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Tiring of his diplomatic role, Karl Tiresen sought a way to restore president Adonis Lauir without shaking the foundations of the SAAS too much. After talking to his advisors, he believed he had found a way...
The wall of Adonis Lauir's holding cell began to slowly fall away, as lasers ripped into the brick and the wall was slowly decimated. Adonis woke up with a start, to be greeted by a warm smile of an Xilean Special Forces commander. The excavation was scheduled to take 10 more minutes, but an Xilean contortionist had already found his way into the cell with a silenced handgun.
The special forces man slid against the wall as footsteps becam audible down the corridor. Adonis glanced around with anticipation as the locks of his door began creaking. A Krytenian guard stepped in nonchalantly, carrying a piece of paper.
Within seconds, the guard was relieved of the paper and his freedom, a silenced Heckler and Koch 9mm pistol pressed against his temple. Adonis grabbed the paper, and began reading furiously. |
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Minutes earlier....
Damn loopholes! We should never had let that delegation from Legalese in!
Paul Teriakov, prison guard, cursed in his head as he looked over the release papers. It appeared, as the event had been taken place in Wapahkoneta, that their laws apply. And those xenophobes had said it was perfectly legal to kill a man if he was from outside Wapahkoneta!
For Pete's sake, the country doesn't even exist any more!
He turned to the cell door, and fumbled for the right key. Finding it, he opened the door and addressed the Xilean.
"It appears there's been a bit of a...[B]WHAT THE?!?!?!?"
Paul looked up and saw a second man in the cell, but had no time to react before being pinned to the cell wall, gun brandished to his head. |
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Adonis cursed under his breath. The light in the cell was dim, but the words were still clear. He strode over to the contortionist and began whispering furiously in his ear.
These are my release papers. This is bad...
Adonis thought for a few more seconds and approached the growing hole in the wall. The excavation halted abruptly. The guard stood, eyes furiously trailing Lauir's steps. The president quickly waved off the commander and shook the guards hand, slipping in a cool thousand-mark note.
"There will be more where that came from, if you just keep quiet about this little incident. It'll just make things simpler, you understand."
Adonis waited for the man's answer as the crew outside began reconstructing the wall. |
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(OOC: Sheesh, the message above is mine - I was on Abattoir's computer and didn't think about logging off) |
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"Mention what? Oh, and by the way...I think it would be better for everyone involved if I were to escort you out the front. They've laid on a limo, champagne, those little triangular sandwiches...the works. I've heard the Chairman's even given you loan of his spare jet...but you're best off asking my boss about that."
Teriakov looked at the Xilean currency again. Where the hell am I gonna be able to change this up? It's not like it's a popular holiday destination... he mused. |
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"Very good, soldier!" Adonis beamed. He looked around suspiciously, and then whispered. "My men are waiting outside, south of the facility with more... convenient means of reimbursement for your troubles tonight."
Adonis followed Teriakov out of the cell and down the long corridor.
Moments later, he was ushered into a limo. He ate a few triangular sandwhiches and sipped champagne, eagerly awaiting the Starblaydi vodka and Abattoiran whiskey he knew would be sitting in his private collection when he got home.
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TWO HOURS LATER
Samuel Warzycha stepped up to the podium and addressed the crowd of journalists.
"After much negotiation with the other members of the Lavingrad Pact, we have decided to release Xilean President, Mr Adonis Lauir, so as to further relations between our two nations and work out a long-term peace with our neighbours across the water."
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Meanwhile, Paul Teriakov looked into the suitcase once again.
"Damn!"
The suitcase was full of Credits. |
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Adonis arrived in New Babylonia without any greeting party whatsoever. He had made sure all such preparations were called off, and his driver pulled up to the Presidential Palace.
He chatted with various generals and aides, finally dismissing them around 2 o'clock in the morning. He let out a deep sigh and said, mainly to himself, "Damn... it's good to be home."
He walked unceremoniously to his bed. |
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