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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 16:45:26 GMT -5
Chancellor Tony Guilt sat at the head of a long table with important looking Spacenoids, sipping on his dark Steuben wine. One place was empty next to him.
"Bah, all of these aristocrats bore me..." he said to Victor, his other bodyguard.
"That's why you don't hold these very often." Replied Victor.
"That, and the fact that I don't want to upset the delicate economy we have." whispered Guilt.
"I heard the Federation has nothing but lint in their pockets chancellor!" he let out a chuckle.
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Post by Dinlet on Jun 13, 2011 16:49:42 GMT -5
The Fenrir cruised along with the Fafnir close behind. They had reached Side 3 in good time with nothing strange to report.
As the Fenrir made dock Dinlet pushed himself out into the weightlessness of the spacedock, what a great feeling. A soldier made his way to the commander. "Sir, they are awaiting your presence." he said with a curt salute.
Dinlet made his way through the airlocks and took off his normal suit, quickly he made sure his uniform still looked presentable, then made his way through the door in which the soldier pointed to. He let out a small gasp as he saw a lot of high ranking officers in his midst. He didn't expect anything of this sort.
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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 18:19:35 GMT -5
"Ah! There is the man of the hour!" Yelled Tony as he stood up the wine still in his hand. It was pretty obvious he had had quite a bit to drink by the redness in his face.
"Let us celebrate this hero, helping us to usher in a new Era! an Era where all Spacenoids, All Newtypes are created equal!" he slammed his hands on the table spilling his wine.
"Pardon me" he muttered. "Commander Dinlet, won't you join us? Dinner is almost ready to be served."
Manny and Victor began to clean up his mess.
"We're just waiting on my beloved wife Tia."
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Post by Dinlet on Jun 13, 2011 18:28:56 GMT -5
Dinlet was taken back by this announcement. "Sir, if I may, all I did was deliver a speech." He said as he rubbed his goatee. "I'd hardly call doing that being a hero." He said as he seated himself at the table.
"regardless thank you for the invintation." he said as he rose his own wine glass.
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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 18:35:12 GMT -5
"Ah my young man, you may think it is only a speech, but the war has not yet begun. Words can be just as deadly, if not more so than even one of our Zaku's. Trust me, I am the Chancellor." he poured another glass of wine.
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Post by mrs9c5 on Jun 13, 2011 18:49:16 GMT -5
Tia Guilt walked up behind him slowly. She wore a deep red dress with various jewels and embroidery around the skirt. The beginnings of a baby bump were visible through the dress. She wrapped her arms lovingly around Tony's shoulders, "Such true words my love," she said softly before taking her seat next to him.
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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 19:00:20 GMT -5
"Oh, Tia! You're here!" he said excitedly turning his head. "Manny, Victor, tell the chef's to bring the food! and give them the gift I had prepared for them after everyone has been served."
"Yes sir!" they both saluted running off to alert the chefs to bring out the food.
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Post by mrs9c5 on Jun 13, 2011 19:17:27 GMT -5
She held Tony's hand tenderly and turned her head. She smiled and giggled softly as she spoke with the woman next to her.
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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 19:26:22 GMT -5
Tony downed his glass of wine. He was very excited with the progress they were making but quickly his mind raced contemplating their next action. He would have to speak to Dinlet privately after the function. he searched his memory for his name. "Tia, this is Ryan Dinlet. He is the one who convinced our friends in Side 1 to join us." he smiled as his eyes fell to her tummy. He felt almost more nervous to be a father than to be the Chancellor of Zeon.
"And Major Dinlet..." he decided to promote him, to attempt to entice him into his coming proposal. "This is my Lovely wife, Tia."
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Post by Dinlet on Jun 13, 2011 19:38:47 GMT -5
((Side One not two))
"Major? no sir, I'm not a... oh." he said as he caught on. Then he bowed to Tia slightly, "How do you do ma'am?"
Dinlet felt strange being at the table with such important people but figured that, sticking with them would probably not hurt his military career.
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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 19:45:56 GMT -5
"We'll discuss your rank later, but for now, enjoy the festivities!" the chef's served chicken with a butter garlic sauce, except on Tia's. they brought plates of fresh colony grown vegetables a pastas.
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Post by mrs9c5 on Jun 13, 2011 19:49:50 GMT -5
She smiled and nodded softly at him as the food came out. She took a small bite of her food and rubbed her belly softly.
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Post by Dinlet on Jun 13, 2011 19:53:15 GMT -5
Dinlet ate the food put in front of him, he remarked on how great it was to taste real chef prepared food as he was so used to the military food served aboard his Fenrir. Dinner went on with much discussing how the feddies would lose, why the feddies were scum, and other derogatory comments about the feddies. Ryan was into the conversations as well as he had a few ideas on the war himself.
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Post by Guilt on Jun 13, 2011 19:56:11 GMT -5
"How is the baby doing Tia? Oh I'm sorry Tia! How are you doing today?" he held her hand under the table smiling at her.
"So Ryan, tell me, How was your visit to Side one? "
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Post by mrs9c5 on Jun 13, 2011 20:03:26 GMT -5
She smiled squeezing his hand softly, "The baby and I are doing fine," she said happily looking down. She turned her attention towards Dinlet.
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