietly walked off to the reception hall, wondering if perhaps she could try to pull KUN into a trade deal, while attempting to avoid Sombreland's own delegate to the best of her ability given that she was well aware of what they thought of her given their hastily written (in her own mind) letters attempting to express hostile intent.

Of course, she was also hoping to push her own ideals forwards, or even attempt to plant her influence in KUN, seeking to perhaps expand with promises of new things, like Gonswanzan hydroponic farms or drugs meant to help treat diseases like cancer or Alzheimer's. Yet, she had to meet Petra first, and pray she wasn't immediately scooped up by someone else. She also had to hope they didn't immediately reject her either, given her infamy.

Oh, how lovely it tasted. A poisonous treat so vile yet pleasing, a toxic addiction. All the hatred and attention, pure bliss to Laura's own crooked being.

As she was walking a few men dressed in formal clothing walked over to her, closer up you can see a bulletproof vest covering them, not only that but the men were armed with Lisamian VE-02 burst pistols at the ready. The one in the center was fewer tanner gentlemen who looked to not be native to Lisamia but outside possibly from another Commonwealth State.

Christofen: "Ms.Ortiz, I am Christofen Sternritter, this is my fire team. We were assigned to assist in protecting you, under Marshall Remeny's orders I must add as well. Because of... Recent events... We have been tasked with your protection for that reason. As of now, we are now under your orders if there is something you are in need of or any concerns by any means. It is our duty to fulfill it."

Christofen seemed uneasy, you can definitely tell he did not feel happy with being assigned to this, however, it would appear soldiers gotta do what they gotta do. He has that look of "Maybe it won't be so bad?" on his face.

[Sombreland]

Petra would begin to smile softly as if to cover up her worries. It made her happy to see other monarchs take part in such an event, to begin with. She bows her head back as a sign of respect and then begins to speak.

Petra: "You are too kind I must say. For that, I thank you for your admiration, Prince Orian if I may? I have heard a lot from Marshall Remeny about your nation. I can say that both the KUN and Sombreland are the same with the goals of creating a better future for not only our people but the world. I hope your presence here in Satsurika can spark a new era of relations between our two nations."

"That, Madame, is precisely what the Princess-Regent hopes," he said gravely. "I realize that this is hardly the appropriate time, but do be assured of the support of Sombreland for your reign and for your hopes for your land's future. We seek friendship, alliance and good trade. I must admit, by the way, that I am fascinated by the sword you are bearing. What sword, if I may ask, is that, and what significance that you bear it today?"

As they spoke and walked, he appeared relaxed, and yet dignified, serious, and yet friendly, in his demeanor. His own little entourage trailed behind him. Rhanno was busy writing down the Prince's words, for, as the Prince was fond of saying, everything he did, or said, was history.

[Gonswanza]

Ortiz's own guards seem to eye the fireteam rather oddly from under their goggles, having donned balaclavas and goggles in place of the proper helmet given that this was a more formal party. Yet they retained the same androgynous armor, which made them look more like ninjas that were heavily armed.

In any case, Laura Ortiz seems surprised, twisting her face into that of suspicion and confusion, before she lets it go and relaxes herself upon hearing that they were now under her command. With a gesture, the PSG surrounding her move out to keep a gap between themselves and herself.

"Follow me, keep an eye out for any hostile parties. Notably the ones from Sombreland... While I have picked up hostile letters from them and livid demands, I suspect they could just as easily jump at an open chance to strike me down. Especially when they could do so and claim it to be righteous and just given their barbaric views and customs. Aside from that, if you spot anyone as pale as death, almost zombie-like, shoot them on sight. Those disgusting sub-human rebels calling themselves the "Forgotten" are more than eager to have my head, even more so than those from nations that wish to oppose my righteous rule. Walk with my guards, if they fire upon someone, give them support. Engage any and all hostile targets within sight. Do not care for permission to fire, because that moment of hesitation will cost you or I or us both our lives."

A simple, direct order, delivered with a stiff face, a stiff tone, and an equally stiff stature, as the former commander spoke to her newly arrived loyal little soldiers. Yet, she would simply dismiss them to carry on with their mission given a single word, before she attempts to wade through the bodies to get at Petra, only to keep her distance as she was occupied.

Well, won't this get interesting... Even as Laura Ortiz herself was floating around nearby, like a shadow, waiting to sweep in upon her next victim.

