ComStar/Terran Hegemony IC Roleplaying Thread

[Daemonknight]

Faction Roleplaying Thread

[Daemonknight]

Terra
Unity City, Lyran Alliance Diplomatic Compound
February 25th, 3091

The Alliance's new prosperity allowed it to purchase a rather extensive piece of Unity city real estate, a 3 city-block area near downtown. It took the better part of 18 months to demolish and reconstruct the facility to specifications, but the complex had finally been finished in January, and the full-time staff moved in only 2 weeks ago. Marcus Steiner himself had finally had the last of his belongings moved over from the old property, little more than a secured hotel room. This facility however, was a true embassy.

Large and imposing, they had requested(and been granted) special permits by the TH government and the Unity City council to construct military-grade perimeter walls, although instead of the normal LRM/Autocannon turrets, the walls were studded mostly with high-pressure water cannons, MG nests, and a dozen SRM turrets loaded with non-lethal ammunition(mostly), all designed to protect the compound from non-military aggression. It was an impressive facility, the main embassy building 4 stories taller than anything else in a 5 block radius, and included it's own bank of emergency generators, and a fallout shelter rated for a direct hit by a 20 megaton nuclear warhead(something of an oddity, but consider what happened on Tharkad 20 years ago, nobody could realistically blame the Lyran design team for their insistence).

Visitors would be brought in through the main entrance, noting the battle armored guards outside the walls(with perfectly operable military-grade weapons), as well as at least a company of battlemechs stationed within the facility. However, they would be equally impressed, for different reasons, when finally ushered into the embassy building. Decorated with the usual Lyran flair for displaying wealth, the entry way was lined with expensive paintings, crystal chandeliers, marble statuary, and plush hand woven rugs of the finest fibers. The waiting and conference rooms were similarly opulent, and in addition to the usual fruit juices, coffee, and assortment of cold meats and fruit, bottles of excellent vintage scotch whiskey(mostly from the Isle of Skye, of course), were available to the dignitaries in favor with the Lyran diplomatic mission.

As the top Lyran diplomat to both the Star Leauge and other nations in person, Marcus Steiner wanted to make sure his guests were both aware of the power of his House, and also well taken care of. It contrasted sharply with the spartan furnishings of his personal suite, and especially his office. His wife often complained they had the worst rooms in the house, staff included. Marcus tended to agree, but then he preferred it that way. He had grown up, as most Steiners did, surrounded by the wealth that the Steiner family was known for. However, he had always felt money was a tool to be exploited, as opposed to a goal to be pursued. He had little use for lush decorations, preferring solid company instead. This didn't usually mollify his wife of course, so he had allowed her to re-imagine their bedroom, and it was now nearly as gaudy as the rest of the place.


His reverie was broken however, as he was not currently at his home-away-from-home. He was in fact in his office, with his secretary and his chief of staff, going over the last few details, and constructing the message to be sent to the Director-General's office. It was short, as befitted such a message, but still official. With any luck, they would have something setup for this week, as Marcus had quite a bit to discuss with the new leader of the Hegemony.

Director-General Elias McKenna,

First, let me congratulate you on your recent ascenceion to your position. I am sure that you will lead the Hegemony with strength and honor, as befits the legacy of your family.

I know that you must be very busy in your new position, however I would request a chance to meet with you, and discuss the relationship between the Hegemony and the Alliance. The Archon wishes to count the Hegemony among our friends, and is eager to meet with you himself, once both of you are able. He has entrusted me with making the first offical contact between your administration and our nation, and I would be delighted if perhaps you could find time in your schedule for a luncheon or dinner, so we might discuss the shared future of our respective realms.

Sincerely,
Marcus Steiner, Senior Ambassador, Lyran Alliance

[Deathrider6]

Office of the Director General, Geneva, Switzerland, Terra.

  Elias heard the soft beep of his desktop comms unit and he looked over and read the message. He smiled and quickly typed up a reply.


   To:Ambassador Marcus Steiner, Senior Ambassador Lyran Alliance.

  Ambassador,

Pardon the informality of my reply. I would be delighted to meet you for a luncheon. At this time preparations for the possible summit meetings will allow me to meet with you in Unity City on the first of March. My staff will contact you for final arrangements.


Warmest Regards,

Elias McKenna, Director General.

[Dave Baughman]

Garden of Divine Enlightenment
Planet Jardine
22 August 3091

"Eremiel has failed, Dominus, and her vessel is in the hands of the infidel."

Thomas Marik considered his protege - his new protege, he appended bitterly - and sighed, "then events are proceeding as I have forseen them. Naamah has already opened the first seal, and Eremiel the second. I have forseen that the third shall come soon."

"Your time is upon us, Precentor Apollyon. Go forth upon your pale horse and bring death to the infidel. Break the fourth seal and empty your bowls of judgement upon the unworthy."

"As you command, Dominus."

And how long, wondered the man known as The Master, until the fifth?