WA Delegate: The Imperial Republic of East Teutonia (elected )
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Today's World Census Report
The Largest Black Market in Solar Alliance
World Census agents tracked "off the books" deals and handshake agreements in order to study the size of nations' informal economies.
As a region, Solar Alliance is ranked 2,238th in the world for Largest Black Market.
|1.||The United provinces of TheDutchRepublic||Iron Fist Consumerists||“Hear us roar”|
|2.||The Commonwealth of Gibberistan||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“None shall rule us, without due compensation.”|
|3.||The Constitutional Monarchy of Timmer||Capitalist Paradise||“Sucess is nessesary”|
|4.||The Commonwealth of Liburia||Left-Leaning College State||“Ednüta u polymorfia ”|
|5.||The Dictatorship of Roneland||Father Knows Best State||“We shall bring victory to Roneland”|
|6.||The United Syndicalist Republic of Aenistan||Father Knows Best State||“Long Live the Republic! Long Live Aenistan!”|
|7.||The Kingdom of North Winterfell||New York Times Democracy||“Winter is Coming”|
|8.||The Empire of Parakka||Father Knows Best State||“Out where the truth lies, I will follow”|
|9.||The Western European Empire of Kirin Taq||Capitalist Paradise||“Night is eternal ”|
|10.||The Federal Empire of Forestavia||Civil Rights Lovefest||“We are a nation searching for balance.”|
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Nicole leaned over the couch, and placed her hands on Leon's shoulders. She tried to choose her words carefully. "I'd like the Empire to stop this.. It's wrong.. "
Nicole could feel Leon tense up.
"They deserved it... each one of them. They deserved how they died. It was punishment done on Earth... by me." He turned slightly. "I watched them die. Justice was made."
Leonnarte had a habit of speaking in phrases, normally them being metaphors. Unless he was agitated, which included the former and sometimes incoherent sentences, like now.
"If I cancel the program.... the Empire will be at risk. Do you know how many nations would see us under their yoke? Can't you see that I am doing this for the good of New Wondour, Nicole? And for..." He paused.... "and for justice..." That change in demeanor at the end reminded her of that nightmare that seemed to have no end. It reminded her of Phillipe. Somehow, she had a feeling the two had more in common that she would like to admit. But Leonnarte wasn't a psychopath... he was... in his mind, doing the right thing.
The ends justify the means, so the saying goes....
Nicole clenched her fists and clamped her teeth in frustration. She mimicked him, "Do you know how many nations would see us under their yoke? " She growled, "And what would the rest of the world think when we show them how scared the Empire is that someone might think its below them? Then you would be known as weak. "
Leonnarte stood up abruptly, grabbing Nicole's wrists, gripping them in a way that was sure to leave a mark later. They were now behind the sofa, near the balcony. Face to face... but this time, Leon looked infuriated like she had said something that had sent him though the limit.
"You wouldn't...." He growled, almost sounding like a vicious animal, referencing she saying how she could expose the Empire with the video.
Nicole yanked her wrist back and walked to the right - where the hallway and entrance were. There was plenty of distance between her and Leon now, and she tilted her head to where the door was. Her voice was cold and angry, "Yes, yes I very well would. I would do it without hesitation, Leon." Studying him, she wondered if she had gone a bit too far.
Pierre stood at the massive door, the members of his guard shifting uneasily in their knee-high black boots, their ceremonial spur chains clinking occasionally. The Emperor of New Wondour had cordially invited him, as Foreign Trade Minister of Elicitatem to discuss developing trade relations between the two countries. Elicitatem was a relatively small country, and was beginning to struggle in the conquest of northern territories, and needed a trade relation with one of the most powerful nations in the geographic region. Pierre glanced back at his guards, who were now looking up at the extremely elaborately decorated ceiling, nearly 70 metres away. He certainly knows haw to intimidate his guests, thought Pierre, who was unconsciously comparing the entry hall to the one he knew so well back in Astana, which was undergoing renovations. He could hear footsteps on the other side of the door, as did his guards, who in uniform formation, stiffened and clicked their heels, their long modified SKS rifles clicking against chains and buckles. Pierre held his breath as the massive doors opened.
"No..." He started. "I don't want things to end like this. Not with you..." He sighed, leaning on the couch slightly.
"I..." Leon was thinking back to when he had executed those prisoners. They were not ordinary people... Section 31 had tracked them down, had the National Police issue arrest warrants. Even after college they had become criminals... or abusive. All men. One by one they fell and then brought to that facility in the Alps, and gassed until their flesh left their bones. That day, Leonnarte had gotten his revenge... or so he thought. A few weeks afterwards he was plagued by night terrors...