[South Olpen]

Tristan Guillot, tall and slender, marched to the reception hall. He ordered a hot black coffee with 5 espresso shots, taking it down in only a few sips. He goes to the bathroom and washes his face, coming out refreshed. He looked for someone to speak with, his guards around him.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Petra would begin to smile softly as if to cover up her worries. It made her happy to see other monarchs take part in such an event, to begin with. She bows her head back as a sign of respect and then begins to speak.

Petra: "You are too kind I must say. For that, I thank you for your admiration, Prince Orian if I may? I have heard a lot from Marshall Remeny about your nation. I can say that both the KUN and Sombreland are the same with the goals of creating a better future for not only our people but the world. I hope your presence here in Satsurika can spark a new era of relations between our two nations."

"That, Madame, is precisely what the Princess-Regent hopes," he said gravely. "I realize that this is hardly the appropriate time, but do be assured of the support of Sombreland for your reign and for your hopes for your land's future. We seek friendship, alliance and good trade. I must admit, by the way, that I am fascinated by the sword you are bearing. What sword, if I may ask, is that, and what significance that you bear it today?"

As they spoke and walked, he appeared relaxed, and yet dignified, serious, and yet friendly, in his demeanor. His own little entourage trailed behind him. Rhanno was busy writing down the Prince's words, for, as the Prince was fond of saying, everything he did, or said, was history.

Petra felt a little more comfortable, given his tone and demeanor. She looks toward the saber as he pointed it out, she then grabs onto it with the sheath still attached, to let him see the engravings.

Petra: "Why I'm glad you ask, this is well, what we call a szostrze. To foreigners, it may be hard to pronounce but this blade originates all the way back to when Lisamia was first founded. We used materials from the nearby Eastern mountains near Satsurika in order to forge them. For centuries we have used them for the use of combat. By the time we began getting gunpowder weapons, however, they became the last resort and were the least effective weapons at our disposal. By the time the 1900s rolled around the blades were really only given to our military officers and other government officials for use in combat or for ceremonial purposes. The blade you see before you were once my mothers, she cared dearly for it, because it once belonged to my grandfather. When he passed it was given to her, and so when she had passed she gave it to me. If I really wanted to, I could've just made a szostrze out of pure gold, and not even then would it be worth as much as the blade you see before me. It is special to me, and as long as I stand and live I will live by this blade, as my mother had done before me.

After getting done talking she then put her back in place on her side. Giving a soft smile afterward, and a slight chuckle.

Petra: "Heh... Apologies... That last part sounded a bit corny. It's also just nice to see people have an interest in such things as my blade. I appreciate it a lot seriously."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Ortiz's own guards seem to eye the fireteam rather oddly from under their goggles, having donned balaclavas and goggles in place of the proper helmet given that this was a more formal party. Yet they retained the same androgynous armor, which made them look more like ninjas that were heavily armed.

In any case, Laura Ortiz seems surprised, twisting her face into that of suspicion and confusion, before she lets it go and relaxes herself upon hearing that they were now under her command. With a gesture, the PSG surrounding her move out to keep a gap between themselves and herself.

"Follow me, keep an eye out for any hostile parties. Notably the ones from Sombreland... While I have picked up hostile letters from them and livid demands, I suspect they could just as easily jump at an open chance to strike me down. Especially when they could do so and claim it to be righteous and just given their barbaric views and customs. Aside from that, if you spot anyone as pale as death, almost zombie-like, shoot them on sight. Those disgusting sub-human rebels calling themselves the "Forgotten" are more than eager to have my head, even more so than those from nations that wish to oppose my righteous rule. Walk with my guards, if they fire upon someone, give them support. Engage any and all hostile targets within sight. Do not care for permission to fire, because that moment of hesitation will cost you or I or us both our lives."

A simple, direct order, delivered with a stiff face, a stiff tone, and an equally stiff stature, as the former commander spoke to her newly arrived loyal little soldiers. Yet, she would simply dismiss them to carry on with their mission given a single word, before she attempts to wade through the bodies to get at Petra, only to keep her distance as she was occupied.

Well, won't this get interesting... Even as Laura Ortiz herself was floating around nearby, like a shadow, waiting to sweep in upon her next victim.

The group looked at each other after being given some very bizarre, yet specific orders. It kinda caught Christofen off guard, though he felt annoyed feeling the person in front of them has any right to talk about others as being sub-human

Christofen: "With all due respect madam, spitting your rants out, I should've mentioned is the one thing that doesn't come in the protection pack. That said, however, protection does. You need other things such as fetching drinks, food or even reading a bedtime story to you. We'll be able to do so, just don't spit your manifesto to us is all we ask."

That all said, Christofen signaled the group to follow the orders given and begin the operation of protecting the President in case of an attack.