The Crowning of Petra Juhasz IC

[The United Empire of Exucular]

As expected, three guards once more come towards the Emperor as one decides to check him while the other two stand guard.

Guard: "Apologizes sir but this is just protocol, I'm going to need that ID and invitation please, I would very much appreciate your cooperation."

The guard would hold out his hand for the ID and invitation. The guard had a worried look on his face, more than the other guards who were around him. It would even appear the situation at hand was something very serious.

When the three guardsmen approached The Emperors servicemen moved to block their path. Quickly he raised his hand to signal his entourage to make way. He stepped to the front and stood before the guards with ID and invitation in hand.

“It won’t be a problem. Please take a look.”

He noticed the look on the man’s face and tried to pry for information.

“Tell me sir. Has something happened? A moment ago the mood was quite festive and now it seems on edge. Anything you can tell me?”

[Gonswanza]

"Tsk. Guards, protect Petra! Add more layers to her, given I feel that it could be some of those scum crawling in from the woodwork, trying to take a stab at her."

What scum that was exactly, she refused to elaborate as she reveals her military ID and invitation, though the ID showed a slightly younger Ortiz, in a helmet and camo uniform, seeming tired with sunken eyes. Yet, it was her, the poor thing. Her own guards move to protect Petra, however, leaving Ortiz exposed. Yet, they'd still dedicate themselves to protecting her, even if she IS armed. Heck, it would be a mistake to fuck with her...

"Oh, and motor vehicles? The non-military ones are for civilian use, granted, Gonswanzans prefer utility over style. You won't see a Gonwanzan drooling over a luxury car after all. But a 4x4 that can climb mountains? They'd probably attempt to marry it. Plus, your average posh luxury car would probably fold into a cube of scrap if it struck a rodent or runs into a sign. A GRS vehicle meanwhile will mow through several cars without stopping, along with a train. Again, utility over style. It may look nice and expensive but it's not too useful, versus a literal brick on four wheels that can drag a house along and keep on trucking even with several parts removed and a dozen more breaking down due to poor maintenance, with decades of neglect."

Though skeptical when given the ID, looking both back and forth over again. The guard would hand back the invitation and ID seeing that it is indeed her.

Guard: "Apologises madam, but thank you for your cooperation at the moment."

The guard walks off while the other two linger around Petra to ensure her safety, Petra though would feel almost overwhelmed and feels like she needs to go talk to Ayazan about this but yet she feels like she is stuck right at the moment where she is.

Petra: "If these vehicles are what you say they are, I think lots of us in western Lisamia would really admire such a car such as that... I'm sorry, just a moment. I just feel kinda off at the moment, this is all coming in too fast I mean, it's all not making any sense. As for you, are you sure that you are fine giving up some of your security? You don't have to... I think id be just fine at the moment.

Petra almost felt mentally tired, like something was just gonna blow up in her face. Meanwhile, the man continues to blend in with the crowd, evading anyone that might figure out anything. Judging, by the buffing of security and the checks, however, it would appear that they did find Farkas battered. He wonders to himself if he told them about him being here, that just gave the stranger more of a reason to hurry and make it over as soon as possible. Though not to be too reckless. While in the crowd he sees Petra, who of which is standing next to that bastard of a dictator Oritz, he might as well have a chat with her as well while he would be there. Through them still being a little bit further away and needing to evade guards, and lastly, now he's on a time limit he needs to get over there.

Ortiz sighs, perhaps it was mere impulse rather than reason, but she gestures for her guards to be recalled. Now back to her side, they stay on alert, while Laura rests a hand upon her pistol,should someone be begging for a quick dose of lead.

"No, you're right, it is perhaps a bit unnecessary. I'll let you rest from this sudden turn of events, Petra. But do take care!"

That's all she could say before she gets a call, something about some diplomatic matters as she turns around, only to start barking with fury in Spanish. A long string of insults and wrath, as Ortiz grew red in the face, while her own guards huddle up around the angry dictator to try to save face before she calms herself, fixing up her hair.

[Janpia]

Though of course, Rep. Stevreschka can't just stand idle. Looking at the people around him, he was quite piqued or curious with the Olpenese representative, given that they called themselves fascist, but by the Party's political criteria, they are nothing more than neo-liberals, which Stevreschka regarded as fascist enablers. He chucked in his cane and approached Tristan.

