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Fragmenta Historiae - Short Vignettes from Neu Uburzis

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Norgeras:
Orion rubbed his eyes as he retreated into his private study. While he did share his dorm with several of his classmates his duties as Emperor made a separation necessary.

His Schedule got an update. Another weekend taken out for additional study time. Not that he was surprised, at least the trip to lodja for the wedding had been worth it.

He worked through his emails, one from the trinity order inquiring about the summer camp for next year. Would he return as medieval king? Orion replied that he'd be waiting for the half year grades first to see if he'd be able to take the time.

He was about to close his mailbox and work on an essay when a message from siegrun came in. A file was attached. A moment later and Orion was trying to reach Malcom tucker from east Moreland.

"No it is not a prank call." he groaned trying to get through: "yes, this is the emperor of Neu Uburzis. I am only fourteen after all. Just tell mister tucker I sent him a mail with a short video from prince Augustin. He sent get better wishes for the princess and I don't have the kings private email. So, please tell him before some thinks it's a spamm mail."

He hung up and sighed, before watching the adorable clip with Augustin and schnuffelchen again.

Norgeras:
Friday evening, Imperial Palace of Neu Uburzis


Orion rushed up the stairs, storming into the dining hall as he usually does. Greeted by Siegrun and eight little Monsters, he smiled as they waved from the Seats. Karloman and Otto where add odds again, sitting as far apart as possible, while Hadrian and Ludwig where obviously more than eager to get off their chairs again. Caius had already fallen asleep below a blanket in the corner:

"Where's Augustin?" Orion asked with a raised eyebrow as he grabbed himself a Breadroll.

"He didn't eat a thing the whole day. I think he was reading up on the Rhianon Fan blog." Kunigunde answered, biting in her Bread.

Orion shook his head: "I'll go so him then, i have a good idea what it said."

Sebastian looked up from his plate, then shrugged: "Is he getting extra attention again?" Orion sighed, he knew they noticed Augustin was his little Favorite. He had to be a little fairer to the others it seemed:

"I'll spent time with you guys as well, but if it's what i think it is, then he really might need someone to talk to now."

Siegrun nodded slowly: "Just make sure he grabs something to eat later."




Orion crawled through a fort of old Shelves in the attic, Past dusty covers and unused furniture. Behind a set of seemingly abandoned beds he arrived at his goal. Just like Orion had his own Tower, Augustin had his little secret Hideout up here. Well, Orion knew and so did Albrecht, but they let him the believe that only him and Orion knew where it was.

Orion knocked on the cloth doors frame, before stepping through into Augustins colorful little Kingdom. Augustin had rummaged through several piles of old stockade across the palace for months, finding little treasures here and there and now decorating his own hideout with them. An arrangement of colorful bottles painted the room in rainbow light, placed in the way of the only source of light up here.

Augustin himself had curled up in an old cupboard, hiding even inside his hideout:

"Go away." He said, sticking his head out for a moment, wiping his eyes dry: "I'm fine."

Orion looked around, nodding: "Can i take a seat?"

Silence, Augustin lurked from inside his hiding box: "Maybe"

Orion sat down, it felt odd. It was usually him who was getting someone to comfort him, it seemed he had grown up a bit after all. He gave his nephew a bit time, before saying:

"So, you found out that she has Leukemia?"

"They said she's going to die."

Silence, Orion chewed on his Lips. It was a Topic that still stung him as well:

"It's not Impossible. But she's a young fighter, she has the ebst of chances."

"And if not?"

"Than there's always a Marrow Transplant."

"Ah what?"

Augustin stuck his head out of his hidey hole, looking over to the Emperor: "What's a Marrow Transplant?"

"Well, you see..." Orion wasn't sure how to explain Leukemia to a Six year old: "Leukemia is when your Body can no longer make the little Protectors that destroy Sickness and fight it when you are getting a fever. Their heated battle is why your Temperature Rises."

"So... If they aren't build..." he tilted his head: "That's really bad!" his eyes teared up: "Even a cough might kill her!"

"It is a very Dangerous sickness, that'S right. For some it's as bad as they need new Bone Marrow. That's where your body makes these little Fighters."

"So her dad just gives her and shes fine again?" Augustin glanced up to Orion, while crawling out of his retreat.

"No, sadly it's not so easy. you need someone with almost the same... Genetics as you... that's basically the bits in your body that tell your cells how to build your body."

