|
|
|
The East Pacific brought to you by, | |||||||||||||
|
Social
Roleplay
|
|
| Welcome to The East Pacific. We hope you enjoy your visit. You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you may register an account here! I'm registered. Where do I start? When you sign up on our forums, your account may be limited to certain forums, and unable to make requests in our roleplay section. We recommend that you Apply for Citizenship to gain all the benefits of being part of our roleplay community! |
| They'd Rather be Gulfing | |
|---|---|
| Topic Started: Jan 12 2011, 05:27:43 PM (2,604 Views) | |
| Todd McCloud | Jan 12 2011, 05:27:43 PM Post #1 |
|
Planet Telox
|
"Yes milady. Yes milady. Of course milady. Yes. I will send him my regards. Thank you. Out." Ler Commodore Vanse Lebivistre shrugged his shoulders as he closed shut his cell phone. He gave the window outside of his headquarters a final go-over. With the action dying down in Iruk, the gallows not as occupied as they were in previous days, and the firing squads all with nothing to do, it was probably time to move on and adhere to his duties in his new position. With the Premier's good graces and a small window of operation, it was time to take advantage of the break. Lebivistre was older, passed his prime as far as vulpines were concerned. In nine years he'd be fifty, practically old age for his kind. But he didn't soften over the years. Instead, he was a strict commodore and seemed to annually raise his standards. Those under his command were doomed to a service of working at a grueling pace with little reward, forced to continuously reach for a bar that was too high by most accounts, but there was no excuse for failing to accomplish a goal. He was not a Maxist, though he was brought up on the accords of their first teachings, before the regime took a most decided turn for the worst. His work defined him. The performance of his units defined him. He was one who believed in the power of the mind. If one thought they could do it, and they had the means to do it, there was simply no excuse not to do it. And while his policies didn't match up to the previous regime's philosophies or methodologies, he didn't water down his beliefs. Soldiers were drones. One could never teach a drone with a soft voice - it had to be loud, aggressive, and followed by physical punishment. He was the judge, jury, and, most recently, executioner in his own ranks. But he had to be taken away from his old job as a field commander. Now he was studying Vekaiyun ranks and naval placements. Since he was trained in the earliest days of Maxism, his veteran experience allowed him to know the ins and outs of the armed forces for his nation. And if there was something he wanted to take advantage of, it would be the Vekaiyun navy. It had been maintained, but its patrolling space had been cut over the years as the necessity for naval prowess was no longer needed as much, and it became too expensive to keep all fleets going. Hopefully it would find use again. Opening his computer, he set to work going over his new contact lists. Adding foreign affairs offices from select nations, outlined in the email, the Ler Commodore began writing a message to parties of his interest.
|
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Jan 17 2011, 06:08:58 PM Post #2 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
|
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Raedion-Lucari | Jan 19 2011, 12:01:46 AM Post #3 |
|
Take a drag.
|
"Is this a good idea? Have you been sitting behind a desk too long?" Kors scratched behind his ears as he spoke in Veranian. Adelus was a vulpine, who excelled in Officer's Training School and took command of the eastern fleet after the previous admiral retired. He had jet-black fur mottled with white, and his eyes shone a crystal blue. Although rather stoic-looking, he was only in his late thirties. "This isn't my desk, you realize that, right?" Fedorov picked up the letter and held it up to the ceiling lights. "Hmm. Do you think we should've used a fancier parchment?" "It looks fine to me. Looks like office paper. That's how it should be, right?" "This isn't some desk jockey job, Adelus." "Regardless..." Adelus picked up the letter sent to them by Lebivistre. "This, uh... Gulf of Itur... that's... a new term to me. What would that be?" Adelus started writing on the letter Fedorov just finished. "Must be the seas our islands sit in the center of." "... I see." Adelus finished writing his note at the end of the letter.
OOC: Sorry if I missed any previous RP about it, but I don't recall it being mentioned anywhere. |
| |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Jan 22 2011, 10:44:22 AM Post #4 |
|
Planet Telox
|
With the messages passed on to the Vekaiyun Foreign Affairs department, the Foreign Officers set to work on organizing the process.
