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Of Desert Lionesses and Sand Raptors (Closed)

Postby Kyrenaia » Mon Jul 02, 2018 2:26 pm

Hello and welcome to Of Desert Lionesses and Sand Raptors!
This RP is closed to me and Scarlet Eagle, but you are very welcome to read along. Have fun!


Utica International Airport.
Day 1 of the State Visit of Emperor Anaximander and Empress Anna to the Sultanate of Kyrenaia.

"Prince, arrival in a few minutes.", the aide of Utica International Tower spoke to the boy, who was slowly becoming a man.
Prince Mahmut ibn-Idris, a young man of thirteen years with golden eyes and a mop of brown hair crowning his head, nodded.
"Thank you, Sir.", he said and bowed his head slightly. He was to welcome Emperor Anaximander and Empress Anna of the Empire of the Scarlet Eagle, as well as their compatriots, in Kyrenaia, at Utica International, in a scene very similar and yet very dissimilar to what Duchess Marcella and Princess Gisella had witnessed a few months before during their state visit.
The young man's thoughts turned to the UIS' Princess, who he was in love with - how was she? He would have to write a letter tonight.
He shook his head, returning to the present, as was dressed in a fine suit, waiting on the tarmac under an umbrella at the red carpet in the scorching heat of Kyrenaian Summers, which was why the protestors had retreated from the viewing platform of the main terminal into the upper deck of the terminal itself. And there were a lot of protestors, which was understandable, as the relations between the Empire and Kyrenaia were not stellar: It had all begun with the Khanate of Jazirat Alshahwa and Kyrenaia moving troops in to keep up the public order, which had escalated a little bit.
Diplomatic upheavals had followed, threats and wild accussations being flung around, nicknames being given, and... a few months ago, during a visit to Camelone for a completely different matter, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent their most effective charme weapon to offer a state visit to the Emperor and the Empress at their earliest convinience.
Which was, apparently, now. That did not hinder the protestors, which kept it typically Kyrenaian and classy, flying flags of the Khanate of Jazirat Alshahwa amongst other things - the Kyrenaian name for the Va'a Mamao Islands.
Mahmut was glad about the timing, as that meant, that he was finished with his finals, even Maths, and most likely made it. He had at least a very good feeling about it.
He had been selected to welcome these important guests of state, for which Utica International and the Main Access Motorway into the 50 million people metropolis of Utica had been blocked. That had quite a few people miffed, but by the end of the day, both would be open again.
The security was extra tight, the Chandshar and Utica Metropolitan Police working together with the Order of the Tabardariyya to ensure security of their guests. There was no honour guard of the Army and the Navy, though, but an honour guard of the Utica Metropolitan Police, one of the regular police service, one of the Motorcycle Squadrons (to which Prince Damir had belonged during his Service), both in Blue Dresses, as well as of the Utica International Fire Department.
Mahmut watched with a nod as the vanguard appeared: Four planes, all of them Kyrenaian Aircraft Factories KAF-18 Dabur Multirole Fighters, escorted Eagle One, the plane carrying their guests, two at the tips of the wings and two as a vanguard to make sure, that the airspace was clean.
Where the pilots had delighted with a small airshow a few months prior, though, the pilots of these two planes kept it to the normal routine. There had been a reprimand after their air show, after all.
"Showtime.", Mahmut said and drowned the last of his glass of water, handing it to a handmaiden, giving her a grateful nod as he stepped out of the shadow cast by the umbrella, towards his position.
This was his first time welcoming and important guest of state and if he was honest, he was excited: This was huge. And in the distance, he could see the planes, a relatively medium-sized A380 approaching with two planes at the wings, as he closed the buttons of his jacket and corrected the fit of his deep blue tie.
This would be fun, he thought and smiled slightly, and slightly cocky, under the Lioness' Loving and Scorching Gaze.
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Sat Jul 07, 2018 11:43 am

- Emperor Anaximander "The Scarlet" Blachkov: age 28, 2,05m tall, dark brown hair and steel blue eyes. Has a vertical scar over his right eye, and a fresh one on his left cheek. Specialty: Medic
-Empress Anna "The Scarlet" Blachkov (née Melnik): age 28, 1,92m tall, shoulder lentgh black hair and green eyes. Has a small scar over her left cheek. Specialty: Sniper
- Colonel Pavel Morozov, leader of Anax's Alpha Squadron of his Personal Guard: age 28, 2,04m tall, short blonde hair and grey eyes Has a fresh scar on the riht side of his head, underneath his hair. Specialty: Heavy Gunner
-Colonel Alicia Morozov (née Dipaloski), leader of Anna's Alpha Squadron of her Personal Guard: age 28, 1,91m tall, shoulder length blonde hair and green eyes. Specialty: Explosives, Demolitions and Engineer.
The men have this tribal tatoo on the left forearm



Aboard Eagle Force One, 4 hours before arrival in Utica
In the Imperial Suite located at the front of the Boeing A380 Jumbo, Emperor Anaximander Blachkov is slowly awaking from a restful sleep. It had been 2 months since he accepted the invitation of the Kyrenaian Royalty for a state visit, and now he, and others, were finally going for it. As he reflects on the missions he had to complete in these 2 months, involving the destruction of 2 bands of dangerous cultists operating in his Empire, The Testament of the New Ezekiel and Eden's Gate, he feels the sleeping form of his wife, Empress Anna Blachkov, stir next to him.
"Wake up, sleepyhead, whispers Anax to his wife as he carresses her hair.
-Mmhh, 5 more minutes, replies Anna with a yawn as she turns around.
-Sorry, but we have to wake up, we have a state visit to complete honey, says the Emperor as he lightly kisses his wife. Or was I that good last night that I tired you too much? he adds with a cocky smile.
-Well, you performance last night wasn't the best of your carreer, but it has some potential, replies the Empress as she is now completely awake. But you're right, we have to go."
As she says that, a small knock is heard at the door, and Colonel Pavel Morozov, Leader of the Alpha Squadron of Anax's Personal Guard, and a childhood friend of the couple, enters the room, wearing black shorts and T-shirt.
"Hey Guys, slept well? Just wanted to tell you that breakfast is served in your office Anax. Alicia is already there.
-Thanks Pavel, just let us change into something more appropriate and we'll join you.
-Roger that, replies the Colonel as he closes the door.

A few minutes later
After having taken a quick shower and changed into their PT T-shirt and shorts, the Imperial Couple, gets out of the suite and heads towards his office on the lower deck of the plane, where Pavel and his wife Alicia are already sitted in the couch, eating their toasts with butter and jam.
"Morning Guys, says Anax as he enters and sits behind his desk, while Anna sits in one of the seats facing him.
- Morning, replies Alicia before sipping on her coffee. Did you slept well?
-Pretty good, and you? answers the Empress as 2 stewards bring some coffee and toasts for the monarchs.
- Same, replies Pavel. A bit stressed by the state visit, but otherwise we're fine.
-Hey man, relax, says the Emperor to his friend. It can't be worse than what we had to go through the last months, right? At least here, you won't get you skull scraped by a .308 round.
- That's true, and your cheek will not be cut in half by a machete. Unless the Tabardariyya decides to show us their axes skill, replies the Colonel with a laugh.
-I hope it doesn't come to that, answers Anaximander as he butters a toast before adding some raspberry jam. Let's just make a good impression and try to learn some wisdom from the Sultana.
- I wonder how good of an impression 4 battle-scarred Scarlet Rangers like us can give, says Anna as she sips on her coffee.
- Well, we'll have to discover it on the spot, replies Alicia to her childhood friend. But anyway, why don't we take a moment to review the list of people we're supposed to meet?
-Good idea, says Anax as he finishes his coffee. Let's move to the meeting room."
After the 4 friends have relocated to the more spacious and more practical meeting room a few meters away, they sit and stare at the giant screen at the end of the table.
"All right, starts the Emperor, who is seated at the end of the table, with his wife to his left and the other two to his right. Let's recap the names and the faces.
  • Sultana Razzia, codename "Kingpin"
  • Crown Prince Ilia, codename "Liar"
  • Princess Rasha, codename "Catwoman"
  • Prince Damir, codename "GoldenEye"
  • Princess Aurelia, codename "Blondie"
  • Grand Vizier Mahmut al-Zahir, codename "Philosopher"
  • Prince Mahmut, codename "First" or "Yuki"
  • Foreign Minister Vizier ben Sahid, codename "Seller"
  • Admiral Mawja, codename "Mofo"
As for us, we stick to the usual, I'm Eagle 1, Anna's Eagle 2, Pavel Eagle3 and Alicia Eagle 4. Clear?
-Roger that, replies the rest of the group.
-Sso, what do we do now? asks Pavel. Someone up for a game of PUBG, since we have 3 hours and a half until our arrival?
-Yep, replies his wife. I"ll go search the laptops"

3 hours later
After 3 hours of computer games, the 4 friends are now clad in their service uniform, composed of black boots, black pants with a red band on the sides, a short-sleeved shirt underneath which the form of a bulletproof/stab vest can be clearly seen, a scarlet tie, and a black beret with the symbol of the Scarlet Rangers (a Scarlet Eagle with a silver skull in its center) On the sleeves of the shirt, on the left, they wear the Scarlet Ranger patch, the sumbol mentioned before but with the motto "If it's hostile, you kill it", while on the right, they wear a patch consisting of a representation of the Palace of the Azure Hall, with in front of it, a Scarlet Eagle and a Lioness facing away from each other, the Lioness looking to the right and the Eagle to the left. And above and below, the words "Operation Sand Raptor", the codename given to the state visit by the Emperor and his party.
With that, they carry their M1911 pistols in a quickdraw holster located on the thigh, the exception being that the pistols of Anax and Anna are pistols carved in a meteor and offered to them for their wedding, giving them a very unique look. They also carry their bayonets, and some mags in pouches on their belts. And in some bagpacks, they carry the rest of their gear ( tablets, medikits, some gifts). And finally, they are equipped with throat microphones, earpieces, Heads Up Display integrated in shades, and their Data Gloved Paired on their left arm.

As the plane finally approaches Utica International under good escort, the 4 friends meet with the security team of the plane on the upper deck, 20 soldiers clad in their Tactical uniforms and exoskeletons, and armed with SCAR-Hs, M27 SAW, and Cheytac Intervention sniper rifles. After the plane have landed, the passengers look out to analyze the situation
"Well, at last we've arrived, smiles Pavel. And the welcoming commitee is here too.
-Yep, replies Alicia, but is that protestors that I see in the upper part of the terminal?
-You're right, says Anna, it is. But they assured us that they took our security at heart, and yet they allow such a risk to exist.
-Well, not on my watch, finishes Anaximander. After Sullivan Knoth and Joseph Seed, I don't take any risks. Paulson, Jackson, I want you on the ladder with your weapons at the ready and trained on them! Do not fire unless i give you a direct order, is that clear? he adds towards 2 of his soldiers, one armed with a cheytac and the other with a M27.
"Roger that, Sir!" reply the 2 men before moving towards the front of the plane.
"Utica Tower, this is Empress Anna Blachkov, callsign Eagle 2. We want to inform you that due to the presence of protesters on site, we are deploying a forward security team on the ladder, and we apologize for the inconvenience, says the Empress as she speaks in her throat microphone.
-Eagle Flight, we advise against it on the strongest terms. The protesters won't do a thing and had been checked.
-Utica Tower, this is Anaximander, callsign Eagle 1. All right, I believe you. But be advised that although we won't deploy a sniper and a machinegunner, some of our men will perform a guard of Honor at the bottom of the stairs. Eagle 1 out"
-Paul, call back Jackson and Paulson, calls Pavel. We still perform the Guard of Honor.
- Copy that, replies Commander Paul Allen, the security team leader. Guys! I want everyone of you in their ceremony uniforms in 3 minutes, go go go!

