[center][h1][b][color=ff9933]The Greater Republic of India[/color][/b][/h1]

[i][h3]Rashtrapati Bhavan, New Delhi[/h3][/i][/center]

Daksh walked into the building through the clean, automatic glass doors without so much as an ounce of hesitation, yet the bags under his eyes spoke volumes about his current disposition. Nights of damn paperwork from the House and otherwise were a normal daily chore, but the UN investigation into the orbital strike within the Kashmir and Jammu territory had been exhausting to keep up with. They'd been preparing to have all the papers and details and information ready to be gathered or submitted, but even then the sheer travel he'd undergone to the area and back and standing as the public face of the news releases were taking their toll regardless. No less than four cups of coffee were coursing through his body right now, all black no sugar, prying his eyes open but resulting in a throbbing sensation in his skull. To say the least, he wasn't feeling his best but he couldn't afford to slow down his work...especially not after India's contacted representative at the UN CSAT sent him an urgent call in the middle of the night. 

Faster than light travel. He was no scientist, but such a thing was no small feat according to the information he'd been told and jotted down that night. So many NLCs needed, and of course a lot would be required to do it. It was something to keep in mind, but speaking in terms of practically approaching anything right now it was lower on the list. He'd merely told the representative to keep him and one or two other individuals updated here in India. That and when calling him to attempt to avoid doing so [b]in the middle of the night[/b], rather than him having to scramble out of bed for paper and pen and frightening his wife all of a sudden in the process to get it all down. 

Regardless, as the door to his office clicked shut behind him Daksh promptly sat himself behind his desk and began to look at the neat stacks of papers sitting there. Yes, such a joy. Yet not batting an eye, he began to sift through the ones on top of the first stack before a 'beep' reached his ears. Pausing for a moment, the man simply sighed, put down the papers in order again, and leaned over to his phone to the right and tapped the 'page' button. Of course his secretary was paging him like this, just after he'd had a chance to sit down so early in the morning!

[color=ff9933]"Chahna, what is it? I have barely had time to sit in my office, much less begin to sort things."[/color]

[color=lightblue]"General Basu is here to see you, should I send him up?"[/color] 

Arjun, ever the prompt military man. One of India's two generals, and the Chief of the Army Staff, but also a longtime friend of his from their youth. Yet where Daksh had been suited to politics his friend had been best suited to the military. Now here they were in a rather interesting position as two men who seemed to at least want the same thing: India's prosperity. India's growth. India's rise in strength and advancement and character among the nations of the world. But at the very least he'd been expecting him to come in this morning to speak about 'special matters' that needed addressing. 

[color=ff9933]"Yes, send him in."[/color]

It would not take long before the characteristic knock of General Basu on the door of Daksh's office would reach the President's ears. The door would then swiftly open as the general stepped in with nothing less than full militarily regalia donning his person. It made Daksh's brows furrow immediately, though he soon put his more professional expression back on and gestured for the general to take a seat. A polite nod later, General Basu would take his seat and remove his hat to let it gently rest in his lap. 

[color=ff9933]"What news do you bring this morning, my old friend?"[/color]

[color=gold]"The fleet has been prepared. We are ready to begin operations in the Arabian Sea near Somalia and in the waters near Burma, and recruitment drives to fill the ranks of the naval and land forces have begun. All we need is your signature on something, and we will have all the needed approval to take action. The orbital strike brought attention to the issues of the area, which has been has been a boon to our next step as well as said step generating something of a 'mixed reception' from the Burmese as they've been brought into the spotlight."[/color]

[color=ff9933]"I expected no less from them, but given the situation they have not found themselves able to contain the threat of piracy in their waters. It has put our ships in greater danger, and so we will take action where we must.

Still, speaking of the strike, I got word from General Gupta that the Kashmirian territory has been more secure since."[/color]

[color=gold]"Hmm. 

