???'s POV
Here in Boston, Massachusetts, it was now 11 p.m., and I was still watching the live summit in Tokyo between the Triad Powers and the MPC nations. My name is Sachi Santos, and I was the younger sister of the current Philippine president Leo Santos. I was 25 years old while he was 30. I was here in Boston for my theological degree in the EFCA. There was a small seminary here, a city with Congregational-now-UCC history.
And then, a message came from one of Kuya Leo's presidential advisors through an encrypted group chat, informing me of the latest round of roasting. I chuckled in my dorm room of the EFCA seminary. It was the fourth roasting and contingency plan the MPC had made on the spot at that Tokyo summit hall.
After that, I received a message from Jan, my EFCA professor from the seminary through a separate Line GC called Baptist-Pietist Line 3. He said that we will have a cross-denominational dialogue by tomorrow noon. The EFCA was invited to speak with the seven mainline American Protestant denominations, and other non-mainline ones like the LCMS, Converge (formerly called the Baptist General Conference), ECC (Evangelical Covenant Church), and Church of the Lutheran Brethren. It will be held in a conference hall here in Boston. I will be a speaker on the behalf of my denomination, and so, I accepted it with a short reply to him in the Baptist-Pietist Line 3 on Line.
The non-theological dialogue about general politics and faith will start tomorrow at noon, and in Tokyo by time zone, it will be nighttime.
I would say I also had some grievances I couldn't say at the Big Three, but Kuya Leo said these things also for me.
Third-person POV
Back in the Tokyo summit hall, things went from a whistling kettle to a volcano the size of Tambora in Indonesia when one stressed out and foolishly indignant American envoy took his black shoe off and hurled it at Leo and Paraskevas. Gasps filled the hall, but Paul caught it with his hand and narrowed his eyes at the American envoy. "This is bad behavior, sir. Please don't be like Muntadhar al-Zaidi back in 2008."
He then hurled it back at the envoy, and it hit his stomach hard.
The American envoy collapsed to the carpeted floor.
The reactions at that were mixed. Itami was shocked, while Juan and Cisco facepalmed themselves at America's embarrassment in front of the world press. Ferdinand, María José, Hafid, and Ioanna shook their heads at the collapsed American envoy. Aias and Juan, meanwhile, did the sign of the cross again, Juan in the Aglipayan-Roman Catholic style, and Aias in the Eastern Orthodox fashion. They also did a silent prayer for that American envoy.
For Itami and the JSDF, it was embarrassing for America, while Rory chuckled a bit on the entire one-hour roasting that nailed four rounds and contingency plans with little violence and more words and threats.
"Emroy would love this…" she purred.
After that, with Paraskevas and Paul returning to their seats, Leo stepped back and gestured to Motoi. "We're done here, Motoi-san. It's your turn now. Thank you." It is now 11:30 a.m., but the entire roasting rounds made time feel slower.
Even the detained Triad Power agents in the detention facility in Tokyo felt a lot of secondhand embarrassment for the American envoy on the summit hall floor.