Augustin scratched his head:
"And that's hard?"

Orion nodded, allowing his cousin to hop onto his lap: "Well, we do not have this information for everyone, and even then the chances are slim."

"So, if it's so bad, i can't help her?"

Orion held his nephew, thinking himself: "I'm not sure. We'd have to ask Albrecht. Also we have to see first how bad it is for her."

Augustin looked down: "I wanne help her. She helped saving me after all."

"There's many children out there with Leukemia, and Adults as well. I might have an idea, but, we really need Albrechts permission."

Augustin nodded: "Can i stay with you tonight? I just---"

Orion nodded, hugging him more tight: "I miss them just as much Augustin. And i don't like to think about death either. It's fine. You can come over once your brother is sleeping. Also grab some Dinner once we are back."

Before carrying his Nephew back out of his little Secret Hideout.




The next Monday, Orion was dialing up someone during Lunchbreak, pacing around his study while his Schoolmates where eating in the Dorms Dining Room:

"No, it's not a joke. Yes, you do have Orion on the Phone. If he's busy just tell him to review it and give our TV Stations a go? It's his Daughters Pet we are sort of Portraying here. We won't air this without his ok. Tell him if he has any more Questions he can call me back, i'm going to do homework for the next hours so i am available."

This was the second time this Month Orion tried to Reach the Moreland Palace, though after hearing through one or the other channel that Tucker was less than pleased he tried to get through to the main man right away. With just as little Success. He probably was with his daughter or important business anyway Orion thought, before looking at the little informational section that was recorded during the weekend.

Albrecht had phoned up the whole elder senate, getting them to a compromise that Augustin was allowed to be heard, but not seen. So they came up with a little spot:


It's a Schools Nurse office, the Woman sits on her Desk, when a cartoon Bunny walks into the door. It's drawn as a very sad bunny with hanging ears and looking on the floor:

"Whats up, Schnuffelchen?" the Nurse asked, before taking a seat next to the Bunny:

"A Friend of Mine is very Sick, and i don't know what to do." the voice of the Bunny is Augustin, voice recording as his own Pet Bunny.

"So how sick is your Friend?" The Nurse asks, putting a hand on the Bunnies shoulders.

A painted Picture of Goldie, Rhiannons Pet Fox, is held up, Anthropomorph just like Schnuffelchen, by the Bunny:

"Her Dad said she had Leukemia, and i heard you die from that." The Bunny eyes Tear up, and you can hear that Augustin had a hard time reading the liens without actually crying. All while a Picture of a Honeybadger with a Crown was shown as Goldie's "Dad".

"Oh, i see. But that's not always true." The woman said, nodding:

"And while it's not wrong that Leukemia is Dangerous, there are way you can help others with Leukemia. Goldie might not need it, but there are hundreds others that are sick just like her."

The very Real Nurse Actor held a Q-Tip like DNA Testing Tube up to the Camera: "If your Parents and Relatives Register with one of the Leukemia Data Banks, there's a chance they can save a Life. There are a lot of other Children like Goldie."

Schnuffelchen then proceeded to wipe his eyes dry, taking the Test Tube:

"And what about me?"

"You'd have to be a bit older, you need your Stem cells to grow, young man."

The Screen cuts to only the Bunny, talking to the viewer:

"Save someone from Leukemia, and Register yourself with the National Data Bank. It's only a swab away."

Norgeras:
The Credits where rolling on the Screen, the Imperial Cinema Evening was coming to a close. Caius had fallen asleep a while ago and Siegrun brought him to bed about at the halfway mark, Ludwig was leaning on his brother Sebastian's shoulder while his eyes had closed just as the Lion finally defeated his evil uncle and reclaimed his kingdom.

Albrecht hadn't been to happy with the choice, but the kids wanted to watch the Lion king. They all had cried during the Film, Hadrian tightly hugging Augustin the whole Film over.

Kunigunde hummed as the credits rolled and Orion went to the Projector:

"Hey, there's a Sing a long on that Dvd!" she proclaimed, seeing the credits roll:

"Please..." she pleaded with puppy eyes to Orion, blinking several times. Sebastian just groaned loudly: "Let me get Ludwig to Bed first..."

"I'll take him." Siegrun answered, bringing the little one carefully out.

"Yes, sing!" Hadrian was wide awake again, pointing to Albrecht on the Background: "You too!"