Rep. Stevreschka:"I believe we haven't met, miss... Tristan wasn't it? I would say that I am quite curious as to whom you represent. Regardless, it's a shame for me to not formally greet myself. I am Rep. Stevreschka, a member of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps. You may call me Stev, as a nickname of sorts"

Stev smiled as reached out his hands for a handshake, with his other hand holding the cane on his back. He stood there in an elegant and cultured manner. Given that he is a representative of Janpia, and a high ranking member of the Corps after all.

Guillots smile turned slowly to a forced grimmace. He had a feeling the representative knew that he was a man, and that Tristan was not a last name. The Party had killed Haramunans over just about less.
"Mr. Guillot, Representative. The Party is Olpen's foremost patriotic party. The Party, under the leadership of Le Dictateur, wishes to forgo any needless labels of the enemy, whether it be an ethnicity or a religion or a sexuality. In the opinion of the Party, the only enemies of the state are those who will not give the entirety of their being to the Party and the State. Those people must be captured, used, and exterminated. Is that sufficient, Mr. Representative?"

Rep. Stevreschka is a bit surprised upon knowing that the Olpenese Representative is a man. Though of course, putting it to perspective, he does know quite a few friends who are transgenders or crossdressers back in Janpia, so it doesn't really concern him much. Putting that aside, he gave a small grin on to Sir Guillot's response, almost like he took his words for a joke.

Rep. Stevreschka:"You do realize my party notes every word you say, Sir Guillot?"

He reveals his cane behind his back and stands in a relaxed manner

Rep. Stevreschka:"Though your response makes me curious. Given that the enemies of the state are those who are against your Party, does that mean Janpia as a whole, who is lead by another Party, an enemy of the Olpenese state?"

[Sons of Liberty]

Bishop began walking back to sit. When he sat down he recieved an urgent phone call. It was one of his friends. His name is Mikov.

Bishop: "What is it?"

Mikov: "Bishop... We made some success on the mars mission... But one thing."

Bishop: "Come on... Spit out? Cat got your tongue."

Mikov: "We found weird things on the planet you might want to see this... I will send it to you."

Mikov Sent Bishop a video of an alien.... Tall, Black, it's was acting like a savage. Bishop's phone audio was loud so he lowered it, He lowered his phone looking around he got up walking backwards he told his guards to follow him. He found an unoccupied room so he asked his officer and his guards to not allow anyone inside..... Well.... It wasn't actually an alien... He sent him video of a woman getting it by a black man.

Bishop: "MIKOV! You.... Fucker.... Don't do this shit again."

Mikov: "Hahahahaha! The Way you sound right now.... How is the party my friend."

Bishop: "Seriously Mikov... Don't do this. It's not funny... It's not a party it's some crowning."

Mikov: "Hmm? Who is it?'

Bishop: "The Crowning of Petra Juhasz..."

Mikov: "Sounds interesting! Let me know what happens... Got to go now. Don't forget to record it."

Michael Bishop closed to phone cursing on Mikov he left the room and his guards followed him.. He sat down still looking around the place and praying nobody heard the video. "Fucking Mikov...."

Three guards ended up walking towards Bishop, them meaning business, the one in the middle speaks up.

Guard: "Sir I apologize, at the moment we are going to have to see your ID and invitation, please. There would appear to be some sort of mistake among guests and so we wish to ensure the safety of our governing body as well as the Ceszarist. That said we need to have to go through a security check with you.

The guard says holding out his hand, while other guards watch around their surroundings.

Three of Bishop's guards standing eight foot tall stood infront of the guards but Michael Bishop backed them off.

Bishop: "Guys back off we don't want to cause trouble here...."

Bishop: "Okay gentlemen here you go... I had to make a private phone call in one of the empty rooms..."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

As expected, three guards once more come towards the Emperor as one decides to check him while the other two stand guard.

Guard: "Apologizes sir but this is just protocol, I'm going to need that ID and invitation please, I would very much appreciate your cooperation."

The guard would hold out his hand for the ID and invitation. The guard had a worried look on his face, more than the other guards who were around him. It would even appear the situation at hand was something very serious.

When the three guardsmen approached The Emperors servicemen moved to block their path. Quickly he raised his hand to signal his entourage to make way. He stepped to the front and stood before the guards with ID and invitation in hand.

“It won’t be a problem. Please take a look.”

He noticed the look on the man’s face and tried to pry for information.

