Trade between Pakania and Freedom Freelandia (Invite Only)

[Freedom Freelandia]

OOC: If you want to join this thread, say as an enemy who spots us bipassing the blockade, telegram me and Pakania, and if we're BOTH happy with it, we'll go from there

IC: On a Freelandian naval ship are trade delegates from Pakania, with over 200 labour camp detainees, male and female aged 20-25 (with the menstrual cycles of the women carefully monitored) are serving every need of the Pakanian delegates- serving them food, drinks and even providing them sexual services, with labour camps detainees being taken to a dungeon, whipped and beaten senseless with belts and other instruments, if they refuse to work diligently or refuse to offer sexual services or even failing to smile, relations of either the same sex or of the opposite sex. The Pakanians are offered an abundance of food and alcohol, but advised not to spoil their apatite as there will be a luscious buffet style banquet waiting for them at arrival. The Freelandians are providing the Pakanian delegates with 100% certainty that everything which happens on the ship will be treated with 100% confidentiality. As the night approaches, the Freelandian delegates are trying to encourage the Pakanian delegates to go to sleep, for they could never know what happens next. The Freelandian navy knows how to dodge the naval blockade placed upon her by dozens of nations around the world, but even then doing so is extremely dangerous and risky. Trying to keep the Pakanian delegates blissfully ignorant of the dangers imposed, the Freelandian naval ships navigate the blockaded waters of Freelandia for one of the most important missions that Freelandia has encountered in decades- trade with a new nation. Not only are there physical dangers to violating the blockade, Freelandia does not want to damage Pakania's reputation, knowing that if anybody found out that Pakania was trading with Freelandia, it would be suicide for Pakania's foreign relations. As the night deepens and the Freelandians are sure the Pakanians are fast asleep in the luxury quarters of the naval vessel, the vessel slowly and quietly navigates its way through the blockade with all the lights turned off knowing the dangers of being spotted or noticed. An extremely dangerous endeavour. The ship, specifically designed for hosting foreign diplomats, is designed in such a manner that if any of the foreign delegates wake up in the middle of the night to use the toilet, they would be none the wiser The destination, the safe harbour of the port of Freedom City. With any luck, the ship will arrive safely before morning, so the Pakanians will be none the wiser to the dangers that they dodged. Upon arriving in Freedom City, they will provided with luscious banquet and a performance

[Pakania]

Pakanian representative, Perlas Idebriagana, lies awake in her bed staring up at the ceiling. She rubs her fingers together, itching for a cigarette. Something deep inside her told her, "You're not in control,"
She sits up and looks around for her shirt then reaches her hand and grabs it. A familiar insecurity wafts over her and her right hand shakes. Perlas breathes in and out twice. For a moment, she looks peaceful. The next, her fist clenches.

"¿Dónde está mi puta cigarrillo?" Perlas begins to pace once on her two feet, unable to rub off her anxiety. Her shaking hand touches her jean's pocket, revealing a lighter.
In the corner of the naval ship's luxurious room, she picks up her bag and shuffles around for the cigarettes. She shakes the package open and four cigarettes fall on the floor.
"Mierda," she bends over to pick them up, putting three back inside. A loud silence follows. "How many trade personnel did I bring here, again? 30?" She sighs and her fist clenches and unclenches. "Should've brought my medications and my dog, fuck."
She looks at the door, then at the stuff she brought here. Perlas puts on her brown leather jacket, scarlet red bandana and violet Pakanian facemask before cracking open the door, hoping to find someplace to smoke outside. She hesitates and looks behind her, rushes back for her cigarette pack, and closes the door behind her quietly.

[Freedom Freelandia]

Entering the room a soldier guarding her room brings two detainees one male and female. "What's wrong madam? Need some company?" Asks the soldier. Keep in mind, we have dozens of other men and women for your pleasure, and they will do anything for you. ANYTHING. The female detainee appears to start crying, before the soldier whispers something into a walkie-talkie. The woman is taken away and replaced by a different woman and the soldier notices the cigarette in Perlas Idebriagana's mouth "oh, feel free to smoke in here" replies the soldier as the female detainee returns into the room with a forced smile on her face and a black eye. The ship is moving incredibly slowly now and the soldier hopes that Perlas Idebriagana hasn't noticed the lack of lighting on the exterior of the ship, or the blacked out windows with a fake projection of what's happening on the outside. "If you're not need of company, m'am, try to get some sleep we'll be in Freedom City in the morning, and we want you to feel nice and refreshed in the morning!"