As the upper left door plane opens on the ladder, 6 men clad in a dark blue Dress Uniform and armed with SCAR-Hs, and perfom a Guard of Honor at the bottom of the stairs. Then, the Imperial Couple steps out, with the 2 Special Ambassadors in tow.
"Wow, mutters the Emperor as he winces behind his HUD-shades. This place is even hotter than the Sahara. Now I truly understand the meaning of their national motto.
-May the Winds carry a cool breeze and water, recites his wife with a smile, as she walks down the stairs and goes towards Prince Mahmut.
Last edited by The Scarlet Eagle on Wed Nov 21, 2018 6:06 am, edited 7 times in total.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Sun Jul 08, 2018 3:06 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:Character description:
- Emperor Anaximander "The Scarlet" Blachkov: age 28, 2,05m tall, dark brown hair and steel blue eyes. Has a vertical scar over his right eye, and a fresh one on his left cheek. Specialty: Medic
-Empress Anna "The Scarlet" Blachkov (née Melnik): age 28, 1,92m tall, shoulder lentgh black hair and green eyes. Has a small scar over her left cheek. Specialty: Sniper
- Colonel Pavel Morozov, leader of Anax's Alpha Squadron of his Personal Guard: age 28, 2,04m tall, short blonde hair and grey eyes Has a fresh scar on the riht side of his head, underneath his hair. Specialty: Heavy Gunner
-Colonel Alicia Morozov (née Dipaloski), leader of Anna's Alpha Squadron of her Personal Guard: age 28, 1,91m tall, shoulder length blonde hair and green eyes. Specialty: Explosives, Demolitions and Engineer.
The men have this tribal tatoo on the left forearm


Aboard Eagle Force One, 4 hours before arrival in Utica
In the Imperial Suite located at the front of the EagleAirIndustries A380, Emperor Anaximander Blachkov is slowly awaking from a restful sleep. It had been 2 months since he accepted the invitation of the Kyrenaian Royalty for a state visit, and now he, and others, were finally going for it. As he reflects on the missions he had to complete in these 2 months, involving the destruction of 2 bands of dangerous cultists operating in his Empire, The Testament of the New Ezekiel and Eden's Gate, he feels the sleeping form of his wife, Empress Anna Blachkov, stir next to him.
"Wake up, sleepyhead, whispers Anax to his wife as he carresses her hair.
-Mmhh, 5 more minutes, replies Anna with a yawn as she turns around.
-Sorry, but we have to wake up, we have a state visit to complete honey, says the Emperor as he lightly kisses his wife. Or was I that good last night that I tired you too much? he adds with a cocky smile.
-Well, you performance last night wasn't the best of your carreer, but it has some potential, replies the Empress as she is now completely awake. But you're right, we have to go."
As she says that, a small knock is heard at the door, and Colonel Pavel Morozov, Leader of the Alpha Squadron of Anax's Personal Guard, and a childhood friend of the couple, enters the room, wearing black shorts and T-shirt.
"Hey Guys, slept well? Just wanted to tell you that breakfast is served in your office Anax. Alicia is already there.
-Thanks Pavel, just let us change into something more appropriate and we'll join you.
-Roger that, replies the Colonel as he closes the door.

A few minutes later
After having taken a quick shower and changed into their PT T-shirt and shorts, the Imperial Couple, gets out of the suite and heads towards his office on the lower deck of the plane, where Pavel and his wife Alicia are already sitted in the couch, eating their toasts with butter and jam.
"Morning Guys, says Anax as he enters and sits behind his desk, while Anna sits in one of the seats facing him.
- Morning, replies Alicia before sipping on her coffee. Did you slept well?
-Pretty good, and you? answers the Empress as 2 stewards bring some coffee and toasts for the monarchs.
- Same, replies Pavel. A bit stressed by the state visit, but otherwise we're fine.
-Hey man, relax, says the Emperor to his friend. It can't be worse than what we had to go through the last months, right? At least here, you won't get you skull scraped by a .308 round.
- That's true, and your cheek will not be cut in half by a machete. Unless the Tabardariyya decides to show us their axes skill, replies the Colonel with a laugh.
-I hope it doesn't come to that, answers Anaximander as he butters a toast before adding some raspberry jam. Let's just make a good impression and try to learn some wisdom from the Sultana.
- I wonder how good of an impression 4 battle-scarred Scarlet Rangers like us can give, says Anna as she sips on her coffee.
- Well, we'll have to discover it on the spot, replies Alicia to her childhood friend. But anyway, why don't we take a moment to review the list of people we're supposed to meet?
-Good idea, says Anax as he finishes his coffee. Let's move to the meeting room."
After the 4 friends have relocated to the more spacious and more practical meeting room a few meters away, they sit and stare at the giant screen at the end of the table.
"All right, starts the Emperor, who is seated at the end of the table, with his wife to his left and the other two to his right. Let's recap the names and the faces.
  • Sultana Razzia, codename "Kingpin"
  • Crown Prince Ilia, codename "Liar"
  • Princess Rasha, codename "Catwoman"
  • Prince Damir, codename "GoldenEye"
  • Princess Aurelia, codename "Blondie"
  • Grand Vizier Mahmut al-Zahir, codename "Philosopher"
  • Prince Mahmut, codename "First" or "Yuki"
  • Foreign Minister Vizier ben Sahid, codename "Seller"
  • Admiral Mawja, codename "Mofo"
As for us, we stick to the usual, I'm Eagle 1, Anna's Eagle 2, Pavel Eagle3 and Alicia Eagle 4. Clear?
-Roger that, replies the rest of the group.
-Sso, what do we do now? asks Pavel. Someone up for a game of PUBG, since we have 3 hours and a half until our arrival?
-Yep, replies his wife. I"ll go search the laptops"

3 hours later
After 3 hours of computer games, the 4 friends are now clad in their service uniform, composed of black boots, black pants with a red band on the sides, a short-sleeved shirt underneath which the form of a bulletproof/stab vest can be clearly seen, a scarlet tie, and a black beret with the symbol of the Scarlet Rangers (a Scarlet Eagle with a silver skull in its center) On the sleeves of the shirt, on the left, they wear the Scarlet Ranger patch, the sumbol mentioned before but with the motto "If it's hostile, you kill it", while on the right, they wear a patch consisting of a representation of the Palace of the Azure Hall, with in front of it, a Scarlet Eagle and a Lioness facing away from each other, the Lioness looking to the right and the Eagle to the left. And above and below, the words "Operation Sand Raptor", the codename given to the state visit by the Emperor and his party.
With that, they carry their M1911 pistols in a quickdraw holster located on the thigh, the exception being that the pistols of Anax and Anna are pistols carved in a meteor and offered to them for their wedding, giving them a very unique look. They also carry their bayonets, and some mags in pouches on their belts. And in some bagpacks, they carry the rest of their gear ( tablets, medikits, some gifts). And finally, they are equipped with throat microphones, earpieces, Heads Up Display integrated in shades, and their Data Gloved Paired on their left arm.

As the plane finally approaches Utica International under good escort, the 4 friends meet with the security team of the plane on the upper deck, 20 soldiers clad in their Tactical uniforms and exoskeletons, and armed with SCAR-Hs, M27 SAW, and Cheytac Intervention sniper rifles. After the plane have landed, the passengers look out to analyze the situation
"Well, at last we've arrived, smiles Pavel. And the welcoming commitee is here too.
-Yep, replies Alicia, but is that protestors that I see in the upper part of the terminal?
-You're right, says Anna, it is. But they assured us that they took our security at heart, and yet they allow such a risk to exist.
-Well, not on my watch, finishes Anaximander. After Sullivan Knoth and Joseph Seed, I don't take any risks. Paulson, Jackson, I want you on the ladder with your weapons at the ready and trained on them! Do not fire unless i give you a direct order, is that clear? he adds towards 2 of his soldiers, one armed with a cheytac and the other with a M27.
"Roger that, Sir!" reply the 2 men before moving towards the front of the plane.
"Utica Tower, this is Empress Anna Blachkov, callsign Eagle 2. We want to inform you that due to the presence of protesters on site, we are deploying a forward security team on the ladder, and we apologize for the inconvenience, says the Empress as she speaks in her throat microphone.
-Eagle Flight, we advise against it on the strongest terms. The protesters won't do a thing and had been checked.
-Utica Tower, this is Anaximander, callsign Eagle 1. All right, I believe you. But be advised that although we won't deploy a sniper and a machinegunner, some of our men will perform a guard of Honor at the bottom of the stairs. Eagle 1 out"
-Paul, call back Jackson and Paulson, calls Pavel. We still perform the Guard of Honor.
- Copy that, replies Commander Paul Allen, the security team leader. Guys! I want everyone of you in their ceremony uniforms in 3 minutes, go go go!

As the upper left door plane opens on the ladder, 6 men clad in a dark blue Dress Uniform and armed with SCAR-Hs, and perfom a Guard of Honor at the bottom of the stairs. Then, the Imperial Couple steps out, with the 2 Special Ambassadors in tow.
"Wow, mutters the Emperor as he winces behind his HUD-shades. This place is even hotter than the Sahara. Now I truly understand the meaning of their national motto.
-May the Winds carry a cool breeze and water, recites his wife with a smile, as she walks down the stairs and goes towards Prince Mahmut.


Note: Quote modified by removal of spoiler-tags.


To say, that Prince Mahmut was not really impressed when the door finally opened was a slight understatement. One might even call him underwhelmed.
Mainly that was not because of the honour guard - a bit of an insult, but he had been informed by the Chandshar before, both about the anti-insurgency operations the guests had participated before coming here (a high risk for the head of state to get into such operations, but if he wanted to leave his country headless, then it was his choice) and about his tendency for excesive military posing (something he would learn was not everything).
As the Emperor finally appeared, the Kyrenaian Honour Guards, both of the Utica Metropolitan Police and the one of the Utica International Fire Department, assumed position of attention. As the Emperor appeared, the protestors got more lively as well, waving their flags more as they began to sing the Song of Jazirat Alshahwa, a song about the long and ardous journey from Kyrenaia to the Khanate in 1530 by Princess Shirin, who was to marry the Khan.
A small smile on his lips, Mahmut had to note, that both the Emperor and the Empress were tall and that was about it. Neither was the Emperor as impressive as a person as he apparently fancied himself, nor was the Empress much to look at. They also didn't particularly look wise, but Mahmut was a bit spoiled then it came to that, he was the nephew of the Grand Vizier and living with him, after all. The warning about the military posing had been confirmed, though: He knew, that the people had been informed, that meeting the Sultana required Black Tie, at least, and that Black Tie did not entail Military Uniforms on any descriptions in Kyrenaia.
And he knew, that they'd been informed about the particular rules about weaponry in the presence of the Sultana.
He exhaled as they approached. Oh, boy... this is going to be fun..., he thought.
Then he bowed his head, appearing completely unbothered by the heat.
"Welcome, Your Majesties.", he spoke to them politely, a slight accent colouring his voice, giving it a melodic cadance, "Welcome to Kyrenaia - in the Name of the Sultanate, of the Five Ilkhans, and the people of this Country, I welcome You here. May the Winds carry a cool breeze and water to the Empire."
He had been instructed to be polite to the guests, he was younger then them, after all, to keep it up with the protocol - but anyone believing, that he would break a leg for them was sorely mistaken. Personal opinions aside, they weren't exactly breaking a leg with politeness, as their ignorance for Kyrenaian Court Protocol showed, so why should he?
His greeting also ignored both 'Special Ambassadors' (a courtesy made by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so that the best friends and bodyguards could come along, too - for a moment, Mahmut wondered, what the two of them would have done, if they simply did not allow them) quite deliberately. Mahmut was here to greet Emperor Anaximander and Empress Anna, not their footboys.
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Sun Jul 08, 2018 12:32 pm