The Kashmirian territory has also been more stable since the strike...almost too quiet if I may give my input. The Chief of Defense Staff has been securing the area and setting posts to observe the western border more closely, but I fear they might simply be biding their time for the United Nations to do something about us. Or perhaps they seek to falsify more reports to try to gain ground in their claims."[/color]

[color=ff9933]"Their falsified reports and claims have been disproven well enough to secure our case, that we have made sure of in very painful detail. All that was lost were insurgents trespassing on our land, harassing and killing and taking from our people, and so forth. That crater is a warning, and we have the right to defend our territory with such means if they or anyone else seek encroachment again upon our borders.

Yet I would not put it past them to seek retribution for losing face in front of the UN in light of their hasty and foolish actions. The more swiftly they seek to pursue anything, the worse they shall look in the aftermath indeed."[/color]

[color=gold]"That is why we must be prepared if they seek other means of retribution against us, but I fear that is a matter that must be spoken about to General Gupta rather than myself. More so, I have brought the needed document to sign to begin putting an end to the piracy of our seas and ships. All other permissions for it have been acquired that are necessary, which unsurprisingly are much less in number than seeking approval of launching [i]orbital strikes[/i]."[/color] 

The well-dressed man would crack a brief smile before reaching into his coat, withdrawing a nearly-folded form from within and setting it on Daksh's desk. The president would lean over and gently grab it, opening it up and doing a careful visual scan over the contents of the document. A few minutes of silence, save for the clicking and clocking of the old British grandfather clock on the far side of the President's Office, would almost make the air feel as if it had gone still in the room. Yet as he finished, Daksh would crack a small smile himself before grabbing his pen up once more and placing his signature on the bottom line. 

[color=ff9933]"This will be a first step for the good of India and her neighbors,"[/color] he said, before gingerly handing the paper back to the General with his free hand, sitting back in his chair once more afterward, [color=ff9933]"And for all of our people to see a brighter future."[/color]

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[center][i][h3]Just Off the Southern Coast Of Burma, Western Indian Ocean[/h3][/i][/center]

The stealth destroyer INS Chakrabarti had been sent in as the first wave, and the ship had gone in with two corvettes in order to 'clear the path' and make the first strikes against pirates targets in the water and on the coast. Regular anti-piracy patrols in the sea were being maintained, but a decisive and surprise strike against their operations in the waters to the east of India itself was being made in order to send a message. Any who ignored such a message would be sunk and shot without hesitation. Such was the nature of it. The Burmese government was not taking care of its problems, that much the orbital strike had made clear, and it was in this vein that India had announced it would be taking on measures to 'clear the seas of pirates, and bringing safety to the seas'.   

In the first twenty four hours alone they had sunk several vessels, and had discovered a few pirate base locations on the Burmese coast. All the same, though, the message had to be sent as they would gun down any pirates they found along the way. Pirates would not be given quarter if they fought, if surrendered they would be taken back to India for trial and sentencing since the Burmese had been ignoring doing so themselves for the most part. This was merely the first 'shock and awe' effort to pave the start of the remaining anti-pirate operations. To clear the open seas was simply the first step in bringing peace to Southeast Asia and the Arabian Sea for those nations that relied on it. 

The same operations the destroyer and corvettes were taking here were simultaneously being taken in the Arabian sea, especially around the Somalian coasts, in order to soften up the pirate presence on the seas. Protection was being offered to foreign ships that desired it in these two seas, but was not being forced upon them either to avoid any potentially complicated issues of diplomacy. International waters were being kept in in all cases, aside from Somalian and Burmese waters somewhat where a greater threat of pirates was present, but petitions had been sent to the Somalian and Burmese governments to invite them to help against the pirates...though any real action being actually taken was utterly unlikely. Not in such disorderly lands at least. Even so it was a gesture of goodwill, but affirmation that Indian forces would not hesitate to push for greater anti-piracy measures for the good of all nations in those seas whether they helped or not. 

They had made their intentions clear, and they would back them up with force as necessary.