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The Secret Service arriving at her doorstep was no surprise. Although she was hoping for a solitude drive down to D.C. she gladly accepted the letter from President Gore and asked for the Secret Service agents to meet with her again at 10 a.m. the next morning. When that morning came she had her things packed in a single luggage bag - one which she would allow the SS to search through if they so desired. The trip from her childhood home to the White House took just over 7 hours, the majority of which she spent catching up on sleep and making conversation with the agents. When they arrived the clock had struck 5:30. The Tsarina was dressed in casual wear in the hopes of being inconspicuous, a pair of sunglasses covered her eyes to aid in that attempt. Once the vehicle had stopped, Catherine would follow the lead of the Secret Service. Odinson |
Once inside, Catherine would take off her sunglasses and slide them inside the pocket of her white trench coat. It was an odd feeling to see other Americans bowing to her, but she supposed that feeling would extend to any foreigner. "I'm not here 'officially', Sir." She told Duncan. "There's no need for formalities." For months now she had been treated like... well, an empress, but time at her mother's reminded her how relieving it was to be treated like Maria again rather than Catherine III. When the Vice President appeared beside them, she immediately extended her hand to shake his. "The pleasure's all mine, Mr. Vice President." She would thank Duncan before following the lead of Sinclair to the Oval office. She'd be lying it she wasn't a little nervous, but perhaps there could be some solace in believing that President Gore was just as nervous. "I'm afraid I'm not staying in the States for much longer, Mr. Sinclair." The Tsarina admitted. "There's a lot to do, both in Russia and globally. But if you ever find yourself in Russia, perhaps I could find the time to show you the orthodox church where I was coronated, the Church of the Savior on Blood. It was built on the site of my third times great grand-father, Tsar Alexander II's murder. It's a unique place: holy and morbid simultaneously, and yet very much beautiful. Not the worse of the Orthodox Churches to attend your first Liturgy." Odinson |
Growing up in the United States, the Oval Office was something that she never thought she would ever get the chance to see in person. But she was beginning to learn that her expectations from here on out would only continue to be turned on their heads. After all, who would have ever guessed that she would have been the one to reinstate he family's rights, lead Russia through its second civil war and be the first to don the Imperial Crown in over eight decades? Perhaps it truly was her God-given right to rule... President Gore would snap her from her thoughts and back into reality. She quickly shook his hand. "The pleasure is all mine, Mr. President. Thank you for having me." The Tsarina would take her seat across from the Americans. She looked around, soaking in the details of the office. Above her was a portrait of President Washington, the American Peter the Great. "I would love some." She answered to the coffee but denied sugar and milk. "I'm happy to be back, it was nice visiting my hometown again. It was a much needed rest, sleep is without a doubt a commodity I've taken for granted." She took of sip of the black coffee. "Russia is recovering quickly, thankfully. Although I imagine the United States have been harassed by foreign forces just as much as Russia has." She sighed. "The world is a crazy place." Odinson |
"Time is ever moving and the future is quickly approaching, Mr. Gore. While the Soviets are gone, the old men who supported the Union remain. But there'll be no room in my Russia for petty grudges and past rivalries. I'll drag them all into my future, or they'll be left behind." The Tsarina would take a sip of her coffee. "Russia is not an absolute monarchy, Mr. Gore. But I do hold a lot of power. I suppose the easiest and quickest way of explaining it without boring you two gentlemen would be to think of me as a lifetime President. I'm also informed of anything going on, internally or externally, so we can discuss whatever you'd like... Speaking of, it's from my understanding that our militaries are already working together with the Polish to help the Ukrainians in their internal struggles. This sort of cooperation is what your government should look forward to now. After all, there's far more concerning things to worry about now, primarily Turkey and Sweden. Those are things I would personally consider immediate, but perhaps there's other things you would wish to discuss with me?" |
"A rogue state..." She repeated that identifier. "I agree. A nation fallen into economic depression, oppressive regime, and genocidal tendencies. Many would say they're more word than action..." She trailed off, thinking as she took a sip of coffee. "Have you heard of the Grey Wolves? A terrorist organization, guilty of massacres, assassination, and bombings. They traffic arms, drugs... and people. They hate Arabs, Armenians, Chinese, Greeks, Persians, Kurds - anyone who is not Turkish. They are highly supported in the Turkish government. They've been spotted multiple times in Chechnya and it's the belief of my people that Turkey is funding the Grey Wolves and their actions there, a place they have been in since the start of the Russian civil war. If our gut feelings come to be true, then Turkey itself is responsible for the murders of hundreds of Russian citizens in the Caucasus region. By every right, we could legally invade Turkey right now... I can promise you that if push comes to shove, Russia will fight alongside you - for justice. However, if memory serves, Ozerne Air Base is Ukrainian. But there are various air bases in the south of Russia that I can authorize you access to. Specifically Voronezh or Sevastopol? Regarding a secure link between our states, I believe we would be able to use a secure computer link where messages are exchanged by a secure form of email? Or we could keep it simple and stick to fax?" Odinson |
"Very good then. Just notify the Ministry of Defense when you send off your aircraft and they'll assure they make it to Sevastopol safely. If needed, I can also grant you access to Sochi's airport - at the other side of the Black Sea." She thought for a moment. "If we are to go to war with Turkey, Russia will need its air defense systems in the Black Sea. However, these systems are quite advanced and with the civil war having destroyed much of our production capabilities, would America be willing to produce them for us? We would need six S-400 missile systems, some fifty vehicles per system. If willing, I could have the Ministry of Defense send your people all the necessary paperwork, and of course, we would pay for the production costs." Odinson |
Putting down her phone from texting the Minister of Defense, the Tsarina would return her attention to the two men in front of her. "My Minister informs me that the funds have been sent and that the Ministry has sent a fax to the Department of Defense. Please let me know if there's additional information you require." She drank her coffee. "The S-400s you will be producing for us have anti-ballistic missile capabilities, the Turks won't be able to reach Moscow or even Rostov-on-Don." The Tsarina would think for a moment, doing her best to phrase her next words very carefully. "Regarding this coalition against Turkey... While Russia understands that Turkey is a dangerous nation, ruled over by a tyrant - something that we will fight to liberate the Turkish people from. However, I want to make Russia's attendance in this coalition very clear before potential conflict arises. As you know, Constantinople is the center of Orthodox Christianity and I am related to the Palaiologos, the Romanovs may be their last descendants. We are Third Rome, Mr. Gore - by any rights. If war does break out, Russia will be seeking to liberate Constantinople and annexing its surrounding areas to the Russian Empire. I can assure you, Constantinople and the Marmara Region are all we are interested in. But I understand if you don't wish Russia to be part of the United Coalition for this reason. If you believe this will cause problems, we can remove ourselves." Odinson |
"Eastern Thrace is something I'd be able to agree to. As for your other points: I don't see myself simply as a Russian Orthodox, but as an Eastern Orthodox. All those under Orthodoxy are my brothers and sisters and I would never let harm befall them. This includes the Ecumenical Patriarch, whom I see above the Patriarch of Moscow and All Rus'. His All Holiness Bartholomew I is a spiritual leader to all of us." The mention of genocide turned her stomach. "I would also never allow such disgusting atrocities as genocide to occur under my leadership. If Russia were to annex Eastern Thrace, I assure you that all Muslims of the territory would be under my protection, safe from harm, and if they so desire: allowed to cross to mainland Turkey... Regarding a statement, that is very much possible, once the time is right of course." She finished her coffee. "I believe we have a lot to attend to, gentlemen, is there anything else?" Odinson |