As they finally get on the ground, the Scarlet Eaglean delegation snaps to attention and salutes the young prince, before dropping the attention.
« Eagle 3 to Castle, contact established with First, whispers Pavel in his throat microphone.
- Greetings, Prince Mahmut, says the Emperor as he takes off his shades, and thank you for your warm welcome. In turn, in the name of the Empire, it’s 13 Regions as well as its population, May the Scarlet Eagle Spirits bring their martial and calming breeze to the Sultana. That’s a nice song your protestors are singing, very lively.
-By the way, Young Prince, adds the Empress with a smile. May I introduce you to Pavel and Alicia ?
- Greetings Your Highness, says Alicia with a large smile. Just like Anaximander said, may the Scarlet Eagle Spirits bring a claming breeze to your people. Right, Pavel ? she adds towards her husband.
-Yeah, not bad, you’ll go far with that attitude, replies the young Colonel with a neutral voice, with a bit of sadness in it that his friends detect instantly.
-Pavel, Pavel, here, let it all out, says the Emperor as he hugs his friend. Immediately after, Pavel starts to cry.
-Ssshh, it’s all right, we’re here with you, whispers Anax in a soothing voice.
-Yeah, I know man, replies Pavel as he wipes his eyes and takes a deep breath. First Damir, and now him. Doesn’t help that they look alike. Are they so used to the Tabardariyya standing around and saying nothing that they forget it’s different from us ?
-Maybe, but remember the intel note : they appear harsh and public, but they are different in private. And don’t forget that you’ll be able to settle things with Damir. So, who’s my champion ? asks Anaximander as he slaps his friend shoulder Gloria fortis miles ?
-Adverso et Admorsus ! exclaims Pavel with a smile, his tears now gone.
In the meantime, as the 2 men were conversing, Anna was whispering to Mahmut :
« Sorry about that, it’s just that with all the pressure we’ve been through the past weeks, the emotions bottle up, and it has to get out at one point or another. Now you know that the fact we’re emotional people is not a myth. I understand that you may be doing this because we’re in public, but I hope it’s not the same in private. We’ll talk about this later.
Alicia, she adds as she turns to her friend, tell Allen to grab the black tie attire we brought in case and bring it in the terminal.
-Roger that, replies Alicia. Eagle 4 to Allen, grab the black tie from our rooms and bring it in the terminal.
-Oh, just to say, although we have thought to pack a black tie attire, we didn’t pack a civilian white tie for the ball tonight. It will be white tie uniform for the boys, and dresses for Alicia and I, finishes Anna with a smile.
-So, Prince, now that all is said and done, why don’t you lead the way ? asks Anaximander as he and his companions put their shades back on.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Sun Jul 08, 2018 1:37 pm

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:As they finally get on the ground, the Scarlet Eaglean delegation snaps to attention and salutes the young prince, before dropping the attention.
« Eagle 3 to Castle, contact established with First, whispers Pavel in his throat microphone.
- Greetings, Prince Mahmut, says the Emperor as he takes off his shades, and thank you for your warm welcome. In turn, in the name of the Empire, it’s 13 Regions as well as its population, May the Scarlet Eagle Spirits bring their martial and calming breeze to the Sultana. That’s a nice song your protestors are singing, very lively.
-By the way, Young Prince, adds the Empress with a smile. May I introduce you to Pavel and Alicia ?
- Greetings Your Highness, says Alicia with a large smile. Just like Anaximander said, may the Scarlet Eagle Spirits bring a claming breeze to your people. Right, Pavel ? she adds towards her husband.
-Yeah, not bad, you’ll go far with that attitude, replies the young Colonel with a neutral voice, with a bit of sadness in it that his friends detect instantly.
-Pavel, Pavel, here, let it all out, says the Emperor as he hugs his friend. Immediately after, Pavel starts to cry.
-Ssshh, it’s all right, we’re here with you, whispers Anax in a soothing voice.
-Yeah, I know man, replies Pavel as he wipes his eyes and takes a deep breath. First Damir, and now him. Doesn’t help that they look alike. Are they so used to the Tabardariyya standing around and saying nothing that they forget it’s different from us ?
-Maybe, but remember the intel note : they appear harsh and public, but they are different in private. And don’t forget that you’ll be able to settle things with Damir. So, who’s my champion ? asks Anaximander as he slaps his friend shoulder Gloria fortis miles ?
-Adverso et Admorsus ! exclaims Pavel with a smile, his tears now gone.
In the meantime, as the 2 men were conversing, Anna was whispering to Mahmut :
« Sorry about that, it’s just that with all the pressure we’ve been through the past weeks, the emotions bottle up, and it has to get out at one point or another. Now you know that the fact we’re emotional people is not a myth. I understand that you may be doing this because we’re in public, but I hope it’s not the same in private. We’ll talk about this later.
Alicia, she adds as she turns to her friend, tell Allen to grab the black tie attire we brought in case and bring it in the terminal.
-Roger that, replies Alicia. Eagle 4 to Allen, grab the black tie from our rooms and bring it in the terminal.
-Oh, just to say, although we have thought to pack a black tie attire, we didn’t pack a civilian white tie for the ball tonight. It will be white tie uniform for the boys, and dresses for Alicia and I, finishes Anna with a smile.
-So, Prince, now that all is said and done, why don’t you lead the way ? asks Anaximander as he and his companions put their shades back on.


Mahmut turned away from Pavel, letting the two men in peace, so when the Empress spoke to him, he gave her the full attention to leave the men their privacy... for a given definition of the term, considering they were on the tarmac of an airport, under the eyes of dozen of security and television cameras, hundreds of protestors and security people.
Privacy.
"I have been informed, that you have been busy for the last two weeks, Anna-Shahbanou.", he said and took his handkerchief out of his jacket's breast pocket, passing it over to that Pavel could dry his tears. "Don't worry, it will be more relaxing here, as soon as we got out of the public spotlight. We're not harsh, though, just the trappings of protocols. I would honoured to host you later in my quarters, Anax-Schah-en-Schah as well as the Colonels of course being invited as well."
He gave a short, roguish smile.
"Shirin will be overjoyed.", he added, before he was serious again, just in time for Anaximander to address him, suggesting that they moved on. The boy nodded. "Of course.", he said and motioned behind him, between the honour guards of Kyrenaia. "This way, please."
As soon as they passed the first man of the honour guard, he slammed his rifle's stock into the ground before he presented the weapon, an ancient-looking carbine with a wooden stock. The next one did the same. And the next one as well. With precision and not a facial muscle twitching, looking forward, the men in the quite familiar blue dresses, as it was the same uniform as Prince Damir had worn in Camelone.
"The Utica Metropolitan Police provided the honour guard for Your reception at the airport.", he said as they moved along, "Both regular police and the Motorcycle Squadrons." He noted, that their guests apparently were not used to the Lioness' Loving Gaze, while he was quite fine. "We'll make a short refreshment stop in the terminal."
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Sun Jul 08, 2018 2:50 pm

"Indeed we have been busy, replies Anna. Proof of that, check Anax's cheek and Pavel's head on the right."
As she points to them, Anax points to the scar on his left cheek, while Pavel raises a bit of hair, revealing another scar.
"Machete for me, 308 round for Pavel. Long story." declares the Emperor. Good to know it's just the Protocol making you be like that. he adds as they start walking.
-Eagle 3 to Castle. Contact with First successful. Phase 1 complete. Moving to Phase 2." As he says that, a small text writing "Phase 1 completed" appears on the HUD of the Emperor and his companions.
-By the way, adds Anaximander as he salutes the Guards of Honor along the way, for how long have you been in the public light as a Prince? Because for a 13 year old boy you're doing very fine with us adults. Your Uncle trained you very well. At your age, being exposed like that is very unusual for us, even for someone as important as me. But we'll have the time to talk about that later in your quarters, or maybe in the Hammam if we meet there.
-A refreshment stop in the Terminal is good, adds the Empress. It's been only a few minutes, and I'm already sweating buckets. I suppose we'll have the chance to meet other people there too, right? Also, if you want, we can tell you why we chose First as your codename. she finishes with a small smirk.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Sun Jul 08, 2018 3:16 pm

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"Indeed we have been busy, replies Anna. Proof of that, check Anax's cheek and Pavel's head on the right."
As she points to them, Anax points to the scar on his left cheek, while Pavel raises a bit of hair, revealing another scar.
"Machete for me, 308 round for Pavel. Long story." declares the Emperor. Good to know it's just the Protocol making you be like that. he adds as they start walking.
-Eagle 3 to Castle. Contact with First successful. Phase 1 complete. Moving to Phase 2." As he says that, a small text writing "Phase 1 completed" appears on the HUD of the Emperor and his companions.
-By the way, adds Anaximander as he salutes the Guards of Honor along the way, for how long have you been in the public light as a Prince? Because for a 13 year old boy you're doing very fine with us adults. Your Uncle trained you very well. At your age, being exposed like that is very unusual for us, even for someone as important as me. But we'll have the time to talk about that later in your quarters, or maybe in the Hammam if we meet there.
-A refreshment stop in the Terminal is good, adds the Empress. It's been only a few minutes, and I'm already sweating buckets. I suppose we'll have the chance to meet other people there too, right? Also, if you want, we can tell you why we chose First as your codename. she finishes with a small smirk.


