as written by Krysi, barney_fife, and Ottoman
As usual, Prince's newest secretary, was nearby, but not within line of sight. All he had to do was lift his voice a little, and any request he made,
Jackie would see to.
The delicate-looking woman had calmed down a bit. She was no longer was in the state of terror that she had lived in when first reassigned to the Emperor. However she still preferred to be as unobtrusive as possible, especially when she feared that things might not go well and tempers might be high.
After all, there might be a shortage of balconies in space, but there were plenty of airlocks. Jackie knew she was an easy target, no matter how good she was at her job.
She had been tempted to let someone else accompany the Emperor on this trip, so she could stay in her lovely office and keep things moving smoothly on Langara. However, that seemed to be particularly heartless towards the under-secretary that would end up in that place and in the end, Jackie couldn't bring herself to offer up fresh meat in her place.
Besides, she wanted to see for herself what sort of people Prince found worthy to be his allies. That selfish thought had her peering at the views and her heart racing at the thought of coming face to face with these... well... xenos. Even in the Emperor and his 'wife' were not impressed with Tannhäuser, Dahlia Jacqueline Branson certainly was.
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"Acknowledged, Tower B, we're initiating our approach vector coming in at two nine seven carom one two six, see you ground side. Checker is green; we have the ball." The Captain replied, before easing the transporter down towards the planet, as it's natural gravity began to overcome the artificial gravity of the transport ship, resulting in what could be described as a sense of vertigo.
Prince didn't say anything as the large planet came into view, only quietly let his eyes move from his secretary to his security. Compared to Jackie, Marlene was an imposing figure, though she was not all that large in size, her form fitting black dress, leather high-heels with a detachable heel, and an elegant ring worn across her middle and index fingers. This was no ordinary ring however, rather it was an easily concealable personal laser weapon. Marlene's orders were only to use the weapon in defense of the Emperor, though Prince knew that his security in the Hegemony was absolute, the Ministry of Defense and the Imperial Intelligence Agency were not convinced.
The dark veil of space eventually gave away to the skies of the Imperial capital, the city sprawled out below them as the transport began it's final descent into the spaceport.
"I want you both on your best behavior; I don't want to play my hand just yet. Jackie, I want you to remember everything you see, take notes, and read any treaties they propose carefully." He said, before he turned to Marlene.
"You; stick close and look pretty."
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As if to punctuate the note of security, the moment that Imperial One and its escorts descended into Tannhäuser's atmosphere, a wing of jet-black Köppen
Traums slipped into a box formation around the Aschen transport, silent guardians that carried the foreign formation towards the central starport of the Supremacy's capital. While not, perhaps, as visually bold a world as Neu-Lumen or Rienzi, Tannhäuser still held a certain air about it that one could hardly find anywhere else in the galaxy - not a single building across its surface exceeded ten stories in height, a massive exhibition of classical Scatterran architecture, punctuated heavily by the gothic Austran school. Rising, or rather towering over everything else was the focal point of the Supremacy itself, the Gotteshalle, a point that the formation circled around in a wide bank to approach the nearby starport.
Nearby being a relative term, of course - the place was several miles from their destination, but it was a short drive as those things went.
Soon enough the fighters peeled away, breaking formation to provide overwatch for the starport, and soon the convoy that would carry Isambard Prince to the Reichsplatz and the cabinet that awaited him. Alerted to the impending arrival, the Landwächter contingent readied itself, presenting arms for the arrival of the foreign monarch while the foreign minister returned the watch to his pocket, sighing briefly as he straightened himself.
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Jackie nodded in acceptance of her role, even managing the briefest of smiles at being singled out in a positive way. A recording device was already in her pocket to make sure she had an aid to her memory. Various other objects that she might need were tucked about her person, from spare power sources to her personal camera, for souvenir pictures if she got a chance.
Her shoulder bag was nearly empty, being wide and flat, as well as padded, to be perfect for carrying sensitive or important objects. She even had a small sheaf of rice paper to further shield anything delicate that might be offered to her Emperor.
When Prince and Marlene stood up, Jackie surreptitiously checked their clothes to make sure they looked exactly how they were meant to, then faded back to just follow. She'd trail after the Emperor at a respectful distance, taking the occasional snapshot discreetly. They would need plenty of images for the archives and news after all.
For her part, the secretary had dressed to be forgettable, but professional in a plain business skirt-suit and subdued colors. Nothing she did could prevent her simple, elegant style from showing through, but she did her best not to interfere with the spectacle.
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Prince nodded slightly, pleased that everything seemed to be falling into place quite nicely. The transport by now had settled into the spaceport, it's engines were winding down, and the Imperial Guard were taking their positions once the Jetway was moved to the doors of the Transport.
