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The great Drapoel eye of generation and revolutionary progress burned blue and red over what once called itself capital of the Republic of Korea. The white rice snake, once insignia of the Red Bamboo and now adopted in their absence by the Banat, quivered atop almost as many flagpoles and flicked its tongue from windows in office blocks taken-over by the organisation.

Comrade Director Secretary Hotan’s Two Billion Struggle appeared to have paid off as the great city, so recently shattered by war, stood tall once again. It’d never been so tidy, not at its heart, anyway, and it’d certainly never shone so red nor flickered with so much steel as the UPA now rolled through its streets on a daily basis.

A newly raised conference hall was the centre of today’s attention as its thousands of construction workers crowded outside to display the colours as the UPA marched by as part of a grand display to open Dra-pol’s first recorded international conference. General Hozaro, who lead the 100th Assault Division down the east coast towards Kangung before Kilean nuclear missiles decimated his ranks, appeared on a balcony to open the Friendship Conference.

As foreign delegates arrived, Hozaro watched over a massive and elaborate performance by the Kuro Student Defence League’s Gymnastic Display Corps and a similar if smaller event by newly indoctrinated local students. The second display team was obviously less proficient, and one might wonder if this wasn’t meant to deliberately display the contrast between life-long communists on the one hand, and disorderly and awkward South Koreans on the other. Of course one couldn’t blame the children for being nervous as they displayed to Drapoel troops in a city just months earlier reduced by Drapoel artillery.

While foreign officials were escorted around the square on their way to the hall, loudspeakers described the Kuro Student Defence League as its breathtaking displays rolled on.

“As part of Comrade Director Secretary Hotan’s Two Billion Struggle more than one hundred million thirteen to sixteen year old students drill each Sunday for five hours, and enjoy variably scheduled off-campus drills totalling three hundred and forty further yearly hours. In peace the KSDL is organised by Local Civil Defence Directoratures, and in contingencies shall be answerable to the Unified People’s Army.
KSDL fighters would be armed with 6.5mm and 7.7mm Type-99 bolt-action rifles, 8mm sub-machineguns, hand-grenades, and other explosives, and while some are skilled, as you can see, in gymnastics, sports, arts, and music, others learn to master Drapoel martial arts.” Announced the shrill-voiced Drapoel woman, through a feedback afflicted tannoy.

“...in the event of a fifth imperialist invasion, the League would be officially tasked with observation of enemy movements in its locale, sabotage, reinforcing checkpoints and other reserve/militia-staffed positions.

“The discipline and commitment seen in these innocent public displays is something unique, and the intensity of commitment to Kuro remaining in the CPRD after various foreign enterprises against the People’s Republic is clear in the League, which has frightening military potential.”

It must have seemed strange for western ears to hear such frank admission of Dra-pol’s use of child-soldiers, but the Drapoel saw it as a cause for pride in their offspring or a sense of worth in their young selves. Drapoel children prior to the league’s formation would oft protest to parents as older siblings won the honour of military service to the People’s Republic while they were kept at home to learn and contribute little exciting to the Revolution. Though part time, defensive, and a children’s army, the KSDL’s indoctrination and discipline may well have created effective soldiers. It has been known for generations that without expensive modern military training a very small minority of human beings will shoot to kill their peers –perhaps as few as 2%- and this perhaps more than anything else is what traditionally makes modern western armies so effective against 3rd world opposition. Almost anywhere in the world, a class of high school children given rifles and told to fight might shoot to kill in just a couple of percent of cases- would this be so of KSDL members faced with alien none-Drapoel soldiers? Certainly the foreign delegates will see more young faces scrunched up with hate or anger than fear or curiosity as they pass League members on their way to the conference.

Parade (http://img48.photobucket.com/albums/v148/Chivtv/NS1/parade1.jpg)
UPA forces march through Seoul as KSDL members and construction workers line up to greet them and the foreign guests. Hotan’s portrait hangs from the grand conference hall’s face.

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This map, drafted apparently by Sho Cheiy of the Banat, depicts the post-war extent of the CPRD and its much reduced capitalist neighbour to the south.

(OOC: Within the Asia region we’ve been talking for some time of a fairly none-specific conference aimed at introducing various states to one another and promoting RP interest in the region. More or less anyone is welcome to attend, but it would be ideal if they had some interests in Asia or surrounding areas, or at least in what occurs there. Of course we reserve the right to expel parties who are deliberately disruptive without making a good RP event of it! So, nothing too serious or specific, come to occupied Seoul and have your say on anything of international significance in the Asian sphere. You’ll have to excuse my long-winded nature, I’ve missed NS :) And anyone who wants to boycott on grounds of Dra-pol’s arguably illegal occupation of Seoul is welcome to say so.)

The government of Hudecia strongly deplores the actions of Drapol both in and since the war of aggression on the peninsula.

However, in the interests of preventing another catastrophe on the magnitude of what occured, Hudecian diplomats request permission to attend the conference.

The Choson People's Republic maintains that its conduct since and restraint during the War For Korean Unification and against the bourgeois imperialist puppets was professional and admirable.

However, war is a fleeting condition -for civilised and progressive societies such as the People's Republic, if not for the imperialists- and will not dominate Korea's future. The Hudecians are welcome to send a small delegation to Seoul for part of Hotan's Friendship Conference.

Hudecia Post published the following article this morning.

Hudecian diplomats to visit Seoul

HP- Ambassador Cline lifted off from Vancouver late yesterday night headed ostensibly for Tokyo. However, HP has discovered that the Hudecian diplomat will stop in Seoul.

If Cline stops in the occupied city, it will mark the first time a Hudecian diplomat has visited either the DPRK or the ROK since the end of the disasterous "War of Aggression". Radiation fallout has drastically decreased but concern for the health of the ambassador and his entourage is understandably high.

Such a visit, should it occur, might be construed as a kind of 'reaching out' to the Drapoel leadership. Something the Hudecian government is not willing to do, especially while its allies the Kilean and LRR are still in force in the ROK.

The Federal Republic is interested in sending a small delegation to the confrence, to promote strained peace between the FRBMC and much of Asia.

As an Asian Developed Country.

We approve.

[For now just a bump while the Party continues to show-off and intimidate people, because I don't want to do too much before people are aware and blahdeblah]

Just to see what this conference is about, we would be interested in sending a delegate to the conference.

While LRR foriegn policy states that the remainder of the ROK is not to fall into stalinist/maoist hands, we are always willing to work for peace, as we have no hatred of the Dra-pol, or anyone for that matter.

Secret:

If Dra-pol goes into an age of increased openness, with free discussion and social progress and the like, we would be perfectly content to see the entire penninsula under Dra-pol control, but only once that stage is reached.

[OOC: gwah... boy did I miss a lot here. Can anyone summarize/point me to the thread(s) for the War and aftermath? Seems I have a great deal of catch-up to do...]

[OOC: gwah... boy did I miss a lot here. Can anyone summarize/point me to the thread(s) for the War and aftermath? Seems I have a great deal of catch-up to do...]

Dra-pol invaded the ROK 'cross the DMZ, and he got very far in fact, pushing the ROK armed forces and a smallish number of Kilean and Hudecian troops, as well as about 3,000 LRRA paratroopers, into a pocket centered around the towns of Pusan, Ulsan, and Gumi (of which several are now radioactive craters). A huge battle took place around Gumi, where the Dra-pol forces tried to cross the Andong-ho river (I think that was its name). They were unsuccessful, and ROK-allied forces were able to actually take a portion of the opposite bank. With the arrival of fresh troops, especially Kilean and Hudecian armored divisions (and an LRRA armored corps), the allies (as I call the ROK, Kilean, Hudecia, and LRR) were able to push out of the pocket with a swift armored thrust up the east coast, spearheaded by Kilean armor. Andong was retaken by the LRRA 5th AEF, as well as Hudecian elements.

At the same time, Kilean and Hudecian (?) troops landed at Inchon by sea and air. Both sides took heavy losses (while the LRRA 5th AEF was enjoying relative success in the east). Then, Kilean launched conventionally-armed ICBMs to destroy Dra-pol military infrastructure and supply tunnels. Dra-pol interpreted this as a nuclear strike and fired back with ICBMs and tactical FROG-7 missiles, several of which were shot down, but in the end, Ulsan was nuked and chemical warfare began in ernest across the front. With the threat of all-out nuclear war, a stalemate took shape, which ended conventional warfare on the Korean penninsula.

Currently, relief and humanitarian crews/units (because the LRRA has dedicated humanitarian divisions) are decontaminating the land and water. The city of Ulsan has just about been totally removed, and billions of tons of topsoil have been removed for decontamination.

[Spyr was involved at the start of the war, before I OOC vanished on a summer study trip for two months. Spyr had been pushing for peaceful unification, on terms favourable to Dra-pol, as the only way to prevent massive civilian casualties. A diplomatic team had been sent to Dra-pol, from where they were sending news out, while trying to persuade Drapoel officials that international contact and cooperation could lead to peaceful accomplishment of reunification goals. Since I wasnt here to RP any further, I'm not sure what happened to them... if they were unmentioned, likely they hunkered down and stopped commiunications in order to prevent their position being used to target weapons strikes, and would now be trying to set up permanent embassy arrangements and attend this conference. If they were executed as foreign agressors... or in a city flattened by the Allies... Spyr will have stern words for someone].

I don't think we ever got a chance to flatten cities, since most of our time was spent trying to re-capture or defend them.

OOC: Kilean nukes likely killed your diplomats Spyr if he targeted the capital. Where were your diplomats again?

[OOC: Dra-pol will have to confirm their location... i think it was Paegam? Ancient city, stone structures, mother of the child-Director...].

Kilean will not attend this conference, but expresses tacit approval that our moderate allies Heudecia and LRR are reaching out for a stable peace.

To mark the new, stable tone on the Korean penninsula, Kilean is announcing that our troop draw-down is complete, and that Kilean Laandsmacht stregnth in South Hanguk (the ROK) will stand at 40 divisions. This force will be placed at the disposal of the ROK high command as they rebuild their nation and armed forces.

The Kilean central bank has just approved an unheard-of loan of 9 trillion thalers over the next 20 years to rebuild the ROK. In addition, the massive stockpiles of war goods that were build during the 2 year long red wars with Dibujante and Dra-Pol are being opened to the ROK free of charge. Already Pusan port has been cleared by the Kilean navy (what's left of it, anyways) and the ships that once carried troops to the ROK are carrying food and refugees back to their broken nation.

"Dra-pol, eh? The Phillipines are much more accessible to Dra-pol than our the far-flung Qaghanate was, whatwith the huge coalition which was on our eastern border. In any case, it is only a matter of time before the Korean peninsula falls to the Directorate. I am sure that as we speak Drapoel tunnels are snaking into ROK territory, preparing for the final push. This would be a good time to re-establish our ties with the titanic state to our north. We want to be on the winning side."
The man was Lord Zaragosza, a disciple of the former Qaghan and his chosen successor to re-build Daylam's power in the Phillipines. He spoke to his advisor, High Admiral, and mentor, Zheng He. The old admiral maintained a disciplined silence before almost gliding out the chamber.

To: Choson People's Republic of Dra-pol
From: Filipino Democratic Republic of Daylam
Concerning: Asian Friendship Conference

I am sure the intellectuals in Dra-pol, and indeed the Director himself, have noticed our recent...re-location in the island group to your south. In times past the Qaghanate supplied Dra-pol with raw materials and munitions in its just war on the Republic of Korea, and we wish to re-establish our previous ties. An esteemed friend of mine, one Admiral Zheng He, will act as a Daylami representative in this regard.

Eternal ally of the Revolution,
Lord Juan de Zaragosza

"Wow, pigs can fly. Dra-pol is opening up." General Zhang said to his aide as he fumbled the invitation with his fingers.

"I'd like to attend this conference, dictating...

It has been many years since our the war between our two nations destroyed countless lives. We believe that now is a suitable time to begin the recovery process for the relations between Taiwan and Dra-pol...

Premier Suun read the invitation with great interest before looking up at Foreign Minister Rongyi Bei.

"Dra-pol...now there's a nation to be regarded as an equal. Still, while this conference is certainly relevant to us, I don't think it requires your attendance. I'm certain you can think of someone suitable."

Rongyi nodded. "Deputy Minister Juyi Wang would be be perfect for this."

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Official Communique from NeoSuunist Prosperity Sphere of Marimaia to Choson People's Republic of Dra-pol:

We are honoured by your invitation to the Asian Friendship Conference and have chosen to accept. Deputy Minister Juyi Wang will be the Marimaian representative. We would also like to send our best wishes to Secretary Hotan, and hope that the reconstruction is going well.

Rongyi Bei,
Minister of Foreign Relations

South Hanguk expresses nothing but our rage and contempt that our rightful capital city is being used by the murders and butchers in DaKheim to spew their filth propaganda. The cancer-stricken children of Pusan and the starved, scarred survivors of the Seoul death march are now forced to look upon our erstwhile allies talking peace with these monsters? Provisional President, Gen. Lee has warned that there will be "grave concequences" for any nation that does not boycott the conference straightaway.

"while we realize that peace must be fostered, it shall not be discussed in the graveyard of freedom that is seoul. the free world must never, EVER imply that the Dra-Pol conquest of the northern territories is anything but a brutal occupation. South Hanguk refuses now- and shall always refuse- to drop claims of soveriegnty over the northern ROK!"

General Lee makes these comments during a speech made at the parade of the capital guard division. The division, the guardians of Seoul before the war, is among the first to be re-formed (with extensive Kilean, Promise of Joshuan, and LRR aid) after the war, and is sybolic of the "perservere but never admit defeat" policy that General Lee has taken. The ROK will accept the postwar peace, but it will never retract it's claim to it's full pre-war borders, nor will it cease to claim Seoul as it's capital city.

Reconstruction is chugging away- the ROK was nuked way worse than Dra-Pol ever was- but the cities on the southern coast are slowly coming back to life with a huge amount of allied assistance. Relations between the LRR and Heudecian militiaries and the ROK have, however, been very strained due to the nations attendance of the Seoul conference. To present an alternative, General Lee calls for all of the wartime allies to meet in Gumi- the site of the first victory against the Dra-Pol- to formulate a new security policy for South Hanguk.

The Hudecian government decides to compromise and agrees to send its Foreign Minister to meet in Gumi and an Ambassador to Seoul.

Hudecia also promises to provide an annual foreign development aid of $100 billion each year for 5 years to S. Hanguk. As well, the Hudecian Foreign Minister will outline a defence pact with S. Hanguk guaranteeing that Hudecian troops will again come to the aid of S. Hanguk should Drapol again try to invade.

(OOC: Gosh, this took-off quite suddenly. I'm afraid I was out, yesterday, getting blisters, rained-on, and violently ill. Woot. Erm, all right, lets see what I've missed...)

The Central Directorature's diplomatic channels, now using relatively modern means of communication in contrast to the 1930s-origin radios and phone lines used during Kurosian I's Directorate, buzzed with confirmation of the various requests for representation at the conference.

As diplomats arrived by air they would be given often complicated flight paths that took them over only the the showcase districts of liberated South Korea. People's Army Air Force jets -S9s (Chengdu J10) and S8s (Super 7/FC1) that made up just two or three percent of the otherwise primitive fighter fleet- escorted diplomatic planes throughout. They would approach Seoul over tidy new low-rise housing and construction sites raising towerblocks, but would avoid the various city districts that were receiving no attention in the wake of their shelling. Certainly the huge work camps that might be visible to satellites -if ambigous in their purpose- would certainly not be seen by anyone unwilling to stray off their assigned flightpath.

