05-20-2008, 06:38 PM
Bishop stands, blanching. "This is...I...had..." He composed himself again. "I, and the President, believe that this situation warrants the highest concern. As such, the FSC Nimbus, a very large prototype assault aircraft, is en route to the small, presumably uninhabited island. The Nimbus will assist Pagemaster and Jagera forces and transport the Data Module from the Island back to Ferveo City. The finest ships in the Fervean Navy are also on their way, including our flagship, the FS Primordium." He sits again and begins to consort with a few members of the delegation. Mild curses can be heard.
Presently, an attractive young woman stands. "The information from Research Site 19 indicates that the Data Module has been moved about three kilometres inland. Preliminary satellite data indicates that the place is a veritable fortress.
"This is no time to stand on protocol. For all we know, whoever has possession of the artifact is decrypting it right now. We need to get in there, take back the Module and make sure it reaches our capital safely. As such, the President has placed our forces on secondary alert. Our city garrisons are ready and at their posts in case of terrorist attack. All air travel within a 100-km radius of the island has been suspended."
She sits. Bishop, seeming to remember something, stands hurriedly.
"Twenty minutes ago I received a call from the President. It seems the most organised terrorist group in Ferveo, the Fervean Values Force (FVF), has claimed responsibility and is threatening to leak details to the press. This group, disillusioned with the newfound freedom and liberal values in Ferveo, has set itself up recruiting religious fundamentalists and right-wing zealots alike. They are extremely dangerous and were responsible for the deaths of almost 150 Fervean citizens last year after a series of explosive attacks on Ferveo City's highways. If the police hadn't received an anonymous tipoff, the death toll could have been twentyfold.
"We are dealing with a highly dangerous enemy. I don't know how our satellites and suchlike missed this island, but it was an oversight that we may pay for with the data of the artifact, and our soldiers' lives."
Bishop sits, highly shaken. He looks at his notepad, poises a pen, then drops it and looks at Long with barely disguised malice. He excuses himself to go to an ante-room "to contemplate". One of the diplomats asks quietly if he would like to be accompanied. Bishop snaps an emphatic "NO!" back, and leaves with haste.
OOC: Jagera, Terminus Island is the very southernmost island under Fervean control. Incidentally, sorry for the dreadful radio-sequence-thing. Military terminology isn't my strong point.
Presently, an attractive young woman stands. "The information from Research Site 19 indicates that the Data Module has been moved about three kilometres inland. Preliminary satellite data indicates that the place is a veritable fortress.
"This is no time to stand on protocol. For all we know, whoever has possession of the artifact is decrypting it right now. We need to get in there, take back the Module and make sure it reaches our capital safely. As such, the President has placed our forces on secondary alert. Our city garrisons are ready and at their posts in case of terrorist attack. All air travel within a 100-km radius of the island has been suspended."
She sits. Bishop, seeming to remember something, stands hurriedly.
"Twenty minutes ago I received a call from the President. It seems the most organised terrorist group in Ferveo, the Fervean Values Force (FVF), has claimed responsibility and is threatening to leak details to the press. This group, disillusioned with the newfound freedom and liberal values in Ferveo, has set itself up recruiting religious fundamentalists and right-wing zealots alike. They are extremely dangerous and were responsible for the deaths of almost 150 Fervean citizens last year after a series of explosive attacks on Ferveo City's highways. If the police hadn't received an anonymous tipoff, the death toll could have been twentyfold.
"We are dealing with a highly dangerous enemy. I don't know how our satellites and suchlike missed this island, but it was an oversight that we may pay for with the data of the artifact, and our soldiers' lives."
Bishop sits, highly shaken. He looks at his notepad, poises a pen, then drops it and looks at Long with barely disguised malice. He excuses himself to go to an ante-room "to contemplate". One of the diplomats asks quietly if he would like to be accompanied. Bishop snaps an emphatic "NO!" back, and leaves with haste.
OOC: Jagera, Terminus Island is the very southernmost island under Fervean control. Incidentally, sorry for the dreadful radio-sequence-thing. Military terminology isn't my strong point.