“Tell me, sir. Has something happened? A moment ago the mood was quite festive and now it seems on edge. Anything you can tell me?”

As the guard looked over, he would begin answering the Emperor's question

Guard: "Well, I'm afraid details are considered classified and orders are not to be shared with anyone other than the Szpada and the Marshall at this time. I will say though, I highly suggest, keeping a close eye on your men and on people around you for any suspicious persons."

The guard handed back the ID and invitation to the Emperor.

Guard: "Y-you seem to be all cleared sir, please carry on and please up hear my warning."

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Though skeptical when given the ID, looking both back and forth over again. The guard would hand back the invitation and ID seeing that it is indeed her.

Guard: "Apologises madam, but thank you for your cooperation at the moment."

The guard walks off while the other two linger around Petra to ensure her safety, Petra though would feel almost overwhelmed and feels like she needs to go talk to Ayazan about this but yet she feels like she is stuck right at the moment where she is.

Petra: "If these vehicles are what you say they are, I think lots of us in western Lisamia would really admire such a car such as that... I'm sorry, just a moment. I just feel kinda off at the moment, this is all coming in too fast I mean, it's all not making any sense. As for you, are you sure that you are fine giving up some of your security? You don't have to... I think id be just fine at the moment.

Petra almost felt mentally tired, like something was just gonna blow up in her face. Meanwhile, the man continues to blend in with the crowd, evading anyone that might figure out anything. Judging, by the buffing of security and the checks, however, it would appear that they did find Farkas battered. He wonders to himself if he told them about him being here, that just gave the stranger more of a reason to hurry and make it over as soon as possible. Though not to be too reckless. While in the crowd he sees Petra, who of which is standing next to that bastard of a dictator Oritz, he might as well have a chat with her as well while he would be there. Through them still being a little bit further away and needing to evade guards, and lastly, now he's on a time limit he needs to get over there.

Ortiz sighs, perhaps it was mere impulse rather than reason, but she gestures for her guards to be recalled. Now back to her side, they stay on alert, while Laura rests a hand upon her pistol,should someone be begging for a quick dose of lead.

"No, you're right, it is perhaps a bit unnecessary. I'll let you rest from this sudden turn of events, Petra. But do take care!"

That's all she could say before she gets a call, something about some diplomatic matters as she turns around, only to start barking with fury in Spanish. A long string of insults and wrath, as Ortiz grew red in the face, while her own guards huddle up around the angry dictator to try to save face before she calms herself, fixing up her hair.

Petra: "Please be careful then Oritz, I don't know what to think of the situation."

When Ortiz left Petra began walking over to Ayazan for more details, seeing he wouldn't turn her down hopefully. Meanwhile, Ortiz along with her guards ready for anything. A man began to approach her. A man with an eye patch and a nicely made suit and tie. He knew not to go towards her to hastly as that would only mean death at the hands of such dictator, especally since he couldnt help but be hesitant when the Spanish being unleashed on her phone did sound pleasant. Though approach her at a distance to hopefully talk.

???: “Well I'll be damned if it ain't the devil herself huh? Got some guts showing your face around here after the shit ya ordered. I'm half surprised those guts ain't spillin out of ya. Sorry for being so rude, but let's be fair respect shouldn't be given to the likes of us. Excuse my ramblin though, I'd just wanna talk to ya and get out of ya hair if ya don't mind?”

The man had tan skin, and didn't look like he was from Gonswanza or any other nation other than Lisamia, so it checked out that he could possibly be Lisamian. The man spoke as if he knew her personally, yet doubted even Ortiz could remember such a face. What he wanted from her would be something she would have to find out. Though seeing her unpredictability, he kept his hand inside his suit pocket, as if he was holding something.

[Gonswanza]

Her guards were quick to respond, practically forcing themselves before the dictator as she backs off, cutting the call short with a strange gesture made to her own units. Of course, upon hearing them talk, she keeps them behind a shield of bodies, armored, armed, ready to dispatch the stranger, given her rather tense reactions. Even if she were the devil, she knew of her own mortality.

"-And what could you possibly want from me? I've never met you in my life... I'd shoot you right here, but to be frank, that would only be calling for a quick end to me."

She was... Erratic. Shifty, even. One moment she's chewing out staff, the next? Like a scared hamster, hiding behind a wall.

