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(OOC: This RP is now CLOSED for new participants, or else I'll keep postponing the actual start.)

The Grand-Ducal Palace, Luxembourg

The Grand Duke looked out of the window. He saw the massive artificial sea, set-up 10 years ago. It was around a square kilometer large, and lighted up in the sunlight. In the last days, the temperature had gone up again, from a mediocre 23 degrees Celsius to a hot 33 degrees Celsius. Luckily, every room of the Palace had been airconditioned, and the temperature didn't top the 21 degrees within the palace.

The Grand Duke was however thinking about the UPEO, the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization. They didn;t had too much support from the international community, and were still awaiting new members. A conference on the UPEO would be great to solve their problems. He reacted by turning his luxurious office chair around, and pushing a button on the telephone standing on his desk. Moments later, a secretary came in, with a laptop under his arm.

Yes, Sir?

I would like you to send some invitations, Fernando.

No problem, Sir.

The secretary sat down on the other side of the desk, starting his laptop in the progress. Upon loading a copy of Word, he nodded that the Grand Duke could start.

To the Nations of the World

The Universal Peace Enforcement Organization, or UPEO, will be holding a conference in the Van Luxemburgian Grand-Ducal Palace, to discuss Trade Agreements, The Military, Diplomatical and Humanitarian Role of the UPEO, the amount of democracy in the UPEO, and ofcourse the improvements which could be made to the organization. We will be inviting Non-Member nations to join us in this conference, and allow them to give their comments, and possibly become members aswell. All security will be took care of by Van Luxemburgian and UPEO troops, commanded by the current President of the UPEO, the Van Luxemburgian General Aksel Heggelund. He will also join in the conference, on the side of the Van Luxemburgian Grand Duke Koen, and several other Heads of State. The Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy and the Universal Peace Enforcement Organisation welcome you in the gracious Grand-Ducal Palace, where everything will be taken care of. Guests are allowed to take a maximum of 4 guards, which will need to have concealed small arms.

All aircraft can land on Luxembourg's International Airport Findel, where every guest will be picked up and driven to the Palace. Security will be tight, but guests will be able to head into Luxembourg, as Van Luxemburg encourages, to go and ask opinions of citizens. Van Luxemburg is a free nation, and the Heads of state will be free to go outside the conferences held every day. The Conference will take 7 days. The Programme is as follows:

Monday: Arrival and welcoming in the Grand-Ducal Palace, rooms will be assigned, and there will be space for relaxation.
Tuesday: Conference on Trade Agreements from 11:00 AM to 3:00 PM. Lunch buffet available. In the evening, the guests are free to do what they please on the Palace.
Wednesday: Conference on the Diplomatical and Humanitarian aspect of the UPEO from 10:00 AM to 6:00 PM. One hour off at Lunch Time.
Thursday: Conference on the Military aspect of the UPEO, from 11:00 AM to 4:00 PM. Lunch Buffet.
Friday: Conference on the UPEO's Improvements, from 1:00 PM to 5:00 PM.
Saturday: Presentation of the UPEO's inventory and possible actions. Military Demonstration by the UPEO Military, in the Palace Gardens, in cooperation with the Van Luxemburgian Airforce and Navy and the Vuhifellian Air Force.
Sunday: Day off in Van Luxemburg, free to travel around, or ability to leave earlier.

People can join the UPEO on any day in this conference, or later, or earlier. Further information about the UPEO can be acquired Here (http://z9.invisionfree.com/UPEO/index.php?). We welcome all (Non-)UPEO Members! Please send us a reply, so we know how much guests will be arriving.

Signed,
The Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg,
Koen van Luxemburg

President of the UPEO,
Ambassador to the UPEO
Aksel Heggelund.

The Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg was a state that a young Union of Southeast Asian Nations had come into contact with a long time ago, but had little contact since. However, thanks to the fact that an allied nation of the Grand Duchy, which was also nearby the Union of Southeast Asian Nations geographically, the Democratic States of Wingarde, and the fact that the Vuhifellian Federation was officially allied to Southeast Asia because of the fact that the two states mutually possessed membership with the International Allied Defense Federation. What bolstered this oppurtunity to increase the likelihood of formalizing relations with the Grand Duchy from being merely neutrality to positiveness, was the fact that the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg's Chief-of-State sent a communique (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9997105&postcount=18) to His Excellency Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt, Southeast Asia's very first Minister of Foreign Affairs regarding the Southeast Asian diplomatic survey (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=455720) and it's stance on the Union of Southeast Asian Nations.

This only sped up the process.

And in speaking of the Southeast Asian diplomatic survey, there was yet another nation which held Southeast Asia high in regard - the Libertarian Concordance of Czardas. It had also sent a communique (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=10063698&postcount=31) to the Foreign Minister and the two states both had diplomatic relations with the Democratic States of Wingarde. Southeast Asia also had considered joining the International Alliance for Safety and Peace, which the Grand Duchy had a huge role in it's establishment just like the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization (UPEO). The Libertarian Concordance was also a member-state of the IASP, which in essence allied itself with the Grand Duchy by treaty terms. And now at last, what could be called the "final nail in the coffin" was set in place, and a discussion was in-session.

11:35 p.m., Western Union Time
Office of the Foreign Minister
Official Building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Singapore
Union of Southeast Asian Nations

"Prime Minister Neo," spoke Lin via telephone holding up a fax detailing information about the UPEO, "we have a little situation on our hands involving the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg."

"The Grand Duchy?" wondered Neo, "What is it about this time, Mr. Lin, yet again enforcing internal security in domestically-troubled states and trying to maintain order across the planet?"

"Yes, Your Leadership, you are indeed right. They've jointly formed, yet again, another peace-keeping multi-national bloc, with their allies in the Vuhifellian Federation. This one's called the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization."

Neo thought for a moment to gather his words, the internally and internationally reverred Prime Minister rolled his eyes here and there twice.

"I will be having the Upper and Lower Houses of the Federal Parliament hold a debate. While this may be likely turn out to be impractical, in the sense that enforcing peace in every single hot spot of every four corners of the planet, I figure that the Southeast Asian Armed Forces could use a little brushing up here and there in the peacekeeping department, especially the sub-deparment of the Southeast Asian Peacekeeping Corps., and that Southeast Asia could use a few more trade ties."

"I understand. See you later, Mr. Neo."

"Likewise." Neo responded, then hung up the telephone the same time as the Foreign Minister did.

Some hours of debating in both Houses of Federal Parliament later and legislative approval....

To: Grand Duke van Luxemburg, Chief-of-State of the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg; Aksel Heggelund, President of the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization, Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg
From: Yao Yang Nelson Neo, Prime Minister, Union of Southeast Asian Nations
Subject: UPEO Meeting

Dear Sirs,

It is an honor to be in communication with you two gentlemen. As the Prime Minister of the Union of Southeast Asian Nations, I really wish that I could be of presence at this conference. However, thanks to the fact that I have several internal dilemmas to attend to, His Excellency Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt shall attend to this conference regarding the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization and what benefits can result from this multinational bloc for our two states.

This is good timing of the release of this communique, especially considering the fact that some months ago, we established relations with the Vuhifellian Federation; officially a mutual ally due to the fact that the Grand Duchy is allied to the Federation and Southeast Asia is a member-state of the IADF, however, unofficially, we are only starting to bud relations due to a lack of contact diplomatically, culturally and in other forms.

I wish to rectify this error, and I am glad to say for Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt that he is interested in doing this for me too.

Yours Sincerely,
His Right Honorable Prime-Executive Leadership,
Yao Yang Nelson Neo
Prime Minister
Union of Southeast Asian Nations

To:The Grand Duchy of Van Luxembourg and the UPEO
From:The Liberal Democratic Republic of Brydog

Dear Sirs,
I shall attend the meeting with the Secretary of State, Mr. Alexander Romanov. We also wish to see if this organization is right for our nation, and if so. We will ask to the UPEO.

