SEC Conference (Closed, ATTN: SEC Members)

[Aquilinia]

"I did not know that Bladia and Britannia had so strong ties, Louis," said Felicia. "Then, of course, there is no more need to wonder about why they're here." When Mitchell presented the swords, she had a look at them herself, and nodded with appreciation. "These blades are of fine quality, I have to say. Although the katana is not a traditional weapon of Aquilinia - we favour rapiers and sabres, or sometimes longswords - the Bladian tradition of excellent swordsmanship is well known in our nation. A good swordsman, however, needs a good sword, and when it comes to katanas, I think there are none better than those of Bladia. Beautifully crafted weapons, really." She drew her own sword, a plain rapier (without handguard) lacking any elaborate decorations save an emerald set into the bottom of the hilt. A second, identical weapon remained in its sheath. "The unguarded rapier is a weapon almost exclusive to Aquilinia. Or at least I have never seen a weapon like this not connected to Aquilinia in any way."

[Ulthrani]

OOC: I've been working (being in the ADF, i find it far more important) so sorry, i am catching up, all i ask for is that you all post short responses and I will write up the travel from the communal area to the fortress and from there to the administrative area

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@ Britannia, Aquillia, Bladia, Quendi and Redzon
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The Captain refused the Quendi princesses hand, and telling her: "Sorry, i only kiss the hand of Ulthranian nobility, foreigners get my military sign of respect" He then followed to salute the Quendi noblewoman "Nothing personal, just nationalist pride, that's all"

He turned to the Aquillian Empress and said
"ceremonial weapons are allowed within the confines of the Administration Area, just you will have to give it to a Patriarch Knight to bless so that it may within the confines of the AA in the Fortress." The Captain then withdrew his Gladius-Ulthranius (a larger version of the Gladius Sword, used by the Romans) "Not pretty, but she has served me in the past and I have taken a few devilish inferiors to the depths of hell with this" he then sheethed his sword and placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

He found the Britannian saluting him, he gave a non-chalont smile
"Mr Roberts, if anything, it be I who should salute you sir" he said with much intregue, followed by a salute and a shake of the hand "My father-in-law, Tiberius, he's the field-master and the commander of our post in your nation, he has given me high regards and has even told me you were given a medal of the saints"

He looked at his combat watch and panicked, they were supposed to have left five minutes earlier, he saw the cars out front
"Alright ladies and gents, it's time to go, i lost track of time, we need to get there and we have re-scheduled the meeting with the Emperor for tomorrow but regardless get a god damn move on

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@ The Matthews Island
"Sure foreigner, the delegation should be leaving...oh shit...err now, i'll get some logistics boys from the back to come up and take your stuff, get back in the APC please, we need to get to the meeting point" The soldier said and with that rushed the diplomats back into the vehicle.

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@ Jbeil

"Sorry, no time, i got guys from logistics coming to place your items into the house, don't worry they won't touch anything." The soldier said and with that rushed the foreigners into the vehicle

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@ Royal Cathalonia

A Sergeant knocked on the house door of the Royal Cathalonian delegation, with grimeness he said
"Oi, open up, we're running late, get your asses out here pronto and into the vehicle now!" He then went back and waited for the delegates

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@St George of England

"Sires, excuse me sires" a nicer and gentler corporal knocked on the door, he said "Guys, we have to go now, could you get your guys out here now so we can get a move on"

[Blademasters765]

OOC:ADF, as in Australian Defence Force right?

"Then lets go Captain, we don't want to be late" Louis said as he walked out the door, Mitchell put the katana's back and followed Louis outside and into the awaiting vehicle, they made jokes about there mode of transport and how soon the High Prince would have to do this, sit in APC's waiting to engage his enemies whilst leading his men, whilst Mitchell would be in a comfy seat blowing stuff up

[St George of England]

Edward walked out of the house, with most of his staff. The chief and two others would stay behind to liaise with the PM's office.

Mathew and his three men hadn't left and chose to travel with the King. Before they left, Urani took the King aside and explained his concerns about the Prince.

"He hardly talks, he just broods, Your Majesty. He didn't talk at all after we left. Something must happen for open him up."
"I agree, Urani. But there are more pressing concerns, at the moment. Stick to him, and ensure he doesn't get in trouble."
"Aye, sir."

An aide of Edward's walked towards the Guard and asked. "We have gifts for each delegate, shall we load them?"

