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The Queen nods.
"Indeed. You may start."
"Is that all? Hand me a treaty then."
Hi, this is Edmundia by the way
Neo of rwby and Rusheim
In the Eastern port city of Tesseria, Rusheim, the people living near the main port look out their windows at the sea in wonder. Something is coming, something very big...a squadron of six destroyers, two battleships, some corvettes and an aircraft carrier come into view. The Democratic States Navy has come to town.
(Lel we’re using actual earth map for NS)
The Rusheim civilians watch the ships and begin to prepare for their arrival by cooking delicious yak steak and host festivities when they land.
Yaaay!
🧐
The Ruler is intrigued.
“My, what advanced magic and science you have! I’m glad to be allies with you and not against you...”
The Queen nods.
"Once I'm done synthesising one with your blood I'll gift you one, of course."
"Amusing. I would read the treaty first, of course. Or do you not have one with writing? If not tell me the terms."
On board one of the battleships, DSS Rochester, Admiral Hector Sprimitz of the DSN’s Atlantic Squadron looks out to the Rusheimian cityscape with his telescope and turns to his wireless operator
“George, tell headquarters that we have found civilisation across the Atlantic.”
“Yes, sir!”
The Queen nods.
"Elaborate, please."
"I am requred to get a mutrul defense pact and an opical offissive pact"
(sorry that was confussing)
Rusheim and Empire of seraphim
The Queen smirks.
"Duplicating it is easy enough with the needed materials and magic."
"That's all? I will sign them then."
The Queen reads through it and signs it.
The ships don’t really dock, dropping anchor just inside the harbour. Admiral Sprimitz then sends a landing party of a couple of sailors and Democratic States Marines to land on the shore and make first contact...
"You should send an ambassador to Rusheim."
“It’s easy? Huh, I would’ve never thought that creating replicas of someone as a minion was easy. Obviously, I knew about golems, but this is way more advanced.”
The Rusheim natives hand out yak-fur parkas to make sure that the marines don’t freeze to death. They appear to be very friendly.
(Oof)
"Well, it's only easy for me since I've been studying it for a long time and have the needed resources. However, once I figure out how to make a specific creature it's far easier to make it again."
(Lets just assume they arrive safely.”
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