Signed,
The Honorable President of the Republic and Chancellor of The Commonwealth of Yassia,
Wolfgang Joepsh Lichtenburg
The Liberal Democratic Republic of Brydog

To: Duke Koen van Luxemburg
From: Chairwoman Katherine Schleicher
Re: UPEO

After a brief discussion the Commonwealth of Saint Fedski has decided upon a diplomatic party to send to the UPEO introductory conference.

The Commonwealth of Saint Fedski strives to achieve three main goals in its current peacekeeping actions:

1) A lasting peace.
2) A society free from hate, cruelty and violence towards humans of other races, ethnicities, religions and sexes.
3) An open channel of communication between all nations involved prior to and after the initiation of peace keeping operations.

Heading the delegation will be the Secretary of State, Edward Teach.
Accompanying him will be Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs Sahdka Misoui, and Chief Advisor: International Relations, Denson MacDonald.

I wish the Grand Duchy the best of luck with its UPEO program and I look forward to further communication and interaction between our great nations.

[signed]
Katherine Schleicher
Chairwoman
Commonwealth of Saint Fedski

DEMOCRATIC SOVIET REPUBLIC OF KAHANISTAN
Ministry of Defense

The Kahanistanian military has made several grievous errors (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Occupation_of_Torontia) in its peacekeeping doctrine, which led to the murders of thousands of prisoners of war.

While the offending top-level generals are being prosecuted, the Kahanistanian military wishes to discuss its experiences and hopefully learn to stand up more effectively for the ideals for which so many hundreds of millions of our people have died over the years.

I will personally attend this conference, along with a veteran peacekeeping commander, Major General Abdul Aziz Kantari.

Signed,
General Iosif N. Malakov,
Deputy Defense Minister

To: Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg
From: UPEO Headquarters, Oured, Osea, Vuhifellian Federation
Subject: Van Luxemburg Conference
CC: Ouroboros Corporation

Dear sir/madam:

As you already know, we shall be sending ex-President Stevan Daniels to give a speech on the UPEO at the conference, as well as be sending four ADF-01 Falken's and four X-02 Wyvern's to the UPEO airshow.

We hope that this conference will bring more members into the UPEO and enlighten all who attend.

To any and all members who wish to join the alliance during or after this conference, please notify UPEO HQ in Oured so your office may be built, if you wish to join the Security Council, please consult President of the Security Council: Aksel Heggelund.

Sincerely,
Hanmyo Kitsumaru
Hanmyo Kitsumaru, Vuhifellian Ambassador to the UPEO

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TO: Yao Yang Nelson Neo, Prime Minister, Union of Southeast Asian Nations, The Liberal Democratic Republic of Brydog, Chairwoman Katherine Schleicher, General Iosif N. Malakov, Hanmyo Kitsumaru, Vuhifellian Ambassador to the UPEO
FROM: UPEO President Aksel Heggelund

Dear Sirs/Ma'ams,

We are glad that other nations around the world have shown interest in the Peace the UPEO and it's Allies could bring to the world, if the Alliance will be strong enough. The Van Luxemburgian Grand-Ducal Marechaussee will be awaiting you at Luxembourg-Findel, together with me personally. Our Host, the Grand Duke himself, will be awaiting your delegations at the Palace, where the delegations will also be housed for the week. The luxurious Palace will have all of it's equipment available to the guests, including the two huge swimming pools, and the artificial sea. Food will be prepared by a selection of Van Luxemburg's best Chefs, which master an enormous range of different dishes.

The Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy also points out that transports will be available from the Grand Duke's private collection, and that keys can be given out from the reception. Van Luxemburg has always been a nation in love with cars, and the Grand Duchy's Government would like to share this feeling with it's guests.

Beyond Cars, Technology is another favourite of the Van Luxemburgian people. The Palace's Auditorium, with seating for 1200 people, will be used for speeches and discussions, while the Ballroom will be used for the buffets, and the Meeting Rooms will be used for intimate discussions between guests.

Included with this letter are the pattern entry instructions for Luxembourg-Findel Airport, which allows landing for most large airliners or private aircraft. This can be used by your pilots for a direct approach to the airport, while the pilots will only need to mention the conference to gain instant access to the runway.

Signed,
Aksel Heggelund,
UPEO President
UPEO Ambassador

(OOC: The Grand-Ducal Palace is the same as the Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi. Link. (http://www.emiratespalace.com/en/sub_aboutemirates.htm))

OOC: I might mention the fact that you can start RP'ing your arrivals.

Luxembourg-Findel International Airport

Aksel Heggelund sat down on the luxurious sofa in the VIP Quarters of Findel, before asking the Marechaussee standing near the window if he saw anything incoming.

No, not yet Sir.

Heggelund knew the answer was no. He had asked it half a minute ago, and nothing was coming. How could that situation improve in those few seconds?
A staff member of the airport knocked on the door, before one of the Marechaussees opened the door to let him in.

The vehicles are waiting, Mr. Heggelund.

Perfectly. Warn the Police, I need motorbike escorts, plus the Marechaussee here will take care of the further security. Thank you.

They will be here within 5 minutes, I hope.

5 Minutes later, a group of Yamaha Motorbikes arrived, which parked up in front of the row of Bentleys standing ready to transport any guests to the Palace. Along the roads, pockets of Riot Police, the Van Luxemburgian ME, had formed up to prevent any holdupas along the way. Mostly, they were drinking coffee in their vehicles, as they had nothing to do on this calm and hot day. The temperature was nearing 33 degrees Celsius, and still growing. However, everyone had fun, or had nothing to do, as they sat around and waited for something to happen. Meanwhile, the Palace's staff was doing the last preparations, cleaning up, instructing the Marechaussees in ceremonial gear at the gates and main entrances, or were busy with the menu's for lunch and dinner at the different kitchens of the Palace.

Meanwhile, Heggelund and his men, also in ceremonial clothing but still armed with JK-13 Assault Rifles, enjoyed the airconditioned air of the large VIP hall. A beamer, linked up to a powerful Laptop, showed the UPEO logo, and several pictures of Peacekeepers around the world, before switching to a slideshow of the Grand-Ducal Palace. Everybody was ready, but waiting for the guests.

RKS Ajax, a Nimitz-class aircraft carrier

A light transport aircraft landed on the carrier, to be joined by two F-22 Raptors. The transport containing the two generals refueled and launched with its escorts.

As it closed with the Van Luxemburgish coast, the escorts broke off and returned to their carrier, letting the transport land.

The two Kahanistanian generals exited, a tall, bulky white man in his early 60's with four stars, and a short Arab man of average weight, in his late 40's with two stars.

Flying with an escort of ten Lu-45 Hawks, the massive airliner approached Van Luxemburgian air space.

"Flight 88 from Saint Fedski approaching with ten birds and a couple eggs. Requesting permission to land at Luxembourg-Findel International Airport. Over"

The aircraft maintained formation as they waited for a response.

"President Daniels? Sir? You called me up from the cabin?" asked an aide to the former president, whose hair had gone completely grey since the last time he saw the Grand Duke.

"Yes." he said, as he appeared from behind a stack of papers, all marked with the Seal of the UPEO. "I...have inquired as to why I was sent on this delegation when we already have a perfectly capable UPEO Ambassador?"

"Well...." the aide was about to answer...albiet inefficiently, when the pilot's voice could be ehard on the intercom.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please remain seated for the rest of this flight, and secure all loose items, thank you." The pilot turned off the intercom system, before turning to his co-pilot. "Luxembourg-Findel International. This is ExAir 03 of the VAF, requesting permission to land on any cleared runway. Coming in at one-hundred-ninety-two knots. Wind speed nineteen knots coming from the southeast. Beautiful day for flying."

Luxembourg-Findel Airport, ATC Tower

The Air Traffic Controller picked up his binoculars before pointing it in several directions, until he saw the aircraft coming.

Flight 88, This is ATC. Permission has been granted for runway 09 Left. Maintain course and descend to make IFR approach.

On the other side, another controller looked out over the skies, before answering the Vuhifellian Call.

