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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #25 on: May 28, 2012, 05:58:40 PM »

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #26 on: May 28, 2012, 06:10:26 PM »
Karlheinz waved her away, frustrated that she seemed to leave without even commenting on what he had been saying.  She did talk about putting her feet up, but he wasn't meaning that she should put her feet up when he wasn't there.  He shrugged his shoulders to himself, however.  Karlheinz had the looks that could get any German or Polish girl that he wanted, so if Dunya wasn't interested -- he knew there'd be other girls just dying to go out on a date with him.

With the weight on his back, and the skates on his feet, Mikhail almost waddled out of the mining compound -- unclipping the protectors from the blades when they reached the frozen ice again.  It seemed like the fuel tanks were getting heavier and heavier every week since Karlheinz had taken charge, which wasn't a bad thing because it meant they were getting more than they used to.  But it was beginning to become a problem due to the fact that they could only carry so much before it was next-to-impossible to skate.  Being a man, he could carry this kind of weight but Dunya was a different story.  Hers, especially, was much fuller than it used to be.

"Maybe you should ask him to re-build the road.  I mean, he clearly fancies you... and if you take him up on one of his 'offers' then he might do us a little favour in return.  Because I don't know about you... but I'd much prefer to drive this stuff back to our base than have to skate with it."  He said, beginning to pick up a pace.  Now that they were carrying some extra weight, the speed between the pair had shortened.  No longer did Dunya have to stop every so often and wait for him to catch up.

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #27 on: May 28, 2012, 07:46:18 PM »
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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #28 on: May 30, 2012, 06:28:04 PM »
It had clearly sunk in to Dunya's brain that what Mikhail was saying was a good idea.  It always was.  Mikhail was always the one that came up with all of these good plans but usually people didn't think they would work.  If this resulted in a road getting built then he was all for Dunya whoring herself out to a German.  He was sick and tired of having to skate to the mine; if it was a truck, then he would be less likely to moan about it.  Although he'd still probably tell her to get Alexey to drive instead of him.

Karlheinz had returned to his balcony, watching Dunya disappear in to the white distance with her partner.  Unfortunately for him, there was a distinct lack of females on this island.  Or at least, in the German town anyway.  Very few female workers were allowed anywhere near the mine, and the ones that were looked like they were related to the trolls that lived under the bridges of children's stories.  He had yet to visit the two Scandinavian villages to the north-east of here, or even the Russian camp for that matter.  It wasn't like his schedule was busy or anything (well, it definitely wasn't any more), and the exploring would do him good.

"Just thought you should know, the Norwegian journalist girl is on her way, did I mention to you yesterday that she'd called for an interview?  It might've slipped my mind.  You can't be busy though, I'd cleared up your schedule.  She wants to talk to the 'up and coming leader' of the Germans.  Shall I send her up once she arrives?"  Karlheinz turned around to the sound of Laura's voice, nodding his head slowly.  Having a personal assistant who was 100% loyal to the last person in charge brought some difficulties, although he liked to think that he was slowly converting Fraulein Fassbinder with his charm.  Nah.  Probably not.

"Thank you, Laura."  He said, walking off the balcony and closing the door behind him.  The local newspaper was sending one of it's journalists to interview him; Adalinda's sudden departure was big news around these parts and they wanted everyone to know about the guy that was replacing her.  "When she gets to the door, show her in and send her up to my office."  He said, elongating the fact that it was his office now and not her dear, sweet Adalinda's.  Karlheinz walked passed her and rubbed his nose, heading towards his office with a slight smug on his face.

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #29 on: May 31, 2012, 08:21:30 PM »
The first time Laura had been thanked for doing something was by Karlheinz Stanger moments after Adalinda had been

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #30 on: June 02, 2012, 03:10:43 PM »
Karlheinz had made it to his office before Juron arrived at the door, he had been spinning on his leather chair and playing with a slinky that he had found during one of his inspections of the base.  He had no idea who it belonged to, and seeing as though no one had yet to come to him complaining that someone had stolen their slinky, then he was keeping it.  He kept it in one of the drawers in the desk; and quickly returned it to it's new home when Juron knocked on the door.

