The Great Tour.

[Iraqstan]

(OOC: invitation thread only, they know who they are, Trez if you are on, feel free to join in, nathi well yeah your already on :P.)

Official government inviation.
Sent to: Dread Lady Nathicana D'Aquisto dal Lupo, Dread Lady of the Dominion, Emperor Devon Treznor I, Of Treznor.

I President General Carlos Quil'Raya Invite you to attend an official tour of the newly built Spacestation Zelgado, departure will take place two days after you arrive in Gothmog City, you will be given free run of a presidential palace each both upon arrival and return from the space station.

The tour is expected to last roughly three days with a 14 day trip to and from the station. As such the invitation is only open for the next 4 weeks with the station moving out of accesibility shortly after that.

I look forward to hearing from you.

President General Carlos Quil'Raya
Inherited ruler of Iraqstan
supreme commander of Iraqstani Armed Forces
Inherited Leader of Um Lizaa
Supreme commander of the island expansion program.
Loyal Member of GOD
We have Muhammed Saeed Al-Sahaf for an information minister yay!

(OOC: not sure on the orbit time so a month seems fair enough, and 14 days is roughly accurate to get there since I dont have jump gate or FTL capabilities :P)

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

To President General Carlos Quil'Raya:

I am very pleased to accept your gracious invitation, and look forward to meeting you in person, seeing your country, and visiting the Zelgado station.

This should be a wonderful opportunity. I can be ready to go shortly, if that works with your schedule.

In hopes that this proves to be a pleasant, and dare I say, lucrative visit, I remain,

--Nathicana D'Aquisto da Lupo

[Iraqstan]

Of course it fits the schedule, I would be greatly honoured by your presence in gothmog city, please, allow me to arrange a giuded tour of Iraqstan and her outlying lands for you whilst we wait for the other response.

I hope to meet you seen, and am too looking forward to this meeting.

Carlos.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

(jumping ahead somewhat)

Nathicana, wearing dark sunglasses, and dressed somewhat conservatively for once, steps off the plane gracefully, looking around for her host.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos spies Nathicana stepping off her plane and motions for the honour guard to array themselves as he quickly walks out onto the tarmac smileing happily and wearing his favorite military uniform.

"Dread Lady Nathicana I presume, an honour to meet you" Carlos says as he bows formally to her.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She smiles pleasantly, giving a very ladylike bow at the waist, her straight skirt preventing a courtsey.

Nathi extends her hand. "A pleasure, my dear. Truly."

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles and a hint of mischeif in his eyes is portrayed as he takes nathi's hand and kisses it gently. "The pleasure is all mine" Carlos lets her hand go and spreads his arms wide "Welcome to Iraqstan, the heart of the divine empire and home to some of the better technological traits to come out of my scientist's minds. We have a chaufer and honour guard awaiting to escort you to one of the better positioned palaces in gothmog city, as well as free use of the Bandit MKII that stays there...of course any damages done to the city will be exempted from some account or other I can most likely find."

Carlos grins again and motions nathi forward "But for now I am your host and the city is our park, unless of course you would like to rest"

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Ah, a charmer ... he's going to make this so easy ...

She smiled more deeply at his attentions, managing to blush slightly at the appropriate moment.

"My dear Carlos", she said, looking at him in a measuring manner. I have no other pressing matters, and so, await your pleasure."

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles brightly and leads the way to a luxurious limosuine and opens the door smiling ever so brightly "After you m'dear we will drop by the palace to allow you to unload luggage, freshen up and then a light meal and perhaps a tour of some of the more....public venues."

Carlos continues to smile Charming, remember charming a host is alwas charming, ensure the people you visit are loyalists, this must appear kind.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She tilts her head, acknowledging.

"My thanks. I look forward to it." she says, sliding into the limo gracefully, allowing ample view of her left leg as just before she pulls it in after her. Settling herself comfortably in a seat, she waits for him to join her.

He's nervous. Good.


ooc: last post for night - need zzzz's. :)

[Iraqstan]

Catches the view of her leg as she gets into the limo and just continues to smile after she is setteled in he hops in the limo and shuts the door, immediatly the driver pulls out of the park and heads towards the palace assigned to nathi.

"My dear I do hope you enjoy your stay, I have planned this little adventure personally and hope it meets your likings. There are many wonderous things to see here in Iraqstan and I do hope you will allow me the time to show off my lovely country."

Carlos chuckles slightly and offer nathi a drink. "I took the liberty of attempting to get a detailed background of you and all I could find was that you liked Ice water so...care for a drink?"

Calm yourself boy, it's just a visit it's not like the invasion nobody is going to be taking anything from you, atleast not without a fight. Smile, be charming and ensure she is kept happy.

OOC: Will link ya after you wake up sleep good :)

[imported_Diablo_NL]

ooc: Just a question. Where in the known galaxy is this station? I would like to know if it's not within or near one of my held systems.

[Iraqstan]

ooc: Just a question. Where in the known galaxy is this station? I would like to know if it's not within or near one of my held systems.

OOC: Earth system, it's still in this system :P just at a very...interesting location

[Treznor]

A small civilian jet approaches Iraqstan airspace with a fighter escort of four Super-Bugbear fighter/strike jets. The moment they become visible on Iraqstan radar, fighter jets are scrambled and move to intercept. Fortunately, they're not going to be seeing combat today.

Attention Iraqstan Station Sierra-Whiskey Three Five. This is Treznor Flight Alpha One with escort. We formally request entry into Iraqstan airspace at the invitation of President General Carlos Quil'Raya."

Calls are made, identities are confirmed and the instant response force becomes an additional escort for the Emperor of Treznor on his way to Gothmog City. Two hours later, Devon Treznor steps down on the tarmac with a minimal security contingent and looks around.

"Warm place, Iraqstan. Don't you think, Yvonne?"

"Mmm," replies the head of his security detail, a tall blond woman with lean features.

"You're still miffed with me, aren't you?" Treznor raises an eyebrow at her and grins. "Relax. Carlos is an ally, and a friend. He was kind enough to visit our city, so now it's our turn. We really don't need a full platoon of security for a state visit. Plus, it was his visit that got you promoted. Doesn't that earn him a little gratitude?"

"Mmm." Yvonne grunted a little more forcefully and cast a watchful gaze on the scene around her. Her eyes focused on a small fleet of vehicles approaching at high speed. She gestured imperceptably, and the other two guards stood at alert.

"Ah, there's our reception now," Treznor observes with satisfaction. "Smiles everyone, smiles. They carry bigger sticks than we do."

[Iraqstan]

Carlos was quick to finalise the papers he had to attend too before organising a proper tour for his visiting leader when the call that Devon Treznor was landing.

Grabbing his most prized jacket and made sure his more civillian uniform was sitting straight on him he rushed out of his offices in a swirl of hello, goodbye and take messages picked up his 3 favorite guards and literaly ran down to the car pool.

Jumping into his custom made sleek limosuine he ordered his guards to set off immediately, as they arrived he saw Devon and a woman stepping out of the plane, also taking notice of the bodyguards snapping to attention Carlos laughed to himself A little more open with his concern than the fair dear lady, perhaps this will prove to be quite fruitful Carlos stepped out of the car and walked unguarded over to devon.

"My dear friend, it is an honour to see you again! welcome welcome, I do apologise for the stifling heat but summer is as summer does one would think." Carlos pauses and bows formally to the lady beside Devon "Forgive me my manners are quite off I am President General Carlos Quil'Raya, who might you be?" bowing again Carlos winks at Devon a hint of mischief in his eyes.

[Treznor]

Yvonne unwillingly returns the bow to the mischievous man before her. "Commander Davis, Chief of His Majesty's Personal Guard." It's almost possible to see the ice drip from her words.

Treznor laughs and claps Carlos on the back. "Sorry about her, old man. Ever since Haraki she hasn't let me go anywhere unescorted, not even to visit friends. But she's not too bad on the eyes, so I let her tag along.

"You've got air conditioning in that beast, right? Let's go! I think I'm going to melt on the pavement!"

[Iraqstan]

Carlos laughs and returns the clap on the back to Devon "Aaah my dear friend, the pavement is made of melt absorbent material do not melt you would literaly disappear but yes yes that beast has air conditioning, and I must say hard is an understatement couldnt even kiss the fair hand" Carlos mocks sadness and winks at Devon.

"Please where are my manners come come all of you even you Commander Davis the strikingly beautiful but cold cold chief of security."

Carlos grins and whispers none too softly "Perhaps we should let her have the convertable? maybe the heat would melt that ice interior and make her more....approachable?" grinning again he leads the way to the cars.

[Treznor]

Treznor shrugs and matches step with Carlos. "I think she spontaneously generates her own ice field. I keep meaning to have my scientists study her. But seriously, you're just seeing her professional side. Occasionally she lets her guard down and even cracks a smile once in a while. And she's terribly competent, which is why I keep her. Much better than the last fellow with her job. In fact, I reminded her that the reason she got promoted was because of your last visit. Didn't even smirk. Too damned professional, if you ask me."

He steps into the waiting car and sighs with relief. "Thank the gods, air conditioning. If anyone ever questions your capacity for civilisation, just point out your climate control technologies. No self-respecting barbarian would ever be caught in a comfortable environment."

[Iraqstan]

Laughing loudly carlos hops in beside Devon and makes room for the commander "You dont say, smiles eh I'm going to have to put some cameras in place for that! but yes heat here is a rather constant thing unfortunately so air conditioning is a great prize.

And yes that visit, such memories eh? I'm still getting grumbles from those three guards for spending that time in the dungeon whilst we went out on the town never live it down I tell you."

The convoy loads up and heads out official police escorts surround the cars as they drive through Gothmog city "For now though I'm giving you free run over one of my palaces here in Gothmog City, all my own staff has been cleared out in respect for your people's suspisious and of course yours, so the palace is empty and yours to use. The bandit MKII in the garage is a new toy of mine, one hundred of them i purchased one for each palace, charming toys they are the guards scramble out of the firing ranges when I roll in on one of them. Feel free to use it, I've told the city and outlying region security services to ignore any reports of a war cycle blowing up things." Grinning mischieviously Carlos looks over at the commander "And for you my dear I believe I could set up a private fridge perhaps? such beauty must be kept on ice no?"