(Also, OOC: if you want to have one of your characters to utalise someone for sex, just say he/she used his/her services. I don't want this thread to become a porno)

[Pakania]

Upon seeing the figure, Perlas's hand whips behind her, her eyes are stretched wide and her pupils dilate, almost snake-like.
When the soldier asked her what was wrong, she breathed a sigh. "Oh, shit, you scared me to death for a sec," she breathes out and her free hand grips her chest, and her cigarette falls.
As Perlas bends to pick it up, her eyes catch the distressed face of the female detainee's face getting wet before she's momentarily dragged off. As the soldier notices the cigarette in Perlas Idebriagana's hand, she looks down at her cigarette somewhat apologetically. Just before she speaks, he opens hs mouth.
"Oh, feel free to smoke in here" replies the soldier.
Though Perlas has somewhat calmed down, her eyes remain wide. Her pupils dart left and right, up and down suspiciously until the female detainee comes back with a smile and a black eye. She stays silent.

[Freedom Freelandia]

Upon seeing the figure, Perlas's hand whips behind her, her eyes are stretched wide and her pupils dilate, almost snake-like.
When the soldier asked her what was wrong, she breathed a sigh. "Oh, shit, you scared me to death for a sec," she breathes out and her free hand grips her chest, and her cigarette falls.
As Perlas bends to pick it up, her eyes catch the distressed face of the female detainee's face getting wet before she's momentarily dragged off. As the soldier notices the cigarette in Perlas Idebriagana's hand, she looks down at her cigarette somewhat apologetically. Just before she speaks, he opens hs mouth.
"Oh, feel free to smoke in here" replies the soldier.
Though Perlas has somewhat calmed down, her eyes remain wide. Her pupils dart left and right, up and down suspiciously until the female detainee comes back with a smile and a black eye. She stays silent.

Yes, I noticed you opened the door. Is there anything you need ma'am? Food? A beverage? More cigarettes? Also, I forgot show you to control the air condition/heating unit. And he proceeds to show her how to use it

OOC: How would she not know what Freelandia is actually like? Freelandia, much like North Korea, is known to be a shit hole to the outside world

[Pakania]

"Oh, sorry," Perlas shakes her head. "Just feeling...uneasy. I wasn't exactly expecting to be...exported along with my trade personnel."
She looks again at the female detainee, then at the darkened windows.
"I was about to go outside, but...tch, I guess I can smoke in here," she trails off again. Her eyes relax and she looks around at the quite dim surroundings. She lights her cigarette and breathes in the smoke, her eyes looking at the ceiling. Again, she looks at the female detainee.
"What's her name?"
She blows out the smoke gently, its scent taken up by the woman and the soldier.

[Freedom Freelandia]

"Tell her your name, sweetheart!" replies the solider. "A... a... Amanada" answers the woman. After a short, brief pause "I was born in jail because my mum said she doesn't like the government! HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME!" The solider whispers in her ear "just because of that, we're going to torture your brother and niece back home and half their rations for a week. I hope you're happy!" She is then taken away and locked in a dungeon for the rest of the journey whilst she is replaced with a different detainee who also has an uneasy smile on her face "This is Rebecca" explains the soldier. "We're sorry ma'am, we didn't intend to bother you with the personal problems of our criminals!"

[Pakania]

Perlas doesn't respond and she tries to mask the muffled horror in her eyes. Her mouth, however, remains firmly on her cigarette, unmoved. The small snake-like pupil follows Amanada to the dungeon.
Perlas blinks and touches her throat. She pauses and then looks Rebecca over, her clothes and her face carefully.
Perlas gives her cigarette another drag before pausing at the soldier. "How thin are the walls?"
While he responds, she looks again at the dimly lit hallway and her eyebrows frown. She touches her pulled-down Pakanian facemask for comfort, letting her fingers have a feel for the fabric. Her eyes are everywhere but the people around her. Glancing at the male detainee for merely a second, her gaze falls to the other end of the navy's halls.

