Talk:Regia Marina/@comment-70.48.22.154-20140915223730/@comment-25179299-20140917233918

OOC: Mace! No killing people's characters!

IC: Suddenly the guards double over in pain. Alexandria vanishes into the crowd. Minutes later, a B-55 takes off from a nearby airfield, flying Prometheus Colors. Everyone is confused. ____________________________________________________________________________ Three months ago, in an undeground bunker beneath Rome... Mr. Bloodridge, since I have supported you all along, will you fish me out of the doomed Italian country in the event that my plan fails?

James Bloodridge: Very well, we'll see about that...