[Treznor]

Treznor's eyes gleam at the thought of getting behind the wheel of a war machine, whatever a bandit MKII might be. "You're definitely going to have to introduce me to your new toy. Even with your generous offer, I promise to keep the reconstruction bill to a minimum. Just point the way to your firing range. I'm sure I'll be able to amuse myself." He grins jovially.

Yvonne nods slightly to acknowledge the President General, but doesn't respond. She keeps her eyes roving about as the vehicle begins to move, searching constantly for any possible threat.

I do believe the lady is blushing! Treznor notes silently. Well, it serves her right for butting in on my vacation. If Carlos' people can't protect me, or even if they want me dead, there's damned little she's going to be able to do about it.

Oh well. Like she reminds me, she's just doing her job. I'll let her do it, so long as she doesn't get in the way of mine.

"So, Carlos. Have you heard anything from Frederick yet? I appreciate you backing me up after I stuck my neck out on that GOD issue. It's a pretty sad thing when you can't trust an ally to respect the conditions of a treaty. I might be willing to join you in a new treaty even if we don't withdraw our GOD membership."

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles broadly as he see's Devon's eyes glean "Of course my friend I'll have the location sent to you immediately, costs, hah like I'm going to believe you'll limit your fun by all means enjoy the cycle it's a great toy. Frederick no I have heard nothing and think nothing of it, I too have questioned these same things many times and to be honest if I was half as upfront as you I would of said something but alas I am not, all this political motioning I have done recently has dulled my upfrontness, but I would be most honoured to join a new treaty with you outside of GOD developments.

Yes a sad thing it is indeed in that event, but as always we must do what we can to retain our level headedness in times of frustration."

[Treznor]

Treznor nods seriously. "Well, I've found that you can catch a lot of people off-balance by being direct with what you want. With so many people looking for daggers hidden in silk, I find that most of them completely miss the ones staring them in the face. Plus, the aggressive stance of allies becomes a direct threat to my national security if only by association. Danneland made his position very clear when he formed GOD: we are not seeking war. Seeing Barbarosea trash that and invite other warmongers into our ranks (in a senior position, no less) bothers me a hell of a lot, and I'm not afraid to say so.

"If you were to form a new organisation, what would you call it? I think, if we phrased it correctly, we might even lure Nathicana into it. She's been fairly scrupulous about avoiding entanglements, but if you dangle the right bait in front of her it might be possible."

Plus, whether she knows it or not, she needs backup she can count on. It's all well and good to have heads of state fawning over her, but how many of them will really defend her without a treaty if it comes down to it? I don't really want to find out.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos nods seriously "Indeed, it is refreshing to have someone so open and upfront, and a name? oh my I hadnt thought that far ahead yet perhaps that could be a topic for our next meeting? I dont know if your aware of it but recent events and this is strictly unofficial but myself and the dear Dread Lady have entered into negotiations about a research treaty up there on the station. I would of offered to you as well my friend but you have your hands dipped into many things all over the place and I did not wish to put added costs upon your budget by transporting scientists out when they are so busy with your own work.

But Nathicana is here in the city as we speak, she arrived before you a very fun lady isnt she? I would muchly enjoy having her in any sort of organisation we forged, she seems level headed and extreamly well versed in political intruige as well as a power leader as ourselves or so I've heard rumours of. Do you think she could be persuadaded to join?"

Carlos leans forward enthusiastically eager to pinpoint the spots to push with others.

[Treznor]

Treznor laughs. "Do you think I'd be here if I didn't want to get in on the research potential of that monster you've constructed? You're right, I've got a lot of fingers in a lot of pies at the moment, but I can spare a team to go up there. We're desperately trying to miniaturise the fusion process you gave us, and I'm told we might have more luck if we attempt it in a micro-gravity environment. Funding isn't a problem, either. Once we deal with the closing of the platinum mine and the T-7 recalls, we'll be able to rebuild our reserve. I guarantee a healthy budget for research on your station next year.

"I know Nath is here already. I timed my visit to make sure she got settled, first. She's another one of those folks who gets too focused looking for daggers behind the silk. I try to make sure she's got her security where she wants it before she sees me coming; I'm not entirely sure she won't shoot first and ask questions later.

"I don't know if I can talk her into signing a treaty with us, but I'll give it a shot. She's awfully touchy about her marriage, so I might be able to point out the benefits of having guaranteed allies at her back if her husband sparks a war on one of his damned-fool stunts. He's rather prone to show-boating, that I've seen. Can't resist an opportunity to bare his teeth and proclaim his Alpha Male status. It's going to get him killed. I think Nath knows it, too.

"Mostly, I think if we push the advantages of a treaty, such as free trade and exchange of information without any entanglements, we might get her signature. She absolutely refuses to allow anyone else dictate to her on what she can or can't do, including defence pacts. Offer her a guarantee of military support without requiring her to reciprocate and she might go for it."

Treznor yawns. "I'm sorry, Carlos. Your company is stimulating, but I've been awake for nearly thirty hours trying to get things squared away for this little vacation. Do you mind if I take a nap on the way to the palace? You can show me around when we get there."

OOC: Okay, I'm off for the night.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos laughs loudly and grins "well I suppose I could sit beside the esteemable commander it would please me greatly, by all means my dear Devon stretch out and nap, the palace is being made up for you so you can have a much healthier rest.

Aah she is independant like us eh? I wouldnt dream of dictating ways to a leader especially not one like us, but I will also give it a shot at talking her into one, and the station always has room for more people, I will discuss that with her too when I next talk to her.

Yes yes, some people are like that and it is always a bother to see a loved one on a self destruction whirlwind, I will of course push the angle of guarenteed defense with no expectation of repayment. But alas I am babbling again please rest my dear Devon and allow the lovely Commander to entertain me."

Carlos winks at devon and sits beside the commander and grins toothily.

OOC: Night dude.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

ooc: skipping back a bit - pre-Trez wrap up to get me up to speed ...

She accepted the water with a smile, taking a long, slow sip. Since her ... enhancements, she was relieved that she needn't be quite so paranoid about such things as tampered drinks and food.

All you could find? I highly doubt that, boy ...

"Why thank you my dear. And yes, I would very much enjoy a tour. I'm certain that whatever you have planned will be delightful."

Nathi could sense his nervousness, though he hid it rather well ... and she enjoyed every moment of it. So much the better - a nervous man made mistakes in negotiating.

She engaged Carlos in small talk as they drove to the palace, studying him carefully without appearing to. Her mind filing away little details, and any hint of weakness for later use.

When they reached their destiniation, she accepted his help out of the car with a nod of thanks and a pleasant smile, and takes his arm as he escorts her to her quarters.

"Extravagant, dear ... truly, you needn't have gone to all the trouble just for me." she teased.

"Well, truly nobody as extravagent as you, my dear Dread Lady, has deigned my palaces worthy of their visitage. This palace has been rebuilt specifically for your stay." he said with a big toothy smile.

She arched an eyebrow at that.

"Well then, I truly am flattered." she said with her most charming smile.

Upon reaching their destination, she thanked him, said her farewells, dismissed his appology for needing to leave so soon with a gracious smile, and settled in.

Noting a pitcher of ice water and a fresh glass at a nearby desk, she chuckled.

First things first. She plugged in her laptop checked her messages, all too aware that any missives could and most likely sould and would be monitored. Having been guaranteed a secure line by Carlos did little to ease her mind - she knew she'd use any opportunity to her advantage, and expected the same from others.

Seeing all to her satisfaction, though not quite pleasure as she noted economic growth still stagnant, she logged off and went to freshen up and grab a brief rest, keeping an ear out for her expected security team to show up from the airport.

This should prove to be ... interesting. she thought with a smile.

[Iraqstan]

(OOC: a clarifying post here.)

Leaving Nathi to her room carlos smiles as he walks back to the car That went well, wasnt expecting her to be so....open and stunning but I handeled myself well

Nodding to the driver he pulls out the tape recorders that recorded every line of conversation they had and replayed it to see if he gave away too much or too little information, smileing with satisfaction he takes out a bottle of scotch and pours himself a drink. "What a character she is, shall be an interesting tour with her and Devon to entertain." Carlos grins into his glass and finishes his scotch as the car pulls up outside his private palace and heads straight to his offices to make some calls.

First check in with the intel group see if they picked up anything no doubt she's contacted home by now After recieving no reports of anything positive carlos hangs up and returns to reading tour suggestions and writing in his own. At the top of the list was a tour of the education camp 4431 one of the better finished camps with more comfortable and cozy housing.

A knock filters in through the hard wood door "Come in" Carlos calls and the door opens one of his top security officers walks in and salutes "President General sir, Devon Treznor is arriving." He informs Carlos who finishes up his paperwork and grabs his jacket and rushes out the door.......read other posts :P

[Treznor]

"Sir, I strongly object to this!" Yvonne says tightly, gripping her braided hair so hard that her knuckles are white. Everything about her body language shouts defiance, but her tone remains professional. "This may be friendly territory, but Iraqstan has suffered terrorist attacks recently! Going out alone, no matter how equipped the vehicle, is a security risk! I'd be negligent in my duty to allow it!"

Treznor says nothing as he zips up the black leather jacket and reaches for his riding gloves. Nice of Carlos to supply riding gear for me, and in my own colours to boot! Pulling the soft suede over his hands, he looks up and stares his chief of security in the eye. "Commander, we've been over this before. I'm going to take this baby for a ride, and nothing else is capable of keeping up with it. I know Reploid technology, and these Bandits are pretty damned slippery. You're welcome to follow me as closely as you're able, but I'm going out and I'm not going to wait for you. Also I'm at absolutely no risk of a terrorist attack. Don't ask me how I know this, I'm not going to tell you. You don't need to know. And last but not least, I'm the one who decides what your duties are. If I order you to stand down while I go off and enjoy myself, you are not negligent. On the other hand, if you attempt to hold me under house arrest I will not only have you replaced, I will have your replacement shoot you. Now, do you have anything else you want to say before I go for a spin?"

Yvonne opens her mouth angrily, pauses, and shuts it again.

"Very good. Now rather than standing there banging your head against the wall, I suggest you make sure the chase team is ready to go. Like I said, I am not waiting for you." Treznor lifts the helmet and slips it on. He's already starting to cook in all the leather covering his body, but he prefers that to risking his skin with anything lighter in the event he has to ditch the bike. Then he mounts the Bandit MKII, keys the ignition, guns the engine and takes off leaving Yvonne to curse at the air behind him.

