<hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Viscount Leftenant Edward DuPierre</strong></span></span><br/><strong>Time:</strong>May 3025<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Siege Perilous: Starport Tarmac<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kathryn Foss<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Arrival and Introduction<br/><hr/><br/>Edward smiled at the Countess and was glad that she had replied him. He never figured her as a snooty person, well at least that was the impressions she gave him so far. He wasn't stupid that the game of politics involved deception, play acting and much more and he was a little sick of that. Though he had to admit he was going to be plunged feet first into that world of deception, intrigue and so much more.<br/><br/>He then chuckled softly and said. "Well, if you were asking that question to a man who is in hunger after a long trip... the answer would probably a resounding yes. Still, I am not naive as I might seem dear Countess. I might not be a jaded person, nor can I proclaim myself as a totally naive person. I have seen such things, though never really been a part of it on my home planet. THis 'feast' serves more than keeping us fed and watered... this whole thing  is a beautifully disguised farce if I say so myself."<br/><br/>"That is what I think, anyway... what do you think of it, dear Countess? Are you looking forward to this 'feast' as well?" He inquired with her politely, giving her a friendly smile on his face.