With the signal given, the Imperial Guard began their descent down the stairs, their pom-pom boots clacking on the tarmac as they took a parallel formation along the stairs. With precise movements the Imperial guard shouldered their disruptor rifles, and stood at attention as Prince moved towards the door of the transport, letting the sun hit his face as he stepped down from the transport itself, he glanced back at Marlene, who grasped a briefcase, from the seat and started after Prince, Marlene then turned to Jackie, and then gestured her to follow.
The sunlight hit the three as Marlene checked the briefcase, it's contents were a gift to be delivered to the Scatterran supremacy. Inside it was a highly encrypted data disc, and on Marlene's person, around her neck was a large red amulet, completely inert, but also to be offered to the Supremacy.
Once they reached the bottom of the Stairs, Prince nodded to the assembled troops and returned their salute by holding his hand up, and offering an Aschen Salute to the assembled troops, before he turned to the Foreign minister, and offered an extended hand, before he turned to Marlene, who took position at Prince's side.
"Fine weather we're having, I'm pleased that you found the hospitality to have me today, I come bearing gifts." He said, gesturing to Marlene.
"And to open up new trade avenues, as well as discuss the state of the Galaxy, I bring troubling news from the Empire."
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The moment the foreign leader stepped into the sunlight, the black-clad ranks of Scatterran troops moved into eyes right, a silent, visual salute to Isambard Prince and his retinue. In due time Lord Lancaster offered his own salute to the Aschen Emperor, the Austran gesture now a common greeting throughout the Supremacy itself, though he politely accepted Prince's offered hand in a firm, friendly shake. "Welcome to Tannhäuser, your highness." With a knowing smile, Constantine nodded at Isambard's compliment. "We made sure of it." Stepping to the side the Azrican gestured down past the armed contingent gathered to the bay's personnel entrances.
"Most excellent, I am sure their majesties will be delighted to receive them. We've a motorcade for you and your retinue, if you don't mind the scenic route." They could, of course, rush Prince away to the Reichskanzlei, but they saw no need for such expediency, at least not at the moment. This was the capital after all, and things here were kept at the ideal that the Kampfs strove to impart on the whole empire - indeed, perhaps even the whole galaxy. "I trust that your trip thus far has been uneventful?" Were it that it wasn't, inquiries would be made.
In short order Lancaster lead Prince, Marlene and the rest along to the cars that awaited them: one for Prince and his 'wife', another for civilian personnel accompanying their leader, and two empty IFVs for the Aschen guard. Of course there were other escorts, other IFVs and
Wespe jetbikes that flanked the whole procession, but by and large it was a light defensive contingent for such an official - defenses were largely a superficial element at best on Tannhäuser. Of course, that wasn't to say that they took their job lightly, and those assigned to protect this foreign dignitary embodied Imperial professionalism in their task.
Joining Prince in his car, Lancaster took a seat opposite from the man, his pleasure in the chance to take a seat evident to all. Lancaster was beginning to feel his age, and his feet weren't quite as young as they used to be. With a spare glance he watched as Isambard's retinue were directed into the second limousine, accompanied, as they were in this vehicle, by Landwächter officers. One barely felt it as the vehicle began to move, the column snaking their way through the city as they made their way to the grand promenade - the wide open route typically reserved for parades on the Day of the Fall or E-Day - the first of Tannhäuser's mighty victory arches coming into view.
"I hope your news isn't too distressing, emperor."
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Jackie followed obediently, though she hung back just far enough that she wouldn't be caught in the inevitable photos. After all, even if this wasn't intended as a propaganda trip, the fact that Emperor Prince was on a xeno world was news. News that didn't need a secretary taking up valuable frame space, when there were so many more important images to be seen.
So as Prince and Marlene climbed into the lead vehicle, Jackie ended up with the rest of the civilians. As there just wasn't room in the lead aircar without crowding more important people, the secretary didn't feel it was her place to protest. Though being sandwiched between two Scatterans had her very aware of how small she was, hunched over her bag and trying very hard not to actually touch the xenos in the back seat of the second car.
Well, at least she would have a chance to listen to what the civilians had to say. It was uncommon that she got that opportunity even on Langara, but even rarer to be able to hear the honest feelings of an ally. All she had to do was let them forget she existed. So after brief smile of greeting, she folded her arms around her bag and kept her head down.
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"For the most part." Prince replied, settling into the car fairly readily, with Marlene beside him. He had noticed that Jackie wasn't with them, but Marlene gave an assuring nod as she saw the secretary get into another air car.
"Your men do their nation proud, as I've said to His Majesty, my people would do well to learn from their example."
Prince turned to Marlene, before she removed the large amulet from around her neck. The device would have passed the security checks as completely inert, but Marlene opted to present it to the Foreign Minister.
"This is a component to the Thalaron device we promised to share with your government. It is inert, the second component dare not be manufactured." She said, sliding the briefcase. "There are schematics to construct your own device, as well as possible delivery systems. Your government may use this knowledge however they see fit."