"It's open."  The German said, relaxing back on the chair and clasping his hands on his lap.  "Fraulein Bratthen, what a nice surprise."  He said, nodding towards the chair on the other side of the desk for her to sit on.  "I was wondering when the... umm... I'm sorry, I have no idea what the name of your paper is."  He smiled, leaning forward in his chair.  "I've just been absolutely snowed under in work around here.  I don't know how that woman did it."  The woman he was referring to, of course, was Adalinda Knapp, who as far as he was concerned was dead.

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #31 on: June 02, 2012, 03:37:53 PM »
Pushing open the door to his office Juron stepped in, her eyes sweeping over the state that the room was kept in before falling on the only other person inside other than herself.

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« Reply #32 on: June 02, 2012, 04:54:48 PM »
The proper thing to have done was stand up, shake her hand, perhaps even pull out the seat for her and then return to his own.  But things were a little less formal around here, and there was a relaxed mood in the air.  In fact, if it got any more casual in this office they would have been sitting on bean-bags.  He smiled as she flattered him with compliments, and he could almost see the touch of nerves -- or at least a pair of eyes which weren't quite used to situations like this.  Noticing things like that were in Karlheinz's nature; being an actor made you aware of amateurs and those who were experienced.

He smiled at her first question.  "I see you're not familiar with my work.  That doesn't surprise me: in fact, I've yet to even see a television on this island."  It was a first for Karlheinz, he was used to his face being instantly recognisable.  It was understandable that a Norwegian journalist on a small island hadn't seen his filmography, considering that the target audience was primarily the people of the German Empire.  "I'm an actor, Miss Bratthen.  Though you won't see me in any chick-flicks or period dramas.  My speciality is... propaganda films.  They see me -- a member of a great Teuton dynasty -- and believe that somehow I am going to rally the country to support their mad expansion dreams.  I mean, no offence Miss Bratthen, but your island is hardly the city of Atlantis.  Sure, there is the resource... but for all I know, it could dry up within the next five years.  And then what?  A little icey rock that's barely worth the manpower it costs to guard it from the Russians?"

By now, he had brought the slinky back out and was shifting it between his palms.  "But to answer your question?  I don't know why I was chosen to run this place.  I guess they wanted someone who was still loyal to the Fatherland, and it does help that I have some of the best engineers in the country reporting to me and keeping me updated on how things are running.  Loyalty wasn't in the dictionary of the last person person in charge."

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #33 on: June 02, 2012, 05:55:33 PM »
Juron knew what Karlheinz was talking about all too well, her first and only interview with the former leader of the island, Adalinda Knapp, had not been a very pleasant one which had resulted in Juron Bratthen being demoted down to where she was currently for the last year and a bit. It was either that or be fired. She hadn

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« Reply #34 on: June 02, 2012, 06:17:09 PM »
"They said I was being shipped to a little island to the north.  I thought it was another movie shoot at first, and even when they started to tell me the plan, I was like -- I've done this before.  This sounds like a film I've already done.  And I had.  The Old Men wanted a group of us to escort them to the island, make sure that Adalinda Knapp was removed from her post.  And they wanted me in charge.  I can't see it being a long-term role for me -- a few months, maybe?  They're probably on the look out for someone more suitable as we speak."  Karlheinz had been surprised that Dietrich Schneider hadn't been given the keys to the mine, although there had been rumours that he had been corrupted by Adalinda's dream of an even Greater Germany, one which she was in charge of.  Although they still seemed to trust him somewhat, because he went back to Bavaria with them.

"The Russians?  I haven't really dealt with them much.  They had some kind of... fuel trade going on that gives them a few barrels of fuel a week.  It seems to keep them happy, and right now that's what we need.  For everyone on the island to be happy and holding hands.  Working together.  The last thing we need is for them lot to be arming themselves with AKs and RPGs, and your lot grabbing their pitchforks and shotguns."

The arrangements right now seemed to be satisfactory for all parties involved.  The Norwegians were supplied power by the Germans, and the Russians were given x amount of fuel a week.  Karlheinz had no plans to change that too much; they were running a business here and he couldn't start getting too friendly with anyone.  He had to give it to Adalinda -- everything was running well just they way they were.  He was the public face to the whole thing, to sit behind the desk and to smile for whatever camera or potential trader came this way.