Similar was true of anyone arriving via ship and land, with Kurosian I Class light patrol frigates and Houjian, Mogi, Tiburon, and Kae Class missile, patrol, and torpedo boats escorting ships to ports chosen for their presentable faces. Trains taking diplomats to the city moved slowly, out of inexperience which lead to excessive caution, and occupants found that the sides of the track were skirted by boards, fences, walls, and other barriers restricting views of what lay beyond. Anyone asked would insist that this was for safety purposes as construction went on near the tracks.

The conference hall itself was raised extremely quickly, largely by massive manpower and using cheap and easily worked building materials. These were disguised with all sorts of prefabricated coating and with artworks and other items of interest taken from across liberated territory. Hundreds of smiles worn by the neatly uniformed young men and girls laid on to cater for the conference were meant to further the illusion of prosperity and progress. Displays continued outside the hall, and even within spaces in the building itself there were children engaged in acrobatic shows.

The Drapoel were not afraid to have armed soldiers on hand in spite of the conference's nature, probably since the People's Army was a pervasive fact of life in the Republic, and nobody even considered that bayonets and assault rifles might give some undesirable impression.

Guests were eventually invited by various Sub-Lieutenants to assemble in the conference chamber, where food would be laid on. The Drapoel, it would soon be apparent, often conducted business over a meal, and did not consider it undignified for a well attired man to stuff his face with food and alcohol whilest conducting important diplomatic business.

The chamber itself was quite large with a ceiling several stories high and walls draped with symbols of the Republic as was the outside. High on the wall facing the doors through which delegates entered were flattering portraits of Sulo, Kurosian I, and Hotan, as well as various foreign revolutionary figures from around Asia -even the likes of Saloth Sar- and the current heads of state in each of the nations represented at the conference. The ROK was not represented on the wall.

Arriving aboard a Howlin' Wolf patrol corvette, Ambassador Ian Robinson is not all too impressed with the Dra-pol show of naval force, especially coming from a country with a navy made up mostly of missile boats and frigates.

The single hulls and the fact that they probably did not self-right if capsized did not leave too great of an impression on Robinson, who used to serve on Komars in the 60's.

Inside the conference, Robinson takes his seat, and waits for their hosts to speak. He feels a little uneasy about attending the conference, considering what the Dra-pol had done to get to Seoul, but if any progress was going to be made it had to start somewhere. And nobody wanted another war.

Kilean is boycotting the "peace" conference, and is instead sending our foriegn minister to Gumi to plan out the future of Heersgruppe Koree.

On Jeju-Do, Kilean continues to fortify the island. Undergound SAM sites, more and bigger runways and hardened aircraft shelters, and now a huge, NORAD-style underground battle management HQ are rapidly making the island the nerve center of the slightly-over-1 million Kilean troops still in Korea. 500 KAF aircraft are based on the island, and facilities exist for many more.

Submarine pens have finished construction, and the four diesel-electic submarines of U-boot flotilla 3 are now stationed on the island.

On the naval front, the Kilean goverment has decided both to stimulate Korean industry and fulfull a requirement of the still-secretive Naval Law (the long-awaited Kilean naval buildup) by taking out large contracts with Hyundai shipyards. Already, the four largest slips in pusan are busy with construction, and the huge facilities that normally build supertankers are busy laying huge keels, overseen by Korean industrial advisors and Kilean admirals....

In Kilean itself, Premier Frosch has appeared before the reconvened Heimatsversammlung, and in his first act before the body has requested that they designate a date for new elections. The various parties are still whirring away with their internal politics, but canidates should soon emerge to challenge the ruling National Alliance party, which has controlled Kilean for over 40 years.

As the huge wartime army is de-mobilized, Kilean is experiencing a postwar economic boom, with the reconstruction of South Hanguk and Dibujante creating thousands of jobs.

A grim secret, however, is Dibujante. The secretive geurilla war there is seeing less and less regular army involvement. The 14 Kilean divisions in Dibujante are sticking to the cities- that are well under Dibujantean puppet control- in an effort to reduce casualties (and news coverage). To fight the growing resistance, the Internal Security Directorate has grown in size, and has very quietly increased the number of counter-insurgency regiments from 6 to 14. Along with Free Dibujantean puppet troops- corrupt and inefficent at best- they battle the Dibujantean communists, who are receiving a trickle of Dra-Pol aid.

It seems that the Korean war still sputters in the mountains of Dibujante.

Juyi Wang was suitably impressed with the Drapoel pomp and ceremony, stopping to applaud the acrobatic displays. As he entered the conference chamber, he noticed the portrait of Premier Suun hanging with the others.

Nice touch.

He took his seat after a few moments, smiling at the other delegates and exchanging pleasantries with anyone who came up to speak with him.

(OOC: Right, Dra-pol holding an Asian Friendship Conference? Wow...

FYI, The Blood Elves is one of my puppets...)

(And the Blood Elves have what relevance, now? Sorry, I didn't mean that to sound sarcastic, I'm just a bit slow :)
Oh, and excuse my sloth in replying, I'm clattering away on a post for another of my threads, just now.)

(OOC: Cause, the Blood Elves reside in the Asia Region...)

(Ah, okay.
Another bit of ooc information, because I really should have responded earlier: Spyr's diplomats should not have been harmed during the War for Korean Unification. Paegam was not hit (though any businessmen or other civilians in the once open city of Kosong, the so called (at a stretch) capitalist experiment, are probably dead following repeated enemy missile strikes. I believe that I recall the Joshuans getting off one last terrific waste of missiles to finish off the strongest centre of openess and progress in Dra-pol, which puzzled me, but suited my needs quite well. Survivors were shot by the army where they attempted to leave the ruined city, because it was considered that the experiment was more trouble than it was worth, and had failed, thus all western thought permiating Kosong had to be prevented from leaking further. Uhm, but yeah, the Spyrians will have survived, and been allowed to leave once the shooting stopped.
Oh, for Spyr's sake, there was also another insurrection in Quinntonian-administered Hamhung, but as the war wound-down promised military support was not given, and scores of Drapoel loyalists were killed or arrested after grenade and sniper attacks in the city.
While the ROK still insists that the pre-war borders should be restored, the CPRD maintains that the rest of the ROK and occupied Hamhung & Hungnam must be restored to the Drapoel.)

[OOC: In that case...]
Ambassador Etoro arrived in Seoul to meet up with a new diplomatic team newly-dispatched from Spyr. Having weathered the greater part of the war in the Drapoel city of Paegam, attempting to encourage Dra-pol to open up to international contacts, the opening of this conference had filled her with great hope for the future.

President Yeh Zhao Feng, the newly elected President of China (Region) will attend representing China and Xiaguo.

A delegation of Xiannese diplomats and Yeh himself will attend the Conference. However, his bitter hate of the Dra-Pol government made him think, a lot. "Dra-Pol...argh.nun pabbo.."

Protestors however, a lot, Koreans shouted slogans, "No Peace with Dra-Pol, fight The Evil!"

TO The Drapolian Government:
From Xiaguo, with pride

A small delegation will attend the conference. A small fleet will be off from the harbour to transport and insure the safety of the delegation. Peace and Prosperity to all.

However, the Government's fear of the conference in endangering the lives of the delegation and the other Asian Representatives are high. What if Dra-Pol invited all of these leaders over, and suddenly lock the doors and bomb it? Machine gun everyone inside? Then Asia will be corrupt and confused therefore giving Dra-Pol the chance to invade the South.

-That's a Nice Prediction.

It was Zhang's first visit to the Korean peninsula in the 61 years of his life. From his windows seat viewpoint, it appeared rebuilding in the ROK was going well and quickly. He also noticed the modern FC-1s and J-10s escorting the airliner to the airport, contrary to intelligience reports. It must be for show... he thought. The whole scene reminded him of Chinese conferences in the 60s. Nevertheless, he was still quite impressed at the effort the Dra-poleans had put into hosting this conference, and it would definitely fool less experienced eyes.

As he walked into the conference centre with an escort leading him, he noticed the heavy military presence in the area, which was a little unsettling. He also looked at the acrobatic display for a while. However, the wall which really caught his attention was the portrait on the walls which named heads of state from "Daylam" and "The Maropian Coast". Both nations he had led the ROCAF against.

This will be interesting.

The Hudecian ambassador and his entourage arrived in Seoul early in the morning.

Ambassador Taylor was quite upset by the sight of the Drapoel fighters, even though they were simply escorting them in. Taylor, was admittedly a little paranoid about actually being inside Drapol territory, even if it was on a diplomatic mission.

The picture of Prime Minister Matsuda irked him particularly because he had never like Matsuda. Ever since he was an advisor to the foreign minister that upstart had always found ways to weave a web of deceit. Taylor felt that he had been chosen for this mission because his presence wouldn't be missed in Hudecia if he happened to not return.

Sitting down at his place in the room, he noticed the presence of the Taiwanese and the Marimaians and the Spryan ambassador Etoro. Instead of cordially meeting them, he decided to review his notes on Drapol and the topics.

The delegates were not confronted by an obvious seating plan on entering the hall. In the centre of the large auditorium, where one might have expected a speaker to address the rows of seats above, was positioned a large stage raised just over a foot. Within it a large groove cut into an oval shape, with the centre of the shape being raised some inches further. Delegates were invited by the Sub-Lieutenants that greeted them to, "sit". No explanation was offered. Surely they knew how to use a table!

Moments later, General Hozaro descended a staircase to the stage, and made his way to the middle of one side of the oval, where upon he clasped his hands for a moment, turning his gaze across all assembled, before sitting on the stage floor with his lower legs in the mentioned groove.

The General's presence was probably due to the rebublic's two millenia of introspection and resultant want for a diplomatic corps. Hozaro was barely recovered from mild radiation burns following the war, and nobody better than the 100th Assault Division commander could be found to host proceedings.

Hozaro motioned to Etoro and Juyi Wang, apparently inviting them to sit opposite himself, before gazing about to invite others to disperse themselves. Around the periphery of the stage area young Banat Sub-Lieutenants positioned themsleves smartly. The junior officers of, well, of the CPRD as much as of the Banat or Unified People's Army, Sub-Lieutenants tended to be young men (and in about 12% of cases, women) selected as young as 13 to lead their classes at school in drills and performances. Come their 17th birthday, class leaders -which may change during the highschool years depending on performance- are afforded the chance to become a junior officer, which is of course considered a significant honour, and moves the youngster into the Warriors' Class, which is -though officially equal- afforded superior rations and accomodation to the Workers' Class and Farmers' Class.

These things may have been explained by the Sub-Lieutenants themselves during the idle pre-seating minutes.

Taylor looked casually at the General's face. The radiation burns were almost completely healed or hidden but he could still spot them out.

In Hudecia following the disasterous ending of the war, such burns had become commonplace to see. Many thousands of Hudecian troops had suffered mild to moderate burns during the war.

The Foreign Affairs Department introduced him to many of such people before he left. Obviously it was an attempt to harden his hatred towards the Drapol, but seeing this General proved that it wasn't just Hudecians who suffered.

Taylor looked casually at the General's face. The radiation burns were almost completely healed or hidden but he could still spot them out.

In Hudecia following the disasterous ending of the war, such burns had become commonplace to see. Many thousands of Hudecian troops had suffered mild to moderate burns during the war.

The Foreign Affairs Department introduced him to many of such people before he left. Obviously it was an attempt to harden his hatred towards the Drapol, but seeing this General proved that it wasn't just Hudecians who suffered.

Don't these people get it? That's what war does to people thinks Robinson.

He still bore the marks of when his Komar was strafed by a Chinese MiG-17, when he took a 20mm shell in both his legs.

Etoro moved to the indicated seat, smiling and bowing to the General and other assembled delegates. She hoped that the conference would unfold without any unpleasantries... but, like Hozaro's burns, the scars of war would still take some time to heal. Still, if all went relatively smoothly, Spyr might be able to forge beneficial political and economic ties with Dra-pol, and hopefully mitigate the negative effects of the war and increased hostility between the parts of the Korean peninsula.

The presence of a representative from Maropian Coast had been somewhat unsettling... Spyr still maintained a presence in Niigata, Japann, from the war against the Bonstockian imperialists, and there was still a large amount of distrust for their motives in Asia. Etoro worried that, if they smelled blood in Korea, they would jump at the chance to make further conquests.

This would also be a conference much different than Spyr's past diplomatic efforts in Asia... unlike in Japann, Spyr had not gone to war against Dra-pol, and so was looking at events from a different perspective than nations who were considered valued allies. In order to justify Spyr's position during the war, that negotiation and understanding were the best way to solve Korea's difficulties, Etoro knew that she had to ensure that this conference produced at least some semblance of progress towards lasting peace and prosperity.

East Islandia has several million Korean refugees from the Second Korean War started by Dra-pol. The leaders of Islandia request if Dra-pol would agree to a relocation movement for those who do wish to return.

Also, we ask for a position within the conference; we will send our vice President, Park Hye-min, of Korean descent, and Ambassador Kwang Hee Soo if allowed to.

The Islandians were as welcome as anybody else (ooc: and let me add, if anybody wants to come along, they are free to assume their delegate arrived with the rest, once accepted. In reality this would presumably have been planned weeks in advance, but since it's for fun and I'm impatient... :) ), and Hozaro decided to address their issue first. In the meantime, Drapoel sake and soju (in Dra-pol the slightly white sort being most common- it will be found that not much is offered, because rice and yams are desperately needed for food) were offered by a young boy and his twin sister who had lately finished swinging from and jumping through things and singing Reunification Rainbow with their X-hundred classmates in the lobby.

"A relocation movement?" Asked the General, wondering at both the scale and the intended location. After all, the ROK still existed in the extreme south (see map, first post), but Seoul and other northern cities occupied by the CPRD were the former homes of the largest single part of the displaced population.

"There are many Korean refugees in LRR too, and there is a movement for relocation. But for them to be relocated to areas now in Dra-pol hands, my government would like assurances from the Dra-pol government that their rights, as far as movement and free speech go, will be respected by the authorities. Also, it has come to our attention that your country is in dire need of food aid. My government is willing to help in that respect if you promise us that you will not try to gain control of the remainder of the ROK by military means."

Park Hye-min nodded, sipping at her soju, and flicked her eyes towards Ambassador Kwang, motioning her to speak.

"It is in the interests of the three million Koreans living in Islandia at the moment," Kwang said. A beautiful young woman of thirty five, Kwang had spent her entire life in the diplomatic corps, but she was confused as hell about Dra-pol. For starters, they seemed different than the Koreans she had knew growing up in Northern Islandia.

And, of course, there was the matter of what they had done to her homeland. The statistics were staggering, and so high that no count could acurately cover the losses.

Kwang held herself together as best as she could, fighting to control her shaking hand and her urge to pick up and leave. Park Hyemin, who had been her classmate while at Seoul University studying political science, also fought her anger with every bit of control she had, but it was to no avail. Park had Kwang speak with Hozaro instead of herself; she would have simply left, or worse, threw a tantrum if she had spoke.

