02-11-2025, 07:42 PM
February 15th, 5685, Fort William.
Two individuals were relaxing in the Emperor Augustus Room, Blackhall Palace, seat of Luthori's foreign policy, the atmosphere was relaxed, yet silent, before one individual dared to speak, breaking the solemn silence that has imposed itself on them.
"Kalistanis are coming?"
"Yeah, that's what they are talking in the press."
"We are losing our grasp on the situation."
"Yeah, we are, but we are too slow on this. We did good on the banking affair though."
"I mean, yeah, but look, we don't need an permanent enemy on our northern flank."
"We don't, but didn't the Prime Minister finally did something."
"Yeah, let's hope this works. But, let's do something with Kalistan. They don't like us."
"I know. What do you have in mind?"
"Invite him. He's on an unscheduled trip, another unscheduled meeting wouldn't hurt."
"With whom?"
"Directly with the Prime Minister."
"Damn."
"Yep, damn. Now contact Crown Street while I ask the Kalistanis if they like the idea."
As he got up, the other shadowy individual followed him, curious.
"ForSec approved?"
"It's his idea."
"For what?"
"Go figure."
And then he left. Gone with the wind.
Two individuals were relaxing in the Emperor Augustus Room, Blackhall Palace, seat of Luthori's foreign policy, the atmosphere was relaxed, yet silent, before one individual dared to speak, breaking the solemn silence that has imposed itself on them.
"Kalistanis are coming?"
"Yeah, that's what they are talking in the press."
"We are losing our grasp on the situation."
"Yeah, we are, but we are too slow on this. We did good on the banking affair though."
"I mean, yeah, but look, we don't need an permanent enemy on our northern flank."
"We don't, but didn't the Prime Minister finally did something."
"Yeah, let's hope this works. But, let's do something with Kalistan. They don't like us."
"I know. What do you have in mind?"
"Invite him. He's on an unscheduled trip, another unscheduled meeting wouldn't hurt."
"With whom?"
"Directly with the Prime Minister."
"Damn."
"Yep, damn. Now contact Crown Street while I ask the Kalistanis if they like the idea."
As he got up, the other shadowy individual followed him, curious.
"ForSec approved?"
"It's his idea."
"For what?"
"Go figure."
And then he left. Gone with the wind.