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« Reply #35 on: June 02, 2012, 06:50:31 PM »
None of what Karlheinz said surprised Juron much; most of it was what they had heard from rumours already. A lot of the Germans talked once given the right amount of alcohol, but unfortunately for Juron

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« Reply #36 on: June 02, 2012, 07:13:23 PM »
Karlheinz leaned back in his chair when the question about whether he was single or not was finally asked.  It was a question which was never a stranger to him, one which he always had the same answer for regardless if it were true or not.  "The only woman in my life is the one I'm staring at right now."  He said to her, crossing one leg over the other and rocking slowly in his chair, grinning out of the corner of his mouth.  "Maybe this is the time to press the little pause button on your tape recorder."  He suggested, displaying an aura of confidence which gave off the impression that he knew he wouldn't receive a knock-back.

The interview was over, Juron might not have been able to ask all the questions she wanted to ask him but he had given her enough answers to give her a decent amount to write in her article.  "Write a good story about me, and I can get you writing front page stories like *that*..."  Karlheinz snapped his fingers, unaware that it had actually been Adalinda's influence that had caused her to be writing tiny, pointless articles in the first place.  Looking at his watch, he mentally made a note to postpone anything that he had planned for the next little while -- walking around the mining room nodding his head at the engineers as they pushed buttons and turned dials that Karlheinz had no clue what they were for.

Standing up, the German wandered slowly around the desk and stood behind Juron's chair, placing both hands on either side of her and lowering his head slowly towards her ear.  "You're not in any rush to get back to your little town... are you Miss Bratthen?"

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #37 on: June 02, 2012, 07:45:38 PM »
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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #38 on: June 02, 2012, 07:58:09 PM »
Chapter 1.3
The Submarine

"So what did she say about you?"  Asked a full-mouthed Szymanski, his breakfast still digesting between his teeth as he spoke to the commissioner across the table from him in the mess hall.

Karlheinz lowered the newspaper just enough so that his eyes could look over the printed paper at the Polish engineer, his eyebrows burrowing downwards a little.  With each word that the Polak spoke, Karlheinz could see small clumps of food bouncing against the back of the paper which had thankfully been shielding his face.  "There's a big pile of newspapers at the end of the table.  There is a reason we get a bunch of them delivered instead of just one.  The reason is so that everyone can read their own paper in peace.  Or would you rather I called a morning meeting and read the paper from cover-to-cover out loud for everyone?"

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and a submarine had been sighted off the coast of the island.  While they were not expecting any visitors from Germany (or anywhere else, for that matter), Karlheinz found it off that a military submarine would be approaching without any prior notice.  The coastal defence had been manned and were keeping a close eye on the vessel -- they had been told to hold their fire just until it docked and the crew came out.  The last thing they needed was to accidentally fire on a Russian submarine by accident.

When Stanger arrived at the dock, the submarine had already parked itself against the pier and sailors were spilling out of the hatches on top.  It was a cold and extremely windy day, and the long grey trenchcoat he wore fluttered wildly with the cool gale.

"Mr Stanger!"  A voice approached him and while it was in German, the accent was definitely not.  "Apologies for the surprise visit, but our ship has almost run dry.  We radio'd ahead, but we got no answer.  My name is Captain McRae, and this is my second-in-command, Lieutenant Wallace."

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« Reply #39 on: June 02, 2012, 08:24:07 PM »
Lieutenant Mariah Wallace, second-in-command to Captain McRae of the submarine docked on the German island was feeling a bit stressed. Inside her coat pocket was an envelope sealed tightly and burning a hole into her side as she had waited impatiently for them to go ashore. The envelope was for none other than Adalinda Knapp, the last woman she remembered to be in charge of the beautiful island. The woman and she weren

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« Reply #40 on: June 02, 2012, 08:58:21 PM »
McRae nodded, understanding her concern.  Yet right now, the person who was down here was Stanger and that was the person that he was going to talk with.  "If you'll excuse us, hen."  McRae said, almost pushing the woman out of the way as if she were to allow the men to talk.  Even though she was his second-in-command, that position frequently lacked any authority.  "You don't have some spare diesel about here, do you?"  He asked, placing his arm around Stanger as he walked with him back towards the submarine.

