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Lankadeepa wrote:

Maybe we can actually continue from where we stopped the actual rp, though now their goal would be escaping Japan/Tokyo and not going to palace. Maybe we can start it from them being in the uni but I don't want to rp the Asuka spy story again

Lankadeepa wrote:

Eitherway it'll all depend on the scale of the initial outbreak. On the small scale, It'll be like the comedy movie Shaun of the Dead where the army solves the issue in like 48 hours. In the large scale it'll be bad but for that there should be a way for it to reach large scale. A really good movie, I think Night of the Living Dead, covers this well. There the virus doesn't spread just through bites and any person that dies, no matter the cause of death, will get turned to a zombie by it. That's truly a terrifying scenario that really can't be countered

Lankadeepa wrote:

People also will be more willing to follow rules compared to covid when they see how dangerous it is from the beginning

Lankadeepa wrote:

"It's done, just as you wanted, sir. The body is preserved, and when this is all over...we'll be able to give her the send off she deserves."

"Thank you." Lashen murmurs. "The situation..."

"Hasn't changed a bit since the evening. Only twenty dead, and so far only two students in quarantine have shown signs of the virus. We'll...dispatch them before it's too late."

"Only twenty one dead then. Why did this have to happen to her."

"If it is of any comfort to you, just rememebr that you're not the only one suffering. There's no sign of my daughter in the quarantined list. I don't think she ever came back. I don't know how she gave them the slip." Here there's some pride mixed with his sorrow. "I don't know whether to feel relieved...or sad...about this. The situation everywhere else isn't too good."

"I can't see comfort in the fact that I'm not the only one suffering from personal loss. The parents of the students that lost their lives...But what's going on everywhere else?"

"The situation in the quarantine centers...It's just as we feared. The military guard there is strong. But they're almost always too slow to react. Only 1% of the quarantined groups showed signs of the virus, but by the time we managed to separate the groups, we've lost 36%. And there's no way to say who else is infected. At the end, we predict a mortality rate that exceeds 50%."

"Is that the worst so far?"

"For now. But that's without accounting for those not in quarantine. The Lankans who came back from Ienovo before the evacuations...their infected number is increasing. So far, only one of the Indian students turned, and the situation was similar to what happened here. But the MoH has predicted many more cases that aren't identified...yet. And if there's an outbreak in India...The virus, if it is a virus, has evolved too. Now sometimes it only takes minutes for some to turn, while the original victims went on for days without any signs."

Lashen gives a dry chuckle. "At first we were happy that India was safe, and that we have China and their war to thank for it. But not it seems like they'll have to stay safe from us." He leaned forward a bit. "I've sent word to the MoH. They have complete authority to order a lockdown of the entire nation. We'll close all borders, and we'll also publicize the knowledge of the virus."

"Closing the borders will protect us from any outbreak from China, or Vietnam. But lockdown will leave us with a frightened populace."

"The more scared they are, the more likely they'll follow our instructions." He leans back again. "If only...if only I gave this order yesterday. She'd still be alive. Even without that, I should've kept her home from as soon as we learnt about this virus. But...then I'll be a hypocrite in the face of everyone else."

"Her ladyship never would've agreed to stay at home. She was always brave, and her death was a sacrifice she chose to make. But now, the important thing is that you forget about everything, at least for the time being. You can't give up."

"I won't give up. I...promised her...that much."

"Then she'll be proud and happy, wherever she is now."

Lashen stood up. "My decision is final. Total lockdown and closing all borders. Give the army to mobilize reserves if the need ever arises. I keep my promises.

The director stands up along with him, with his features softened by some happiness. "That'll be done within the next hour. But...even though I said you should forget everything...there's one matter I can't not discuss. The First Lady's passing was not revealed to any media. But you can't hide it from her family. They have the right to know."