Treznor turns left out of the entrance to the palace and opens up, accelerating the bike far quicker than is really safe. He laughs out loud at the sheer recklessness of the act, enjoying a rare opportunity to play hooky. He sends the motorcycle careening around slower traffic, dodging pedestrians and pushing southeasterly.

Somewhere around here there's an artillery field. Gotta be somewhere I can play with the extras on this baby. I thought the map said southeast, but I'm not seeing it.

He slows down for several traffic jams, cursing the delay and tempted to use the rocket launcher on the Bandit, but refrains. Burning wrecks will only slow him down more. On the other hand...

Sticking to lower gears, Treznor hops the curb and uses pedestrian paths, forcing local people to leap out of the way as he bypasses traffic. He hears shouts of people yelling at him, and can only assume that the words are rude. He grins in delight.

Now where the hell is that testing ground?

[Iraqstan]

Carlos sits in his office watching the security cams of a rather angry Commander and a positively joyous Devon argue before he zooms off on the MKII ooh, if only I could be less of a host and more of a flirt with that woman. He thought idly as he watched her organise a chase team.

Suddenly a knock comes from his door "Come" carlos called and in busteled one of his security chiefs saluting the chief speaks "Sir! someone is apparently terrorising the streets south east of the palace you gave to the treznor delegation, claiming a moter cyclist is using the sidewalks as his own road."

Carlos laughs heartily, "The poor man miss-read the map, southeast of his place was the OLD range, get an escort together and direct him to the real range, be careful as to not injure him but make it seem like he's being pursued I dont know how but get a message to him to follow you."

The security chief smiles and salutes, turns around and leaves the office. "my dear Devon you got lost and now we play chase I'm sure you'll enjoy this."

[Treznor]

Treznor meanders around the southern streets of Gothmog City, looking for the firing range that just doesn't want to let him find it. He keys the onboard computer to display a map in the lower left-hand corner of his helmet. Yes, he's where he intended to be. It's the range that's gone missing.

Okay, I like this bike. Note to self: favoured trading status to the Reploids. Their tech absolutely rocks. I wish I'd had this while Nath and I were playing spies in the Dominion.

A black helicopter flies overhead, swooping low to catch his attention. His fingers stray toward the surface-to-air missile firing key, but he again restrains himself. Looks like I've been a bad boy. Carlos seems to have sent someone to fetch me. He sees a soldier leaning out of the helicopter, gesturing for Treznor to follow.

Okay, if I can't fire off these toys, maybe I can have fun playing tag.

Treznor guns the engine again and takes off to the west, heading toward an industrial district he'd passed earlier. He touches another key and the helicopter's position is targeted on his map.

I really like this bike.

[Iraqstan]

The Helicopter getting a targetting lock on it, veers left and then returns to it's position, the officer gesturing to not shoot but notices the bike follows as instructed, altering their course and heading more properly into the industrial zones the helicopter accurately protrays the police force chasing the suspect whilst behind a multitude of Public Security Service bikes and vehicles clear the streets for their pursuit and ahead the civillian traffic has all but stopped.

(OOC: Will pick up when you get back :P)

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathicana yawned, stretched, and wiped the sleep from her eyes.

Mmmmm they have comfortable beds here. And that bath - just how many people did he think would be sharing it? she chuckled to herself.

She felt quite pampered - and was thoroughly enjoying it. Idly, she wondered just how many cameras Carlos had in this palace ... and shrugged.

Ah well ... a small payment for what I hope to get out of this deal. She couldn't help but grin at that.

Turning on the news as she usually did in the morning, she was suprised to see quite the commotion going on in the city. Live shots showed a rather familiar-looking style of bike, sans passenger sidecar, tear-assing around town, hotly pursued by both police and government forces.

That sure as hell isn't a potato gun mounted on that thing ... she thought, remembering back fondly to her misadventure in NY with Barry. Now THAT boy knew how to prank. she pondered with a grin.

She watched with mild curiousity as the biker expertly wove his way through the streets, her mischievous grin never fading. A particularly bold move made her laugh outright, then pause, looking closer.

Why don't they just shoot him? she thought, then after a considering pause, And why does that rider seem so ... familiar? Her eyes narrowed, speculating.

"Bah ... letting your imagination run wild, woman."

She kept the tv going, walking shamelessly over to where she'd laid out fresh clothing the night before, and pulled them on. At a knock from the door, she calmly said, "Enter."

Marik, his large frame filling the doorway, nodded respectfully.

"Ready when you are, my Lady. And yes, it would seem we are being monitored, but as per your requests, we've taken no action."

"Good man." she said, returning the nod. "I'll be ready in just one moment. She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled on her soft, low-heeled leather boots to where they fit snugly, just above the knee. Then she stood, tucking the tails of her loose white silk shirt into the black leggings, admiring the effect in one of the large mirrors.

"I'd forgotten to ask Carlos ... what sort of vehicles are at my disposal?" she asked Marik over her shoulder.

Nodding to the news broadcast, he chuckled. "Well, from a check of the garages, I can tell you that one just like that is sitting waiting ..." he trailed off.

She whipped around then, looking with narrowed eyes at the screen.

"It has to be. Carlos keeps too close a grip on these people to just allow that sort of thing, and the bike ... "

Her eyes lit up at the thought of a challenge.

Well well, Devon my dear ... perhaps we'll meet a touch sooner than I'd planned.

"Marik ... I'm going for a drive." she announced, grabbing a leather jacket from her bags and pulling it on. "Feel free to enjoy the city yourself for a bit ... and don't wait up."

Pushing her way past the man, she reached up to pat his cheek as he frowned.

"Now .. the garages?" she asked expectantly.

He pointed her in the right direction, knowing it was useless to argue.

[Iraqstan]

Watching nathi closely Carlos smiles Clever girl, of course I would be watching you, and so quick to deny removal of systems, something there hmm? No You heard she was married Carlos better call her before she leaves the palace.

Picking up the phone carlos begins dialing the numbers to get to any phone in the palace nathi was given smiling again as he sees the striking woman moving about.

If only, I were a little more bolder with my flirtations oh well business at hand, time to inform her of the bike and to tell her how to get to Devon.

Waiting for someone to pick up he absently jots down the name of the man who spoke to nathi intending to place a tail or two on him. After all I wouldnt be where I am today if i was trusting.....

[Treznor]

Treznor grins wildly as he jumps the bike over railroad tracks, cushioning the impact with his knees and speeding off again. As he expected, the helicopter is having no trouble keeping up with him, but the pursuit vehicles behind him aren't doing quite as well. Some of the bikes maintained a respectful distance, but can't seem to close.

Can't, or won't. Dammit, Carlos. I hope you're not spoiling my fun.

He swings through a roundabout, changes his mind at the last moment and takes an exit that brings him along a parallel course back the way he came. He experiences a moment of doubt as his knee brushes against the ground, but he recovers and speeds off. As he passes official vehicles at high speeds, he notes an expression of consternation on the face of one of the officers.

I'm sorry, am I going the wrong way?

He feels his face ache from grinning so much, and decides it's a small price to pay. The cobwebs from desk work are almost cleared from his brain.

I need to do this more often.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathi jogged down to the parking garage, and grinned widely as she saw the Reploid bike waiting for her.

My aren't we a fine machine ... She ran a gloved hand over the length of the bike appreciatively.

Zipping up her jacket, she swung her leg over, settled into the seat, and started it up.

Oh hell yes! she thought as the bike roared to life.

Taking only a moment to rev the engines a bit, she peeled out of the garage, and set off in the last direction the news had reported. Watching the sky for the chopper, she raced down the road, allowing her recently improved reflexes to push her skills to the edge and beyond, taking risks she normally would have at least thought about before trying.

Let's see if we can't at least catch sight of the boy ...

[Treznor]

After a half hour of playing tag with Iraqstani officials, Treznor finds the game getting old.

I suppose it's time to head back to the barn. Shame I never found that firing range.

He slows down to pay more attention to the map display on his visor when the computer displays a new target.

Whoa. Whoever that is, he's coming in fast. Gotta be on another bike. Maybe I'll stay in the water a little while longer.

He makes a sharp turn and adjusts his course to intercept the newcomer. It doesn't take long before a dark blur comes up from behind, shoots past, angles sharply and comes screaming to a stop he would have sworn was impossible.

And I thought I was reckless! he thinks as he brings his bike to a halt.

They pause for a moment, facing off and revving their engines.

He's a she. he notes with some pleasure. Can't hide those curves. Damned good scratch rider, too.

He releases the clutch and lets the engine lift the front tire as his Bandit accelerates. His opponent likewise accelerates, but keeps her wheels firmly on the ground. They rush at each other at high speed, Treznor grinning fiercely as the distance closes.

She'll flinch. She's gonna flinch. Come on, baby, turn! Turn! Oh shit!

He wrenches at his bike, desperately trying to turn it to the left at the last minute to avoid collision. To his amazement, the woman merely wiggles her mount slightly, twisting safely out of the way and remaining impossibly upright. He's not so fortunate, laying down his Bandit as he comes to a slow and painful stop.

He pauses for a moment, letting the adrenaline subside before sitting up and painfully wrestling his bike back up.

Ouch. That hurt. Who is that?

[Iraqstan]

Watching a live feed of the bike chase Carlos clucks to himself as Devon lays the bike to the ground and shakes his head That's gonna cost me breathing a sigh of relief as devon stands back up Carlos smiles and stares intently at the woman on the bike Your good, I must have a ride against you some time

Sitting back he watches the scenes play out.

OOC: hehe another time warp when nathi gets on I guess, all in good fun though :P

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Got you. She raced past Devon, swinging around in a sharp stop to face him, revving her engines.

So ... you want to play, boy? Lets see what you've got. Chuckling to herself at his show of bravado, she keeps her wheels down as she hunches close over the bike, enjoying the feel of raw power beneath her as the machine rushes forward.

Come on, Dev ... turn. Flinch, boy ... dammit, bend your stubborn neck! Don't make me kill you just yet! Her grin contorts to a snarl as the distance closes all too quickly.

He swerves off, and she relies on her new reflexes to compensate, wriggling out of the way and swinging her bike around to survey the damage in squeal of rubber on pavement.