Prince offered a slight nod. "Preferably to the swift destruction of your enemies; of our enemies."
Marlene nodded slightly, before she gave prince a subtle nod.
"Regarding news from the Empire, I have several sources within the fringe of Imperial Territories, as well as intelligence elements on a backwater world that have provided me with information concerning another Scatterran nation operating in these regions." Prince's words became firm. "We take no offense to the Syndicate and it's designs for this world and it's surrounding systems. But these people; who call themselves the Exogarden." Princes expression darkened more.
"I only see one solution to the Exogarden, as more and more reports come in of their operations near the Red Line, if they choose to cross this line of demarcation; I fear that we would have no choice but to respond with force. I hope that perhaps His Majesty could shed some light on this Exogarden, and provide my government with solid counsel on how to deal with this threat." Prince said, as he took in the grand sights of the city around him. Despite the stern words he spoke only a moment before, as the victory arches came into view, Prince appeared visibly impressed, as did Marlene.
"All of this in due time, for now I wish to partake in everything your nation has to offer on this day." Prince said, a smile forming on his lips. "The Empire can tolerate it's esteemed leader enjoying the culture of our Ideological brethren."
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Lancaster, himself a member of the Landwächter, albeit its civil branch, allowed a small smile of pride to present itself on his face at Marlene's compliment. "I can think of no finer example to follow." The Kaiser's black legion was renowned, perhaps just as much as the Supremacy itself, for discipline and tradition - truly, more often than not, they were the face of the nation. But quickly enough the minister put his pride aside and took the inert device in hand as it was offered to him, examining this false necklace with a small degree of curiosity, allowing the thing to dangle from his hand for a moment. Weapons and their use were not his forte, though from what he understood of the cabinet meetings regarding the Aschen these devices were of great import at the front, especially on the frontier. "I will be delighted to pass these on to the SEO - she will know exactly who to assign to its development."
The device found itself placed on the console beside Constantine as he listened to Prince's concerns, nodding when appropriate and offering additional gestures when he felt necessary. "I am quite certain he can, I myself am roughly familiar with the Exogarden but I don't know if I'm a reliable source. I understand them from a geopolitical perspective, not a martial one." As was his duty, to understand and maintain the status quo between the Supremacy and the Coalition, and indeed between the Supremacy and any nation, not to plan, plot or understand, tactically speaking at least, the martial endeavors of his fatherland.
But on the note of culture Lancaster smiled once more, nodding towards the first arch as they passed in front of it, turning onto the promenade. "If there's anything we can do for you during your visit, your highness, let us know." The lord-emissary gestured out of the limousine's window towards the many statues that lined the promenade, "We're delighted to host you and your retinue for however long you wish. Tannhäuser has much to offer..."
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Seated though the men and women were in the second vehicle, they never truly relaxed, just as observant as they were before - scanning the surroundings through the tinted windows, arms tensed should they need to reach for their sidearms. The NCO, an Austran woman of some thirty years, regarded Jackie with no small degree of curiosity, blinking her blue eyes once or twice as she took in the rather timid Aschen secretary. It wasn't simply the size of the woman that drew the Austran's eye, but simply the way that she held herself, and beyond that, simply the way that she felt. There was a certain air about miss Branson, one that the Austran was familiar with.
But she elected not to speak to her, figuring it both unprofessional and unnecessary - they would be at the Reichsplatz soon enough, and they would be standing by once again until the dignitaries needed to be carted about once more.
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Jackie slowly relaxed in the silence, the tension in her arms unfurling as she glanced from one stoic face to the next. The lack of conversation was at first odd, and then soothing. Only when it became clear that no one felt the desire to talk did her gaze wander to the windows.
The arches and landmarks merely got a curious look from her as they passed. The purpose seemed plain, to mark heroic deeds, but they were stories told in a foreign tongue for the Aschen woman. Naturally she assumed they were essentially the same as the monuments on her homeworld: Self congratulations from the governing body, to the governing body, with only a passing mention of the common lives they had cost.
The silence she had adopted, as another safety measure, was hard to break. Like a clinging garment or a needy child, the tendency for quiet was hard for her to put off on her own, and, though not as bulky, was just as oppressively wound around her throat.
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Prince nodded ever so slightly. "I'd like to understand them further on a Geopolitical standpoint, leaving my military to understand them on a Martial one, I'll need to be pointed in a direction as to where I can acquire intelligence on them before I depart, if your government would be willing to share that Intelligence." Prince said, peering outside the window and then turning to Marlene.
"Certainly a wonderful world these people have built." He said, as Marlene checked her dataslate, and then turned to Prince. "You have about one Secton." Prince nodded, before bringing his attention to Constantine. "I have seven days before I have to return to the Empire, the Imperial Viceroy is a capable woman, but what is an Empire without it's Emperor." Prince said.
