Nightfall - Modern Nations Survival Rp Thread

[Praetor 1550]

((Added now because I forgot about it.))

 

The Californian Dominion walls were impressive to most who had never seen them before. At access points large towers crewed by men in black armor surveyed the roads while barbed wire and pillboxes were scattered throughout the surrounding land. Guards stood beside nearly permanently closed thick iron gates and for as far as the eye could see on either side the walls went on like Jörmungandr himself.

 

A miniscule line of people stood before the gates while a few CSA reporters remained in Confederate land, their camera's at the ready. Nearby a few tents with panels such as 'Give me back my son!' and 'Free California!'

 

The blond haired man walked by them all and arrived at the end of the line just as a woman was smacked in the back by the butt of one of the guards rifles. She cried out in pain and stumbled back towards the nearby bus stop, tears staining her blotched cheeks. He looked at her with cold interested before checking his papers once more. 

 

Little if anything was known about the interior workings of the newly named Californian Dominion and he knew very well what a risk he was taking. But that was his job, taking risks for the reich. Finally his turn arrived, after every person had been brutally turned back by the masked and armored guard. The man, named Charles McAvier on his pass port smiled politely and was met by the coldly indifferent face of a slim and pale-looking man.

 

"Papers."

 

He handed them over and the man scrutinized them for a good five minutes before returning them to the german spy and nodding shortly. "Intentions in the Dominion."

 

"Visiting family." His superiors had made sure to give him a name that was linked to a family having lived in Los Angeles before the schism. His pleasant smile never faltered.

 

"Permission papers?"

 

The spy hesitated. "Permission papers?" he asked, though a creeping feeling of impending danger tickled his spine.

 

"No permission papers for exceptional access, signed by the government, no passage. Visiting family insufficient to warrant them. Next!" he said, flapping a hand at the bewildered spy.

 

"But!" The guard stepped forward and the german nodded quickly before turning back and marching towards the bus station in the steps of the weeping woman. Getting into the Dominion would prove harder than anticipated. Even planes no longer flew in, unless in exceptional cases. He would have to find another way.

[Draeris 3124]

 

The Russian Federation

 

With both Hungary and Slovenia released from Italian tyranny, the Russian Federation makes quick work to sway them into their hemisphere. A guarantee of independence is given to both of them, military support and economic investment provided on demand. An energy and weapon contract is also offered to both of them, they will not be apart of an empire again. Warm relations, big promises and generous bribes are made in both of these nations in excess.

 

 

The Russians gain Laser cannons and their blueprints from the Caliphate as production immediately begins.  They are to be placed around the entire border and the capital as the soviet factories work on the maximum. New projects begin, but are kept secret to the public.

 

 

The body of Putin's wife is recovered, the government is quick to release a speech. Demands are set as the Putin family is remembered in a parade through Moscow. A shock it was to all people. Images are quickly released online, the blame put on the Germans.

 

 

"We as a nation are shocked at this outrageous approach towards the integrity of the Russian Federation. My former colleague , an idol of the Russian people and a leader that had pulled us through hard times has fallen victim, with his entire family, to a homicide by a fellow UEDI member.  We joined this alliance with great expectations, believing that our respective colleague Vladimir Putin would receive a fair trial in the UEDI Tribunal in Berlin.

 

The fact that he was violently extracted from his home estate, only to be the victim of a violent ending to the lives of his family and himself by our German counterparts is extremely dangerous to the integrity of the UEDI as well.  How can the respective government of the Russian Federation have trust in future exchanges if no measures are to be taken against those to blame. The Russian people, which I honorably represent, demand justice for the slaughtering of a family that has caused for the restoration of Russian glory after the Soviet Union. Our demands will be politically valid, considerate and righteous:

 

 - The Russian Federation demands to obtain rightful ownership over her Antarctic bases that former president Vladimir Putin had created in 2015, making it validly owned Russian territory.

 

- The Russian Federation demands that the Tribunal and main seat of the UEDI is moved to another country as Germany cannot upholds to its criteria to be the head of the respective alliance. We would like to propose the new seat of the UEDI to be either in the Slavic Confederation or the United Kingdom, holding their neutrality and ability to maintain it into account.

 

- The Russian Federation demands a proper monument in Berlin and his body to be send home for a formal funeral of one of our dearest politicians. Considering his outrageous death in modern times like these.

 

- The Russian Federation demands to be dismissed from any war crime accusations considering the dire political situation of the past, Russia acted merely out of self-defense towards the formerly(?) imperialist NBC.