"They wish to re-settle in their former homes," Kwang elaborated. "The Islandian government's Refugee Relocation Council will pay the expenses and provide contractors to rebuild Korea, if requested."

The Xiannese Delegation and represents of China came in with the most silent and fastest walking though as they were ghosts.

Each delegate has the Xiannese flag and the Chinese ROC and PRC emblems pinned on their suits. Yeh, wearing the 1930's Changsam with a walking stick made him look older than he is. He himself wears a different badge, a badge with the PRC flag and ROC flag hanging on each others side.

Yeh, who could speak some Korean had a hard time speaking and going around in Korea. Upon entering, each of them were given a name card to pin on their suits saying, "China Representative" "Xiaguo Delagte" or "President of China"

Accompanying Yeh was his long time frinds, Ms Yoon who will help translate Korean for him. The delegation is rather small, but they are all hopeful in their mission.

Walking, in Yeh quickly greeted Zhang Fu Guo, the newly elected President of Taiwan. A short conversation and the group finishes, and starts to look for their seat, a portrait of Yeh, Yoon, and Jiang were in a neat set of chairs.

China Delegation
President - Yeh Zhao Feng
Ms. Yoon Mi Jin
Dr. Jiang
Xiaguo Delegate
President - Wu Tse Min
Mr. Nikolai Sovich
Ms. Lin Li Jin

Xiaguo also has thousands of refugees crossing over to Xiaguo during the wars and wishes to have Dra-Pol relocate them. Xiaguo is willing to contribute sums of money to help them out.

And, we wish to propose the renewal of the Asian Alliance so that we may discuss about our policies and such. Wars can be preventable, let us renew the Asian Alliance and make it even stronger. Let us make a forum for it to disscuss matter of importance.

Harald, son of Gustav, lord of all Bonstocknians, flew on his jet to Dra-pol. After making a quick stop in Maropian Coast, and inspecting troops, he got on his plane and flew north, escorted by a new fighter, the XJA-39E. He looked out the window. He turned to an aid, and asked, "Why the hell are we showing off our most advanced fighters so blatenly? Those things havn't even entered service yet! Send them back before the Islandians or Hudecians see them."

"Aye, sir. We are approaching Dra-pol."

"Good. Lets see if we can make a good landing." He looked out the window as the plane flew over Dra-pol. The Bonstocknian fighters were gone, and Dra-pol fighters took their place.

The plane, a Gulfstream V, bearing markings "Federal Republic of Bonstock," landed, and Harald, in a new, well ironed, silk Italian suit, a break from his usual military attire, was surrounded by an entourage of two top advisors, Foreign Secretary Tostig Godwinsson and Defense Secretary Manfred von Lugar, and a dozen Bonstocknian Special Service (BSS) agents. One of them, in back, held in his hands a large, black suitcase, chained to his hand. All had on suits, and the BSS agents wore black sunglasses. They entered a limousine which they had chartered, and drove to the confence hall.

They got out, and entered, finding that the confrence had yet to start. Two children walked up. "Most honored guest, may I offer you some sake?"

The BSS agents pulled out their Berettas, cocked them, and aimed at the children, who started trembling. "At ease," Harald commanded, and they put their pistols away. The children, throughly frightened by the sight of a dozen Bonstocknian pistols, handed a glass of sake to the Bonstocknian leader, who towared over them at six-foot six. One of the agents took the glass, and tested it for contaminants or poisons with a small device. Then they handed it to Harald.

"You children are so nice," said Harald. "Here, have a bottle of this." He took out a bottle of vodka from his coat, and handed it to the children, who started glugging it down happilly. "Enjoy!" said Harald. They walked away, the children getting perfectly drunk.

They looked around. Harald spotted someone. He leaned over to Foreign Affairs Secretary Godwinsson. "Who are those delegates?" he questioned.

"Park Hye-min, vice President of East Islandia, and some Hudecian ambassador."

"Perhaps we should pay them a visit."

The entourage of Bonstocknians walked over to the Islandians and the Hudecians. "Park Hye-min, I presume, of East Islandia? I am Harald, son of Gustav, lord of all Bonstocknians." He extended his hand to shake it with the East Islandian Vice President, and then to the Hudecian ambassador.

OOC
its soju. not sake.

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Park Hyemin smiled, amused to see Harald here leading his nation. She had thought he was dead, but it seemed he was alive, and well at that. No big loss, she thought. Hopefully, Harald had gotten smart and decided not to lead any more invasions anywhere, and hopefully he would preserve the status quo-in return for concessions.

"Hello Harald," Park said, nodding politely at him. "How is Bonstock nowadays?"

ooc: Soju, Sake, what's the differance?

By the way, yes, Harald did die, he went to Valhalla, and then descended later that day and reassumed mortal form, in case you didn't see the thread.

ic:

"The Federal Republic fares quite well," Harald responded. "How fares East Islandia?"

OOC
ones krn, ones japanese. Dunno what the exact difference is tho.

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"Not very different than we always are," Park replied. "My subordinate is negotiating right now, and i had to leave to take some air.

"This all turned out to be a bloody business," Park said bitterly. "Cant really trust anyone anymore eh?"

"Good Evening Mr. Park, *Shakes hands*" Good evening Mr.Harald, *shakes hands*"

"Nice to see familiar faces in here, have you experienced the Dra-Polian escorts? seven of our escort jets had to make way back to China because the Dra-Polians wouldn't allow them to land."

"Hows Bonstock and East Islandia? Nice to see you, Harald in mortal form," as Yeh takes his walking stick and waves it at Garald in a gesture that seemed as if Yeh tried to turn Grald back into a pile of bones.

Zhang noticed the Bonstockian delegation arrive. He was surprised that C Montgomery Burns was not there.

"Good Evening, Harald, how is President Burns?"

Inside the conference, the High Admiral walked around with a stone-cold, emotionless look on his face, giving off a general tone of hostility, looking around to the various members of nations that had invaded his country. Whenever he met a Drapoel, however, he was decidedly more friendly.
He spots an empy corner and walks over, his ceremonial robes, which came down to the top of his feet swaying a little as he went. The dark-skinned was of Mongolian descent, but clearly of venerable age, and he stroked his long beard before taking a seat in a place with more Drapoel and less scum.

In Gumi, the Kilean foriegn minister, General Lee, and delegates from LRR and Heudecia meet at the Allied War Dead cemetery. General Lee, still in a wheelchair, battling the radiation sickness he recieved at Pusan, gives a short speech to the delegates. His three main points are;

1) to assure that South Hanguk be rebuilt, and to secure financial and material assistance from the world community, and to rebuild the ROK military- again he appeals to the allies for funds, training, and equipment, as the war and the totall collapse of the won abroad, as well as the loss of most financial records have left the whole ROK government bankrupt.

2) a promise is requested of all allies to station troops in the ROK. General Lee praises the LRR engineers for their selfess, thankless labor in decontamination work, and praises the Kilean foriegn minister for the 40 division, million-man force that will be permanently stationed in south korea. He does add that more must be done, and that South Hanguk cannot defend itself alone. General Lee hints at the development of an anti-IRBM system to defend South Hanguk from another atomic attack

3) there must be a rejection of Dra-Pol rule in the northern ROK, and the CPRD must never enjoy any legitimate rule over the territories. While General Lee grudgingly concedes that the Dra-Pol must be bargained with, he voices again his strong objection to Heudecian and LRR attendance of the conference so long as it is in Seoul.

After the speech, the delegates are treated to a military parade by Joshuan, Heudecian, LRR, Kilean, and ROK troops- from the first six divisions of the new ROKA, which is slated to reach a peak stregnth of 5 million men.

Overhead, ROK F-16's and Jaguars (purchased from Kilean and LRR) scream past, over the Type 88 tanks that roll through the re-built streets of Gumi.

Ah, its good to see the old Jaguar in service. Its a great plane.

But as for anti-IRBM defenses, the LRRMFs combined anti-ballistic missile command could station SA-22 batteries around major population centers.

http://www.bulba.eu.org/mil/free/s300w/s300w(9).jpg

An SA-22 battery, minus the detection&tracking vehicle, which is on the same chassis.

During the parade, the absence of all but a few LRRA combat troops (assigned to protect the engineering and humanitarian efforts) displays the painful fact that it is impossible for the LRRMFs to maintain large overseas garrisons.

A squadron of LRRN Spike-class missile boats soon assembles itself at Jeju-Do, joining the 13 Sovremennys and 14 Krivaks already in ROK waters.

But back to the conference...

Robinson watches as the Bonstock delegates arrive at the conference. Behind him, his attendant introduces Ian Robinson to Harald. He then helps the LRR delegate to his feet to greet the leader of Bonstock.

The Hudecian ambassador smiled thinly to the Bonstockian leader.

"I must admit my surprise to see you attending this conference. Still, it is always a pleasure to meet the leader of Bonstock."

Taylor glared at the Daylami in attendance. Then, thinking more deeply, he decided that it would be better to focus on the conference and less on the situation in Xinjiang.

Looking around he smiled politely to the East Islandians, Marimaians, Taiwanese, Xiannese and the LLR. This could end up being quite the conference.

Perhaps Drapol was changing its spots. After all, staging an act like this is more than just PR, its an abandonment of the old isolationist strategem.

A characteristically tall and confident Beth Gellen, clad in the manner of his Celtic countrymen's ancestors, if not his own, comrade General Kivi Eikki Paatelainen strode across the hall. Liberating the half-full bottle of vodka from its young recipiants as he passed by, he exchanged the emptied bottle for a glass of sake (both sake and soju were originally offered, I believe) by the time he reached the table a few yards away, wiping a drop of the demolished vodka from his impressive moustache before knocking back it's rice-based equivalent.

A sloppy salute was granted General Hozaro before the striking, ill-mannered thirty-something soldier -who'd been responsible for knocking-out one of Prince Llewellyn's Merkava battle tanks during the Beth Gellen revolution- sat himself and his ever hardening liver down. Time to introduce himself, probably. He supposed that Hozaro at least knew.

Tossing back the brown chequered shoulder cape he wore over his... brown chequered shirt with it's string ties above a pair of similarly woven and dyed trousers and -was it a short kilt or a skirt over them?- comrade Paatelainen spoke for the first time in his twenty-some second feature.

"Evening, comrades. General Kivi Eikki Paatelainen, Secretary advising The Igovian Soviet People's Defence Forces for the Igovian Soviet Commonwealth of Beth Gellert. Nice to meet both of each of you." He said, going visibly cross-eyed and belching, before letting out a hearty laugh and reaching for some soju.

Those informed enough on one of the Indian Ocean's sleeping giants would be aware that Beth Gellert was usually known as The People's Commonwealth, rather than the Igovian Soviet Commonwealth. And that Beth Gellert's Celtic-origin culture absolutely despised the practice of watering down alcohol to less than about two thirds purity. Kivi Eikki's drinking was not at all unusual, and was the only thing anyone could think of to explain the nation's poor showing in safety leagues, given it's low crime and exceptional healthcare.

The General had, unlike other delegates, arrived via the CPRD ...beyond the 38th parallel. If -and it was a big if- anybody on hand knew about a mysterious figure named "Father" this may all make a little more sense. The General was one of Father's cadre -The Old Guard- of hard-line authoritarian socialists active in the hyper-liberal Commonwealth. There was at this moment a coup in effect in Beth Gellert, the nation that provided Dra-pol with its CS-400 SAM systems and -under Father's brief premiership- named a battle tank for Hotan before losing stomach for the authoritarian line.

"Don't mind me." The big man said, leaning back on his elbows, one foot on the table, such as it was. "I'm not Asian, but the revolution's a big friendly all-encompassing affair. A big hand for the General here," He boomed on, "for hosting a friendship conference and inviting the people that burned his face. Shame they couldn't be bothered to turn up, eh?"

The big Igovian finally settled down after offering one of the attending Drapoel his cape in exchange for another bottle of, "that powerful white stuff they're drinking" and reclining further to leer at Ambassador Kwang.

OOC

Its Mrs. Park.

******
"Quite the conference indeed," Park said to the Hudecian ambassador as she snuck up behind him quietly. It was a skill learned from years of war, and she found it useful to throw people off-guard, even if only for a bit of fun. "Speaking of which, werent we supposed to exchange spidersilk technologies?"

Park paused, drinking in some of the fiery soju, and sighed. "Its good to have my ambassador doing the talking," she concluded. "The wounds are still somewhat raw for us both, though, particularly the coup attempt in Islandia and the following nuclear exchange. How has it been in Hudecia?"

Ambassador Kwang glanced back at the Celtic ambassador from Beth Gellert, before turning her attention back to the meeting. Thank God that was Premier Chai who seemed to like wearing revealing outfits, she thought to herself. That day, she wore a shimmersilk dress shirt over a black tank top and black pants, and high heels, a sort of casual working uniform for the Islandian diplomatic corps, and a uniform that had been ill received for its lack of formality. Vice Premier Park, who was outside looking for so-ju and conversation, wore a tight black mid-cut dress of shimmersilk, a dress more akin to a ball gown then diplomatic wear.

Etoro politely declined offers of alcoholic beverages, and blinked noticeably in surprise at the entrance of the Beth Gellertan... for a Spyran, whose culture traditionally avoided alcohol, other cultures' capacity for drinking still elicited some surprise.

Just another one of those things, she thought to herself, that made the diplomatic service so interesting.

OOC: I am going to post in you can boot me if you want. I RP Nepal location(United Indistan told me that I could use the Location)
I however generally just RP it as if Temujinn is next to Nepal in the Mountains, equal sized nations yadda ydda.
Facts (http://s7.invisionfree.com/AoH_Official_Board/index.php?showtopic=4)
IC:
New Ulaanbaatar The Temujinni Captial:
A broad shouldered man sat behind a small utilitarian desk, it was only upon close examination that one discovered the desk be made of solid ebony.
The man's round face left him with a perpetual look of friendliness.
His voice was deep and seemed to come from his chest rather then his mouth alone.
His features betrayed his strong Mongolian blood lines.
"Butatai, prepare a messege to be sent to the nation of Dra-pol, and prepare my plane I must attend the conference that they are hosting. It is for the good of Temujinn."

"Of course sir." IN contrast the small slip of a man who stood on the other side of the desk gave no real appreance at all. He bore a very light complextion and ambiguous features that seemed more common these days in Temujinn.
However Nambaryn knew that Butatai was perhaps one of the most feared men in the "secret" circles that surrounded Temujinni politics.
Nambaryn had actually seen the teeth of grown chatter in the presence of that little man, and he Nambaryn the ruling Prince of Temujinn had made that little monster of man tremble ...first with anger yes...but very quickly he learned Nambaryn Enkhbayar whose lineage had ruled in Temujinn for five-hundred years was not a man to be trifled with, not in the least.

"Nambaryn, will there be anything else? an escort perhaps? gifts?"
The little asked but clearly already knew the answer.

"No Batatai, no time for gifts and if I show with one-hundred body guards if their government wanted to kill they still could, of they could just shoot down my jet. No gifts no guards."

Nambaryn did not wait for a response from the Dra-pol government. He could always be called back in the air. He was late to arrive at the conference and did not want to be any later.

OOC: I'm leaving for a canadian vacation for the better part of a week, so I won't be around much. Assume Kilean is scowling, condeming the conference with howling propaganda.