Yet, the guards did not care for him or his gestures, though they stood ready to kill, stone-faced under their masks. Dead silent, too. The stranger was clearly outnumbered and outgunned, hence, it would be foolish to even consider gambling against them... Much less the insane dictator herself.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Her guards were quick to respond, practically forcing themselves before the dictator as she backs off, cutting the call short with a strange gesture made to her own units. Of course, upon hearing them talk, she keeps them behind a shield of bodies, armored, armed, ready to dispatch the stranger, given her rather tense reactions. Even if she were the devil, she knew of her own mortality.

"-And what could you possibly want from me? I've never met you in my life... I'd shoot you right here, but to be frank, that would only be calling for a quick end to me."

She was... Erratic. Shifty, even. One moment she's chewing out staff, the next? Like a scared hamster, hiding behind a wall.

Yet, the guards did not care for him or his gestures, though they stood ready to kill, stone-faced under their masks. Dead silent, too. The stranger was clearly outnumbered and outgunned, hence, it would be foolish to even consider gambling against them... Much less the insane dictator herself.

The man who stood before them didn't even flinch, and he began to chuckle at such a response that she ordered. In a way, she would be right to hide, given the way he talked.

???: "Ha, ya think this isn't the first time Ive had muliple guns pointed at me? Want me to tell ya? Want me to explain how many shot? Want me to explain how many survived after firing at me? Sorry, ya got me all fired up now is all. Dont worry Oritz Im not hear to kill ya, or harm ya either. Just wanna talk, ya now. A devil to a devil.

The man grinned, though inside he started to play out scenarios in his head in case of something that does go down. Though it was more of the voices he still kept his mind in check and did not make those thoughts a reality.

???: “Well I wanted to talk to you because let's be honest, look around ya. None of them are in the same world we are in. They dont know what it feels like nor understand why we do the things we do, some questionable shit yes, but its just something we either cant control or we can just wont. We are broken, we are damned to this world. So, why not damn it back no?"

[Gonswanza]

"Then perhaps you could speak your name and grant me power, or remain a coward. Unlike you, I seek the fame of infamy. I desire the forbidden fruit, chasing after that sweet toxic delight. Every day that the world cowers in fear of me, with myself living rent-free in their minds, is another day I get to live in bliss, knowing that nothing can touch me. So, what have you? Surely you aren't of the dragonhearts, who were purged promptly, or of some other delirious force wanting to touch the sun only to bury themselves with their mistakes."

She's staying behind the guards for now, though one of them seems to shake their head at the man, perhaps spotting where his hand was. Unlike past armed guards, these actually had armor. Not that it would spare them from a bomb, but enough armor to shrug off a rifle round. A pistol round would be nothing... And a blade even less so.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

"Then perhaps you could speak your name and grant me power, or remain a coward. Unlike you, I seek the fame of infamy. I desire the forbidden fruit, chasing after that sweet toxic delight. Every day that the world cowers in fear of me, with myself living rent-free in their minds, is another day I get to live in bliss, knowing that nothing can touch me. So, what have you? Surely you aren't of the dragonhearts, who were purged promptly, or of some other delirious force wanting to touch the sun only to bury themselves with their mistakes."

She's staying behind the guards for now, though one of them seems to shake their head at the man, perhaps spotting where his hand was. Unlike past armed guards, these actually had armor. Not that it would spare them from a bomb, but enough armor to shrug off a rifle round. A pistol round would be nothing... And a blade even less so.

???: "And does infamy mean standing behind your men as if you are a cowardly child meeting a stranger for the first time? How pathetic of a butcher, whatever happened to be unfazed of death even if it meant literally consuming nuclear waste just to prove you are immortal or slaughterin a man's bloodline just because he breathed the wrong way? Call me a coward all you wish Ortiz, I'm the one ready to die even in the face of a reaper. The world, however, will slowly begin to forget about us. Ya might live in infamy but later on, when you have eventually passed, your grave was forgotten. You will be forgotten as some poor chaps dog pisses upon your unmarked grave. At the end of the day, you hide behind your mask, because inside Ortiz you are nothing. I will say, that I will grant my name, though at the moment. Depending on how things play out, I'll tell ya."

The man started to slowly get serious, almost with a blank expression. Like he wasn't even human, to begin with, though messing around with his jacket pocket and seeing one of the guards who probably appears cold as ice, is inside quivering in fear at the idea of the unknown, and if it could lead to death.