ExAir03, Vuhifellian Air Force, Runway 36 Right is cleared. Attention, traffic incoming on 09 Left, Flight 88. Please make approach 090 and descend until landing. IFR Approach.

VIP Hall, Luxembourg Findel Intl.

Heggelund quickly approached the two Kahanistanian Generals, and welcomed them.

Welcome to van Luxemburg, Gentlemen. The security will be in the hands of these men of the Marechaussee until the Palace. If you will follow them, please? They will escort you to the cars.

A small group of Marechaussees walked up in front of the two Generals, saluted, and then guided them through the doors of the VIP Hall. Outside, they were directed into a Bentley Continental Flying Spur, which drove off, escorted by the motorbikes. The planned route went along the Route de Trèves, then the N1, before taking Motorway A1 fror a few hundred meters, then taking the A7, exiting it in favour of the N11, and then arriving at the Grand-Ducal Palace, where they would be asked to wait until all guests had arrived.

ExAir 03 made it down on the runway smoothly, its tires bounced a little when it hit the tarmac, and it soon pulled next to a nearby terminal to unload it's passenger.

"Mr. President, sir! Shall we unload the APC now?"

"Yes, that would be splendid." said Stevan as he exited the plane, a few minutes later an unarmed APC drove up to President Daniels, emblazened in the UPEO emblem. It read 'Vuhifellian Mission to the UPEO' in English, Russian, and Japanese on the sides; while a driver got out of his compartment door and released the electronic lock on the rear seating booth, he wasn't wearing a VA uniform, but he was wearing a UPEO uniform, made specifically for the occasion.

"Mr. President, sir. I should arrive at the Grand-Ducal Palace in about five-ten minutes lf if traffic is well."

"Wonderful. Wonderful. Now, can we get a move on, I may be old, but I am impatient."

"Yes sir!" With that, the UPEO APC made its way towards the checkpoint at the airport entrance, it's destination was the UPEO conference at the Grand-Ducal Palace where, if everything went as planned, Stevan would just give a speech a few days from now, and he would be heading back home in a few days after that.

The Grand-Ducal Palace

As soon as the APC halted, The Marechaussee guard at the entry of the Palace saluted, and a few Aides welcomed Daniels, aswell as helping the driver of the APC out on where to park.

Sir Daniels, if you would like to follow me, the Grand Duke already awaits you.

One Aide said. He turned around and walked inside, up the stairs, and knocked on the Grand Duke's office door.

Come in.

Sir, Mister Daniels is here.

The Grand Duke turned around from the window, and looked at Daniels.

Mister Stevan Daniels, ex-president of the Vuhifellian States. You are here to do a speech on the UPEO, isn't it? I might want to point out your room is down this hallway and the last one in the row. You may use one of the conference rooms to train for the speech if you wish so. And you attend this conference in the name of Vuhifell? Great. I hope you are able to amuse yourself while here. I'm afraid I have more work to do here, so you can get your keys from my aide.

The Grand Duke turned his attention to the PC he had in front of him, and the Aide handed the keys of the room to Daniels, before turning to guide him to his room. At the end of the hallway, one of 16 Palace Suites was ready for ex-president Daniels.

Stevan Daniels decided to take a suite at the end of the hall, it had a nice view, but it wasn't like looking out of his old bedroom window and seeing the Bay of Hivez every morning...

Oh? His mobile phone was ringing? Who was this?

"Hello, Stevan here."

"Hey, dad." the person on the other end of the line stressed the 'dad', only one possibility.

"Hey, Patrick. Good work in the Middle East, good work...but I'm busy now."

"Well, if you must insist on me getting off the line, I just wanted to send you a copy of your speech, you can't speak without one. You forgot it in your house back in Arlon."

"Oh...blast and damn! Fax it over here! And how did you get into my house?"

"Eheh...let's work out the damage after you get back, I'ma fax the thing over to the Grand-Ducal Palace right now." As Patrick got off the line, Stevan sat down and watched the activity outside his window. Hopefully it wasn't going to take too long to get to Thurday, after all, Stevan was an impatient man.

Since the IVD had promised not to listen to the phone conversations of the guests, the Palace household crew knew nothing about the fax coming in, but immediately saw it was meant for the Vuhifellian ex-President Daniels, as it looked like his speech. It was recorded in the Palace's Communications centre, and an Aide was sent to the suite of Daniels, with the speech. He knocked on the door after some hesitation, and entered.

Mister Daniels, I suppose this is your speech? We acquired it by fax.

The Aide looked around, and made a slight bow before he walked out the room. He however halted halfway the hall, and returned.

Mister Daniels, You are free to explore the Palace and it's Gardens, since the rest of the guests, with exception of the Kahanistanian delegation, have not yet arrived. Please do.

The Aide exited the Suite, and walked back to the Communications Centre, where he sat down again, and got back to his work.

A plane was on the way to Luxembourg-Findel International Airport, and it would be quite clear what the colors of the aircraft indicated what was the origin and what was the Boeing 747-8 containing. It was originating from the Union of Southeast Asian Nations, as indicated by the It was a modified Boeing 747-8. And the important individual it contained was His Excellency Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Union of Southeast Asian Nations, also known as the United Sovereign Nations of Southeast Asia. Why? Because the homeland of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, had two official titles, and it since it was general knowledge that both were one and the same, there was little point in specifying which because of that.

And right now, there was a discussion going on between Lin and the Prime Minister…..

In Lin’s Private Office Room aboard his Aircraft….
Some two hundred plus nautical miles away from Van Luxemburg….

A well-dressed man whose parents had set up shop in the former Malaysian Federation many years ago, and had returned back to the now defunct Hong Kong Special Administrative Region of the also-defunct People’s Republic of China, holding a cordless telephone to his right ear. Lin had a five foot, six inch frame height, which was considered tall at one point for one of East Asian descent, but now slightly below average. He was also slightly plump, and often wore lavish tuxedoes. Combine the two facts about him, with his cynical nature (which occasionally revealed itself out in public), one would think of him to be an elitist, self-righteous snob. But he wasn’t.

The reason he was cynical was because he was more of a pragmatist, and despite the fact that he and Neo disagreed on theories regarding International Relations, the two men had a long friendship (thus drawing more criticism to the Neo Administration), and thus got along well the most of the time. He was in actuality a very polite and a nice fellow, and quite a philanthropist. He and Neo shared highly similar values, such as when it came to politics and the like. But enough talk about the relationship between Lin and Neo, let’s move onto the talk.

“How’s the flight, old friend?” questioned the Prime Minister politely.

“Twas’ great, Nelson.” Lin came back with a warm response, “Too bad you couldn’t go over, the Grand Duke—along with the other attendees—would likely have preferred it, but then again, internal problems Nelson.”

“Likewise. By attendees, I assume that you are referring to the delegations. The Soviet Republic has sent a couple of representatives from their Ministry of Defense. And if I’m not wrong, our old friends in the Saint Fedskian Commonwealth shall be attending.”

“Excellent. Killing two plus birds with one stone.” Neo grinned, “this conference is going to be most beneficial for us indeed.”

“However, what I don’t get is, why did you send me alone and not bring along the Finance Minister, Mr. Neo, why?” asked Lin. “After all, I’m a diplomat, not an economist--though I have had some idea of the Economics course via Business Studies.”

Neo shrugged. “Just hammer out the general outline with the other delegations, and then later we can have our trade representative and one of the foreign counterparts—say the Vuhifellians or the Van Luxemburgers—hammer it all out in detail.”

“It shall be done, Your Right Honorable Prime-Executive Leadership. Farewell.”

“Farewell, Mr. Lin.”

For the next few hours the Boeing 747-8 had before it could land on at the Luxembourg-Findel International Airport, Lin had spent the rest of his time studying the Van Luxemburgian language (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Letzebuergisch) basics and the fact-book profiles of the parties involved. By the time Lin landed, Lin would be able to say the basics eighty percent correct, thanks to the fact that Lin had experience in Western languages like German and French.