((OOC: Assume the file is attached to their emails. Also, is it Raedion Lucari or Verania?)) |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| Raedion-Lucari | Jan 22 2011, 04:04:42 PM Post #5 |
|
Take a drag.
|
OOC: Foreign dignitaries can use whichever one they want, at their preference - "the Conglomerate" would be a broader term but still viable. |
| |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Jan 22 2011, 05:19:08 PM Post #6 |
|
Wolfman
|
Fleet Admiral Serj Lyka sat down to his desk. He was rather young for his position, turning 30 only days before. He seemed to almost blend in with his uniform, due to his brown fur and the tan uniform, but his blue eyes were said to give him away. He commanded the Navy's South Fleet, which patrolled Southern Yugoslavia's southern waters. He had received the position after the original Admiral was honorably discharged due to a medical problem. He opened his email, and scanned over the email sent by Lebivistre. Sipping from his coffee mug, he began typing a reply.
He clicked 'send' just as Iskira walked in. She was a few years younger than Serj, and had grey fur and tufts of black fur on her torso. Her green eyes shone in the sun peeking through the blinds. "Morning, Iskira. How was your week of leave?" Iskira poured herself a cup of coffee. "It was nice to finally get some rest. Did you send the email you called me about?" Serj nodded. "Just sent it." |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Jan 24 2011, 05:45:23 PM Post #7 |
|
Planet Telox
|
|
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Jan 28 2011, 12:34:06 AM Post #8 |
|
Planet Telox
|
((OOC, might as well start the meeting)) Ler Commodore Vanse Lebivistre entered the Yvesilesi Building for Foreign Relations flanked by Vekaiyun guards. There wasn’t really a need for such a presence, but in a nation that just finished a civil war, one could not take too many precautions. Still, Calesu was relatively unaffected by the war. It remained in relative peace throughout the contest, turning its back from the nation behind it and out to the sea, which remained calm and tranquil. The city played the role of Pontius Pilate in the contest: washing itself clean from the skirmish, it instead chose not to get involved, and its people, decidedly loyalist in nature, stood back and let the two sides decide the contest. They were above the war. Ten years ago, however, they were highly militarized and served as a base for ground, sea, and air forces. But that was then. Now the city was a progressive one, one that wanted to shed its darker past and instead lift it to the skies where its tall buildings and modern architecture reflected the sun above like the water around them. Lebivistre gave little regard for such things, however. Functionality was more important than beauty as far as buildings were concerned. But his business was in those under his command, and discipline and impeccable ability were beautiful in his eyes, even if his eyes were covered in aviator shades, partially because it was indeed sunny out, but also because he was aware of his own body language. Those who feared him said his tense face could melt any ego and his stare could break a man in half. Those who hated him noticed his facial features and said he was in a permanent bowl movement, especially when one considered how he talked – short staccato phrases. But most at least respected him due to his age and demanding personality. “Are all preparations ready?” He asked. His uniform of blue with gold accents was next to immaculate, and the shine in his shades shimmered without blemish. “Affirmative,” an officer replied. “The staff has prepared a conference room and is ready to accommodate the representatives.” He motioned to his left to a front desk but stopped when the Ler Commodore didn’t follow his motions. “There are translating devices ready for those who are not fluent in English, just in case.” “I am aware,” he replied. “The Minister of Sea Trade has arrived?” “He has been directed to the conference room, sir.” Lebivistre produced a single, fluid nod. “Very well. I shall join him there. Inform all arrivals to join us in Conference Room A. Ensure that their introductions are befitting to their position, and their arrival to the lobby is without problem.” The officer didn’t speak, but instead saluted his superior. A quick dart with his eyes allowed for a final go-over to observe the conditions of the lobby. The marbled floor glistened and the marbled columns were spotless. Jaku wooden walls stained a dark brown were housings for large but various Vekaiyun symbols and motifs, all important in showing off decadence. The fountain in the center of the room was an echo of serenity, and all the plant life were alive and clean. A crystalline chandelier hung above the fountain, appearing like an extension of the water itself. The Vekaiyun flag hung proudly on one of the walls. Even the pens on the marble-topped desk were in their rightful holders. Perfect. “One last thing.” “Yes, Ler Commodore?” “Music. This is a lobby to a foreign relations building, not a mausoleum. It is far too quiet in here. Traditional Vekaiyun music must be played over the speakers.” The officer paused, then gave a slight nod. “Yes sir.” He snapped his fingers as a staff member approached him. “Traditional music, now,” he said as his superior proceeded to walk toward a hallway. |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Feb 3 2011, 05:02:24 PM Post #9 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