I hope all these nations realize that, you know, dra-pol invaded and attempted to annex it's neighbor in a totally unprovoked attack. It's not like they were even the same ethnicity, as the Dra-Pol stress in all of their public statements the ethnic uniqueness of it's peoples.

Furthermore, they used as part of their attack their willingness to kill millions of civilians in Seoul to hamstring the allies. When Kilean airborne troops dropped in to rescue the citizens of that city, the Dra-Pol decided that they couldn't handle Kilean attacks on their artillery around Seoul, so they- in their peace-loving mercy- decided to drop 40-odd nuclear warheads on ROK population centers.

Oh, but the friendship and goodwill of the Dra-Pol doesn't end there- as the war ended, and in their great mercy, the Dra-Pol drove out the few survivors of Seoul over a hellish chemical wasteland into the arms of the nation they had attacked for no reason, and shattered with their first use of nuclear weapons.

So go ahead, please. Sit down at the table, speak of friendship and international brotherhood, and know that you are dealing with murderers.

Although General Lee takes a softer, more concilatory tone to the conferences, public mood is....to say the least....unhappy. In the refugee camps outside of Ulsan and Pusan, huge rallies against Heudecian and LRR involvement are held. Heudecian flags are burnt in the streets to cries of "murderers! murderers!" and in Ulsan, and LRR sailor is beaten within an inch of his life by a gang of war-refugee teenagers.

In Pusan an organization called "death march survivors against treason" holds a massive protest march, during which some 60,000 former residents of Seoul protest allied attendance of the conference held in the rubble of their former town.

In international waters off of Seoul, ROKAF F-16's buzz the planes carrying diplomats to the conference, while along the western DMZ, the capital guard division (the unit that formerly guarded seoul) kicks off a two-week long series of wargames that will involve some 250,000 ROK troops. The South Hanguk military was crushed in the war, yes- but it is coming back to life.

over the yellow sea

Captian Park broke away from his squadron and headed northwards. Although it was assumed that the new nautical border was paralell to the unofficial truce line, nothing was ever written down....

aah, ambiguity thought Captain Park as he put his Jaguar into a shallow dive

If this didn't work out, he had the better part of a fighter wing 20,000 feet above him, ready to jump in.

He hoped it worked out. Bursting out below the clouds, Park saw the wakes of the little dra-pol trawlers, fishing for crab off of what used to be the south korean coast. He flipped up the trigger guard on the stick, and squeezed.

A hail of 20mm shells made the water in front of one of the boats dance. Over the radio Park intoned the memorized message in Dra-Pol

"you are in violation of South Hanguk maritime territory. leave now, or the next pass will destroy your vessel..."



The displeasure coming off of the South Hanguk government is palpable, and they are dead set on not being forgotten in this conference. Frankly, they won't shut up until the whole world is forced to hear their side of things.

Deputy Minister Wang tried to hide his amusement at the entrance of the Beth Gellertan, and continued picking at the selection of food he'd grabbed when he entered. He shot a disapproving glance at the Bonstockian delegation as they arrived, and developed a thinly-veiled scowl as various delegates began chatting to them.

Traitors.

He got up and headed over to Hozaro, bowing respectfully and showing off his practised diplomat's smile.

"Once again, thank you for the opportunity to attend. Hopefully those nations who obviously have an unyielding need for attention will take their seats soon."

He shot a dirty look at the Bonstockians before continuing.

"I trust that all is well within your fine nation?"

General Hozaro was of course familiar with comrade General Paatelainen, but only by reputation. The sheer size of the fellow, as well as his less than refined character, was still something of a surprise. Hozaro wouldn't let it show, of course.

As food began to arrive -a modest first course of dried fish now unrecognisable, a staple in Dra-pol but here served unusually with a little sauce (vegetarianism is a concept not yet familiar in Dra-pol)- Hozaro continued to exchange reserved pleasantries with those attending. He was to treat all equally and not to go out of his way to ignore those most opposed to the CPRD, simply because manners dictated it.

Outside the conference much was going on.
The Central Directorature cleared the Temujinni delegation for approach, and the Banat began to muse over the possibility of contacting that nation's Maoist groups.
DaKhiem restated its line with regards to the nuclear exchange during the war- the enemies launched first, the Party insists. With regards to the ethnic differences there was no dispute, but it is maintained that Korea is the land of the Drapoel people, and that everybody else is their only by Drapoel mercy.
Most of the fishing vessels off shore had no communications equipment, any spare radios going to the military, government, or large collective communities. The Yellow Sea Fleet under Admiral Li-Il however would react to the Southerners' incursion. A 38metre Tiburon Class patrol craft in the area moved at 26 knots to cover the fishing vessels, though it's anti-air capability was limited to 2xtwin-barrel 14.5mm machineguns and a twin-barrel 47mm turret similar to that seen on the D-ZSU-47-2 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun. It would certainly attempt to fire on hostile aircraft within range north of the improvised border.
Meanwhile, listening stations across the region would by now be able to confirm a seismic event that morning. Originating from Paektusan, it was in the order of 28kilotonnes -twice the force of the boosted-fission weapons deployed by the CPRD during the war. Other listening posts attending to earth's orbit would perhaps be able to hear a new transmission, delivering the phrase "Red Zero" over and over, in Morse.

(For information pertaining to that last post, this general post-war thread has details in the last few posts: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=339818 )

A note was passed to South Hanguk and Kilean.

"Neighboring ally, we notice your request of help in form of money and equiptment. Our Xiannese International Fund will contribute 5 million Xin Hua Bi's to the SOuthern Government and also, the Xiannese Government will donate 3 billion Xin Hua Bis to help rebuild. Xiaguo is always on your side, have faith. Seuol will be remembered.
Signed-Yeh ZHao feng, President of China"

Taylor jumped a little bit after Park snuck up on him. He was naturally on edge being here in Drapol, and Park's surprise introduction was all that was required for Taylor to break a sweat.

"Hudecia, as always, is approaching elections, so all the politicians are on their best behaviour and trying to make a good impression." Taylor wiped the sweat from his brow. "We were quite concerned about the crisis in Islandia and hope for continued stability in the region. We had hoped to conclude the Spidersilk Steel issue as soon as Islandia felt ready."

"Sadly, Matsuda could not attend as he is busy attending to the matters of arranging the drop of the writ. So instead I was sent her with full authority to press our positions."

OOC: I'm Canadian Kilean! Enjoy our hospitality.

Midshipman 1st class Alexander Upton, the sailor beaten nearly to death, is found by a group of LRRA infantrymen escorting the SA-22 ABM batteries being deployed around the ROK.

But with the beating, it is unclear weather they will be made operational any time soon. LRRN crews rarely if ever go ashore, and the lightly, if armed at all, engineering troops stay well away from populated areas. MiG-21 overflights become less and less common as well.

Across LRR, however, monitoring stations go berserk. It appeared as though Dra-pol had detonated a nuclear bomb of the size not seen during the invasion, and that Dra-pol had launched an ICBM.

SA-22s and brand-new ABM laser stations are put on high alert.

ooc: Whao, a lot happened while I was gone

OOC
Its Mrs. Park.

DAMMIT!

ic:

Lord Harald shook hands with many of the leaders. The _Taiwanese delegate approached, and asked his question.

"Burns? I sentanced him to spend the rest of his days running an American nuclear power plant! I'm certain he fares not well!"

Then the Marimaian delgate shot a dirty look at Lord Harald. Harald looked surprised, glanced back questioningly.

Harald then came over to the little children handing out soju, both of them perfectly drunk thanks to Harald's vodka. He took another drink of soju, and then sat down.

Robinson had my this time become somewhat annoyed at the fact that his requests were not being discussed.

"As I said earlier, the relocation of Korean refugees is set to become a major issue. My government would like Dra-pol assurances that any refugees that return to the areas of the ROK now under Dra-pol authority will be guaranteed their lawful pre-war rights of free speech, free movement, right to life, and right to petition the government. The Dra-pol authorities would remain in control of the territory in this case, but for the returning refugees, life would be similar to as it was before the invasion. Also, my government asks that Dra-pol not try to take over the rest of the ROK by military means. Enough innocent civilians have died as a result of this war already, and the massive Dra-pol losses speak for themselves."

"Wow, Bonstockian politics is a deadly game." Zhang chuckled. He approached the Dra-pol delegation. After all, despite _Taiwanese opposition, the Dra-poleans had achieved a victory over the south and looked in a strong position.

"How does the CPRD feel about business nowadays?"

"When will the damn conference start?" exclaimed Yeh to the delegation, it has been a few hours now and the food is running out, and no one here drinks tea!

Time ticked by and further drinks and tiny courses of food were brought out to the odd table. Hozaro looked up from his kimchi, approached in orderly fashion by a young sub-lieutenant. The general sat up and listened to the junior officer's quiet words in his ear.

The youngster left, and Hozaro took another few bites of his meal. Eventually he nodded to a pair of unidentified comrades in the background and called for the attention of those assembled. The general announced the orbiting of Red Zero, Dra-pol's first -unmanned- satellite. He explained that idle talk abroad of Drapoel ICBM launch and of nuclear detonation was false. No rocket had been launched, and no nuclear event had occurred. The indicated comrades brought forth a radio set, which was switched on to express the signal from the orbiter. Red Zero, Red Zero it beeped.

"I apologise for the interruption." Said Hozaro, saluting the aides and dismissing them. "It seemed appropriate to share news of our great Kurosite success and to aleviate unfounded fears at this gathering in friendship.

"Now, the, ah, refugees." He went on, speaking slowly and with a heavy accent, and glancing towards Robinson. "Of course, the Drapoel people open their arms to those prepared themselves to embrace progress. It is unfortunate that so many people residing in ancient Drapoel lands chose to depart at the very moment of the greatest event experienced by the land of morning calm in the three generations. They will be welcomed back, and treated as equal comrades for so long as they treat the Choson People's Republic with the respect its heritage deserves.

"It will be a slow process, one supposes. We must be sure that enemy infiltrators do not take advantage of our pardon."

"But in order for willing refugees to return to their former homes, the Dra-pol government must assure their human rights and freedoms. Without your government's word on the issue, my government cannot allow refugees, at least those currently residing in my country, to return."

"These freedoms and rights of which you speak, they sound of a foreign ideal. The Choson People's Republic is beyond this and understands that it has been seen that the masses can defeat any tyrant as Wiman or that Christian God. So then, it is clear that the masses can not be lead against their will." Hozaro stated, quoting from comrade Secretary Director Hotan's recent work, Student Of The Kuro Revolution. By this, he meant that the people looked after themselves, and would decide for themselves how their lives played-out. It was not, as the Kurosite Drapoel saw it, for governments, politicians, or other individuals to agree upon what was and was not the proper condition of a person's living.

"So your government will not impose its will on returning refugees?"

http://www.huaf.hu/fotoalbum/hatterek/800/Hind.jpg

An LRRA Mi-24 of the 3rd brigade, 1st armored division, which was deployed to the ROK to combat the Dra-pol invasion.

OCC: Just thought I'd throw that in for flavor.

"For the part of the Hudecian government, we are recommending that Korean refugees remain where they are. As such, the Hudecian government is granting 'special status' to all Korean refugees to allow them similar rights as Hudecian citizens. Still, those who wish to return to their hometowns in occupied ROK will be allowed to return." Taylor pronounced this new policy directive after being briefed by the Foreign Minister himself a week ago. With over 2 million Korean refugees in Hudecia they definately represented a significant voting block.

It's just like the Liberal party... 'making' new friends and supporters. God bless the Liberal Party of Hudecia.. on the inside Taylor scowled.

"Despite Spyr not playing host to any Korean refugees from the conflict, we too feel that this issue must be resolved. I would be interested in learning of how the Dra-pol administration would treat returning refugees... how will their former property be distributed? will they be displaced from their origins?"

Wang took a sip of his drink before speaking. "They have a national duty to return and rebuild their homeland after so much was inflicted upon it. Any refugee who prefers to reside in a nation other than Dra-pol is obviously lacking in national pride. They should be encouraged to return, especially as Dra-pol is obviously willing to take them back. To put so many conditions on returning the refugees can be seen as hampering the rebuilding of the peninsula, as there could be valuable skilled workers among their numbers. If we show them that Dra-pol is ready to welcome them home, and that returning presents them with great opportunity to rebuild their lives, I am certain that they would flock back."

The plain black King Air 350 landed without event after being cleared to do so.
Prince Nambaryn disembarked along with his pilot who would serve as his guard/valet.
Prince Nambaryn now standing was a stocky figure(fitting his mongolian lineage). He appeared stout and his age indisernable. Drapoel escorts took them from the tarmac to a waiting car to drive him to the conference.
"I am curious?" He looked towards one of the men escorting him.
"One, has the conference began?
Two, how many different nations a represented?
Three,..." a small smile crossed his round face making him seem as if he break into laughter, the man really did have a very happy face reguardless of his true mood."Should I be armed? As my valet already is."

This last question was more a way to politly inform anyone who should know that yes indeed they were both armed. While Nambaryn saw no need for a host of body guards he did see a need to be able to shoot someone should it be called for.

"National pride?! Many of them view their 'nation' as the ROK... which no longer exists. Their hometowns have been destroyed by war or by nuclear apocalypse, why should many of them feel any attachment to the land itself, when nothing remains of the 'home' they once knew?" Taylor was baffled by the Marimaian's blunt comments. Surely they knew as much as anyone that the no free-minded person would willingly give up all their freedoms just to live in a radioactive wasteland.

Park looked at the Mongol blankly, although in her mind she was wondering why and what the Mongol was here at the conference before turning her attention back to Taylor.

She nodded. "Well, we will conclude that business after this," she said. "To tell the truth, not very many people seem to appreciate spidersteel, and sales have been lagging lately in the export market. So I suppose theres no harm in giving a close ally-"

Her phone beeped. She frowned and excused herself, and quickly walked to the bathroom, pulling out the sleek, silver SAT-phone with three encoded channels, and the ability to reach nearly anywhere on the globe. All that, and the thing fit in one's palm.

Ahh, the wonder of Samsung. Too bad that company was gone now...

"Hyemin!" General Sung Minlee said quickly over the SAT-phone. "Listen!"

"Wait," Park said, hitting a button and waiting for the static of the scrambler to kick in. "Okay, now go."

"We received a call from a group identifying itself as the Vanguard Brigade of South Korea," Sung said in an urgent tone. "IN that call, they made threats on your life, and specifically, this conference if you dont desist and return to Islandia."

"HOw long ago was this?" Park asked.

"Twenty minutes ago," Sung replied. "Ten minutes ago, we also received an internet file that contained video footage of the conference building and of recent arrivals minutes ago, so we know that they are on scene right now."

Park frowned. "Damnit," she said. "Did you divert a sat-"

"Way ahead of you, boss," Sung replied. In the background, Park could hear the tapping of keys from her friend's end. "We cant see anything, except for some cars pulling up and an airplane landing. As far as we know, nothing's out of the ordinary."

"I dont believe it then," Park replied, quietly. "The Drapoel have this place locked down tighter than than a Strategic Corps' base. How can they get in?"

"I dont know," Sung replied, almost grudgingly. "But how can you explain the footage-"

"Maybe they have hidden cameras," Park replied. "Whatever the case, Sgt Saisho and Colonel Tanaka is with me. We will be fine."

"Tanka's a flyboy, and Saisho against an army of terrorists?" Sung hissed. "Are you out of your mind?"

