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President Fatah Saves the Escape What's That In the Air?
It was night time in Victoria, Mahe, the beautiful and glistening capitol of the Schelarian state.Mahe was the only part of the country that wasn’t touched by the devastation of the war, even when father had gone ahead to overthrow the President of Aquilo , it only took the bare minimum of effort to do so. He’d taken it as the capitol not only for its stable infrastructure but also for the stable minds of the people around him.“Less people grieving a loss,” he’d said.But it did hold true, at least to an extent. Good leaders don’t need to physically see the troubles of their people to know it exists. And so, without the brutal imagery of disaster breathing down his neck but with only the knowledge that they exist, father quickly made moves to industrialize as much as he could, with the limited resources the most he could do…had done, was bring in the oil and gas sector.The same oil and gas that would be the running point of my brainwashing propaganda, once I publicly took office to
President Fatah Saves the Escape Onward
The night was beautiful still.But even as I said goodbye to my guests at the Palace and retired to my quarters, the life I led as President offered me little remise.I’d put on a large fluffy cardigan to protect from the cold and I was now waiting in my office to receive the call I’d been woken up from my slumber for. I didn’t have to wait long as soon, the TV blinked into view the President of Verdantis, Leopold Marofo.Much unlike myself, the President still had on a suit and looked less luxurious than he did the last time we spoke.“President Hasina,” he begun, making no attempt to hide the glower he’d set on me. “I see you are truly in good health. I watched many of the public appearances you pulled off to assuage your people’s concerns of the of your health. What a fine man you are.”I could sense he’d planned an entire monologue for the beginning of the call, I didn’t want to be rude and cut him off midway, plus, I needed some background noise while I actually thought about…Mis
President Fatah Saves the Escape A Beginning
I’d woken up bright and early in the morning, just as early as my staff had. But I hadn’t yet left my bed. This morning, important as it was, I’d woken up pretty lazy.Mireille had come in to call me out of bed twice but here I still lied, unwilling to think and unwilling to get up. I idly wondered what would come of this day, it was my inauguration, I was officially taking the reins of the country, but I am well aware that many already see that with or without an inauguration, I was the man ruling the nation.The inauguration was just a chance for the entire nation to see me in such respect, a moment to be ingrained in their minds as they begin to recognize the pseudo monarch I was. It was also a moment for me to address the entire country, all through the past month all my words, actions and orders had been communicated through the news or Matthias and Luciano.It was a moment to for King and subject to meet.But I suppose it was there-in that lied my unwillingness to move from my b
President Fatah Saves the Escape Underhanded Tactics
The inauguration went on with much fanfare. Quite over the top really, it looked like whoever was involved in organizing it all took a lot of liberties with the budget we had at hand.After I’d given my speech I walked as Commander-in-chief, emphasized greatly by the grand show of military might; a batch of soldiers walked I unison behind me and the air force flew in practiced patterns overhead.The entire thing caught me off guard as I’d simple thought that after the motivational, inspiring and promising speech I’d given to the populace I’d be heading back to work or possibly to try and squeeze some advanced form of foreign relations with the heads of state present as of now. But I was quite easily nudged into a parade with thousands of Schelarians moving behind the barriers and gates to get a clean look at the youngest world leader. Their leader.I could only give the most charming smile as I waved to them. To my surprise, a lot of those present to watch were women and children, you
President Fatah Saves the Escape Stepping Stones
For the remainder of the day I was in quite a very optimistic mood. The country did well to match this with parties and celebrations all across the land. Though the excitement seemed to never end, I still had plans to make with Luciano and Matthias, and more importantly, we needed to adjust already establish plans according to the joyous new developments with the Kalaharan Union.Although it wasn’t a certainty that we would be reinstated there was a high chance of it happening if the Union’s little Presidential spies reported back the exact things we wanted. A large part of that was the standard of living in the country.It was something that varied greatly with proximity to the economic centre of the nation; the closer you were to Mahe, the higher the standard of living.This wasn’t intentional of course, though from a bird’s eye view of the nation it would seem like one ran out of money before covering the entire nation in urbanization and industry. But unfortunately, that was exact
President Fatah Saves the Escape Blatant Hustle
“The Ambassador confirmed the deal but there’s been a delay in Volstovia,”Niaina began. I had her in my office bright and early to give me an update on her progress with the Volstovian weapons deal.As I’d made sure the Ambassador confirmed and agreed to communicate the details of the deal with his superiors, all that was left until Schelar became as well equipped as the superpower itself was for said superiors to agree to our proposed first shipment. Talks about this could go on for weeks.“Do you have any idea why Volstovia would delay a response?” I ask. It was a first for me, international arm dealings. I wasn’t completely sure what to expect other than a success or complete failure. That’s why I left most of the work to her.Seeing her shake her head lightly did not fill me up with hope for a nicely outfitted army. I let out a sigh, rubbing at my temples as I do. Volstovia was showing signs of being difficult. Perhaps I really should overthrow the President. Ah no, that would r
President Fatah Saves the Escape A Nation's Pride
It was quite impromptu but with Luciano’s assistance as well as that of the local government chairman, we managed to set up a meet and greet of sorts.The LGA chairman had pulled some strings and to my surprise the compound I and my entourage had settled in was quickly filled up by curious and hungry looking Schelarians.A canopy was propped up for shade from the scalding sun and I stood to speak to the people gathered. Aside from their hungry and curious looks, I saw many doubtful and skeptical ones as well. It dawned on me that the people gathered here were those that had only ever seen me on a television screen or heard my voice through the radio. The same could largely be said for my father, a distant man deciding their futures at a whim.With the Presidents by my side as well as cameras pointed at me, I put on a lax and rather cordial affair; holding babies, discussing football, a sport I and little knowledge of with the men and children and even going as far as dishing out food
President Fatah Saves the Escape Strain
The sun had begun to set by the time we’d arrived at the palace. I didn’t bother stepping out of the car as we’d just come to pick Matthias up. We were headed to one last place before I could call it a day. This was very important.Luciano had opted to ride in a different car than mine, I thought it funny the look he gave Matthias as they met outside, I gave the same look to my wife, Jesse, whenever I found handling the children, particularly the girls a bit too much to chew.I scoffed at the thought that the both of them saw me as their ward, not only because it would be completely awkward having two straight men actively trying to parent me, but also because I was mentally older than the two of them combined. And there was also that little fact that one of them had me killed in a past life.I feel Matthias get in the car and shut the door, “Let’s be on our way.” He orders and off we go.There’s a long silence with me staring out the window again. I probably look like a sulking teena
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