29-04-2026, 01:18 PM
High Command of the Revolutionary People's Army, Cise, Utaristan, 16th of May, 5725
Prison CIS-01, Greater Cise, Utaristan, 19th of May, 5725
Palace of Revolution, Cise, Utaristan, 21st of May, 5725
Quote:Admiral Robin Waltz, the only admiral of the Revolutionary People’s Army Navy, read the report over and over. It was impossible. A corvette captured by a mere band of pirates? The most modern ship in the RPAN, at that! He couldn’t believe his eyes. They didn’t even know how many pirates there were or where the ship had gone after! He could easily forget the idea that he would be promoted to minister anytime soon now. In fact, he should forget the idea of any career at all; Ibraev will have his head, probably literally, after this, and not only his. Well. Unlike these poor fools, he could at least choose a way to go out on his own. He opened the cabinet of his desk and took out the gun.
Prison CIS-01, Greater Cise, Utaristan, 19th of May, 5725
Quote:"Prisoner Tursanov, come out," yelled the guard loudly. Malik Tursanov followed the guard to the muddy prison yard. How could so much go so wrong so quickly? He was a minister just a few days ago. Minister of Security and Defence at that.
"You have been found guilty of gross incompetence, corruption, and effort to undermine the Revolutionary People's Republic by the Revolutionary People's Supreme Court and sentenced to death by firing squad."
Palace of Revolution, Cise, Utaristan, 21st of May, 5725
Quote:Imekanu Aigner nervously knocked at the door in front of her. 'Get yourself together for fuck's sake; you are an intelligence agent; you have been through worse,' she thought to herself. The thing, of course, was she hadn't been through worse; being shot at by religious lunatics or spying on a country that now vividly hated anything from her homeland didn't even hold a candle to meeting the most powerful person in Utaristan, the woman that built this country. 'Red Empress', they called her privately. Of course, if anyone heard any of them say that, their career in intelligence, or really anywhere, would be quickly over.
"Come in," called out a feminine but firm voice from the inside. Imekanu opened the door and took a step inside. Honestly, it was as she expected; Red Empress was known for her strictness, and the room reflected it. The only decorations were the portraits of Metz and Leonid on the wall behind the wooden desk. And of course directly behind the desk was the woman herself, Abenanka Ibraev.
"Comrade President, Comrade Minister Navai sent me to give a personal report."
"Of course, go ahead, Comrade," replied the brown-eyed woman behind the desk. Despite her relatively short stature, power and calm radiated from her.
"Comr–, excuse me, former Admiral Robin Waltz has committed suicide right after the incident. Former Bureau Director of the Bureau of Military Procurement Abdul Nasyrov was executed on the 18th of May. Former Minister Tursanov was executed 2 days ago, followed by former Chief of the General Staff Army General Oqil Komilov on the same day."
The woman on the other side of the desk considered her.
"Very well. Comrade, what is your name?"
"Imekanu Aigner, Comrade President"
"Comrade Aigner, what is your current assignment?"
"Agent of the Bureau of Counter-Revolutionary Activities, Comrade President!"
"And what do you want to do in 5 years?"
That question gave Imekanu a pause. She must answer carefully; if Ibraev decides she doesn't like her, her career is immediately over. But she heard that Ibraev liked direct and ambitious people as long as they didn't endanger her. She decided that coming off as meek would be worse than coming off as over-ambitious.
"I want to lead the Bureau, Comrade President."
The other woman once again considered her. Imekanu felt like every fibre of her being was being pulled apart and carefully judged.
"Very well then, Comrade. I admire your ambition."
Imekanu felt relief surge through her as suddenly she was whole again.
"But…" And suddenly it was gone, and it was like she was falling into an infinite well of anxiety.
"I think it's better you serve the Revolution and the Party more directly. Report to the Comrade Republic Commander of Revolutionary People's Civic Militia. You shall serve as Section Commander of the Direct Oversight Section. From now on, you lead all the commissars that oversee the Revolutionary People's Army. Do not disappoint me. I shall inform Minister Navai soon."
Stunned, Imekanu couldn't believe her luck, but the service instinct took over quickly.
"Of course, Comrade President, I am very honoured!"
"Very well, Comrade Section Commander, you are dismissed. Glory to the People's Revolution of Dovani!"
"Glory to the People's Revolution of Dovani!"
On her way out Imekanu was almost running. Almost. She would, of course, never stoop to such a childish thing.
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