Mahmut listened and nodded - he kind-of wished, that the four of them could meet Prince-Sergeant Atif ibn-Fadi, of the Special Police Forces, but that guy was sadly occupied elsewhere. Swapping stories of scars, of course.
"Thank you for the compliment.", he said with a smile as they walked along the honour guard, the General Police switching to the Motorcycle Squadrons, "I've been in the public light in higher functions, as in for example welcoming guests of state, for... let's call it a quarter of an hour? You're actually my first." A grin played in his eyes, although his lips remained unmoving. He noted the expressions the Emperor used, especially the 'even for someone as important as me', which spoke of a healthy self-confidence. "Other then that, I've been formally introduced at the Court of the Azure Hall when I was ten and moved to my Uncle. He'll be overjoyed to hear of your praises as well. Since then, however, I've participated in balls and social functions in the name of my Father, the Ilkhan of Sarepta. I would show you the scars on my feet being trampled on, but the first thing I got from my parents after my debut were steel-capped shoes."
He shrugged, there were no scars to show off from him.
"But yes, we can have more of that conversation later, whereever we meet up, Anaximander-Schah-en-Schah.", he said and nodded in confirmation. He, personally, hoped for the Little Hammam, for that was a small and private affair, where they were all just themselves and a blue towel, no ranks, no nothing. "And yes, there will be a few people to meet in the Terminal while enjoying refreshments. The commander of the Cavalry Escort, for example, Major Nara of Utica Met, a few others. A small round."
The terminal, meanwhile, came closer and closer and with it, the promise of refreshments.
"Let me guess, though...", Mahmut said to Anna, a smile on his lips, "...you chose First to be my codename for I was the first you would meet?"
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"You're welcome, replies the Emperor with a smile as they near the Terminal. I imagine occupying such important functions at a young age, and under the tutelage of your uncle, made you mature faster than other boys your age. We look forward to meet the man.
-Ah, steel cap shoes, what would we be without them? asks Alicia with a dreamy look. We use them too, although not in the same line of work as you do, as you can guess, she adds as she refers to the Combat Boots they wear on the field.
-Nope, that's not that, replies the Empress with a enigmatic smile. It's actually quite simple, and you might find the reason a bit silly. You see, when we look at you and Gisella, we think of the manga Mirrai Nikki, or Future Diary. In it, the action centers around a couple of teenagers of 14 years old, Yukiteru Amano and Yuno Gasai, who have to compete with others in a survival game to become the future God. They are numbered First and Second, or "Fasto and Secundo" if you pronounce it in Japanese. And since Yuno has pink hair, just like Gisella, and Yukiteru has brown/black hair, your couple reminded us of them, and there comes your codename. Pretty silly, right? Joke apart though, congratulations to the both of you. We have a weakness for romance stories, makes us cry everytime.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Mon Jul 09, 2018 3:31 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"You're welcome, replies the Emperor with a smile as they near the Terminal. I imagine occupying such important functions at a young age, and under the tutelage of your uncle, made you mature faster than other boys your age. We look forward to meet the man.
-Ah, steel cap shoes, what would we be without them? asks Alicia with a dreamy look. We use them too, although not in the same line of work as you do, as you can guess, she adds as she refers to the Combat Boots they wear on the field.
-Nope, that's not that, replies the Empress with a enigmatic smile. It's actually quite simple, and you might find the reason a bit silly. You see, when we look at you and Gisella, we think of the manga Mirrai Nikki, or Future Diary. In it, the action centers around a couple of teenagers of 14 years old, Yukiteru Amano and Yuno Gasai, who have to compete with others in a survival game to become the future God. They are numbered First and Second, or "Fasto and Secundo" if you pronounce it in Japanese. And since Yuno has pink hair, just like Gisella, and Yukiteru has brown/black hair, your couple reminded us of them, and there comes your codename. Pretty silly, right? Joke apart though, congratulations to the both of you. We have a weakness for romance stories, makes us cry everytime.


"Interesting. And thank you.", Mahmut replied as they passed the honour-guard of the Motorcycle Squadrons, sadly without their impressive machines. He thought, for just a moment, of Gisella, of how much he was waiting on a reply to his recent letter, written with paper and ink, but he had to give it time to arrive there in the first place. "It actually isn't silly."
He let a beat pass.
"Uncle looks forward to meeting you as well, to quote him, 'both to teach and to learn, should they be willing both to listen and to speak'." He shrugged. "Uncle, by the way, his code name is White Beard, you'll see why, is like that. He knows, that he is wise, but he also knows, that there is more wisdom to learn then he knows, both from old and young people, be they Emperors or their bodyguards." The last bit was added with a glance to Pavel and Alicia, giving them a small bow of the head. "I love to learn from him, not only to be a good Prince, but also to be a better man." He let a beat pass. "My actual school is the Tabar Boys' Academy here in Utica. We just had finals, even."
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Mon Jul 09, 2018 6:41 am

"You're welcome, says Anaximander with a smile as they passes the Motorcycle Squadrons, he too a bit saddened by the absence of motorbikes. About your Uncle, we settle on Philosopher as a codename. I understand that the one you gave to him is White Beard, it is one of the aspects known to him. Foe that reason, we first thought about Gandalf or Dumbledore, but with all the experience and respect the man inspires, we droppd the names, thinking it was both disrespectful and childish. And don't worry, we'll be soaking up knowledge and wisdom coming from him. After all the madness we've been through for the past weeks, this is just what we need to put our minds at ease.
-He's right, there's always more wisdom to learn, adds Anna especially from old people. Take the example of Anax's grandfather, Peter, as well as ours, Frank for me, Thomas for Pavel and Joe for Alicia. During WWII, theu formed the Angels of Dunkirk, or Blazing Angels Squadron, who fought on every major theater, from Dunkirk to the attack on our base in Pearl Harbor in December 1941, to Normandy, etc. Because they were just like us at the time, young boys not even 20 years of age, they managed to accumulate an experience that they told us about when we fought in our Civil War. In fact, the 4 of them are still alive to this day. They would have maybe come, but they have trouble enduring such heat. But I'm digressing, we'll talk about this later in the Little Hammam. After all, it's supposed to be the more intimist, right?
-If you continue to learn from him, Young Prince, says Pavel with a smile, you'll be a spirit recognized by many for centuries. So keep up the good work, and I hope your exams went well. By the way, I noticed that Tabar is both present in your school's name and in the word Tabardariyya. Since the Order is supposed to be only made up of men, what does this word means, since I suppose it's related to masculinity? finishes the Colonel.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Mon Jul 09, 2018 7:08 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"You're welcome, says Anaximander with a smile as they passes the Motorcycle Squadrons, he too a bit saddened by the absence of motorbikes. About your Uncle, we settle on Philosopher as a codename. I understand that the one you gave to him is White Beard, it is one of the aspects known to him. Foe that reason, we first thought about Gandalf or Dumbledore, but with all the experience and respect the man inspires, we droppd the names, thinking it was both disrespectful and childish. And don't worry, we'll be soaking up knowledge and wisdom coming from him. After all the madness we've been through for the past weeks, this is just what we need to put our minds at ease.
-He's right, there's always more wisdom to learn, adds Anna especially from old people. Take the example of Anax's grandfather, Peter, as well as ours, Frank for me, Thomas for Pavel and Joe for Alicia. During WWII, theu formed the Angels of Dunkirk, or Blazing Angels Squadron, who fought on every major theater, from Dunkirk to the attack on our base in Jewel Bay in December 1941, to Normandy, etc. Because they were just like us at the time, young boys not even 20 years of age, they managed to accumulate an experience that they told us about when we fought in our Civil War. In fact, the 4 of them are still alive to this day. They would have maybe come, but they have trouble enduring such heat. But I'm digressing, we'll talk about this later in the Little Hammam. After all, it's supposed to be the more intimist, right?
-If you continue to learn from him, Young Prince, says Pavel with a smile, you'll be a spirit recognized by many for centuries. So keep up the good work, and I hope your exams went well. By the way, I noticed that Tabar is both present in your school's name and in the word Tabardariyya. Since the Order is supposed to be only made up of men, what does this word means, since I suppose it's related to masculinity? finishes the Colonel.


"The Little Hammam is more private, yes.", he said with a nod to Anna, before he turned to Pavel bowing his head with a small smile (Better not get ahead of yourself, lad., he though to himself, cautioning himself).
"Actually, the Tabardariyya is not males-only, quite on the contrary. Many of the handmaidens are from them - people usually get that impression because they cover their faces and the lamellar isn't exactly form hugging. There are a few stories about that, too.", he said, as they finished with the honour guards of the police and the Utica International Fire Department, now stepping into the Terminal's shadow, which was considerably cooler. "You'll see why soon. But indeed, at the time of its founding a thousand years ago, the Tabar was a symbol of manhood and watchfulness, while the bow was the same only for womanly watchfulness - nowadays, the HGA's Horse-Axe Team is a serious competitor to ours, while the Jambia Boys' Academy in Sabratha leads the scoreboard." He mumbled the next part: "Our lads suck at Mounted Archery, though."
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Mon Jul 09, 2018 7:17 am

"So, if Ii understand you well, the Tabr is the name for the Axe they carry, right? asks Pavel as they step in the Terminal shadow, elicting a sigh of relief from the 4 friends.
-That's an interesting story, says Anna as she listens to Mahmut. Oh, before I forget, we wanted to give you a patch of the Ooperation Sand Raptor, the same one we have on our sleeve." With that, she opens her bagpack and produces a circular patch, (whose design was described earlier), and hands it to Mahmut.
-Yeah, it's not wonder you Guys suck at Mounted Archery, with Aurelia leading the HGA team, adds Anax. This girl has it in her blood.
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The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"So, if Ii understand you well, the Tabr is the name for the Axe they carry, right? asks Pavel as they step in the Terminal shadow, elicting a sigh of relief from the 4 friends.
-That's an interesting story, says Anna as she listens to Mahmut. Oh, before I forget, we wanted to give you a patch of the Ooperation Sand Raptor, the same one we have on our sleeve." With that, she opens her bagpack and produces a circular patch, (whose design was described earlier), and hands it to Mahmut.
-Yeah, it's not wonder you Guys suck at Mounted Archery, with Aurelia leading the HGA team, adds Anax. This girl has it in her blood.


"Indeed, the Tabar is the large axe with the crescent-shaped head. Mostly used in battle to cave heads and chests in.", he told Pavel, as he received the patch from the Empress, their hands touching for but a moment. He looked at it with a smile, then bowed to the Empress. "Thank you, Anna-Shahbanou, it'll get a spot of honour."
He would most likely not sew it onto a piece of clothing, but he had a small collection of patches like that, which had been gifted to him over the years by regimental commanders, who wanted to have a Prince under their command (while Princes and Princesses had to do their Service, they could choose where they wanted to do it, most famously Prince Damir and the Motorcycle Squadrons or Princess Dschamilla as a simple soldier with the 2nd Mechanized) and wanted to 'bribe' him that way. Mahmut was actually not sure about where he wanted to go for his Service.
"I have to correct you, though, Anaximander-Schah-en-Schah.", he said with a smile, "Princess Aurelia doesn't lead the HGA's Squadron, only their training, which is enough of a problem for the other teams. She trains them like they are Selkie and they react to it like they are Selkie." He leaned over. "And believe me, they aren't."
With that, the small caravan arrived at the terminal, the big structure looming over them, the glass facade already offering a good view of the inside: The customs desks and the security checkpoints, the passport controller's desks, all of which were unstaffed and repurposed for today, holding drinks of cold water (some with a shot of lemon juice, some without), with a few snacks, other such things.
And there were people, there, too, although one could mostly make out the silhouettes, one could count around a dozen people, who stood in small groups or alone, plus another half-dozen, which were quite obviously female, flittering to and fro with tablets and trays or waiting on something to happen.
There were no cameras closeby, though, this being a stopover to have a short drink, a refreshment, refresh oneself, have a breather.
"Well, here we are.", Mahmut said, before he added with a mischievous grin, "Hope you have your passports ready!"
They wouldn't need them, they were guests of state, after all.
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Mon Jul 09, 2018 10:57 am