Albrecht seemed about as enthusiastic as Sebastian, but gave a smile as good as he could while his mind was on the next duties waiting:

"What do you have in mind, i think we have some from this film and others..."

"You sing the Scar song!" Otto jumped off his seat:

"I am not going to..." before Albrecht received an ungentle Elbow from Orion:

"I'll do the Hyenas."

"No." Albrecht  repeatedly shook his head: "That is a very bad idea."

"You do then, we will be the Hyenas!" Otto pointed at Orion, hopping up and down in his chair:

"Orion, i don't think you should...." but Albrecht was cut short when Karloman had started pressing the play button on the Sing a long:


I never thought hyenas essential
They're crude and unspeakably plain
But maybe they've a glimmer of potential
If allied to my vision and brainOrion is slowly walking down from the Projector as he starts with the lines now displayed in front.I know that your powers of retention
Are as wet as a warthog's backside
But thick as you are, pay attention
My words are a matter of prideOrions voice is a bit too high, as he starts singing.
The kids giggle as he points at them from the stage,
then he's mimicking Scar's hand on chest gesture.It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs
But we're talking kings and successions
Even you can't be caught unawareOrion jumps down the stage,
waving his hand in front of Hadrians eyes,
before pointing at himself and then the kids.
He then jumps back on the stage.
So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining new era
Is tiptoeing nearer
And where do we feature?
Just listen to teacherOrion is trying his best to do the tiptoe motion while keeping to sing,
almost loosing his footing,
making Albrecht grabbing him to make sure he's safe.
His Nieces and Nephews join in as the Hyenas,
and Orion cups one Ear to form a listening Gesture.
I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded
When at last I am given my dues
And injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!Orion is now overly prancing over the Stage,
his Hand on his Chest.
he leans back to pretend a high raised nose,
before turning to his listeners and bellowing the last line of the verse
together with them.It's great that we'll soon be connected
With a king who'll be all-time adoredThe kids sing this line rather crooked,
but they are having fun.Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected
To take certain duties on board
The future is littered with prizes
And though I'm the main addressee
The point that I must emphasize is
You won't get a sniff without me!Orion slowly walks back between the seats,
putting his hand on several of their shoulders,
before putting his hand back flat on his own chest.
In the end of this verse he raises his index fingers,
and then in a circular motion goes around pointing at them
So prepare for the coup of the century
Be prepared for the murkiest scam
Meticulous planning
Tenacity spanning
Decades of denial
Is simply why I'll
Be king undisputed
Respected, saluted
And seen for the wonder I am
Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!Orion has jumped to the highest Seats,
his shoes on the seat,
Albrecht ushers him down:
'Shoes off'
With Orion rolling his Eyes,
taking a Step down.
Orion puts his wreath on,
Saluting.
The kids usher back up to him from their seats.
he grins especially wide to show his teeth,
bellowing this part as good as he can again.
Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared -
Be prepared!All of them together then sing the last lines


Theres an awkward silence in the room after, Orion putting the Wreath back down, then ushering them out.
"Brush your Teeth." he says, giving all remaining 7 as hug as they leave.


Albrecht leans with his arms crossed on the wall, shaking his head:

"Was that necessary?" a slow deep breath, he closes his eyes.

"You know they loved it, i know it was hell of awkward. But they loved it. That's what matters."

Orion made his way up to leave the room, before:



"Beata Maria, you Know i am a righteous Man, of my Virtue i am justly Proud..." Albrecht started singing, a gentle smile as he glanced to Orion.

"Et Tibi Pater." Orion replied, waving to Albrecht:

"It's getting late Cousin."

Norgeras:
The Leopold three was steering slowly towards Ostlake, the Radio traffic chittering into the Crew Quarters:

“Leopold three, request landing. Transporting Mass of Sensible Data to Ostlake Military Hospital.” The crew got ready, the small ship had a single shared toilet and shower. It wasn’t much but the ship was usually used for sensible transports. Today it was a Huge Pile of Data Storage Devices, Packed in double secured Containers.

The unloading was going on without much of a hitch, the Serverbanks where slowly lowered down, the Captain talking to local personal:
“It’s necessary due to our strict Data Security laws. The DNA Banks aren’t allowed to be accessible by a network, but the Senates figured simply giving you a redundant copy as a whole might do the trick.”
a single Crewmember walked up to the Front desk, flanked by two other members of staff. A Single Steel Briefcase was handcuffed to his wrist.