[The Matthew Islands]

King Gilligan and Sergeant Capone rushed into the vehicle clutching the boxes of gifts for the other delegates, and settled down.
"Well, its about time this all started, I really need a drink. I do hope they have some good beer here, none of that poncy wine they usually serve at other events."
Capone adjusted one of the boxes then smiled.
"Agreed sire, although remember. I have been granted strict powers to use all means necessary to keep you to your drink limit."
"Oh come one, I thought we were friends. Just let me go over the limit by a little bit. Not much, just a little bit." The King pleaded.
"Sorry sire, but your daughter scares me far too much for bribery to work."
The King's eyes narrowed.
"How much is she paying you?"
"Sire?"
"How much is she paying you?"
"Well, I-I don't know what your talking about sire?"
"I'm not stupid Capone. I did notice that new Rolex on your wrist. She's paying you isn't she?"
"Yes..."
"How much?"
Capone muttered something inaudible, and the King leaned closer.
"I'm sorry I didn't catch that."
Capone look uncomfortable.
"100,000 Gill's, and a holiday at one of your resorts for my family..."

[Aquilinia]

Felicia nodded. "Just let me get my coat, and then I'm good to go." She went over to one of herbags, and took out a black military-style longcoat with green inner lining and accents. She put it on, and sighed. "Alright then. Let's get moving, we don't want to be late. Liz!" She called to her personal attendant, who had gone to her room as soon as the group had arrived. At her Empress' call, she appeared in the room. "Mylady?" "We're leaving for the conference now. You got your equipment?" She turned to the captain. "She's serving as my secretary as well as my personal attendant," she explained. "Anyway, let's go." They walked out to the APC that had brought them to the house. "Gods, why these things? This definitely is a strange country." Her attendant nodded. "Indeed, milady. I just hope they'll be giving us some decent food." Felicia laughed. "You sure have simple needs, Liz. Now, let's see what this is all about." They got into the vehicle, and waited for their departure.

[Red Zone 1]

The brigadier was among the first one to enter the conference hall; another one of the Uthrani's finest he immediately concluded, and had came to like what he already seen even further. Next to him were his two aides, all already seated and prepared. He had already planned his opening speech should Redzon given the opportunity, but no doubt the first would come from the rest of the head of state.

He wondered if the Emperor of Uthrani would finally make an appearance? Though he knew that his majesty hectic schedule with all the insurrection and all sort of Uthrani's internal issues may prevent him to do just that. God bless the Uthrani. Hosting another high level conference while a nation is still undergoing some 'minor' 'glitches'... Edward Renata sure hope that nothing bad could go take place in this place.

Calmly seated himself, he waited and look around...

[Of the Quendi]

Aleera chose not to make a big deal out of the captain not kissing her hand. His reasons seemed fair enough allthough she had a feeling that Captain Paulinus would not survive long in her homeland with those manners. She turned to James Roberts flattered that at least someone knew how to treat a princess. She curtseyed and gave a slightly deeper bow then etiquette required. After all the man was a knight of the Order of the Northern Star.

Happy that she wouldn't have to give up her katana Aleera gestured to her servants and diplomats before following the captain towards their destination. She looked forward to continue the debate that had so prematurely ended with few if any major decisions being made. None the less she also knew that she didn't have alot of time to devote to arguements with the bladians. She had to attend the coronation of the new pope John Paul III. After all he was a quendi citizen and who knew what benefits the motherland could get from having a pope of their own people. After all the man had a family in Pristina.

[Reformed Britannia]

James spun on his heels, and began to head out the door, towards the waiting vehicles. Glancing back over his shoulder, he addressed Louis in a continuation of their small conversation.
"No, not in the slightest. The ingredients are quite easy to get," James finished before arbitrarily clambering into a vehicle, ready to depart for his assumed destination.

James had never seen the Emperor of Ulthrani before, but judging by his policies he seemed to be a much more nationalist leader than those before him. The Britannian wasn't sure what to expect from the man; however, he knew that he wouldn't be seeing him for a while now. If the Emperor chose to make a showing at the conference, James would-of course-give the man all the respect he was due as a monarch. But he wasn't sure about the customs of the Ulthranian court; would he be able to take a more casual tone in conversation with the monarch, or would the conversation remain strictly regimented? He guessed he'd find out soon enough.