 

We thank our UEDI counterparts for their consideration and understanding as it is a shock to Russia in its entirety. All people affected by the death of his family and himself, you have our condolences. Let us remember that in advanced times like these, political solutions are possible. "

 

With that, the military presence on the Russian borders are expanded as delegates are send to the UK and USA for a joint research project.

 

 

In the south of Russia, military drills are being held to improve the accuracy and efficiency on artillery and airforce. Testing out the newly obtained technologies from various countries. The military is heavily invested in, its numbers reaching a total of 3.8 million as the refugees enlist day after day. Russia was the only country that stood up for nearly every eastern country that fell under empires, now including Hungary and Slovenia. Russia's image as an imperialist was null in the eyes of the people now, they stood up for them.

[Zanderaw 162]

The Islamic Caliphate

 

 

 

All across Turkey, cries of jubilation are heard from the largest cities to the smallest villages. The war was won, and by the strength of Allah and the Caliphate the glorious Turkish nation had retaken its rightful territory. Fighting immediately stops, and Islamic forces march victorious through western Turkey over the next few days. The gates of Istanbul are thrown open to the Turks on their arrival, and they parade through the streets for three days. Once again the white star and crescent on red flies overhead, just below the black flag of the Islamic State. The Hagia Sophia once more becomes a mosque as Islam reigns supreme.

 

Displaced Turks return to their homes across the reconquered territory, their pride and their property restored. Apart from returning said property to its owners, the Islamic government does not harm Greeks caught within the changing borders.

 

Across the Caliphate, there is a surge of national pride, and further celebrations occur in the streets of cities such as Baghdad, Cairo, Riyadh, and Algiers. Italian power in the Mediterranean had been castrated, the Greeks had been thrown out, and for the first time in decades, the Islamic State was at peace, reigning as the one real power in the Mediterranean. The Reclaimer's latest attempt to contain the Caliphate had backfired, and now despite their naval victory they were on the ropes.

 

While the majority of Islamic troops return home, the enclave granted to the Islamic State on the Italian mainland swarms with activity. The Special Tactics Unit sets up several bases along the coast, while the IAF moves a significant force into the region. The eastern coast soon bristles with basic artillery and Qahhar cannons, and the reason would be obvious to anyone who was aware of the situation. Sixty miles across the Adriatic was the island of Corfu, the Mediterranean base of the Caliphate's archenemy. In case of a long struggle, the STU begins to construct several massive, permanent artillery pieces on the coast, all pointed permanently at the Reclaimer's territory. As they would need to fire distances approaching 100 miles, they would possibly be the largest conventional cannons in the world when ready.

 

((Obviously far bigger than the Gustav gun but you get the point))

 

Meanwhile the IAF, working under the Special Tactics Unit here as they have been handling counters to Reclaimer strategy, prepares the first attack on the city of Utopia, as it was called by the enemy. A large force of 100 fully armed TAI-TFX fighters has been prepared in the Islamic enclave along with a force of bombers, each of which is armed with a laser-guided payload more than capable of taking down a skyscraper. Each pilot for this mission is a volunteer: the Reclaimer Corporation was well known for being crafty, and it was not yet known precisely what kind of defense was on Corfu. Another force comprised of attack and transport helicopters stands ready to carry ground troops across should the bombing mission go well. At bases elsewhere, the Caliphate's entire Air Force remains on alert for the appearance of the Reclaimer's airship.

 

It takes less than ten minutes for the IAF to cross the sea, with missile scrambling systems and flares at the ready as they are wary of Reclaimer defenses. The primary target was the Tower, and as the fighters break off to engage any enemy air forces, the bombers focus on this, each one dropping its payload at the base. Only when and if the building collapses would their attention to turn to other military targets on the island.

 

If the mission fails, then the fleet of helicopters crossing the sea with land forces would turn back and land in Italy. If not, they would proceed to land a thousand operatives of the Special Tactics Unit on the island, while an additional two thousand paratroopers from the regular army take off from the Italian side to reinforce them. ((If it gets to this point, I'd like to RP the rest in more detail with Pok.))

 

The borders into Italy remain open, but only through designated checkpoints. On Sicily and the Italian peninsula, chainlink fences are quickly erected along the border in order to control what passes through. Jizya is instituted through all occupied provinces. Similarly, defenses are planned to be erected in Thrace, where an extensive system of bunkers and tunnels will be constructed to stop Istanbul from ever being taken again.