"You're welcome, replies Anna as she gives him a light bow of the head.
-Uh, if she trains them like that, maybe it's because the Selkie have greater bow skills than Kyrenaians, says Anax as he takes off his shades again, now that they are standing in the shadow of the Terminal building. But Mahmut, when you look at it, isn't the coach of a unit it's true leader? Because it's on him that the global performance of the team rests, the captain is only a small part of it."
As they are about to enter the building, Anax raises his left fist, ordering his squad to halt.
"Eagle 1 to Castle, speaks the Emperor in his throat microphone, we are about to enter Bravo point. We confirm around 18 to 20 Uniforms on site, a thrid of them apearing to be handmaidens. Will call back when the situation is cleared. Eagle 1 out
-Roger that Eagle one, replies Lieutenant Monica Belluci, the Communications Main Officer of Eagle Force One. Be advised, Allen is arriving with the black tie you requested."
And indeed, as they turn their head, the 4 friends see Commander Paul Allen running towards them in his Dress Uniform, and carrying two more bagpacks.
"Here they are Guys, says Paul as he gives them the bagpacks. Have a great stay. Now I'm going back, this place is hotter than hell.
-Thanks Paul. Here, take this, says Pavel as he opens his bagpack and gives a bottle of water to Allen. You're right, it is hot. Say goodbye to everyone for us.
-Will do." finishes the Commander before standing at attention and saluting, a gesture reflected by the Imperial group.
-All right, says Anna, as she turns back to Mahmut. Don't worry, we have everything here, she adds as she takes out her military ID card, presenting her photo along the Scarlet Ranger seal on the top left of the card. We also have our other papers scanned here, she adds as she takes out her tablet. So, we have our weapons license, our weapons serial number, the number of ammo,...
-Honey, don't worry about that, interrupts Anaximander as he puts a hand on his wife's shoulder. Just show the card and te gun to Nara, and we'll be set. All right Mahmut, let's enter!
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The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"You're welcome, replies Anna as she gives him a light bow of the head.
-Uh, if she trains them like that, maybe it's because the Selkie have greater bow skills than Kyrenaians, says Anax as he takes off his shades again, now that they are standing in the shadow of the Terminal building. But Mahmut, when you look at it, isn't the coach of a unit it's true leader? Because it's on him that the global performance of the team rests, the captain is only a small part of it."
As they are about to enter the building, Anax raises his left fist, ordering his squad to halt.
"Eagle 1 to Castle, speaks the Emperor in his throat microphone, we are about to enter Bravo point. We confirm around 18 to 20 Uniforms on site, a thrid of them apearing to be handmaidens. Will call back when the situation is cleared. Eagle 1 out
-Roger that Eagle one, replies Lieutenant Monica Belluci, the Communications Main Officer of Eagle Force One. Be advised, Allen is arriving with the black tie you requested."
And indeed, as they turn their head, the 4 friends see Commander Paul Allen running towards them in his Dress Uniform, and carrying two more bagpacks.
"Here they are Guys, says Paul as he gives them the bagpacks. Have a great stay. Now I'm going back, this place is hotter than hell.
-Thanks Paul. Here, take this, says Pavel as he opens his bagpack and gives a bottle of water to Allen. You're right, it is hot. Say goodbye to everyone for us.
-Will do." finishes the Commander before standing at attention and saluting, a gesture reflected by the Imperial group.
-All right, says Anna, as she turns back to Mahmut. Don't worry, we have everything here, she adds as she takes out her military ID card, presenting her photo along the Scarlet Ranger seal on the top left of the card. We also have our other papers scanned here, she adds as she takes out her tablet. So, we have our weapons license, our weapons serial number, the number of ammo,...
-Honey, don't worry about that, interrupts Anaximander as he puts a hand on his wife's shoulder. Just show the card and te gun to Nara, and we'll be set. All right Mahmut, let's enter!


Mahmut raised a hand, smiling.
"Don't worry.", he said, "It was a joke. You don't need your passports or any identification documents, you are guests of state, after all." His expression turned dead-serious. "I would advise you, however, to not be in the presence of the Sultana with weapons in the open. It's a sign of mistrust and actually quite a bit of an insult. Hidden ones are fine, though, for they are... well, hidden." He let a beat pass. "Let's get inside."
And with that, he pushed the double doors open, walking inside - and past a wide, white line. As soon as the guests passed it, a banner unfurled, which read: Welcome to Kyrenaia - Your Commercial could be written here! The people present, except the handmaidens, applauded.
Mahmut told them with a smile: "Now you are in Kyrenaia.", he commented, then motioned to the four of them and a handmaiden sprang into action.
She was a beautiful young woman, olive and smooth skin, wide and sparkling brown eyes and long, brown hair, which fell across her back in a cascade of chocolade as she moved with a grace usually associated with large felines. Of course, she was dressed in the Altanafus min la Shay', the Breath of Nothing, the skirt and the upper part of white silk, the latter bound from the left side of the neck to the right breast around the back and the left breast up to the right side of the neck, meeting the other end for a knot, the silk bordered with golden thread as it held back her chest - and there was quite a lot to hold back. She also wore a veil and carried a tray with five tall glasses of cooled, clear water. The first was offered to Empress Anna, then to Alicia, then to Pavel and the Emperor being the last before the fifth went to Mahmut.
Amongst the people present were several people in the more practically oriented duty-uniforms of the Utica Metropolitan Police, the highest ranking of them a woman with a scowl, as well as a young man in lamellar amour, which was quite close to the armour of the Tabardariyya, him being far too young to be one, and several people in suit and tie - all of them watched the proceedings with interest. Neither Nara nor Princess Aurelia were anywhere to be seen.
"Welcome to Kyrenaia, again.", he said, "Now within the borders." He smiled slightly, exhaled as tension left his shoulders as he pointed to the right. "If you want to refresh yourselves, over there are bathrooms. Snacks and more water are served over here." He motioned to the customs desk, where honeyed aubergine and cheese breadsticks were ready to be consumed together with several finely crafted carafes of clear water. "Other then that..." He smiled slightly. "...there are quite a few people, who would love to meet you... and I am sure, that you would love to meet them. If you would please excuse me now for a moment."
And with that, he left them, a moment later being snatched by a handmaiden with emerald green hair (which was natural) and violet eyes (which were natural as well), dressed in a Altanafus min la Shay' with orange thread running intricate patterns on the white and her quite finely formed figure, a small tatoo on the left side of her stomach, a star. They had a small conversation in Kyrenaian, hushed whispers, she wore a veil, as she fixed him up a bit.
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Mon Jul 09, 2018 1:21 pm

"We understood that it was a joke, don't worry, says Alicia. And don't worry about the weapons, we'll have them in back holsters. Underneath the vest, it will not be seen."
As they enter in the building, a wave of relief pass over the Scarlet Eagleans, refreshed by the cool air inside the Terminal. They make a salute for the applauding crowd, and accept with gusto the glass of water given by the handmaiden. Although Pavel and Anax detail for a second the very appealing silhouette of the handmaiden, they do not let their eyes wander, both because they can feel the eyes of their wives on them, and because they have heard many things about what happens with the Tabardariyya when they disturb the handmaidens. They gulp down the glass in one go, then put it back on the tray with a small bow of the head for the handmaiden.
"Thank you for your help Mahmut declares Anaximander. You are excused, we'll see you again when we leave for the Palace of the Azure Hall.
All right, so one again, greetings everyone! he adds as he turns towards the small crowd. In the name of the Empire of the Scarlet Eagle, may the Scarlet Eagle Spirits carry a their martial and calming breeze to the Sultana. it is an honor for my wife Anna, my colleagues Pavel and Alicia and I, Anaximander, to meet you all. And a special thanks to the Utica Metropolitan Police for ensuring our security, along with the Chandshar, which I'm sure at least one of you is a member of. So, who is up for introducing himself or herself first? finishes the Emperor while clapping his hands once.
Meanwhile, Pavel, after a quick word from Anna, has moved towards the snack area and is filling 4 plates with snacks, while Alicia is looking around, taking some photos of the different faces present with the small camera integrated into her shades.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Mon Jul 09, 2018 1:46 pm

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"We understood that it was a joke, don't worry, says Alicia. And don't worry about the weapons, we'll have them in back holsters. Underneath the vest, it will not be seen. However, what about our bulletproof vests? Will it be considered an insult if they see its form underneath the shirt?
As they enter in the building, a wave of relief pass over the Scarlet Eagleans, refreshed by the cool air inside the Terminal. They make a salute for the applauding crowd, and accept with gusto the glass of water given by the handmaiden. Although Pavel and Anax detail for a second the very appealing silhouette of the handmaiden, they do not let their eyes wander, both because they can feel the eyes of their wives on them, and because they have heard many things about what happens with the Tabardariyya when they disturb the handmaidens. They gulp down the glass in one go, then put it back on the tray with a small bow of the head for the handmaiden.
"Thank you for your help Mahmut declares Anaximander. You are excused, we'll see you again when we leave for the Palace of the Azure Hall.
All right, so one again, greetings everyone! he adds as he turns towards the small crowd. In the name of the Empire of the Scarlet Eagle, may the Scarlet Eagle Spirits carry a their martial and calming breeze to the Sultana. it is an honor for my wife Anna, my colleagues Pavel and Alicia and I, Anaximander, to meet you all. And a special thanks to the Utica Metropolitan Police for ensuring our security, along with the Chandshar, which I'm sure at least one of you is a member of. So, who is up for introducing himself or herself first? finishes the Emperor while clapping his hands once.
Meanwhile, Pavel, after a quick word from Anna, has moved towards the snack area and is filling 4 plates with snacks, while Alicia is looking around, taking some photos of the different faces present with the small camera integrated into her shades.


At the joke about the Chandshar, there was a small round of laughs, as there were at least two of them present, but upon the demand of everyone to introduce themselves, there were nervous glances.
The handmaiden retreated to the table with the water and snacks, motioning for Pavel cladestinely to the cheese-breadsticks with a wink. Her personal recommendation, her smile said, as she exchanged the used glasses for new ones.
The people present, though, were not shy or something, but it was more that no one knew, who actually had the highest social rank to start off. It was a bit of a pickle in Formal Kyrenaian Society...
...until the young man in lamellar armour spoke up: "Ah, fuck it, I've never been good with protocol!", he said and bowed his head. He was a tall young man, nearly as tall as Anax was, eighteen years of age, and with broad shoulders as well, a mop of brown hair, barely in check, on his head. His brown eyes sparkled with nervousness. He wore lamellar armour, which looked actually quite heavy, yet flexible, over a padded shirt, his arms protected by vambraces, a high and pointed bowl helmet under his arm, with a golden spike in its socket rich etchings decorating the helmet. On his hip, a relatively short sabre with a full bell-guard sat. "Atif Qalb, Captain of the TBA's Horseman Squadrons and commander of Your Escort, Your Highnesses and Your Excellencies. It's a pleasure."
They would know him, as he had been the date of Princess Aurelia on a few balls and was her greatest competitor's Captain for several cups.
A few people in the hall looked at him with wide eyes - he had just not disregarded protocol, he punted it into the dirt.
Then a man in a suit laughed. "You're right, chap, no one here is good with protocol. Captain Ilia Jamkiya, Chandshar. It's an honour.", he said and looked to the Alicia, watching her movements with the glasses on for a moment, before he added with a smile, "Though, Colonel, you will certainly see more interesting spots for holiday photographs and I would recommend a better camera anyway. Maybe we should all move together for a few selfies as well?"
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Mon Jul 09, 2018 3:09 pm