???: "So Ortiz besides the insults that we spew at each other, are you ready to hear me out, or are we goin to play Mexican standoff? Cuz I got my finger on the trigger."

[Gonswanza]

"Fine, fine. Shoot. What do you have for me, stranger? Gehehe..."

A hint of insanity, a persona revealing itself, yet she maintains her composure, the guards holding the line. They were not human, but mere puppets controlled by this psychotic dictator. Emotionless pawns, in essence.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

"Fine, fine. Shoot. What do you have for me, stranger? Gehehe..."

A hint of insanity, a persona revealing itself, yet she maintains her composure, the guards holding the line. They were not human, but mere puppets controlled by this psychotic dictator. Emotionless pawns, in essence.

???: “tsk, finally..”

In a split second the man switch in a split second. Chancing from some pychopath to a simple, and sane person. Clearing his throat he would begin to speak

???: “Look… Ill cut to the chase, for ya aight? Let me get serious for a moment. Does the name Nadia Gutierrez ringin a bell? She was a peacekeeper in Hawaii before ya personally sent her to the DMZ, intending for her to die bein your aren dog. She saved my life back there and ever since then, she's done a lot for me. I want ya to guarantee if she returns, whether it be here in the KUN or in Gonswanza that she wont get killed off by your country. That’s all I ask from you.”

The man’s face would turn to something more concerned look. Hoping the unreasonable and unpredictable psychopath in front of him would at least be sane enough to hear him out and would strike a deal. He knew who and what he was dealing with, the devil herself.

[Gonswanza]

"Fine, fine. Shoot. What do you have for me, stranger? Gehehe..."

A hint of insanity, a persona revealing itself, yet she maintains her composure, the guards holding the line. They were not human, but mere puppets controlled by this psychotic dictator. Emotionless pawns, in essence.

???: “tsk, finally..”

In a split second the man switch in a split second. Chancing from some pychopath to a simple, and scramble person. Clearing his throat he would begin to speak

???: “Look… Ill cut to the chase, for ya aight? Let me get serious for a moment. Does the name Nadia Gutierrez ringin a bell? She was a peacekeeper in Hawaii before ya personally sent her to the DMZ, intending for her to die bein your aren dog. She saved my life back there and ever since then, she's done a lot for me. I want ya to guarantee if she returns, whether it be here in the KUN or in Gonswanza that she wont get killed off by your country. That’s all I ask from you.”

The man’s face would turn to something more concerned look. Hoping the unreasonable and unpredictable psychopath in front of him would at least be sane enough to hear him out and would strike a deal. He knew who and what he was dealing with, the devil herself.

"Nadia? Nadia... Oh, sweet little Nadia..."

She seems to gesture as if in prayer, a mock prayer, almost mocking her name before snapping up into a sudden flare of hatred.

"NADIA! THAT TRAITOR! She abandoned her post and wounded several of her own just to flee from service! Even under the peacekeepers, a 'second chance', a 'redemption' if you will, she despised every fucking minute of it. I wanted her ass dead, and I still do. The judge offered a second opinion, but here we are. She's lost in the zone for a reason, we do not intend for her to return. If she returns, she's your little bundle of shit that you will need to take care of. She is no longer a Gonswanzan citizen under my reign. She freely tossed away her right to breathe from the moment she turned on those men. So my word is final. If she sets foot upon Gonswanzan soil, she's as good as dead, sir."

A rather stiff and heavy delivery, dripping with poison, though Laura almost drew her saber from that fit. The theatrics of making a small show out of this, the blatant gestures... Wasted, if not for adding to her mild case of schizophrenia.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

???: “tsk, finally..”

In a split second the man switch in a split second. Chancing from some pychopath to a simple, and scramble person. Clearing his throat he would begin to speak

???: “Look… Ill cut to the chase, for ya aight? Let me get serious for a moment. Does the name Nadia Gutierrez ringin a bell? She was a peacekeeper in Hawaii before ya personally sent her to the DMZ, intending for her to die bein your aren dog. She saved my life back there and ever since then, she's done a lot for me. I want ya to guarantee if she returns, whether it be here in the KUN or in Gonswanza that she wont get killed off by your country. That’s all I ask from you.”

The man’s face would turn to something more concerned look. Hoping the unreasonable and unpredictable psychopath in front of him would at least be sane enough to hear him out and would strike a deal. He knew who and what he was dealing with, the devil herself.

