SEC Conference (Closed, ATTN: SEC Members)

[St George of England]

The Royal Party moved into their allocated house quickly and efficiently. The 17 year Chief of Staff may have been young, but he had been trained by the best the Empire had to offer. He had organized everything to a tee, showing a flair for administration and affairs of state that would lead him to eventually become Prime Minister.

Prince Mathew had taken to his room, and was in conversation with a friend on his satellite phone. When Edward came in, the Prince hung up. He was acting strangely, thought the King, but at least he was sober. Mathew had been in the newspapers after he had apparently attacked a police officer in a drunken rage. Needless to say, a sober but strange Prince Mathew was still an improvement.

[Red Zone 1]

Sixth Elder, Brigadier General, Sir Edward Renata is hardly a man who needs further introduction; a national hero and as well as a prominent diplomat who is also a close friend to the Emperor, he is seen as the more suitable choice to represent the Empire at this conference. Although he had already forgotten the nature of this conference - the Emperor had diverted his small military flight from the SEC waters to the member nations of Uthrani - and had left the documents to his aide he is confidence he'll be getting along with the rest of the representative.

Right now, the first thing he need is to get his rest.

Damn the jet lags. He thought before falling to sleep in the accommodation provided by the host country...

[Of the Quendi]

Aleera snapped after air as the captain threw out insult after insult. How dared he? Aleera reminded herself that she was there not to cause an international crisis but she also knew that she would not accept to be considered inferior to the ulthrani elite. She was a descendant of the Sundavaer God Emperor. She was a descendant of the Yonai and Lady Alcedina. Being inferior to anyone save a foreign head of state was unthinkable. No Alcedina prince could accept that.

But there was a reason that Aleera had been appointed to her position. Whereas most of her older relatives would immediately have left the country she had a more unorthodox approach to diplomacy. She took a piece of paper and wrote down Make sure not to come close to the Ulthrani elite outside Ava Hall. With that the young princess was content. For now. She would be sure to bring the insults up with her father leaving it to him to decide how to deal with them.

As the vehicle stopped outside an elegant villa the young princess waited for the door of the vehicle to be opened before leaving it. She noticed some other vehicles parked in front of the building and wonder why they where there. Ignoring them for the moment she turned around looking for a welcome comitee.

[Aquilinia]

OOC: Ulthrani, do keep in mind that I am sending my Empress. If she is treated badly in any way, She will cause trouble, so be warned.

IC: Grand Empress Felicia had quite enjoyed the flight with the Quendi delegation. She would have sent her Senior Councillor, but on a second thought decided that nobody could better represent the interests of the Imperial Government as the Grand Empress herself. The last few weeks had been quite a lot of stress, first with the chaos at the first SEC conference, then some heated debates in the senate over giving the elected senators more powers - luckily she had been able to prevent this move back towards democracy through her own veto - and last, but definitely not least, she had gotten married. When this was over, she would take a break, go on a holiday with her Ulrich, and leave all the government business to her councillors for a month or so.
Inside, she was quite angry at how the Ulthrani had treated her sister and herself, and added to that she had the feeling that she would receive quite some hostility for being a Neko. She was an Empress, and she demanded to be treated that way. If anything went wrong, she vowed to herself, she'd get the hell out of this place. When the Ulthrani APC dropped her delegation and that of the Quendi off at their residence, she was astonished. It was a large, luxurious house, maybe not the style of architecture she preferred, but still beautiful. She nodded to Aleera. "Nice house, don't you think? It'll be good to get a chance to relax a bit before the conference itself starts." She sighed. "I still can't wait to have a proper holiday, though."

[Of the Quendi]

"Tell me about it." Aleera said with a sigh "I don't think I have had a full night of sleep for two weeks." She had been glad to travel with her sister to the conference. Turning a bit more serious she asked "So what did you think of Captain Marcus Paulinus's briefing? I don't want to cause a scandal or something if everyone else is okay with the terms of our visist here but it strikes me as a rather strange way to treat foreign diplomats of high rank."

[Blademasters765]

Louis stopped still in the courtyard, he was surprised to see Aleera and the Princess here, he approached them and bowed before them "Empress Felecia and Princess Aleera, welcome" He then realized they probably didn't recognize him in his pilots uniform "It's Louis" He looked at Felecia "So how is Ulrich settling in?" he knew that Ulrich was probably overwhelmed and not used to the luxury he would be given and would most likely tend to do things on his own, he also turned to Aleera "I'm guessing that the Captain's message didn't seem right to you?"