 

In Al-Andalus, peace has finally settled, but at great cost. The people of the peninsula have suffered greatly, especially in the northern portion of the Caliphate's territory. At last, though, they could be the focus. The civilian government of the province begins working to repair infrastructure and guarantee that the populace is fed.

 

The Caliph, seeing Baghdad as a relative backwater despite the functions associated with his government, makes the decision to move his capital to Cairo, where a new palace had been under construction on the banks of the Nile for some time. The Islamic State will henceforth be commanded from Egypt.

 

((Tech post later, again.))

[Angel~ 34]

Madison Woods

 

Madeline was listening to the soldier tell how his brother had been ambushed and would clutch her German assault rifle and ammo carefully close before she cringes and twitches when the soldier's face...became just a bloody mess as he fell to the floor of the truck. Then the sounds of various explosions sounded off making Madison curse and scream as she is flung from her seat away from some of the explosions hearing a faint sound of a officer before hearing it get silenced immediately. Dazed and Confused, Madison very slowly drifted into unconsciousness only able to shakily press on the small button and speak a few words "Ambushed" before she falls unconscious, her face covered in a spray of blood, various cuts and bruises scattered across her body as she lays beside the road the truck drove on. 

[_pok_ 1768]

Επαναφέρατε εταιρεία

The war had taken a dramatic turn, one that the Corporation did not anticipate, the Greek and Italian cowardice was noted, and they would soon have their debt paid, dearly. However, no was not the time for revenge. Utopia was under siege.

An attack had of course, been simulated and anticipated. Though many thought that day would have come much, much later. The Muslims believed the had the upper hand, but they would find themselves horribly, horribly wrong. As The Tower was largely an underground complex, with the main building being mostly a showpiece, the building itself goes under lockdown. Many of the employees there being shuffled to the lower levels. Immediately the automated titanium shutters lock down the windows of building, shutting off the windows to the outside world.

Then the show begins.

As the planes approach, a series of high screeching missiles fire directly upward when the aircraft are loosely five minutes out from the island, they rocket upward at a slower pace, finding themselves well above the island before the planes reach the area.

As the Islamic volunteers approach in their aircraft, the missiles would detonate. They were, of course, of an EMP nature. Alexander’s favorite defensive weapon of choice. And the one that tested the best in every simulator event.

As dozens of planes are knocked out of the sky from the blasts themselves, a VI missile systems are deployed to knock down whatever else is left in the sky. The VI that guides the missile defense grid that secures Corfu is the same VI program that maintains and operates the PhalanX1 drones, though with obvious defensive modifications.

The sheer number of gun-turrets all over the island is rather overwhelming, and what isn’t knocked down by the EMPs are shredded by the defense grid. One may wonder how the grid maintains itself after the detonations of a series of EMPs, but the answer is rather simple. The actual computations and electronic circuits are protected underground and connected to weapons systems that cannot be effected by the pulse on the surface because of their non-electric moving parts.

Otherwise, the civilian power grid of Utopia has been disabled, but crews are dispatched immediately to repair the downed grid once the battle has ended.

[AndrewTech 3332]

THE IMPERIUM BRITANNIA

 

 

Imperium and St. George tanks storm into Madrid, liberating it at long last! Union Jacks and Iberian Banners are waved hysterically by people from the sills of windows as the soldiers march past.

 

 

The procession is lead by the newly restored King of Iberia, the husband of the British Empress, João Felipe dos Santos de Bragança-Saxe-Coburgo e Gota.

 

 

He rides in an armored car for his own personal safety, as the procession proceeds to Cybele Palace.

 

 

There, he is coronated by the Archbishop of Canterbury, unwilling to request that the Pope travel to Madrid during these turbulent times. The newly crowned King then stands, and is handed a microphone by a courtier as he begins to speak to the liberated peoples of Iberia.

 

"My friends... today, our British brothers have restored our great kingdom! Concessions, of course, have had to be made, but we have and will rise from the ashes!

 

The Muslims will not attack you, not anymore. I assure you of this. And if they do, we will not be so easily conquered next time. My wife has saved us, and for that, we must be grateful... And we must continue to support them as part of their great Imperium.

 

We shall be a vassal Kingdom and an autonomous province under the Imperium and, when I and the Empress die, we will be ruled in a personal union by a single monarch for now and forevermore.

