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President Fatah Saves the Escape Rough
I was surprised.Not at my cousin’s audacity, no, not at the quiet yet eerily resonating support he received from the others who cowardly stood behind him, using him as a stick to beat out their frustrations about me or as a shield to guard them from my fiery wrath that had just descended upon Loup himself.No. I was surprised at myself.As words left my lips I was being as violent as I possibly would allow myself to be with family, distant as they were. Luciano hung by my side and the veteran generals hung by his, whispering things that were meant to reach me but didn’t.All I could hear was a piercing white noise, like a mosquito’s song but on stereo. Annoying. I felt like shaking him off me and rebuking his touch but yet…I was still. Still staring firmly at Loup whilst my thoughts scattered, bouncing off the insides of my skull. He looked prepared, like he’d made his peace with this being the worst thing that would happen to him, in fact, as I spoke the words he actually looked rel
President Fatah Saves the Escape Trigger
I’d taken to camping with the men, even watching the skulking Verdantians on the other side of the border. One of the latest rifles in hand, some binoculars and a can of pringles.And I’d done so all against the wishes of Luciano and Matthias who’d heard about it from Luciano the moment I abruptly decided to stay in the rough with the men instead of flying back to the capitol.I’d let myself go. And it felt good. I gave no explanation to Luciano for my unwarranted skills in fighting because I didn’t care to and he could go on without knowing. For much of the time I’d been at the border I’d looked upon everyone with many feelings.Guilt, pride, joy, it was so much at once and I truly didn’t know how I felt at all. A reoccurring thought as I fought many of the strongarm men in spars and challenges was ‘What would I do if these men realize just like me that nothing really mattered. Least of all Schelar?’The answers I provided to the question sent chills down my spine. The Verdantians wo
President Fatah Saves the Escape War
At the declaration of war, the intel-ii chose the moment to reveal a particularly helpful feature.Its sudden ping blinded me with a whole lot of tabs as it usually did whenever I activated it and a sturdy, brown and spiked tab then floated in the middle of my vision.~Wars~I tried putting it aside to focus on the rest of Luciano’s report as it was the least translucent tab I’d come across but it wouldn’t budge. I had no choice but address the blaring red screen.The tab was split into different sections and like most things with the intel-ii it had information that seemed to go on forever, I felt I’d be looking very distracted throughout the meeting but with a skim of the tab it looked like it would serve me more to pay it my undivided attention rather than pretend to listen to Luciano explain how we’d been caught by surprise.“Luciano, I’ll get back to you on this soon. My orders are the same as ever. Defend.”I didn’t need to see his face to know he looked grim. As it was it would
President Fatah Saves the Escape New
“Are you okay?”The question was all I could muster up as I blankly and quite awkwardly stared at the ceiling on my bedroom. I’d delayed my flight to the lines for a few hours to attend to Miss Leriva as it seemed she would give way to a break down at any given moment and more than likely follow up with a spree of rather ill-thought decisions.In the end it seemed instead that I was the one to make the ill-thought decisions. For whatever reason, I’d taken her to my bed room instead of my office.“Are YOU okay?” she asked, I could feel her gaze on me from the other side of the bed, I could sense the worry in her voice so I looked to her.Her eyes now stood out and seemed to be all I saw whenever I gazed upon her. Her face though was twisted with concern; I could easily make a few guesses about what she was concerned with.This wasn’t supposed to happen.“I’m sorry.”“For what!” she gasped out, shuffling under the sheathes before sitting upright.I do the same, grabbing a pillow and pro
President Fatah Saves the Escape Strategy (P1)
I couldn’t help but smile to myself.I’d long since left Aina back at the capitol and flown to the border at sofia, where technically all the action was happening.Needless to say, Luciano wasn’t at all happy to see me. This wasn’t what he had in mind when I said I’d get back to him. But his slack jaw wasn’t the reason for my mirth. I’d felt things suddenly become strained between myself and Aina and I knew very well I’d done quite a great job at pushing her away. But alas, it felt good to give in, it felt good to think her as someone I could crawl back to.But she wasn’t the only reason for my mirth.As it seemed the closer I was to the battlefront the more efficient the War tab was. I currently had Luciano as well as the other generals save for Loup present in the pseudo war chambers. The war tab had splayed across in a nice fashion a 2d-3d model of the battlefront that I could easily manipulate to my liking. Not that any of the others could see it, but they’d have literally no choi
President Fatah Saves the Escape Strategy (P2)
Alex Fatah was a rather simple man. Almost as young as his internationally famous cousin Hasina, coming up at a close twenty-five he’d taken to enjoying his youth and the many riches and privileges that came with being so closely related with the Leader of a nation.In his opinion he’d be much better suited to running a business, perhaps a brothel, brewery or something that needed little supervision but reaped many profits.Unfortunately for Alex though, his opinion was not one held in high regard…by anyone. Not even his brothers. After they’d all been shoved into being generals for the army and worse as placeholders for the previous controlling position of Marshal that Luciano held, his brothers suddenly stopped paying him attention.In fact, he’d go as far as to say they actively avoided him. According to Loup, relation to him compromised the little success they had in getting into power like they wanted.Well how the hell was he supposed to know getting into power was a goal of man
President Fatah Saves the Escape Strategy (P2)
Alex didn’t need any more proof. His thoughts and suspicions had all been confirmed.Loup was insane, coo-coo, cracked, bat-shit fucking crazy.“Kill Luciano!?” he couldn’t take it anymore. He’d jumped out of his seat and slammed his hands on the desk so hard all its utensils jumped. “Are you legit insane!”“Calm the fuck down, Alex, someone might hear you!” Loup rebuked in a hushed voice.Alex fell to his seat, reached into his desk drawer and pulled out and expensive looking bottle of alcohol and a shot glass. Pouring himself a glass he downs it in a go and rests his head in his hands. A wave of exhaustion washes over him as he glances a look at his fidgeting brother.“Do you really believe and I mean really believe. That killing Luciano would be a good idea for anyone to have?”Loup finally settled down and with a scoff he replied, “The Verdantians killed his parents and we’re fighting a DEFENSIVE war against them. I do-”“Yeah well the Verdantians have an entire military technolog
President Fatah Saves the Escape Strategy (P4)
Loup had completely taken over the operation.Despite having left for Diana, he’d given his two brothers their duties and everything was in place for Luciano’s assassination as well as the beginning of the retrieval operation of the spies.Maxime had been sent to Nizar to initiate communications. The lines weren’t secure so they’d been brief with their talks. The orders were simple, find a way into the Verdantians army without dying or losing the package and an extraction will be arranged.“So a priest, a nazi and a lemur walk into a bar…”Alex groaned out, opening his eyes to the blindly light of the real world. He hadn’t stopped at one or two shots when he’d pulled out the bottle. Worse was, his brothers had stopped what they were discussing, Loup protested a bit but soon gave in to the tempts of beautiful, face-numbing alcohol.Currently he suffered a hangover. The throbbing in his head had become rhythmic, matching his heart and would have blended in nicely if every throb didn’t f
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