Thread: Technology Wars ((Vivid and bluerosekissed ))

The country was on the verge of civil war. No matter how much either side tried to cover up this fact, proof of it was starting to pop up everywhere. Skirmishes along the borders of the states began to pop up as more information came to light. An artifact had been found. One of tremendous importance. It was stipulated that this device could rip through the power of space time itself. Others thought it was a thing that made all steam powered objects run off of the pure energy that it emitted. There were so many rumors surrounding the ancient piece of equipment it was hard to tell what was true and what wasnt. The only fact that anyone knew, other than the ones who discovered it, was that it was powerful. The great airship Poseidon sailed across the crisp blue sky. There were only a few clouds in the air and the ride was as smooth as anyone could hope for. The sounds of the engines was soft, almost undetectable, in the passenger compartment of the private steam machine. Magdalena wrung her hands together, nearly creating a hole in her delicate white lace gloves. This was the first time that she was accompanying her father on one of his negotiations and she was nervous. The strawberry blonde looked up from her hands as her father tapped her encouragingly on the knee. Do not worry, Poppet, he said soothingly. A smile deepened the wrinkles at the edges of his periwinkle eyes. Her own soft green eyes reflected her worry and he gave a laugh. I know you are worried dearest but you will be just fine. Just be quiet unless youre spoken to. There is no need to pull out this unpleasantly longer than what it has to be and I know you are eager to get home for your mothers recovery. Which was true. The reason she had gone with her father was because her mother was laid up in the hospital. Although Magdalena was technically and adult at the age of eighteen she hated staying in the house by herself. Her father had graciously suggested that she come with him on this business trip. It would end right before her mother got out of that institution and back home for a rest period. Both of Magdalena Wrens parents were politicians but the wear and tear of the constant strife and debate that was required of the job was starting to wear thin on Rachael Wren. Stressed caused her to become sick more and more and finally her heart couldnt take it. She had a stroke. I just hope that this will be as quick and painless as possible, papa. She replied in a soft and gentle voice. I still cant believe that all of this controversy is happening over an old piece of junk. Now, now Maggie. That old piece of junk is something very important. Something that is tearing our great nation apart and making us a target from other countries. The deals we strike this week can and will directly effect the outcome of our home. I still say it is a foolish thing to start a war about. What does this thing even do? No one knows. No one should care. They cant even get the damn thing to start. Its history! Its stupid! The elder gentleman leaned back and gave a hearty chuckle, hands moving on his cane in a methodical manner. Why must he act that way? Like he knew everything? Age was not the only precursor to wisdom. Admittedly he did know much more than she did. Constantine Wren was a well studied, well spoken individual whom made the human condition his cause. It was no wonder that he jumped at this opportunity. There was silence in the airship as it began its decent on the city below. In just a few minutes they were to meet with the ambassador of that particular part of the nation to sort everything out. Magdalenas stomach clenched and she looked out of her window. The people below looked tiny. Like ants, really. She wondered if those people cared about what was going on that day or, if like her, they simply just wanted to get over this artifact business and move on to things that were actually worth fighting over.