“That reminds me Stratha, we’d like spaceliner landing rights at the spaceport on Ursa Major Alpha.”
Hmm, Im not sure if I have any Jurisdiciotn there but Ill look into it for you.
As the two finished talking, a man walked up to the table, and passed out menus. “Anything you would like that’s on the menu we can have ready immediatly, but if there is something not on the menu you’d like prepared, it will take us slightly more time. I’ll be back in just a minute to take your orders.” With that, the man bustled off, obviously going to give back the two extra menus…
The FPS Vice-President and Cheif Ambassador had still not shown. “I wonder what could be holding them.” Matt thought aloud.
“Mam, put the weapon down, now.” The officer kept his gun pointed at the FPS Vice-President, who had turned out being his greatest problem yet tonight.
“SCREW YOU! I AM THE VICE-PRESIDENT OF FPS! YOU HAVE NO JUR–” The Vice-President’s babling was cut off by Cheif Ambassador Cheyner.
“Joan, he’s a police officer, he’s just doing his job. Come on, I’m sure we can sort this all out. Why don’t you give me the…AHH!” Cheyner jumped back as she sprayed him full in the face, then quickly turned back to the officers, waving it in their direction.
“SHUT UP BORIS. KEEP AWAY FROM ME, YOU FASCISTS!” As she finished, Joan hiccuped rather abruptly, almost making her fall over. Boris Cheyner frowned as he wiped his eyes…maybe he shouldn’t of let her have that extra drink.
President Sutter turned around to see what was going on, and was pleased to see that one of his security agents had a video camera out and was filming this scene to sell to Jay Leno.
Kreft turns to President Terrus
President, can you tell us a little about the food we will be eating? I imagine you have some national specialties in mind?
The president frowned. “Actually, I have no idea. When planning for this event began, and food was brought up, the EP Suites manager said that his restaurant would have a great choice of foods ready and on the menu, and that, if necesary, he could have his kitchen staff get to work on any special orders asked for. That’s all I know. But, why don’t we take a look.”
Reaching to the center of the table, Matt grabbed a menu off the top of the stack put down by the waiter, and, opening the six page booklet, was immediatly amaged by what he saw. Each page held two colums of meals, naming each one’s prices (which wouldn’t matter here, since the meal was FPS state funded), a description of each meal, several names the meal fell under in diffirent states, and even a catogorization of which scientific food group the meal fell under. Also, it included a description of which major religion members should not eat which foods. Matt couldn’t help but smile…the manager hadn’t lied.
Packilvania has also brought in delcacies from its multiple planets. We hope they are as tasty to you, as they are to the Hive citazens able to partake of them. I am told the Arleanian tienra is especially tasty. It is even better raw. <A type of amphibian slightly resembling a newt.>
Stratha looks over the menu, eye turrents flicking back and forth independently,
“Interesting selection, they even point out whether the items contain Ginger or not.
Ulhass and Ristlin would love this place.” He hisses in laughter
he scans down the menu
“Mercy look at this, Item 35,
Filet of Beef with Portabella and Caper wine sauce.
the tenderest of Filets, chosen from a yearling Angus gently Killed.
Cut with a razor sharp blade and massaged by a nude cat girl using olive oil, balsamic vinegar salt and garlic,
laid to age in a bed of rosemary for 2 days in the chilly air of its personal refrigerator. as Mesquite smoke is ocassionally blown across it.
Dipped in a soysauce and sugar bath only briefly before being placed upon a grill oF Charcoal liberally sprinkled with Mesquite and cherrywood chips.
Cooked to your desired doneness level and served with grilled onion slices and your choice of two sides. recommended wines are Cupertinian Red served slightly under room temp , Chateau Le Surrender served at room temp, and North IL Sake Cold variety served very chilled.
this dish is furhter details follow”
Stratha looks at everyone, Well I think I would lie to try that, I presume that there are those who would like to see it prepared as well."
“I’ll have the sushi platter and the flaming Angus steak, and the President’s having the rotisserie chicken, uh, the fifth one, with the rosemary and herb thing… yes, number 94, and the goulash.”
Matt looked at the menu. “Tell me, do you have fried chicken?”
The waiter looked at him strangely. “Yes…”
“I’ll take one.”
“Anything else?”
“Sure…one of these made from scratch milkshakes please.”
“Of course.”
Packilvanian Attedndant:
“I think I would like to try the porterhouse steak. Rare, with sauteed mushrooms and onions. A side of garlic PAX FRUITS, carrots, okra, fries, and a bowl of salad if you please.”
The attendant looks up, and sees some others staring at her as she ordered a large amount of food.
“I am sorry, I am Arleanian, and require at least 8000…calories a day.”
the Wachovian aide turns to the waiter and whispers quietly
The beef satay and some fresh fruit would be fine for us.
So… representative…
Kreft chose the word for the Packilvanian presence after a moment’s hesitation.
Tell us, if you would, of Packilvania culture. Do the arts and recreation have a place in your… society?
It was a forced question and an akward one at that but Kreft’s aide was relieved that he had asked one.
“It has not the pressence that other societies have, but it is there nontheless. If you want, I can arrange a visit to the Hive homeworld for you. It is most safe, and you want have to be linked. We want to show off our planets. As of yet, all people have seen is the Earthbound Packilvania. They have yet to see the REAL Packilvania.”
Perhaps some day one of my representatives will go there but I think we move too quickly. Could you elaborate a bit more?
“We have music. That is about all. Packilvania lives for the glory of victory. Some call it insane expansion, but to us, a perfectly built warbird, with the lines augmenting the Partice Projectors…It is beatiful. Packilvania has no religion. We are a godless people, so not much is influenced there. We live in the Tallest structures you could imagine. While Packilvanians like material possesions, the planets we occupy are waterworlds, forcing us to build up. We are in debate now, as to whether we should drain the water from the surface, or not. Believe it or not, Packilvanians are very tolerant. Living with an assortment of races, and machines, we have needed to adapt. The one thing we all have in common brings us together. Everyone has a purpose in life. We neilieve in buisness. All our efforts not concentrated on the fleet, goes into our economy. Seven of the 19 planets we rule, are administered by coporate extensions of the Hive.”
OOC: Just thought I’d note, officially, that due to two of the main player’s in this thread’s going inactive or leaving the region, and Hikaru’s death, this thread is hereby, officially closed.