She watches for a moment, letting out a breath she didn't realize she was holding as he gets up slowly, then rights his ride. Revving the engine once, she pulls forward slowly to just in front of him, stops, tips out the kickstand, and dismounts.

Her eyes travel over his body, noting his stance, his injuries, and the way his riding gear hugs his solid frame. Smiling, she casually removes her helmet, setting it in the crook of her arm, shaking out her long, dark hair.

"Hello, Devon. It's been a while."

[Iraqstan]

Watching the cameras closely Carlos smiles as nathi gets off her bike and takes her helmet off. God I wish i could be there, but cant let on I know about this....just yet, hmmm what should I do.... his eyes light up at the thought of a prank.

Swinging around he grabs his phone. "Sasha? excellent get onto the special iraqstani guard contingents down near devon and nathi, get them to pull up and try an arrest, lets see how much fun this could be.

If they refuse the arrest give chase and attempt to lead them both to the firing range please."

Getting a curt and respectful acknowledgement carlos returns to the video feeds and watches intently, waiting breathing lightly expecting the move....

[Treznor]

Treznor blinks stupidly for a moment, his mouth hanging with shock and disbelief. Nath? That's impossible! She's never been that good! No one is! Then remembering where he is, he snaps his teeth together and rips off his helmet while stomping up to her.

"What the hell do you think you were doing, woman? Of all the crazy, foolhearty, suicidal stunts I've seen you do, that takes the cake! How did you know you wouldn't lose control of the bike? I nearly went ass over kettle myself! Almost broke my neck! If something happened to you, I swear..."

He notes two things as he approaches her: his tirade isn't having the slightest effect on her; she reclines comfortably against the seat of her Bandit regarding him with that smug look of amusement he remembers from their past. The other thing that he notices is that she looks more beautiful than he's seen her in years. His mind is torn between anger at the way she recklessly endangered both of them and a rush of desire. A flush creeps up his neck and he cuts himself short abruptly.

He clears his throat awkwardly and extends his hand to her. "It's good to see you, Nath."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Good lord, I really think he was suprised. she chuckled to herself. And ... worried? That last bit he seemed more upset at the thought of me getting hurt than him actually scraping the pavement. Reminded me of ... She pulled that thought up short.

Just glad he seems to be ok.

She notices the way he looks at her, remembering all too well that same look he had so often all those years ago. Without really thinking about it, she takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly, shifting her stance to be just that much more ... provacative, without making it seem obvious.

Her heart was beating wildly at the thrill of the chase, the intensity of the moment, and, she had to admit, the heat in his eyes.

She extends her hand out to him with her most ravishing smile and a sly wink. Her eyes show all the emotion her calm exterior belies.

Gods but I've missed this.

As she opens her mouth to speak, her hearing picks up the approaching sounds of pursuit.

"Devon, trust me on this." She puts back on her helmet and swings back onto her bike. Noting his look, she lets out a vexed sigh. "At least this once?" She starts up the bike, revving it once.

"Get on. We're about to have company."

[Treznor]

Treznor flushes a little deeper, responding to her subtle provocations more than he'd like to admit. But her invitation confuses him.

"What's wrong? Company? My bike is a little scraped up, but it's fine. I can ride." As he speaks, he leaps over to where he'd thrown his own helmet to don it.

[Iraqstan]

"repeat be on alert, it seems they've been warned of your approach. Proceed with caution." was the tone of the message being played over Public Security Service Officer Carl Cololf's radio, as he and his partner sped towards the two bike riders. Behind them another 20 cars, 10 bikes and over head another 2 military grade helicopters scream along knowing full well the capability of the bikes and hoping to not have to do any damage.

Grinning to himself Carlos watches the new forces speed onwards and another monitor shows nathi telling Devon to hop on her bike, a bit distressed at the prospect of losing a bike to some civillian he quickly orders a collection of the bike and have it repaired and repainted eventually.

Sitting back he watches as the cars begin to slow down nearing the two nation leaders.

"There they are, slow it down and prepare to stop, lets see if they run." Carl said to his partner as the car slowly brakes to a stop.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"Dev, don't argue with me - I don't have time to explain. You saw yourself ... you're hurt, your bike isn't at tops ... " she trailed off lamely.

They could both hear the approach by now, and she pulled up closer to him with a lurch.

"I don't know what game Carlos is playing, but I don't plan to stick to his rules."

She patted the seat behind her as she flicked up her dark visor, looking at him intently.

"Please? I don't relish the thought of you eating pavement again."

[Treznor]

Treznor gives one last, longing look at his Bandit parked along the side of the road and hops on behind Nathicana. He sternly orders his body to behave itself and not respond to the warmly comfortable and familiar form in front. Then he wraps his arms around her waist and murmurs, "If you wanted a snuggle you could have just asked. This wasn't necessary."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"Shut up, boy, and just hold tight." she growls, peeling out.

Seeing security forces closing in both in front and behind, she quickly makes a decision.

"God I hope I can hold this together ... " she mutters, leaning down into the bike further, getting a good feel for it and the difference in handling with Devons additional weight.

The cars speed towards them. She maintains her course, repeating their little 'chicken' scene from earlier.

"They'll flinch. I know they'll flinch. Carlos couldn't afford to have us both dead in his country ..."

[Iraqstan]

Carl begins to watch his partner in earnest "your going to flinch right? The Boss said not to injure them in anyways so you better be preparing to flinch...." he mumbles as his partner roars in at the two on the bike.

Carlos sits forward Come on car flinch damnit flinch! watching the screen the car roars in at the two on the bike and carlos begins to hold his breath "They're not gonna make it, flinch damnit NOW!" as if hearing him the car suddenly swerves left out of the way of the bike behind them the other cars peel off and screech to a halt forming effectively an honour tunnel for the pair to ride through.

Oh thank god for that, commendations all round for that wonderful display Carlos thought as he collapsed into his chair breathing heavily.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She smiles fiercely, pouring on even more speed as she races in between the cars.

Feeling rather pleased with herself, she readjusts her grip on the handlebars and stretches ... which pushes herself back with a twist of her hips against Devon in a rather suggestive way.

You never could resist teasing him, could you? she chided herself, still grinning.

Checking the onboard map systems, she yells over her shoulder, hoping he can hear.

"Where were you going?"

[Treznor]

Treznor grins and squeezes a firm bit of flesh in easy reach, one of the ones he recalls she found particularly sensitive. Hmm...she's been exercising since we tussled last. Then he carefully reaches forward to the miniature dashboard and activates the Bandit's onboard comms.

"I was looking for a firing range to the southeast to play with the toys on these things, but I couldn't find it. I was heading back to the barn when I ran into you."

[Iraqstan]

Carlos sits watching the events and notices the little hand movements of Devon and smirks Damn boy why can't i be that bold? Pausing he watches as Devon activates the bike's comm unit reaching out he taps his own and gets confirmation of an intercepted transmission replayed he hears what Devon said. "Captain get a link into that com link and patch it through to here.

A few minutes pass and there comes back an affirmitive from the internal comm system and suddenly the roar of the bike and sirens is more louder than it is on TV. "Devon, Nathi my dears what ARE you doing?" Carlos asks grinning wildly.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She gasps in a mix of pleasure and suprise, keeping her hands on the grips and refraining from elbowing him for his daring.

Oh come on ... you asked for that one. Let it pass. She had to grin in spite of herself.

"Sorry," she says through the com, "didn't take the time to check out all the toys on this baby. Was too busy catching up with you."

Let him think what he wants about that.

"So ... is it back to my place, or to the range then, hmm?" she said coyly.

At Carlos' interruption, her voice goes cold.

"I could ask you the same thing, boy."

[Iraqstan]

hearing nathi's voice carlos laughs slightly "My Dears, you played chicken now we are playing tag, do not fret they wont harm you, I was trying to get Devon to follow them to the firing ranges but noooo, he had to play tag. So now if you would kindly follow them, I will see you there shortly ok?" Grinning again carlos watches the TV in hopes of seeing some sort of reaction.

[Treznor]

Treznor is about to respond to Nathicana's coy invitation when Carlos' voice interrupts.

"Devon, Nathi my dears what ARE you doing?"

Nathicana's cold response reminds him of days gone by when she would dress down a subordinate who failed in a particularly spectacular way.

"I could ask you the same thing, boy."

Treznor just smiles and squeezes Nathicana gently about the waist.

Carlos laughs slightly. "My Dears, you played chicken now we are playing tag, do not fret they wont harm you, I was trying to get Devon to follow them to the firing ranges but noooo, he had to play tag. So now if you would kindly follow them, I will see you there shortly ok?"

Treznor shrugs gently so as not to upset Nathicana's balance. "You're in the driver's seat. I think it would be rude to our host not to accept his invitation, but you did mention going back to your place...."

He leaves the implications of the suggestion unspoken.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Just like old times ... too much so. Almost spooky. she thought with a grin.

"Incorrigible," she chuckles. "Besides ... several days here ... time enough for all manner of activities." she says, leaving it open. "By the way, have you seen the baths in thse places?"

Oh, stop that, woman!

"Well Carlos, it seems we'll be seeing you shortly." She taps in her destination, and sharply turns the bike in the proper direction, somehow managing to wriggle her hips back against Devon in the process.

"I've a few things I'd like to talk to you about regardless." she says meaningfully.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos grins "Very well, my dears oh and please be mindful of your actions on that bike, there ARE children that watch the news you know" speaking impishly he leaves the rest unsaid "Very well, I will see you soon." clicking the comm off carlos fixes up his off duty styled clothes and heads out the door grabbing the keys to his bike.

Heading down to the garage he calls his security teams to tell them to keep a lose eye on the firing range and remain invisible to the three of them and also tells them to round up Marik and the commander that Devon bought as well as any teams they wish to put together and jumps on his bike helmetless he dons his sunglasses (light sensative eyes) and kick starts it roaring off he leaves his security team perplexxed and rushing to comply with his orders.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"Mindful of my ... children?" she sputters angrily.

Venting her frustration and irritation at being treated so, she speeds up further, pushing the bike to its limits, once more taking horribly dangerous risks as she cuts through traffic, zips along curbs, and jumps small obstacles.

[Treznor]

Treznor holds on tight as Nathicana performs more maneuvers he normally would have sworn were impossible. Gotta ask her about this. Soon.