"No," Park replied. "I just know the risks."

"You know the risks of being wrong, but wh-"

"That will be enough, General," Park said abruptly. "Do not forget I outrank you, and although I thank you for your advice, nothing can be done on it at this moment. If you havent remembered, Ambassador Kwang and I are trying to negotiate the future of our people. Or are you so enamored with hate of the Drapoel that you have made this up yourself?"

"Think about what you're saying, Hye-min!" Sung roared. "IF you think th-"

Park cut the kill switch and quickly slipped the phone back into her pocket, heading towards the banquet room. She had ample reason to suspect General Sung, even if the two were close friends; Sung nearly mobilizd the entire Strategic Corps, and was a heartbeat away from hitting the blue button (the launch switches are blue, not red) when Chai had stopped her. Nonetheless, it broke Park's heart to be so brusque to her friend, and even if she knew the risks of trusting General SUng, who had been very close to teh edge lately.

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what is the possibility that a terrorist group can infiltrate the conference somehow and wreak havoc?

Wang raised an eyebrow at Taylor's reaction, and stood up to press his response home.

"If that won't convince you, we'll argue on cold hard facts. Can all of the nations currently harbouring refugees say truthfully that you intend to cope with them permanently? It would take years for a nation to adjust fully, so it is easier and more practical to return them home."

"Which nation would you rather return them to? Let me see, returning refugees have two choices for destination, both calling themselves the rightful owner of the entire peninsula. First, Dra-pol. A popular dictatorship which has order, resources, and a working government. Alternatively, we have South Hanguk, the remnants of the ROK. A bankrupt military dictatorship teetering on the edge of an abyss, being held up purely by foreign assistance."

Wang sat back down. "Besides, South Hanguk threatened us all with 'grave consequences' if we attended this conference. Dra-pol has been completely civilised and cordial. I know which nation those refugees would be safer and more productive in, and we're currently being hosted by them."

Two perspectives, Etoro thought to herself as the debate over the refugees continued, utterly different and yet each equally meritous, in its own way. Perhaps the issue could not be solved on its philosophical grounds... it could, however, find some sort of solution on its practical ones.

"Perhaps it is not our place to decide for the refugees where they should go. It might be best to simply provide them with choices for their individual consideration.

I'm sure a return home to Dra-pol is something many are eager to do, and I'm certain that, be it for lack of national pride or a fear of opression and radiation, some may not wish to do so.

Would it not be best to let any nations interested in taking them, be they Dra-pol, Hudecia, or South Hanguk, state that they shall do so as their individual resources and politics allow. Then, the personal motivations of each individual refugee might be better realized, and no nation would be inundated with citizens who do not want to be there."

Lord Harald listined attentivly to the talk on the refugees, and then he spoke. "It can not be assumed that any returning refugees will particularly like the situation in new Dra-pol. Certainly, their homes and livelihoods have been destroyed, but besides that, do citizens of the ROK really want to live in the socialist environment that is Dra-pol? One of the many problems any conquering system has on people is that the people new to it are not easily assimilated into the new system. My father knew this first hand. Before the Great Bonstocknian Civil War, citizens remembered a time of prosperity, but after the Dar Terror bombing campaign and the ensuing economic collapse, they wanted a new system. So the population actively sought socialism. And that caused the rebellion and the Great Civil War. The Rebels, however, thought that they could easily subdue those who lived in the Bonstocknian colony of Maropian Coast. However, Maropian Coast had escaped Dark Terror's bombs, and had a booming economy. Therefore, the Maropians joined the Government resistance, and defeated the Rebel invasion. However, conversely, when my father invaded Bonstock proper, he had the daunting task of reassimilating the people to capitalism. He was only sucessful because he brought back how Bonstock had been before Dark Terror bombed us. We waged our wars abroad again. We had an economy that put others to shame again. And the people remembered, and they joined in.

"However, in this case, no one in the ROK has ever lived under Dra-pol's socialism. They remember the good times when the ROK prospered and was peaceful. But they had socialism thrust upon them. How will they react? How would you react if something you had your whole life was suddenly, ruthlessly taken away from you?

"The only solution, in my eyes, is for Dra-pol to leave the occupied ROK territories autonomous. Let them be. Defend them, yes, consider them part of Dra-pol, yes, but do not thrust a new way of life upon them. Make it seem that the war never happened. Rebuild Seoul exactly as it was. Only then can one gradually introduce a new form of government to them. Otherwise, this will not be the last Korean war."

Nambaryn, entered the conference area in time to here the Bonstockian Lord Harald speak about refugees in the matter of the ROK/Dra-pol ordeal.
He had business with the Bonstockian outside of this conference, though the other man did not know it yet. Several of the delegates held the attention of the Temujinni. Yes, the Dra-pol situation was important, but the conflict was for the most part over. Nambaryn needed to make sure another of potentially even more devastating preportions was avoided. He hated being late.

"Feng, stop twittling with your watch" pointed Soon, while Yeh kept wiping and exploring his watch. "We should listen to what they are saying,"

"Alright, you know this conference stuff is not going any where." as Yeh mumbled to himself.

As Yeh was tapping the table, the subject of, 'Dra-Pol and Refugees' Sprang up.

"The refugees in Xiaguo will be deported to Dra-Pol whether they like it or not. There will be another choice, to the ROK. Xiaguo cannot support them all here and many of them are poor."

Etoro finished another bite of food, and replied to the Bonstockian.

"You seem to assume that socialism cannot lead to peace, prosperity, and greatness which can far outshadow the people's memories of capitalism.

Such an assumption does a disservice to our hosts and the potential of their Revolution, and thus cannot be a consideration in finding a solution."

Nambaryn stepped forward and with slight gesture of his hand made sure his valet stayed back behind him.
"Gracious friends, if you will pardon my interuption.
I am Nambaryn prince of Temujinn and acting Prime Minister.
On the matter of which you speak...you will again forgive, I realize Temujinni forces were not involved.
On the matter of which you speak, perhaps similar to what the Honorable Bonstockian said on the matter. Not having the Areas be autonomous, rather immediately annexed to Dra-pol, with transitional changes in the structure of rule.
While also allowing the former ROK areas to hold an election of their regions representative in the Revolutionary Party, surely among those in the area are some respected intellectuals who could serve both the interest of the region and the Party. This give the refugees someone they trust to govern them, while allowing to Dra-pol to immediately lay rule over the area, also demonstrating to the people that the Dra-pol government is not without understanding of the People.
The transitional change of law could be segmented in such away as to first change what has essentially left many homeless, any shelter currently would be welcomed. Second the generating of income, most dont care how they are paid as long they DO get paid. Income for work preformed is up lifting to the spirit, when you can get the people functioning and compensated they will more easily aclimatize themselves to a change in governing.
As well they would be working to rebuild the area for the Revolution, makingthe Revolution's gains, their gains, and their gains the Revolution's gains. People reguardless of social class want to lead with strength, security and pride. Give the people of these wasted lands those three things and they love you, reguardless of what ism the political ideology happens to be.
Pride being the most important of those.
Simply an idea with rough edges and the finer details not worked out but I think you understand."
Nambaryn, sat in an empty seat and popped a piece of what appeared to dried fish in his mouth. His valet responded to another unseen gesture and moved towards a far corner ofthe room.

"As I stated previously, the Hudecian government is prepared to naturalize as many of the Korean people as are needed. The powerful Hudecian economy can provide good jobs for them, and their skills can be put to good use. Having spoken to a number of Korean refugees in Hudecia, where many are already putting down roots, it seems that the majority are either worried about the radiation fallout in S. Hanguk or the socialistic government style of Drapol."

"Any that wish to return to Drapol will be allowed to, however, Hudecia will not be forcing any of them to return. Such an action would be a blatant violation of Hudecian Constitutional rights guaranteed for refugees."

"We support the Bonstockian and Temujin proposals as a way to help facilitate the transition of those Koreans who do wish to return to the occupied ROK."

Taylor knew full well that the Hudecian government was already active in expounding the benefits of Hudecian citizenship to the Korean refugees. It was very likely that only a few would return to the peninsula at all.

(OOC: Just an apology for my absence today... it looks like there a lot of posts in need of response, but I've been increasingly ill (nothing too dramatic) over the last two days, and can't keep staring at the screen without making it worse. I can't concentrate well enough to respond concisely and in character, so you'll just have to be patient :) Feel free to argue amongst yourselves, or watch Mass Games-like performances by the Kuro Student Defence League, or even peer out at the fly-overs by the odd little aircraft that happen to be S-5 Ultra Shinden attackers, 1st generation jets of which the PAAF fields almost twenty thousand, 70% stationed now within six minutes of north-most bases in what remains of the ROK [whistles innocently and goes in search of more painkillers] S-5 attacker (http://img48.photobucket.com/albums/v148/Chivtv/NS1/S5UltraShinden.jpg) )

[OOC: Eep, sick? Well, let me wish you a speedy recovery!]

Etoro nodded in agreement with Nambaryn's statement and the Hudecian response... the first issue seemed to be approaching a proper solution. However, she wondered wether Dra-pol would see it as such. If it appeared to be an attempt to restrict or restrain their Revolution, she was certain it would be rebuffed.

"Sorry, lady's and gentlemen, I Ms Soon Jin is deeply sorry for Yeh's statement about deporting the Koreans."

"He actually meant that the refugees have 5 choices.
1.Stay in Xiaguo and undergo a fast Naturalization Process.
2.Sign up to get transported to Dra-Pol. (Funds Provided by Xiannese Government)
3.Sign up to get transported to the South. (Funds provided by Xiannese Government)
4.Sign up to get transported into another place of choice.
5.Take part in a Visa that will allow them to stay in Xiaguo until ready to choose any of the other choices however, remain under immigration 'Alien Status'

These steps are to allow more freedom to the refugees and immigrants. Yeh and I have discussed about this earlier concerning the rights of the refugees. I hope the Asian Conference members can pass this."

Etoro breaks out in a smile.

"Xiaguo has just provided us with a perfect model for a host country dealing with its refugees! I suggest it be adopted as a model for other nations.

Let each potential destination present its relative merits to them, so that they might best decide where to go. That way, regardless of the political status of their home regions within Dra-pol, they can choose wether they wish to return to them.

The Xiannese have shown great generosity in offering to pay transportation costs, for which they should be applauded. However, for nations who cannot support such expenditures, perhaps they should be the responsibility of the destination nation, a small sort of investment to show that they really value the potential contributions of the refugees."

The assembly, having been taken after the meal to witness a massive flyover by the PAAF (which has now used up most of its week's fuel ration) and another gigantic display of communist humanity, returns to the hall where tea is finally served.

Comrade General Hozaro, having consulted with Party members via frequency-hopping radio, addressed the refugee issue anew. He said that the CPRD was willing to take in as many refugees as wished to return, and that they may even nominate public figures from amongst their number for Party membership, which may allow them to sit in Local Directoratures, with theoretical potential for graduation to the Central Directorature in DaKhiem.

Of course Hozaro knew that a good deal of the successful public figures born of the capitalist republic would be primarily self-interested, and as such likely corruptable and open to the perks of Party membership. It was hoped by DaKhiem that such figureheads, if nominated by their peers, might lead the way for assimilation in the working population. Nobody was about to express this to the delegates, anyway. It was reconfirmed that the process would be slow, as the crowded and sensitive republic should have to vet immigrants case by case.

Hozaro tried to give the impression that the independently minded and strong republic had no vested interest in allowing people in, but in truth it would of course be delighted to gain population-calming puppets and especially skilled workers and educators.

The General eventually turned to the big Beth Gellen and expressed thanks on behalf of the Republic for what he was about to share. Apparently DaKhiem had come to an agreement with The People's Commonwealth to have Hotan's Student Of The Kuro Revolution published and internationally distributed (the CPRD hardly has ties enough to accomplish this widely on its own). Copies of the little book -really more a pamphlet beafed up by editor's notes and 'independent' analysis- were to go on sale abroad.

Kuro Student Defence League members display (http://img48.photobucket.com/albums/v148/Chivtv/NS1/massgames2.jpg) with mass gymnastics and rippling mosaics displaying the face of Hotan, amongst intermittant scenes of Kuro Progress, good collective labour, and heroic scenes of war.

"Of course, of course, Xiaguo can pay for the transportation. A registration is also on all of them and will be traced to them even if they are in Dra-Pol or some other country. This is to insure proper treatment and so on. The registration usually expire and it will not be renew unless you're still in Xiaguo or you're applying for Naturalization." Said Dr. Jiang concluding Spyr's proposal.


"The Xiannese government is also asking all nations to provide homes and general necessities for the refugees and their families to live in and live with until they have work which can support themselves or their family. Also, when they have decided to leave the nation to Dra-Pol or somewhere other than that." said President Wu, however, he now takes up a statistics sheet and continue with his anlaysist of the recent refugee activities.

"Xiaguo is a rather close neighbor the Dra-Pol, and transportation is funded by the government. They will take the millitary trains and escorted by millitary officials. Several points have been set up along the border and some hundreds leave every week. There has been a substantial amount of refugees applying for naturalization. The prcess, now reformed will take no longer than a year." stated Wu, of course, interupted by Mr Sovich and Ms. Lin, he then began to speak in a rather, harsh tone.

"There also have been murders done at the refugee camps, of course, healthcare is paid by the government until they get a job, or have enough financially. Murder rates have hit a new high especially in quarells within the government funded refugee camps. Suicide rates within the camps can estimate 4 persons per camp each day." howled Wu,
"We must provide enough freedom for these poor souls and have them decide where to go. Of course, some may not agree with our, Xiaguo's Proposal of a plan to enlist refugees into citizens and such. However, you must provide basic freedom and healthcare."
Thank You General Conference members.

"It is most excellent to hear that we shall at last be able to readily obtain a Drapoel text, and look forward to more such material emerging into the market. In keeping with Spyran laws on freedom of information, it should merely be a matter of finding local distributors, which I feel confident can be guaranteed... given Dra-pol's recent activities and the media coverage of them back home, the general populace is eager for more knowledge on the subject."

OOC: To be honest, I might not be online much anymore... I may get hospitalized soon. I'v been sick since Monday. Hope you feel better Drapol, I know how you feel.

OOC: Eesh, I think I'm on my way to recovery (if you ignore the blood I coughed up this morning, which I've chosen to)... no hospital, at least. Hope you're all right, Hudecia.

OOC:Best of luck and good health to both of you guys.

OOC: Agreed. Hope you guys recover fully soon.

Hmm, both of you hurt, what a cowinkydink. Both of you got in a fight? j/k, well, feel better.

OOC: I got mono... just got back from a 6-hour stay at a hospital. My tonsils had swollen up so badly that I couldn't swallow my own spit, couldn't talk and barely breathe.

Coughing up blood? Ouch... sorry to hear that man... hope it gets better for ya

General Hozaro had spent quite some minutes apart from his guests, deep in secure conversation with senior Party members, thanks to the Republic's still officially secret frequency-hopping radios. The refugees were a relatively minor concern for Dra-pol, which was -as for the better part of the last decade and under the watch of no less than four Directors- still quite fixated on Hamhung/Hungnam, AKA Quinntonian Dra-pol. The Quinntonians had been quiet for a long time, and were yet unrepresented at the conference. Hozaro was to begin the potentially long process of trading, scheming, blackmailing, threatening, promising and pressuring that might some day, it was hoped, see the territory returned to the Drapoel state.