 

But until then, we must begin the long process of rebuilding. I have faith in you, my people. God bless the Kingdom of Austrias and Northern Iberia!"

The crowd goes wild, shouting "Deus Magnus", "Long Live the King", and "The Sun Never Sets on the British Empire"!

 

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The Imperium was now stabilized, and work could now be put into rebuilding the ruins of Iberia.

 

The technology for detecting the stealth submarines is sold to the CSA, and the rather large sum of money received for it is put to good use, although 1/10th of it is given to the Germans. British and Iberian construction crews begin to rebuild demolished towns and provide aid to homeless refugees, granting them food, water, and clothing, as well as providing jobs to them in the rebuilding of their homes.

 

200,000 British troops and their supporting armor and artillery begin to pack up and return to the United Kingdom. However, 150,000 British troops remain to support the 500,000 strong Iberian Royal Army. They immediately begin to establish fortresses and bases behind the Imperium-Caliphate DMZ. Apparently, the British don't trust the Muslims to uphold their treaty; however, these forts and military bases are well behind the DMZ, and are in no way in violation of the treaty.

 

The upgrades to the Iberian body armor have also been completed! The upgraded version is renamed to the King William Class Combat Suit, and upgrades begin to be made to all suits in the military's juristiction. The body armor of the British Imperium was now up to parr with that of the HATE body armor and that of the Germans.

 

 

​The effective, armor-periling, high round capacity T-84 Rifle, designed by the Iberians, is also adopted as the standard Imperial weapon.

 

The German anti-aircraft guns left behind by the Muslims in Iberia are quickly seized by the Imperials, and are set up around Northern Iberia in defensive positions, especially behind the DMZ, to destroy any incoming enemy fighters that might happen to attack the Kingdom. But they'd be placed all around the country in other strategic positions as well, and the British, having the technology to now create these advanced anti-aircraft machines, begin to pump more AA out of their factories and send them over the Bay of Biscay.

 

Airbases are established in Northern Iberia, and RAF units are assigned to these bases, although the British lost many fighters in the recent charge against the Muslims.

 

The Iberians are granted autonomy to rule over their own realm; however, they will be considered a province and a vassal kingdom of the Imperium Britannia, and will help to supply the Imperium. Their army will also be considered part of the British Army, and will answer all British calls to war if need be. After their king and the Empress die, Britain and Northern Iberia will be ruled under a Personal Union.

 

A single, outdated Spanish carrier had been turned over to the Caliphate as part of the peace deal, along with the Canary Islands.

 

 

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British and Iberian factories work to replace their lost F-35s, and perhaps add one or two hundred extras to the RAF. These fighters will have LION technology incorporated into them, and will also have the Australian AI installed in their tracking computers.

 

The British also begin to work on constructing 10 new destroyers with resources recycled from destroyed tanks and airplanes in Iberia, armed with naval LION batteries. ((To discuss construction times w/ Mod))

 

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Britannia is delighted with America's acceptance of their terms. They accept the reparations offered to them, although their navy did not take much damage either during the short war. They say that the reparations will be put towards the new British naval strengthening program and towards the reconstruction efforts in Iberia.

 

Newfoundland Island will function under the British Normandy system: A governor will be appointed by the Crown and by the British Parliament, but he must be approved of by at least a little over half of the Newfoundlanders, and he must have lived in Newfoundland for at least 5 years. Newfoundland is declared a province of the Imperium Britannia due to it's mere size, and will be given a voice in the new Imperial Parliament to be created. American soldiers will be allowed to establish bases in Newfoundland, and do everything that the Americans had been requested they be able to do.

 

Loyalist Norman French refugees from Normandy, as well as dislocated southern Iberians and dissenting Canadians who don't wish to be a part of the United States, are encouraged to move into the new territory, increasing Newfoundland's population by a fair amount of people.

 

 

20,000 British Regulars are dispatched to Newfoundland initially to oversee the creation of their new local government and peacekeeping force, although soon after elections are held and a Governor is appointed, the Imperial Newfoundland Regiment would soon be established, made up of Free Canadians commanded by British officers. They would aim to enlist 50,000 men in this new regiment if at all possible, though authorities would be pleased to see at least 30,000 sign on.

 

Britannia also sends a delegation to America to sit on the United Grand Parliament, heartily joining the organization to promote democratic influence throughout the world. They would also suggest that America invite Australia to sit on the United Grand Parliament with them as their brother, despite recent political turmoil between they and the United States.