“This is Southeast Asia Executive Flight IV, coming in for landing at the Van Luxemburgian Luxembourg-Findel International Airport.” was the response of the jet-plane’s captain. “We request your clearance.”

Southeast Asia Executive Flight IV, You have clearance to use Runway 36 right, Mind traffic on runway crossing, Saint Fedskian Flight 88. Cleared at Gate 22 Heavy. Welcome to van Luxemburg.

Aksel Heggelund switched off the radio on which he had followed the conversation between the Air Traffic Controller and the Southeast Asian Flight. He then checked his tie before he stood up and cleaned the latest remains of dust off his Armani suit, while he alarmed the Marechaussees playing cards on one of the tables around. They immediately ran to their places, and made a line along the hallway to Gate 22 Heavy. Saluting with their left hands and holding their rifles with the right, they were commanded by the General Heggelund was.

Opmierksam!

The group gave attention, and Aksel Heggelund walked down the hallway, giving away a short salute to the men. He then shortly welcomed Lin to Van Luxemburg and the airport, before walking him to his car. A Diamond Black Bentley Continental Flying Spur awaited, while two motorbikes of the Luxembourg Police Department awaited in front of the vehicle. Behind it, a Phantomblack Audi RS4 was parked with two IVD agents waiting inside it, while three Marechaussees were having a chat together with their hands loosely laid down on the car or their belts. as soon as Lin appeared from the doors of the Terminal, the three Marechaussees opened the doors of the Audi, and got in. Meanwhile, the vehicles' engines started, and the door was opened for Lin. As soon as he got in, and shook hands with Heggelund, the vehicles drove off, the two motorbikes and the Audi with screaming sirens and flashing lights. The convoy headed onto the Route de Trèves, and took the entrance to the A1 after mere seconds. The vehicles catapulted towards the 200 kilometres per hour, before jumping on the brakes and taking the A7. A few hundred meters away, inside the tunnel under the Grand-Ducal Palace, the cars and bikes took the exit leading onto the N11, where they took a roundabout leading into the Palace. The two Marechaussees at the gate saluted while the convoy headed through, and drove onto the lane. With some exceptional steering, the vehicles ended up at the entrance, where another guard awaited. The group of Marechaussees saluted the same way as the guard on the airport, while lin entered the building. Meanwhile, the Audi and Bentley drove back to the garage, while the motorbikes headed back to the airport.

The receptionist seemed delighted to receive Lin, like he had been delighted to receive the two Kahanistanian Generals and the Vuhifellian ex-president.

Sir Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt? Welcome to the Vun Lëtzebuergesches Grousherzögliches Palast or Van Luxemburgian Grand-Ducal Palace. You have been asked to wait with the Kahanistanian Delegation in the Al Majlis Lounge. We hope you enjoy your stay, your suite will be designated by the Grand Duke on the official welcoming.

With his belongings (like say, his luggage and his colleagues' items) being taken care of by the Van Luxemburgers, Lin was looking forward to a good trip. The only thing that bothered him slightly was the car being as swift as possible, because he was safety-mindful man, but he did not voice it out for the sake of not feeding the vultures of the press. Southeast Asia had plans for the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization, and especially with regards to the individual states, especially because when one thought of the individual, they would realize that the individual is the smallest minority on the planet all of humankind shared: Earth.

And especially with regards to the Democratic Soviet Republic of Kahanistan. Deputy Minister of Defense Iosif N. Malakov and his long-time peacekeeper commander of a colleague, Major-General Abdul Aziz Kantari. The populace of the Soviet Republic had a passionate love for human rights, secularism, socialism and democracy in general, hence why the term "humanitarian operations" was used to describe Kahanistanian military force deployment to troubled areas like the former New Order Republic of Torontia and also against various other violators like those of the Kraven Corporation and it's Slave States and the Imperivm Doomanvm. The latter, being Latin for "Empire of Doomingsland." The Democratic Soviet Republic of Kahanistan had been on the receiving end of benefits thanks to the proposal by His Excellency Paul David Nettleton, Minister of Defense of the Union of Southeast Asian Nations. Why? Because of ideology and pragmatism. The Imperivm Doomanvm and its allies had exposed the Republic Guard and Republic Navy (during the ViZionarian Civil War) as being outdated in the face of technological level, along with skill. Nettleton had proposed to both the Royal Shipyards of Isselmere-Nieland and the Government of Kahanistan for the establishment of an RSIN-KMI partnership in order for a better shipbuilding industry in the Soviet Republic and for better technological levels.

Besides, even His Isselmerian and Nielander Majesty's Government (HINMG) was most willing to deploy RINN (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Royal_Isselmere-Nieland_Navy) naval armadas to Kahanistan as to hold war-games, and this would only improve relations with the Soviet Republic. Nettleton even offered to have his country's admirals throw their hats into the so-called fray. Along with diplomatic courses on the behalf of the Foreign Ministry of Southeast Asia.

And what would help in future Kahanistanian Presidential Administrations would be the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg and the Vuhifellian Federation. Why? Because in spite of the fact that the two aforementioned parties were not as influential as the Union was, it had the potential to be. And they often were tactful, using violence as a last resort of getting means done. And they were loyal allies, to one another. Countless times, have they repaid favors to one another. The Soviet Republic was lacking allies thanks to it's faith in sheer ideology and not pragmatism. Hence why it's old friends in the Eternal Republic and the Infinite Empire were abandoning it because the latter parties were believers in the international relations theory of "realism."

The Grand Duchy and Federation were good models, and it was time for Southeast Asia to kill as many birds with one stone as possible. Now, enough backstory. Time to go for the conversation.

[I]At the Grand Ducal Palace....

[OOC: Note VL, the brackets mean that my Foreign Minister is speaking in Letzebuergisch, your IC national language.]

("Ah yes, I am Joshua Lin of Southeast Asia. Pleased to meet you sir. I indeed would like to meet the Van Luxemburger leader himself, on the behalf of my country's Prime Minister.")

Lin extended his dominant hand to the receptionist, shaking it graciously.

"The unofficial greeting shall have to do, and I appreciate it." he smiled warmly, as two of his bodyguards remained some distance away but guarded.

Soon, I shall be off to meet the Kahanistani delegates.... he thought to himself, giving no sign in his face indicating that he was thinking of the delegates awaiting in the lounge.

Now, if it hadn't been for the change of power within the last few days, everything at the UPEO conference would be fine, at least politically. Both Stevan Daniels, and his daughter (now a former president herself) were members of the Democratic Party. With Alicia as president, Stevan was free as he was to negotiate with other nations at the conference.

Of course, democratic countries didn't have permanently incumbent leaders. The Democratic Party was defeated in an embarrassing landslide election, the Kazach Party siezed power of the Presidency and the Federational Congress; this being said, new president Seryozha Viktrovich Nikanor didn't agree at all with most of the policies of the Democrats.

Official Fax from the Vuhifellian Federation
to the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg

Dear Mr. Koen van Luxemburg,

Regarding the decision of Mrs. Alicia Daniels to allow Mr. Stevan Daniels as the official Vuhifellian delegation. The new government believes this will be a detriment to Vuhifellian interests worldwide. Therefor, we will be sending Ms. Sherry Valburg and Mr. Uhn Iyuna as a secondary delegation to watch over Mr. Daniels and precide over his decisions.

Signed,
Seryozha Viktrovich Nikanor
Seryozha Viktrovich Nikanor, President of the Vuhifellian Federation

An Augusta-Bell A109 helicopter landed on the grass on the other side of the lake, while two men in orange vests jumped out. they both carried the markings of the Van Luxemburgian Police Force, and waited for the helicopter to take off again. In the distance, several trucks slowly moved in position, while several Liebherr cranes from the 52nd Engineers lifted into the air. on the trucks, several light patrol Boats from both the Coast Guard and the Marine awaited to be lifted into the water, ready for their demonstration. There also were a few other yachts, all nearing the 50 metres in length.

Down a bit, LEFT!