On returning, it was apparently considered, for the Drapoel part, that the issue of refugees -in a very general sense- was all but settled. They could come home if they wanted, although Seoul would probably never return to the giant proportions of old and those returning would have to embrace the Kurosite vision of democracy and contribution to society.

It was also apparent that the widespread distribution of Student of the Kuro Revolution was delayed by the on going nature of the coup in Beth Gellert, but the Drapoel General would express nothing but confidence in the Igovian revolutionaries and their ultimate success.

Hozaro politely and firmly acquired the attention of all assembled in order to raise the question of further topics interesting to the represented states. In the process of suggesting possible examples; national economies, western imperialism, political evolution; he dropped-in 'the on-going theocratic crusader-state domination of ancient east coast Drapoel territory that once fed the nation', not because he absolutely wanted to discuss it next, but because he wanted the issue to be 'out' during any other discussions. It may be that the CPRD's attitude in other matters could be used to win points over Hamhung, so it was hoped.

That place had, after all, probably been the death of more Drapoel in conventional fighting than had the nuclear weapons of the last conflict. It was still a bigger scar on the Drapoel nation than was anything that happened in the south.

"Given the need for economic revitalization, it may be beneficial to discuss commercial and trade matters. I have been informed that numerous Spyran corporations are quite interested in the possible opportunities involving Dra-pol... will there be mechanisms for them to obtain Drapoel products and subcontract out certain production lines to Dra-pol facilities? And, will there be market mechanisms for the purchase of Spyran-made goods, or those of any foreign nation for that matter?"

"Yes, several Taiwanese companies are already eyeing the Dra-polean workforce."

"I would advise Dra-pol to take caution when accepting offers from capitalists, as they undoubtedly see Dra-pol as just another resource to be exploited. We can offer a somewhat different approach. Our larger corporations are known as 'Concerns', and all are partly owned by the Marimaian government. What we can offer is for Concerns to establish Drapoel subsidiaries; these Drapoel subsidiaries could then have three-way ownership between the Concern, the Marimaian government and the Drapoel government. This way, the Drapoel government can decide which Concerns they wish to allow as well as being able to guide the Concern's Dra-pol activities."

Wang sat back in his seat. "If you need any evidence as to the success of the Concerns, look to Marimaia. Our economy is one of the most secure and stable that we know of."

Economically, since Xiaguo only has 7 national Banks, we are looking forward to having you opening up seaports so Xiaguo ships can trade with your rich and economically great nation.

One issue however, is that Xiaguo and Sino still owns a strip of Dra-Polian territory in the north during the war. The strip, with a length of 230miles, and a width of 60, Xiaguo wishes to return this portion of land if Dra-Pol agrees to return Seoul to the South. Xiaguo will try to follow up on any Dra-Polian demands if this offer is not enough.

Etoro seems slightly miffed at being referred to as a capitalist, muttering something about the superiority of the Spyran 'People's controlled fasco-socialist free market'.

Hozaro heard the addresses, turning to gaze upon each speaker in turn, apparently listening quite intently.

To the Spyrians he said that, "yes, Dra-pol shall be looking for international trade, especially on a regional level. Banks set up in Kosong and promptly destroyed by Kilean and Promise of Joshuan missiles may be re-established, perhaps in Seoul. I understand that some currency will be held, and used only for limited international trading.

"You understand, of course" He said to all raising issues of trade, "that the Choson People's Republic's Kurosite Progress preaches and delivers much self sufficiency, and that as such, international trade is to be equivalent to only a small part of the great gross national product of Dra-pol."

Hozaro did not delve far into matters of outside investment or subsidiaries. It was probable that the CPRD didn't really see the point in them. Dra-pol wasn't interested in making money, just in producing tangible results. Cash wouldn't be important on the domestic stage in a nation that'd long since withdrawn currency from standard circulation.

(As to the north, no, they don't. It was eventually decided that it made too little sense to suddenly cease having the PRC as my main northern neighbour, especially after the condition of the fight. The fact was that the People's Army was running rings around the attackers, and they didn't seem quite to understand the trouble they were sucked into. In fact, if the issue hadn't been cancelled and had remained part of history, countless thousands of anti-Drapoel forces would simply have ended up killed or captured and the border would have remained the same... assuming Hotan decided not to fight back and remove the aggressive regimes to his north. But like I say, mute point, PR China constitutes most of Dra-pol's northern border partner.)

South Hanguk would like to kindly mention to all nations taking part in the council of murderers at Seoul that ROK refugees are all our citizens, and would you please stop pushing them around and trading them to Dra-Pol as if they were your chess pieces.

All ROK citizens will be returned post-haste to the ROK, excepting those who want to stay in any country that fought Dra-Pol in the last war.

In addition, the Korea Fatherland Defense Act has ruled that any refugees who move to the occupied territores are defectors, and thereby traitors. NO koreans shall be given over to the Dra-Pol, ever.

OOC: uum, well, the ROK is getting pretty pissed at our war-time "allies" and Kilean diplomatic pressure is really the only thing stopping us from kicking the LRR and Heudecians out on their asses, loss of aid be damned. It was a huge slap in our face to attend the conference in the first place, but to talk about putting ROK citizens INTO dra-pol? Of opening trade ties with them? what the hell is going on here, folks? Kilean has a lot of sway in south hanguk (those teutonic pencil-pushers have general lee by the balls with their huge aid loan) but even they can't keep the huge surge of popular anger from influencing policy.

"Marimaia understands the desire for self-sufficiency, as we are currently pursuing it ourselves. Perhaps our two nations could discuss a trade; we are currently making progress in the development of synthetic resources and renewable energy, which we will happily share with Dra-pol in return for..well, the price is open for negotiation. Unless Kurosite doctrine forbids such a deal, of course."

A delegate of the Republic of Xiang Gang arrives in Seoul tomorrow. He has been a headline on many minor Korean newspapers after he, instead of saying "Seoul" used the chinese name "Hancheng". The delegate is the Deputy Secretary of Foreign Affairs Mr Chen Mingwen. He is being sent as he is fluent in Korean.

Press release from the Office of the President of the Republic of Xiang Gang:

"Dra-pol is a great nation, hosting a great conference, so a delegate of my government will attend. It is, however, in my view, supported by the "Directive on the Issue of Seoul under Dra-pol of the Legislative House of the Republic of Xiang Gang", a travesty that Dra-pol occupies Seoul. A multi-lateral approach to Korean unification is the only answer, not occupation.

"Given the nature of the Drapoel economy, 'normal' trade and investment would require huge policy adaptations and bureaucratic oversight... not an expedient method of achieving the goals of advancement and prosperity.

Thus, we would propose a method of economic interaction using different means, which was devised by the PRS Ministry of Commerce during our participation in the industrialization of Tagan. Foreign interests make arrangements with the Drapoel government, to build factories and train workers. The production of these factories then goes for export, minus a quantity of product or currency to compensate Dra-pol for use of its resources and labour. This continues until the value of the foreign expense for establishing the factory is recouped, and an additional amount is also gained.
Then, the factory's production allocation is turned over fully to Dra-pol (likely for domestic production). In this way, foreign interests can gain a benefit through investment, while Dra-pol can rapidly expand its industrial base."

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In response to the grumblings emanating from South Hanguk, the PRS Ministry of Diplomacy reminds them that the refugee matters discussed had never suggested the forcible transfer of refugees to Dra-pol, and has resolved with a simple voluntary invitation to return, with numerous other choices open to the refugees, including return to the remnants of the ROK should they see fit.
To demand that all refugees be returned to the ROK seems overly oppressive in comparison.

The Han Men Naturalizations and Deportation Acts have provided enough freedom for the people of both sides respectfully. They have a choice to go back to South hanguk Kilean, or what so ever. However, they also have a choice to go to Dra-Pol or become a citizen of Xiaguo.

South hanguk upon asking to return them only to your nation, does not reflect the freedom we require for them. Respectfully saying, I don't think they are traitors if they don't returned to your part of the "chessboard".

What if their ancestors are in Dra-Pol? What if their family who have been left or relatives left behind are in Dra-Pol or other nations, how can you expect them to only return to you?



We also want Dra-Pol to open up the borders for commerce. We want trains, we want highways, we want ships, we want trade and we want people to enter Dra-Pol. Believe me, if Dra-Pol wants to open up, it won't effect your government and it will even lift Dra-Pol up even more, and so will us.

"Hudecia is a might curious as to how Drapol is intending to 'open up' to foreign investment. We must admit, we believed that Drapol was naturally aversive to becoming dependent or strongly attached to another nation, as a means of maintaining its isolationism."

"The Xiannese and many others would be happy to see Drapol become a market based economy, however, this seems highly unlikely to occur. More likely is the kind of economy that Spyr envisions, where only particular foreign industries are allowed."

"Perhaps a recreation of the 'capitalist experiment city' is being dreamed of by the Drapol leadership?"

"Or perhaps Drapol is interested in simply having other nations sink millions of dollars into its damaged economy so it can easily prepare to attack the south again. I would recommend that any nation interested in trade with Drapol be reminded that they may be supporting the next invasion of the South."

Ambassador Taylor had been receiving the constant stream of threats from S. Hanghuk and was quite disturbed by the progressively agitated tone of them. Hopefully, the Foreign Minister would arrive in Gumi soon to help smooth things out.

Let us form an alliance.

The United Asian Assembly.
This will be an organization to which in case of war or such, we disscuss it and we may even reach out peace instead. Thus can be useful for us all. Xiaguo demands all nations to put effort in a cooperative Asia.

Thus far it has been established that the CPRD is willing to accept refugees back into the fold, so long as theygo through tight security to make sure they belong in the occupied lands. Also, the CPRD is willing to engage in very limited international trade through state-owned businesses using state-bank currency limited to a few billion dollars each year.


While the conference rolls on, UPA forces grow way past seventy million personnel and line the border with the south and the ring around Hamhung. Comrade Hotan continues to dodge the conference in favour of his domestic tours supporting the Kuro Revolution.

Hozaro continues to hear-out whatever issues the delegates wish to raise, and continues to see them off to comfortable quarters of a night.

"Another matter Dra-pol might consider would be the establishment of 'port cities' in key areas.... these might be useful both as bases for the larger components of the expanding Drapoel navy, and as destinations for international shipping which wishes to engage in trade, or which simply requires a stopover as part of a longer journey.

If these were established relatively close to Dra-pol's current concerns in the ROK and Hamhung, and were made more appealing for foreign shipping than those ports, then not only might Dra-pol benefit from increasing trade, but such trade might also be drawn away from the areas currently troubling Dra-pol, reducing their material wealth and access to certain important goods... creating conditions whereby voluntary reunification can be achieved."

"While we agree with the Spyran idea of 'port cities', we think it a bit strange to use the words 'Hamhung' and 'voluntary reunification' in the same breath. Why should Dra-pol have to wait until the Quinntonians decide that the place is no longer viable and leave? Allowing them to use up the city and then hand it back afterwards boggles the mind. It is Drapoel territory, let them unify it however they wish; if that means marching in and getting rid of squatters who shouldn't be there, so be it. We have no right to tell Dra-pol how to get their land back."

OOC:I would just want to know, does Dra-Pol produce it's own arms? Or do you buy a lot, I mean a lot as in 40% from other countries?


If trade can be an idea Dra-Pol is willing to do, let us have regulations and restrictions.

No Trades of any sort containing weapons including technology.

I think Dra-Pol can make enough weapons to feed their army, so let us export daily life necessities and food. Toys, computers, television sets, etc. Its all in the bag.

The growing number of UPA troops along the border was becoming an increasing irritant for the Hudecian government. Although you would hear none of it from Ambassador Taylor, the Foreign Minister in Gumi was promising to redeploy at least 100 000 Hudecian troops to the peninsula.

OOC: Dra-pol produces almost all of its own arms, as it hasn't the cash to import equipment enough to arm the better part of a hundred million fighting men and women. We imported only the top items... long range surface to air missile batteries from Beth Gellert and top of the line fighters from elsewhere in Asia, because the technology base is too narrow to develop them domestically. Of course we're hoping to be able to get more SAMs now, with the Igovian coup in BG.
I'll be back later to talk IC.

"I did not mean to imply that Drapoel unification policy should be directed by foreign interests... merely that economic measures might make the process, be it accomplished by voluntary measures or military action, less costly and difficult, allowing the People's efforts to be focussed on additional advancements."

In some ways Taylor was quite amused by the entire conference. A bunch of diplomats gathered together discussing events which would not likely occur, because the host had no intention of following through on any promises.

Taylor was of the firm belief that no matter what agreements came out of this conference they'd be as worthless as Munich. Drapol had no intention of settling matters 'peacefully'. But by being at the conference perhaps he could gain some valuable information.

In some ways Taylor was quite amused by the entire conference. A bunch of diplomats gathered together discussing events which would not likely occur, because the host had no intention of following through on any promises.

Taylor was of the firm belief that no matter what agreements came out of this conference they'd be as worthless as Munich. Drapol had no intention of settling matters 'peacefully'. But by being at the conference perhaps he could gain some valuable information.

The under-the-table comments by Heudecia and it's promise to place 100,000 men in South Hanguk have gone a long way twards calming public outrage in the south.

In Gumi, the meetings have taken a much lower profile than expected- mostly beacuse the talks have sort have turned into a bunch of allied generals and economists talking to each other about rebuilding the south. Exciting? No. Useful? Very much so.


The ROKA and ROKAF rebuilding is proceeding as planned. Already 500,000 soldiers stand ready in some 20 divisions along the new border. They will be a fraction of the total stregnth of the army once it is rebuilt. Already the first weapons orders are coming in- after back-channel negotiations, Kilean is transferring six freethinkers-built diesel submarines and some 60 Falkon (kilean-built israeli lavi's) jets, in addition to the over 150 Jaguars so far sent to the depeleted ROKAF.

In Gumi, the announcement is made that trails are being held for a new ROK air-superiority fighter. It's assumed that Kilean will enter the Raven, and Heudecia the Arrow II, but all comers are welcome

(OOC: TG me- also, new reconstruction thread coming soon so I won't clutter dra-pol's thing)

"The People's Republic is quite open to trade." Said Hozaro to the Marmimaian. "New fuels are always likely to be of interest, especially. There is nothing within Kurosite thought that advises against interaction with the outside. Caution is one thing, igorance quite another, and it has cost out detractors much to show little of the former and hold much of the latter. Dra-pol will not be the same."

The idea that things like televisions and personal computers might be considered essential to daily life, meanwhile, caused some amusement and a little pity to be felt by the Drapoel for their soft, consumer-driven opposites. Hozaro had to softly smile and check himself under the temptation to explain how soon such a directionless system as was to feed off these things should be doomed to collapse.

The General insisted that Dra-pol was quite able to acquire arms enough for its own defence, and was not worried by the unwillingness of others to supply them. Most of what might be needed was built in Dra-pol, and what few specifics remained could be covered, he was sure, as he said with a half glance to the big Beth Gellen.

Comrade General Hozaro had been informed of the continued withdrawl of Quinntonians and defectors from Hamhung to the far-flung islands of Quinntonian Dra-pol, and as such he was content to mention in passing that, "the Hamhung matter is, apparently, in hand, with promising sounds being made by the Crusader attackers of the Choson People, though it is apparent that Dra-pol alone is interested in pressing for resolution, and force alone is responded to by the Christians."