Mitchell was already changed and was walking around in his Bladian Air Force ceremonial uniform , Mitchell was only 27 and he was still considered quite young to the average lifespan of 152, he had served as a fighter pilot during the Gulag war and was an expert pilot, he was there to attend the conference as well but also to provide personal security to the prince

[Of the Quendi]

Aleera gave her most charming diplomat smile to Louis t hide her surprise that he appeared to be at the villa as well. Was that the place of the conference? It didn't look like a place for an international conference. But then again neither Darche University where many of them had been held in the past.

Answering the High Prince's question she said "Well I sure hope that the captain was making a bad joke. If we are to be treated as his briefing implied then I will have to make a fake report to my superiors to prevent them from ending all diplomatic relations with Ulthrani." And the Sovereign Empire's Coalition, she thought although she chose not to say the last part outloud.

Chosing a less tense subject she asked "But what are you doing here your highness? I was under the impression that this was my and Felicia's residence yet there seem to be a lot of bladian and britanian people here. Have you not been given housing facilities yet?"

[Ulthrani]

"Sir, do you think your comment was...out of line?" Sergeant Sagitarrius said to his superior officer, whom turned with a smile and said
"Alright, I guess my comments were out of line Brutus, it's was just a joke mate" he said after sipping some coffee "But look, you know what the message was underlining, most of those guarding that city, the city of which the saints ascended to Kelfara, have fought for thirty to forty years of warfare. They may not know of our culture, but excluding the Britannian and probably the Bladian, most of those out there haven't even earned their honour in combat"

"Mark, don't take this overly serious" Brutus said to his friend "I ain't going against what you said, i'll give my support for a Patriarch Knight any day, but they aren't as thick-skinned as us and maybe honour doesn't mean anything in their lands. And beside they are high officials of different countries, give them that benefactor. Hell, our Emperor is only thirty"

"But he fought for his title and he did fight in the wars for our dying former emperor" Marcus said to his friend "You have to give that"

"Yeah I guess I will, so what are you doing now" Brutus said smoking a cigarette "You going to stay at the Regent Home"

"Absolutely, I have the title, gives me a hellova reason to relax before going into the holy city" he said with a cheers "I guess i have to go clear things up, if the question is asked, tell the Master-at-Arms to change the guard and to check up on the sentry drones"

"Will do mate"
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Captain Paulinus arrived at the Regent House, where the Bladians, Britannians, Quendi and Aquillians were staying and knocked on the door.
"This home is the largest we have" entering with in combat fatigues and equipment, having not change from clearing out the air harbour "Most of the other homes are currently being used by governors and other diplomats from across the homeland and our colonies. A conference on the insurrectionist conflicts in our colonies is being discussed, the reason the Emperor will not be attending for long"

He stopped and said again: "Oh, where are my manners, Captain Marcus Paulinus, 11th Company, Opus Dei Security Force"

[Red Zone 1]

Brigadier General Renata walks into the chambers, and notice how this palace was decorated with much regalities befitting for a great international organization such as the SEC. Not a bad impression for Redzon first official diplomatic exchange with Uthrani, he thought. With him were his two assistant, a Valkyrie aptain Andrew and another young officer with the rank of a second lieutenant, acting as their personal aide and typist.

But no doubt, though they are not heavily armed (all three officers only carried their service side arm), another ill fated incident which had taken place in the other SEC conference would be not be allowed to take place and marred this prestigious event.

Entering, the other nations delegates can be seen...

[Aquilinia]

The Empress looked at the Bladian."It seems the Ulthrani have decided to let the three of us share a residence." Felicia shook her head. "Well, by now I'm used to having a princess of the Alcedina and a Bladian general around me." She laughed. "Ulrich is settling in fine, I guess. I think he likes Aquilinia, and the Villa Aquilina seems to be much to his liking as well, although he is a bit overwhelmed by it. I mean, the place is quite huge, and you can find pretty much every luxury you can imagine in there. But most of the time, he's out exploring the city, though. Anyway, that captain...I hope he just didn't know that half the Imperial family of Aquilinia is here. Because if he did know, and insulted us nevertheless, well...he and his Emperor wouldn't like that at all."

