Council of State meeting, Parliament
The tape recorder clicked off as Peté I of Myroria's message ended. The eyes of all the consuls, as well as the Lord Protector started at the recorder, set down in the centre of the board table. All though their eyes were still very much concentrated, everyone eagerly awaited for someone to speak up.
"That fucking patty twit detonates a dirty bomb in our capital city's most populated neighbourhood, and not one nation offers assistance" Crofts said calmly, but angrily.
"The best we get is Frasier Pershing's condolences, but as much as we would like it, he doesn't have an independent Dixie, so it's an empty gesture.
Then we shoot the bastard who bombed us in the first place, like any half-sane state would do, and the fucking monarchists and commies send me this load of bullocks" he finished angrily.
"Perhaps they're angry about the camps we're re-locating the Éirens to" Timothy Fairfax, the new Consul of Security, said.
"They don't have any proof the camps exist. Their best piece of evidence is that news story the frogs ran a week ago, it's all circumstantial" Crofts responded.
"Regardless" Fairfax continued, "We should take these threats seriously."
"My fellow Consul's right" Mark Anderson, Consul of War, responded.
"Myroria, if they do anything, will opt for military action, which has the high possibility of bringing in the Eluvatarians and the Americans. A war we can handle. We have a large, well armed and trained military. We would be playing the defencive, so we hold that advantage. Still, one-on-three are never good odds."
"The Gallipoli-Chinese" Fairfax interjected, "would probably opt for an assassination attempt. Their Marxist ideology is enough to keep the Myrorians, Eluvatarians, and Americans at bay. They would be all alone, and they wouldn't attempt an attack on us alone. Also, judging by the nature of the Chinese message, an assassination seems likely. Simply speaking sir, I think we should move you and your family to the Victory Chamber under the tower, until this dies down. We would have armed Major-Generals* guarding you 24/7."
"As Deputy Chairman of the Council of State" Erik Destler, Consul of Foreign Affairs, said, "I would take over the symbolic role of opening and closing Parliament, as well as some of your more public roles until it's safer again."
Crofts sank back into his chair. Suddenly he stood up.
"Have my wife and daughter meet me in the bunker" he said, leaving the room, followed by an accompaniment of four armed Major-Generals*.
OOC:
*Just for the sake of clearing the Major-Generals up. They are not a military rank. The Major-Generals are the name for the Commonwealth's secret police. They're like the SS, Gestapo, and FBI rolled into one. They guard high ranking government officials, they act as the secret police arresting and torturing "enemies of the state," and they conduct police investigations that fall on the national level.