[CLOSED] Closing Festival

Chazz took a seat at the bar, next to Zandrophin. He looked at him then spoke, " Why else do you think we have free trade? A successful economy can't work unless you let businessman be businessman. Their are regulations, but that is simply for the protection of the people. You miss interpreted my meaning I don't hate money movers. Just the ones that have broken the law. Why do you think the Pyron Underworld kingpin is gone?" Chazz knew he had to level with the man, as a boy Chazz remembered seeing Sir Illum take what he wanted simply because he had a sword.

"Zandrophin, you can dress up a pony like a stallion, raise it like a stallion, but in a race like one, but it is still a pony. The only time the Celosian military deals with the industry and organizations of it's civilians, is if Akane has given out a military contract, possible terrorist threat, or a law has been broken. There is a reason why we have a military fleet in Pyron. Those aren't trade ships. Someone has to keep the shipping lanes open."

Chazz could see military contracts, but he always went to Akane to approve them and he took it up with his high Command council. Checks and balances to keep impractical weapons out of his military. 

There was nothing that pissed Chazz off more than, his soldiers thinking they are the law. In Chazz's mind there was nothing more insulting to Akane, it was a slap in the face, that her soldiers disregard their orders. Chazz grew quiet and spoke, "Upon my return from this place I will personally strip those two of all rank, and have them publicly punished. Pokemon will be re-assigned there is a reason I use ghost types to check cargo. Times are dangerous and explosives might be touch sensitive. I will have the case checked. You have my word as Commander of the Celosian Military. Those two will never bother you again. Also if the rest of the troublemakers are smart they will lock up and do there jobs."

His demand of Chazz, was striking. "Posts and rank are stationed by the battalion command in Pyron, but I will personally be there and fix this. The law states any suspicious crates can be detained, but must be done so as not to damage the cargo, and its contents. It can also be only opened by a direct warrant from the military legal staff in each city. They broke the law."

"Well I have to make a stop to Pyron anyway for a military inspection. This was Battalion commander Christof's first command of this size. Obviously he had failed, but Chazz would have to inspect it for himself. "Well maybe you should, get some doctors some extra field work. The two your men beat up were non combatant rookie military officials. Kind of like Mp's, but with less power. Obviously the Commanding Officer did not use proper judgement, and now that I remember they shouldn't have been doing that job at all. Hmmmm. From now on tell your men when soldiers ask to see your cargo they better have a seal on there uniform with a Charizard with three gold chevrons at least. Anyone else doesn't have the authority and is full of it." The mans suggestion of bringing all this matters to Chazz himself, miffed him. It was one thing to broach military contracts or total over site regulations, but Chazz had an entire countries military to run, and the Astrapi were attacking towns outside Celosia's borders. It was hell out there and war was brewing.

"Well sadly this is the times we live in. You have the insane Astrapi bombing villages and trying to infiltrate cities. You have a nomad army in the southern plains raiding small villages. Celosia is the only place with an infrastructure safe enough to do trade like this. Go down south and start a port Dalek will just take everything and behead all of your men." He remembers when they liberate Pyron, seeing the slavers murder children in front of his men as they fought house to house street to street to take the city. When the slavers attempted to burn down the palace with hundreds on families inside. Ya, Chazz had a stick up his ass, it was because he had seen so much death.

He felt the invasion into his mind, the chilling feeling creeping up the back of his neck. Dalek was on his conscious and could not be protected from a psychic invasion. He felt the Dalek material being torn into, and due to the power of Abra. There was really nothing he could do to protect his conscious thought.

He felt the words as Zandrophin spoke, they came almost like pictures into his thoughts. It had been years since his mind has been invaded. He ordered one of the Alakazam under his commander to break his mind. The royal guard employes many psychic pokemon. He did not have the psychic gift to communicate for very long. Yet, he was trained to protect his most important gift, the sub conscious.

He lashed out, like an indomitable fortress his sub conscious the target for protection.

It was hard to say the words with his mind,

"Get...your...Abra...OUT OF MY HEAD!" It took a lot of mental capacity to say that. He wasn't a natural psychic, but his will was strong enough for his voice to be heard in Zandrophin's mind. 

Chazz took a deep breath, and spoke silently, "The moment he even begins to move toward Celosia, He will be met with the full might of the Celosian military. No army in Asemon makes a move without me knowing. " Celosia's population was around 2 and a half to 3 million. Chazz in a time of piece could field an army of 30,000. In war with conscription and the call to defend Celosia, he could amass an army over 300,000 strong. They had the infrastructure and the means to fully arm that many troops. He knew Zan would hear how many troops he could field. By land, sea, and air. Celosia dominated them all.

"Force of habit, I wouldn't be able to stave you off if you were trying to break me. That I have no shame in. Everyone has their gifts." Chazz took a drink of water and resumed talking. "I had the military do a study on combat applications of psychic warfare, in the shadows it is amazing, but have you ever tried to take over a soldier's mind in combat? Studies show that most soldiers are nearly unresponsive to psychic takeovers in the heat of battle. Something about the chemistry in the brain. It's interesting some civilian scientists published a few lesser papers about it as well."

"I'm not a psychologist, I just know how my mind works during combat." Chazz took another swig and said, "Ya pretty silly, it is due to the angle light refracts off of air molecules." Chazz didn't know about the inner workings of the mind, but he knew a lot of how the world worked. Chazz smiled, "Yes, but in the end it's the sword, or in Akane's case the ax that forges kingdoms and empires."