Yvesilesi Building for Foreign Relations, Calesu, Vekaiyu Counter Admiral Emelia Aleksandra Borislavia of the Confederate Navy, Royal Congressman Werurar Koparus, and the head of the Confederate Strategic Rocket Forces (CSRF), General-Major Jiesama Manond, the members of the Vulshainian Gulf of Itur delegation had arrived and were now waiting in the lobby of the Yvesilesi Building for Foreign Relations. Counter Admiral Borislavia's bluish-black uniform with gold piping clashed with her gray and red fur. General-Major Manond stood beside Royal Congressman Koparus and his son, Gathegio. She wore her black and green uniform with white piping as well as her red scarf. Both Koparus and his son were wearing navy blue suits, although Koparus wore a black tie while his son wore a gray tie. Both the counter admiral and the General-Major were female lobos. Behind the head of the CSRF was her assistant Podpolkovnik Burkhard Vladilen, Jr., a tall dark brown haired human man. The three military officers wore greatcoats. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Feb 14 2011, 04:36:25 PM Post #10 |
|
Planet Telox
|
"Ah," the officer from before replied, "the delegation from Vulshain! Good to meet you!" He nodded respectfully as staff members of the building filed in with their bags, taking them to their assigned rooms. It wasn't Vekaiyun custom to shake hands, so he hoped the nod would be acceptable. "Welcome to Vekaiyu, I hope your flight to our nation was enjoyable. I am Solike General Irvano Milikivastre, serving under the Vekaiyun 71st infantry division stationed near Calesu." He offered to guide the delegation with a gesture of his gloved hand, the Yskavirge of his uniform bending slightly to accommodate his left arm movement. "The Yvesilesi Building was built right next to the Gulf of Itur, so the conference should be both fitting for the occasion and relaxing. I hope you enjoy your stay here. I will not be present for the meeting, but once you are directed to the conference room any questions or comments about your stay may be directed to the staff here. They have been informed of your presence and will work to assure your stay is enjoyable." |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Feb 15 2011, 12:52:18 AM Post #11 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
Royal Congressman Werurar Koparus nodded. "Thank you, Solike General Irvano Milikivastre. If I may ask, will General-Major Jiesama Manond and I be sharing the same room?" He hoped that was the case. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Feb 21 2011, 05:50:39 PM Post #12 |
|
Planet Telox
|
Milikivastre stopped upon hearing the question. "I uh... if you wish, you may request the same room and we will ready it for you. We have prepared separate rooms based on the assumption that everyone would need their own room, but if you require the same room, we will be able to accommodate that." |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Feb 21 2011, 06:01:55 PM Post #13 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
Royal Congressman Werurar Koparus smiled and nodded. "Thank you. General-Major Manond and I would appreciate that, if it's not too much trouble that is. And it will be just me and her who will be sharing a room together." The General-Major smiled as well. On her right hand was an engagement ring with the Royal Congressman's initials on it. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Mar 1 2011, 09:12:28 PM Post #14 |
|
Wolfman
|
Outside the Yvesilesi Building for Foreign Relations, Calesu, Vekaiyu Admiral Lyka and Vice Admiral Ruikov approached the Yvesilesi Building in Calesu after a ride from the airport. Their shoes shined in the sunlight. The two lobos exchanged words in Lobonese as they crossed the parking lot. "Well, Iskira, are you ready?" "Yes. So where do you suppose we'll end up in this alliance?" She looked over at Serj. "Well, hopefully we'll be in a good position to defend our interests. The only thing I'm worried about at the moment is how we'll be look at by the other delegates. After all, we are the youngest admirals in the Motherland's Navy." "I suppose. But why us?" "You know this. Our fleet defends our waters in the Gulf." They approached the door. "Besides, it's good practice." Serj opened the door for Iskira, and entered after her. Both removed their hats and sunglasses. |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Mar 12 2011, 01:58:42 AM Post #15 |