"What of the food here? I had a long flight and frankly, I'm quite famished." Prince said, as Marlene offered a slight nod. "I hope your secretary is okay back there." Marlene said, frowning. She considered the timid Aschen woman a hindrance, but Prince insisted she be brought along with them.
Finally prince spoke up once more, asking about Kampf
"I need to address formalities first, I have several things I would like to bring before the government concerning our alliance. Concerning matters of trade, and matters of state, and then we can party."
Marlene offered a frown for a moment, and then scoffed disappointed.
"I was hoping to get completely wasted while ogling those good looking Austran men in black." She said. "Gods, why couldn't we adopt black uniforms?" She asked, and Prince chuckled. "Oh you're a fiesty one." He said, smiling. "I'm eager to sample your fine brews, though."
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The Azrican officer simply smiled, electing to ignore Marlene's remarks concerning his comrades, nodding in response to Prince's concerns. "Certainly, your highness - I will have my office compile its files on the Exogarden and have them to you by noon tomorrow." They would largely be based on what intelligence the Supremacy could gather from within the body of the Coalition itself, as their firsthand experiences with the Exogarden largely ended in open conflict. "There will be light refreshments at the conference, though I'm certain the meeting won't take too long if you'd like something with a bit more substance."
What little time remained on the trip was characterized by brief explanations on Lancaster's part as to the nature of the Exogarden, summaries of what the Supremacy knew in regards to the Coalition's premier penal legion, though these talks were cut short by the motorcade's arrival at the Reichsplatz. Here the scene echoed Saint Hochheim, though taken to something of an extreme as instead of three detachments of Landwächter here stood well over two regiments at attention. If their being on the plaza itself wasn't enough, the standards they held denoted just who greeted the Aschen Emperor and his retinue, the name etched into the gilded plate above the hoisted flags - the first Landwächter division
Josef Kampf. It was, only outside of the Seraphim themselves, the most prestigious military formation within the Supremacy, kept solely in reserve for the protection of the Imperial House, its persons and property.
Silence gripped the plaza, cut only by the rippling of flags in the breeze and the distant hum of the capital's traffic, still in the wake of the convoy's arrival, their repulsor engines whining into silence as they set down. Only when Lancaster opened the door of the lead car did the assembled band begin to play a march in greeting for the foreigners, the troops remaining stiff at attention out of respect for the foreign dignitaries - a bold and definite display of security, just as the Morningstar had been in orbit, that could just as easily be seen as a backhanded threat. Still and resolute, the detachments watched as the Emperor, his 'wife' and the rest of the Aschen retinue passed them by alongside the foreign minister, moving up the short flight of steps to the looming doors of the imperial chancellery. Within those titanic doors they would be greeted with an atrium bustling with activity from Landwächt and civilian alike, even on this most prestigious occasion, as the workings of the great Supremacy never cease.
Its smooth, polished floor shimmered with light, the walls decorated with the occasional painting or insignia - just as often inlaid into marble as set upon it - the latter typically denoting a different office or conference room. With a smile Constantine looked over his shoulder, beckoning for Prince to follow, "This way, your highness. I believe the cabinet is already assembled." Ever the collected professional, Lancaster didn't even give the small commotion that arose on their flank a second thought as they filed into one of the hallways, as a secretary hastily rounded a corner straight into a Landwächter officer, her arms full of stacked folders that soon found themselves scattered about on the floor. The man himself fell backwards, his landing on his saber producing most of the racket, though he was quick to rise and help collect the errant folders, his apology to the young woman lost in the bustle of the Reichskanzlei as the foreign delegation continued on to their destination.
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Jackie again followed as she was meant to, keeping her head down as she thought of it. The less impact she made on anyone's awareness, the safer she felt. The mass of Landwächter officers did make her step stutter briefly though. In her mind, she equated them to the Confessors back on Langara, and the thought of passing before thousands of them looking for any flaw or lack of zeal-- The Aschen woman had to close her eyes for a few breaths to put the memories back out of her thoughts.
Thankfully, the path was straight and it was easy to keep track of Emperor Prince and Marlene Angel by their voices and the pools of silence that usually followed. The steps, being made for Scatterans, demanded her attention though, and Jackie had to almost jog to keep up with their taller escorts.
So she was nearly beside the collision between the civilian and the officer, and felt a jolt of horror at what she fully expected to happen next. Jackie averted her eyes, not wanting to see the inevitable 'discipline' that would be meted out. But it did not happen. The secretary didn't even seem afraid. The officer claimed the blame. It made the skittish young woman stop and stare, unaware that her feet had ceased as she gazed hungrily at the... What was it? She had to think hard for the word, and finally it came to her.
"Civility." she murmured the word, savoring it, before she scampered to catch up to those so much more 'exalted' than herself.