Lashen falls back onto the couch. "Her family...haven't you seen the news from Vienna. As much it pains me to say so...Rudolph is already a broken man...ordering people to church. How do you think he'll take the news?"

"They deserve to know, even if the circumstances can be covered up."

"The circumstances...I can't lie to them about her death. But I can't tell them she died by my hands. I killed her. I can't hide that forever."

"Legally, is was an assisted suicide. Both of you made the right decision, and you know it. I'm sure they'll know it too, if you choose to tell them that."

Lashen shakes his head. "I can't...I just can't. They'll hate me, and I'm not sure if that'll be unjustified."

"They should be given the chance to grieve, without finding out only too late. They will hate you at first. But they will come to understand..."

"I can't tell my mother and father in law. Just...not yet. But if her family needs to know, I'll reach out to...someone else."

"I'll leave you to that." The director turns to leave, but Lashen calls out again. "I haven't been able to ask the MoH about the possibility of a cure. Even if I didn't...I couldn't...wait for the possibility of one being created for her..."

"They aren't optimistic. They're getting samples from Ienovo, and we've collected samples from our own victims. But it's hard to reach a conclusion. It might hurt hearing this, but some samples were collected from her ladyship and..."

"I don't care about that." He stares out into the night sky. "And it'll make her happy if she knows she could help...even if she isn't with us anymore."

"Her condition was somewhat interesting to the doctors, because considering how fast other victims around her turned..."

"She said it herself. She was surprised she made it here without becoming one. And all that time, she was feeling herself losing control. It's...painful to think about. She said it might have been our love, or her will, but if it's something else...you don't need to ask me."

The director nods. "But even if we find a cure, the MoH isn't sure if it can really even call it a cure. Who are curing with that? already dead people who decay by the minute? Their only hope is to find something that'll stop the virus from taking any more lives. A vaccine maybe. But we can't do it alone."

"I'll handle the diplomacy. We can't let this continue."

The director is satisfied. "Then I take my leave. It's past midnight now. You should rest."

Lashen stands up with him, and he seems tired. "I will. But...there's something I need to do before that. I've thought about what you've said." His tone is one accepting defeat.

The director understands, and he leaves while Lashen makes his way to his office, switching on his computer. He opens an Email, and begins to type; a message, or rather a confession, addressed to the kaiserin.

Your majesty, I've decided to tell you about this, because at the moment, you're the only one close to me in Dietsland that I can trust. What I have to tell you...

He doesn't skip everything, choosing to include all the information. When he clicks "send", he has no regrets.

I hope that you understand what happened, and understand my decision...and her's. Even though I lack the courage to tell everyone else about this, I won't oppose if you choose to do the right thing., the Email says at the end.

The Habsburgian Dietslands

AlsoTang's still in Tokyo, so I'm willing to rp something

The Habsburgian Dietslands wrote:

It was the news she had feared but never dared to fully acknowledge. Her cousin, a woman she had grown up with, someone who had been a symbol of strength and love in the chaos of their world, was gone. And it wasn't just the loss of her life that broke Maria Theresia's heart; it was the manner of her death. Lashen's words were riddled with pain, guilt, and the weight of an impossible choice.

The Kaiserin couldn’t keep the tears from spilling over as she covered her face with her hands, sobbing quietly. For a moment, she felt as though the weight of her empire, her family, and the world was crushing her all at once. How could such tragedy have befallen someone so dear to her? And Lashen... he had been left with the unbearable burden of making that final decision.

Wiping her tears, Maria Theresia stood up, lighting a candle near the ornate altar she kept in her chambers. She knelt, her hands folded in prayer, seeking comfort from something greater than herself. The candle flickered softly, casting a warm glow over the small space, but there was little comfort to be found tonight.

She knew she couldn’t leave this in silence. She couldn’t reply with just an email. Her cousin's death, and Lashen's guilt, required more than typed words. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her phone from the desk and hesitated for a moment. Then, with a trembling hand, she dialed Lashen's number.