"Hey, easy there Red. He means his children, not yours."

OOC: I don't really have much to say about this (the bantering with Nath could continue until the Universe expires in heat death or implosion or whatever theory gets you off), so I'll just take this opportunity to suggest an editorial fast-forward to wherever we want to be next. Treznor isn't driving, so I leave that to the two of you.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

ooc: heh ... was just speaking back his comments aloud - heavens, what a jump there. ;)
ic:

"You know damn well I don't have any ch ..." she growled back to Devon as they pulled into the range, cutting off the thought as she wondered just what he'd meant by that.

Red ... that's twice he's used that with me. Time to set him down, or ...

Seeing Carlos there waiting, she pulls up in a screeching halt, sliding the bike slightly sideways, one foot down to help maintain balance.

She waits for Devon to dismount before swinging her leg around quickly ... perhaps too quickly ... dismounting, and whipping off her helmet.

Looking to Carlos with eyes that glitter dangerously, she arches a brow.

"So ... what is it you wanted to show us, dear?" she said in a very cold voice.

Careful ... careful ... don't offend. You need his signature yet.

[Iraqstan]

Taking a slight step back from the spray of rocks and dust Carlos smiles and watches the pair dismount the bike.

"So ... what is it you wanted to show us, dear?" Nathi said in a very cold voice "Oh, nothing much was hoping since you two where having so much fun you wouldnt mind running a course or two for some fun, plus I wanted to see your reactiosn first hand as to the utter enjoyment I had watching this little scene." Carlos smiles over their shoulders as the police cars, military helicopters and military units pull up and fan out in parade ground fasion and he motions for them to walk with him.

"come come you must be dying in all that leather as charming and amazing as you both look, I have a limo for us enroute with air conditioning and fresh drinks, maybe we could take a quick tour of a special place for me. As I'm sure you both have recently observed I initiated a joint working force in the military industries, I was wondering if you'd both like to see one of those camps in action...and sample some of the products being built?" Carlos grins impishly and runs his eyes over Nathicana and Devon cooly from behind his glasses.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

I'll give you 'enjoyment', boy ... five minutes, alone, with my tools ...

She put on a smile that never reached her eyes, unzipping her leather jacket and swinging it off to lay it across the seat of the bike. Stretching langorously, for Devon's benefit as well as Carlos', she plucked at the silk shirt that was now clinging closely to her body, attempting to loosen it and get a bit of air.

"Whatever makes you happy, Carlos. I'm sure it would be quite ... enlightening. Devon?" she finished, turning to her onetime lover, tilting her head slightly in the direction of the limo.

ooc: sorry on the delay and getting to destination - late on this end, mind wandering.

[Treznor]

OOC: Damn these forum errors! I would have responded two posts ago if it had let me.

IC: Treznor removes the helmet and tosses it to Carlos. "You don't have to ask me twice. Nath, I was saying yesterday that air conditioning is the only real proof of civilisation." He unzips his black and silver jacket and shrugs it off, trying not to get distracted too much by Nathicana's preening.

"I'd love to see this demonstration. I brought along a couple of toys I thought I'd show to you folks, as well. I finally got my people to capitalise on the side-effects of our stealth technology."

[Iraqstan]

Smiling brightly and eyeing nathi behind his glasses with wonder, Carlos leads them over to the sleek black limo that pulled up and opens the door.

"By all means my friends come come, next stop Education Camp 4431's current work assignment, and some field tests of a new weapons system we've been designing."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathi looked at Devon sharply at the mention of his stealth project.

Did he manage to fix it? Damn that's going to steal my thunder a bit.

"That's alright my dear boy. Lets get you cooled off, shall we?" she said too sweetly to Devon.

"After all, you know what they say - if you can't take the heat ..." she trailed off, shooting Devon a meaningful look as she followed Carlos to the waiting limo.

Weapons system ... this should prove interesting.

[Iraqstan]

smiling all the time Carlos opens the door and lets the pair preceede him into the limo nodding to security chiefs who in turn spin around and hurry off he smiles. "Oh I took the liberty of collecting your two companions, Marik for you nathi and Yvonne for you Devon they will be following us to the test site and you can catch up with them when we arrive.

[Treznor]

Treznor waits for Nathicana to precede him into the limousine before hopping in and reveling in the cool air. "Hmm...decadence. It's good to be the king."

He quirks an eye at Nathicana, noting with pleasure the way her shirt clings to her. "Well, I recall the kitchen getting too hot once before, which is why I was forced to disappear. But I think I've gotten better at walking on fire, and that's why I'm back."

He nods happily to Carlos. "Thank you for that, Carlos. I know Yvonne is still purpling the air over the way I left her and the others behind. That devotion to duty thing again. I hope you haven't been tormenting her too much. She's a sensitive soul, that one."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She settles in, getting comfortable as she nestles back into the seat, drawing her knees up under her somewhat, and turning to face Devon and Carlos more fully.

"Do fetch me a drink, dear? Water would do nicely." She gestured to the beverage cabinet, smiling at Devon thoughtfully.

"And yes, I believe you have gotten better. Will be interesting to see how much so."

I'm certain Marik will be all smiles, as usual ... and Yvonne? Lets see just what sort of lady he has watching over him so ... devotedly.

"Carlos - please, a little background on your system?" she said as they drove.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles and enjoys the view of nathi like Devon was and chuckles, "My friend I have been enthralled with your escapades through my city, to torment dear Yvonne. Quite impressive some of the things you pair pulled off on those bikes. Oh and the abandoned one is being retrieved and repaired as we speak." Carlos hops into the car and sighs as he hits the cool air. "Such bliss I have in this life." Nodding to the driver he closes the door and the car pulls out, around them police units fall into security formations and the helicopters pull up and away.

"Now for a surprise I'm taking you both to one of 100 new launch facilities being built in strategic places around Iraqstan, you'll forgive me if I decline from answering too many questions about these sites, but by the end of the tour you'll understand. Let me tell you a bit about the Education Camp we'll be seeing at this place, every year or so the military heads out and rounds up 5,000 men and young men to begin working in our military industries, these are rounded up from villiages whom live entirely off of the government supplying them housing, food and water due to the fact generations before them have worked in our military factories, they head to a trianing camp which I wont show due to it's current crowded state and recieve intensive training in the art of military production. Then when that is finished they are sent to one of the numerous factories around Iraqstan, Isla Quatio and Um Lizaa to begin mass producing military weapons, machines and what have you. When they reach the factory they relinquish their names and work tirelessly to produce some of the finest military items in the world."

As carlos explains all this the limo twists and turns throughout the countryside leaving the city behind and heading somewhat inland towards a massive towering building surrounded by a large wall and patroled by hundreds of troops. "As a bonus you'll also get to look inside the Command and Control FAcility for this part of my empire's droid infantry since the launch site we are going to is based in this area. I might even be able to arrange a meeting with our somewhat finished AI NADOHS who is turning out to be quite the work of art."

Carlos quietens down and lets it all sink in and smiles at them both.

[Treznor]

Devon waits for Carlos to respond to Nathicana's request for water. When he realises that it isn't going to happen, he bows to the inevitable and pours a glass to hand it over.

As Carlos outlines the details of his project, Treznor's mind mulls over the numbers and scope being described. He begins to grasp the immensity of the labour and research involved, and internally flinches.

I'm still far, far out of my league here. My empire is pretty strong, but no matter how strong I might be right now I wouldn't even be a bump in the road to a nation like this. I hope Nath remembers that. We're just pilot fish swimming with the sharks. We're okay so long as we remember they have teeth.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She takes the glass with a nod and a smile. Any victory, however small, gave her a little thrill when it came to that man for some reason.

Damn Carlos ... I do not like being kept off balance like this. Those numbers ... gods, those projects. Would never work in the Dominion. Not like that.

Curious, she peered out the window at the building they were fast approaching, and not for the first time, felt a bit cold.

As charming and indulgent as he seems ... he's no fool. Flexing his muscles here. A reminder not to get too uppity with him. And there is the contract ...

She took a long, slow sip, focusing on the both of them, for entirely different reasons. Sitting this close she was able to breathe in Devon's scent - a clean mix of leather, heat, and ... him. That brought up anew all sorts of memories she was not entirely sure how to feel about.

"That's quite impressive, Carlos." she says softly, glancing only briefly at Devon, then shifting her attention firmly back on the Iraqstani leader, pushing aside her perplexing thoughts as best she could wilst sitting so close to the source.

"This should be an enlightening visit."

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles sweetly and looks out the window pride creeping into his voice "This building was built at the height of my father's rule over these lands, the AI I spoke of was originaly named R8-CHL or Rachel after the head scientist of the project who sadly killed herself after my father died" Carlos looks down slightly blinking back tears

"The economic boom the divine empire has is largely because of my father's knowledge of international business and productivity, now I handel things as best as I can and advance the already highly done nation. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really doing any good....."

Suddnely as if he realises he's speaking too personally he looks up and smiles again "The facility ahead is immense, controling not only our infantry droids but acts as part of the space center's communications and sattelite guidance system, it's one of a few central positions of our early warning, anti-misisle and anti air systems, as well as one of 5 command facilities for the Sattelite Based Defense Systems in geo-syncronous orbit around Iraqstan.

The system we will be seeing today is a new design given to us by a friendly arms provider, it's a stealth grade Inter-Continental Cruise Misisle, and I feel it will be quite decisive in Iraqstan's Nuclear, Biological and Chemical weapons deterrant program we have begun to extend."

Smiling again he flicks his eyes between Nathicana and Devon taking in both their reactions, body language and subtle looks There's something more here than mere friends with these two.... he thinks to himself as he reaches for his usual glass of scotch.

[Treznor]

Treznor shakes his head as he listens to Carlos' self-recriminations. "Your father would be proud of the nation you've built in his memory. I know I'm in awe of it. If you weren't at least as capable as he was, everything he built would have crumbled into dust. Read up on the empires created by Alexander the Great and Genghis Kahn. They're all the example you need to prove you're doing just fine with Zelgado's legacy."

As Carlos describes what they're about to see, he suppresses a shiver.

Stealthed cruise missiles? Is that what he's doing with my tech trade? Biological weapons? Dear gods, what have I gotten myself in for? First Frederick suckers me into his terrorism scam, and now I'm allied with someone actively researching banned weapons? Dear gods, I'll get crucified in the UN if this comes out. I'll just have to hope for plausible deniability if it leaks.