With a sudden move, the cranes turned to the left, making a patrol boat swoosh over the water, missing a tree by mere metres. After that, the cranes lowered the boat into the water, from where the crew of the boat untied the cranes' connections and slowly made their way onto the lake. Several other ships followed, until all had been lifted into the water.

That was all guys, Finish it, I want a cup of coffee

Clear, Sir. Ready when you are.

Then let's go.

The vehicles drove away, including the cranes, while the two Policiers took to the skies again in their helicopter.

At the Palace

Official Reply from the Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy

We have acknowledged your fax, we are ready for their arrival, with the other guests at the airport. We already have two suites reserved for them.

Signed,
Palace Administration,
Luxembourg, van Luxemburg

[OOC: VL, can you role-play a quick response from your receptionist so that I can go meet the Kahanistanis?]

(OOC: Whatever you wish.)

The receptionist nodded before he shook Lin's hand.

Jo, Schéine Woch noch, Här Lin. Ädi!
(Yes, have a nice week, Mr. Lin. Bye!)

The receptionist went back to his job, entering data into his PC, using his 19" TFT monitor, connected to his PC, to report the arrival of the Southeast Asian delegation.

[ooc: sorry, was caught up with my venture in West Corinthia]

Flight eighty-eight carrying the Secretary General and the deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs begun its smoothe descent.

"Flight eighty-eight to ATC, beginning decsent"

The large aircraft continued its downward motion towards the runway.

"Flight eighty-eight is on the ground and will begin Taxiing towards the terminal shortly."

Lin smiled in return, and made his way to the lounge where the Kahanistanian generals were sitting. He ordered his bodyguards to keep a distance (but as always, guarded), and he entered with the style of formality and upright posture. And in a diplomatic mood, not a straightforward gunboat diplomat style.

"It is an honor to make your most intimate acquaintance, Mr. Malakov, I presume?" he asked formally in a mixed Asian-Western accent (a result of mixed education from both the Far East and the Western world), outstretching his arm for a formal handshake to the man of Russian descent that worked in the Kahanistanian armed forces and defense ministry.

[OOC: I'm just going to have my two new delegates arrive, I've already posted one airport landing post, no need for another]

IC:

Stevan Daniels was releshing the beauty of the gardens when they had arrived. Sniffing flowers was rumored in the Arlon-Mund Daily to lower blood pressure. And after being taken prisoner, ending a war, befriending former terrorists, and having Patrick Malone as a son-in-law...he needed to get his blood pressure down.

Sherry and Uhn were both accompanied by three, unarmed, VPU Guards, clad in the ever black, ever conspicuous armor (http://masterchief65.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/odst.jpg) they always wore.

"We brought a guard for you. Just in case." said Uhn, in a plainly monotone voice. Clearly being a bureaucrat for too long was not good for the health of one's vocal cords.

"Uhh...Thanks?" replied the aging ex-President.

"Don't think anything of it. We're simply here to make sure you don't make any decisions that would argue against the policies of the Kazach Party. We will be returning to our state rooms now, go ahead, meet anyone you would like. Just don't fill them up with any Democratic Party nonsense."

"Yeah. I'll think about that." said Stevan, though he doubted they could hear him. Both Sherry and Uhn walked off, accompanied by two VPU guards, leaving the one soldier by Stevan.

"You're name, son?"
"Major Karl Lichen Schubaltz, sir. North Osea VPU Office. New Ogbrador, VFS Tuatha de Danaan. I-"
"Whoa, slow down, son! That's an order. We'll head over and meet those delegates from Southeast Asia now, you'll protect me?"
"Yes sir!"
"Alright then. Let's go."
"Yes sir!"

ooc: um, is it too late to join this?

OOC: Um, is it too late to join this?
No.

To: The Grand Duchy of Van Luxembourg and the UPEO
From: Ramzan Urmev, President of the Republic of Groznyj

On behalf of my government I would be please to take part in your discussions on international policy and the like. I feel that my nation has much to gain from this as a learning experience and to discuss our ideals with those of other non-hostile nations. I personally will be attending this conference.

signed,
Ramzan Urmev, President of the Republic of Groznyj

[OOC: Wait a little, TVS. Now Kahan, where's your generals' response?]

(OOC: Seeing I still don't have my PC back, and there's a funfair in town, I have my posts delayed to Saturday morning (GMT +1) at least. Groznyj, you are allowed to RP a landing, and the rest can do a conversation, since my people are not yet there. Now, if you need me, you can find me in the bumper cars. Even if you're 15, it's still fun. :D )

Malakov nodded to the Southeast Asian. "Minister Malakov, or General Malakov." He shook the diplomat's hand and indicated the Arabic man with only two stars on his uniform.

The shorter man nodded. "Major General Abdul Aziz Kantari." Kantari extended his hand to the Southeast Asian, too.

Within the Imperial Administrative Island, or the Semper Vides Gladus, the site of the Imperial Pyra-ut it was decided in a discusion of senior advisors and the Imperial House that The Chancellor Ethnarch would be the representative in the UPEO meetings. Although the Chancellor Ethnarch was not officially staffed for external affairs, in lieu of the Emperor or the Logotheth, the Chancellor Ethnarch seemed like a good canidate to take in The Grand Duchy and represent in general the Emperor, and otra Imperium in the affair.

Earlier in the day the C.E. Hans Fhkurst set out via a Dian aircraft, that had been in state service for many years now, good aircraft produced at bottom basement prices. By now it was converted as a VIP/Cargo transport and after a lengthy flight it arived safely with little turbulence.

Hans being greeted and taken to a more extended area.

Upon meeting with the entry staff he asked " Is it posible if I can arrange to have some files hand delivered to the Grand Duke, as they are proposed items for ICCD's participation in the UPEO as well as a number of confidential contacts in case of need."

Otherwise after the initial question Hans was set for perhaps a few pit stops picking up some food and taking in some of Van Luxemburg. It wasn't often he travelled outside of the Empire and his scheduel was often just confirming and passing notes, and that was when he didn't have local duties for his Provincia, or the Ethnarchs council.

Malakov nodded to the Southeast Asian. "Minister Malakov, or General Malakov." He shook the diplomat's hand and indicated the Arabic man with only two stars on his uniform.

The shorter man nodded. "Major General Abdul Aziz Kantari." Kantari extended his hand to the Southeast Asian, too.
The Foreign Minister of Southeast Asia shaked the lower ranking military official of Kahanistan as well, both hand-shakes were formal and respectful to that of just about any delegation from a foreign state. Southeast Asia, after all, was a firm believer in "diplomacy over force". Lin then took a seat on a couch opposite of the Kahanistani delegates, sitting formally and respectfully, maintaining a friendly expression.

"So, General Malakov and Major-General Aziz Kantari, what brings the Soviet Republic to the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg? Besides the most likely primary reason as to why of course: peacekeeping duties, I assume?"

The Southeast Asian Foreign Minister highlighted the word 'Besides' as to further emphasize that he (speaking on the behalf of his nation) was indeed curious of what brought the Democratic Soviet Republic besides peacekeeping duties. Throughout the time he spoke, he had, as always, maintained his friendly outlook of conduct; patiently awaiting the Kahanistani delegations' replies.

TO: Ramzan Urmev, President of the Republic of Groznyj
FROM: UPEO President Aksel Heggelund

Dear Sir,

We are glad that other nations around the world have shown interest in the Peace the UPEO and it's Allies could bring to the world, if the Alliance will be strong enough. The Van Luxemburgian Grand-Ducal Marechaussee will be awaiting you at Luxembourg-Findel, together with me personally. Our Host, the Grand Duke himself, will be awaiting your delegations at the Palace, where the delegations will also be housed for the week. The luxurious Palace will have all of it's equipment available to the guests, including the two huge swimming pools, and the artificial sea. Food will be prepared by a selection of Van Luxemburg's best Chefs, which master an enormous range of different dishes.

The Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy also points out that transports will be available from the Grand Duke's private collection, and that keys can be given out from the reception. Van Luxemburg has always been a nation in love with cars, and the Grand Duchy's Government would like to share this feeling with it's guests.

Beyond Cars, Technology is another favourite of the Van Luxemburgian people. The Palace's Auditorium, with seating for 1200 people, will be used for speeches and discussions, while the Ballroom will be used for the buffets, and the Meeting Rooms will be used for intimate discussions between guests.

Included with this letter are the pattern entry instructions for Luxembourg-Findel Airport, which allows landing for most large airliners or private aircraft. This can be used by your pilots for a direct approach to the airport, while the pilots will only need to mention the conference to gain instant access to the runway.

Signed,
Aksel Heggelund,
UPEO President
UPEO Ambassador

Luxembourg-Findel International Airport

Heggelund jumped up from behind his laptop as the Saint Fedski Delegation arrived. He shook the hands of all three persons, before Allowing them to follow him towards the front of the building, where another three Bentley Continentals had been parked. Escorted by the motorbikes and an Audi S6, the convoy left the Airport, and used the same road to the Palace as they had used before with the Kahanistanian and Southeast Asian delegates. Once again, the vehicles blasted past the 200 km/h barrier, which was a legal speed in Van Luxemburg, once you had the right driving licenses. The vehicles then took the exit heading onto the N11, before halting in front of the Palace. The Honour Guard there saluted, while the delegation walked into the Palace. They were welcomed by the receptionist once again.

Welcome to the Grand-Ducal Palace of van Luxemburg, Edward Teach, Sahdka Misoui and Denson MacDonald, I presume? The Grand Duke waits for all guests to arrive, so you have been asked to go to the Al Majlis Lounge. The Grand Duke will welcome all delegations there. Please, I'll lead you there.

The receptionist walked into the large hallway, where several wide-open doors all had a function. Different style restaurants, conference rooms, offices, and the Al Majlis lounge. The receptionist waited at the door, and waved the delegation inside, where an almost empty lounge, warmly lighted by the sun, awaited.

To:The Grand Duchy of Van Luxembourg and the UPEO
From:The Allied States of The Lone Alliance

Dear Sirs, and Madams.
It has been awhile since our nation has tried to resume relations with the rest of the international community. We would like to join in this meeting to share ideas and perhaps form lasting trade and peace agreements, we will be departing as soon as possible with our Prime Minister and President.
From: Lone Alliance Council, (Insert list of names)

ooc: sry I posted this before but.. idk.. someone or.. something..probly jolt, ate it....arg.

Flight 981 for Van Luxemburg left Farbanti International on a bright morning in the nation's capitol, four Raptor's flying escort for the medium Leerjet. Since this was a diplomatic meeting on a smaller scale, Urmev decided to go in light, only a few aids and staff would accompany him aswell as 10 bodygaurds who would operate in shifts in order to comply with the 4 personel rule.

The flight was for the most part uneventful and Urmev spent most of his time studying papers detailing the customs of Van Luexemburg and info on the Conference.

A few hours later Flight 981 was ready for its decsent.

"This is flight 981, Groznyj, carrying President Urmev inbound for the UPEO conference. Requesting permission to land over."

Moments later the tower radioed its confirmation and Flight 981 landed on the runway. Urmev though to himself, releived after a restless flight,

Finally, some fresh air

Kantari nodded. "We are basically here for... yes, improvements to our peacekeeping doctrines." The younger man shuddered inwardly as he recalled opposing the Amestrian war crimes in Torontia, and having his own superior give him a token promotion, right before sending him to the frozen ice fields of Kraven. The general swore that if he ever went to Kraven again, he would not leave until the people under its dominion were free.

Malakov nodded his head. "The Defense Minister could not be here, her attention is required at a military reforms conference in the Presidential Palace. She asked me to attend this meeting."

Kantari nodded. "We are basically here for... yes, improvements to our peacekeeping doctrines." The younger man shuddered inwardly as he recalled opposing the Amestrian war crimes in Torontia, and having his own superior give him a token promotion, right before sending him to the frozen ice fields of Kraven. The general swore that if he ever went to Kraven again, he would not leave until the people under its dominion were free.

Malakov nodded his head. "The Defense Minister could not be here, her attention is required at a military reforms conference in the Presidential Palace. She asked me to attend this meeting."
"So, I take it that your explanation is the sole reason that the Democratic Soviet Republic is here?" asked Lin patiently. "We in Southeast Asia are also here for the trade ties and expanding relations with the Vuhifellian Federation and Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy."

OOC: From here on, this RP is CLOSED to new participants, or else I'll keep postponing the actual start of the RP.

IC

TO: The Allied States of The Lone Alliance
FROM: UPEO President Aksel Heggelund

Dear Sir,

We are glad that other nations around the world have shown interest in the Peace the UPEO and it's Allies could bring to the world, if the Alliance will be strong enough. The Van Luxemburgian Grand-Ducal Marechaussee will be awaiting you at Luxembourg-Findel, together with me personally. Our Host, the Grand Duke himself, will be awaiting your delegations at the Palace, where the delegations will also be housed for the week. The luxurious Palace will have all of it's equipment available to the guests, including the two huge swimming pools, and the artificial sea. Food will be prepared by a selection of Van Luxemburg's best Chefs, which master an enormous range of different dishes.

The Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy also points out that transports will be available from the Grand Duke's private collection, and that keys can be given out from the reception. Van Luxemburg has always been a nation in love with cars, and the Grand Duchy's Government would like to share this feeling with it's guests.

Beyond Cars, Technology is another favourite of the Van Luxemburgian people. The Palace's Auditorium, with seating for 1200 people, will be used for speeches and discussions, while the Ballroom will be used for the buffets, and the Meeting Rooms will be used for intimate discussions between guests.

Included with this letter are the pattern entry instructions for Luxembourg-Findel Airport, which allows landing for most large airliners or private aircraft. This can be used by your pilots for a direct approach to the airport, while the pilots will only need to mention the conference to gain instant access to the runway.

Signed,
Aksel Heggelund,
UPEO President
UPEO Ambassador

Luxembourg-Findel Intl. Airport

As soon as the Learjet arrived, the guards had took up their positions, and Aksel walked through the tunnel made by them to greet President Urmev. He made a short salute, before shaking hands, and guiding him to the cars. A single Mercedes-Benz S65 AMG Long had been parked next to a Koenigsegg CCX sportscar, which was manned by two policiers, standing next to it, still cleaning off the last dirt. While every other delegations had been driven to the Palace by a Bentley Continental Flying Spur, the cars hadn't been able to be on time at the airport, and the vehicle of the Minister of Traffic had been driven to the airport, escorted by one of the Autobahnpolizei's Koenigseggs. The Koenigsegg, the second-fastest car in the world (after the Bugatti 16.4 Veyron), was the vehicle that held the highest traffic fine in the world, but when operated with the Autobahnpolizei (Motorwaypolice), it had prevented many potential kills, by arriving on time at the spot. It was always fueled by Bio-Ethanol, allowing the car to get 900 HP out of it's mighty engine.

The Policiers quickly got inside the vehicle, aswell as the Minister of Traffic's Driver did, upon seeing the President of Groznyj. The two car engines of both the Mercedes and the Koenigsegg started with a dark howl, And the vehicles drove away. While the two motorbikes and the Koenigsegg used their warning lights and sirens, the Mercedes kept silent, moving inbetween the two noisy vehicles. The convoy accelerated to 200 km/h on the A1, Before taking the A7 and then heading onto the N11, where it took the road to the Palace. Shortly after, the Receptionist welcomed President Urmev.

Welcome Sir. The Grand Duke has requested all the delegations to wait at the Al Majlis lounge until everyone is present. Have a nice weekend, Sir!

(OOC:I Forgot to answer your question, ICCD. I'll do it now.)


Our presonnel is trained to handle confidential reports. They will be at your service if you need them. But if you insist, I will call an Aide to guide you to the Grand Duke's office.

