Kevin Kingswell Posted October 8, 2011 Report Share Posted October 8, 2011 It was such a beautiful morning, the crisp sea air flowing across the land with the sun's first rays of light gently spreading across the waking city. The streets of Marybourne, capital of Islz Cruz, were quite full as those on the night shift headed home whilst those early risers headed for work or for a cup of coffee and breakfast. One of the few cars out on the roads was a slightly worn limousine headed for the temporary building which would hopefully be moved to a more permanent building ready for the elections to be held in a few months. Of course the occupents all had mixed feelings as to what the future held for them and the nation. The limousine belonged to the Islz Cruz government though right now it had been sent out to pick up Mr George Rolf and his wife and eldest daughter. All three of them were in the back area of the limo. Rolf and his wife Samantha were busy talking together about the first steps the government should take, whilst Samantha wasn't actually part of the government she was still and unofficial advisor to her husband who did value her contribution quite heavily. Thier daughter however, was busy studying her nails and trying not to sigh in boredom. By now she would have been up and on her computer emailing her friends around the world but her parents thought it would help her to better understand the world she lived in if she came and spent the day with her father. It was probally unorthadox in most other countries, probally but as Islz Cruz were just coming onto the world picture it was allowed for now. Virginia let a gentle sigh escape her lips bot of course her mother heard her and looked her way shaking her head. "Virginia this moment is very important to your father so could you at least try and look interested?" said Samantha. Rolf kept quiet of course though he felt slightly sorry for his daughter after all he had been her age once and had found his parents so very boring. "Sorry mum" replied Virginia straighting herself and fussing with her waistcoat. Seeing as how they were going to Rolf's workplace and it being parliament at that she was wearing her formal clothes for once. With a nice white short sleeve shirt and black waistcoat with matching black trousers and boots she looked quite "proper" as her mother put it. Of course her mother didn't understand why her daughter chose to wear trousers over skirts as she herself wore but she accepted as one her daughter's phases. George himself was clothed in a nice blue roller business suit and black tie, his stack of files nestled neatly in his lap. "Mr Rolf we are approaching the parliament building now" informed the driver before taking a corner and driving into a half empty carpark situated behind a sixty year old office building. The building itself had recntly undergone some renovations, most of the offices on the ground floor had been knocked through and their occupents moved out to other places. It seemed strange how on the first floor the government made their discussions and plans whilst above them the ordinary people just got on with their daily lives. Still it was only to be that way for a short time as a new parliament building was already under construction and would only take a couple of weeks to be finished and ready for use. For now this would have to do and as Rolf and his family got out of the limousine they checked their appearance was acceptable one last time before making their way over to the building ready to start getting the country on the path to becoming known on the world stage. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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