|
Planet Telox
|
"Good luck at the conference," Milikivastre said as he waved his hand. He watched as the delegation from Southern Yugoslavia entered the lobby area. They seemed to be speaking Lobonese, but he didn't know anything outside of a few words. Why he was selected to greet delegations despite being limited by two languages was beyond him, but he was not one to question the moves of his superiors. "Greetings," he replied as he approach the two. "I am Solike General Irvano Milikivastre, serving under the Vekaiyun 71st infantry division stationed near Calesu. I hope your trip to our nation was an enjoyable one." He nodded respectfully as workers swarmed around their bags and began picking them up. "They will take your bags to your personal quarters for the duration of this meeting." He offered the two to follow him by a simple hand gesture. "The Yvesilesi Building was built right next to the Gulf of Itur, so the conference should be relaxing and without stress. I hope you enjoy your stay here. I will not be present for the meeting, but once you are directed to the conference room any questions about your stay may be directed to the staff here. They have been informed of your presence and will work to assure your stay is enjoyable." |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Apr 3 2011, 05:52:31 PM Post #16 |
|
Wolfman
|
Serj nodded and responded in English, with a thick Laiat (essentially Russian/Slavic) accent. "Thank you, Solike General. Have any other delegations arrived yet?" He turned his gaze towards Milikivastre, looking him in the eye, common courtesy and a sign of respect in Southern Yugoslavia. |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Apr 4 2011, 09:08:26 PM Post #17 |
|
Planet Telox
|
"Yes," he replied calmly. "Vekaiyu and Vulshain have arrived. The Ler Commodore has informed me the talks may commence once three parties have arrived." He paused. "Unfortunately, Listonia could not be present for such talks, but a videophone has been set up where Stapen Evesuni will be joining. He will only be present for initial discussions as he has informed us he will be in dispose later today." He motioned the delegation to follow him as he walked down the spacious marbled hallways, his polished boots clicking against the reflective rock. He halted and stood to attention once he reached two large wooden doors made of jaku wood, standing roughly two stories high and giving an almost cathedral-like charm to the entrance of the room. Inside the room was a round table with a hologram projection in the center of the table, presumably to display the various visual aids during the talks. Pads and papers were distributed for each seat, two of which were occupied: one by Ler Commodore Vanse Lebivistre in his blue uniform and another by the Minister of Foreign Trade in Vekaiyu, Imanov Risilake, who looked slightly out of place wearing a bowtie and glasses to top off an expensive-looking black suit. However, he didn't give off a geeky appearance: instead, reclined in his chair, moving a pen back and forth on his knuckles. "Ah," Lebivistre said. "Please, sit down. We will begin talks momentarily." His speech was still intense and staccato, almost like he hadn't had an anus in about ten years. "Indeed," Imanov replied, trying to get focused on the task at hand. His attention was swayed to Evesuni's screen turning on. He didn't say anything; instead, the Listonian dictator just sat in a chair and seemed to be assessing the situation. |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Apr 4 2011, 11:41:45 PM Post #18 |
|
Wolfman
|
Serj straightened his dress coat and walked inside the large room with Iskira. Their shoes simultaneously clicked against the floor as they proceeded to their seats. Serj pulled out Iskira's seat, allowing her to sit first. Once she was seated, he took a seat. He placed a briefcase to the left of his leg, and moved the chair closer to the table. He scanned over Lebivistre and Imanov. He leaned closer to Iskira, and whispered to her in Lobonese. "I don't know if I trust them. They seem like they're 'all business'. Not enough socialization. Right down to it. I don't like dealing with people like that." Iskira whispered back, also in Lobonese. "No Lobo in their right mind does. Well, we'll have to see what direction the meeting goes before we can fully mistrust or trust them." Serj nodded, and glanced towards Evesuni. "What do you make of him?" "Too quiet. Don't trust him much, either." Iskira scratched her chin. "Let's just hope we get into a position we like." Serj nodded and returned his attention to the Vekaiyu delegation, and sat quietly. OOC: This is pretty much Lobo/Southern Yugoslavian etiquette. |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Apr 5 2011, 12:03:38 AM Post #19 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
