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With both the Adept before them and Cezis both hearing and witnessing the events unfolding before her she would seem remarkably unhinged from the firing of the weapon, still seeming to be sitting down upon the ground, now looking up towards the Adept as he would speak, yet by the time Kristian would speak she would seem to snap out of whatever trance or state she was previously within motioning for the adept to leave and as soon as she would she would just begin to stand up, now approaching the entrance of the bunker.
And as she would do so she would begin to speak:
- | " Right uh.. should we continue to the origin? something... may have came to me, but that can be talked once within the.. construct, you are coming right? " |
She would finish saying this her voice unlike before now seeming uncertain or at the very most nervous
the 7th international(aka a bunch of people thinking they can make a utopia by listening to a german who isn't an economics)
The leaders of the Austranisian socialist democracy group have decided to do a 7th international in the nation Luako, Boin's Town (Lagos) in the Worker's Assembly Building there
the Austranisian socialist have invited other marxis groups around the world to discuss the future of marxism and what place it takes in the modern world and who is currently leading it
The anarchist communist
Oopsidroppedmyrightsburg
Tunguska
Cerrado
Aboriginal Free State
(i hade very bad rolls)
Derwan
any nation with a marxis party/group
"Maybe, but walking isn't that bad! Gives you more time to look around, gets you some exercise if you're organic... and I'm not the best with heights, anyway."
“Aw...you know I’d hold onto you. Flying isn’t that scary if you know how to land properly.”
"Thanks, that's reassuring." Heidrun blushed slightly at the comment but hoped that it wasn't noticeable. "I'm not necessarily afraid of heights, I just... prefer the ground, I guess."
“Understandable, that’s more of a human emotion after all. Though to be fair...I’m not a fan of spiders...”
"Yes, I'm coming. Doesn't sound like what came to you was very pleasant, but that can wait until we get inside."
Kristian began following her to the bunker.
"Personally I don't mind them, but I can definitely see how they can be unappealing. And their webs get stuck in the worst places."
“I’ve heard stories...not good ones either.” She shakes a bit.
Holy crap I died what happened why are there 220 messages what did I miss holy shoot I've run out of family friendly American exclamations yee haw
Scherzinger, Mordusville, The Nippon Teikoku, and Italia unita
uhh i forgot pls telegram me the names of representative/representatives of your marxist group/country
Upon Finally entering the bunker before them, Cezis could be seen standing upon something suspended within the air with rope, motioning for him to follow and to stand with her upon the lift created and used by the group of adepts who had just left, once he had stepped on she would begin to lower it, until reaching the ground of the bunker.
Now all around them just barely illuminated by the use of lit torches around them she would begin to speak pointing down the hallway before them before eventually continuing down the hallway speaking and having her voice echo throughout as a result of the place being rather empty;
- | " Those.. devices you called when they used them.. Guns were they yes? the sound seemed to have brought up something I really don't like nor can explain like a fragment of thought, if I could better explain I would but I just.. " |
Before Cezis could continue any further down the hallway or finish her sentence she would seem to fall silent and begin to hold her head seemingly in pain to when the first time he had played back the signal towards her group, remaining like this for sometime before eventually coming to, now seeming to be disoriented and dizzy whenever she attempted to stand or walk having to lean up against the walls for support just as she would start to speak again;
- | " Please, forgive me.. it was just some discomfort. " |
To the Minister of Foreign Affairs,
Consul Michael Tozakas of the Byzantine Republic would be happy to meet with the Govenor-General of Cyprus Karaiskos and Minister Perea to sign a treaty to finalize the agreement that was discussed between us and between our 2 nations in Nicosia.
Signed, Byzantine Minister of Foreign Affairs, Nikolas Kallidis
Achipel and Italia unita
THE HUNT FOR YANAPUMA | PT 4
PUCALLPA | STATE OF UCAYLA | INCAN OCCUPIED TERRITORIES
The Bunker... it was rather warm that day in the outskirts of the Amazon, looking over what appeared to be a long abandoned Bunker opening in the rock of a hill. One of the generals who escorted Greene's crew there put in what seemed to be a key code, allowing the group inside. Though as Greene walked in she was none too pleased. Her smile turned into somewhat of a frown as she looked around, then... she saw something, a piece of paper with words written in Quechua. She smirked, he was here. He must've known they were coming somehow... did he have more aides? No... that couldn't have been it. She made sure that his staunchest loyalists were dismissed and put on watch by Huascar's Government, or of course she dealt with them in the same manner she dealt with Icoua. It must've been a sense of intuition, but what could've made him assume?
She moved closer, picking up the letter and reading it through. While she didn't know too much Quechua, she knew enough to get by. The General with her walked over, his eyes went wide.
"No..." He said, Greene looked to him.
"What is it?"
"He's.. he's trying to escape... He wishes to escape westwards."
"Westwards? To where?"
"It doesn't say..."
"Hmm."
She put it down for a minute, looking around the room to see an open door leading to what looked like a hallway. She walked down it, opening each door to see bedroom after bedroom, all of them empty. Finally she reached the final room, opening it to see what looked like a General's quarters with a Queen sized bed, a single bathroom, and its own closet. Then... she saw it. Her eyes went wide as it sat there. The Kings Crown.
"He was here..." She said underneath her breath. The General walked into the room, seeing the crown and sighing.
"Indeed... its time to warn Huascar. Should Yanapuma gain passage into another nation then the search simply cannot continue..."
Greene looked to him.
