Hiya!
StarlightWarrior: Glad you like it. I'm sorry about the spelling, I'm using notepad for all my writing right now, so . . . //shrugs//. Yeek, now I see how long it is since I updated. I read both the OFUM stories, asked for, and received a Mini-Balrog, all between these two chapters. Sorry for the delay!
Pointy Ears Are My Thing: Hey, her eyes are natural too! Don't pick on the Raven. Threats are indeed evil. As am I. Yup, we're all mad. Boromir won't die. I thought it would be nice to write a story without Lust Objects for once. I think I may have clumped Congress and the Senate together . . . what's the difference anyway? The clone got sent back, because the Raven keeps pestering me. Annoying girl.
And now, more World Domination!
Raven: Warrior, we require your presence immediately.
Warrior: Certainly, my Lady. Where shall I go?
Reaper: Come to the Great Hall. And watch yourself, she's *my* lady.
Warrior:: As you wish.
//Warrior has signed off//
Raven: Why, Reaper, I'm touched.
Reaper: Um, well . . . //blushes//
* * * *
Boromir entered the Hall, looking left and right at the changes. This was his first time out since his injury, and he wanted to put it to as good a use as possible. So he watched, and he learned.
First off, the walls were being repainted. In place of the dull white of the previous administration, half were now black with a red trim. Several banks of chairs had also been removed, although they had not, as yet, been replaced.
Drawing his attention back to his destination, he saw the Raven seated behind a desk on the centre platform, David and Sarah seated before her, along with an empty chair. On the wall behind her hung a world map, on which this country, the You Ess Ay, and the group's homeland, the You Kay, had been coloured with a red and black striped pattern. This, Boromir correctly surmised, represented those areas currently under the Raven's administration.
He had reached the platform now, and the Raven noticed him. "Ah, Boromir. Do sit down."
He did so, and waited. Soon, she began to speak.
"I have summoned you three here to discuss our progress, and where we shall be going next. On the first point, I have good news. The Elves have suceeded in wiping out all but the last pockets of resistance to my rule, and expect to finish within the week. Which will leave them ready to take on our next target. David?"
The Reaper stood and moved behind the desk, to the map. "We have sucessfully conquered the most powerful country in the world. However, when news of this gets out, the others will attempt to gain control. Therefore, we should target the group of nations most likely to oppose us - the EU.
"The European Union also contains many of the countries in the UN and NATO, both organisations which could potentially topple us. Thus, taking it would kill three metaphorical birs with one deadly stone.
"In order to complete this operation with the least bloodshed, I suggest that our initial strike be on two separate nations. The strongest two in the Union." He stabbed his finger in two locations on the map, and Boromir, along with the Raven and Huntress, leaned forward to see where he had indicated.
"France and Germany."
* * * *
Once more, our plans come to fruition. Now, I'm going on holiday, so this is all you get for a while. I hope you enjoyed it!
hS
StarlightWarrior: Glad you like it. I'm sorry about the spelling, I'm using notepad for all my writing right now, so . . . //shrugs//. Yeek, now I see how long it is since I updated. I read both the OFUM stories, asked for, and received a Mini-Balrog, all between these two chapters. Sorry for the delay!
Pointy Ears Are My Thing: Hey, her eyes are natural too! Don't pick on the Raven. Threats are indeed evil. As am I. Yup, we're all mad. Boromir won't die. I thought it would be nice to write a story without Lust Objects for once. I think I may have clumped Congress and the Senate together . . . what's the difference anyway? The clone got sent back, because the Raven keeps pestering me. Annoying girl.
And now, more World Domination!
Raven: Warrior, we require your presence immediately.
Warrior: Certainly, my Lady. Where shall I go?
Reaper: Come to the Great Hall. And watch yourself, she's *my* lady.
Warrior:: As you wish.
//Warrior has signed off//
Raven: Why, Reaper, I'm touched.
Reaper: Um, well . . . //blushes//
* * * *
Boromir entered the Hall, looking left and right at the changes. This was his first time out since his injury, and he wanted to put it to as good a use as possible. So he watched, and he learned.
First off, the walls were being repainted. In place of the dull white of the previous administration, half were now black with a red trim. Several banks of chairs had also been removed, although they had not, as yet, been replaced.
Drawing his attention back to his destination, he saw the Raven seated behind a desk on the centre platform, David and Sarah seated before her, along with an empty chair. On the wall behind her hung a world map, on which this country, the You Ess Ay, and the group's homeland, the You Kay, had been coloured with a red and black striped pattern. This, Boromir correctly surmised, represented those areas currently under the Raven's administration.
He had reached the platform now, and the Raven noticed him. "Ah, Boromir. Do sit down."
He did so, and waited. Soon, she began to speak.
"I have summoned you three here to discuss our progress, and where we shall be going next. On the first point, I have good news. The Elves have suceeded in wiping out all but the last pockets of resistance to my rule, and expect to finish within the week. Which will leave them ready to take on our next target. David?"
The Reaper stood and moved behind the desk, to the map. "We have sucessfully conquered the most powerful country in the world. However, when news of this gets out, the others will attempt to gain control. Therefore, we should target the group of nations most likely to oppose us - the EU.
"The European Union also contains many of the countries in the UN and NATO, both organisations which could potentially topple us. Thus, taking it would kill three metaphorical birs with one deadly stone.
"In order to complete this operation with the least bloodshed, I suggest that our initial strike be on two separate nations. The strongest two in the Union." He stabbed his finger in two locations on the map, and Boromir, along with the Raven and Huntress, leaned forward to see where he had indicated.
"France and Germany."
* * * *
Once more, our plans come to fruition. Now, I'm going on holiday, so this is all you get for a while. I hope you enjoyed it!
hS