Protecting the President (Brea/Benjamin/OPEN)

[Brea Cao-Wei]

Brea Cao Wei was stood at the door to President Benjamin's private quarters with his hands resting almost casually against the hilts of his swords. Anyone who had issues with the new political system had already made their move and been arrested and or executed depending on the severity of their attempt, leaving mostly those who only wanted to grumble and complain at the way things were and generally shuffle on in life thinking of nothing else. It meant that Brea generally had an easier life than usual, he was basically getting paid to stand here and look a bit scary, but he had to admit that it felt good to have his sword sworn to somebody.

He had always been in his element following orders, he rose as he did under Faharia's command and as soon as he took temporary control of the Itan-Sha his skills suddenly stopped progressing, he simply was too busy sorting out food and money rather than training. Now that he was working under Benjamin he could happily train in his own free time and he could feel himself getting stronger by every passing day.

Suddenly, the door behind him opened.

[Benjamin Kírix-Unda]

The door opened to Benjamin who stepped out of the room in a half asleep manner. He stopped in his steps and looked at Brea, seemly taking a moment to realize that he nearly bumped into the man.

"Oh, Mr. Cao-Wei," He began, "Didn't I tell you that you no longer have to wait outside the room all the time? I'm pretty sure this area is largely secure."

[Brea Cao-Wei]

Brea snorted slightly "Yes, I bet that's what they said in Santo-Luce one thousand years ago! Nowhere can ever be secured, Sir, if someone has th determination and drive they can find their way in." Brea smiled at his own tidbit of wisdom but inwardly grimaced at the prospect of remembering Santo-Luce, particularly Crasa's screams... Crasa... He missed them all do much.

"Besides, I've told you before, Sir, you need not call me 'Mr Cao-Wei', it is merely Brea to you."

[Benjamin Kírix-Unda]

Benjamin raised an eyebrow at his words about Santo-Luce, he was well aware of the official history of the event but as he was told by Brea, the actual event was far different. It still shocked him today that it was the Saints that were responsible for the orders given to the Itan-Sha regarding the Santo-Lucian leadership.

"Of course, Mr. Cao-Wei." Benjamin nodded stepping past him, "I suppose it's only a matter of time before one of the outside countries attempt to kill me. I think it unnerves them, you know, the fact that the government hasn't crashed to the ground yet."

He had been trying tirelessly to achieve a pact with surrounding countries over reclaiming fishing grounds that had belonged to Unda before the civil war began. No country wanted to listen, they treated the Administration as a annoying child, no one wanted to accept the new form of government.

"Tell me, Mr. Cao-Wei, what shall I do to prove my legitimacy to these royals? I've rebuilt our Navy with stronger technology than ever seen, I've lowered unemployment and we have an abundance resources just waiting to be exported but no government wishes to talk about it. What would you do in the situation?"

[Vash, the Angel's Moon]

There was a chuckle from the window; a red-coated figure decorated the sill, though it would have been difficult to reach without the ability to fly.

I'd let them stew in the mystery of how I'd gotten up here for the time being, since my friendly wisps had already dispersed themselves.

"Well, I know nobody's asked me," I said, hands behind my head and looking at the young... 'president', he called himself? "...but if I were in your shoes, I'd say you should probably stop trying to get them to accept you on their terms, and make some terms of your own. Doing what's never been done before usually makes the conservatives uncomfortable enough that they look the other way. Do something that'll make 'em look at you."

I laughed. "Legend says that the Ketulunan scientists did it by dropping a spaceship on their heads, but I don't think you've got one of those to spare..."

Actually, it had been something like four spaceships, but, eh. Details.

[Brea Cao-Wei]

There was a long drawn out hiss as two katana were unsheathed and pointed in Vash's direction. Brea's style was an odd one and difficult to explain, the red katana was held in his right hand which he moved up to the left side of his face and pointing at his opponent (So that the blade was held upside down). The other steel blade was held in his left hand which was coiled behind his back, it allowed him to unleash a rotation of attacks with minimal effort, thanks to his waist being wound up like a corkscrew.

Staring across at Vash, he said nothing, this man was clearly intruding on private property and it was not his place to decide who should he attack or fight any more. His eyes glanced back at Benjamin.

"Orders, Sir?"

[Vash, the Angel's Moon]

"Ay yi yi, relax!" I jumped down from the window sill into the room, raising my hands, palm-forward, in front of me. "I'm not here to fight, believe me on that! I'm actually here to help! Well... get help... well..." I paused, trailing off, looking up at the ceiling sheepishly. "...it's... actually... kinda complicated, but... I'm not unfriendly, really, so please put the sharp pointy things away?" I gave an uncomfortable look towards the blonde man's swords.

[Benjamin Kírix-Unda]

Benjamin's eyes narrowed, his body tensed as Brea stood ready to strike. He listened to the man's plea before glancing back at Brea, "Mr. Cao-Wei, make sure this man is unarmed and then we'll discuss what he wishes to request of us."