[Jbeil]

The duchesses entered the APC.
What a way to travel...,was the only thing going through her mind as the other delegates climbed on board.

-"Do you need anything?"

She said to MJ.Who was,even now,completely taken by the foreign culture and customs.

-"No,thanks."

Marie Jospeh then turned towards the other delegates,and began to observe them as if they were test subjects.

[The Matthew Islands]

As the APC trundled along to its Destination, Capone was suddenly overcome with a burning question.
Turning to one of the soldiers, he asked,
"Excuse me sir, but I was wondering if you had any idea about how we are supposed to behave around the emperor. We don't want to insult him in any way, and wondered if there are any customs we need to adhere to?"

[Red Zone 1]

Edward Renata looks around, more and more delegates as well as their own entourage are beginning to arrive and saw ash ands were received, shook and all those political smiles were exchanged. All the formalities, he had already expected that but unfortunately he is more to a military officer - a general that is - compare to statesman and politics. (He had no love for politics what so ever.)

Seeing nothing of interest he turn to his aide and spoke something.

"Yes general. I'll get to it right away." he replied then disappeared. When he returned he produced the program tentative for the conference.

DAY 1
Funding Talks
Humanitarian Services

DAY 2
SEC Imperial Force
SEC Armoured Line

DAY 3
Project - A

Hmm, Very interesting, he concluded right after reading the final day activity...

[Of the Quendi]

"And this wouldn't have happened in Natho." The princess woke up from her nap as Ambassador Noor finished his complaints in a screechy tone of voice. "Goddess, Garion." The princess said annoyed. "Your city gets the next conference okay so stop bothering me about our travel arrangements. If the ulthrani's want to drive us in APC's then let them." As the vehicle continued towards their destination the princess grumpily ignored the ambassador for wakening her.

Seeing a program for the conference she grapped the paper happy to have something to do other then listen to the insulted diplomat and his city bitching about not being chosen for the conference. She took a glance at the short program. Wondering what Project A was she made a quick calculation. If she left immediately after the first day and didn't resturn before the morning on the third then she had plenty of time attending the papal coronation and still return in time to hear what Project A was.

As the car stopped Aleera stepped out and walked towards the entrance to the building where the conference where to take place followed by ambassador Noor and eight lictors, two for the ambassador and six for the princess, the rest of the diplomatic staff gradually showed up in other transports. Looking around Aleera gestured for security assuming that they would expect her and her guards to hand over weapons and be confirmed as the Alcedina delegation.

[St George of England]

The APCs carrying the Royal Party dropped them off at the Conference area. As he left the vehicle, Edward looked at his uncle, the concern evident in his eyes. The entire Royal Family were worried about Mathew, but only Edward and the Princess-Regent knew the extent of the problem Mathew had, and the failed suicide attempt. He would watch his uncle, the 14-year old decided, just in case.

As they entered the building, they saw the area marked out for them. Mathew and Edward took their seats, both drinking from water bottles provided by their aides.

[Ulthrani]

OOC: Rushing into it before I even got around to it, i like the initative

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"Let me remind you diplomats, that this is not the administrative area, for the entire Opus Dei Area is under military lockdown for the meeting about the insurrection in the colonies, so the administrative area is under complete military lockdown and the area, that little drive in which you were treated to at the beginning of your trip, well, that area is now fortified to the point of no return and airborne battalions are now on station in the pilgrimage area that you may or may not have seen on your descent into the outskirt air harbour" A random voice changed into the well dressed man that was Paladin-Governor Tarkus Aurelius "This, ladies and gentlemen, is my home"



"But without a further or do, let us get you into the main house, which is rather large for it's size, the dining room is now the conference room and my servents are willing to get any one of you any kind of beverage. And don't mind the ODSF, they are only here to give us a true sense of security" He smiled and walked through the garden directly into the hall "I will give a thorough tour when we get done with today's inquiry, but let us begin!"

[Trivval]

Nian waited on one of the couches, frustrated. He had heard several other APCs go past which he assumed held the other diplomats of SEC. Nian Sighed and turned to the Liaison Officer acompanying him. "It's hard being the only Democractic Country in a Monachy Dominated allience, don't you think?"
"Quite," agreed the Liaison Officer, "Although, after all we've done with our friends here we haven't really worked with the Uthranians much." The LO shrugged, "Really, I expected it. But they should be showing more respect -- considering their culture, that is."