"Nadia? Nadia... Oh, sweet little Nadia..."

She seems to gesture as if in prayer, a mock prayer, almost mocking her name before snapping up into a sudden flare of hatred.

"NADIA! THAT TRAITOR! She abandoned her post and wounded several of her own just to flee from service! Even under the peacekeepers, a 'second chance', a 'redemption' if you will, she despised every fucking minute of it. I wanted her ass dead, and I still do. The judge offered a second opinion, but here we are. She's lost in the zone for a reason, we do not intend for her to return. If she returns, she's your little bundle of shit that you will need to take care of. She is no longer a Gonswanzan citizen under my reign. She freely tossed away her right to breathe from the moment she turned on those men. So my word is final. If she sets foot upon Gonswanzan soil, she's as good as dead, sir."

A rather stiff and heavy delivery, dripping with poison, though Laura almost drew her saber from that fit. The theatrics of making a small show out of this, the blatant gestures... Wasted, if not for adding to her mild case of schizophrenia.

People around her began to stare at her, with the sudden burst and began to whisper as if talking about her

???: “You don’t have to worry about her then, she’ll be fine here then. All I wanted hear was that she was not to be harmed in anyway if she were to leave the zone. Since though you seem so passionate about it however, what I’m getting is she’s allowed to return as long as she isn’t stepping on your land.”

The man smiled softly knowing that Nad would be ok now. It was a breathe of sweet relief knowing that now she can be free, as long it isn’t in Gonswanza.

???: “So final statement. She won’t be harmed as long she never shows her face in Gonswanza again right? I wanna hear you say it.”

[Gonswanza]

"So long as she never sets foot within my land or within my sight, yes. Otherwise I'll have her organs HARVESTED! Her skin ripped to shreds, every second of her life in blinding agony until I decide when she dies. So long as she is beyond Gonswanza, she is safe. But mark my words, she will find a way to slip back, and if she does... She's as good as dead."

Ortiz seems to cool down from the outburst, soon walking off perhaps to grab a smoke, or take in something to settle her mind, regardless of whether or not it was actually legal. She no longer cared, with the flames of wrath still burning in her eyes, her guards hesitating to follow, perhaps out of mild fear for her.

After all, she could wish the same upon them at will. And it would happen.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

"So long as she never sets foot within my land or within my sight, yes. Otherwise I'll have her organs HARVESTED! Her skin ripped to shreds, every second of her life in blinding agony until I decide when she dies. So long as she is beyond Gonswanza, she is safe. But mark my words, she will find a way to slip back, and if she does... She's as good as dead."

Ortiz seems to cool down from the outburst, soon walking off perhaps to grab a smoke, or take in something to settle her mind, regardless of whether or not it was actually legal. She no longer cared, with the flames of wrath still burning in her eyes, her guards hesitating to follow, perhaps out of mild fear for her.

After all, she could wish the same upon them at will. And it would happen.

The man would smile knowing now Nad would be safe. Though seeing the smokes. He hadn’t had one since he got here.

???: “Mind if I had one of those smokes too? Been awhile since I had one since I got here? Don’t worry about lighters I have one already.”

The man said holding out his hand so he could possibly get one. At this point the man was desperate for one.

[South Olpen]

Guillots smile turned slowly to a forced grimmace. He had a feeling the representative knew that he was a man, and that Tristan was not a last name. The Party had killed Haramunans over just about less.
"Mr. Guillot, Representative. The Party is Olpen's foremost patriotic party. The Party, under the leadership of Le Dictateur, wishes to forgo any needless labels of the enemy, whether it be an ethnicity or a religion or a sexuality. In the opinion of the Party, the only enemies of the state are those who will not give the entirety of their being to the Party and the State. Those people must be captured, used, and exterminated. Is that sufficient, Mr. Representative?"

Rep. Stevreschka is a bit surprised upon knowing that the Olpenese Representative is a man. Though of course, putting it to perspective, he does know quite a few friends who are transgenders or crossdressers back in Janpia, so it doesn't really concern him much. Putting that aside, he gave a small grin on to Sir Guillot's response, almost like he took his words for a joke.

Rep. Stevreschka:"You do realize my party notes every word you say, Sir Guillot?"