"And we have a winner ladies and gentlemen! exclaims Anax with a large smile. Nice to meet you too Atif, he says as he slaps Atif's right shoulder. Don't worry about that, my squad and I are not fan of protocols too, despite our position. Our true element is the battlefield, doing special ops an ensuring the safety of our compatriots from the shadows. But that does not mean we know to respect protocol when there's some, like now.
But enough of us! e have heard a few good things about you, Atif. We know that you have been the partner of Aurelia on a few balls, and that you and her compete for the honor of your schools. Keep up the good work.
-Nice to meet you too, Atif, says the Empress as she approaches them. She lightly bumps her fist to his shoulder, before moving to the still scowling Utican Metropolitan Police High ranking female officer.
You should not be frowning like that, my dear, it diminishes you beauty. I suppose by your rank that you must be the one who manages the security around. What's your name, my dear? asks Anna as she extends her hand towards the woman.
-Captain Jamkiya, an honor to meet you too, says Anax meanwhile as he turns to Ilia. If you're from the Chandshar, then you must have read our files, right? No not attack or insult us, we always get what we want, and we have a big appetite. A quick resume of how we function as a team, adds the Emperor with a sincere smile.
- Thanks for the advice, Captain, but don't worry, the camera of these shades is state of the art tech, replies Alicia as she takes them off and approaches them, while reviewing the photographs on her Data Glove Paired. It captures images just like any other advanced smartphone camera, and the resolution is fantastic. But you're right, we should use something different if we have to make some selfies. Pavel carries a small drone with him, it will be better to capture a large group. Honey, can you take out the drone?
-Yech, jujt give me a minute, replies Pavel with his words distorted by what can only be identified as someone speaking with his mouth full.
Anax and Alicia turn their head towards the male Colonel, who has prepared 4 plates of snacks, and is currently eating his own.
"Oh, for fuck's sake, man! Can't you wait for us? asks the Emperor with a small note of anger in his voice.
-What? replies Pavel as he empties his mouth. We're here in the Sultanate, so the only sensible thing to do is to make a razzia on the buffet."
At this words, Anaximander, Alicia, and Anna who is watchin from afar, look at each other for a second before strating to laugh.
"Hahaha! He made it, finally! laughs Alicia.
-Yes, he did! adds Anax before turning to the Kyrenaians: he just made a small play of words. In french, the other main language of the Empire, to make a razzia, in its literal translation, means to raid, usually a buffet or something related to food, like the fridge. So that's what he did. I hope no one takes offense of this, it wans't our intention.
-I apologize and I take the entire responsibility for this, says Pavel. Eat up, I'll get the drone out. Check the cheese-breadsticks, it's a killing!
And so, Anaximander and Alicia go and grab their plates, with the Emperor taking his wife's plate to bring it to her, and start eating, while Pavel takes out a small flying drone from his bagpack, launches it in the air where it deploys it's 3 rotors, and links it to his Data Glove Paired
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Postby Kyrenaia » Tue Jul 10, 2018 1:15 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"And we have a winner ladies and gentlemen! exclaims Anax with a large smile. Nice to meet you too Atif, he says as he slaps Atif's right shoulder. Don't worry about that, my squad and I are not fan of protocols too, despite our position. Our true element is the battlefield, doing special ops an ensuring the safety of our compatriots from the shadows. But that does not mean we know to respect protocol when there's some, like now.
But enough of us! e have heard a few good things about you, Atif. We know that you have been the partner of Aurelia on a few balls, and that you and her compete for the honor of your schools. Keep up the good work.
-Nice to meet you too, Atif, says the Empress as she approaches them. She lightly bumps her fist to his shoulder, before moving to the still scowling Utican Metropolitan Police High ranking female officer.
You should not be frowning like that, my dear, it diminishes you beauty. I suppose by your rank that you must be the one who manages the security around. What's your name, my dear? asks Anna as she extends her hand towards the woman.
-Captain Jamkiya, an honor to meet you too, says Anax meanwhile as he turns to Ilia. If you're from the Chandshar, then you must have read our files, right? No not attack or insult us, we always get what we want, and we have a big appetite. A quick resume of how we function as a team, adds the Emperor with a sincere smile.
- Thanks for the advice, Captain, but don't worry, the camera of these shades is state of the art tech, replies Alicia as she takes them off and approaches them, while reviewing the photographs on her Data Glove Paired. It captures images just like any other advanced smartphone camera, and the resolution is fantastic. But you're right, we should use something different if we have to make some selfies. Pavel carries a small drone with him, it will be better to capture a large group. Honey, can you take out the drone?
-Yech, jujt give me a minute, replies Pavel with his words distorted by what can only be identified as someone speaking with his mouth full.
Anax and Alicia turn their head towards the male Colonel, who has prepared 4 plates of snacks, and is currently eating his own.
"Oh, for fuck's sake, man! Can't you wait for us? asks the Emperor with a small note of anger in his voice.
-What? replies Pavel as he empties his mouth. We're here in the Sultanate, so the only sensible thing to do is to make a razzia on the buffet."
At this words, Anaximander, Alicia, and Anna who is watchin from afar, look at each other for a second before strating to laugh.
"Hahaha! He made it, finally! laughs Alicia.
-Yes, he did! adds Anax before turning to the Kyrenaians: he just made a small play of words. In french, the other main language of the Empire, to make a razzia, in its literal translation, means to raid, usually a buffet or something related to food, like the fridge. So that's what he did. I hope no one takes offense of this, it wans't our intention.
-I apologize and I take the entire responsibility for this, says Pavel. Eat up, I'll get the drone out. Check the cheese-breadsticks, it's a killing!
And so, Anaximander and Alicia go and grab their plates, with the Emperor taking his wife's plate to bring it to her, and start eating, while Pavel takes out a small flying drone from his bagpack, launches it in the air where it deploys it's 3 rotors, and links it to his Data Glove Paired


There was a round of laughs as the young man was shaken, mainly because he seemed completely unpertubed and right in his element - many of the alumni of the TBA present remembered the rougher bearing of the Horseman Squadrons, who's whole pride and joy still were the Axeriders.
"Thank you, Sir.", he said and bowed his head slightly, a bit miffed, that his whole reputation rested on him having danced with Aurelia a few times. Granted, he didn't want to have it rest on what else he did with Aurelia, especially after these balls, but his reputation as a sportsman had been a bit better heard... then again, with as much as these people had on their plates today, he did not doubt, that he went under a bit. No matter, he was invited to the ball tonight, he would show them by giving Empress Anna the dance of her lifetime, who bumped her fist against his shoulder, the lamellar rattling a bit, causing him to grin.
Fortified like that, he watched as the Emperor went on to Captain Jamkiya, a man, who gave him the creeps.
That man laughed. "Of course, I've read Your files, Your Majesty.", he said and nodded, "Good work with these... distateful elements You recently took care of. I must admit, though, that Your approach to the matter was a bit too rough for my tastes. Have a few of them survive to have them fall to an axe afterwards, to make an example, would be more effective, but to each their own." There was a dark shadow passing Jamkiya's eyes as he said that. He waved a hand. "But I am sure, that You will get many things, just not all."
And then, the whole hubbub with the selfie and the drone started, including a round of laughs, mainly because of the expression of the Colonel.
As everyone was in position, Empress Anna found the high-ranking policewoman behind her, whispering to her: "Captain Nesrin Elba, Utica Met, Special Police Forces.", she said, still not exactly smiling, "I'm here for the countless of officers, who are making sure, that your brain stays inside of your head. There are distateful elements within Kyrenaia, who would love to see it splattered all over the place, so forgive me for being a bit tense, we have a reputation to uphold." She let a beat pass. "Major Nara sends his best wishes."
Then she raised her voice: "As soon as the selfie is taken, I ask you to put the drone away again, Colonel. We have a total flight exclusion zone established over Utica, which includes any and all drones, with enough falcons in the air and enough falconers on the ground to hunt them down.", she asked, almost commanded, "And no, that toy will not survive meeting a Smaller Kyrenaian Falcon." She let a beat pass. "Everyone ready?"
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Tue Jul 10, 2018 6:25 am

"Thank you for your appreciation of our work, says Anaximander with a small bow of the head towards Jamkiya while he is eating. To be honest, the second group gave us more difficulty. If you retake it from the start, the first group was just a band of hillbillies who were stuck in their corner of Arizona, and subjected to powerful microwaves emitted by some antennas nearby. It was a project that had been designed some years ago by a scientist in Phoenix, right under our noses, thanks to some corruption. Basically, this group, who at the base were just asect without any trace of violence, quickly became bloody fanatics under the influence of the microwaves. There were 2 main groups: the Testament of the New Ezekiel, let by Sullivan Knoth, who believed the Antechrist would be a newborn baby, and therefore killed every newborn that the cult's woemn birth, and all of this while he was the one who organized their pregnancy in the first place; the Heretics, led by Val, a transgender woman, a splinter group of the Testament wanting on the contrary the Antichrist to be born, who lived in an old mine and caked themselves in blood and mud. Add to that a small group of sick people living in the forest, and you get a good pitch of the situation. So what we did was simple: call an airstrike on the towers, and clean the valley in deathsquad mode We managed to capture Val and Sullivan, and lock them up in a black site. The intel you got was partially false, they are not dead, we just take a small (and perverse) pleasure observing them face to face under our watch.
-Yeah, adds Pavel, but I'm glad we eradicated the sick ones. Being vomited on is never something that lets a good memory.
-So, in summary, this group was not a real challenge. And about the scientist and his colleagues, we let the Shadow Raptors deal with them. You can add that to the info you already got.
But the second group, oh man, Eden's gate was a force to be reckoned with. Around 3000 doomsday cultists, armed to the teeth, with WWII warplanes and combat helicopters at their disposal, as well as tons of armaments. At their head, Joseph Seed, a charismatic preacher, and his subordinates: Jacob Seed, his older brother, an old Army Veteran and head of security, John Seed, his younger brother, a lawyer and head of finances, and Faith Seed, her real name Rachel Jessop, creator of a drug called the Bliss, which has strong hallucinogenic drug, which we manage to seize after their defeat, and send them to a military lab for analysis. Just to say that, for these guys, we got out the big guns. Tanks, IFVs and even F35 fighters. In the end, we manage to capture them all, and locked them in the same black site as Sullivan and Val, just for fun."

