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by Murray the Evil Skull » Wed Jun 03, 2009 8:54 am
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by Absolvability » Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:09 am
by Qumkent » Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:28 am
Absolvability wrote:- He laid a hand to Nigel's shoulder, bidding him quiet farewell with promise to return later... and headed towards Ambassador Mongkha a bit stumbley bumbley.-
Well, well, well. Look who's back in town.
by Absolvability » Wed Jun 03, 2009 11:58 am
by Cats Keep » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:15 pm
by Qumkent » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:21 pm
Absolvability wrote:Very well indeed, since you ask. -Antonius offered a thin smile... smiling because he was nearing drunk, and thin because he didn't realize he was doing it.- I've been celebrating my first visit to this bar, actually. And now I'll begin celebrating your offer.
-Tarmashirin would find that his brief lack of attention would be rewarded. There was no need for him to move... Antonius didn't generally expect special treatment for his title. He had been brought up poor and never suspected that anybody should give him anything. So, without further ado, Antonius groped out for the back of a nearby chair and pulled it, legs grating across the floor, over to Ambassador Mongkha's table.- Well lets see... I've already had some tea this evening, lets see about that champagne.
-Antonius didn't really have refined taste... but, at the moment, he doubted very much his taste buds were working properly anyway. He dropped down into the chair he'd procured, straddling it with forearms draped across the back to dangle absent-mindedly drumming fingertips upon the tabletop.-
I was under the impression that you'd resigned from the World Assembly, Ambassador. Change your mind?
by Philimbesi » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:24 pm
Cats Keep wrote:Proof? the honored repereseantative asked for proof? Khatt nodded firmly
"Oh, yes I do." From his messenger bag he pulled out CD dics, security camera tapes, folders filled with official memos, and several tape recorders. "These were smuggled out the GeeSee at the risk of peoples lives, or obtained by Keepian Shadow operatives."
He laid them before the honored representative.
by Absolvability » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:33 pm
Philimbesi wrote:Nigel's eyes narrowed, as he glanced at the pile of evidence on the bar. "Well, then why don't you join the WA, and submit a condemnation?"
by Philimbesi » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:43 pm
-Quite pleased with himself for having left Nigel to be the sole entertainer of the feline Ambassador, Antonius couldn't resist looking back from time to time to see how the weird and ill-timed request for attention was coming along. Not so well, he thought to himself, though Nigel was doing a fair job of remaining polite.- Haha... the poor bastard...
by Glen-Rhodes » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:48 pm
by Cats Keep » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:52 pm
by Philimbesi » Wed Jun 03, 2009 1:02 pm
Cats Keep wrote:"Well, then why don't you join the WA, and submit a condemnation?"
Khatt sighed. He'd been warned that the World Assembly wouldn't do anything. "Because it's your place to police your memebers. Other wise what are you but a bunch of nosey parkers who want to control everyone else...but yourselves. A bunch of do as I say not as I do."
"You want to make all these rules of conduct and being civilized but the one nation in my region that is a part of your supposedly 'august body' conducts open and unabashed genocide, and deprives its citizens of their rights, while you do nothing." He hadn't quite believed them when he'd been warned, he'd thought surely that the World Assembly would uphold it's ideals.
"So those resolutions mean absolutely nothing, they're just pretty words on paper."
by Qumkent » Wed Jun 03, 2009 2:10 pm
Absolvability wrote:-Facing front again he found himself confronted with a glass of champagne and wrapped his fingers delicately around the stem, eyes examining the color as well as transparency of the liquid as his wrist rolled to swirl it. Suddenly he looked up with disgust,- Oh, abandon your propriety, Ambassador. My name is Antonius, and there is nothing especially excellent about me. We may toast to new friends... so long as you refer to me as a friend might... -And, unless steered otherwise, he'd take a drink from the champagne... only a little more than was proper, considering such a rare treat should be savored. Instead, Antonius wrinkled his nose some as the aftertaste sank in.-
A splendid place. The... wha... oh, oh! Haha, no, I have not. My respects don't go to shrines, as it were, and my pay goes to Neville.
Glen-Rhodes wrote:Again, Bradford found himself entering the Strangers' Bar. To his enjoyment, the director of the Youth Outreach Program got his letter, and the irritating page was sent packing. With any hope, the shear amount of expletives in the letter would prevent another Y.O.P. attack on his offices.
He noticed Mongkha, and this unusually lightened his outlook. "Mongkha," he said with an almost distraught voice, "I was beginning to worry that the Urgench offices would go vacant." He took a seat at the table, purposefully ensuring that he was as far away from Antonius as possible. It would be noticed as purposeful because he grabbed one seat, noticed how close he was to the ambassador, and moved over to the other end of the table. He did so not with a sense of disgust, but with some other sentiment that one might have a few weeks after being recorded on tape saying "I've made it a point to all FAA employees to stay at least ten feet from any Absolvability diplomat -- their infliction might be contagious". To the Press Office's dismay, it was the GRNR (Glen-Rhodes National Radio) that recorded the stab.
"A lemon water, if you will," he gestured to the bartender. If anyone has read Glen-Rhodes press, they would know that Bradford is subject to serious lapses of judgment when drinking. He once phoned the President and... well, we really shouldn't go there.
by Absolvability » Wed Jun 03, 2009 2:35 pm
by The Golden Simatar » Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:37 pm
by Philimbesi » Thu Jun 04, 2009 4:03 am
The Golden Simatar wrote: She pulled a handkerchief from her purse and tried to dab away the liquid that had spread to his arm. "Oh God I'm sorry, my fault, I've only been here a few days and everything is still rather new."
by The Golden Simatar » Thu Jun 04, 2009 8:32 am
by Philimbesi » Thu Jun 04, 2009 8:39 am
The Golden Simatar wrote:"Yes, Samantha Bloc, I was just getting a celebratory drink before heading home tomorrow for next quarter at Karnotz University. I was told I got a gin and tonic, though I think it was more gin than tonic." Samantha continued to try and help cleaning the man up in a nervous, overexcited fashion. She wiped off the CDs in her hands shortly before he took them away. She then helped collect and tried to blot away the liquid from some of the papers. The some of the pages were wet pulp and while on others the ink was running. She looked distressed.
"Oh shit, sorry...oh shit. I hope it wasn't anything too important. If you want, I can stay around longer and retype or fix whatever I destroyed."
by The Golden Simatar » Thu Jun 04, 2009 9:15 am
by Philimbesi » Thu Jun 04, 2009 9:24 am
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