[Freedom Freelandia]

Perlas doesn't respond and she tries to mask the muffled horror in her eyes. Her mouth, however, remains firmly on her cigarette, unmoved. The small snake-like pupil follows Amanada to the dungeon.
Perlas blinks and touches her throat. She pauses and then looks Rebecca over, her clothes and her face carefully.
Perlas gives her cigarette another drag before pausing at the soldier. "How thin are the walls?"
While he responds, she looks again at the dimly lit hallway and her eyebrows frown. She touches her pulled-down Pakanian facemask for comfort, letting her fingers have a feel for the fabric. Her eyes are everywhere but the people around her. Glancing at the male detainee for merely a second, her gaze falls to the other end of the navy's halls.

"The walls are very thick, m'am! We assure you nothing that happens in here will be heard outside!" replies the soldier

[Pakania]

"Mm..." She blows out the smoke.
I wish I brought my dog, Perlas thinks with much irritation.

{OOC: Describe Rebecca and the navy's halls. Perlas is trying to see what the other trade personnel's doors look like/any activity.

OOC: How would she not know what Freelandia is actually like? Freelandia, much like North Korea, is known to be a shit hole to the outside world

Pakanians are very much stuck in their own little world and Perlas happens to believe the propaganda. She doesn't concern herself much for the outside world's affairs unless it's Latin American (or in the Americas). Perlas is naturally easily suspicious. It's just her nature to be overly protective of herself, especially if she feels like she doesn't have much control. You may learn why soon or not, depending on what the future offers.}

[Freedom Freelandia]

"Mm..." She blows out the smoke.
I wish I brought my dog, Perlas thinks with much irritation.

{OOC: Describe Rebecca and the navy's halls. Perlas is trying to see what the other trade personnel's doors look like/activity.}

OOC: All of the detainees are aged between 20-25. I haven't really thought of the appearance of Freelandians in terms of race or ethnicity, so sorry about that. Rebecca is 21 years old wearing high heels and a red dress. The ship's halls are just grey and dimly lit, like a dimly lit dingy hotel hallway but the room is extremely luxurious with a TV, wi-fi, a king bed and a fully furnished bathroom. The dungeon isn't visible to Pertas and Amanda was tasered on her way to the dungeon, but none of this was visible to Perlas.
IC: "I understand, ma'am, Dogs are indeed very special!" replies the soldier. "Can I use your toilet?" asks the male detainee "No!" Replies the soldier. "I told you to go before you came! Go use the toilet in your quarters! Unbelievable" The solider verbally abuses him as he's escorted out "I told you to go BEFORE you came here! BEFORE!" "We're sorry about that, m'am" as he is escorted away. He and the soldier return 4 minutes later. "Was Rebecca good whilst we were gone?" asks the soldier?

What isn't known to Perlas and is kept complete secret is that there is a camera in her room which is used to film the entire stay so that the footage will get used as blackmail, shall Perlas cause any issues in the future

[Pakania]

She nods, absent-minded. How did he know of my dog? She thinks again. Maybe it's the patch on my ba-
"I-it's fine," Perlas says. She looks at Rebecca.
"Does she speak?" She looks at her face carefully and then seizes the soldier with her eyes. Her fingers feel a burning sensation and she drops her now-sucked up cigarette. "Ow," she says, somewhat more offended than hurt.

{OOC: If I make special emphasis on the eyes, Pakanians have facemasks and so they communicate expressions mostly through their eyes. Perlas also happens to have very expressive eyes. Also, I literally had Perlas assume there would be a camera and I think it's hilarious! I was writing her entry with her complaining about her cigarettes and then we thought, "There could be cameras, not to anyone's surprised." That won't affect her choices, don’t worry. Perlas is used to surveillance back in her own country...and everywhere she goes.}

[Freedom Freelandia]

She nods, absent-minded. How did he know of my dog? She thinks again.
"I-it's fine," Perlas says. She looks at Rebecca.
"Does she speak?" She looks at her face carefully and then seizes the soldier with her eyes. Her fingers feel a burning sensation and she drops her now-sucked up cigarette. "Ow," she says, somewhat more offended than hurt.