He gradually became less tense, he didn't know why, but he believed that Vash was telling the truth.

[Vash, the Angel's Moon]

Today, I had decided it would be for the best if I did not bring my gun with me; probably a smart decision, but then, rulers were nervous around weapons, especially incredibly rare, expensive, difficult-to-make deadly ones. My cross was with me, but I'd gotten Sayara's help in wrapping it in invisibility; rulers were usually nervous about suspicious bundles that might be hiding weapons, too.

"Thank you for hearing me out, Mr. President," I said to him quietly.

[Brea Cao-Wei]

One sword was sheathed, the red one, the steel stayed firmly in Brea's hand as he approached Vash and made a brief search of him, as far as he could see he was unarmed. Didn't mean he wasn't dangerous however, all the same, if he was clean, he was clean.

"Unarmed." Brea said with a small nod to Benjamin before moving back to his side, he finally sheathed the steel katana underneath the red one and held his arms at his sides, standing besides the President he looked across at Vash, his eyes scanning for the slightest hostile movement, he was taking no chances with Benjamin's life, he had sworn his blades to him, and in turn he would let no harm come to him.

[Benjamin Kírix-Unda]

Benjamin stepped past Brea and towards Vash. He had seen eyes of a killer before, he faced entire mobs before during the revolution and everyone in that mob had the same 'killer eyes'. Vash didn't have those eyes, he did not lust for blood like so many men before him.

"Shall we go sit down?" He pushed open a door that led to his office, motioning for Vash to take a step into it and sit down.

[Vash, the Angel's Moon]

I nodded. "Thank you again, Milord President," I said, putting my hands in my pockets as I followed him into his office. I seated myself comfortably before clearing my throat.

"Milord President, I've... come to ask you for your help, and... possibly offer some in return," I began, glancing to the side a moment as I began to carefully choose my words, before returning my gaze to his eyes.

"No doubt that by now, you've heard the rumors - the stories that the Lunar Knights from myth and legend have returned to this world, and protected it from the threat of their ancestors just a few short weeks ago."

I paused, again taking the time to choose what to say with care.

"Milord President..." I met his eyes again. "Milord President, those rumors are true. I know; I was there. I am a Lunar Knight, and I've come as a representative of my order here to Unda - here, where, under your supervision, change in the peoples' minds is already taking place and taking shape - in order to ask for your support of the new Order of Lunar Knights."

It was a serious request. The last time I had been in the presence of a ruler, making such a request, no one had been ready to hear the offers of peace made by my creators' people. They hadn't been ready to listen to the pleas of a dying race, had been too suspicious of their more advanced brethren and the powers they had made to accept the gifts of peace. Could it be that now, four thousand years later, the Ketulunans' original plea would be heard?

It was almost... daunting, really. I sat there, eyes locked with a man who would rule but not be king, leaving his power in the hands of his people.

Maybe... maybe, such a man was the one person in this world who would hear.

[Benjamin Kírix-Unda]

He sat back in his chair, watching carefully as Vash spoke, he had confirmed some rumors that he had been hearing, which was helpful. This was a great deal of things to swallow, the fact that the man sitting right in front of him was indeed a Lunar Knight and his request of Unda's people to support the new Order of Lunar Knights.

"You wish Unda to house your order?" He thought for a moment, "I must ask this: how would the Undian people benefit from this? Would you be willing to serve alongside Unda in times of distress?"

[Brea Cao-Wei]

"It would benefit Unda greatly, Sir." Brea spoke out plainly. "The Lunar Knights have recently come out triumphant against a threat towards all of Allorum and yet no nation has officially recognized them as a proper order. Doing so would greatly legitimize your rule, plus, you already have the backing of what's left of the Itan-Sha, if I could reform the order, under a new title of course, you would have established yourself as the leader of a country home to great warriors."

Brea mused for a moment. "The only flaw with that would be Duo-ist fears, that Unda is returning to its roots. You would need to show an act of great charity in order to allow the other kingdoms to rest easy in knowing that Unda is planning no major expansions in the near future illegitamtely, in turn hopefully regaining the fishing lands you want back. I do believe Vuoto has been having a few civil issues if I remember rightly, you were discussing them yourself, Mr President?"

[Benjamin Kírix-Unda]

He remembered the promise he made to Brea, he had promised to clean the name of the Itan-Sha. He felt terrible. He hadn't done much to fulfill the promise he made, he believed Brea understood the fact he had been swamped with setting up the new government and getting his country back on track, but it didn't take away the sick feeling he got every time he woke up.

Why should the 'Lunar Knights' be recognized when he was unable to do the same for the Itan-Sha?

He ran his hand through his dark hair before looking back at Brea, Benjamin's face riddled with guilt before he finally looked back at Vash, having made the decision. "The Undian people will welcome the Lunar Knights with open arms as long as you do the same, thus, I believe I have a perfect job that would be beneficial on both sides if you helped. It would help the world recognize our legitimacy. Would you like to hear it?"