The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Tinfect]

Dressler extricates herself from her bar booth and taps on Wad Ari's shoulder. She silently motions to both him and Markhov to join her at the booth, determined not to draw Donnaugh's attention, or otherwise spare him the roasting he well deserved.

OOC:
Think you might've meant Wad Ahume...

IC:
Markhov silently takes a seat at said Booth,

[Wallenburg]

Rep. Trevanyika enters the bar, visibly shaken. She sits down and asks Neville for something strong.

[Ferret Civilization]

Rep. Trevanyika enters the bar, visibly shaken. She sits down and asks Neville for something strong.

Furettium looked over from his place at the bar, "So what happened?"

[Wallenburg]

Rep. Trevanyika enters the bar, visibly shaken. She sits down and asks Neville for something strong.

Furettium looked over from his place at the bar, "So what happened?"

She looks down at the ferret nervously. "There's...there's been an incident in my home government's capital."

[Ferret Civilization]

She looks down at the ferret nervously. "There's...there's been an incident in my home government's capital."

"Oh dear..." Helen never seemed to be able to catch a break. "Well... Are you going to be okay? Are you okay?"

[Wrapper]

Dressler extricates herself from her bar booth and taps on Wad Ahume's shoulder. She silently motions to both him and Markhov to join her at the booth, determined not to draw Donnaugh's attention, or otherwise spare him the roasting he well deserved.

(Ahume jumps a bit when tapped. He nods half-heartedly at the agent -- she is not one of those people in his "comfort zone" as of yet -- grabs his drink and his tablet, and joins her, avoiding eye contact as he does so.)

[Wallenburg]

"Oh dear..." Helen never seemed to be able to catch a break. "Well... Are you going to be okay? Are you okay?"

"I'll be all right," she smiles weakly, before letting her mouth fall back into a grim frown, "but the people who have attacked my people will not be."

[Ferret Civilization]

"I'll be all right," she smiles weakly, before letting her mouth fall back into a grim frown, "but the people who have attacked my people will not be."

"Oh wow... It's good to hear you'll be alright. But who attacked your people?"

[Wallenburg]

"Oh wow... It's good to hear you'll be alright. But who attacked your people?"

"Those filthy West Wallenburgians. I warned my colleagues that they would not appreciate our help, that they would stab us in the back. But they didn't listen. They didn't listen..."

[Ferret Civilization]

"Those filthy West Wallenburgians. I warned my colleagues that they would not appreciate our help, that they would stab us in the back. But they didn't listen. They didn't listen..."

"Does that mean your nation will now be going back to war with them?"

[Wallenburg]

"Those filthy West Wallenburgians. I warned my colleagues that they would not appreciate our help, that they would stab us in the back. But they didn't listen. They didn't listen..."

"Does that mean your nation will now be going back to war with them?"

"I doubt it. Their government will wipe its hands of its people's crimes and deny any support of this attack. And my party is too full of pacifists to do anything about it."

OOC: I'll give you a warning that Helen isn't looking at the situation straight. She is highly biased and is misrepresenting reality. There has been a terrorist attack in Independence, Wallenburg.

[Ferret Civilization]

"I doubt it. Their government will wipe its hands of its people's crimes and deny any support of this attack. And my party is too full of pacifists to do anything about it."

Furettium stayed quiet for a moment, taking it in. "That's too bad... Hope it works out somehow, there's too much going wrong around here it seems."

OOC: I'll give you a warning that Helen isn't looking at the situation straight. She is highly biased and is misrepresenting reality. There has been a terrorist attack in Independence, Wallenburg.

OOC: Yeah, figured that would be the way it is. Though with a nearly complete lack of information on war and rifts among individual peoples. Even though it is another nation, it's all still sort of new to Furettium, or any Ferret for that matter. All information on that started out from stuff mentioned in the WA... Think it was your last war between the two nations that was the first real word of that sort of stuff other than paperwork.

