[center][color=burlywood][h3]Niklas König of Königreich der Welten[/h3][/color][/center]
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Niklas amiably launched into a description of his home country- its cozier, more compact feel, its more relaxed people. How the roads, no matter how big, were always filled with cars, and how the autobahn ran throughout the country, allowing for variable speeds to speed around the country as fast as one needs. He described the three great world-renowned universities that sat inside the nation, places of pioneering education. 

Then he came onto the topic of the military.

"Our country is very open about our military power. People here would call us a militarized state with martial law, if they experienced life in its fullest at our country. Our people generally don't care, but you'll often see military convoys driving down the same roadways as everyone else. Even our tanks will occasionally take a drive; it's a common past time at the military base that I trained at, to take a light tank or APC and just drive it around for a bit. Surprisingly fun, you know. There's something about driving about in a Grizzly," he said, referring to his nation's English nickname for their Armored Fighting Vehicle (AFV).

Then he shrugged, and added, "It's a guy thing. Mind you, our instructors make sure that our guns are electronically locked, so we can't get drunk and start shooting everything. And we usually get a couple dozen lashes if we [i]do[/i] harm anyone in a barfight. So long as we stay in shape, show up to classes, and are proficient in everything they want us proficient in, they really don't care much what we do, as long as its within the law that we're supposed to uphold."

He gave her a grim smile, now- "Our Military Police are some mean- ah, guys. About as pure as an angel and as bad tempered as a demon, with cruelty to boot."

He stretched, popping his back and reaching back with his free hand to rub his back- perhaps from a random itch, or maybe a memory. A rueful smile to Mai Mei gave her enough information to know that he knew what he was talking about, from experience.