"The only fuel we've got around here will melt your tanks."  Stanger looked at him, unable to pull away from the man's grip.

"Damn nations.  I'll have to radio back tae base, see if they can get some brought over.  Might not get here for a day or two, I'm afraid.  I hope you don't mind the old submarine sitting here 'til then?"

"Shouldn't be a problem."  Karlheinz shrugged, managing to free himself from McRae's arm.  "Just as long as your men have got plenty of money to spend in the gift shop."  He spun on his heels, hands in his pockets, looking over at the young woman who had once been standing next to McRae.  "Your Lieutenant... I didn't know they let women on these things."  The German was right, most navies had forbidden the female to be anywhere near one of these things yet there was also something else he didn't know -- that Captain McRae was no longer a member of the Scottish Navy...

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Re: Dieselpunk-Deutschland
« Reply #41 on: June 03, 2012, 02:09:44 AM »
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« Reply #42 on: June 03, 2012, 12:00:15 PM »
McRae had already been filled in my Karlheinz as they walked a little distance away from Mariah, their voices unheard to those around them.  McRae seemed to laugh at the news that Adalinda Knapp was no longer in charge of the facility, and while he did not know of the Bavarian Council, it didn't surprise him that the Germans wanted her out solely because she was a woman.  Well, that was a lie.  They had suspicions that she was up to no good anyway.  When he asked where she was now, Karlheinz could not give him an answer.  All he said was "far away from here".  He had assumed that Dietrich had put a bullet in her head and pushed her in to the sea.

"Miss Wallace, I think we have to talk about some things.  There's been a change in management."  Karlheinz offered her one of the two seats in front of his desk, closing the door in Laura's face so they could be left alone.  McRae sat in one of the seats, while Karlheinz placed his backside down on the one behind his desk.  "Your... business associate is no longer here.  I'm in charge of this place now... so any kind of business that your Captain and you have will now go through me.  So tell me.  As it looks like you'll be staying here for a little while, maybe you'd like to fill me in on who exactly the two of you are?"

McRae looked to his female shipmate, clearing his throat.  Made sense for him to start speaking first, and while he usually liked to keep his business a secret -- Adalinda Knapp had had no problem with their methods.  "As I told you at the submarine, Mr Stanger, we may travel in a submarine painted with the Scottish Navy's flag on the side, but our association with them has long since finished.  There's much more profit to be made in flying solo."

"So you're pirates."

"I don't like the word 'pirate', Mr Stanger.  Pirate makes it sound like I should be walking about with an eyepatch and a wooden leg.  No.  Let's just say we're traders of... exotic goods.  Perhaps you would like to see some of our stock?  I'm sure we've got something that would interest you."

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« Reply #43 on: June 03, 2012, 11:12:50 PM »
If Mariah hadn

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« Reply #44 on: June 04, 2012, 01:00:44 PM »
"Thank you for putting so bluntly, Mariah."  McRae said, flicking his eyes towards her.

Karlheinz frowned when the mention of exotic goods was brought up, and although he had suspicions about what exotic goods actually were, his guess was confirmed when Mariah spoke about good and willing whores.  She was already at the door, and Karlheinz was curious to see if they were actually telling the truth.  No point in lying, he figured.  Although he wasn't exactly desperate enough to buy a woman from them.  He'd just run back over to Juron's office with some flowers -- or in Dunya's case, go to their camp with a big barrel of fuel.  She seemed like the type that would find that romantic.

Clearly, Adalinda had known about this business.  Had she actually purchased women, however?  There didn't seem to be any sign of women chained to beds, and he sure as hell hadn't heard any of them men talking about anything like this.  But this was Adalinda he was thinking about, and she appeared to be doing a lot of things off the books.  Who knew what she was really up to here.

Szymanski was standing beside one of the jeeps when Karlheinz asked him to drive them back to the docks.  The Polak nodded his head and started up the engine, taking them to their destination.  He brought the vehicle to a halt, however, when there appeared to be an alarm of some kinda sounding from the dock.  "What's going on here?"  He muttered, watching Karlheinz jump out of the car and head off in the direction of the alarm.

