NationStates Jolt Archive

Alidorn Embassy
Karullia

Ambassador Neil Whittier read the classified reports of the troubles in his homeland and the recently transmitted communications between the Alidorn government and the Karullian Defence Minister Mr Sokai Otetsu, his task now was to secure the humanitarian and military aid offered by the Karullian government.

Ambassador Whittier pressed the intercom button on his phone stand “Stacey I want you to contact the Karullian Minister Sokai Otetsu and arrange a meeting today if possible, and could you have captain Wilson come to my office, thank you”

The Ambassadors secretary telephoned the security section of the embassy and informed the captain he was want immediately; she then telephoned the office of Minister Otetsu to arrange a meeting.

The Captain of the Diplomatic Protection Unit made his way to the Ambassadors office he flirted with Stacey Bridgman, the Ambassadors secretary, before seeing the Ambassador.

Captain Willard “Sir you wanted to see?”

Ambassador Whittier “Yes Captain, I will meeting with a member of the Karullian government sometime today and need you to arrange for my security and transportation”

Captain Willard “Three transports sir”

Ambassador Whittier “That should suffice Captain, Thank you, you may leave now”

Captain Willard “Thank you sir”

Sokai walked up and down in his office. The KND Lady Of The Mists was all ready, packed with humanitarian aid and 250 Karullian pathfinders, all Alidor-trained. He had read up ion the situation- some kind of viral epidemic outbreak had triggered episodes of mass psychosis and violence in those infected.

Foreign minister Sapphire Swiftblade looked up at him "Sokai, calm down. We'll be able to agree something. Ambassador Whittier is, by all accounts, a very amicable gentleman."

Sokai grunted. He hated negotiations. And they always provided those horrible cheap danish pastries for the refreshments, which always made him sick. Sokai waited for the Ambassador, as Sapphire turned back to the game of chess she was engaged in with her brother Rimm, the High Marshal of the Karullian Militia Forces.

The Ambassador was due soon, and after the talks the Lady Of The Mists would be steaming her way toward Karullia's allies. This Sokai was sure of.

Alidorn Embassy
Karullia

Ambassador Whittier was preparing himself for his meeting with Minister Otetsu when his secretary’s informed him that the diplomatic transports were waiting for him.
As the Ambassador walked through the embassies front door one of diplomatic protection officers opened the rear door of the middle vehicle. The door was shut behind the ambassador and the officer climbed into the front of the vehicle.
The short drive to Minister Otetsu’ office was uneventful and gave the diplomat more time to prepare himself for the negotiations that awaited him.
Shortly after leaving the Alidorn embassy the convoy reached its destination, four of the diplomatic security officers flanked the ambassador as he entered the building.

“Ah, Minister Otetsu, nice to meet you, I’m Neil Whittier the Alidorn Ambassador and please don’t mind my friends” Whittier said indicating his bodyguards “It’s just diplomatic protocol”

Sokai smiled at the ambassador and extended a hand, meeting Whittiers with a firm grip. "Ambassador Whittier. The pleasure is all mine. I trust you know Foreign Minister Sapphire Swiftblade and our High Marshal, her brother Rimm." He indicated the twins, who each stepped forward and extended their hands in greeting. Both the men wore full military uniform, with sabres and pistols at their belts. "I'm fully aware of the need for protection in these times, Ambassador. I assure you that security here is very good. As are the danish pastries." Sokai had to hold back a grimace as he told such an outright lie.

"Please take a seat, ambassador." He indicated to a large, plush leather armchair. "I prefer to keep meetings like this informal, if that is okay with you?"

"We currently have the KND Lady Of The Mists loaded up with humanitarian aid, and ready for sail to Alidor at the slightest request from your government. We've seen what's been happening on the news recently, and have also readied a Pathfinder detachment to aid in helping to restore order in any way you may deem them necessary. What do you think, Ambassador?"

Sitting in the leather armchair, Danish pastry in hand, Ambassador Whittier stated unconvincingly “lovely Danish pastries” His face betraying the truth of the matter, and the Danish placed back on the Ambassadors plate with a single mouthful missing from its shape.

“To the matter in hand, we thank you for the humanitarian and military aid you have offered Alidor, however there are certain things we would like you to agree to before we would accept the deployment of your troops as legal” The ambassador shifted in his seat and dismissed his bodyguards to wait outside the room “Your forces shall be allocated locations to patrol/secure by the Alidorn military command in a manner that would compliment our strategic planning, there will be limitations on who you can engage for example healthy civilians and personnel shouldn’t be targeted and recovery of healthy persons should be a priority” Looking the two uniformed men in the eyes and then the Foreign Minister, before he finished his terms “Bombing and precision strikes shall be performed by Alidorn forces only or with express permission from ourselves, and finally if Alidor should survive this emergency we shall grant you a military base within our borders, you may have a combined force stationed there if you like, however until this threat is eradicated you forces shall operate from Alidorn military bases and installations” Ambassador Whittier paused after finishing his oration, to let everything sink in, he contemplated another bite of his Danish pastry for a second, but decided not to tempt fate or his health.