[War] Romania-Good Lord y'all

[Vampi Digitalwytch]

"Good Lord y'all..."

President Antanasia Danesti

After dealing with the usuals of the day, Antanasia headed home to
prepare packing for the trip to China for Hong Wen's funeral.
Slightly bending the usual use of her guards, she did request one to
come and get drafted to help her pack.

Iordan had been checking the internet again, just to make sure the
insanity with the President had been curtailed when he began seeing
warnings pop up about China.

Walking in to the room where Antasia was packing he waited quietly.

"Ah, Iordan is it?", Antanasia said, "Could you please help me with
getting the grey box down from the top shelf in the closet?"

His first argument of, he was a bodyguard and trained commando not a
sherpa died when he recalled getting dragged in to playing a zombie so
he reached up for the grey box and tugged on it.

Soon as the box tipped, a few casually tossed to get out of the way
undergarments fell down, promptly landing on the man so he now had
headgear of bikini panties and a bra.

He took the box out to the main room, then he checked the mirror,
"Oh...." then dusted the underthings on to the dresser with a
surprising speed.

Antanasia caught his actions out of the corner of her eye and stifled
a giggle.  It was rather silly in a cute way.  "Thank you.", she said
with a soft smile as she took the box from him to get out a few
envelopes of silk stockings.

"How were things standing after I left?", she asked as she continued to pack.

"Well a special operations unit operated in China rather efficiently
struck at a prison and surprise they were holding a mess of Canadians
and two Americans. Hong is shall we say not having a good day."

Antanasia paused in her packing.  This had to be the thing Simu
mentioned earlier.  "Lord...she has my pity since the papers
everywhere will be crucifying her that she's losing control with her
life and position.", she said, "Has there been any official or
unofficial word yet as to how she's handling any of this?"

"Well she is angry, and she has actually ordered the US and Canadian
Embassies closed, and their ambassadors out of the country, and is
threatening war."  He frowned, "It is a...concern."

While yes, it was a concern, so far it hadn't hit that point that Simu
was on the line telling her to get back to the office quickly.  "Well,
this certainly causes some interesting times, so so much for that
ancient Chinese curse.", she said as she sat down, leaving her packing
as was and grabbed a phone.

She spoke with Simu who was still in the going over things stage but
didn't feel she needed to come in right away.  Morning however left
the possibility it'd be living out of the office for a while again.
They would wait to hear what would go on about the funeral as well as
carefully watch the rest of the world's reactions to this.  It was odd
that other than the mention of two Americans freed that could have
very easily lied about their nationality to be freed with the rest,
President Hong was acting as though the Americans helped with full
guns blaring.

"Well Iordan, I did request for the guard duty to last the rest of the
evening, but it looks like the trip to China is on hold for now.  If
you wish to go you may, or join me with watching a movie.", she said,
figuring Simu would really feel safer if she had a guard very close as
a precaution even though she wasn't one of those involved but equally
giving Iordan a quasi out for what would probably be the most boring
shift he'd ever had.

He paused, "The movie actually sounds quite good, I have been working
far too long Madame President."

She smiled.  While she'd not made much motion towards getting to know
many of her understaff since she usually was too busy, part of her was
pleased he accepted.  Give her a chance to once again touch base with
those who had faith in her.

"Excellent, I will change and gather what I can for snacks, you get
comfortable and pick something off the shelf.", she said.

He nodded, "Of course.  Comfortable he was her bodyguard, that job did
not get comfortable, you just did your job, besides it was hard to get
comfortable with a pistol in his kidney.

Antanasia changed into comfortable yet modest sweatpants and an
oversized t-shirt, and brought in a bowl of chips and a bag of candy.
She was surprised to see Iordan still in full suit.  "You can take off
your coat, loosen your tie, even take off your shoes.", she said with
a half smile, "I do know you are armed."

He nodded, she looked more comfortable, and less...constricted, so he
took off his jacket and removed his tie.  The one thing he couldn't
comfortably remove without stripping off his shirt would be the kevlar
vest he wore.  So he kicked off his shoes and then sat down.

"Isn't that better?", she smiled as she set the bowl and bag on the
coffee table, "What sort of movie do you have a taste for?"

"Well I'd say if we can get the Sci Fi Channel we may end up seeing
our starring roles, or in this case something very similar."

She tossed him the remote and sat down on the couch next to him, "You
have the control so flip away."

He flipped around and the room was full of music as the last movie
ended, this one was filmed in Canada and had a mutant killer grizzly.

It was the sort of 'turn your brain off and watch' types of films,
which considering if things went badly between China, Canada and the
US that they'd all end up throwing bombs around, was the sort of thing
that after time one did expect that they'd all suffer due to the 'big
dogs' that one really couldn't get worked up about it if it did become
an inevitability, was probably what was needed.  If one was going to
end up dying in the blaze World War three was long postulated, why not
take it easy when it comes.

Though since it had been a long day, Antanasia began to doze, ending
up using Iordan's shoulder as a comfy pillow.

Ok this was one of those moments he did not get briefed on, yes she
was his President, he had sworn to give his life to defend her, but
she was a woman, and for a man in peak physical shape with a job that
was the quintessential macho job, his personal life had been
rather....lacking.  So he sat quietly as she dozed on his arm, not
wanting to move.

Antanasia was out like the proverbial light, even snuggling up in her
sleep, making it fairly clear she wasn't going to be waking anytime
soon.

Iordan scooped her in his arms, the leader of his country, oh gods if
the tabloids got pictures of this he would end up being transferred to
somewhere less pleasant.

So he carried her to the bedroom as she slept.

She snuggled up some as he carried her, the hardness of his kevlar
apparently not mattering.  Her bedroom was rather average, though a
teddy bear from childhood sat on a dresser.

Before he left for the night Iordan did look at the pictures that were
set around, her growing up, including the picture every Romanian had
in the uniform as a child.  He picked up the teddy bear and set it
next to her.

Then he went out the couch and laid down, falling dead asleep.

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Actions:

1) Find out if the funeral is still on or what?
2) More wait and see what happens next

-- 
--I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there
ought to be at least a few sharks in the water.