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Hundreds of Haivonians at the Spaceport wave to the incoming spaceship, and several offer themselves as tourist guides, and few even offer presents. The Mayor of Perria, Carl Dennt, is also among the crowd and is available to meet with The Captain.
A large amount of Void magic exploded The largest terminal Launching the Giant spacecraft into other terminals.
They soon arrive at the open metro, and are on their way to the residence.
I-I didn't bomb the last airport trust me!
The same 'Void Magic' is dealt with by the Spaceport's infrastructure, making insignificant shock waves. It seems the terrorist attack, other then the Draconian ship, has been utterly defeated.
"He lights a ciggerette Blowing out the smoke as he looks around"
The Invevassen people gladly go with the cities residents and The Captain carefully strides towards The Mayor of Perria, however just before he reaches him he stares into his soul, his blood red eyes locking onto his, the atmosphere becomes colder for a few seconds. And then he stops and continues forward. "Ah, I believe you are Carl Dennt, Mayor of this ... beautiful place." He says in a hissing tone, offering his hand to shake.
Meanwhile Durab realizes no one has heard him and shouts again "Hello? Anybody around here?"
An old man, who was cleaning some old objects, answers him.
"You are at my store, and I sell millennium-old clocks here. If you want to be more specific, you are at Theodore Street, Perria."
Just then a super Cruiser that was burning up, Crashed into a terminal.
Durab chuckles lightly. "Clocks an interesting business indeed. Say, this Perria, which nation is this, I mean, the city certainly seems very ... pleasant." He responds carefully, taking a few steps towards the man, He doesn't have time to stare into his soul, so he unlocks his dueling blade from the case just in case this man isn't who he seems as he looks around at the clocks on sale.
Mary shifts her head to him.
"You are the first smoker I've ever known."
Carl quickly takes the hand of The Captain.
"Yes, I am indeed, and I believe you are the Invevassen monarch. I am glad you like this place. We have worked hard in the past centuries to make it shine, and we have made it ready for your people."
"That's ... very kind of you. It's nice to see that you also have hard working and caring people here." He announces, with a sort of sloppy smile. His eyes dart around the city, from all the distractions and pretty decorations. "Say, what are you celebrating, I seem to have ... forgotten, sorry." He says in a sort of sly manner
OOC: The Eleutheria Battalions that are already at the Spaceport would've dealt with it.
"Oh, I do this because I love those. It's been my hobby since I left the Haivonian presidency; how do those youngsters call it nowadays, Prime Diplomat? Oh yeah, you are currently in Haivon, and it seems you are from a foreign place. Tell me, youngster, you see to come from abroad. What is your name?"
The old man takes off his glasses and besides his somewhat tired expression, he looks completely chill without much worry in mind.
OOC: I just want this to have a little more significance.
"Oh, my name is Durab Dazupe, weird name, I know. i used to also be a leader too y'know?" He says with a laughable comedic expression on his face. "Clocks must be great, especially fixing them, time is one great ally to have on your side. Oh yes sorry, I do come from abroad." He says, this time with a slightly more sly tone. "Haivon, fell like I've ... heard that somewhere before, can't pin down where though" He chuckles yet again at his own daft joke.
"Oh, don't thank me, thank the citizens of this city! I have merely been their representative for recent years. Look, it may not look it right now, but this city, in the past, saw horrors that even the brightest war tacticians could describe, and the people here deserve not only to be happy by birthright but as thanks for their courage and honor."
Carl looks carefree as he speaks and seems even more easy-going than the average Perrian.
"Oh, you might be referring to the banners around. Those are flags of the several political movements struggling for power in the Liberty Congress, it is cultural at this point for out citizens to express their ideals as often as possible, there isn't anything special going on today other than the wave of tourists. Yeah, some find those many protests annoying, but that is why that dirty city in the north called Ohia was made for."
He chuckles a bit for just having slandered the second largest city in the Mainland, which is oftenly seen as the rival to Perria.
"Hmm? Really? Is it stress or maybe you just live in a low populated zone. Even then, dont your parents smoke, or even any teenage friends from back then?"
OOC: But it will have in a moment, the mere fact an uncontrolled ship burned in Haivonian grounds and in the middle of Perria will be enough for the Liberty Congress to stop and for the entire country enter in action plus the mourning of Draconian victims, it is just that news haven't reached yet.
"Oh, I've once known a nation called Dorab, you know? Good friends, a shame they fell victim to time. Oh no, the clocks are innocent."
The old man chuckles a little.
"Haven't you heard of Haivon? Didn't I make this nation scandalous enough? Anyway, what brings you here?"
"Hmm, ah protests. yes we seem to be having some ... radical one back in our nation, don't worry though, we are ... well ... dealing with them appropriately at the moment" He chuckles at this line. He looks around swiftly again.
"So, you seem to be quite welcoming to guests ey? Is there a reason for this? I see a lot of tourists taking interesting in your ... great complex here." He says very carefully with a somewhat fake cheerful smile on his face, obviously trying to remain positive and negotiable..
"Not really. We have our way of doing drugs, but at this point, we've been so used to shifting to universes to reach the pleasures we desire that I feel like no one smokes anymore. Nicotine isn't a popular flavor here, you know?"
The two arrive at Mary's residence, right on the 44th floor.
"Yeah? Well my country sure likes playing with Universal Calmitys. Mostly so they can just find a way to exploit it to get strong warriors. Strange though, Though i know its an older style, Almost everyone in the Country is either a smoker or a drinker or even both"
"Oh, I hope you do, here whatever opinion means one vote, you might not be used to Direct Democracy."
Carl chuckles quickly.
"Yeah, we haven't been having so many tourists for centuries now, and since we've been calling several Haivonians who we know to be quite welcoming to help, it is expected for us to look welcoming. Besides, this is not only a progressive country but a novelist one; we openly invite foreigners with different pasts and ideas to our nation. Our ideology is extremely inclusive. Even most conservative aspects of society are considered to be Far Left for some enemy places."
"Huh, and do your people do that voluntarily?"
Mary opens the door to her apartment. There are two cats at the entrance, surrounded by the unorganized piles of newspapers and keys, plus several items taken from pocket universes.
"I-I... I actually don't know. I would Geuss not. But usually cause the death rate usually skyrockets cause of a blood moon."
"Wait, do your people still die?"
Mary takes a white cat that was on her sofa in her lap and goes on walking by the apartment. The place seems way bigger then it looks from outside.
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