He reaches for Carlos' good scotch and pours himself three fingers.

Even on vacation I can't get away from work.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Tears? And ... doubt? But is he sincere, or is this a ploy to get me to let down my defences? Her thoughts wavered back and forth on that point as she listened.

Her eyes went wide at the mention of the current systems as well.

If I could just get hold of the plans ... my dear, you may be getting in over your head. Walk carefully here. Damn, the implications of he and Devon working together truly makes me cringe. That boy is entirely too resourceful by half, and allied with this sort of power ... She bit her lower lip nervously without thinking. A sure sign of her discomfort.

Observing Devon pour himself a stiff drink, her brow furrowed.

And it seems I'm not the only one nervous here ... that can't be good.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles at Devon's comments and hides a few tears that run down his face and watches them both intently Nathi is biting her lip and Devon my friend a strong drink? hmmm perhaps they are sufficiently off put now

"Your words are kind my dear friend, but one cannot discount luck without it coming around to bite one on the butt later" chuckling he finishes his drink and smiles. "Enough about me, what did you think of those bikes?"

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"Second opportunity to experience, first time to drive one of the Reploid models. Very impressive, my boy. A joy to drive ... made everything almost effortless. Have pondered buying some myself."

She shot a sly glance at Devon, hoping to judge his reaction, and rather glad for the topic change.

You let too much show in your effort to show off, she chided herself.


ooc: outies for night/morning? *grins* will pick this back up - give others chance to post.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles and nods "Yes they are wonderful machines, I regularly use at least one of them a day it's quite invigorating. I must say the populace doenst drive or go outside when I'm on the things, for some reason they fear me" Carlos shrugs slightly and looks innocently about him.

OOC: everyone leaving me :( but hehe it's fun

[Treznor]

Treznor swallows the last of his scotch and reaches for more. Wow, that's smooth.

"I love that bike. I'm familiar with Reploid technology, but I'd never had the pleasure of driving one before. I'm sold. I'm going to buy a fleet of 'em for my police. If nothing else, they'll have fun handing out speeding tickets!"

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathi chuckles, giving Devon a sidelong glance as she sips her water quietly.

"Have to admit ... you did look rather good on it, boy." she says softly.

"And I'm sorry, Carlos - but had you wanted our attention earlier ... there are more effective, and less costly ways to do it. I do hope we didn't cause too much of a stir downtown?" she smiled innocently.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos laughs softly "There were other ways, indeed you missed my phone call to your palace as you were leaving my dear nathi, and for me to get to devon I would of had to give up the charade of enforcing law in my own city, plus it was highly fun to watch you both run circles around my police forces.....I think more training is needed for them.

But yes the reploid products are the highest quality I have ever seen, and I must say you both looked stunning on them" Carlos winks at them both and looks away for a moment as one of the car passengers whispers in his ear and he smiles as he's handed some ID cars.

"Now for our trip into the facility you will both require these to access most of the areas of the facility should you get lost, there area few high level places that are too dangerous for you to be allowed into but other than that the facility is open for your prying eyes and espionage witts" Grinning mischeiviously Carlos hands each one an ID card and sits back watching as the limo pulls into the gates of the huge compound.

[Treznor]

Treznor smiles at Nathicana's compliment and winks quickly, signalling that he appreciates the compliment and returns it.

He grins as he accepts Carlos' compliment with equinamity, hiding his expression behind the glass of scotch. Okay, that's enough alcohol for now. Then he accepts the card and pins it on.

"Espionage? Us? Why Carlos, whatever gives you that idea?"

[Iraqstan]

Carlos chuckles and grins "That idea? Only the fact it's what I would be doing if I were in your place" chuckling again carlos replaces his glass on the drink holders and looks over at nathi. "My dear you were impressive on that bike I must say, how did you manage to keep that thing upright though those tricky and dashing manuevers?" clucking to himself he gives off a wink and leans back and mutters to the driver.

"Excellent we are almost there, once we arrive you can catch up with your security chiefs and what have you and we'll organise the tour and test launch for you, that will take a few minutes I do apologise for that we have been having some troubles recently with the launch silo and I think we might of finally got it."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathi blushes slightly at Devon's wink and smile, but quickly tries to hide it behind another long sip of her water.

Dammit.

She composes herself, and flashes one of her most winning smiles at Carlos.

"Why, my dear ... I'd no sooner spy on you than I would my own sainted mother - god rest her soul."

"As for the riding ... well, lets say that trauma like that incident at my villa some time back tends to focus one more on the here and now. I'd say I'm ten times the woman I was before that unfortunate experience with the dissidents." She delivered that last with a sly grin and brief glance at Devon, knowing he knew the whole thing had been a cover up.

"That and years of practice, of course. I've always had a passion for bikes."

Among other things ... Ah, if only Devon knew. Ten times indeed. And then some. She chuckled softly to herself, taking another slow sip, eyeing them both over the rim of her glass with eyes alight with mischief.

[Iraqstan]

Grinning slightly as the limo pulls up Carlos opens the door "Well now, we'll just have to see how good those reflexes are one day hmm my dear?" grinning slyly carlos throws her a wink and slides his glasses back on before stepping out of the limo. "But for now I do believe we have arrived, and by the looks of it Devon your dear commander is ready to chew me up and might digest me for being me.....perhaps you can save me?" chuckling carlos holds the door open for nathi and Devon to hop out smiling the entire time.

Reflexes and training, maybe I should see your personal trainer about some training regimes for my people, the way you rode that bike.....

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She gives Carlos a considering, almost hungry look at the thought of competition, stepping gracefully out of the limo.

"Well my dear, I am here for an extended period. Should you wish a contest of sorts, such as swordplay or fencing? Or perhaps some unarmed sparring? I would be more than happy to put you through your paces." She looked back over her shoulder at Devon as she finished pinning on her ID.

"In fact ... perhaps the three of us could engage in a bit of friendly competition? I dare say, on a good day I'll wager I could take you both."

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she deliberately dangled the inuendo before them, watching Devon for a reaction.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos barks out a crisp laugh and shakes his head "I would be the fool to believe I could win, but more the fool I am I might take you up on that offer some time, even if dear Devon doesnt join in, I'm sure we could make some wonderful bruises." grinning impishly carlos opens his arms wide and spins around sun glinting from his glasses "Behold the pulse of Iraqstan, The Command and Control Facilit, next destination inside and building wide air conditioning."

Grinning again he moves to the side as the two different security details appear, off to the side a major stands motioning for Carlos to come over "If you'll excuse me I have to attend to something but do take the time to catch up with your security details" Nodding slightly Carlos moves off and begins talking with the major.

[Treznor]

Treznor smiles at the reference to the incident at Nathicana's villa, but says nothing. It wasn't my fault you lost the Raphael, nor my team's. They wouldn't have set the explosives if they hadn't been pursued so unexpectedly. He pours ice water for himself and refills Nathicana's glass.

When he steps out of the limousine after Nathicana, he stops to admire the spectacular complex that Carlos is so proud of. Forced to squint in the sun he looks up to the top of the pyramid and makes some quick estimates. Has to be at least fifty stories, if it's an inch.

Nathicana's bantering brings him back to the matters at hand, and he returns her look. Sparring, eh? She's being coy again. It looks good on her; reminds me of when we worked together. She's got that cat-ate-the-canary look on her face, too. She's got a surprise she can't wait to spring on us. "Challenge accepted, of course. May I suggest we wait until we get up to the station? We can make it interesting with a zero-gee tournament. I've always wanted to try that." Plus, it'll offset my strength advantage. He pauses, thinking of his intelligence reports. If I still have one, that is.

Treznor swings his head around to see Yvonne marching grimly toward them just as Carlos predicted. Ooh, she's mad as a hornet. I'm in for it when we're alone, that's for sure.

He suppresses a grin. Oh, but it was worth it!

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathi looked around, clearly impressed, nodding to Carlos almost absentmindedly as she surveys the grand structure.

Now this is what I want to get my hands on ...

Hearing Devon respond, she shoots him a grin, wriggling her eyebrows impishly.

"Done. I look forward to it, boy."

She followed his gaze to the woman stalking towards them, Marik following in his usual casual swagger, looking neither impressed, nor angry, nor anything else.

I swear ... nothing phases the man.

She had to admit, she liked him that way.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos walks over to the major who salutes, returning the salute Carlos nods, "What is it major?" he asks and the major looks up and nods "Sir, we managed to get the launch facility up and running and the missiles are ready to go, but we have some concerns over these people being inside the command center, what if they slip into the bio-labs and find out what we are studying down there..." he asks quietly, carlos chuckles and pat the major on the back, "Tierce my friend you are too cautious for your own good, their cards dont give them access to that area and I intend to keep my eyes in my head for longer than the rest of the day" chuckling again carlos looks over at the two security chiefs. "Tell me Tierce what info did you get on those two? specifically Marik, he's entirely too casual for a security chief." Tierce looks over and frowns "Nothing much so far sir, and we are having difficulties getting into the Dread Lady's information systems since her laptop is hidden.

Carlos sighs and nods, "Very well, is that all?" getting a nod Carlos walks back to the gathered people and puts on his host face smiling brightly watching Nathi intently wondering again who she is and why she is so quick to want space on his station Devon I'm assuming wants space so he can get a line on stuff from me, but nathi? never has someone like her taken an interest in my activities, what is going on here. There cant be a simple coincidence these two, both seemingly known to each other have taken a sudden interest in my space station...Watch yourself Carlos that bio-lab and the biological warfare areas are close....

[Treznor]

Treznor saunters up to Yvonne, daring her with his expression and body language to scold him. "Status report, Commander?"

Yvonne set her jaw firmly and saluted him in parade form. "All present and accounted for, Your Majesty. Security has been inspected and passed. We'll be far more restricted than I'm comfortable with, but as you say, we're guests here."

Treznor flinched internally, but schooled his face to not let it show. Ooh, that was low. She's mad, all right. He returned the salute with equal formality. "Excellent, Commander. Keep me appraised of any changes. Dismissed."

He watched her stalk off to rejoin the rest of his security team and sighed internally. She's really very cute. It's a shame she's so uptight. She could be quite entertaining if only she'd relax a little.

