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Post by Rashn Rasmankar on Apr 9, 2016 4:48:48 GMT
Valentine's admiration of the local culture is cut short by the Colonel. He turned his head to her. "Huh? Oh, yah... Of course... How could I refuse such an offer from a beautiful lady?" His boots are clicking on the cold floortiles as he makes his way to the chair next to Anna-Katrin and he takes a seat next to her. "Ain't this beautiful? Nothing like this in the lands that I rule..." "Pirate, you just love exposing yourself to broadsides. Just so much I could work with from that comment..." Waiting for the guests to be seated, Rashn watches as scientists and diplomats from around the world murmur with unease. Turning his attention to Alice, he hands his rifle off to one of the watching air marines before sitting beside her men, "Not much action here. Action of that form isn't exactly what the immortal city Nikea is known for." The smell of exotic spices begin to dance in the air. A degree of calm begins to subdue the locals as servers skillfully and elegantly maneuver through the room, dispensing steaming trays of food throughout the table. They are followed by woman who place large tweezers alongside triangular silver plates for each individual. When done, they vanish almost as quickly as they appeared, seemingly using hidden doors throughout the room. The delegates from around Unus Solum watch the new arrivals with almost scientific curiosity and pensiveness. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 10:20:37 GMT
"It's Valentine, thank you very much. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother with diplomatic niceties..."
Valentine looks at the oddly-shaped plates and cutlery.
"Alright, I get it now. This is all a big joke, isn't it? Fine, you got me guys. Haha, very funny."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 14:41:08 GMT
Valentine's admiration of the local culture is cut short by the Colonel. He turned his head to her. "Huh? Oh, yah... Of course... How could I refuse such an offer from a beautiful lady?" His boots are clicking on the cold floortiles as he makes his way to the chair next to Anna-Katrin and he takes a seat next to her. "Ain't this beautiful? Nothing like this in the lands that I rule..." Anna-Katrin smiles at Valentine, blushing slightly at his compliment. "We don't have anything quite like this in Dosteovania. A lot of our museums were looted decades ago when we were first invaded, and we have yet to replace things." She takes a sip of water from a heavy, lead crystal glass, looking at him over the rim. "I have been searching all over the world, trying to replace what's rightfully ours. I guess it's time for a break, though, since I seem to be nowhere near home anymore...." |
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Post by Rashn Rasmankar on Apr 9, 2016 15:43:55 GMT
Valentine's admiration of the local culture is cut short by the Colonel. He turned his head to her. "Huh? Oh, yah... Of course... How could I refuse such an offer from a beautiful lady?" His boots are clicking on the cold floortiles as he makes his way to the chair next to Anna-Katrin and he takes a seat next to her. "Ain't this beautiful? Nothing like this in the lands that I rule..." Anna-Katrin smiles at Valentine, blushing slightly at his compliment. "We don't have anything quite like this in Dosteovania. A lot of our museums were looted decades ago when we were first invaded, and we have yet to replace things." She takes a sip of water from a heavy, lead crystal glass, looking at him over the rim. "I have been searching all over the world, trying to replace what's rightfully ours. I guess it's time for a break, though, since I seem to be nowhere near home anymore...." One of the dignitaries, a nameplate if front of him marking him as an Alexander of Ephesus, leans towards Anna. "You say that, not wondering why we are all speaking the same language? I would not make the same assumption." The rest of the diplomats, politicians and business representatives respond with a combination of muted excitement and worry. |
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Post by Blue on Apr 9, 2016 16:20:09 GMT
-Alice, Whilst still finnishing chewing, almost stuffing down a large chunk of meat she has fashioned into a sandwich between two buns-
Alice: "Well, *BURP* ... dear gawd that's good... Ehem, *Gulp* Well I can't talk for these two -She points towards Valentine & Anna- But all CROSS Citizens are Implanted with Universal Translators at birth, For all We know, You are all speaking Terra Standard... We get those so we can work with those Forsnikitty Gombostonians.