At that moment the Ulthrani captain entered. "Captain Paulinus. I am Felicia Alassé Farlight-Eldoron-Aquilaine, Grand Empress of Aquilinia, and also my own delegate to the SEC. The last delegate I chose was a traitor, so I'm not taking any chances anymore. Anyway, I take it you were the officer who gave that announcement during our trip here?"

[Ulthrani]

"Two things, it's Ulthranian, that is the demonym, not Ulthrani, we are not some savage inferior and secondly, yes, I was the officer, I am the captain and I would like to say that we thought it was only lowly diplomats not grand empress' like yourself, if I had known I would have thought my words more thoroughly" He said with a confident smile and a charming attitude "But you have to understand, honour and the military in general are favoured highly in our society, that is just our way and Patriarch Knights have fought in conflicts for over forty years, some have served in Bellator Familia's and have been in the service since the age of 6, so understand why we consider them higher than the delegates, unless you are head of government of course"
The Emperor is going to love this, he thought to himself

[Of the Quendi]

Aleera gave a curtsey to the man. It was however not nearly deep eough to show the respect a captian of an armed force was entitled to. Her private little revenge that the man no doubt wasn't capeable of discovering. "Greetings captain. I am Aleera Alcedina-Aquilaina of the Imperial House of Alcedina, the Imperial House of Cassius-Cervidae and the House of Farlight-Aquilaine, Princess of the Quendi, Princess of Aquilinia and Imperatrice of Melcenea, High Representative of the Imperial Regency Council." She pompously declared extending her hand for the man to kiss it while showering her with compliments as she would expect. Then with a slight grin she added "And I too was wondering where your manners where captain so I am glad we are both confused."

[Blademasters765]

Mitchell approached the captain "Perhaps I should inform you then that this man is High Prince Louis, second in line to the throne, I myself am lieutenant Mitchell of the BRAF (Bladian Royal Air Force)" He stood at ease as he talked to the captain, he had wondered whether his katana and Louis's were allowed "Captain, Are ceremonial katana's allowed at the conference building or should we leave them at the villa?"

Louis was not paying attention as he was busy day dreaming about flying in battle in an F-18, fighter against fighter, he would take one down then nearly get taking down himself, then suddenly out of nowhere flak hit his aircraft and he was going down, his ejector wasn't working he was going down, then he snapped back into the real world, "Ah Hello Captain"

[Aquilinia]

Felicia's eyes glowered with contempt for the captain. "I see. So in your nation, foreign diplomats are seen as people of the lowest standing? Aleera, remind me that I have to call the Councillor of Foreign Affairs after dinner. Anyway, captain, what is the schedule for this conference? And I second the lieutenant's question, are we allowed to carry weapons during the conference? After what happened at the last summit, I'd rather not go without my rapier." While she spoke, her hand moved to the hilt of said weapon of her belt.

[Red Zone 1]

(Written by Brigadier Edward Renata in his unofficial notes, the following are SECRET IN CHARACTER and act merely as a post filling)

Day 1 at the conference, I see that the situations grew a little bit cold after the last conference - which unfortunately failed to achieve anything at all other than the tragic lost of many brave life. I overheard some of the delegates, from the former Quendi motherland and a few more people - that I didn't recognize exchanged a few words. No doubt, soft sabre rattling over issues that does not concern Redzon after all.

I wonder what kind of achievement can be settled at this one over here in Uthrani? My country involvement is the most important elements in our national foreign policy, and the Emperor had personally send me here to represent the Most Serene Empire.

Anyway, I rather not expose myself to much into this political aspects of my job here, but instead wait for the meeting to begin.

P/S: at least the food and beverages are World Benchmark.

[St George of England]

No such problems were being had by the such problems were being had in the home of the Holy Empire's party. Mathew was still brooding, Edward was still bored and the Chief of Staff was still organizing. Not that it was needed. The Ulthrani had set things up quite well, and it only required a few tweaks before the house was as good as any in the Empire.

Edward looked on as the place took on the appearances of home. A portrait of his father had been hung on the wall, along side his own. He always felt strange seeing himself in that picture, all dignified and whatnot, which wasn't him. It was someone else entirely. Still, he had more important things to do than brood. As did his uncle.