He went to find a glass of water to rehydrate himself.

[Iraqstan]

Walking back over Carlos stands beside Devon and watches Yvonne and whisles "Damn boy, she gets better by the day seriously what genetic modifications did you do to her to remove the kindness behind the beauty?" chuckling Carlos pats Devon on the back "I do apologise about the heat my friend we'll be inside shortly"

And then I have to wonder if they will attempt to weasel info out of me, I'll definately have NADOHS watch them constantly...

[Treznor]

Treznor sighs dramatically. "It wasn't me. She came out of the wrapping like that. Like I said before, too damned professional. If I could genetically modify her, I'd raise her body heat to thaw her out a bit."

He pauses for a moment, regarding Carlos suspiciously. "Mind you, that was just a joke. I can never be sure around people like you."

He tosses off the rest of his water and sets the glass aside. "Oh, don't apologise about the heat. I just have to be careful about not dehydrating, especially after that excellent scotch of yours. Who's your supplier?"

[Iraqstan]

Carlos laughs loudly at the comment "Aaah my dear friend, I would never dream of doing anything to her unless you let me, of course there are many things she could do and i'd submit to them happily" grinning impishly carlos chuckles again "The scotch comes from a local brewery here fascinating blend smooth, delicious and perfect I'll have a few bottles purchased for you to enjoy on your trip home after all this."

smiling again Carlos walks towards Nathi a sly grin on his face and a bounce in his step.

It's good to be alive, but time to fish for more information

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nathicana was busy whispering quietly back and forth with Marik, who had to lean down considerably on account of his height.

She noted the exchange between Devon and Yvonne out of the corner of her eye, and grinned slyly.

At Carlos' approach, he straightened slowly, the hint of an amused smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Nathi, however, shot Carlos a brief suspicious look, before smoothing it over into a charming smile.

She gave Marik a curt nod, and he stepped back to lean against the car, face never registering anything more than the slightly amused and casually unconcerned look he had about him.

"Something on your mind, Carlos?" Nathi said, tilting her head.

If only I can get away for a moment ... might be somewhere I can jack into the system and have a peek ...

[Iraqstan]

Carlos frowns slightly over at Marik and shrugs dismissing it "Something wrong? no just making sure things are ok before we head in, I must apologise for keeping us waiting outside like this but we are having some technicalities with the bi...with some things inside and the entire place is in an uproar." Looking perplexed he quickly nods towards marik "I take everything is ok? no problems with the palace, or my people?" looking back to nathi Careful boy, your getting nervous.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

My, my ... nervous as a whore in church, she chuckled. Was it something I said, or are you still not sure our presence is worth the bragging rights you'll get showing us what little you will?

Marik had things well in hand back at the palace. With the time he'd had while she was out chasing Devon, he'd managed to loop some of the cameras, giving her a bit more privacy. He had found and eliminated a number of bugs - she was suprised at the number of them and the expert way they'd been hidden. Carlos was no slouch.

"No problems whatsoever my dear Carlos." she assured him, looping her arm through his.

"You've truly spoiled me on this trip - I appreciate it. Now ... this facility of yours ..." she trailed off, leading him over towards Devon. "What exactly are you planning on showing us, hmm?"

Behind her, Marik quietly leaned back up off the car and followed at a respectful distance.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos smiles sweetly and hides the frown creeping back onto his face and pats nathi's hand softly and looking over his shoulder slightly "Oh, nothing much some surprises that can wait and we might be able to see NADOHS in it's awake period if the techs are not digging into the brain again.

After the tour of the facility, we'll be heading to the launch facility which is just over there" pointing with one hand back accross Nathi's line of view carlos turns his head and catches a quick glimpse of Marik following and grins to himself Trust it seems is not something these people take for granted looking in the direction the building he points at sits dormantly in the sunlight.

"Of course my dear, you must forgive me if I refrain from answering some of the questions about the facility, due to operational security and the fact I'd be lynched if any thing got out" smileing sweetly he looks back over at Devon.

[Treznor]

Treznor watches the exchange with a mix of amusement and dismay. They're posturing. Both of them are hiding something and they don't want the other to guess. Am I the only one on vacation, here?

He smirks slightly. Oh, Carlos is gonna skin me alive for this one.

"Come on, kids," he says, draping an arm around both their shoulders. "Let's get this show on the road. If they're not ready for us by now, they never will be."

[Treznor]

Devon Treznor becomes aware of a presence behind him. He turns his head and finds Yvonne approaching with a phone in her hand.

"Sir," she says, offering the device. "Minister Vitner is on the line for you. I reminded him you're on vacation but he insists that it's urgent."

Devon nods apologetically to his peers and turns to accept the phone. "That's okay, Yvonne. Ben is an exception." He steps away to have a brief conversation.

"What's up, Ben? Yeah, I saw your report about it. They what? All of them? They're saying what? On television, no less? Yeah, that's big. Check it out, personally. If it goes swirly, I want you there for damage control. These guys are too big to insult casually. Keep it quiet, Ben. You know what to do."

Treznor hangs up and hands the phone back to Yvonne. "Thank you, Yvonne. If Ben calls again, put him through immediately." He turns to rejoin the others.

"Sorry about that. Somebody got caught dipping their hand into the candy jar."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Nodding, she smiles at Carlos, anxious to get a peek into the inner workings of his facilities. She chuckles as Devon puts an arm around them both.

"Indeed - lead on, Carlos."

After the brief interruption, Nathi arches a brow and looks Devon over, consideringly on his return and comment.

Cookie jar? Problems at home, my dear?

"I do hope you were able to take care of things, boy." she said quietly. "If that is the case, then by all means, lets continue."

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"By the by," she said as they walked along.

"You two certainly have been busy here. That terrible incident with the ah ... 'accident' in the not so distant past? Terrorists, I believe?"

She paused briefly.

"That has been dealt with, I take it?" she asked innocently, though her eyes twinkled with mischief.

[Treznor]

Treznor clears his throat and grins.

"Yes, well, I'm just providing humanitarian aide there. I'm given to understand that the threat has passed, but it isn't my fight. You'll have to ask Carlos. Right, old man?"

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She grins at them both slyly.

"Indeed. Humanitarian aid."

Putting on an air of casual unconcern, she studies her nails.

"Truly interesting photos of the area, if I do say so myself. Amazing what one can ... pick up on, when one watches closely. Wouldn't you say so, Carlos my dear?"

Yes, I know he took care of things with Anaya, but ... I do so love to see them squirm a bit.

[Iraqstan]

coughing into his hand to hide his surprise Carlos flushes red for a second before regaining his composure "Yes, quite interesting what photos can tell, but the threat has been contained and we are still unfortunately gathering the evidence needed to justify some sort of action against the suspect nation. By gathering I of course mean sorting out everything we have to make it presentable to the international community."

It's hard enough to get that HAZMAT suite to look right and the photos will take some fine touches but they can be done

Putting his arms around both he smiles again "Please please, this way into the heart of an Iraqstani military center and quite possibly the most advanced system in this part of the world"

Walking up to the doors the Special Iraqstani Guards snap to attention and salute Carlos and company as they pass through the doors into a well air conditioned and high ceilinged building as they look up the facility expands upwards with floor after floor of bustling activity the roof a mere speck of glint above them can barely be seen and all around them military officers and scientists rush about to show their productivity to the now watchful eye of their leader.

"My friends and security personel, welcome to the Gothmog City Command and Control facility. On each floor are people tasked with monitoring threat assesments, security divisions and active hostilities with remaining rebel cells inside and around gothmog city and iraqstan herself off to our right the door there leads to a secured facility which I will not give too much information on. To the left is the NADHOS labs where our techs are putting the final touches to it and directly ahead leads to a prototype computer lab.....there's nothing in there except some old ideas that a tech got to work"

Chuckling Carlos lets them take in the sights whilst stepping back to take them all in with his gaze. she shocked you with that last comment, keep it together kid nobody here will stick a knife in your back....unless they really want too

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Got you there, didn't I, boy? Making it presentable indeed. I'm certain Anaya will give you ample assistance there, the clever minx. she thought with a smile.

Allowing herself to be led into the building, she looked around appreciatively at the site. The old computer lab that Carlos so casually brushed aside particularly caught her attention, however.

This is an advanced facility ... perhaps a jack there? she pondered thoughtfully. But how to get myself away long enough to sneak a peek in there ...

"I ah ... hate to be indelicate, but ... you do have a ladies room close by, I hope?" she chuckled, blushing slightly. "It was a long drive, and well ... "

She waited patiently for Carlos to direct the way, hoping it might lay in the general vicinity of the lab.

[Iraqstan]

Carlos laughs casually, and smiles "I must apologise my dearest Nathicana, by all means the ladies room is just over there" Pointing between some computer consoles on the wall beside the old lab a door can be seen with the universal lady with a dress symbol on it.

"If you want we can continue on with the tour and you can catch up any one of the people here can tell you were we are."


OOC: and yay it's a nathi :)

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"Excellent. I'll be right with you boys - don't get too far ahead now."

She quickly walks towards the ladies room, glancing back once over her shoulder before entering the door.

This couldn't have possibly worked out better. she thought with a smile.

[Iraqstan]

Watching her go Carlos frowns slightly and shrugs turning back to his companions he smiles "Come this way we'll look at the sattelite control systems then venture on into the NADHOS labs."

Leading the way Carlos leads them through the doors to the left and into the sattelite control room just before the NADHOS labs.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Taking note of the camera placements, at least the ones she can see, she makes a quick, quiet phone call to Marik, who has been waiting where she left the group.

He walks nonchallantly over to place himself in the best possibly position to screen her as she exits quickly from the restroom to the lab.

This isn't going to work ... they'll notice, and I'll be busted ... but I just have to see ...

As soon as she's in, she looks around for any available place to jack in, hoping she's remembered enough from her brief experiences and what Unity was able to show her to make her way around and gather any intel she can from the system if she finds one.

[Iraqstan]

The room Nathi enters is a large computer lab with a spot infront of one of the computers that seems out of place in any normal lab, above the computer consoles itself a sign says Prototype Neural connection.

The room is devoid of standard computer interfaces and some pictures hang on the wall of people that like most others in this country are unfamiliar and strange.

Back with the group Carlos and co fail to see Marik leave as they continue their study of the Sattelite control system and listen to the tech's explaining the system.