"Captain McRae!"  A Scottish soldier shouted, running towards them.  "One of the women... she's escaped!  She knocked out her guards and ran off in to the forest!"

McRae growled, looking to Mariah.  It was just one problem after another.

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« Reply #46 on: June 06, 2012, 02:57:51 PM »
Mariah had taken off before anyone could say anything, leaving Karlheinz and McRae to stand there watching her disappear towards the treeline.  Someone had turned off the alarm, returning the area to it's quiet ambience.  The faint sound of waves crashing against rocks and the muttering of sailors were the only noises that could now be heard.  "Does this happen alot?"  Asked the German, to which the Scotsman shook his head.  "Can't be good for business."  If a woman had managed to escape from her locked prison cell, with her hands tied behind her back, and get past the armed guards that were supposed to be looking after her then Karlheinz figured she deserved to get away.  It wouldn't have happened if it were a German submarine, however.

The two men had decided to return to the headquarters instead of going out knee-deep in muck to try and find the runaway Englishwoman, Szymanski driving them back towards the mining building where Karlheinz had a chance to put his feet up on the desk.  McRae and him talked in his office for what felt like ages, discussing business deals and what kind of money would expect to be exchanged between them.  Karlheinz held his hand up and told McRae that he wasn't interested in buying any women -- even for the men who worked here.  He wasn't in to the whole 'slave trading' business; he was more interested in hearing Captain McRae's war stories.

"You know, that's the kind of thing that would make it in to my films.  The Bavarians aren't really interested in the water -- we don't have a single ship to our name.  The rest of Germany, however... I'm sure you've ran in to it once or twice."  He pressed a buzzer on his desk, requesting that Laura make a cup of tea for McRae and bring it in to them.  "Thank you Laura."  He said, when the door opened.  "Well Captain, what kind of bounty would you expect to get for a fine wench such as this?  Laura, darling -- do a little spin for us."

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« Reply #47 on: June 06, 2012, 05:19:20 PM »
Laura hated Karlheinz. She hated the fact he thought he could just walk in and take over with the snap of his fingers, and that he had replaced Adalinda so easily making everyone prefer the German man over the princess. The fact he spoke to everyone kindly and didn

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« Reply #48 on: June 07, 2012, 07:22:43 PM »
McRae leaned forward in his chair, pouring himself some tea while looking over at Laura.  The sailor seemed to know when his cup had filled to the top, as he placed the tea pot back down without even checking to see if it had overflowed (which it hadn't).  "Still young.  Nice little body.  Uniform's a bit unflattering so I'd have to see what she looks like without it.  I'd say -- if I was buying her to sell on -- 20,000 Deutschmarks?"

Karlheinz rubbed his chin, narrowing his eyes, studying the young personal assistant.  It was actually a rather unflattering amount of money that had been placed on the table, and it didn't really represent the true value of a young woman such as Laura.  Though times were hard for pirates, and the auctions weren't as profitable as they once were.  Fewer people were buying the slaves nowadays, they were going for that stupid 'dating' route -- where instead of buying their ownership, you would take them out for a meal and get to know them.  McRae thought that was a silly way of doing it.

"That's a bit cheap, don't you think Laura?"  Karlheinz asked her, not yet telling her that she could return to what she had been doing.  He knew she was a hard worker, and always liked to keep herself busy -- and it was a lot more noticable with Karlheinz now in charge.  The workers here began to get lazier, while Laura seemed to work even harder.  "I'd say she's worth about double that, and I know you'd still make a good profit with that."  He said with false confidence, trying to pass off as if he knew what he were talking about.

Again, McRae seemed to study her from his seat, and took a sip of his tea.  "Hmm."  He mumbled, digging in to his pocket and pulling out a notepad and pencil.  The sailor scribbled something on to the paper, momentarily pausing and tapping the end against his lip as if he were doing some kind of calculation off the top of his head.  When he worked out the answer, McRae wrote something else down before putting the paper back in his pocket.

"33,000."

"You serious?"

"Aye."

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« Reply #49 on: June 08, 2012, 06:14:08 PM »
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