He reveals his cane behind his back and stands in a relaxed manner

Rep. Stevreschka:"Though your response makes me curious. Given that the enemies of the state are those who are against your Party, does that mean Janpia as a whole, who is lead by another Party, an enemy of the Olpenese state?"

Guillot stood. He did indeed know that the Representative was transferring his words, and he hoped they were.

"Indeed I do, Representative. And no, I, Le Dictateur, nor the Party believe Janpia nor most other states are enemies. Indeed, what I meant was that Olpenese subjects who do not give their all are enemies, just as no King or Emperor beleves the entirety of Earth to be the subjects, Le Dictateur does not expect the world to do so. Indeed, Janpians and Olpenese are mutually cooperative and are close comrades."

[Gonswanza]

"So long as she never sets foot within my land or within my sight, yes. Otherwise I'll have her organs HARVESTED! Her skin ripped to shreds, every second of her life in blinding agony until I decide when she dies. So long as she is beyond Gonswanza, she is safe. But mark my words, she will find a way to slip back, and if she does... She's as good as dead."

Ortiz seems to cool down from the outburst, soon walking off perhaps to grab a smoke, or take in something to settle her mind, regardless of whether or not it was actually legal. She no longer cared, with the flames of wrath still burning in her eyes, her guards hesitating to follow, perhaps out of mild fear for her.

After all, she could wish the same upon them at will. And it would happen.

The man would smile knowing now Nad would be safe. Though seeing the smokes. He hadn’t had one since he got here.

???: “Mind if I had one of those smokes too? Been awhile since I had one since I got here? Don’t worry about lighters I have one already.”

The man said holding out his hand so he could possibly get one. At this point the man was desperate for one.

Rather than herself, a guard instead offers him a rolled cigarette, having a strange blue filter and green roll with gold accents. With that, they'd soon leave him be, with Ortiz mumbling some curses perhaps, in a very different tongue. Yet, she had already begun smoking, before being ushered outside for the smoke.

The cig given to the man was rather normal, nothing odd here. I mean, it did seem a bit odd, though it was, unknown to him, laced with CBD and a little THC, the former would help him relax, the latter adds some more... "Fun" to it. Further relaxation, of course. Something to combat the stimulating effects of nicotine.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

The man would smile knowing now Nad would be safe. Though seeing the smokes. He hadn’t had one since he got here.

???: “Mind if I had one of those smokes too? Been awhile since I had one since I got here? Don’t worry about lighters I have one already.”

The man said holding out his hand so he could possibly get one. At this point the man was desperate for one.

Rather than herself, a guard instead offers him a rolled cigarette, having a strange blue filter and green roll with gold accents. With that, they'd soon leave him be, with Ortiz mumbling some curses perhaps, in a very different tongue. Yet, she had already begun smoking, before being ushered outside for the smoke.

The cig given to the man was rather normal, nothing odd here. I mean, it did seem a bit odd, though it was, unknown to him, laced with CBD and a little THC, the former would help him relax, the latter adds some more... "Fun" to it. Further relaxation, of course. Something to combat the stimulating effects of nicotine.

??? “Tsk, looks like I didn’t even have to tell her my name after all….”

He, taking his other hand out of his jacket revealing a picture, taken all the way back in the DMZ.

???: “Looks to me Nad ya don’t gotta fear anymore. Not like ya gave a shit anyways, think imma smoke this pack later, after the party. This will not be the last we meet, Laura Ortiz of Gonswanza.”

The man would then walk towards the direction of Petra Juhasz, finally being able to meet after all this time

???: “now then that business has been taken care of, it is time to have a bit of a family reunion.”

[GreatOceania]

Bob and Torp Hearing the stranger say the cursed DMZ looked away albeit they try not make it obvious that they had at least a part of it Bob being (and still is) a bartender for the stations and gave out tasks for anyone ballsy enough to do them and Torp carrying out tasks that even a veteran Scav can’t do so suffice to say they had killed various people who got in their way both weak and powerful ones while doing sketchy stuff.

Bob whisper to his sidekick “I know that chick I gave her an assignment I think it was to shoot something plus my sensors are detecting a robot but I don’t see any around here plus it would be good if this stranger stops talking about the zone it might cause some trouble anywho take these” he handed a vial of pills with the label saying “HP Blackberry” this stuff is way stronger also make sure you don’t go into the withdraw phase.