[Elke and Elba]

Ambassador Norrland walks back to her seat, obviously stepping into a social landmine of sorts. Thankfully no one noticed her, or it could have been an AMAZING loss of face on her part.

She sees Helen walking in, looking shaken of sorts. She sits facing the bar, just a seat away from Furretium, who was asking concernedly about Helen and things. She tries to understand what is happening, but ah, she doesn't. Helen doesn't make it clear what she's talking about. What IS she ACTUALLY talking about?

Unfazed, Alethea sits quietly, drinking milk tea. Furretium seemed to convince her that everything is better with milk. And she waits, and listens, as Helen continues pouring her apparent grief upon the poor ferret's mind and soul.

[Araraukar]

"I'll file that away with the rest of the threats from pacifists I've seen carried out, madam ambassador." Donnaugh says, glancing back at Janis. Over his shoulder, he can see the potted plant, now roughly half the length of the bar closer. Who the hell keeps moving the damn plants around here?

"Like I said, I wasn't threatening you," Janis said, grinning. "But you seem to be making a very common mistake, one that you military people often make - just because a nation is pacifist, it doesn't mean it would never fight, or that a nation without standing armed forces couldn't defend itself. I don't know how nature works where you come from, but at least on my planet, if you're really looking to suicide-by-animal, you don't go harass a carnivore, but instead go between a herbivore and its cub. The herbivore won't care about your philosophy or your final intentions, all it cares about, is the threat to its future that you're presenting, and since it has nothing to lose, it will not stop until you or it are dead."

She was again being glared at, but that was fine with Janis, she knew it was powerless anger; the most the temporary Separatist ambassador could do was to try and sabotage some of Bell's unfinished projects, before all the diplomatic bridges he had already set alight, would start to be noticed back at the C.D.S.P. She was certain that Bell's homeland wasn't the corrupt, militant hellhole that Donnaugh was trying to paint it as, and that they would eventually remove the miniature dictator from his position.

She poked him in the sternum. "Now, take that lesson and apply it on a wider scale, mister military man, thinking of pacifism as the overall strategy that a nation has chosen. Does the strategy always require every tactic used on the battlefield to emulate it? If your military strategy is to capture an area of land, can your tactics never include retreat? And finally, if nothing else, you really should be aware that in international politics, it's not-"

She never got to finish the sentence.

[Potted Plants United]

Using the Araraukarian ambassador's raving speeches as a smokescreen, the speaker plant had inched its way across the floor to where it now loomed just behind the Separatist ambassador, and then in one swift movement it slung both its mobility vines forward, wrapping them several times around the man's torso, trapping his arms against his sides - with a thin, prehensile vine also rescuing the drink glass from his hand - and lifting him a handspan above the floor with the intention of keeping him from harming either himself or the plant.

OOC: Going to wait for reaction post from SP, but I'm assuming there'll be yelling/screaming and futile attempts to struggle.

OOC EDIT: 666th post!

[Wallenburg]

A sweaty mechanic with a moustache carries a toolbox and a container of gasoline into the bar. He walks over to a stone silent Volkswagen in the back and pours the gasoline into the tank.

"Now...let's see if that get's ya woke up."

[Herby]

A sweaty mechanic with a moustache carries a toolbox and a container of gasoline into the bar. He walks over to a stone silent Volkswagen in the back and pours the gasoline into the tank.

"Now...let's see if that get's ya woke up."

Herby blips a few times and utters a few nonsense syllables, then speaks in a British accent.

Stormtroopers? Here? We're in danger! I must tell the others! OH NO, I'VE BEEN SHOT!

Wait, what? Wha. AAAH! Who the hell are you and ewwww haven't you ever heard of antiperspirant?

[Wrapper]

A sweaty mechanic with a moustache carries a toolbox and a container of gasoline into the bar. He walks over to a stone silent Volkswagen in the back and pours the gasoline into the tank.

AAAH! Who the hell are you and ewwww haven't you ever heard of antiperspirant?