{OOC: If I make special emphasis on the eyes, Pakanians have facemasks and so they communicate expressions mostly through their eyes. Perlas also happens to have very expressive eyes.}

"Of course I speak!" replies Rebecca, "And I can do anything for you! ANYTHING!" she explains, as you can see the obvious distress in her eyes and she tries to use her eyes to signal to Perlas that she's scared and in danger. What Perlas doesn't know is that there is a camera filming everything in her room, which will be used by Freelandian authorities if they ever need to blackmail her

OOC: I thought she vocalised her missing her dog. My bad.

[Pakania]

Perlas pulls up her facemask.
She signals Rebecca with her index finger to come inside. She nods her gratitude to the soldier. "What's your name, sir?"

[Freedom Freelandia]

Perlas pulls up her facemask.
She signals Rebecca with her index finger to come inside. She nods her gratitude to the soldier. "What's your name, sir?"

I am Gregory, ma'am!" replies the soldier. Adam and I will leave you two alone!" Greg heads towards the door with the male detainee, who also has a distressed look on his face which isn't hidden by the fake smile

[Pakania]

"Thank you, Gregory," she nods and very gently takes hold of Rebecca's hand. Her eyes are warm and calm.
She looks at Rebecca again now with the soldier gone, peering curiously as to what her face is like.
"You should take off your heels, it looks li'l painful," she says while bending over to pick up the dropped cigarette. "Do you smoke?"

[Freedom Freelandia]

"I just want to look nice for you! No I don't smoke. We don't get cigarettes in jail!" replies Rebecca she checks to ensure that Gregory and the man have left before taking her heels off. She then looks around to see that Gregory is gone "Thanks for letting me take the shoes off! They're hurting my feet! Please don't do what I think you're going to do! Please! Whispers Rebecca "Me and my brother Adam, who was the guy that was with the soldier, were in there because he protested against a tax hike! Please don't do what I think you're gonna do! Please" as she weeps. Rebecca bends down and picks up the cigarette and returns it to Perlas "Or better yet, you can buy us and free us! We'll work for you for free if you promise to treat us better! Once we get to Freedom City, you can buy us! And Amanda too, otherwise, they'll kill her!"

Unbeknown to her, Gregory comes back and takes away Rebecca as he heard everything she said on the camera. "I forgot to ask whether you prefer the smell of strawberry or vanilla!" he thinks of an excuse, takes her outside, out of earshot of "and says "What did I tell you about bothering her with your personal problems?" Before giving Rebecca two bottles of perfume, one with strawberry scent and the other with vanilla, now don't act suspicious! She can't know about the camera!" Rebecca says "Please don't do what I think you're going to! If you don't, I'll give you the perfumes, which I am supposed to wear for you!"

[Pakania]

Perlas waits patiently, a little startled. When Rebecca comes back she gently takes her hand again. "I like strawberry. My country has an abundance of fruits, it's quite nice," she says softly.
"Shh, you need to calm yourself," she says gently. She leads her to the bed only to go to the closet, hangs her leather jacket and then takes off her bandana. She begins to hum. As Rebecca sets aside her heels, Perlas opens her pack of cigarettes and hands one over to her.
"I wouldn't ever do something like that to someone without their enthusiastic consent first," she says firmly and with no inch of hesitation.
She lights the cigarette for her. "I'll teach you to smoke, it's fun," Perlas watches her take it with confusion and takes off her shirt, revealing a sports bra.
She watches with amusement and flops on the bed beside her.