The Receptionist pushed a button, and several seconds later, an Aide arrived by the stairs. He made a short bow, and waited for Hans to come with him.

OOC: From here on, this RP is CLOSED to new participants, or else I'll keep postponing the actual start of the RP.

[OOC: Hehehe, you actually have me to thank for that.]

IC:

Stevan was officially lost. Although the Grand-Ducal Palace was a good size smaller than the Palace back at New Hivez (thanks in part to three new palaces being built at the moment), he had no idea in hell where he was going. He was supposed to meet those...South...Southwest Asians were they? No.

"Damn it all to hell!" he cursed aloud. The VPU guard next to him jumped a bit to the side, and asked what was the matter. "Not only are we lost, but I forgot the nationality of the folks I was supposed to meet!"

"Old age getting to you?" said the VPU guard.
"The hell-- what happened to that courtesy you were showing a few moments ago?"
"My patience wore out. Look, the folks from Southeast Asia are dealing with some other guests, Stevan. Why don't you take a nap or something?"
"I don't think I shall. I was sent here by my daughter to get new political friends and I'ma achieve that!"
"Well, if you must. There's some latecomers arriving from the airport. We can greet them if you wish, sir."
"Very well then." sighed Daniels, he wasn't in the mood to get lost even further.
"Only one condition, sir. I'll lead the way."

[ooc: I'm roughing together, if there is a fact glictch I can edit later]

Luckily his Prism was able to go online via the local cellular network and he was speaking with the State External Division, specifically the Logothes office.

"Yes I'm in an escort taxi now, I'll be going to Luxembourg-Findel, to meet with the other delegates, then if I have time I'm going to check in with local tourism."

While he was on route he was looking out the window enjoying the above ground roadway. Back home he was use to the tunnels, this seems much more agronomic and had his mind racing. Off course his thoughts were interupted not by the person on the other end but by an incoming phonecall.

"Hi, this is Lord Fkurst speaking,my secretary isn't available at the moment after the beep leave a message and she will get back to you as soon as possible. BEEEEEP."

"Lord Fkurst, Lord Edwin Jaing En Sun Ethnark of the East Islands, I have some imperial advisory reports to transmit to your office and need the proper faxline from you. I've tried reaching the councils office secretary; however the Council Building is sealed due to your trip and I can't go there myself right now, who am I suppose to leave the papers with since the council secretary as well as your personal secretary are on vacation?"

" Hi Lord Jaing I'm here, contact external affairs and speak with the Logothe or an assistant at his office, ask him to arrange for ESSI to open my office door, the Logotheth will have my office fax number."

...

and so the day continued, no crisis at home so to speak just a fairly plain day on the way to meet some fairly bigwigs. Hans was use to this sort of thing locally, of course Dians were quite laid back, and he was a politician, not a leader.

OOC: My posts are going to be few and far between from now on. As my schedule has decided to kill me in a horrible rape-like fashion. Fucking Burger King, bunch of fascists for making me work so late.

"So, I take it that your explanation is the sole reason that the Democratic Soviet Republic is here?" asked Lin patiently. "We in Southeast Asia are also here for the trade ties and expanding relations with the Vuhifellian Federation and Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy."

Kantari nodded. "Yes. Peacekeeping. By the way, you made a common mistake about Arabic names. My surname is simply Kantari, or al-Kantari. The 'al-' is often omitted. My first name is Abdul Aziz, or Abd-al-aziz, it means 'servant of the almighty.'"

The general pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket and scrawled something in Arabic. It looked something like
عبد العزيز الكنتاري.

"The word on the far right is 'Abd.' It means 'servant.' I won't try to teach you to read Arabic, but the language is written from right to left, the opposite of English. The word in the middle is 'al-Aziz,' the almighty. The name on the far left is my last name, 'al-Kantari.' The transliteration into Latin script varies, there is no universally accepted way of transliterating Arabic names into Latin script. You may have heard there are some twenty ways to spell 'Qaddafi.' (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moammar_al-Qadhafi#Spelling) So it is with 'Abd-al-Aziz.'"

The general continued. "So, you may address me as simply 'General Kantari.' I am sorry if I seemed... pedantic, but you would not believe how many people even in Kahanistan call me Abdul. It gets irritating after a while."

"I understand, General Kantari," responded Lin politely, feeling slightly embarrased at himself inside for forgetting to revise on southwest Asian/middle Eastern language, and especially at the fact that the Democratic Soviet Republic could be in such a geopolitical region. "Thanks for correcting me on that."

"And just for the record, those of the Far East like in Southeast Asia with regards to language, especially with non-East Asian language speakers saying names. For example, in the Chinese language, the surname of the individual, comes first, then followed by the given name of the individual. The vice-versa way for saying names in a Western language like English. But however, since I was given a Western name along with a Chinese name, you should address me, when refering to myself in full, as "Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt".

Lin paused briefly, to take a breath, then continued to speak.

"Now, let us get back on topic, shall we, gentlemen?" the Foreign Minister smiled, "Are you looking forward to contributing the Democratic Soviet Republic's experiences in peacekeeping to such respected states in peacekeeping like the Vuhifellian Federation and the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg?"

The generals nodded. "More like learning their methods... most of our experience was working with the Amestrians to root out insurgent cells, and we ended up being caught in a political mess when the Amestrians violated international law," said Deputy Defense Minister Malakov.

The generals nodded. "More like learning their methods... most of our experience was working with the Amestrians to root out insurgent cells, and we ended up being caught in a political mess when the Amestrians violated international law," said Deputy Defense Minister Malakov.
"I see," Lin responded. "The Southeast Asian Armed Forces are also planning on introducing another branch to the military, and that would be the Peacekeeping Corps. The reason I'm here is not only to discuss peacekeeping dilemmas, but also to discuss and expand relations with the Grand Duchy of Van Luxemburg and the Vuhifellian Federation."

"And out of curiousity, has the Foreign Ministry of Kahanistan considered establishing diplomatic relations with the Federation and Grand Duchy? Because even if they weren't, it would be wise regardless to form a good impression amongst the delegates of the Grand Duchy and the Federation. After all, who doesn't want friends?"

Malakov shook his head. "I haven't followed the Foreign Ministry closely... I would assume there would be at least a diplomatic exchange, if not an actual exchange of embassies."

Lord Fkurst makes his way into the meeting room. A little frazzly, announces himself breifly to those there

"Beunas Dias Hombres, I am the current chancellor ethnarch of Intracircumcordei, you can all call me lord, lord Fkurst Chancellor Ethnarch, hey you ICCD representative etc.. my short name is Hans, I'm a little unaccustomed to these foreign talks things, but I'm pretty well known within the political circles back home. I'm not sure what I can add to the discussion other then. You can count on ICCD to be where it is needed, and we'll kill everyone who doesn't like that."

The relatively fit man in his late 40's wearing what looks like a toga with pants (mumuish) his hair tied in a pony tail, and wearing sunglasses indoors, minorly outfitted with a "toga" pocket protector with a small palm type computer. "And wearing a backpack which he takes off just before sitting down' He then looks seemingly for where the water glasses are on the table for a second before pulling out a water bottle from his bag, stetches his legs out and starts drinking. (although anyone sitting next to him may notice it isn't water..

[OOC: ICCD, do you have your delegates sitting next to my Foreign Minister?]

(OOC: Yes, it's my own trusty PC again. I'm starting to feel comfortable again.)

The helicopter chopped in low and fast, until it finally halted above the helipad, and descended the last few metrers towards the ground. A Tigre Attack Helicopter passed low over, and vanished towards Diekirch. It had escorted the other helicopter, an NH-90, from several ministries to the airport and back to the Palace. Four men exited the helicopter, talking to one another under the sound of the dying helicopter engines. Several small Yamaha 4x4's awaited, as used by the Palace staff to get around the Palace Park. The vehicles drove away from the helipad, and made their way through the empty asphalted paths to the main entrance of the Palace, where a member of the Palace Staff awaited. While catching up with the rest of the group, he reported how the delegations were doing.