OOC: BUMPING MAHSELF

[Ulthrani]

@ Trivval

A luxurious car parked in front of the two foreign diplomats, sitting in the drivers seat was an Ulthranian soldier, he said with no hesitation in his words
"We are running late, please enter the car, don't panic about all the helicopters and combat air patrols, the entire area is under Shield Contingency, which is a lockdown so that the two meetings, the main one being the dicussion between the colonial leaders and the Emperor in the Administrative Area, are really really secure. We are going to Paladin-Governor Aurelius residence instead, it's only up the road, about ten minutes, now let's get rockin', shall we"

[Of the Quendi]

"You see." Ambassador Noor insisted. "If they are so busy having their city under lockdown why not host the conference in the exilarchy? Think of the boost to the economy it would present." Aleera gave the man the look a mother would give a tiresome child. "For Goddess sake ambassador. How much is the exilarchy's GDP again? Oh yeah thats right nearly thrice of the standard GDP of La Serenissima and easily twenty times more then that of Ulthrani average. I am pretty sure you can leave without te boost until next conference. Now stop embarrasing me." With that she turned towards the impressive villa and extended her hand to th Paladin-Governor hoping he didn't understand japanese as that was the language she and Ambassador Garion Noor usually communicated in. "Greetings governor. I am Aleera Alcedina-Aquilaine, Imperatrice of Melcenea, Princess of the Quendi, Princess of Aquilinia and High Representative of the Imperial House of Alcedina to the SEC. I must say its a beautiful house you got. I do love neo-classical architecture."

[Ulthrani]

"Madam" he said in his voice, he then switched to Japanese "as a man of nearly 67, i have been to hundreds of places on this world, and may i say I am very glad of that fact. And has Quendi been in two insurrectionist conflicts against two colonies of nearly 700,000,000 for the past seventeen years? you have no idea of the losses of life, mostly on the colonists who stayed to their loyalty to the emperor and has finally paid off in a victory, so quite frankly, the lives lost for our most glorious victory is far far more important to me than where a fucking conference is or how much our GDP has suffered for it, pardon my language."

He calmed down and then told them
"You can quote me on this, an Ulthranian's currency is not his GDP or how much he has in his wallet, but how many brothers he made in battle, how many wars he helped in winning, how many comrades he lost, how many medals he has on his chest and how many wounds he can show off like those medals. My passion for my nation and my honour is worth more than this house and the money i have, which I gave to a very worthy building, which you will see when the lockdown is over. But i am more than honored to be in your presence this day and thank you for the complement" he then saluted the woman and went to kiss her hand

"Please don't take that personally, just the ramblings of a young recruit who went to fight fifty years ago that i should keep locked up"

[Trivval]

OOC: Thank ye, gud sah.

"Chief," yelled Mkoll from by the door, "A car's pulled up, it's all diplomatic 'n' stuff."
Nian got up with a grunt, and grabbed a case from by the chair, "'oight, hang on."

As they sat down in the car - Nian being sandwiched between a Templar and the LO - Nian noticed that the driver was an Uthranian Soldier. The car sped off and the soldier spewed out a heap of words...

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Nian stepped into the hall just as a speech ended. Damn, he thought, That could have been very Important. He scanned the room, looking for.. 'friendly' faces amoung the Monachists. He doubted that the Religious Democracy could ever be true Friends with these men and the countries they served, but that didn't stop him. The LO tugged his arm as he pointed towards some familiar faces. Nian smiled and moved swiftly towards them from the door.

"Empress, Princess, it's good to see you again," he bowed to the ladies, then turned to the men he reconised, but did not know personly, "High Prince, General Reneta, nice to finally meet you. Can any of you tell me what he was talking about before I came in?"

[Jbeil]

The girls stepped out out of the APC,when Marie Anne noticed a rather high ranking Ulthranian officer speaking to some other delegates.
She told Marie Joseph not to leave and approached the man.
She stopped before reaching him completely and bowed.

-"Hello,I am Duchess Marie Anne..."

