NationStates Jolt Archive


Visitation Rights (Closed. Attn: Emmitia and Leafanistan)

Delta Industries
19-07-2005, 20:05
Emmitia: Ok here is where we will rp the visitation of your official.
Leafanistan
19-07-2005, 20:16
The Leafanistani 737 flew into Delta Industries airspace and requested landing. On board was Colonel Jack Eppendorf from the Army, Captain William Dietz from the Navy, and Amanda Fisher an ONI "spook". (ONI = Office of Naval Intelligence, not exactly the most friendly of organizations). They were there to inspect the facility to make sure Leafanistan's money was being spent well. All of them are carrying Renegade Caseless Plastic Pistols, undetectable by metal detectors. The guards (6) are carrying KF9 ARs, powerful armour piercing guns. The remaining guards (25) will stay on the plane, they have AA RPGs, AT RPGs, and an assortment of more conventional weapons: KF9s and MP7s.
Emmitia
19-07-2005, 20:17
The swirling blades of the Emmitian helicopter slowly settled down as the aircraft settled on the helipad not far from Delta Industries base. A purely spartan model, one of the two soldiers guarding Mr. Augiston threw open the sliding door to the flank of the helicopter. Wearing a formal, black-jacket-black-tie suit, Augiston stepped out, adjusted his tie, and looked around the area. The two soldiers guarding him grasped their RAU-5 rifles and slipped out of the helicopter behind him, just as the chopper stopped slicing through the air with it's rotors.

The vehicle the Emmitian government had gotten a hold of before Augiston's arrival made the trip to the center of Delta Industries short. All three stepped out of the car at near the same time, and the two soldier flanked the liaison as he slowly and calmly ascended the steps. A soldier nearly threw himself in front of Augiston to hold open the door, and the man walked through.

Again, he adjusted his tie and walked up to the receptionist. Mr. Augiston was an older man, his hair wasn't necessarily grey, but his cracked, leathery face showed that he was not young either. He had short brown hair, and thin lips. His voice was calm and methodical, and one of the first examples that would be uttered of the composition of his voice was: "Mr. Charles Gant, please."