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<font size="4" face="Cambria">As you approach the doors of the conference room, the man at the door asks for your badge. When you indicate to him that you do, in fact, have a seat in this room, he directs you to your section. You sit in the room, surrounded by other dignitaries, and listen very closely through the headset attached to your seat, and follow along on the screen provided.</font></div></div></div> |
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<font size="4" face="Cambria">As you approach the doors of the conference room, the man at the door asks for your badge. When you indicate to him that you do, in fact, have a seat in this room, he directs you to your section. You sit in the room, surrounded by other dignitaries, and listen very closely through the headset attached to your seat, and follow along on the screen provided.</font></div></div></div> |
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==Archive== |
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[[/Archive One|Archive One]] [[/Archive Two|Archive Two]] |
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==Roleplay== |
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===Council Summit=== |
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===Dahlia and Frederika=== |
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{{Belle Linda||Frede="You, and I do not always have control over everyone, Dahlia." Frederika's eyes narrow on the floor plan, she glares looking for structural weak points, and escape routes. "A team from the Housing Authority, they know blueprints like children know toys. Gas men?" She nods. "This may solve our problem. I am unsatisfied by our one opportunity to do this. We cannot overplay our hand."}}{{Kiraly||Lia="You're right. We can't." She looked deep in thought.}}{{Belle Linda||Frede="What are your feelings on bait?" Frederika stops eyeing the layout, and turns to Dahlia. "Does America have an ''expendable'' it would be willing to gamble?"}}{{Kiraly||Lia="We could always tell her twin sister that they can see each other there without us objecting - and then there is two potential problems gone with one stone."}}{{Belle Linda||Frede="Did you intend to send both girls away? Tell her? We cannot tell her anything, we have to keep her conspicuously unaware. She knows that we know they are twins. She doesn't know that we know they are '''both''' loose ends. We have to fabricate some files for the politsiya to 'find'. We need a techie, someone who can whip something up that looks authentic. If we can fool one into meeting the other, because they think we are scanning their past, starting with the house. It could get them to both go running back to make sure they didn't leave anything incriminating behind."}}{{Kiraly||Lia=''You simple, unimaginative half-wit.'' Dahlia thought as she glared at Frederika and smirked, as ambiguously as she was able for a split second. "In your scenario you do understand that we would still be informing them? Taking credit for thoughts that are not your own informally is pathetic. Sandra López will be told their home will be a safe haven. Off the top of my head something along the lines of Blah, blah, blah, due to the passing of your mother and father insert appropriate name here, their unfortunate deaths, and sanctity of family. The Council refuses to desecrate their memories by taint the memories of the López family. Blah, blah, blah, this is a peace offering extended to the López family. It makes us look, dignified, civilized."}}{{Belle Linda||Frede=''Сука! Пожалуйста.'' Frederika smirked, she knew that was fake. She had seen it growing up, she had seen it all her life, she made that face to someone before she walked in. "You, yourself Miss America. And your ''лучший друг'' Anarchy in the UK are chief, for this side project. Your countries are supposedly best in the field of Psychology, about time you prove it. I will be finding my own experts, and sitting a team that will вид, from a distance."}}{{Kiraly||Lia="Interfere." She said as a warning, with challenging tone.}}{{Belle Linda||Frede=Frederika looked back to the layout of the López home. "My presence is only to be sure The Council can retaliate accordingly should we encounter anything unexpected. I was not an integral part of the plan. Why would I interfere?"}}{{Kiraly||Lia="Do not misunderstand my words Frederika. It was neither a question, nor was it a suggestion."}}{{Belle Linda||Frede="I will have to take your words at face value. By вид. In your English, I meant view. No need to be so unnecessarily offended. I was not even trying that time."}}{{Kiraly||Lia="Each time that you open your mouth to speak, all that I can hear is the sound of you ''trying''. Desperately.}}{{Belle Linda||Frede=Frederika smirked continuing to look at the layout, pretending she had not heard exactly what she wanted to. Something about Dahlia bothered her, she liked to instigate things with her, in front of the rest of the Council was her pleasure but face to face felt sinfully good too. "There are more than a few places I have seen where we should plant explosives. They should not by any means be standard, which is going to require even more work. Since their home is on American soil, it would benefit the Council if I were to take over for the - combustible aspect of this scenario."}}{{Kiraly||Lia="Very will. Be aware. The responsibility of failure hangs over your head, and yours alone.}}{{Belle Linda||Frede="I fail, to see your point. The burden of success is already a halo, anything above that is merely recognition."}} |
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{{Kiraly|13:16, August 29, 2013 (UTC)|Lia= Dahlia made sure she was the first to arrive. She was after all the reluctant Provost for this current gathering. She was slightly nervous about that fact, considering the scandal in her personal life thanks to her Mister. Naturally, she was summoning all the might of her Romsey-Whitehorn blood to hide it.}}{{Rabbitty|13:43, August 29, 2013 (UTC)|Adrienne = Adrienne sat down and nodded to Dahlia; not saying anything, just acknowledging her presence.}}{{FrejahLeighton|05:18, August 30, 2013 (UTC)|Carly= Carlotta walked in grinning. She nodded to Adrienne and then to Dahlia. "Buon giorno." She greeted them verbally taking her seat. "Ladies."}}{{Lily||Lily=She walked in, nodding to everyone but keeping her mouth shut as she sat down.}}{{Belle Linda|10:48, September 2, 2013 (UTC)|Frede=Frederika sidles in sweetly humming to the tune loudly blaring through the tiny headphones barely protruding from her ears. Taking the volume down a few notches, and then a few more she sits down, turning her music lower with a nod to each of the women. "I am almost positive we can begin now, Moon."}}{{Kiraly|06:40, September 3, 2013 (UTC)|Lia="When you are Provost, you can run the Summit however you please. For now, this is my playground, and it operates according to how I want it to." She flashed a pleasant, camera friendly smile, and continued to wait in silence.}}{{Lily||Lily=She drummed her fingers on the table, not impatiently, just waiting. She smiled slightly at Dahlia's comment, but nothing more, and soon that also faded- and the drumming stopped as she fell into a state of boredom, but not showing it.}}{{Rabbitty|01:23, September 5, 2013 (UTC)|Adrienne = She held back a slight chuckle at Dahlia's words— oh Americans.}}{{Belle Linda|05:18, September 6, 2013 (UTC)|Frede=Frederika gives Moon a small nod. "I'll keep that in mind." She says pushing one of her ear buds back into her ear and turning the volume back up intending to lower it again when lips start moving.}}{{Dmullins677|14:57, September 6, 2013 (UTC)| *Hayden walked in to the large Room. He saw many other representatives. He quietly took his seat.}}{{FrejahLeighton|07:45, September 8, 2013 (UTC)|Carly= Carlotta looked over the recent walk-in from the moment he stepped in the door. She gave the others a does he belong her look dropping it the moment he sat down, finally growing impatient she spoke again. "We have matters to discuss. The other late comers will have to follow along. Dahlia, please begin. The longer we wait the worse the each situation becomes."}}{{Lily||Lily="He's the new French representative." She told Carlotta quietly, knowing what the look meant.}} |
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{{Belle Linda|23:52, September 9, 2013 (UTC)|Frede=Frederika smirked insolently noticing lips moving. "If you would like a topic to start with Madame Provost, the celebrity gossip phenomenon is rife with reasons to run with." She stared at Dahlia with cool, calm tone, Frederika's way of goading her into speaking personally.}} |
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