During periods of quiet, those with hearing sharp enough might just make out the continued report of the RedZero orbiter, picked up by the set recently withdrawn to the edge of the hall.

Formal Declaration to all conference members.

Xiaguo has just taken control over Donguk. Xiaguo now controls Northern Hebei Province, and Nei Mongolia.
*Nationalistic trumpet and drum beats go off on the background.*

Xiaguo also signs another bill guranteeing the Royal Government more power and control over international affairs and the blance in trade and economics. Kim Ji Song, Emperor will now be able to represent Xiaguo in Foreign Affairs and sign documents on behalf of Xiaguo and people. Only, except for alliance treaties and war declarations he cannot make.

On behalf of the Xiannese People's Constitutional Republic, we hereby announce Xiaguo's tariff on alcoholic, tobacco, and any unhealthy products which are now listed in the Xiannese Agriculture Ministry.







Note:A National Wedding will take place in Taiping, Xiaguo. Yeh Zhao feng, President of China and Minister of Foreign Affairs will marry Duong Yi Lin, the sister of the Xiannese Emperor, Kim Ji Song. All are welcome to the wedding and a new thread will be up..so expect the delegation to be short on talk.

Prince Nambaryn, enjoyed the conference.
He enjoyed watching his neighbors, at least, pretend to get along.
However the moment of temporary joy had reached an end.
He walked over to the man named Taylor, and sat near him.
His stout frame never even brushed Taylor as Nambaryn moved a chair to place himself to the front of Taylor.
He spoke quietly, but with a purpose.
"Dear Mr.Taylor, I have a matter to discuss with you" Nambaryn grinned and poped another piece of fish in his mouth.
He applauded at the Xiaguo announcement.
"A matter of bedou."
Prince Nambaryn stood up and looked around, as if he were searching for more fish or perhaps drink.

Taylor was a little shocked by his new conversation partner, but stood up and greeted him cordially.

"Prince Nambaryn, what exactly do you wish to discuss concerning Bedou?"

"Mr. Taylor, as I am sure your government is learning, the Bedou have a great many non-Islamic, non-Arab, non-Asian allies.
We Mr.Taylor are Bedou's only allies in the region. Now when I use the term I refer quite literally to the Ancient Order of Hibernian Alliance.
We are agreed to aid the Bedou, now this colony of Bedou is somewhat of a concern for us. We dislike war, we will however fulfill our obligation. Which is why would like to see a more diplomatic solution to the current situation in Tajikistan, Kyrgystan and your stand-off with the Sino.
The Bedou are trusting me, to act as their representative here at this conference.
The Daylam government in good faith with the Bedou placed them in Tajikistan, Kyrgystan, and Kazakstan.
The Bedou have as you know already arranged for Kazakstan to be primarily out of their hands and with the Granzi.
The local populace of these areas are traditionally Nomadic and had a sedientary life style forced upon their ancestors.
The union of modern and Nomadic life styles the Bedou have shown the nationals in thee regions has created a resurgence of ethnic pride in these people who have been shown they can live as their ancestors had intended.
Being that most of the Temu populace is descended from Mongols, we can...relate.
This common bond of Nomadic blood and the wide diversity of the Bedou tribes as far as ethnicity and religion is represented has made the Bedou here, much like the Bedou in the Mid-east, folk heros.
What to Bedou wold like is to arrange political pressure to force Sino to accept the freedom of the Bedou and the indigenous peolples of the region.
The Sultan Mohammed has given me authority to engage the Bedou word of honor on mandate for the betterment of Asian people such as has been suggested.
The Bedou are unconcerned about the politics of a region as long as those politics do not interfere with the Bedou way of life.
The Tajikis and the Kyrgs now share this ideal.
There region is ripe for peace Mr.Taylor, this people see a quick way to settle their area the way thy want at little cost but much effort, they want peace.
However as many are all too aware they think of war in terms of generations, if they dont win their grandsons will. The Temujinn government would like the aid of the Hudecian government in forming a unified Asian coalition to enforce the right of the people of these lands to autonomy.
A war, would be be bruttle, and since the Bedou operate from the with-in the borders of other nations it would be...difficult to sway them.
The Bedou tribe, is an ideal, you might even find Hudecians choosing to call themselves Bedou, it is an amazing transformation.
Srvice to the state in return for the freedom to be left alone, loyalty for nothing.
We the Temujinn are prepared to do whatever is needed to see this end peacably, however we are on the highest military alert and can strike from our nation into the heart of many surrounding areas in minutes not hours with the full brunt of our military.
Help us Mr.Taylor.

"The People's Republic is quite open to trade." Said Hozaro to the Marmimaian. "New fuels are always likely to be of interest, especially. There is nothing within Kurosite thought that advises against interaction with the outside. Caution is one thing, igorance quite another, and it has cost out detractors much to show little of the former and hold much of the latter. Dra-pol will not be the same."

The idea that things like televisions and personal computers might be considered essential to daily life, meanwhile, caused some amusement and a little pity to be felt by the Drapoel for their soft, consumer-driven opposites. Hozaro had to softly smile and check himself under the temptation to explain how soon such a directionless system as was to feed off these things should be doomed to collapse.

The General insisted that Dra-pol was quite able to acquire arms enough for its own defence, and was not worried by the unwillingness of others to supply them. Most of what might be needed was built in Dra-pol, and what few specifics remained could be covered, he was sure, as he said with a half glance to the big Beth Gellen.

Comrade General Hozaro had been informed of the continued withdrawl of Quinntonians and defectors from Hamhung to the far-flung islands of Quinntonian Dra-pol, and as such he was content to mention in passing that, "the Hamhung matter is, apparently, in hand, with promising sounds being made by the Crusader attackers of the Choson People, though it is apparent that Dra-pol alone is interested in pressing for resolution, and force alone is responded to by the Christians."

During periods of quiet, those with hearing sharp enough might just make out the continued report of the RedZero orbiter, picked up by the set recently withdrawn to the edge of the hall.

"Perhaps," says Robinson, "we could open up greater trade with your country in return for a reduction in your active military strength."

"The People's Republic is quite open to trade." Said Hozaro to the Marmimaian. "New fuels are always likely to be of interest, especially. There is nothing within Kurosite thought that advises against interaction with the outside. Caution is one thing, igorance quite another, and it has cost out detractors much to show little of the former and hold much of the latter. Dra-pol will not be the same."

Wang nodded appreciatively to Hozaro. "I'm certain that an arrangement could be made easily."

He looked around, noticing that the other delegates were all chatting together, so he began scribbling notes in his ever-present pad (like all Marimaian diplomats, Wang takes personal notes of every meeting he attends). Unfortunately he hadn't had an opportunity to discuss the issues that Premier Suun had asked him to raise with Dra-pol, but he figured that patience was a virtue in that respect.

It took a moment for Taylor to digest all that the Prince had told him. For a second he paused uncertain how to respond since this was not the reason he came here. However, he quickly regained his composure.

"The Hudecian people have a strong vested interest in seeing that the Xinjiang... incidents be resolved in a diplomatic method. As for the Bedou, their rights to the territory are undisputed by Hudecia. Hudecia has no territorial designs on the region, never has, never will."

Efforts were made to ensure that all attending delegates had eaten and taken of drink, and it was shortly offered that the hour was late. Gone eleven, local time, in fact. The Drapoel were early to rise, and already it was too late to expect a full eight hours of sleep.

"Gentlemen, ladies" Hozaro spoke, "we have available comfortable rooms, both communal and private, and transit to the underground rail for any who might wish to leave tonight."

The Drapoel were accustomed to sleeping in large dormitories or other communal spaces, and so these were offered along with private quarters. Recognising the importance of their guests in their own states, it was made easy enough for them to depart tonight, but the conference was to continue shortly following dawn should even a single party choose to remain.

(OOC: This is mainly to enable private interactions between Drapoel and other parties, but may also give people a chance to leave without offending, or to snoop and be snooped on during the night. Anyone in the middle of something can have their characters try to meet up in the dorms or rooms, or else continue again in the morning.)

Robinson is helped to his feet by a young LRRN Sub-Lieutenant, wearing the navy blue uniform and white peaked cap of an LRRN officer. Anyone familiar with LRRMFs insignia would quickly identify the man as a member of the LRRN high-seas flotilla, with the gold anchor instead of the speeding boat, osprey, or crossed tridents of the other LRRN branches.

Robinson walks over to General Hozaro. With his two prosthetic legs, his gait is unusual, and Hozaro would probably be able to see that.

"General Hozaro, my Name is George Robinson."

wrong thread again. damnit.

Wang rolled his eyes as George Robinson beat him to Hozaro.

Patience, Juyi. Your time will come.

He gestured to his aide, who dutifully stepped forward and received instructions for later.

Taylor got up and quickly moved towards Park and the E. Islandian delegation.

"Perhaps we could settle the steel agreement here. We are most anxious to reach an agreement on this issue."

Prince Nambaryn watched as Mr. Taylor stood.
Just as he started away Prince Nambaryn said:
"We will stand by Hudecia, if Hudecia will stand by Bedou."
The Prince turned his attention to what liquid libations the Dra-pol had for the delegates delights.

Farewell, The Chinese delegation will stay for a bit longer throughout, but the Xiannese delegation will have to leave for the state marriage and for some special reasons.

"Mr.Robinsion." Said Hozaro, rising to salute the uniformed man- the Drapoel had not bowed since the communist revolution of the 1930s, as Sulo, the First Director, told them that no man should bow to another, nor expect an outsider to return the humble favour. In truth, hundreds were sent to disciplinary camps for being unable to shake the centuries old habit.

"Something troubles you?"

(I'd go on, but I'm increasingly ...drunk. The persistant libations offered by the Drapoel, by the way, are native takes on sake and soju. If they're good, it is by chance. One would expect that the likes of the Beth Gellen guest are used to far better- most Drapoel can not drink because they need the rice and yams they'd use to make booze simply to give them something to eat. I, on the other hand, have still a litre of vodka, and ale to go!)

"Mr.Robinsion." Said Hozaro, rising to salute the uniformed man- the Drapoel had not bowed since the communist revolution of the 1930s, as Sulo, the First Director, told them that no man should bow to another, nor expect an outsider to return the humble favour. In truth, hundreds were sent to disciplinary camps for being unable to shake the centuries old habit.

"Something troubles you?"

(I'd go on, but I'm increasingly ...drunk. The persistant libations offered by the Drapoel, by the way, are native takes on sake and soju. If they're good, it is by chance. One would expect that the likes of the Beth Gellen guest are used to far better- most Drapoel can not drink because they need the rice and yams they'd use to make booze simply to give them something to eat. I, on the other hand, have still a litre of vodka, and ale to go!)

"Oh, no, no, well...not right now anyway. Its a pleasure to finally meet you face to face, general. I have heard that you were injured in the recent conflict here on the Korean penninsula. If I may, how did you get wounded? I was actually here in 1951 as part of the royal marines, but I got my legs blown off in 1966 by a chinese MiG-21, on a Komar missile boat."

Robinson hopes that he isn't making a fool of himself by discussing personal experiences, but he thinks it might help break the ice, per se.

General Hozaro smiled politely for a time, listening, while he considered that the Chinese only flew their first J-7 (MiG-21) in 1966, and that neither of the versions created that year saw any serious production after the Sino-Soviet falling-out of the late 50s and early 60s.

"I was injured..." he started "...when the attackers launched nuclear weapons against my conventionally armed Assault Division, some way north of Andong, before we could launch our major counter attack down the east coast. I dare say that my scars, and the irradiation of several hundred thousand of my comrades saved your country the loss of many young men."

OOC: thread for gumi conference

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=6690462#post6690462

all allied nations (and anybody, really) are invited to attend.

General Hozaro smiled politely for a time, listening, while he considered that the Chinese only flew their first J-7 (MiG-21) in 1966, and that neither of the versions created that year saw any serious production after the Sino-Soviet falling-out of the late 50s and early 60s.

"I was injured..." he started "...when the attackers launched nuclear weapons against my conventionally armed Assault Division, some way north of Andong, before we could launch our major counter attack down the east coast. I dare say that my scars, and the irradiation of several hundred thousand of my comrades saved your country the loss of many young men."

OCC: Well, its not like Robinson knows that. He...um...meant...the MiG-17? *Runs away*

IC: "However many might have died in the counterattack, several times that number died in the nuclear and chemical exchange, not to mention the countless civilians and noncombat personnel. Close to the entire army medical unit in Korea perished in the nuclear strike against Ulsan. Nuclear warfare is an unacceptable and blatently criminal practice by the standards of my nation. However, the Kilean first strike was actually conventional. It's understandable, however, that you didn't know this. But..ah...what was I...oh yes. My government is prepared to send in shipments of food aid if your government can agree to not try a military reunification. Food aid can be sent in anyway, but it would really mean something to my government and the world if your government would do this."

(Just a note to say that Student Of The Kuro Revolution has finally been printed in Beth Gellert (in English and probably Welsh) and in China. I don't think that it contains anything wildly unexpected, but here you go:

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=6711081#post6711081 )

Ambassador Hua Mu Lan strode briskly across the huge square closely followed by a young aide. She looked quizzically at the potrait of Hotan and cast a wary eye on the militant antics of the youth corps who nearly filled the enormous space. The setting sun which glinted off the metallic parts of their weaponry and which cast long, dark shadows across the pavement gave the scene an ominous feeling. Turning slightly and looking up at her aide she raised an eyebrow in inquiry. The aide, who knew her well, smiled weakly and began to sign the comments being broadcast by loudspeaker. Her mouth twitched almost imperceptably but otherwise, the ambassador showed no reaction. She had schooled herself over the years and her sole public face was one of calm neutrality and a keen interest in the ongoing events.

Proceeding up the wide steps and through the heavily guarded entryway, the ambassador had time for a brief overview of the room and its few occupants in the instant before her presence was noted. Momentarily, she wondered why Regent had wanted to have representation at this meeting for her quick glance around the great hall had revealed that the attendants were representatives of nations which were not from the region. Then she recalled his parting instructions.

"I realize, Ambassador, that Dra-pol's method of governance and its societal philosophies are alien to ours. However, they have shown themselves to be a force that must be reckoned with. Offer them limited food, medical and reconstruction aid. Make it clear that we intend to offer the same to the ROK to maintain our position of strict neutrality in this conflict. Depending on the existant conditions there may be a possibility of future investment or of technical assistance should they wish to start a manufacturing or modern agricultural programs. Assure them that we have no hostile intentions." He gazed out the window at the vast expanse of ocean below and then turned back to face her directly. He continued, "Besides, I have noticed a creativity which borders on genius in the Drapoean leadership which gives me hope that perhaps, with time we can steer them into being a more democratic and open society. It would be better for us, for them, and for the stability of the region. Poverty and ignorance only foster hostility."