(Wad Ahume looks up, then whispers to Markhov.)

Looks like that guy from Donkey Kong, right? Minus all the sweat, of course.

[Tinfect]

Looks like that guy from Donkey Kong, right? Minus all the sweat, of course.

"Er, Ambassador, if that is the Delegation of 'Donkey Kong'... well, his appearance certainly does not reflect highly on his people."

[Wallenburg]

Looks like that guy from Donkey Kong, right? Minus all the sweat, of course.

"Er, Ambassador, if that is the Delegation of 'Donkey Kong'... well, his appearance certainly does not reflect highly on his people."

The sweaty janitor looks over at the Tinfectian ambassador and begins to stride over to him, "Hey, watch yer mouth ya piece of--"

A wrench falls from his toolbox and hits his toes. "Yeeeoowww!!!" he shouts, leaping on one foot and stumbling backward into a window, promptly falling through it and landing in the reflecting pool.

[The Imperial Frost Federation]

"Er, Ambassador, if that is the Delegation of 'Donkey Kong'... well, his appearance certainly does not reflect highly on his people."

The sweaty janitor looks over at the Tinfectian ambassador and begins to stride over to him, "Hey, watch yer mouth ya piece of--"

A wrench falls from his toolbox and hits his toes. "Yeeeoowww!!!" he shouts, leaping on one foot and stumbling backward into a window, promptly falling through it and landing in the reflecting pool.

Albert and Ilya walk back into the bar witnessing the Janitor fall through a window, looking concerned Al asks, "Is he going to be-" Al doesn't finish his question as Ilya taps his shoulder shifting his attention to a helpless Donnaugh causing them to stifle their laughter as they walked over to a nearby booth.

[Wrapper]

A wrench falls from his toolbox and hits his toes. "Yeeeoowww!!!" he shouts, leaping on one foot and stumbling backward into a window, promptly falling through it and landing in the reflecting pool.

(Wad Ahume nods, thinking, good, he really could have used a bath. He then spies Donnaugh wrapped up by the plant. He taps Markhov on the shoulder and points in Donnaugh's direction.)

[Tinfect]

A wrench falls from his toolbox and hits his toes. "Yeeeoowww!!!" he shouts, leaping on one foot and stumbling backward into a window, promptly falling through it and landing in the reflecting pool.

(Wad Ahume nods, thinking, good, he really could have used a bath. He then spies Donnaugh wrapped up by the plant. He taps Markhov on the shoulder and points in Donnaugh's direction.)

"Ehm... Well then. I suppose that would be the... plant that sent the message? I must admit, I was not quite prepared for... that."

[Herby]

"Er, Ambassador, if that is the Delegation of 'Donkey Kong'... well, his appearance certainly does not reflect highly on his people."

The sweaty janitor looks over at the Tinfectian ambassador and begins to stride over to him, "Hey, watch yer mouth ya piece of--"

A wrench falls from his toolbox and hits his toes. "Yeeeoowww!!!" he shouts, leaping on one foot and stumbling backward into a window, promptly falling through it and landing in the reflecting pool.

Just before the splash is heard, Herby shouts.

THANKS DUDE! So ehhhh how long was I out this time? And where's Arya? And why does my back seat feel so funky? Yo Neville, dire need for some washer fluid here, thanks man!

[Araraukar]

(Wad Ahume nods, thinking, good, he really could have used a bath. He then spies Donnaugh wrapped up by the plant. He taps Markhov on the shoulder and points in Donnaugh's direction.)

"Ehm... Well then. I suppose that would be the... plant that sent the message? I must admit, I was not quite prepared for... that."

OOC: Waiting for SP's reaction post before adding more, but just OOCly pointing out that the speaker plants are basically the ambassadorial units of the hivemind - other, specialized plants, somewhere hidden from view, are able to interface with specially adapted machinery, to operate computers. Johan Milkus is wearing a portable one, but there are several.