For Gott and Empire. [Rheinland Politics]

[Tabris]

Rheinland, New Berlin, Planet New Berlin

The Bavaria District, it was a often snowed-in part of the Capital of Planet New Berlin, home to one of the old Imperial Family's planetside Mansions which was converted into a museum, corporate offices that reached towards the sky in massive spires and the stomping grounds for the Rheinland Aristocracy of both Imperial Rhienland and Federal Republic Rheinland. Joachim Friedmann looked down from his office window at the streets below, grateful that he was not out there, in streets that constantly required snow-removal and 'salting' to prevent ice from forming.

He sighed, turning away from the view of a frozen New Berlin skyline and rubbed his forehead tiredly with his right hand, the other in the pocket of his black business suit to keep it from fidgeting as he took a quick look around his office, looking for something in particular. The office itself was small, the glass door that led to the office floor where various campaigners worked under the Imperial Party of Rheinland's banner allowed him to periodically check on his membership. When he reached his cedar desk, complete with personalized laptop and a picture of his parents beside it, he started to riffle through the drawers all the while mumbling to himself under his breath until he sighed in relief, his hand now pulling out a small black book that contained his appointment schedule for the next few months. The short combed blonde-haired man knew if he lost this then he would be in a world of trouble because he didn't trust his laptop as he didn't know how secure their network was yet. thus he kept his confidential information off the network and close to his person at all times. This has helped him keep ahead of Hessian assassination attempts and from Bundeschuh sympathizers from stealing anything that would damage his image.

As the man straightened himself out and looked into the mirror on the wall behind his desk, ensuring that his clothes were straightened and his hair combed properly before he went out onto the Campaign Floor today. Narrowing his blue eyes carefully at the image before him, scrutinizing every single detail he nodded to himself, taking acouple deep breaths to keep himself calm and left his office.



When he stepped onto the campaign floor he was assaulted with a barrage of sounds, from individual workers talking to co-workers/loved ones or supporters over the Neural Net, the elevators further down the hall opening and closing, the occasional file being dropped noisily upon the carpeted ground. It was the sound in his mind of progress, which brought a small smile to his clean-shaven face as he approached a balding middle-aged man who had obviously started to let himself 'go' is his stomach was any indication, the man looked over from talking with a secretary and waved his hand, beckoning the Prince over.

"Ah Joachim!" he jovially stated, a beefy hand shaking Joachim's own in a rather tight grip, causing Joachim to smile politely as he kept himself from wincing at how hard the man shook his hand. "Listen we've finalized the paperwork for the pencil-pushers in the Bundestag about the Party Applications and managed to get it pushed through today so the Party is now registered as a Legal entity, however until the election we don't have a clue what representation we will have in the Bundestag itself in terms of seats so you'll have to be patient sir." he stated, his smile turning into a frown as he reached the last portion of his sentence, Joachim calmly nodded and gave what he hoped was a reassuring pat/gripping of the shoulder before he replied, his tone upbeat and optimistic "Wilhelm, we all knew going in that this would be a hard battle, Empires are not restored in the course of a single day!" he tried to reassure the man, smiling at the end and pressing on. "The Nationalist Party has been in power for several years now, we knew they'd be entrenched like Gaian Tick Bugs, our campaign goal is to win the hearts and minds of the Rheinland Citizens which have been lulled into complacency for years Wilhelm, all we need is time, our determination to win and our unwillingness to accept defeat so easily, so chin up my friend!"

With that reassuring statement he gave a quick squeeze to the shoulder before he moved on...but he knew that the Campaign would likely be harder than he thinks it is...Still...He'll take it one day at a time. Afterall he's doing this for God and the glory of the Empire that shall be again.