Pheanix and Branadian Peace talks
The Valiant cruised into port, allowing the Branadian representative, Commander Maeyrin to head to the appointed meeting place, sitting down she sat her case next to the table and handed off her service pistol to the guard. She then crossed her legs and waited.
A giant 747 plane was on its way toward the meeting place, the Pheanixian representative was onboard re-reading some papers to kill time. The jet was unarmed as it was one of the Parliamentary Official Transport planes, used mostly by high rank government officials. It does have all the latest communication and aviation technologies. Its official designation is the “Commonwealth Three”, the first two being reserved for the Prime Minister and his Cabinet Members; one could say the Pheanixian Government had too many luxuries for its officials.
As the Commonwealth Three 747 approach the nation hosting the negotiation its pilot ask for clearance to land, “This is Captain Mitchell, requesting permission to land, over”. The big bird began its descent while awaiting its clearance to land. “Well Ambasador, seems that a bloody war will be averted” one of his aids said as they prepare to land, “don’t count victory yet Ruben, lets see what this Branadian dogs want of us first”.
The commander sat, looking bored, she was waiting patiently as the plane passed overhead, she checked her watch,
she shuffled her list of demands from the goverment, this would doubtlessly be the toughest negotiations she had ever done
Commonwealth 3 landed without a hitch on Runway 3 of the International Airport nearby. As the 747 taxi out of the runway the Ambassador and his two aids gather their things, while the security detail task with guarding the Ambassador made some final checks to make sure everything was in order. The ambassadorial security detail consisted of ten men trained to be equally as effective as Delta Force personnel, the official security of the high brass of the government.
The men quickly inspected the limo awaiting the Ambassador outside before letting him board it, after making sure it was cleaned they drove to the designated place the meeting was taking place. “Ambassador Gonzalez, is everything ready?” one of his aids asked as they drove to the meeting place, “Yeah, at least on our end. Lets hope their intelligent enough to avoid another bloody war”. Ten minutes later the motorcade arrived at the place, the security detail quickly assuming their places to guard the Ambassador. “Not this time James, order your men to stay here. They might scare the Branadians into thinking we want war with them or something”. “As you wish Ambassador” James responded while relaying the orders to his men.
Only Ambassador James and two of his aids entered the room where the Branadian Commander was awaiting them. “Greetings from the Commonwealth” Ambassador Gonzalez said opening the conversation with his Branadian counterpart.