[Blademasters765]

Louis had enjoyed the ride in the APC and as he stepped out he streched his limbs, looking at the house he nodded in satisfaction, He handed the driver a hundred dollar not and told him to keep it as a tip, as he moved into the house he could see Aleera was already being her usual self, he nodded his head sideways and walked to the pair

"Aleera can't you go five minutes without arguing at someone from a different country, doesn't set a positive tone for your people, I'm sure Arabella wouldn't agree with your continious attempts to wreck relations between countries" He remembered the stories Tomas had told him about Arabella and the Quendians, he had spoken highly of them and Louis had yet to see any of the great characters Tomas had talked about

Mitchell alked up behind Louis and handed him a bottle of whiskey, Louis handed it to Tarkus "Paladin-Governor Tarkus Aurelius I thank you for allowing us to host the conference here as a gift please take this bottle of the famed Bladian Whiskey, a recipe known only to a small few of us"

[Ulthrani]

Tarkus went from anger to relieved after kissing the hand of the Quendian, he turned to the Bladian and looked at the bottle of whiskey with much contempt "I have only heard good things about Bladian Whiskey, now I myself haven't drunk alcohol since I left the service, but hell, you only live once" he gave it to a servant to put into his personal quarters and then looked to the Jbeilian

"Hello Duchess, I am Paladin-Governor Aurelius, the owner of this home and the Head Delegate for this Conference, not of the alliance, of course" he said with a smile "The main hall doors are open, you can join the others who have gone to sit down instead of enjoying the scenery"

Tarkus began to walk off into the distance with a gardener, however, he told the gardener something in latin, gave him a pat on the back and a key and he ran off with joy
"May i remind you ladies and gentlemen that when Opus Dei is under military lockdown, it means no moving, so to anyone who wanted to leave early can't. Don't blame me on that, blame the Emperor, he heard what happened in Aquillina and his advisors panicked and he gave the reluctant order to do so. Even though we have more defenders and fortifications here than god, i don't get the council sometimes...oh and if you try to leave, the Combat Air Patrol will shoot you down, so yay"

[Of the Quendi]

Aleera gave a tormented smile to the Paladin-Governor. Ambassador Noor stood to public humiliation for bringing her in such an embarassing situation. The ambassador himself turned pale as he heard the japanese language flow from the lips of the Paladin-Governor. Despite her youth the princess was ruthless against those who opposed her. By bringing her in an embarrasing situation Noor didn't doubt that she would order him to commit suicide.

"Forgive an insignifcant bureaucrat and his silly jeaolousy your excellency." Aleera said with a smile that revealed her anger at the ambassador. "As for insurections I am sure your excellency has heard of the War of a Thousand Tears as my poetic people so beautifully call the nearing end of my civilization." She added wising to make clear that her own nation was far worse of then Ulthrani.

"And I am equally honored to make your aquintance Paladin-Governor." She added not wishing to start a contest about whose nation was in most trouble. She curtseyed slightly deeper then required causing Noor to turn pale. She would certainly have him commit suicide for provoking such a reaction from a princess of the Imperial House of Alcedina, with an expressionless face the ambassador thought of his newborn daughter who would grow up fatherless. If only he had not assumed that japanese was to obscure a language to be spoken in Ulthrani. "As for ramblings I am not one to shy away from confrontation on the question of honor, although I guess my youth, and in some circles even my gender, can partially excuse me." Aleera continued giving Louis a nod without answering his inappropriate comment. Apparently he had never meet Arabella Alcedina. The Goddess's chosen wasn't exactly the grandmotherly type although her own media tried to give that expression.

[Ulthrani]

"Ah, don't be like that" Paladin-Governor Aurelius said with some contempt "I learnt Japanese from the Rextans when I was in captivity during the 3rd Rexta-Drakus Strife, not many people around here speak it, i just do it because i expect it from different countries, i was an ambassador for Lucius-Drakus for a couple, kind of like that chameleon you have next to you Aleera, my saints he is whiter than a ghost. He is just like a silly bueracrat, no need to kill him off...just fire him, i can use another servant on my management" he laughed, a laugh that gave off the impression that he was not joking " but let us get this bloody conference on the road shall we"

He had the guards shut the gate behind them, the APCs rolled away, Captain Paulinus and his men and women stood by the gate and the delegations sat in their respected seats. Tarkus then went to his desk which sat in the middle of the U shape conference setting.

"Now, the first topic we have to discuss today is the funding from each of your nations. We will start from there and into the second point of inquiry, the Humanitarian Service. But let us get to that funding. Now, i would like to know where funding stands, if the Bladian could take the microphone and elaborate"