 

Britainnia also agrees to assist in the research projects with Russia and America. They do wish, however, to be given the details of these secret projects as soon as possible. ((Feel free to PM me with details))

 

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A moderately sized British fleet is stationed in the still heavily-defended Azores for quick response action in the Atlantic. The Azores, in addition to it's sizable garrison, begins to install conventional anti-aircraft equipment on it's islands, as well as German anti-aircraft when it becomes available from Imperial factories.

 

 

The Azore Archepegilo is declared to be a territory of the Imperium, and a Governor is appointed by the Crown to rule over the islands in addition to the elected legislature of the Azorians. The Empress herself decides to take a weeklong vacation in these beautiful islands.

 

 

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The British will be restarting the world tradition of the Olympic Games!

 

http://i2.mirror.co.uk/incoming/article943277.ece/ALTERNATES/s615/The%20Olympic%20rings%20are%20lit%20up%20on%20Tower%20Bridge,%20London,%20in%20preparation%20for%20the%20start%20of%20the%202012%20London%20Olympics.

 

All nations are invited to send their best athletes to participate in the summer Olympics in London to promote world peace, despite their warring or political statuses against each other. The games shall be tightly monitored by the British Police, and any assassination attempts would be incredibly hard to pull off at these events.

 

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After talks with China, Hong Kong is signed over to the the Imperium Britannia again, and is declared a province of the Imperium due to it's high population density!

 

However, the news is kept on the down-low, and the media fails to report this new change in management.

 

7,000 British soldiers, 2 British destroyers, and the Aircraft Carrier H.M.S Windsor's Fist make their way to Hong Kong, replacing the Chinese garrison. Citizens of the island are ecstatic, and praise the British, whom they have loved ever since they had been wrestled from their control in the 1990s.

 

The same system that has been in place in all British territories and provinces is employed in Hong Kong, and the people are content.

 

A number of Leprechaun orbital rockets are packaged on board cargo freighters, and are sent to the Chinese along with schematics.

 

 

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Finally, Madison Woods is found slightly south of Madrid by a patrol of Scotts Guard soldiers.

 

The Scottish Captain of the patrol narrows his eyes upon seeing the veiled woman.

 

"Let's get her to a hospital, lads..."

 

Two soldiers, wearing King William Armor, put her on a stretcher, and load her into a British Armored Transport. They take her to a hospital in Madrid, where she is to be interrogated when she wakes up.

Her possessions would be taken from her during the process for safety purposes, as she lays recovering in a hospital bed.

 

((If I forgot anything, message me and I'll edit it in. I'll also make a domestic post tomorrow and an organization post for the imperium.))

[Angel~ 34]

Madison Woods

 

Madison would wake with a soft groan before she would slowly lean up rubbing her throbbing head as she slowly scans the room. Immediately, she takes a sharp breath when she scans the room of medical equipment and looks around even more to notice a couple of Spanish wordings along with English handbooks-Quietly she curses under her breath still hooked up to the medical machine(I think?).

[_pok_ 1768]

Reclaimer Reaction
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The Operators maintaining Madison's operation have moved to base in Svalbard as things begin to heat up with the Caliphate. They try to contact her, but to no avail. Alexander slams his fist on a desk when he hears of the news, shaking his head as he hears her final transmission, "Ambush." The Corporation does what they can do locate her, but as of now there is nothing to hear from one of their most prized agents.  
 

[AndrewTech 3332]

Madison

She is, indeed, hooked up to a medical machine. Blood is being given to her through a bag hanging on a stand. It has been 3 days since she first passed out, and she is now unveiled and wearing a hospital gown.

A Catholic nun is tending to her, wiping her forehead with a wet cloth. "There there... It is going to be okay," she says in heavily accented English, hoping that the apparently Islamic lady knows what she's saying.

Suddenly, the Scottish Captain wearing a highly decorated military uniform, enters the room with two orher another armored soldiers.

"Hullo there missey; Sir Desmond Clifford, at your service." He gives a respectful, quick bow, being the proper Scot he is.

But then he holds up her German Assault Rifle and radio, scowling.

"Care to explain what these are, missey, and exactly WHY you were on an Islamic transport heading across the border of King Jaono's Kingdom, the mighty husband of our great Empress herself, may she reign until Christ'a Kingdom comes? If you have nothing to hide, then you shall be fine. If not... Well then, we may have to have a little chat, eh?"

He chuckles, obviously not thinking her a threat.
 