As he is explaining the details to Jamkiya, Anna speaks with Nesrin:
"Nice to meet you Captain. Don't worry, I understand the pressure of the job you do, and I thank you for that. And do not think that because we appear calm right now doesn't mean our sens are not in alert. Just when we were walking on the carpet, I was able to detect all the sniping teams you got in place. Since I'm a sniper myself, and the 3rd best in all the Empire, Ii know my job. And if things go truly AWOL, we have packed our Combat Gear and our main weapons, who are with the rest of the luggage to be brought to the Azure Hall. But since you're doing your job, we won't need it. By the way, can I ask you to give us the frequencies your teams use? It would be better for us to help you, and it would save time to Alicia who has her data Glove paired scanning all the frequencies around to find the good ones.
-Wow, Captain, chillax a bit, won't you? says Pavel with a small smirk. Don't worry, I'll put it away as soon as the photo is taken. But tell me, how can a no fly zone apply to the inside of a building? Doesn't seem logical to me. And also, it's true that the drone will not survive it's encounter with a flacon, but your falcon would be killed too. Why is that? Because this baby carries 1 gram of Semtex in it. In case it falls in the wrong hands, we can self destruct it so that our enemies do not get the info on it's memory card. So your falcon would be blown out of the sky in an instant. And seriously Captain, do you think it would make a good impression to destroy goverment property of the Empire as soon as we've arrived here? Because count on us to send you the bill. All right, everyone in position, and say cheese!"
With everything said, and the plates put away, a few photos are taken, and the drone goes back into Pavel's bagpack, while the 4 friends show the photographs to the Kyrenaians present on the tablets
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Postby Kyrenaia » Tue Jul 10, 2018 7:19 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"Thank you for your appreciation of our work, says Anaximander with a small bow of the head towards Jamkiya while he is eating. To be honest, the second group gave us more difficulty. If you retake it from the start, the first group was just a band of hillbillies who were stuck in their corner of Arizona, and subjected to powerful microwaves emitted by some antennas nearby. It was a project that had been designed some years ago by a scientist in Phoenix, right under our noses, thanks to some corruption. Basically, this group, who at the base were just asect without any trace of violence, quickly became bloody fanatics under the influence of the microwaves. There were 2 main groups: the Testament of the New Ezekiel, let by Sullivan Knoth, who believed the Antechrist would be a newborn baby, and therefore killed every newborn that the cult's woemn birth, and all of this while he was the one who organized their pregnancy in the first place; the Heretics, led by Val, a transgender woman, a splinter group of the Testament wanting on the contrary the Antichrist to be born, who lived in an old mine and caked themselves in blood and mud. Add to that a small group of sick people living in the forest, and you get a good pitch of the situation. So what we did was simple: call an airstrike on the towers, and clean the valley in deathsquad mode We managed to capture Val and Sullivan, and lock them up in a black site. The intel you got was partially false, they are not dead, we just take a small (and perverse) pleasure observing them face to face under our watch.
-Yeah, adds Pavel, but I'm glad we eradicated the sick ones. Being vomited on is never something that lets a good memory.
-So, in summary, this group was not a real challenge. And about the scientist and his colleagues, we let the Shadow Raptors deal with them. You can add that to the info you already got.
But the second group, oh man, Eden's gate was a force to be reckoned with. Around 3000 doomsday cultists, armed to the teeth, with WWII warplanes and combat helicopters at their disposal, as well as tons of armaments. At their head, Joseph Seed, a charismatic preacher, and his subordinates: Jacob Seed, his older brother, an old Army Veteran and head of security, John Seed, his younger brother, a lawyer and head of finances, and Faith Seed, her real name Rachel Jessop, creator of a drug called the Bliss, which has strong hallucinogenic drug, which we manage to seize after their defeat, and send them to a military lab for analysis. Just to say that, for these guys, we got out the big guns. Tanks, IFVs and even F35 fighters. In the end, we manage to capture them all, and locked them in the same black site as Sullivan and Val, just for fun."

As he is explaining the details to Jamkiya, Anna speaks with Nesrin:
"Nice to meet you Captain. Don't worry, I understand the pressure of the job you do, and I thank you for that. And do not think that because we appear calm right now doesn't mean our sens are not in alert. Just when we were walking on the carpet, I was able to detect all the sniping teams you got in place. Since I'm a sniper myself, and the 3rd best in all the Empire, Ii know my job. And if things go truly AWOL, we have packed our Combat Gear and our main weapons, who are with the rest of the luggage to be brought to the Azure Hall. But since you're doing your job, we won't need it. By the way, can I ask you to give us the frequencies your teams use? It would be better for us to help you, and it would save time to Alicia who has her data Glove paired scanning all the frequencies around to find the good ones.
-Wow, Captain, chillax a bit, won't you? says Pavel with a small smirk. Don't worry, I'll put it away as soon as the photo is taken. But tell me, how can a no fly zone apply to the inside of a building? Doesn't seem logical to me. And also, it's true that the drone will not survive it's encounter with a flacon, but your falcon would be killed too. Why is that? Because this baby carries 1 gram of Semtex in it. In case it falls in the wrong hands, we can self destruct it so that our enemies do not get the info on it's memory card. So your falcon would be blown out of the sky in an instant. And seriously Captain, do you think it would make a good impression to destroy goverment property of the Empire as soon as we've arrived here? Because count on us to send you the bill. All right, everyone in position, and say cheese!"
With everything said, and the plates put away, a few photos are taken, and the drone goes back into Pavel's bagpack, while the 4 friends show the photographs to the Kyrenaians present on the tablets


Jamkiya nodded along - the Emperor should make no mistake. The spy was well equipped, when it came to listening devices and they all recorded what the Emperor told him... not to mention his good, old Mark I Brain.
He also made notes of the corrections of a few things they had found out about the operation, from the still-alive status of their leaders to the character profiles of the Emperor and his companions. He had been well aware, however, that the Emperor did not take care of the scientist and neither did any official agency, which narrowed the list down quite a lot by method of elimination.
As for Eden's Gate, the information provided now mostly concurred with the information he already got, safe for their leaders still being alive.
All in all, his analysts and sources had done good work.
"Impressive, I must say. We would have done it a bit differently, I must say, but still impressive.", he said with a nod, "Good job, young man." He let a beat pass. "Now, if we could get a sample of this Bliss-Stuff, it would become interesting. No offense to the secret and not-so-secret military scientists of the Empire, but I'd like to think, that we have people, who are more then on par with them."

"That is wonderful for you.", Elba said with a smile, that appeared as artificial as the building they were in, "You will not need to be on guard for armed threads. You are under our protection during a state visit. As soon as you are at the Azure Hall, you will be under the protection of the Tabardariyya. You won't even need your weaponry either, so you can do yourself a favour and send it all back to your plane."
A beat passed. Her harsh opposition to what the Empress had proposed mostly came from her own orders, her own pride and her own sense of duty, which also explained her next words:
"And no, I will not give you our frequencies or codes. And neither will Army, Navy or Tabardariyya.", the Captain clarified in no uncertain terms, "When, as they say, shit hits the fan, you will keep your heads down and your hands as far away from your weapons or any weapons as humanly possible. It'll make it easier for us to keep you safe. We neither want nor need your assistance, but thank you for the offer. In fact, you would most likely stand in our way anyway. End of discussion." She let a beat pass. "Out of interest, though, how many sniper teams have you counted?"

"It's a rather simple principle, Colonel.", one of the other men in suit and tie explained, "Every hall with a ceiling height of above two-point-five metres is seen as suited to have a Falcon fly in it, hence it is seen as airspace, hence a no-fly-zone can be applied there." He pointed upwards, to the ceiling, which was quite a bit further away then 2.5 metres. "Technically, I could have the Airport Police arrest you, but have you have both diplomatic immunity and a waver for this thing."
A beat passed, before the man offered his hand. "Oh, Amin Malik, Chief of Operations of Utica International. A pleasure."
He stood by the Colonel's side as he made the photograph, looking at the display of his arm-device, not wanting to be on the photograph with the main group.
"Reminds me of these devices from that video game my son loves to play... Fallout, or something.", he commented.
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Tue Jul 10, 2018 12:39 pm

"Thank you Captain, says Anax with a smile. I may still be a young man, but the things I've seen and done over the years are enough for a lifetime for me."
However, his expression becomes very serious when Ilia mentions the possibility of Kyrenaia to acquire some Bliss
"Yeah, of course. Do you want me to suck your dick with that? Seriously Captain, you dissapoint me. Do you think I would be that naïve to let you have this? The answer is no. And not because I doubt the ability of your scientists, but because this stuff is dangerous. You weren't there, you didn't have to shoot your own citizens reduced to mindless creatures because of this...thing! You weren't exposed to it and starting tripping balls afterwards for hours! So this is why Anna and I have decided that after analysis, in order to study it and create an antidote, we would destroy every last barrel of the stuff, except for some samples that would be heavily guarded. Tell that to your superiors, although I doubt you will have to, since there is a high chance that a spy like you is carrying a listening device. But let's move on to happier topics, finishes the Emperor as his faces becomes amiable again.

"Maybe we won't need our weaponry, Captain, replies Anna with an artificial smile too. But if you only knew half of the history of those pistols, you wouldn't say that. They were offr=ered to Anax and me as a gift for our wedding by the Arms manufacturers of the Empire, and were carved in a 3,5 billion old meteor taken from the Scarlet Rocky Mountains to the West. These guns have gone to hell and back with us, and we do not separate from them in any occasion. Even when we sleep.
Fine, if you don't want to give us your frequencies, I understand. I know I may have chosen the wrong words when I was proposing that, but I do not underestimate your work at all, I was just proposing for us to learn your methods and vice versa. And besides, maybe we won't use our guns, but we'll help with other tasks, like helping the wounded for example.
I counted 6 sniper teams, but I may have missed a few. I'm still tired after all the shit we've been through.

"Nice to meet you Mr Malik, says Pavel as he shakes Amin's hand. An interesting law, indeed. And you're right, it would be ill advised for the Airport Police to arrest us, not only because we have what you mentioned, but because it would get messy."
However, as soon as he mentions Fallout, the 4 heads of the Scarlet Eagleans turn to him, and Anax makes a sign to the assembly to make silence. Wwhen silence has settled, the Emperor clears his throat, then starts reciting in a deep voice, as he activates a small music on his Data Glove Paired, with sinister notes

"War. War never changes.
Since the dawn of humankind, when our ancestors first discovered the killing power of rock and bone, blood has been spilled in the name of everything: from God to justice to simple, psychotic rage. "

Pavel continues in the same voice:
"In the year 2077, after millennia of armed conflict, the destructive nature of man could sustain itself no longer. The world was plunged into an abyss of nuclear fire and radiation.
But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue to another bloody chapter of human history. For man had succeeded in destroying the world - but war, war never changes."

Finally, their wives finish the Fallout 3 prologue with a same voice
"In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters, known as vaults. But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them - all except those in Vault 101. For on that fateful day, when fire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of Vault 101 slid closed... and never reopened. It was here you were born. It is here you will die.
Because, in Vault 101: no one ever enters, and no one ever leaves"

After they have finished, the 4 friends share a small laugh.
"Your son have good tastes, Mr Malik. Fallout is one of our favourite games, although we prefer New Vegas to Fallout 3. it is more coloured than the ruins of Scarlet Eagle City, who are all gray."
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Postby Kyrenaia » Tue Jul 10, 2018 1:22 pm

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:"Thank you Captain, says Anax with a smile. I may still be a young man, but the things I've seen and done over the years are enough for a lifetime for me."
However, his expression becomes very serious when Ilia mentions the possibility of Kyrenaia to acquire some Bliss
"Yeah, of course. Do you want me to suck your dick with that? Seriously Captain, you dissapoint me. Do you think I would be that naïve to let you have this? The answer is no. And not because I doubt the ability of your scientists, but because this stuff is dangerous. You weren't there, you didn't have to shoot your own citizens reduced to mindless creatures because of this...thing! You weren't exposed to it and starting tripping balls afterwards for hours! So this is why Anna and I have decided that after analysis, in order to study it and create an antidote, we would destroy every last barrel of the stuff, except for some samples that would be heavily guarded. Tell that to your superiors, although I doubt you will have to, since there is a high chance that a spy like you is carrying a listening device. But let's move on to happier topics, finishes the Emperor as his faces becomes amiable again.

"Maybe we won't need our weaponry, Captain, replies Anna with an artificial smile too. But if you only knew half of the history of those pistols, you wouldn't say that. They were offr=ered to Anax and me as a gift for our wedding by the Arms manufacturers of the Empire, and were carved in a 3,5 billion old meteor taken from the Scarlet Rocky Mountains to the West. These guns have gone to hell and back with us, and we do not separate from them in any occasion. Even when we sleep.
Fine, if you don't want to give us your frequencies, I understand. I know I may have chosen the wrong words when I was proposing that, but I do not underestimate your work at all, I was just proposing for us to learn your methods and vice versa. And besides, maybe we won't use our guns, but we'll help with other tasks, like helping the wounded for example.
I counted 6 sniper teams, but I may have missed a few. I'm still tired after all the shit we've been through.