Grabbing the vial he opened it and took one out inspecting the purple capsule before popping it into his mouth and swallowing it seconds later not only did he got high but the pill also induced happiness and euphoria into him however an side effect of the pill is that it suppress his memories.

“Now he can’t be questioned let’s continue on Torp- and he is gone” Bob said while Torp wandered off to somewhere turning back to the stranger he took account of the jacket he showed off “wait a minute is that who I think that is?”

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Bob and Torp Hearing the stranger say the cursed DMZ looked away albeit they try not make it obvious that they had at least a part of it Bob being (and still is) a bartender for the stations and gave out tasks for anyone ballsy enough to do them and Torp carrying out tasks that even a veteran Scav can’t do so suffice to say they had killed various people who got in their way both weak and powerful ones while doing sketchy stuff.

Bob whisper to his sidekick “I know that chick I gave her an assignment I think it was to shoot something plus my sensors are detecting a robot but I don’t see any around here plus it would be good if this stranger stops talking about the zone it might cause some trouble anywho take these” he handed a vial of pills with the label saying “HP Blackberry” this stuff is way stronger also make sure you don’t go into the withdraw phase.

Grabbing the vial he opened it and took one out inspecting the purple capsule before popping it into his mouth and swallowing it seconds later not only did he got high but the pill also induced happiness and euphoria into him however an side effect of the pill is that it suppress his memories.

“Now he can’t be questioned let’s continue on Torp- and he is gone” Bob said while Torp wandered off to somewhere turning back to the stranger he took account of the jacket he showed off “wait a minute is that who I think that is?”

As the man walked on, he couldn’t help but notice something. He felt himself being watched, not only that but something that in particular that doesn’t feel human. He stopped for a moment to look around. When he felt the sensor pick up again he began walking towards its direction To hopefully figure out to where it was going. He follow it to where bob would be standing

[The United Empire of Exucular]

Things were getting quite interesting in the banquet hall. The Emperor scanned the room to locate where Petra Juhasz was amongst the crowd. He made his way across the room once he found her face among the hundreds present. Though he was keen on speaking with her he slowed his step in case someone got to her first.

[Kingdom Of The UN]

Things were getting quite interesting in the banquet hall. The Emperor scanned the room to locate where Petra Juhasz was amongst the crowd. He made his way across the room once he found her face among the hundreds present. Though he was keen on speaking with her he slowed his step in case someone got to her first.

Petra can be seen talking with Ayazan Remeny, Petra looked distressed and concerned. Ayazan's cheery attitude can also be seen looking strict and concerned as much as his monarch

Petra: "Ayazan, is there something wrong? Why is it that people are now being ID? What is going on around here?

Not wanting to concern his monarch that much with the situation, he wanted to reassure her that nothing was going on

Ayazan: "My dear majesty, I would like to assure you that nothing is wrong, everything's just fine. We just figured it would be best to check on our guests in case there was some nasty media coming in and bothering our actual guests is all."

Petra could tell he was lying through his teeth, she felt bothered and kinda angry at the situation, so she began pressuring him even more.

Petra: "Ayazan, you know lying is a sin right? Not only that but lying to the Ceszarist at that should be considered a serious offense."

Ayazan for a moment contemplated telling her or not. eventually, he sighed and figured to just tell her.

Ayazan: "Look... Farkas had been following someones trail inside the zone for awhile. Someone broke into the zone and when he went after them, he ended up getting beaten pretty bad and now hes being rushed to the nearest hospital."

Petra: "You're telling me someone dangerous has infiltrated the ceremony, and that same person had just beaten Farkas!?"

Ayazan: "I'm afraid so my majesty, gosh I'm gonna have to get used to that huh? Well jokes aside, we are in a bit of a situation right now."

As Ayazan and Petra talk, the man would lose the connection. Forgetting it, he would continue towards Petra.

[The United Empire of Exucular]

Perhaps if The Emperor had been aware of the danger surrounding the Ceszarist he would have kept his distance. Perhaps he wouldn’t have approached her so leisurely. Perhaps he would have walked across the room with his guard in tight formation around him.

Unfortunately, like most if not all others in attendance, he wasn’t aware that an assailant walked among them.

Standing before Petra The Emperor gave a deep bow of respect before taking and shaking her hand.

“I wanted to thank you in person Your Majesty. It was a surprise when the invitation was put on my desk. This is the first time I’ve left the borders of the Empire in many years and I’m glad this is my first destination.”