[Angel~ 34]

Madison Woods

 

 

Taking a deep breath, Madison very quickly seems to regain her spy like composure and puts on a fake nervous look as she looks between the soldiers and the officer, adjusting her hospital gown she slowly begins to speak to the officer "Well....I was simply heading off to be married off to some officer..." She says sorely rubbing her head then shoulders as she very quickly scans the room for possible weaponry, making note of the soldier's possible weapons before relaxing slightly weakly looking at the blood bag connected to her "well...until everything started blowing up...?" She says with a worried look trying her best to fake her appearance, after some thinking she makes a show of cursing and looks at the officer "Did the Reclaimer corporation ambush me?" she says staring curiously at him.

[AndrewTech 3332]

Madison

 

"Reclaimers? In THIS area of Iberia?"

He looks to the two British soldiers, snorting in laughter.

"No, lass. I believe that ye may have been ambushed by our allies. Perhaps St. George or our SAS. Maybe even the Californians; I don't really have access to that sort of information though.

 

Yer safe now though, in British Northern Iberia.

But there are still questions to for you to answer; what about the gun, and the radio? Please, tell me the name of this officer, and also tell me why you're so well equipped and heavily armed, and state your name while you're at it.

 

Also, are you are forced convert, or one of them?"

The soldiers are heavily armored; she could try to jump them, but she'd probably be subdued quickly in the attempt. It'd also be hard, as she's still attached to the blood machine. There's a few syringes on a nearby table, but again, it's doubtful they'd do much against heavy combat armor or T-84s.

[Angel~ 34]

Madison Woods

 

Madison gives a weak sigh before quickly thinking of her reasons and once again rubs the sore parts on her body making a weak groaning noise when she rubs a bruise or a healing stitch. Slowly she looks back at the officer and reclines in her seat looking at the heavily armored men with hidden worry before she finally replies "Well, I actually bought that gun with my own money, the Radio was for some family back at home...I don't get to see them that much so they gave me a radio and told me to never loss it" She frowns with sadness as she shifts around quietly "I think the name of the officer...or commander..Iunno..I think it was..Saeed Abu Mohammed...?" She says clearing her throat before looking for a cup of water that may be next to her(?) and would take a sip if there was one before she answers his final question "I wouldnt say I am islamic, My family never really believed in religious things but I wanted to get out of my family's hair and join the army...seeing as how it was the only one around...My mom and dad were nice people so they didnt really mind they just wanted me to keep a hold on the radio" She makes a face as she shifts around to get comfy on the hospital bed.

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

Brightsword Defense Incoroprated

and Subsidiaries

 

(Short Post)

 

Brightsword sends an offer out to the countries of the world to purchase surplus combat armor from them, in the wake of war.

 

Brightsword also offers it's services to the world's leaders if they choose to attend the Olympics in case more assassination attempts occur. The police can never be fully trusted anyways...

[AndrewTech 3332]

Madison

 

The Captain's eyes bulge out as she sips water from her cup.

 

"Ye said Saeed... S-Saeed... G-general Sa-

Nurse, we must take her to teh King immediately! This woman is a valuable asset! She's to be married off to the war-criminal General of the entire Muslim army in Iberia!"

 

The soldiers step forwards. Apparently, they've deemed that she's recovered, because they begin to detach the tube running from the machine to her. She'd probably still be in a weakened state, and the window of the hospital is three floors up. Hurling out of it would be very painful indeed, especially in her state.

 

The nun's smile falters, "Sorry." she mutters, unable to do anything for her as the soldiers disconnect her from the IV.

 

The Captain takes the radio, and quickly detaches it's battery from it, afraid that it may be a Muslim listening device. One of the soldiers tosses her some plain Royal Army fatigues and boots, then points to a supply closet in the corner of the hospital for her to change in, although only some bandages, antibiotics, and possibly some more syringes and various medications lie within it. Unless she decides to try something, they'd escort her to the King's Palace after she changes.

[Angel~ 34]

Madison Woods

 

Madison quickly regrets revealing the whole marrying to a high up military officer and would wince a bit when the remove the IV from her and very slowly gets up heading to the supply closet choosing to buy her time as she dresses in the clothes, most likely very big on her as she stumbles out of the supply closet making a annoyed face at the size of the clothing "Hate being so small..." She grumbles as she fixes the sleeves before slowly looking at the officer then at the soldiers "By the way...why the super armour...I mean I dont even have anything to hurt you with?" She says with curiousity in her voice.