"I'll end the program.... but I don't regret what I did to those... animals...." He seemed to be cooling off, but he sounded more... defeated now. He loved Nicole way too much to lose her this way, and in that very moment, Nicole proved how much sway he had with him. Whether she used this for good or bad, was up to her.
Leonnarte had recently returned from his sudden visit to Scandinavia ti meet with Nicole. Today he was in the capital of Vienna. In these late months of the year, Austria province became cold, and like it was tradition for the monarchs of the late 20th century New Wondour, they would move to Shonbrunn Palace, a much larger version than their official residence or Hofburg. Leonnarte preferred his home in Salzburg, however this meeting was official, and Shonbrunn would be its setting. Even on his way here, he had arranged everything to receive the foreign minister from Elicitatem.
The first meeting would take place in one of the palace's drawing rooms. It was large enough to fit the press, and themselves for a small public showing. Even when the foreign minister wasn't the leader of Elicitatem proper, the two would sit side by side in decorated chairs, moved slightly to the side so the two officials could converse without any "neck injuries". Behind them, were the flags of the two countries, and a single members of their honor guard standing by their side. A symbol of ensured security... and partial mistrust between the sides.
Between camera flashes, and click, Leonnarte wearing a completely black suit (a sign of his "eccentricity" which other leaders seemingly shunned him for) and a pin with the owl that so characterized New Wondour. Filmed on live television, the two officials walked the Shonbrunn vestibule after briefly shaking hands and smiling at the entrance. Walking side by side, Leon had some time for a brief conversation with the foreign minister before they arrived at the drawing room to begin "public" talks.
"Welcome to Vienna, Minister Pierre. I hope your trip here was pleasant." It was small talk... however, in the world of geopolitics even what seemed like informal idle chatter could be the difference between a deal and a no deal. On the other hand, this was a way for Leonnarte to... measure people. See what approach to take... For Pierre, Leonnarte was a young man, who seemed to be carefully standing between the lines of looking male and female. Though how his hair was arranged, it made it more apparent that he truly was male. He also had a notable slim yet tall figure, standing at 6"1'. Finally, his blue eyes, a mark of his European origins, seemed to be one of his defining features. They almost looked like pearls. Unnatural in a way... And the way he occasionally gazed at the minister with a sly smile that seemed to denote both welcome and suspicion.
Today the Imperium military unveiled its new ship MI Hound, MI Hound is the first Battleship to be built in over fifty years. It cost of this new Battleship is said to be around 15 billion Jakatas.
Some nations have looked on this as a step backwards, yet the Imperium still has a further 8 battleships planned to be constructed. Sources have stated that three of them well be delayed to the colony regions once complete and the rest will join various battle groups.
In other news, it has been proposed that members of CAN could be about to create a free trade zone between its members. It is thought that the Malazan Ambassador to Parakka is seeking to try and have the Imperium included in this arrangement due to bordering the Parakkan Empire.
"Thank you for a most gracious welcome, Emperor," Pierre said stiffly. His initial thought upon sight of the Emperor was his age, and apparent youth. God, I must be older than this man! he thought silently. His thoughts immediately flickered back to the comparably massive military the individual standing in front of him commanded, not to mention the lavish décor of the room he was standing in. When the "blind greeting" was over (Pierre called it this because the two leader's eyes usually saw nothing but spots from the numerous camera flashes), and the ministers were behind bullet proof doors, the men could talk freely. Emperor Leonnarte spoke nearly perfect Russian, as did Pierre speak the Emperor's language (as a Foreign Minister, it was practically required to speak Latin and have common knowledge of at least three of its largest sub-languages), and so they conversed in both, as well as some English. Pierre opened with conditions as follows:
-Protectionism, under required circumstances, is to be allowed by both parties
-There are to be no later fees save tariffs, imposable by either country but only on domestic goods
-Any seaborne or airborne convoys may be accompanied by a military escort
-Domestic companies under both parties have the right to refuse direct trade with a foreign partner
These he opened to discussion with the emperor.
Even though these were very basic demands, Leonnarte was surprised by Pierre's promptness. He had looked to the minister and seen an unexperienced bumble. Now, even through the most basic of things, he was beginning to see Pierre's thirty-five years experience in these dealings, although most of those had occurred with small provinces or unrecognized microcountries.