"Oh it will. That man has a lot to answer for and I will ensure that any nation that gets in the way burns to the fvcking ground..."
The general gulped. He could see why the Pretannians had her as a military leader but something told him she liked to take things too far too fast. The two walked back out to meet with the crew, Greene then spoke.
"Alright.... we don't have much time. Our little fugitive is trying to escape westwards... seems like he thinks he can escape due justice."
They would continue searching for a few minutes before leaving, the search continues.
...
Yanapuma travelled the Jungles of western Peru, not really knowing where he was going, only have a small sense of his direction. Though something had to be off as he reached what seemed like a clearing through the woods. After trekking through mountains and jungle he would lay his eyes upon... La Paz...no.. how could he had been wrong. This was deep into occupied territory, seeing the flag of the PAZ over the large City Captiol Building.
"Fvck..." he said to himself, wondering what he should do from there. Deciding he couldn't go back he decided to instead take the plunge and go through, hopefully he wouldn't be caught. He would wait for nighttime, knowing that even though the city itself was bustling that he would be able to get through easier than in the light of day, and so once the sun went down his journey began. He would go down the mountains slowly, only moving at night and taking the day to rest, finally after the 5th day he made it to the base, now he had to go through the toughest part of it all, traversing through it.
"Heh, yeah, they don't have the best reputation. Don't worry, I'll make sure there are no spiders in the apartment."
“Thank you. So, if you all came in a ship...how big is your military?”
Kristian was definitely concerned at this point, noticing the clear disorientation Cezis was suffering from.
"Are you sure it's just some discomfort? Because it really doesn't look that way. Take a break if you need to, I don't want you to be injured."
Heidrun thought for a bit. "Well, we've never really needed a big military. We've been relatively peaceful so far, and we haven't participated in any wars through troops. We'd be able to field... eighty thousand in all, taking reserves into account."
“That’s still quite the number. I’m sure having an AI gives them an advantage as well.”
Immediately Cezis would seem to retort being able to Push herself off from the wall and while dizzy would be able to walk seeming to be continuing down the hallway before stopping and turning back speaking in a fairly aggressive tone as it would seem something he had said would have seemed to struck a nerve;
- | " As I said.. I am fine, it's just some discomfort, you are coming with me to the origin of the signal are you not? " |
LET THE FUN BEGIN | ELECTION SEASON PART ONE
PRETINNIUS | SOUTHLAND PROVINCE | REPUBLIC OF NEW PRETANNIA
With the Two Year Mark of Prime Minister Wests first term now upon the nation it was time for parties to consider electing new leaders and begin fielding out candidates for Prime Minister. Though now the electoral map had seemingly taken a shift. The popularity of the war being high due to the nations victory allowing West to poll with a comfortable lead over any possible opponents except one... that of course being the possible Conservative Candidate. In her shocking victory back in 2150 she managed to convince urban conservative voters and independents to vote for her over Kingsley, who many saw as not having done enough to help the nations industries and keep his promises as a New Era Conservative to keep corporations at bay. Though as an advisor of West he has spearheaded anti-corporate efforts and has helped reshape the Conservative Party into a more populist entity, railing against corporate power, similar to what has been done to the Unionists under the leadership of Turner and West.
Madame West earlier today announced that her party has unilaterally re-nominated her for a Second Term as Prime Minister and has renominated both Ruddington and Turner as House Speaker and Party Leader respectively. Meanwhile the conservatives have chosen to keep Antioch as leader while now having to field out candidates for both Prime Minister and House Speaker, though popular PM Candidates currently sit with three people, Gordon Wilkinson, who polls at 27%, Adam Kirkland, who polls at 31%, and James Parkland, who polls at 14%. Interestingly enough two of the three are representatives from a group known as the "New Guard Conservatives" which stand in staunch opposition to corporate power and want to put an emphasis on government intervention to end Corporate control over small business. This could come to attract voters from the Unionists, Greens, and Social Democrats. Though Unionist Leadership has seemingly scoffed at this notion.
Other parties have also begun to field candidates for positions across the Government should they win, even if their chances are small. Though the Greens, the third biggest contender for the Prime Ministership, have already announced people for both the House Speaker and the Prime Ministership, their Prime Minister Candidate being Erica Atlee and the House Speaker Candidate being John Norman. The two have risen to become powerhouses within the party and it was expected that one of the two would be chosen to be their candidate for Prime Minister. It seems though that the two have decided to team up and have deemed it necessary to try and get their bases in Lancaster and New Anglia amped up for 2154 in a Campaign focused on environmentalism and interestingly enough election reform, many within the party blasting the current system as "alarmingly anti-democratic" due to the arbitrary nature districts have been divided, though these calls have been soundly rejected by most other parties as the current districts were drawn up by an independent commission and maintained by them as well.
While the first debates aren't set till at least February of 2153, parties have already begun to hold rallies in staunch support areas to ensure that their strongest areas are ready for the fight ahead. It is expected that Madame West will come out victorious in the end but only time will tell as the election is still almost two years away.
Anna nodded as Ariana called her a "Woman of Power." Smiling back to her as she responded.
"Indeed it is a shame. My administration wanted to begin reaching out much earlier than this but with the war and all that became difficult."
She nodded as Ariana said for them to go to the limos, noting the Media presence and smiling to them as they headed off. Once they got into the limo Anna knew the real meeting would begin. Now was time for plans to become action.
I just found my first Easter Egg on Blankenheim! :)))
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