Counter Admiral Emelia Aleksandra Borislavia of the Confederate Navy, Royal Congressman Werurar Koparus, and the head of the Confederate Strategic Rocket Forces (CSRF), General-Major Jiesama Manond, the members of the Vulshainian Gulf of Itur delegation, as well as the head of the CSRF's assistant, Podpolkovnik Burkhard Vladilen, Jr., a tall dark brown haired human man, entered the room, having been escorted by the Vekaiyuns. (OOC: Both the counter admiral and General-major are lobos; the Royal Congressman is a Vulpine). The Royal Congressman smiled when he spotted the Southern Yugoslavian delegates. "Ah, I see the delegates from Vulshain's new ally, Southern Yugoslavia, are here." He approached them. "I hope your trip here was pleasant. I am Royal Congressman Werurar Koparus of Vulshain." He introduce the other Vulshainian delegates. Podpolkovnik Vladilen's icy blue eyes seemed to cause chills to run up the spines of anyone he looked at, and right now, he was studying Evesuni. The Royal Congressman held out his hand to Serj. OOC: Never did like people who were 'all business', even in real life. We Southerners have a lot in common with how Russians conduct business meetings. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Apr 5 2011, 12:16:07 AM Post #20 |
|
Wolfman
|
Serj stood up and firmly grasped the Royal Congressman's hand with an almost bone-crushing grip. He firmly shook it and looked him in the eye. "Thank you, Congressman. Always a pleasure to work with friends of the Motherland. I am Fleet Admiral Lyka, and this is my second-in-command, Vice Admiral Ruikov." Serj moved out of the way, and greeted the Counter Admiral and General-major in the traditional lobo way. Iskira stood up and shook hands with the Congressman. "Pleasure to meet you, Congressman." OOC: Southerner, eh? Which state are you from? |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Apr 5 2011, 12:50:16 AM Post #21 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
OOC: South Carolina! IC: The Royal Congressman smiled, although, he really wished the Southern Yugoslavian was about to crush his hand. The other delegates from Vulshain greeted the Southern Yugoslavians as well, conversing with them a little. The women greeted each other by kissing three times on the cheek, although the Vulshainians did it four times starting on the left cheek. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Apr 5 2011, 10:24:04 AM Post #22 |
|
Planet Telox
|
Thankfully, Lebivistre's eyes were well-hidden beneath his shades. To not allow time for the host of the meeting to address the crowd prior to the meeting's start was unheard of during his time in the Vekaiyun military. Guests always erred to the host and allowed him or her to commence with the introductions, get to familiarize one another, tell stories, perhaps even have a drink or a smoke. To do otherwise was to essentially denounce his duties as a host and downright insult him or her. He held his tongue after being cut off, only arching an eyebrow in dissatisfaction. Imanov Risilake was well-aware of the problem and didn't even need to look at Lebivistre to believe he was upset. But, after attending countless trade meetings, he was used to ornery behavior in meetings. He suddenly sprang into action and stood from his seat. "Ah, so glad you could make it," he said with a smile. His bowtie was like a pedestal his head sat on. "I am the Minister of Foreign Trade in Vekaiyu, Imanov Risilake. I'm very glad to see you from across the pond, Counter Admiral Emelia Aleksandra Borislavia of the Vulshain Confederate Navy, Royal Congressman of Vulshain Werurar Koparus, head of the Vuldshain Confederate Strategic Rocket Force General-Major Jiesama Manond, Fleet Admiral Serj Lyka of the Southern Yugoslavia South Fleet, Vice Admiral Iskira Ruikov of the South Yugoslavia Southern Fleet." He shook his hand with each member as he walked to them individually, giving a slight bow as it still felt awkward and inappropriate to do without it. The firmness of his handshake was quick to match that of the shaker. His eye contact with each individual was relaxed but gave of an air of confidence. "It is common procedure for Vekaiyun meetings to be dictated by the host, and..." he paused as Lebivistre stood. "... we are still accustomed to our own... customs." He smiled. "Little quirks here and there are still important to each of our own cultures. You know how it is I'm sure." "Anyway," he said turning to his left, "this is Ler Commodore Vanse Lebivistre of the Vekaiyun Military." He knew doing what he was doing by stealing the spotlight from Lebivistre could result in harsh reprimands, but he also know with Levinile in power, she'd most likely absolve him for the sake of keeping the meeting afloat. It helped to be savvy. Lebivistre removed his shades and looked out