“Sir, Delivery only for the Princess’ Doctors.” the young Soldier saluted: “Special Delivery. Blood and DNA Samples from fifteen High Security Persons. And a letter from Prince Albrecht for the King.”





David,


I hope you allow me the informality,

but the little one bugged everyone in the Palace until we all agreed to send Data. I am sure you can see why the Imperial DNA Tests and Results need to be handled with utmost sensibility. We did send the National Databanks along as well, and try to make way for Internationalisation of our Data.

Usually it would not be allowed to take the Sample from the younger ones, but a certain someone called the Senate when i wasn’t looking. Even the Twins gave their Sample.

You may compare our Data with your National Bank as well - it just can’t be stored along the Rest for Security concerns. Maybe it can help someone else if not her.

Please keep this a Secret.


Prince Albrecht of Uburzis



PS: My Father is missing from the list as he is an unsuitable Donor after his Legs got crushed in his Incident Years back.

Norgeras:
co Authored by Dave




Orion rushed out of class after one of his fellow students had shown him the latest Northfort News article, muttering curses under his breath as he made way to his study. He Scoured his phone list, trying to get a working number. King David didn’t have exactly a public number. He knew Adelheid had Stasyas, but he wasn't even sure if she was in Moreland, nor did he fell the catwalk on two legs would bother giving him Davids.


He dialed the number of Tucker's office with much dismay. He knew the guy wasn’t exactly fond of his last call, but it was the only number he had at hand:


“Good day, Orion of Uburzis here. Is anyone of the Royal Household or Mister Tucker available? I require a little clarification on this leaked note. Only if it’s not too much asked right now, i know i call a little out of the blue. I just want to have some answers ready before Augustin hears about this."


Malcolm Tucker was busy trying to put out the fire caused by this leak, he’d had calls from almost every media outlet in East Moreland and quite a few from the Cult heavy nations like Bakkermaya. As his phone rang he prepared to tell yet another reporter to less than politely get lost. He spotted the phone number and with a combination of a need to be polite to an Emperor and dealing with a child he bit his tongue. “Tucker. How can I help you Emperor?” were the words that finally came out his mouth.


“Just a short clarification. If it’s not too much prying into the King’s personal matters.” Orion paused, his mind rushing with Questions as he sorted them: “Is she really doing that bad? We could arrange for Prince Augustin to visit her if it helps. Else i consider breaking this to him as her just trying to deal with her feelings and some insensitive ars...onist leaking it, while making a public statement that there is no current necessity to adopt the fox.”


Orion pinched his Nose, walking around his room:
“I am aware this usually isn’t your dealings, i am sorry sir. But yours was the only Number i had on hand to ask.”


“Look son” Tucker really wasn’t thinking of who he was talking to now, “The Princess is currently in a room that’s as sterile as a spinsters womb. No one with as much as a snuffle is getting in to see her so no foreign Prince is getting anywhere near the place.” He already had several other phone calls coming in on his call waiting but it wasn’t just done to hang up. “Look she’s not great, we needed a donor like a month ago, she’s balding and looks like a freshly laid egg and she spends most of her time sleeping. Not to sound rude but the King needs to be focusing on her while I focus on finding out whoever took this photo and turning their spleen into piano wire. Now I’m not sure I can help you with much else but feel free to ask” Malcolm concluded.


Orion huffed, he didn’t like the tone but he bit his tongue. He had been a youngest sibling long enough to know to keep his calm, at least for a while:

“I can work with this. We’ll release a statement that we will not do speculations about the fox and find the leak distasteful. If you find the guy, say hello from me. With a fist in his face. Thank you for your time, mister tucker.”

Orion just waited a moment, seeing if the guy on the other side would just hang up.


”That’d be too kind. I prefer slow mental torture. Now if your forgive me I’ve a leak to plug…...with a brick.” and with that the phone was hung up. “Fifteen missed calls, holy Helus this is getting ridiculous” he complained before having a quick yell at a nearby intern, after all he’d gone a full five minutes being relatively polite for Tucker.


Orion took his phone up again, but this time dialing up their own Press Secretary:

“Hey, Orion here. Make up something for the News. Say we don’t talk about the Fox, and that the leak is bad. And maybe something about how the debate comes along?”

Orion pounded his head on his desk: “then run it past Albrecht.” before hanging up, returning to afternoon classes.

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