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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Mar 26, 2016 4:16:38 GMT
 Cherdenko laughed at the Prime Minister of Britain before leaning into the screen. "It wasn't my fault that the security was too weak. If it were up to me, I would have put him in Siberia! Blame Dmitry for Omar's escape, not me!" "Cherdenko...get off the line...When I get back to Moscow, I expect to see you out of the Prime Minister's chair." Dmitry continued to look down as he said this. Cherdenko's smile faltered and he looked to the President.  "Excuse me, Mr. Molchanov?" Dmitry looked up, face contorted in anger. "You heard me! You're finished, done for, out! You; are; FIRED!" "You can't fire me! Who are you going to replace me with?" "That is no longer your concern! Yesli ya vernus' v Moskvu i nayti, chto vy vse yeshche tam, ya budu u vas sudili za izmenu protiv Rossiyskoy Federatsii! Dolzhen li ya sdelat' sebe yasno?!" Cherdenko's look of confusion turned to one of shock. "You can't try me for treason! I have done nothing!" "The information you gave could hold you contemptible for treason! I'll be back in two days, Khoroshego dnya, ser!" Dmitry then took the remote nearby and shut off the TV, putting his head in his hands as malicious thoughts rose to mind on Cherdenko. |
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Post by Edmund Wilson on Mar 26, 2016 4:21:15 GMT
Edmund sat back in his chair and rubbed his chin.
"First Lord." He addressed gravely to the professional head of The Navy. "You are to accelerate the plan for the expansion of The Royal Navy. We are at war."
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Mar 26, 2016 4:25:36 GMT
"I came here for a vacation...instead, I end up working outside the Kremlin and firing the Prime Minister...if this day gets any worse, I may have to just stay in Moscow to keep it all up," Dmitry stated. He then turned to Prime Minister Wilson and cleared his throat, straightening his tie once more.
"Do you mind if I use the hotline from here to Moscow to talk about the matter at hand?"
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Post by Edmund Wilson on Mar 26, 2016 4:28:29 GMT
Edmund approached Dmitry and guided him to his office.
"You're all dismissed. All plans concerning the expansion of The British Armed Forces is to be initiated and accelerated." He said to the War Cabinet before leaving.
Upon arrival in his office, he lifted the receiver and passed it to Dmitry.
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Mar 26, 2016 4:32:14 GMT
"Moskva zdes' [Moscow here]," the voice replied.
"Patch me through to Vladimir, Aaron," Dmitry sternly replied. A simple "yes sir," was heard in reply before he heard the waiting tone.
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Post by Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin on Mar 26, 2016 4:39:01 GMT
A lavish mansions quiet atmosphere in the countryside of Russia was ruined by the sound of a telephone. It continued to ring as a well dressed man calmly approached it, his footsteps echoing throughout the vast interior as he finally arrived and picked up the phone. "Это Владимир Путин. [This is Vladimir Putin.]" He greeted quietly. "Как я могу помочь вам , господин президент? [How can I assist you, Mr. President?]"  |
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Mar 26, 2016 4:47:50 GMT
"Dobroye utro g-n Putin. K sozhaleniyu, chtoby razbudit' vas, no ya by ne nazval vas v etot chas, yesli eto bylo ne vazhno. Prem'yer-ministr Anatoliy Cherdenko dolzhen byt' zamenen. Tak kak u menya net nikogo na korotkiy srok, mne bylo interesno, yesli vy, vozmozhno, khoteli by zanyat' pozitsiyu? YA ponimayu, yesli vy etogo ne sdelayete, khotya. Vy vyshli na pensiyu, v kontse kontsov [Good morning Mr. Putin. Sorry to wake you, but I wouldn't call you at this hour if it wasn't important. Prime Minister Anatoly Cherdenko needs to be replaced. Since I have no one else on short notice, I was wondering if you would possibly like to take the position? I understand if you don't though. You are retired, after all]."
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Post by Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin on Mar 26, 2016 4:50:47 GMT
"Я буду в Москве в течение десяти минут. (I will be in Moscow in ten minutes.) " Putin replied before hanging up and heading out of his mansion to make his way back to the offices he had occupied before under President Medvedev.
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Mar 26, 2016 4:53:05 GMT
Dmitry looked to the phone before putting the receiver back on its cradles.
"Thank you, Prime Minister. Hopefully I can now enjoy my vacation...if I don't need to head back immediately.
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Post by Edmund Wilson on Mar 26, 2016 4:58:00 GMT
"Indeed you can, sorry for dragging you out of bed." Edmund apologised. "How about you and I have breakfast together on the terrace? It's past the time to go back to bed now."
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on Mar 26, 2016 4:59:42 GMT
"That sounds delightful, Mr. Wilson." (OOC: And this one is over. The Warzone Lock it.) |
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