20-11-2024, 10:58 PM
Bozo River Air Strip, Bozoville Ananto 1 May 5573
"Tracking them now, Captain," said KRAF Lieutenant Carl Schweitzer. "We have visual, and our pilots are escorting them to the airstrip..." A tense fifteen minutes later, the Kundrati jet throttled down and sat idling on the tarmac, as a full bird AirForce Colonel Edward West, accompanied by four Air Force NCOs in flak and helmets roared toward the runway. The Colonel jumped out of the jeep as it skidded to a halt near the Kundratis, and the Airmen kept their sidearms at the ready. The Kundrati pilots raised their hands, and one airman came forward to frisk the civilians. "They're clean," said the airman, and the other lowered their rifles.
"You boys mind telling me what the meaning of this is?" said the Colonel. The Kundratis looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Anyone speak these fellows' language?" said the Colonel, but alas, nobody was there to translate. "Hablamos egeliano?" nothing. "Parlez vous Canrillais?" One of the Kundrati pilots began speaking in Canrillais and the the colonel looked up sarcastically, and said "Dieu Merci!"
The Colonel asked the Kundratis to explain why they were on an unscheduled, erratic route over Kalistani Airspace. He spoke slowly in Canrillais, saying "You understand we were about to shoot you down. We thought you gentlemen could mean us harm." The Kundratis were emphatic and said "We come on a mission of the greatest import. This package we carry is for Her Imperial Majesty, your Empress, Pavlina Hulanevek, from Mr. Hulanevek in Kundrati. She will know who we mean. It is for her only. To say congratulations for her good work and strong leadership and to wish her daughter well in the future. It is an heirloom like no other, and Mr. Hulanevek asks that she keep it safe and secure with her for all time."
"Mr. Hulanevek, hmmm?" Inquired the Colonel. "May I see what is inside the case?"
"We would rather you didn't," said one of the pilots.
"I am afraid I must insist," said the Colonel. After a brief conversation in a foreign language that the Colonel did not understand, the pilot consented.
"A look only, Sir, if you do not mind." The Colonel waved one of his Guards over with a sharp, "Sergeant..." and the Staff Sergeant moved smartly to open the case. The Colonel looked at the contents of the case, and was in awe. It was a beautiful gemstone, which seemed like it should be something far more important than he had any idea about.
"Do you mind if I inspect this case, Sir?" Said the Colonel. The Pilots nodded, and the colonel took the gem mount out of the case to look underneath it. Finding nothing of any concern, he nodded, and the Staff Sergeant closed the case. "If you don't mind, we would like to remain only as long as it takes to transmit this to Her Imperial Majesty. Would you be willing to billet myself and my co-pilot on this base until she takes receipt of the case?"
"It will be a few hours before she can arrive. Are you sure it must be her?"
"It can be no other," said the pilot. "We have special instructions for this item that we must communicate in person." The Colonel nodded, and invited the two Kundratis to get into his jeep, and two of the four enlisted men climbed on the outside, as the vehicle sped away from the airstrip.
"Welcome to Kalistan," said the Colonel. "I'll make some calls when we return to the CP. In the meantime, if there is anything I can get you, just ask my Staff Sergeant here, and he will make it available to you. We have a couple cots there too if you would like to get some shut eye."
"Thank you, Colonel. Your hospitality is greatly appreciated," said one of the pilots. "Coffee will be very welcomed." Within two hours, the pilots boarded a maglev train to Eveari where they were met by a limousine provided by Her Imperial Majesty, to bring them to the Ananto Estate.
"Tracking them now, Captain," said KRAF Lieutenant Carl Schweitzer. "We have visual, and our pilots are escorting them to the airstrip..." A tense fifteen minutes later, the Kundrati jet throttled down and sat idling on the tarmac, as a full bird AirForce Colonel Edward West, accompanied by four Air Force NCOs in flak and helmets roared toward the runway. The Colonel jumped out of the jeep as it skidded to a halt near the Kundratis, and the Airmen kept their sidearms at the ready. The Kundrati pilots raised their hands, and one airman came forward to frisk the civilians. "They're clean," said the airman, and the other lowered their rifles.
"You boys mind telling me what the meaning of this is?" said the Colonel. The Kundratis looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Anyone speak these fellows' language?" said the Colonel, but alas, nobody was there to translate. "Hablamos egeliano?" nothing. "Parlez vous Canrillais?" One of the Kundrati pilots began speaking in Canrillais and the the colonel looked up sarcastically, and said "Dieu Merci!"
The Colonel asked the Kundratis to explain why they were on an unscheduled, erratic route over Kalistani Airspace. He spoke slowly in Canrillais, saying "You understand we were about to shoot you down. We thought you gentlemen could mean us harm." The Kundratis were emphatic and said "We come on a mission of the greatest import. This package we carry is for Her Imperial Majesty, your Empress, Pavlina Hulanevek, from Mr. Hulanevek in Kundrati. She will know who we mean. It is for her only. To say congratulations for her good work and strong leadership and to wish her daughter well in the future. It is an heirloom like no other, and Mr. Hulanevek asks that she keep it safe and secure with her for all time."
"Mr. Hulanevek, hmmm?" Inquired the Colonel. "May I see what is inside the case?"
"We would rather you didn't," said one of the pilots.
"I am afraid I must insist," said the Colonel. After a brief conversation in a foreign language that the Colonel did not understand, the pilot consented.
"A look only, Sir, if you do not mind." The Colonel waved one of his Guards over with a sharp, "Sergeant..." and the Staff Sergeant moved smartly to open the case. The Colonel looked at the contents of the case, and was in awe. It was a beautiful gemstone, which seemed like it should be something far more important than he had any idea about.
"Do you mind if I inspect this case, Sir?" Said the Colonel. The Pilots nodded, and the colonel took the gem mount out of the case to look underneath it. Finding nothing of any concern, he nodded, and the Staff Sergeant closed the case. "If you don't mind, we would like to remain only as long as it takes to transmit this to Her Imperial Majesty. Would you be willing to billet myself and my co-pilot on this base until she takes receipt of the case?"
"It will be a few hours before she can arrive. Are you sure it must be her?"
"It can be no other," said the pilot. "We have special instructions for this item that we must communicate in person." The Colonel nodded, and invited the two Kundratis to get into his jeep, and two of the four enlisted men climbed on the outside, as the vehicle sped away from the airstrip.
"Welcome to Kalistan," said the Colonel. "I'll make some calls when we return to the CP. In the meantime, if there is anything I can get you, just ask my Staff Sergeant here, and he will make it available to you. We have a couple cots there too if you would like to get some shut eye."
"Thank you, Colonel. Your hospitality is greatly appreciated," said one of the pilots. "Coffee will be very welcomed." Within two hours, the pilots boarded a maglev train to Eveari where they were met by a limousine provided by Her Imperial Majesty, to bring them to the Ananto Estate.
Primary: Institutionalist Party of Kalistan (IPoK), 5146-
Inactive:
Socialist Party of Kalistan (SPoK), 2591-
Inactive:
Socialist Party of Kalistan (SPoK), 2591-