to the delegation, trying to tone back his intense stare. "The pleasure is all mine," he replied as he went around the table and greeted the members of the delegation by walking over to them and greeting them with a firm handshake and a long bow. "And this is Stapen Evesuni, Premier of Listonia," Imanov added when Lebivistre was finished with making his rounds. "Charmed," Evesuni said with his characteristic grin plastered all over the Listonian lands. "I apologize I couldn't be here today in person. I suppose if they could figure out a way to transfer handshakes over the telephone wire I'd do that. But until then, a bow will have to do." "Please," Lebivistre said after extending his hands in a mid-embrace, glad to finally regained control of the meeting. Then again, it was really hard to tell if the man was ever comfortable in his lifetime. "You must be tired from your long journeys. Can we offer you drinks?" He paused as he grabbed a bottle from a nearby table. "It is from the Vekaiyun province of Voliri. Voliri is famous for its wine, especially in ancient times. This particular bottle is a 1974 Iinivauy Do Niskau, one of the finest brands to come from that amazing year. It is gorgeously-scented and offers a smorgasbord of black fruits, along with a subtle dosage of toasty oak and minerals. Wine is my weakness," he said with a smile. "May I pour you a glass?" |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Apr 5 2011, 11:56:04 AM Post #23 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
Counter Admiral Emelia Aleksandra Borislavia said, "Thank you, but no. It is best we start the meeting, especially with situations going from bad to you don't want to know how bad." The other Vulshainian delegates nodded in agreement. "If our hosts will allow me to explain," the counter admiral asked. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Apr 5 2011, 12:17:07 PM Post #24 |
|
Planet Telox
|
Lebivistre raised his eyebrows and took his seat. "Very well. If everyone is okay with moving on, then by all merans," he said. He kept as calm of a demeanor as his body would allow but the constant disrespect he was receiving was getting on his nerves. Is this what diplomacy was all about? Did they even care about Vekaiyun customs? Did the foreign officers send them the information about such things? He turned to Imanov who seemed relaxed but concerned, probably with respect to the notion laid out by the Counter Admiral. He gave a slight nod to himself. Strategy and tactics were more his realm anyway. |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Apr 5 2011, 02:18:38 PM Post #25 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
"Thank you. I apologize for any disrespect I or anyone else has made towards you or Vekaiyun customs. It was not intentional. Now..." She passed several papers out to everyone at the table. She turned to a smartboard and pressed a button bringing up a map of the region. "As you all are aware, Vekaiyu, Southern Yugoslavia, and Vulshain are currently at war with the Armed Republic of Rygard, after the 2010 Rygardi Embassy Shootings and the Rygardi government's refusal to turn over the guards responsible for shooting at unarmed protestors. As you can see from the documents I just handed you, you will notice some...interesting profiles, especially the first one." She pressed a button, showing a mug shot of a large man in his early thirties. "This is Ralph Wierknaiser, a notorious pirate and terrorist. He has been involved in several attacks on merchant and private vessels for several years. He has contacts with several criminal organizations in both Vulshain and Listonia. We've been trying to find his contacts in order to trap him or at least cripple him and his operations. Wierknaiser is also involved in drug smuggling and gun running, not to mention 'fur trading,' and by fur, I mean Vulpine and Lobo fur. He is extremely dangerous." "This next person is very very dangerous." She pressed a button bringing up a female human with green dyed hair and green eyes. She had bluish-green tattoos on her face, and what appeared to be actual gills on her neck. "This Lady Siren, real name unknown. She gave herself a set of 'gills' with a razorblade while in prison and later filed her teeth to razorsharp points. She is a serial rapist, drug smuggler, and terrorist-pirate with links to eco-terrorist and radical groups as she has attacked several fishing vessels over the years, targeting mainly those of Southern Yugoslavia, but also Vulshainian fishing vessels as well." "This is Bart Arnoldsmith, another pirate and smuggler with links to the Big Boss Gang criminal organization in Vulshain. He may be helping the Big Boss Gang expand their operations to Listonia and Vekaiyu, but this speculation. We do know that he has been involved with slavery, piracy, drug smuggling, and illegal dumping. He may have ties to criminal organizations in Bai