His thoughts were interrupted by tap on the shoulder. An aide was there, and Edward favoured the women in her mid-30s with a smile and waited for her to speak.

"Your Majesty, the Prince is still in his room, and has requested not to be disturbed."

"Ah, I understand." Edward replied. Looking about the room he saw three of his entourage, all experienced bodyguards or soldiers. "Darvin, Thomas and Urani, here." The three men approached the young monarch. "I want you to go upstairs and make sure the Prince comes down. It is protocol for all Royals to be present during the flag ceremony, so drag him down if you have to."

"Yes, sir." came the reply, and the three men moved towards the staircase. He turned back to the aide. "Can you go outside and inform the soldiers our hosts supplied that there may be shouts and bangs and things in a short time, and ask them not to worry."

[Trivval]

Nian Artal stepped out of the re-fitted APC and turned to face his home for duration of the Conference. He smiled slightly at how different it was to his home in Port Suran, but, then again, nothing was quite simmilar to Trivvalian architecture. He turned just as Knight-Sergeant Mkoll stepped out quickly followed by Nian's assistant and a Liaison Officer. The Knight-Sergeant had been with Nian for nearly twenty years - and even though being on 'babysitting' duty hardly helps Templar's promotions through the ranks, it had it's times. Nian had fought with the man during the Holy Civil War and several other conflicts where the Templars had joined forces with the Reggies. The Knight-Sergeant was accompanied by two of his Brothers, one of them who had just joined them less than two weeks ago - hardly out of the Monestary.

Together, the six of them walked towards the house, one of the Templars moving in before everyone else. It wasn't that they didn't trust the Uthranian's but.. Nian frowned as he remembered the events of the Last Conference - it was a horrible disaster.

"'s all good, chief," came the newbies voice from inside the house.
"Alright, lets go," said the Sergeant quietly, "I don't like to be exposed."
Nian chuckled, "You were always a paranoid basterd."
"Yeah, well it saved us from that Shelldrake barrage, didn't it?" he raised an eyebrow, before turning serious again, "Now lets go."

OOC: Howdy, just wondering if I should go straight to the <insert place where Conference is>?

[The Matthew Islands]

(OOC: Wait, Whats happened? I leave for like 1 night to sleep, and suddenly were in Houses? Should I just RP being there or what?"

[Royal Calathonia]

Count Cavour was still waiting impatiently. His secretary had told him the diplomats from Bladia, Aquilina, Quendi, and Red Zone I were already talking with Ulthranian officers. Cavour was angered that no officer had been sent to the Royal Calathonian diplomatic house. He began eating another doughnut that his servant had brought him, and read the Imperial Post, one of the major newspapers in Royal Calathonia. He thus continued his wait.

[The Matthew Islands]

King Gilligan hummed to himself, as he stepped out of his vehicle. He looked up at the house and turned to his guard, Sergeant Capone.
"A nice house don't you think?"
"Well, its nicer than that guy's attitude who made that announcement." Capone scowled.
The King chuckled.
"Nonsense, he probably thought he was doing what was right according to his custom."
"Even so sire, I don't think it will sit well with some of the other delegates. you're just too informal."
The King rolled his eyes.
"Yes mother. I still don't think it will be too much of a problem. I think the only one who will take real offence to it, are the Quendians. They always seemed a little aloof to me."
"No, they know how a monarch should behave sire." Turning to a Ulthranian soldier, Capone asked,
"Excuse me sir, but do you know who is in charge of this operation? We wish to know what times events are scheduled to begin."

[Jbeil]

The two duchesses exited the APC,Anne adjusted her dress while Marie Joseph looked,with amazement,at the foreign people and buildings.

-"Well...M.J..."

Marie Jospeh turned to face her sister,who was staring at her.

-"Yes?"
-"Who do you think will direct us to the house...And,did you pay attention to the announcement?"
-"No,why,what happened?"
-"Oh...Nothing,it was just rather rude..."

Suddenly,Anne approached one of the Ulthranian soldiers.

-"Excuse me...Where can we find someone to direct us to our house?"