OOC: take it from here nath TG'd ya so hope all goes well :) I'd do a tech person but I aint smart enough for that science stuff ;P enjoy!

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

You have got to be kidding me.

She looked around quickly, wondering if this could be a set up of some sort. It couldn't be this easy.

Seeing nothing amiss ... she quickly made her way over, sat down, took the jack, and plugged in.

The now familiar falling sensation still made her stomach feel ... funny. Finding herself in a non-sculptured system, she decided to flex her skills and manifested as a glowing, non-descript female humanoid.

Greedily, she sought out any information packets she could easily access, doing a quick scan of the contents, and logging away details as she'd been trained to do for ages. She then turned her attention to less 'common' pathways, seeing which she could access without too much trouble.

Having no computer of her own to work with or store files away on, she relied on her own memory to continue 'jotting down notes', all the while mentally timing herself so as not to draw too much attention to her absence.

[Iraqstan]

the system whilst rudimentary works well enough and pathways open to nathi are boundless except two or three which seem to be locked doors so to speak behind them quite possibly exist some of the top secret data that Iraqstan has developed over the years.

As for information available to her general security details being sent orders droid patrols in the compound and even data on where and what the Iraqstani spy satellites are watching at this moment in time.

A fleeting transfer of data from one section to the other hints at a program of great interest but most of it's info is hidden away...something worth investigating?

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

And investigate she does.

Tracking the trail of info packets on the subject, she tries to piece together what little she can, then tentatively probes the security on the files, veeling it out.

You can't be serious. You're no hacker ... going to get yourself fried if you keep this up.

[Iraqstan]

The Security seems rather light for such a file but then the system its in has never had to deal with someone breaking in from inside the facility the security once inside is rather light and easily avoided if the correct key can be found....

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Rummaging through the system with little finesse, she searches for the key that will unlock the files she's trying to access.

You know, you really should have paid closer attention ... AND gotten a few more lessons before you tried a stunt like this ... time, woman, you're running out of time ...

She focused on the task at hand, knowing the information she needed had to be there somewhere.

Key ... just need the key ...

[Iraqstan]

An open message is sent from the recieving station which can be easily read asking for the decryption key for this particular file it is sent back and burning there in the view of nathi are the numbers 0245 (OOC: Zelgado's birthday) such minimal security for files is one thing but to send that sort of key through the system unguarded....clearly the Iraqstani techs dont fear their security systems weakness......

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Heh ... your overconfidence is your weakness ... she chuckled to herself, quite pleased with the turn of events.

Using the proper code, she accesses the files, anxious to see what it is that had been hidden with such tantalizing clues.

Perhaps this key might work on other locked files?

[Iraqstan]

The file she opens contains data on one of Iraqstan's programs to expand their influence over nations. A complete list detailing arms shipments money transfers and assasinations all planned for some time in the future also attached were divisions of infantry droids, planes and naval units to be used.

The key whilst seemingly unimportant has a big importance to the president general and thus stands a good chance at being used to access some of the locked doors nathi saw before....

OOC: back in 15 minutes

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

ooc: Please tell me there is something I can copy this info to ... blank disk, anything ... :shock: Or barring that ... direct transfer to my own laptop or office comp back in the Dominion. Is hooked up, after all ...

[Iraqstan]

OOC: there should be a disk beside you and if that fails and you really want to run the chance of being discovered you can establish a link to your laptop if it's up and running :.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Disk ... copy ... gods, cannot believe this info ...

She makes copies of anything she can, then tries using the key on the other locked areas, hoping for continued success.

Carlos my dear, I think I'm going to have all the bargaining power I want now ... you're mine.

[Iraqstan]

using the key again nathi gains access to one of the sections the other blares out a access denied code out of date warning. The other section opens up before her and spills out data on official Iraqstani held nuclear, chemical and biological weapons exact numbers placements of ICBM silos, ICCM silos and inventory of air craft based warheads. It also lists a research project for building and launching orbital based missile launchers with a note stating the project is on hold until funding and designs can be properly organised.

The seemingly endless stream of data on the weapons courses along waiting to be picked up a file containing research and progress of a modified version of AIDS is located and proves quite interesting.

In the satellite lab

Carlos looks around and hmmms "Has anyone seen Nathi?" looking around worried he flags a tech and whispers "Send an alert through the system to all available security stations we might of lost a person, have them check outside the building and the upper floors she might of forgot to ask one of the people to show us where we are."

The tech nodding rushes to his terminal and sends the message off.

Neural Connection Lab

Amid the flow of biological, chemical and nuclear weapons data designs for prototype atmosphere/space capable fighters are laid out, secret classified data on test subjects for the effects of different chemicals and torture methods, also listed as classified are the plans for two of Iraqstan's aircraft the IK-01 Hellfire and a klamath built ZA-28 supersonic interceptor. The Big catch of the design plans is a tank flagged as ready for prototyping a spider legged tank which from the specifications and data is automated and has plans for installing a semi-sentinent AI as controler. The techinical read outs spill into view listing it's power supplies and what not.

Flowing along with the data comes a pulse of emergency a transmission to all Security stations to look for the Dread Lady Nathicana who appears to be missing, replies come back indicating all available troops will begin searching for her.....

OOC: I think you have enough now :P

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

Wrapping up quickly, she bundles the info into a neat package and sends it off in two different directions after making copies to the disk.

One she sends to her computer back in the Dominion. The other, she sends to Jas.

A third dummy packet, she sends to her laptop back in the palace she's been staying at. Nothing of real value is in that one, and she hopes that it will help cover her tracks - she knows she's been less than delicate here.

Still reeling from the impact of the info she's gained, she slips back out of the system, falling back into herself, jacking out, and quickly scurrying for the door.

She slips out from behind Marik, slipping him the disk which he quickly tucks into an inside pocket on his jacket. Making a show of coming out of the ladies room she takes his arm, and briskly walks towards the nearest tech, asking directions to Carlos and Devon.

Her face is flushed with excitement - this was simply too much for even her to contain. Still on Marik's arm, she quickly makes her way in the direction noted by the tech, trying to not look quite so pleased with herself.

My, my ... we have been a naughty boy, haven't we, Carlos?


ooc: I should bloody well say so, boyo - ye gods! You are suicidal! *sinister laughter, stage left* Actually, with that, I'm outies for the night. Just noticed the time. *gasp* Catch y'all later!

[Iraqstan]

OOC: hehe their security measures did not include someone breaking in from the inside :P our security is quite strong to prevent outside connections but inside...well yeah :P

The tech watches nathi walk off and shrugs, sending a message via phone to the satellite lab. "Found her sir, she's on her way seems she never left the bathroom"

Hearing the news Carlos moves quickly to the door and opens it stepping outside he watches for nathi and when he sees her waves her over.

And marik too...hmmm I'll have them run a system scan later to find out if anyone was using the systems anywhere.

Smiling greatly he waits for them to turn up and calls out. "I trust everything is ok my dear? If i'd of known you requried assistance I would of had a team to help..." smirking with obvious glee at the thought of that help he waits for them to arrive.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She gives him a cocky smile.

"Ah, Carlos my dear ... things couldn't be better." She left Marik's arm, to walk forward and take Carlos'.

"Besides - you've already been more helpful than I could have wished," she said giving him a sly wink.

"I mean, inviting us here, taking us on this tour, showing us such wonderful hospitality ... truly a gracious guest to see to all our needs so well, don't you think Devon?"

She reaches out to pat his cheek just soft enough to not be insulting.

Now ... how to properly use all this information ... with both of them.

ooc: ok, this time for reals. Buona notte!

[Iraqstan]

Patthing nathi's hand he smiles and leads them back through the doors and back into a speech on Iraqstan's satellite systems leaning close to nathi he whispers "I do find this talk boring, I apologise for that but NADOHS is much more fun I feel." smiling again he returns to listening to the tech.

OOC: seeya nathi enjoy your holiday :P

[Treznor]

Treznor winks at Nathicana as she returns. He whispers so as not to disturb the rather dry lecture on gyroscopes and satellite attitude adjustment. "Did you fall in, or did someone just catch your fancy?"

She was gone far too long. There's only one thing she could have been doing. This early in the game, too! After the embarrassment Carlos gave me in my office, I hope he's got his security up to snuff.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

She returns Devon's wink, but pointedly glances down at her hands, then looks back up to smile at him broadly.

Quickly making some gestures she knows he'll remember from their days running security ops, she signals 'Must talk later. Private. My place.'

"No, no ... had to take a phone call is all." she whispers back, nodding at appropriate places in the tour discussion, and filing away any details for later perusal.

[Iraqstan]

Seeing the hand signals Carlos frowns and shrugs it off, clapping his hands he grabs everyones attention.

"My dear friends and security team it's time if you'll follow me"

turning he opens the door to the left of the room and enters a bustling room filled with computer banks and techs watching print outs of information and reading screens of data.

"Ladies and gentlment I give you the upper floor brain nerve of NADOHS, the Artificial Intelligence of the empire and soon to be controler of most automated functions in defense and policing."

The techs look up at the sounds of people entering and frown at the intrusion, spying Carlos they snap to attention and begin to work harder again.

"In a few minutes we'll get a complete run down of NADOHS and a test run of it's capabilities and then we'll continue on to the launch facility which I'm sure you are dying to catch a glimpse of..."

Chuckling again Carlos motions a tech to the corner "Have NADOHS run a scan of it's systems to see if anyone tried to get in and then run a scan of accesses to the main network here, look for points of access and any flags of someone trying to get in. Dont worry about codes being used I just want to know if and where the system was accessed."

Getting a curt compliance to his orders the tech rushes off and begins issuing commands to NADOHS and then to the main system.

OOC: will let yas all catch up before continuing on :)

[Treznor]

Treznor looks around with interest, his eyes seeming to roam everywhere. In fact, the majority of his attention focuses on Carlos and Nathicana, but he makes it a point to make some intelligent questions about what's going to show he understands the basics of what's being explained to him.

OOC: I'm mostly a bystander for the moment; keep RPing and I'll leap in where appropriate.

[Dread Lady Nathicana]

"Carlos, your technological achievements never cease to amaze." she says with a smile. "After meeting with several E.I.'s, I admit, I've looked forward to meeting yours."

And let Devon think what he wants of that.