Some of the occupants have noted her entrance and are turning toward her. Recognizing Hozaro from photographs she hurries toward him. She begins to bow automatically but catches herself just in time as she remembers that the gesture has been outlawed in the country. She snaps a salute. Then she signs, her fingers moving so rapidly they are nearly a blur. The aide speaks nearly simultaneously in a low, clear voice, "Good evening, General Hozaro. We represent the Borderlands of Blab. I am Ambassador Hua Mu Lan and this is Diplomat Kimo Kalaukoa. We apologize profusely for the lateness of our arrival but as you know, from your phone conversation with President Look, that there was an crisis in the North Pacific and North Pacific that required immediate attention. It was thought unwise to send a lower echelon member of our diplomatic corps given the importance of this meeting. I offer my most sincerel apologies. President Look sends you greetings and good wishes and hopes that the conference is proceeding as you wish. We appreciate the invitation and are looking forward to participating in the remaining events." It begins to dawn on those around the small, elderly woman dressed in a navy pinstriped suit, that the ambassador is a deaf-mute.

She turns her head slightly and nods to Mr. Robinson who is looking at her with some reserve. Her hands continue their peculiar dance. The aide speaks, "Good evening, Mr. Robinson. I apologize for interrupting your conversation with the General. I see representatives from Temujinn, Maramaia and Xiaoguo are here. I will converse with them while you go on with your business here. Gentlemen, if you'll excuse me?"

Juyi Wang gave his aides a smirk before leaning to whisper.

"Look out, it's yet another democratic crusader. Why is it that all those who have 'freedom' need to force it on everybody else? It's not like their governments are the most capable."

One of the aides noticed that Hua Mu Lan was looking in their direction and alerted Wang.

"Smile."

The entire Marimaian delegation turned and beamed at the ambassador, with Wang adding a slight nod of the head before waving.

"Diplomat Kalaukoa! Please, bring the ambassador this way so that we may converse."

OOC
Wow the korean war is so sad.

Everyone go watch the Korean Movie "Joint Security Area." its mad good.

The two Blabans walk over to the Maramaian delegation. The ambassador quickly reviews what this whispered exchange could mean. Not many outside of her immediate circle realize that she is an expert on reading lips so that she is privy to conversations inaudible to most as long as she is in visual proximity. She reviews what she knows of Maramaia: resident of a small region with an inactive regional comminique, frightening economy with an oppressive taxation rate (no wonder that they feel kinship with Dra-pol), interested in genetic manipulation. As they reach the group both the Ambassador and the aide smile and salute. They position themselves so that they are facing Robinson and Hozaro. The Ambassador decides to play to the well known Maramaian sense of self importance and signs as the aide translates, "Good Evening Deputy Minister Wang. I am Hua Mu Lan and this is Kimo Kaulaukoa of the Borderlands of Blab. What a pleasure to meet you after all this time. How is Premier Sunn? Incidentally, I have been admiring your nation's flag. It is truly a superior design."

OOC: Don't get me started on the RL Korean War... it was a mess no question about it. Recently, in my country, they actually admitted that our troops opened fire on Korean refugee columns on a regular basis.

IC:

Mr. Taylor decides to turn in for the night. He wished to discuss a trade agreement with the E. Islandians but perhaps it would be better if he waited until later.

General Hozaro was fairly quiet through most of what he considered fairly trite conversation, and managed to exchange a subtle glance with Marimaian delegation, who he rather felt looked as if they might have something in them worth hearing. He maintained a firm posture and, for the most part, a polite if rather slight smile.

The hall rumbled softly for a few minutes as elements of the 7th Air Assault Group passed on their way to Suwon, before the quiet of night fell upon the city without. The late arrivals from Blab were offered the same alcoholic beverages as had been seen earlier, and Hozaro returned the offered salute and a few amiable words.

Xiaguo wishes to sign an Alliance treaty with the 5 civilised nations. This alliance is to target the friendly unity into uniting China. One term favoring 5CN is to have Shanghai under direct control by 5CN. This alliance is to counter the Taiwanese-Sinoese Friendship alliance signed earlier.

A similiar one is asked of the Hudecians. This Tri-Pack Treaty is to united China under democratic government idealogies. China in control by the Sinoese can be oppresive and XIaguo wished unity under hte Xiannese government.

High Regent, Yeh Zhao Feng will arrive in Hudecia for further talks.


OOC: "Hudecia, do you wish to make a thread or have myself make it? Up to you."

OOC: Xiaguo I created the thread. go to http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=346167 .. does 5 CN know about your plans?

"Thank you, Madame Ambassador. Premier Suun is, as always, well and prosperous. May I just say how refreshing it is to hear that you appreciate our flag; there are those who see it as a symbol of oppression, but that sort of person is quite obviously misguided. Only those with a more refined aesthetic sense see it for it truly is. May I also say how truly refreshing it is to see a democracy truly applying equality to itself; I know of very few governments who would send a person such as yourself to an important gathering such as this. I have no doubt that there are governments who would send a bumbling halfwit male rather than a wise woman."

Wang noticed Hozaro's eye contact and gave a barely noticeable nod in response. He continued beaming insincerely at the Blaban ambassador.

"I realise that our nations have had very little contact in the past, but tomorrow is, as they say, another day. I am certain that our nations could come to some sort of amicable relationship which is beneficial to both parties, and it would be a great shame to allow such an opportunity to slip through our fingers."

Wang continued to talk grandly about the wonderful relationship which Marimaia and Blab could share, until an aide cleared his throat and gestured to his watch. Wang nodded and smiled back at Hua Mu Lan.

"I'm afraid I must love you and leave you, Madame Ambassador. I am not present at diplomatic conferences that often, and I would like the chance to mingle with the other delegates, as I am sure you are eager to do as well."

Hua and Kalaukoa reached for the glasses on the salver presented by one of the many Drapoelian minions circulating in the grand hall. Hua nods and smiles while Kalaukoa offers their thanks in flawless Drapoelian. The Ambassador sips and feels the liquid burning a fiery trail down her throat. She would like nothing better than to toss the entire contents of the glass down, bad as it is, but gives the appearance of total attention to Wang's monologue instead, while keeping a close watch on Hozotan and Robinson's conversation. Nothing of significance is being discussed so she allows herself to relax and her mind to wander considering what she had observed since her plane had landed at the airport. Child soldiers, regulars in sandals, and no one of them particularly well nourished, outdated weaponry. How had Dra-pol managed it's military conquests?

She notes with relief that Hozaro is trying to catch Wang's attention. Wang winds down his unctuous monologue and she signs politely, "We've enjoyed making your acquaintance and look forward to further exchanges with your nation. Perhaps some kind of trade or service agreements could occur between the appropriate parties of our two nations in the future. We're know for our IT sector."

As Wang, and the Maramaian delegation turn away she swallows the rest of the contents of the glass. She reaches for another drink and positions herself so while she ostensiably appears to be admiring some of the potraits and decorations in the grand hall she actually has an unobstructed view of Wang and Hozaro.

Wang casually walked over to Hozaro and Robinson, wearing a large smile as he joined their conversation.

"General Hozaro, Mr. Robinson; I do hope I'm not intruding on anything private. It's just that I would love to see more of this magnificent building and learn about the story of it. It's a Marimaian thing, we like hearing stories. General, since you've been such a gracious host up to now, I was wondering if I could prevail upon you to give me a little tour. Premier Suun would be most disappointed if we returned home without some little anecdote."

Wang casually walked over to Hozaro and Robinson, wearing a large smile as he joined their conversation.

"General Hozaro, Mr. Robinson; I do hope I'm not intruding on anything private. It's just that I would love to see more of this magnificent building and learn about the story of it. It's a Marimaian thing, we like hearing stories. General, since you've been such a gracious host up to now, I was wondering if I could prevail upon you to give me a little tour. Premier Suun would be most disappointed if we returned home without some little anecdote."

Realizing that he had been rambling about his Korean War experiences of the 1950's for a good fifteen minutes, he decides that terminating the conversation is not a bad idea.

"No, not at all. General Hozaro, if you would excuse me, I need to use the telephone."

Realizing that he had been rambling about his Korean War experiences of the 1950's for a good fifteen minutes, he decides that terminating the conversation is not a bad idea.

"No, not at all. General Hozaro, if you would excuse me, I need to use the telephone."

Wang maintained his smile until Robinson was out of range, then turned to Hozaro.

"General, I have a matter to discuss which may prove of interest to you. Rather than discuss it here, is there somewhere a little more private where we could talk without being disturbed?"

"Of course." Said the General, having nodded to those departing. Glancing about to make sure of the continued presence of several Sub Lieutenants able to attend to remaining parties, Hozara walked with Wang, taking him from the main hall into the rather more Spartan bowels of the structure. There hadn't been time to fully decorate the interior of the hurridly raised building, and in some sections the brickwork and timbers remained exposed. Hozaro explained an apparent Drapoel favour for function over form, which he said would probably persist until the completion of the great and ongoing struggles through Kurosite Progress. They were bound for a reasonably comfortable office, which would take a minute or two to reach.

Wang listened intently to Hozaro as they walked, eager to learn anything new about Drapoel ways.

"It would appear that our two nations have a lot in common, General. While Kurosite doctrine and NeoSuunist doctrine may differ on certain issues, the two really aren't that different from each other."

As they arrived at their destination, Wang extended his arm. "After you, please."

(OOC: hope Dra-pol doesn't mind me going ahead a bit)

After the two settled in the office, Wang began the speech he'd had in mind ever since he arrived.

"General Hozaro, you and I come from kindred nations. Both Dra-pol and Marimaia are seen as corrupt dictatorships, when we both know that nothing could be further from the truth. Our regimes believe in guiding the masses; sometimes the mass populace will choose a course of action which is incorrect, so the task of the regime is to show them the correct path. Although Marimaia has not suffered as much hardship as Dra-pol at the hands of others, we still know how it feels to be left to suffer. When the bungling of our democratic government brought famine and drought, no-one assisted us; we had to overthrow that democracy and rebuild the nation on our own."

"The hardships that our nations have suffered make us what we Marimaians call 'superior nations'. Where other nations would have dissolved, we stood firm. Our cultures, our very populations are superior to others because they have suffered and emerged stronger for it. Both nations have also suffered the loss of integral territory; Marimaia lost territory to ungrateful minorities who rose up and joined other nations, while Dra-pol has not only lost Hamhung to invaders but was actively prevented from unifying her rightful lands by a coalition of foreign powers. Many of those powers attended this conference to show how they now see Dra-pol as vaguely acceptable, while at the same time maintaining troops on rightful Drapoel land. I say that such action is hypocrisy typical of inferior nations. Premier Suun has long admired the Drapoel spirit and tenacity, which is why I am here; His Excellency believes that superior nations should assist each other against the numerous inferiors, so Marimaia wishes to assist Dra-pol."

Wang grinned broadly at Hozaro. "Technology, economic assistance, diplomatic assistance; if your nation requires it, we shall provide it. We are willing to share several examples of military hardware with Dra-pol, hardware which we have always kept to ourselves. As we have already discussed, we shall share our research on synthetic resources and renewable fuels; we can also share our experience in improving economies. If you do not wish to have direct contact with other nations, we can show you our filtering methods to ensure that the only contacts you have to answer are important ones. We would also engage in intelligence-sharing; if we happened to learn of a threat to Dra-pol, we would inform you straight away. We would also offer our assistance in bringing about unification of rightful Drapoel territory."

"We have very few requests in return. Your support in our unification efforts, the reporting of any possible threat to Marimaia, and maybe a few armament or reconstruction contracts for our indigenous producers. If you do accept our offer, it is your choice whether you want anything officially announced about it or not. We personally do not care if other nations shun us for our discussions with you; Marimaia speaks to anyone we wish."

Wang sat back. "We realise that you will need time to inform your government of our offer and for them to reach a decision; the Marimaian government will await your response. We also understand that Dra-pol doesn't really like outsiders, but we hope that this will be the start of a productive and prosperous relationship between our peoples."

Hozaro maintained a calm, even air throughout Wangs speaking, paying close attention. The little office was not exceptionally classy, but it was tidy and displayed a small assortment of portraits, photographs, and posters.

Here a painted poster depicting a young girl in a dramatic pose, urging recruits of the Kuro Student Defence League and the Working Womens' Home Brigade to stand firm and give quickly and bravely to the revolution and to the Republic. She was Yasuki Jing, the inspiration for a medal given to women and children who serve the revolution in some exceptional degree, and the first Drapoel to die resisting the Crusader invasion that took Hamhung, her home district. There a black and white photograph depicting Kurosian I at the head of his troops marching out of Kanggye to vanquish the short-lived Suloist regime of Kurosian II and halt the Christians 50km from the coast.

"Indeed." Said Hozaro. "One strong man may fight-off any mad dog, but when the salivating pack surrounds him it is well to have another at his back."

The General glanced idly across his near-by desk as Wang spoke of what the nations could do for one another. His short sword lay sheathed behind what appeared to be a name plate, but in fact recited some Kurosite doctrine in Drapoel's complex characters.

When Wang mentioned it, Hozaro made some attempt to express the value of foreign intelligence to isolated Dra-pol. The Republic wasn't willing to take on the expense and hassle of initiating a global chain of diplomatic contacts. The General was able to admit to Wang Dra-pol's limited expansion into foreign political and military affairs, indicating that it was possible that the Republic would directly back Marimaian enterprises in some -possibly low-level covert- degree. The Republic was always keen to apply less direct pressure, as well. Hotan had seen promise to diplomatic wrangling when holding hostage entire cities during the War For Korean Unification, and knew that Dra-pol now carried weight in some limited areas. He said also that, while it was traditionally unlikely that Dra-pol would learn of threats to Marimaia before that nation did, the limited and strictly directed expansion of its human intelligence network abroad and the orbiting of satellites would make Marimaian security an on-going secondary brief.

(The unusual mix of naming standards in Dra-pol, with some comrades named such as the engineer Taka Oamarii-Il, while others like Yasuki Jing appear to have more western conventions... as with everything Drapoel this is little understood, especially given the purported purity of the Drapoel race, but it may be noted that an increasing number of public figures have just a single part to their given name, and place it before the family name, and that before the Two Billion Struggle, the ratio of this sort of name was high in the Banat, while the Korean style was prominent in the Red Bamboo.)

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=347815&page=4

This directly concerns you, Dra-pol. Robinson essentially spilled everything to you accidentally.

Oh well. I don't think Hudecia and East Islandia will be very happy, though.

"I'm glad to hear that you appreciate our offer. When I spoke of Dra-pol supporting Marimaian actions, I had more covert actions in mind; our nations are not exactly close geographically, and transferring troops would be noticed by other nations."

Wang gave a brotherly smile to Hozaro. "Premier Suun would also like to invite a representative from Dra-pol to attend our National Liberation Day celebrations; you have been generous enough to host us, we would like to return the favour. It would also allow any discussion of specific issues which our two nations can assist each other on."

Wang gave a brotherly smile to Hozaro. "Premier Suun would also like to invite a representative from Dra-pol to attend our National Liberation Day celebrations; you have been generous enough to host us, we would like to return the favour. It would also allow any discussion of specific issues which our two nations can assist each other on."


OOC
ugh...amazing. I guess the secret was gonna be spilled sooner or later.

Well, lets hope the two of them dont get too close....

And lets hope there wont be a third korean war.
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"Fighting a war with one former ally was bad enough. I hope circumstances will not call for another ally to betray us..."

-Premier Chai Jun

"I am quite sure" Said Hozaro, "that the Republic shall be glad to send officials to said celebrations."

(Ugh, sorry, wanted to go on, but my head is killing me, and I can't seem to fix on to ...new chains of thought, or something. I need easy-going, tonight.)