[War] Romania-Still one hell of a morning

Vampi Digitalwytch vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com
Fri Aug 22 22:34:48 EDT 2008


"Still one hell of a morning"

Prime Minister Simu
Cpt. Iordan Romaeski
President Antanasia Danesti

Prime Minister Simu waited while the others were leaving when he
nodded to the two guards.

While the elderly minister adjourned to his office, the two guards
promptly shadowed Iordan.

He was walking his usual half step behind Ana, the two guards went
behind him he watched them a bit more remembering Indira Ghandi ended
up getting killed by her own body guards and he sure didn't need that
to happen.

With a smooth move born from training, the guards took hold of Iordan
and led him away towards Simu's office.

In the other times that would be precursor for disappearing, but this
wasn't the same times.  So he went with them, if he had to, he could
take them out easily.

Once inside, Simu waved the guards outside.  "Sit, Captain Romaeski.",
he said while wiping his glasses.

Iordan just stood, still watching the room. He was to say the least
twitchy, any other time he'd have a holster unsnapped and be ready for
a quick draw, it was habit. "Why have you brought me here?"  Usually
the next part involved trumped up charges and an executioner.

Simu put his glasses back on and saw the stance of the bodyguard.  He
chuckled as he shook his head.  "Fear not for your life Iordan.  It is
more I wish to ask in private if there's anything you wish to say."

"About?" He was direct, what had he done that the prime minister of
the country would be involved with.

"You did spend the night in the President's apartment and this morning
I see a rather shaken gypsy already hitting drink and refusing to look
at you or the woman he's known and been friends with for many years.",
Simu said, "I am old..not dead."

He paused for a bit, the gypsy had been in the apartment, and someone
had been in the apartment, after..... he didn't know what to say
honestly, hell he was a bit nervous, this man held his career in his
hand, "I...I...Believe I may need reassignment."

"Perhaps.", Simu said, not needing anything more to be said, "So you
know, I was a longtime friend of Ana's father.  I've watched her grow,
even helped raise her after her father's...disappearance.  My
interests in this are in some degree as a member of state, and moreso
in the interest of family by proxy."

That brought on a respectful nod, ok this he could understand, and
respect, "I see.  SO I assume you have questions for me then?"

"These are very unusual times, and we really do not know what the
future will hold.  Ana has done much already for the country, and
whether she is aware of it or not, the world's eyes are on her for the
path she's leading us on.  I honestly think the elections they are
worrying over will end with her being re-elected.  Anton, scruffy
layabout that he can be is correct in his opinion.  But with those
eyes upon her, her actions will be under scrutiny.", Simu said, "And
what can be construed as an indiscretion...can have impact."

He paused, "So...this is where I have a choice....my position in the
Protective Service, where I have a suspicion I may find reassignment,
or...her. Is that correct sir?"

"Pretty much.", Simu said, "After all, we have bettered ourselves from
the days you would have been shot from behind.  If you choose
reassignment, you will have your pick of postings.  And if you choose
resigning, it will be with honours and your commission intact.  I
would even venture that you would still be permitted your firearm and
vest since I can't think of a better protector than one that 'close'
to her."

There was a pause, he had worked hard to get where he was.  Earned his
rank through sweat, blood, both his and others, but then again, he had
been through it alone, and never had someone....in his life, "I have
an answer. " There was a pause, "I resign, effective immediately."

Simu nodded, and drafted up some papers.  "In all honesty, considering
how much she takes on herself, I wasn't too surprised that it would be
with one of those close to her."

He nodded, "She does work too hard, but there is one thing, who tells
her of this?"

"Tells me what?", Antanasia said as she walked in.

"Just some personal matters.", Simu said, leaving Iordan to say what he would.

Iordan paused taking a deep breath, "Just making a decision, I cannot
be your bodyguard Ana."

"What?", she said, trying to understand.  Antanasia looked to Simu who
simply nodded and left the speaking to Iordan.

"I care for you too much to be impartial as a bodyguard should, if you
were hurt or gods forbid it, killed, I could not do my duty, I had to
choose.  Either my career or you."

She was silent for a few moments, "I guess that talk we had to put off
will now entail something more?"

"I think it should." He paused, "Do you have time now?"

Simu rose from his desk, "I think this old man needs to get some fresh
air.  Won't have the chance after I'm in my grave."

Antanasia watched him leave and sat down.  "Apparently we do."

He sat down, "Yeah, I'm sorry I did not discuss this with you first. I
should have, but I have no desire to advance in a career alone, I
would rather be with you then wear general's stars."

"But if things do not work out, we end up disliking each other?"

"What if aliens land?" He responded, "You are simply placing an
option, to be honest I do not see that happening, we've been through a
lot in the years I've guarded you, I seem to recall running out for
pads at 3am and nearly ordering a shopkeeper to open his store now or
I would commandeer the property at one point."

She couldn't help but chuckle.  "For the record, I do not plan on
moving from my apartment.  It is near impossible to get such a good
location."


"That it is." He nodded, "And besides if anyone is going to be
apartment hunting it will be me, with my resignation I have to move
from my quarters in the barracks."

"Then that is settled.", she said, "As for the rest, we will see where
the days take us."

"That we shall."

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Actions:

None, just some character development

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ought to be at least a few sharks in the water.



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