Lung, but we are still investigating those connections." "This next person is...well...not much of a threat, but we should monitor nonetheless. He is Walter Urichson, a freelance mercenary and pirate-hunter. He goes after pirates, drug smugglers, slavers, terrorists, and other criminals. He's a bit of a nuisance, but his activites are helpful, even though he is operating outside of the law. Vulshain has been lenient on his vigilantism due to the fact he has assisted in rescuing victims of pirates. Still, we all should monitor him as he may start targeting criminal organizations operating in Southern Yugoslavia, Vekaiyu, and Listonia. I don't want innocents getting involved in a crossfire between criminals and a loose cannon vigilante." That last sentence was said with a strong tone. She was dead serious about preventing bystanders from getting caught in a crossfire. "As you are all aware, there are recent events that bear our attention: the recent riots and insurgent activities in Bai Lung Dala, Bai Lung's mainland, the recent attack against Listonia by Dveria, and the war with Rygard." She pressed another button, bringing up a news article. "As you are all aware, there was an incident last year where during a misunderstanding between Southern Yugoslavia and Vekaiyu, the Vulshainian Confederate naval ship Halo's Light came under attack by Rygardi naval ships. If not for the assistance from Southern Yugoslavia, the entire crew of the Halo's Light would have been lost. I'm not sure what happened between Southern Yugoslavia and Vekaiyu, but I will not jump to conclusions but what happened." "Later, during the last year's civil war here in Vekaiyu, Rygardi submarines attacked Vekaiyun naval patrols. Several of our ships were nearby and were able to quickly provide assistance to your vessels, in addition to rescuing your sailors." "Rygard has always supported and assisted terrorism and piracy against her enemies. However, now that Rygard is in the midst of a chaotic civil war, we can expect that a few Rygardi naval officers will probably start their own little pirate businesses, maybe not now, but in the future. We must be careful, as some experts fear that if they do, we may face pirates operating everything from ballistic missile submarines to aircraft carriers. Although those are the worst case scenarios." She paused for a moment. "Are there any questions before I pass this meeting to Ler Commodore Vanse Lebivistre?" |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Apr 9 2011, 08:44:24 PM Post #26 |
|
Wolfman
|
Serj spoke up. "Actually, we have some information we would like to share, if we may." Serj looked to Lebivistre for permission, since he was running the meeting. |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Apr 9 2011, 09:51:24 PM Post #27 |
|
Planet Telox
|
"It is the responsibility of the nation from which the criminal organization originates from to keep them from causing catastrophes around the realm," Evesuni said as he leaned back in his chair. "Asking for help to contain them is one thing, but it seems to me this is like we're chasing after a neighbor's vicious dogs after they broke out from their pen." Lebivistre declined to comment further on Evesuni's observation. Instead, he turned to Serj and nodded. "Of course. Go ahead." |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| Southern Yugoslavia | Apr 9 2011, 11:06:25 PM Post #28 |
|
Wolfman
|
Serj also chose to ignore Evesuni's comment, and took control of the smart board. He brought up a picture of the Devasti province and a shot of the bay next to it. He then brought up a picture of 'Lady Siren'. "As the Counter Admiral was saying, 'Lady Siren' is a very dangerous criminal that currently hunts fishing vessels throughout the Gulf of Itur, but seems to target the fishing vessels fishing in the Devasti Bay, shown here." He marked several 'X's on the map of the Devasti province. "Based off of intelligence from the I.I.A, we've been able to narrow down locations she may be operating from, and create an updated profile of her." He enlarged the picture of 'Lady Siren', which included a profile of her. Iskira, if you will." Iskira passed out the updated profile of her to the table. Serj continued. "Lady Siren, or Klya Truvikon, has quite a history with our nation. As the Counter Admiral mentioned, she gave herself a set of gills while imprisoned in the Devasti Island Penitentiary, located a few miles from the Devasti Peninsula. She was let out in 2002 at age 28. She immediately began recruiting terrorists, and formed quite a large cell within Devasti. While we have eliminated a large portion of it, about 62%, they still are known to launch occasional attacks on vessels. Hopefully, we will capture her on the upcoming raids on her alleged strongholds, shown by the 'X's on the map." He brought up a picture of a ruined Kragujevac and a map of Kvatch. "As you know, we had issues with a terror cell in Kvatch, and we liberated the city and province from the group last year. We have reason to believe that she had connections to this group, and even called for them to seize the province. We also believe she played a part in the failed sarin attack on the Capital Building in Rajin, the provincial capital of Devasti. They planned to detonate capture shells near or in the building. The attack was thwarted when a civilian stumbled upon a small stockpile of shells in an alleyway." Serj looked over to Lebivistre. "Thank you sir, you have the floor." Serj returned to his seat. |