[Reformed Britannia]

James exited the APC-by all means, an unconventional means of transport-and headed up to the house. As he took in the architecture and the general luxurious appearance, he gave a low whistle-this was not at all like his turn-of-the-century manor back in Kensington. Jacqueline had picked that out; she had a thing for those sorts of buildings. The speech the Captain had given to him and the other delegates hadn't fazed him personally; he didn't consider himself to be upper-class in the first place, and was fully used to being placed below nobles and the like on the social ladder. But he doubted the noble representatives from the rest of the SEC would be as impassive about it.

As he walked inside the house that he was to share with delegates from the other nations, he immediately noticed that there were several prominent-looking people already within. One of them he recognized as Princess Aleera of the Quendi, another as Crown Prince Louis of Bladia, and another as the Empress of Aquilinia herself, Felicia.

James, being a frequent representative at royal parties and the like, was a great admirer of royalty of all kinds-and as such believed that they deserved the utmost respect and courtesy. As such, he clasped his hand to his chest, and bowed first to the Empress of Aquilinia.
"Your Majesty," he said as he bowed with a flourish, before straightening himself up and facing Aleera. "Your Highness," he said, bowing as elegantly as before. Finally, he turned to Louis, and bowed yet again. "Your Highness," James said yet again, standing up once more. He gave them all his most charming grin, flashing a set of pearly white teeth.

Looking at Aleera and Felicia, he spoke once more, this time in a more casual tone.
"The name's James Roberts, I'm here to represent Britannia at the conference. And if you don't mind my saying so, madams, you both look absolutely smashing this evening." Hoping his compliment wasn't too out of line, he then turned to Louis and grinned.
"And of course, it doesn't look like that famous Bladian whiskey is doing you any wrong either!"

With the royalty properly addressed, James turned to the Ulthranian. Spotting his rank insignia, James very nearly saluted, before remembering he wasn't in the army anymore. Still, he decided he might as well be courteous, and snapped off a proper-albeit casual-Britannian army salute, with his chest puffed out and his shoulders perfectly straight.
"I see you're a military man; I'm ex-Army myself. A lieutenant before I got my honorable discharge. A pleasure to meet you, sir." James then extended his hand to the Ulthranian, grinning broadly yet again.

[Aquilinia]

Felicia smiled at the Britannian. "A pleasure to meet you, Mr Roberts, and welcome here at the Aquilinian-Bladian-Britannian-Quendian diplomatic residence to Ulthrani." She laughed. "The nations listed being in alphabetical order, not any ranking or anything. Although I do wonder why your delegation was placed in this residence. I mean, Bladia, the Alcedina, and Aquilinia all have ties among each other, but I can't think of any special ties we have with you, apart from being part of the same alliance, of course. But I'm sure we'll all get along nicely, once we've settled in here."

[St George of England]

After the Flag Ceremony (whereby the flag of the Empire was hung on the wall of the residence), Mathew was escorted, by the three men who would now act as his aides, to a waiting apc. Stopping to speak to the guards, Urani said. "Can you take us to the Aquilani residence. His Highness wishes to discuss an important matter with them."

Edward stayed in the residence. He was in conference with the Prime Minister, who had left his heavily pregnant wife for an hour, just to converse with his ward.
"Mathew is getting to be a problem, Major-General. Something needs to be done."
"You're right, of course. But think for a moment. The last diplomatic mission he went on was to retrieve his father's body from the last SEC Summit. It's understandable that he's getting drunk."
"But he's not. He just broods, he sits in his room and broods. He wouldn't come out for the Flag Ceremony, but I've got 3 guys to take him on some diplomatic bullshit with the Aquilina delegates."
"Language, Your Majesty." The Prime Minister cautioned. "This is a development. Keep my secretary informed. I'll speak with both of you tonight."

[Blademasters765]

"Britannia has great ties with my nation, Empress" Louis told Felecia "We have fought side by side many a time before and we consider then among our greatest allies, You will know of Tomas Eldoran, well as Mr roberts knows it was Tomas that basically forged the friendship between our two nations" Louis looked at James "Aye, the whiskey is great but I have had barely any time to drink any, You having any trouble with that recipe?"


Mitchell was of course now off to the rooms to retrieve the katana's to show the captain, when he got them he bought them out to where everyone was "captain, these are merely for defensive and ceremonial purpose" He said as he showed the highly decorated hilt and the finely polished metal used to make the blade