10-04-2024, 03:40 AM
Huānoch, Milintica
October 1st, 2024, 7:17 AM
In the early hours of the morning, four couriers delivered four boxes to important locations in Huānoch. The first arrived at the office of Chief Justice Tlazohtlaloni of the Supreme Tribunal, whereas the second was brought to the Speaker of the Representative Assembly. Finally, the last two boxes made their way to Haven House and the Milintican Communist Party's headquarters respectively. All four boxes were filled with identical files, photos, and memos, and all had the same chilling note written on the top in both Paora and Huenyan.
Tell the truth and fix this, or we will.
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At the Chief Justice's office, Tlazohtlaloni slumped in his chair with a sigh. The contents of the box were laid out in front of him on his desk. Tlazohtlaloni had looked them over repeatedly. He knew fully well what they said. And what they meant.
After a moment of contemplation, Tlazohtlaloni stood up, his back creaking with age as he did so. He placed the contents of the box back inside of it with slow and deliberate movements. The Chief Justice carried the box over to a corner of the office. The offices of the Supreme Tribunal were old enough that they had fireplaces as a standard feature of many offices, before the advent of central heat and air. The fireplaces, thankfully, had been modernized a bit. After a press of a button on the mantel, the fire sprang to life. With a grunt of effort, Tlazohtlaloni tossed the box inside the fireplace. He watched for a moment as the flames danced over the box, before returning to his chair.
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At the office of the Speaker of the Assembly, Rera Timoti fell back into his own chair with a sharp exhalation. What he had just looked at had the potential to change everything as far as the recent elections. It also had the potential to give his foes plenty of rope to hang him with, if he wasn't careful. After a moment of thought, he pressed a button on his desk intercom. "Hine, connect me with Commissioner Kingi," he told his secretary.
As the call was patched through to National Police Commissioner Poroka Kingi, the Speaker's secretary Hine Akarana pressed a second button on the phone. She listened calmly to the call in silence, texting someone as she did so.
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At Haven House, the box intended for President Matōchmizalo took an unexpected detour. Techual, the President's Chief of Staff, looked through the contents of the box with a raised eyebrow. When he was done, he placed the box inside of the safe in his office, locked the safe, then locked the hidden door that covered the safe. Techual then began sending a text of his own.
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At the Milintican Communist Party headquarters, Neina Arana clenched her fists around one of the flaps of the box. The contents of the box had been scattered in an unruly array over her desk. The incoming President of Milintica looked up at Huaxō, the Party's head of security and her planned replacement for Police Commissioner Kingi. "It looks like we may need to accelerate our timetable," Arana said with a frustrated tone to her voice. "The second the inauguration is completed, get to the National Police HQ and get rid of Kingi. Once you are in place, watch the police closely and be ready to get rid of any officers who prove...overly inquisitive. I also want officers in place at the Assembly. If the MPP legislators still left in the Assembly try to cause a problem, we need to deal with them." Huaxō nodded in response, beginning to take notes.
Arana then turned to Ngaire Arepata, her planned replacement for the head of NDIP, Milintica's intelligence service. "You are to do the same thing. The second the inauguration is done, make sure Taneti is out of the way," she said, naming current NDIP head Maka Taneti. "After that, I want you to clean house and get rid of any NDIP operatives with MPP sympathies. And then, track down whoever the hell sent this to me. They know entirely too much for my liking."
October 1st, 2024, 7:17 AM
In the early hours of the morning, four couriers delivered four boxes to important locations in Huānoch. The first arrived at the office of Chief Justice Tlazohtlaloni of the Supreme Tribunal, whereas the second was brought to the Speaker of the Representative Assembly. Finally, the last two boxes made their way to Haven House and the Milintican Communist Party's headquarters respectively. All four boxes were filled with identical files, photos, and memos, and all had the same chilling note written on the top in both Paora and Huenyan.
Tell the truth and fix this, or we will.
---
At the Chief Justice's office, Tlazohtlaloni slumped in his chair with a sigh. The contents of the box were laid out in front of him on his desk. Tlazohtlaloni had looked them over repeatedly. He knew fully well what they said. And what they meant.
After a moment of contemplation, Tlazohtlaloni stood up, his back creaking with age as he did so. He placed the contents of the box back inside of it with slow and deliberate movements. The Chief Justice carried the box over to a corner of the office. The offices of the Supreme Tribunal were old enough that they had fireplaces as a standard feature of many offices, before the advent of central heat and air. The fireplaces, thankfully, had been modernized a bit. After a press of a button on the mantel, the fire sprang to life. With a grunt of effort, Tlazohtlaloni tossed the box inside the fireplace. He watched for a moment as the flames danced over the box, before returning to his chair.
---
At the office of the Speaker of the Assembly, Rera Timoti fell back into his own chair with a sharp exhalation. What he had just looked at had the potential to change everything as far as the recent elections. It also had the potential to give his foes plenty of rope to hang him with, if he wasn't careful. After a moment of thought, he pressed a button on his desk intercom. "Hine, connect me with Commissioner Kingi," he told his secretary.
As the call was patched through to National Police Commissioner Poroka Kingi, the Speaker's secretary Hine Akarana pressed a second button on the phone. She listened calmly to the call in silence, texting someone as she did so.
---
At Haven House, the box intended for President Matōchmizalo took an unexpected detour. Techual, the President's Chief of Staff, looked through the contents of the box with a raised eyebrow. When he was done, he placed the box inside of the safe in his office, locked the safe, then locked the hidden door that covered the safe. Techual then began sending a text of his own.
----
At the Milintican Communist Party headquarters, Neina Arana clenched her fists around one of the flaps of the box. The contents of the box had been scattered in an unruly array over her desk. The incoming President of Milintica looked up at Huaxō, the Party's head of security and her planned replacement for Police Commissioner Kingi. "It looks like we may need to accelerate our timetable," Arana said with a frustrated tone to her voice. "The second the inauguration is completed, get to the National Police HQ and get rid of Kingi. Once you are in place, watch the police closely and be ready to get rid of any officers who prove...overly inquisitive. I also want officers in place at the Assembly. If the MPP legislators still left in the Assembly try to cause a problem, we need to deal with them." Huaxō nodded in response, beginning to take notes.
Arana then turned to Ngaire Arepata, her planned replacement for the head of NDIP, Milintica's intelligence service. "You are to do the same thing. The second the inauguration is done, make sure Taneti is out of the way," she said, naming current NDIP head Maka Taneti. "After that, I want you to clean house and get rid of any NDIP operatives with MPP sympathies. And then, track down whoever the hell sent this to me. They know entirely too much for my liking."
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