| Laiatanese Federation | Lupine Race (INCOMPLETE) | Defense Forces | |
![]() |
|
| SCKnightVulshain | Apr 10 2011, 12:24:11 AM Post #29 |
|
The Boll Weevel
|
Werurar and the other Vulshainian delegates also didn't comment on Evesuni's comments either, although Podpolkovnik Burkhard Vladilen, Jr. was studying Evesuni, trying to read between the lines as if wondering if Evesuni was hiding something. When the Southern Yugoslavians went next, he turned to give them his attention. Werurar listened to the report on Lady Siren. "Seems DIEIS could learn something from our neighbor's I.I.A.," he thought as the Vulshainians prepared to listen to the Vekaiyuns. |
| Confederacy of Vulshain | |
![]() |
|
| Todd McCloud | Apr 11 2011, 06:17:55 PM Post #30 |
|
Planet Telox
|
Lebivistre assessed the situation as he furrowed his brow. He was aware of the problems with piracy in the gulf, but nevertheless, if it was a concern, it was a concern. The attacks on a Vekaiyun vessel by alleged pirates were also unforgivable, all things considered. He pressed a few buttons in front of him as a holographic image of the gulf appeared, floating in the center of the table. Four images of the gulf were arranged in a square, rotating slowly to make for easy viewing. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the gulf we are all familiar with. Vekaiyu, Vulshain, Southern Yugoslavia, and Listonia are all identified." The respective nation shimmered as he named off each nation. "This territory is vast and is at places difficult to navigate through. Vekaiyu knows very well of the ins and outs of this gulf. We have sailed four fleets in the past in an attempt to defend our claims and interests, but with peace for the most part ruling the waters over the last ten years, the need for a strong navy has diminished. We currently only sail three fleets: one home and two roaming. We have considered reducing our third roaming fleet which is currently out of service, but I have a better idea." "With piracy in the gulf occurring and the Warreic aggression present, the gulf has become a less safe place. Vekaiyu will not stand down to such threats. We have therefore proposed an alliance in trade between the nations of Southern Yugoslavia, Raedion-Lucari, Vulshain, Vekaiyu, and Listonia. The nation Dyr Nasad has been contacted but has not responded." "Vekaiyu would be willing to donate one entire roaming fleet to the cause of trade in the Gulf. This fleet includes one Sukavrir Class aircraft carrier, two Siknavov Class destroyers, three Piskiri Class desroyers, two Lekenavi Class frigates, two Iskalov Class submarine, and one Kubasri Class supply ship. This should be more than enough to handle the problems and potential problems in the gulf for member nations." The map began to light up with potential locations of the new fleet and proposed shipping routes. "However, Vekaiyu cannot maintain such a fleet by itself. We would therefore need annual monetary and resource donations to keep up such a fleet, in addition to the agreement of protection and assistance if a nation was to attack Vekaiyu or the fleet itself. Vekaiyu would also need a removal of trade tariffs of Vekaiyun goods. This fleet would come under control of the alliance, blanketed by VASKOY sea trade union." Imanov stood up. "Having a single union administer trade in the gulf would not only make operations more efficient, but would be mutually beneficial for all participating nations with respect to protection and economic strength. This should diminish competition among non-member nations and should therefore increase the yield for all member nations. This deal goes hand-in-hand with defense: a mutual trade and military alliance for the protection of our goods. It only makes sense for all of us to work together rather than separately and risk inefficiency or outside threats." ((ooc: description of fleet)) |
|
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it." "You must be the change you want to see in the world" - Gandhi "The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II Vekaiyu's Wiki Page | Ikrisia Levinile's Wiki Page | Listonia's Wiki Page | |
![]() |
|
| 1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous) | |
| Go to Next Page | |
| « Previous Topic · Archive: TEP Evolved · Next Topic » |







7:50 PM Jul 10