-She eyeballs the room around her including all the detailed & Finely decorated attire of the other guests.-
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 16:46:41 GMT
-Alice, Whilst still finnishing chewing, almost stuffing down a large chunk of meat she has fashioned into a sandwich between two buns- Alice: "Well, *BURP* ... dear gawd that's good... Ehem, *Gulp* Well I can't talk for these two -She points towards Valentine & Anna- But all CROSS Citizens are Implanted with Universal Translators at birth, For all We know, You are all speaking Terra Standard... We get those so we can work with those Forsnikitty Gombostonians. -She eyeballs the room around her including all the detailed & Finely decorated attire of the other guests.- Valentine folds arms over his chest and squints his eyes at Alice, watching her stuff her mouth in disgust. "I see CROSS still hasn't tackled the acute problem of its citizens' manners. Perharps it would be smart to implant you folks with an Etiquette Chip next..." |
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Post by Blue on Apr 9, 2016 16:52:25 GMT
-Alice Gives a wide grin-
Alice: "I'll leave Etiquette & Diplomacy to bean counters Like yourself, Good manners don't win battles."
-She leans foreward with the same devilish grin-
Alice: "So Privateer, tell me, how high is your personal kill count then?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 17:04:26 GMT
One of the dignitaries, a nameplate if front of him marking him as an Alexander of Ephesus, leans towards Anna. "You say that, not wondering why we are all speaking the same language? I would not make the same assumption." The rest of the diplomats, politicians and business representatives respond with a combination of muted excitement and worry. "Oh, no, sir....trust me, I make no assumptions. But....I am also fluent in 12 different languages, and I can tell that the majority DO speak the same, sir. Be it through a translator device or whatever......" Anna-Katrin looks at the man. "Plus, I refuse to censor myself for ANYONE. So, if there's a problem, let's hear it. Don't beat around the bush." |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 17:09:26 GMT
Valentine places both hands flat on the table
"You, young lady, win battles but this 'bean counter' wins wars. So short-sighted you are, oh my..."
He chuckles and sits back in the chair
"I know my kill count is above zero. Used to kill in my soldier days. But now... I shoot, cut, hurt, maim, amputate... but do not kill."
He leans closer towards Alice
"But for you I would gladly make an exception."
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Post by Blue on Apr 9, 2016 18:16:12 GMT
- Alice unsheathes her Combat knife & slams it into the table between her & Valentine as they both leer into each others eyes. with Both Parts & Skippy getting up & standing at the ready at her sides -
Alice:" You couldn't even If you tried..."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 18:38:43 GMT
Valentine lets out a hearty laugh as he pulls out his cutlass and as soon as he puts the large weapon on the table in front of him his expression turns dead serious
"Try me, little girl."
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Post by Blue on Apr 9, 2016 19:14:41 GMT
- It soon dawns on her that the entire room had gone dead silent with everyone in the vicinity staring right at them with various expressions of shock & angst.
at that time she also notice several armed guards with their hands resting on their weapons holsters, ready to intervene at a moments notice -
Alice:" Difference is... I don't need such a fine specimen of a penis substitute as you have presented to get the job done, as a matter of fact, I may need to tie both my hands behind my back to make it a fair fight in that case"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 19:33:25 GMT
"Ohoho, please... Don't make me laugh!"
He pretends to wipe his tears.
"I could be bedridden with a brain tumor and a butter knife in my hand and could still chop all three of you cheeky buggers into a fruit salad in 10 seconds flat! Ahahahaha!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2016 19:45:23 GMT
The tension in the room is so thick that Anna-Katrin could have picked up Valentine's cutlass off the table and sliced it in two. Instead, she slams both her hands down onto the table, standing up and pushing her chair back so hard that it clatters backwards onto the floor.
"Will you two both GROW UP and knock it the hell off! The only reason we are here is by the grace of our hosts, and you're BOTH making us look bad and embarrassing ALL OF US. I don't know you at all, Blue, but Commander, I KNOW you know better, dammit! PLEASE! Stop it!"
Anna-Katrin stops and looks around at the shocked looks on people's faces. She blushes a deep shade of red and sits back down in her chair that a guard had silently picked up and replaced behind her.
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Post by President Ruytenburch on Apr 9, 2016 20:50:22 GMT
Standing and fixing his glasses, Ruytenburch, dressed in a fine white suit with golden buttons, speaks with stern indignation. "Lieutenant Rasmankar. See to it that you and your Air Marines, as well as the SNOB's so generously lent to us by the Shirudo envoy, take these trespassers somewhere they can avoid harming our honoured guests. As far as I can tell, this half cooked assortment of hooligans are some cheap magicians who prayed on our good Librarians kindness and are taking us all for fools."
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