Looking over at his Kommandant for a moment, a concerned look covered Jamieson's face for a moment. It was strange to see Eistochter in such a state - something must have been troubling her. However, he turned back to Kluggman.
"My story eh? I suppose I could give ye a little somethin' tae keep ye interested," Iain said with a smile.
"Grew up on Leeds, did a bit ae politics at school and after. No much money wi' that on Leeds, so I worked in the factories for most ae my life, even during the war wi' Kusari. Like my parents, I'm a socialist, so I'd been helpin' wi' the PPB - that's the People's Party ae Bretonia - for more'n a decade. We were actually gettin' some proper support fae the people, nae just Leeds folk, but... well, everthing went tae pot..."
Jamieson pauses, lost in thought as he thinks back to what happened in 817...
Michael tries to get his mind together. That was just an embarassing moment as both quickly turned their heads and looked at something totally different.
Michael now decides to get himself of whatever was going through his mind earlier, he had alread forgotten anyway. Michael turns around and now has his back turned towards the window and now looks at the table constantly.
Trying not to disturbs Iain's story or his deep thought Michael kneels next to the Kommandant and speaks very quietly"Kommandant, is everything alright. Anything troubling you? I don't think I have seen you in such a confused state in quite a while. What happened?"
Michael is lost in a mixture of surprise and confusion about what just happened. The Kommandants actions seemed so strange..."Su...Sure Kommandant! I will be right on my way"
Michael softly takes Freya's hand of his shoulder and moves to the bar turning around a few times. His old enemy, his clumsiness is coming back again. Kind of absent he orders a WeiÃwein and as soon as he receives it he returns to the table. Michael sits back down again, smiles at Freya and slides her drink to her.
Bringing his mind back to the present, Jamieson continues his story:
"The 'traditional' parties conspired against us and managed tae twist a protest that turned tae a riot into our political disaster. Let's just say those damned police... brutes arenae gettin' any forgiveness fae me any time soon..." Iain stops again, a mixture of anger and great sorrow across his face.
"Banned and on the run, those that had warnin' managed tae leave for safety, mostly on IMG stations. Didnae dae much good, most were found and arrested. A fair few ae us found refuge wi' the Mollys ae all people, and as ye may know fae any time wi' the Volksfront, a lot ae them worked wi' them in Bretonia and here in Rheinland.
As for me... well I had a reason tae stick around a little longer."
He stops again, momentarily distracted by Hermann stumbling to and from the bar.
She smiles back at him, then looks at the wine. Gott, it was a long time since I last drank alcohol. I stopped when I joined the Bundschuh in fact. She took a sip. Ugh, guess I gotta get used to that taste again!
"So uh... Michael, I was wondering if perhaps...if perhaps"
Come on, Freya! It's now or never!" She takes a deep breath and then manages to finally talk with a steady voice.
Suprise is the only emotion that Michael feels at the start. The kommandant's moves normally have a purpose. What is this magic? Is it the alcohol speaking out of her? But he decides to go with it, seeing as she still makes him so very curios. "Su...Su... Sure! I would be available whenever you need me to."
Michael still can't believe what happened. But he is happy to say the least. He is somewhat trying to keep focused or some sort of straight face, but he does need to smile. What just happened is pure awesomeness
Trying to maybe make it a little bit less obvious that he is happy he speaks to iain."What was that reason to stay a little bit longer?
Michael wasn't the only one confused by Freya's actions - everyone in the bar seemed rather awkward while this exchange was going on.
Jamieson would have been fine to provide a change of subject, but the true reasons would remain his own for now.
"I felt I could dae more for the people wi' the Mollys, so I stuck wi' them for about a year - raidin' government targets, beatin' back the Corsairs wi' the Hessians and that" Iain continues, adding to his recital of what brought him here,
"Wi' Gallia knockin' on the door though, I did my part tae defend my home. When the Mollys gave up on fightin' though, I didnae feel the same. Rather than fight on my own or wi' the Armed Forces, I hope tae make a difference here that the other PPB couldnae. Maybe after we fix Rheinland, Bretonia and Gallia can come soon after..."
Iain finishes his tale, as well as his drink, turning back to Erich: "So that's me, and here I am."
Matthias shook the other man's hand.
"My name is Matthias Zillich. It is a pleasure to meet one so similar to myself."
The two men started going deep in discussion, getting to know eachother better and talking about change and redemption.
The conversation took turns, many laughs were had, and the Ambassador was kept busy at all times.
After finishing his last drink, Matthias said:
"You are a good man, my friend. If you wish any aid in your quest for redemption and if you wish to help organise the Bundschuh, I hereby offer you a position in our most recent attempt at unification."
Erich blushes as he watches the altercation between Michael and Freya, muttering to himself just loud enough for Iain to hear. "The shy and meek come in second once again".
Erich coughs into the crook of his elbow, returning his full attention to him. "I am entirely sorry for what happened there in Bretonia. Someday, my friend..." Erich sets a hand on Iain's shoulder, smiling softly. "Someday we will all shed State Terror and Tyranny once and for all."
He removes his hand from Iain's shoulder, head tilting somewhat. "There is something I would like to discuss with you privately, something that will likely be of some controversy in the future."
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