[Freedom Freelandia]

Perlas waits patiently, a little startled. When Rebecca comes back she gently takes her hand again. "I like strawberry. My country has an abundance of fruits, it's quite nice," she says softly.
"Shh, you need to calm yourself," she says gently. She leads her to the bed only to go to the closet, hangs her leather jacket and then takes off her bandana. She begins to hum. As Rebecca sets aside her heels, Perlas opens her pack of cigarettes and hands one over to her.
"I wouldn't ever do something like that to someone without their enthusiastic consent first," she says firmly and with no inch of hesitation.
She lights the cigarette for her. "I'll teach you to smoke, it's fun," Perlas watches her take it with confusion and takes off her shirt, revealing a sports bra.
She watches with amusement and flops on the bed beside her.

"Thank You!" replies Rebecca "I've been abused my whole life! We went to jail when I was just 4 and Adam was 7 when he held up a sign that said "No more taxes" I haven't seen him since then! You seem nice!" she takes a cigarette and tries to imitate Perlas. Rebecca whispers in Perlas' ear "I don't know if I can trust you, but there's a camera in this room! The perfume thing was a lie because they were watching... everything! They're watching you!" She immediately begins to regret what she said "Oh God, don't tell them what I told you, they'll kill me and my brother, and my dad, if he's still alive! Please don't tell them what I said!" She moves away from her ear and begins to weep

[Pakania]

Perlas smiles, though her smile trails off a little sad. She gets up from her bed to lock the door and then sits back down next to her. "Nah, nah, not like that," she takes the cigarette from her and sucks it, breathing in the smoke and then exhaling it through her nose, hoping to impress.
"You have to suck it in," she demonstrates again, smiling, "almost like a kiss."
She gives Rebecca the cigarette again. "You try."

She watches her weep after she discloses the cameras. Surprisingly, Perlas's face is unmoved and her eyes are still as warm as before. She offers a comforting hand.

[Freedom Freelandia]

Perlas smiles, though her smile trails off a little sad. She gets up from her bed to lock the door and then sits back down next to her. "Nah, nah, not like that," she takes the cigarette from her and sucks it, breathing in the smoke and then exhaling it through her nose, hoping to impress.
"You have to suck it in," she demonstrates again, smiling, "almost like a kiss."
She gives Rebecca the cigarette again. "You try."

"Like this?" she coughs and tries again and whispers in her ear "You're not gonna tell them about the camera, are you?"

[Pakania]

She chuckles, amused.
"Tch, you wanna try smoking again?" She teases lightly.
Her hands touch her throat and she whispers in her ear, smiling, "No, I won't. But pretend I said something dirty~" She whispers and then licks her neck a little, somewhat blushing and somewhat embarrassed.

[Freedom Freelandia]

She chuckles, amused.
"Tch, you wanna try smoking again?" She teases lightly.
Her hands touch her throat and she whispers in her ear, smiling, "No, I won't. But pretend I said something dirty~" She whispers and then licks her neck a little, somewhat blushing and somewhat embarrassed.

"You're the nicest person I've met since I was thrown in jail!" cries Rebecca! "I'm glad that you just want to sit in my room and smoke with me! You're the nicest person I've met since going to jail! Most people just want to abuse me, so I'm glad that there's someone who just wants to sit in my room and smoke with me! If you want to smoke, then I'll smoke with you. I ACTUALLY want to make you happy! Most people either abuse me or hit me for not working hard enough in the coal mines". She then whispers in her ear "They killed my mum! They tortured her and killed her because she started the protest!" She then chuckles to pretend that she told her something dirty before returning to her ear "If you tell them about the camera, just kill me and Adam! Even if you kill us, it'll be better than what they'll do to us!"

[Pakania]

Perlas smiles brightly. "Aww, that's cute, sweetheart~"
She blows out some smoke and scoots closers. She looks at the door and back at her. "You don't suppose they will knock the door down, do you?" she teases again and passes her the cigarette. When Rebecca tells her what happened to her mom, she puts her arm around her shoulder empathetically. Her eyes said what her voice could not, I'm very sorry.

[Freedom Freelandia]

Perlas smiles brightly. "Aww, that's cute, sweetheart~"
She blows out some smoke and scoots closers. She looks at the door and back at her. "You don't suppose they will knock the door down, do you?" she teases again and passes her the cigarette.

"Why would they knock the door down?" asks Rebecca. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. "It's Gregory, can I come in? Would I be disturbing anything if I did?"