"Nice to meet you Mr Malik, says Pavel as he shakes Amin's hand. An interesting law, indeed. And you're right, it would be ill advised for the Airport Police to arrest us, not only because we have what you mentioned, but because it would get messy."
However, as soon as he mentions Fallout, the 4 heads of the Scarlet Eagleans turn to him, and Anax makes a sign to the assembly to make silence. Wwhen silence has settled, the Emperor clears his throat, then starts reciting in a deep voice, as he activates a small music on his Data Glove Paired, with sinister notes

"War. War never changes.
Since the dawn of humankind, when our ancestors first discovered the killing power of rock and bone, blood has been spilled in the name of everything: from God to justice to simple, psychotic rage. "

Pavel continues in the same voice:
"In the year 2077, after millennia of armed conflict, the destructive nature of man could sustain itself no longer. The world was plunged into an abyss of nuclear fire and radiation.
But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue to another bloody chapter of human history. For man had succeeded in destroying the world - but war, war never changes."

Finally, their wives finish the Fallout 3 prologue with a same voice
"In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters, known as vaults. But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them - all except those in Vault 101. For on that fateful day, when fire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of Vault 101 slid closed... and never reopened. It was here you were born. It is here you will die.
Because, in Vault 101: no one ever enters, and no one ever leaves"

After they have finished, the 4 friends share a small laugh.
"Your son have good tastes, Mr Malik. Fallout is one of our favourite games, although we prefer New Vegas to Fallout 3. it is more coloured than the ruins of Scarlet Eagle City, who are all gray."


"Oh, you disappoint me, young Emperor.", Jamkiya said, grinning, "A Listening Device? Singular? Last I checked, there were four."
He was a bit disappointed about the Bliss, mainly because he would have proposed to produce an antidote with it... and a chemical weapon for the defense of the Sultanate, but not to drug anyone into oblivious... well, bliss.
"And one of them is from my wife, so I can ask her about the grocery list, which she then sends to me via the button in my ear.", he added and grinned before taking his tie as if it was a radio and speaking into it, "Hi, honey." Then offering it to Anax. "Maybe you want to greet her as well?"
The button in his ear meanwhile exploded into rucous female laughter, which Anax would be able to hear, if his ears were very much finer then normal.

Elba drew her sidearm, a heavy and large pistol, unloaded it and removed the bullet from the chamber.
Then she handed the gun of nearly a kilogram when unloaded to Anna.
"This is a KGS-18-C Handgun, the standard sidearm for all military and police forces within the Sultanate. Chambered for 11.5x23mm rounds, twenty rounds detachable box magazine, one round in the chamber. It can punch through your body armour and you and your back plate with little difficulty.", she explained, her face serious. "This gun was handed to me upon my graduation from the Police Academy near Caralis, my first service weapon, which brought me through horrors, which you wouldn't be able to imagine - and yes, I know your file." She let a beat pass, her face by now dead-serious. "I understand very well, what these guns mean to you. You need to understand, what security means to us here. Especially when it comes to your little visit. And no, being able to defend yourself will not solve the problem."
With that, she took her gun again, loaded and holstered it again in one fluid motion.
"With that made clear to both of us, if you want to learn from us, ask the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.", she stated, "I am not the Sultana, and to be honest, I don't want her job, too much responsibility. I can't authorize such a venture either and currently, Major Nara is telling me over my ear button, that he can't, too. Maybe you can organize a sort of exchange programme? Maybe your people could learn to sniper teams better as well, even when exhausted, mainly because there are twenty."
The way she said that number made it clear, that there were more.

Malik laughed with them, knowing the prologue as well, although in a slightly different form.
"I will relay your words to him, he will be glad. His favourite of that series is actually Fallout 2, I think.", he added with a smile, "He loves his classic RPGs, like Fallout and Diablo and Baldur's Gate... his favourite character is still Minsc. I played Shadows of Amn with him last time I had holidays and, boy, he sure knows his games."
From the side, Atif interjected: "If I may, he is very good at them, too. Although he recently expanded to J-RPGs as well, he still swears by those three titles and the Endless Sands Series. He is our class' resident video game expert."
"That's right, I completely forgot, he's in your class!", Malik said with a grin, then rose up to his full height... which reached Atif's chin. "Goodness, he wasn't kidding, when he said you were tall."
Atif smiled slightly.
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Postby The Scarlet Eagle » Wed Jul 11, 2018 11:04 am

" Seems I was righr then, says Anax with a small smirk before hearing the female laugh getting out of Jamkiya's ear,although not as loud as the Captain.
Greetings Ma'am, he adds speaking into Ilia's tie. Let me tell you, you have a husband that's hard to kill, from what I can guess. I hope he doesn't gives you much stress from his work."

As Nesrin draws her sidearm, Anna tenses a little and puts her hand on her own pistol,but quickly relaxes when the Captain hands her the weapon.
"Nice weapon, she says as she takes the pistol, aims down the sights and hands her back to Elba. We had the occasion to test some of these a few years ago, from a largestock of an arm trafficking ring we dismantled. A bit beavy to carry by our standards, though.
I totally understand you. That's why Anax and I rely on our Ministries to help take some pressure off our shoulders. Otherwise, we would have made a burnout a logn time ago.
An exchange program is a good idea, I'm sure Anax will agree to that.
Twenty sniper teams? Really? Well, the only thing I can say is congratulations to your teams, they did a perfect job at camouflaging themselves.
Oh, and before I forget, I highly suggest you do not use your pistol to punch through my plate armor. Because even though I might die..." She takes out her M1911 and points it on Nesrin's left thigh. "...if I shoot here, I pierce your femoral artery, and in 4 minutes you die from blood loss. No one wins."
She puts her pistol back in its holster, and her expression becomes serious: "Don't you think its time to stop this childish contest? We're both very capable SF operators, so let's not bicker like 2 kids over who has the best bag around no? We'll let you do your part, we'll do ours. But that won't stop us from keeping an ear out.Alicia, how is it going?
Onthe side, Alicia is fiddlung with her Data Glove Paired. She lifts her head and turns it to Anna and Nesrin and says: " It's good, I' ve managed to isolate all the non important frequencies, and I've launched the traffic analysis. It'll take some time, but I'ln be able to isolate the most important ones

"Yeah, I totally understand him. Although me and the others didn't palyed to Baldur's Gate, we tried Diablo a bit. But by far, our 2 favorite RPGs are Fallout and the Elder Scrolls series, made by Bethesda, or Bugthesda as some people call them, replies Pavel with a small laugh.
He turns to Atif who has joined the conversation: Yeah, J-RPGs are not bad. We'll still have to try some, although when it comes to Japanese products, we largely prefer mangas and animes. And indeed, you are tall. It's clear you ate your vitamin well."
The young Colonel then looks down to his Data Glove Paired to check the time, then looks back to Malik: "Say, Is it ok if we move now? Not saying that we do not enjoy your company, but since we 'll have to change at the Palace of the Azure Hall,it's best to not make the Sultana wait too much time.
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Postby Kyrenaia » Thu Jul 12, 2018 3:19 am

The Scarlet Eagle wrote:" Seems I was righr then, says Anax with a small smirk before hearing the female laugh getting out of Jamkiya's ear,although not as loud as the Captain.
Greetings Ma'am, he adds speaking into Ilia's tie. Let me tell you, you have a husband that's hard to kill, from what I can guess. I hope he doesn't gives you much stress from his work."

As Nesrin draws her sidearm, Anna tenses a little and puts her hand on her own pistol,but quickly relaxes when the Captain hands her the weapon.
"Nice weapon, she says as she takes the pistol, aims down the sights and hands her back to Elba. We had the occasion to test some of these a few years ago, from a largestock of an arm trafficking ring we dismantled. A bit beavy to carry by our standards, though.
I totally understand you. That's why Anax and I rely on our Ministries to help take some pressure off our shoulders. Otherwise, we would have made a burnout a logn time ago.
An exchange program is a good idea, I'm sure Anax will agree to that.
Twenty sniper teams? Really? Well, the only thing I can say is congratulations to your teams, they did a perfect job at camouflaging themselves.
Oh, and before I forget, I highly suggest you do not use your pistol to punch through my plate armor. Because even though I might die..." She takes out her M1911 and points it on Nesrin's left thigh. "...if I shoot here, I pierce your femoral artery, and in 4 minutes you die from blood loss. No one wins."
She puts her pistol back in its holster, and her expression becomes serious: "Don't you think its time to stop this childish contest? We're both very capable SF operators, so let's not bicker like 2 kids over who has the best bag around no? We'll let you do your part, we'll do ours. But that won't stop us from keeping an ear out.Alicia, how is it going?
Onthe side, Alicia is fiddlung with her Data Glove Paired. She lifts her head and turns it to Anna and Nesrin and says: " It's good, I' ve managed to isolate all the non important frequencies, and I've launched the traffic analysis. It'll take some time, but I'ln be able to isolate the most important ones

"Yeah, I totally understand him. Although me and the others didn't palyed to Baldur's Gate, we tried Diablo a bit. But by far, our 2 favorite RPGs are Fallout and the Elder Scrolls series, made by Bethesda, or Bugthesda as some people call them, replies Pavel with a small laugh.
He turns to Atif who has joined the conversation: Yeah, J-RPGs are not bad. We'll still have to try some, although when it comes to Japanese products, we largely prefer mangas and animes. And indeed, you are tall. It's clear you ate your vitamin well."
The young Colonel then looks down to his Data Glove Paired to check the time, then looks back to Malik: "Say, Is it ok if we move now? Not saying that we do not enjoy your company, but since we 'll have to change at the Palace of the Azure Hall,it's best to not make the Sultana wait too much time.


The laughing stopped coming from the ear, the Captain listening for a moment.
"She agrees, I am hard to kill. She tried it often enough and I'm still alive.", the Captain repeated, still grinning, "And no, the stress I give her from my work is more then alleviated from what we do, when we aren't trying to kill each other... or what we are doing, when we try to kill each other."
He shrugged, then took his tie back, still grinning.
"Seriously, though, I have an interesting relationship to my wife.", he said and smiled. "I heard, that you have one as well."

Elba wanted to add something about Anna's definition of winning, after all, she herself was but a simple police officer and Anna the Empress of the Empire of the Scarlet Eagle. Her loss would turn her husband mad, surely, before he found a new mattress, which was a time of instability, which the Empire could not allow itself from the sounds of things, while the number of people mourning Elba would be startingly short. Who came off better in that exchange, she wondered?
But sadly, the Empress wanted to play the mature girl, so Elba simply said: "If you want."
The conversation did little to improve her opinion of the Empress, though.
As she turned to Alicia, though, asking her about things, it quickly turned out, that she was doing something, that was considered highly inappropriate and illegal: Listening to the Utica Met Police Traffic.
She sighed. "Ladies, for the last time... let us do our job in peace. Don't interfere, don't listen in. You'll be informed soon enough, if something bad is going to happen. No need to worry.", she said and let a beat pass. "Just think of this as a vacation, okay? So use that Pipboy of yours to listen to music or something, but not our radio traffic. I doubt, that it'll make much sense to you anyway."
She didn't even mean language by that, but something far more complicated.

"We actually planned the schedule this time less tight then during Duchess Marcella's Visit.", Mahmut interjected from the side, joining the conversation, greeting Atif and Malik with small bows of his head in respect. The handmaiden, who dragged him away, was behind him, her veil still up. His hair had been left untouched, but he looked a bit more orderly then before. "If you to get going, we can do that..." He nodded to Atif, who bowed to everyone, then departed. "...but we have the time."
He let a beat pass.
"The Sultana is most likely currently having tea in Her office with Her office workers anyway.", he said with a shrug, "In full regalia, of course."
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