Sir, We almost got everything on our list. Except for the delegation from The Lone Alliance, then.

Yes, I know. Aircraft is late.
Aksel Heggelund replied, while still keeping up with the others.

They seem to be conversating about everything and anything. I haven't been able to make up what they were talking about exactly, but some people have been introducing eachother, and some others have been talking about Peacekeeping.

That's quite logical, I must say.
A young man, leading the group ,replied.

Yes, Sir. Here is the list of rooms. You might want to use them.

Yes, I'll do.

The Grand Duke entered the lounge, with the four others walking behind him. He was clothed in a simple poloshirt with jeans, which quite contrasted with the others in the Al Majlis Lounge. After removing the laptop from under his arm, and setting it up, he linked the laptop to the main sound system, and allowed his microphone to log in onto the Local Network.

Ladies and Gentlemen. I might introduce myself. Grand Duke Koen van Luxemburg. I'll be your host for this weekend.
He was a young man, with brown hair, and blue/grey eyes. He wasn't a person that caught the eye immediately, and rather was an average man, which you could pass by on the street.

I would like to say that the delegation from The Lone Alliance is somewhat late, but it'll have to do. The Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy welcomes you warmly in the Palace, where You'll reside this week. Before I hand out the suites, I would like to give Aksel Heggelund, President of the UPEO, and ambassador from the Van Luxemburgian Grand Duchy, the turn to speak. Oh, before I forget, please approach me with questions about anything Van Luxemburgian.

Aksel Heggelund was the oldest man of the four standing together. He had grey hair, but steelblue eyes, which depicted a strong will. He had been with the Van Luxemburgian Military since his early twenties, and now, at 45 years of age, he was a General in the Van Luxemburgian Army.

Welcome all in our beautiful Nation, Delegates of The Vuhifellian States, Intracircumcordei, Southeast Asia, Kahanistan, Saint Fedski, Groznyj, and, eventually, the Lone Alliance aswell. It is an honour for us to be able to host this Conference. Some of our nations might be Allies, Friends, Friendly, or we might have never met before. But, there is one thing we're all here for: Peace. Peace is the wish that many people do in Miss Elections, for Christmas, New Year, or whenever it is possible. We, ladies and gentlemen, are able to make that wish come true. With peacekeeping forces, we can ensure safety and stability around the world, However, this is not limited only to peacekeeping forces, but we can also prevent war by diplomatic means, or by conferences like these. We are not here to discuss which tanks should roll through the streets of an occupied nation, we should decide what to do when peacekeeping forces are allowed in a nation. Should they be able to open fire? Should they have Police-like powers? These are all possibilities someone here will see after this conference, we hope. Please approach me if you have questions about the UPEO, or about Van Luxemburg. With this said, I hand my microphone over to Philippe Dermont, Minister of Defence.

A 33-year old man took over the microphone, and shortly looked at his public, who was, he hoped, eagerly waiting for his speech. The man put his glasses on, which masked his brown eyes, and shortly moved his hand through his brown hair.

The Van Luxemburgian Military might be an unknown power in this world, it's focus on Peacekeeping is a quite specific approach to the problem called war. The Van Luxemburgians have a special design for peacekeeping duties, which mixes all the best of the Marechaussee, Camouflage and "white" design uniforms. All soldiers have a white helmet, to go with their uniform, and the troops have learned how to operate from secure areas, and gather intelligence, patrol in hostile environments, but they also learn how they should handle traumatised people, how to make contact with citizens, amongst other things. The Civilians are a major part of a peacekeeping operation. They know the region, know where dissidents might be located, etcetera. We hope we can transfer this knowledge to others in this coference. Please contact me with questions about the Van Luxemburgian Military System.

He took a few steps back, and a 39-year old man, named Jens Blom, stepped forward. His hairline was already retreating, but the man, with his blue eyes and blond hair didn't seem to have any problems with it.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will play a major role in this conference...
The other two, Dermont and Heggelund, laughed out loud, before the Grand Duke coughed twice, and the two, with some muttering, stopped laughing.

I am the person to come to in case of need. Trade agreements, embassy exchanges, all. I will also depict the major role Diplomacy plays in Peacekeeping...

Blom looked sideways to Heggelund and Dermont, before he continued.

Over the Military enforcement of Peace.

He said it with a somewhat revengeful laughter on his face. Dermont and Heggelund could do nothing else than nod.

However, that is not the part of this welcoming. We would like to ask you to follow instructions of the personnel, and do not hesitate to make any requests towards them. They are specialised in this work. They have had special trainings. They know what demands are. After the Grand Duke has handed you the key to your room, there is space for relaxation. Feel free to roam around the Palace. We will be walking around, to relax aswell, but feel free to ask us any question you have.

Blom turned off his microphone, and the Grand Duke took the lead again.

I will now start with the rooms. Every delegate member will have his own room. The keys will be offered to you by my aide at the door there. No need to stand up, he will deliver them to you.

He paused for a second, before carrying on.

Well. The first delegation. The Vuhifellian States. Mister Stevan Daniels, Palace Suite no.16. Ms. Sherry Valburg, Khaleej Suite no. 1, Mr. Uhn Iyuna, Khaleej Suite no.2

The second delegation, Intracircumcordei. Mr. Hans Fhkurst, Palace Suite no. 15

The Third delegation, Southeast Asia. Mr. Joshua Lin Cheuk Kit, Palace Suite no. 14

The Fourth delegation, Kahanistan. General Iosif N. Malakov, Palace Suite no. 13. Major General Abdul Aziz Kantari, Khaleej Suite no. 3

The Fifth Delegation, Saint Fedski. Mr. Edward Teach, Palace Suite no. 12
Mr. Sahdka Misoui (OOC: I suppose Sahdka is a he?) Khaleej Suite no. 4
Mr. Denson MacDonald, Khaleej Suite no. 5

The Sixth Delegation, Groznyj. President Ramzan Urmev, Palace Suite no. 11

The Seventh and last delegation, yet to arrive, The Lone Alliance. President, Palace Suite no. 10, and the Prime Minister will be handed out Khaleej Suite no. 6

We have already transported your goods to the appropriate rooms. We ask you to be careful with the expensive interior. The rest of the day, we have planned in some relaxation at the Palace. you are welcome anywhere, except for the restricted areas, hence the name restricted. That was all. I migtht see you today, or else it'll be tomorrow. Have fun the rest of the day, you are allowed to eat at one of the different cuisines, we have enough space for that.

The Grand Duke folded his laptop in again, and put it down on a table standing next to him, from where he picked up another item.

Before I get complaints, with your key, we have included a small Touchscreen monitor. This contains the Palace map, and also the rest of Van Luxemburg. Every room has some info added to it. I will now go and have a soda at the Cascades, near the pool.
The Grand Duke left his laptop behind, and walked out, followed by his two ministers. Aksel Heggelund took the stairs to the Palace Suites, where he opened the door to number 9, which was his. He quickly dropped his luggage off, and then continued to the Cascades, where he would join the rest of the group. He had decided to go for a round of golf later on the day, but for now, he would be with the rest at the Cascades.

-Luxembourg-Findel Intl. Airport
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They knew they were late, so as soon as they had landed both Verta and Terof had ran to the drivers that had been waiting for them. They both were quickly sped to the meeting.

The Saint Fedskian delegation arrived just in time for the Grand Duke's opening remarks, they quickly gathered at a table nearer the back of the room. Accompanying the three representatives were four members of the External Security Force.

Dressed in scarlet red suits, black shoes and black uniform caps. A gold badge of a moose head above two solid golden lines with the words 'Commonwealth of' engraved on the top line and 'Saint Fedski' on the bottom lime, completed the standard uniform. Concealed in holsters around their waists were their personal sidearms. Unlike their counterparts in the Internal Security Force, the ESF was free to cuztomize their personal weapons and free to choose their attire for informal or casual assignments.

"Let's head to the rooms" Edward Teach grumbled in low low gruff voice.

The three men representing the Government of Saint Fedski quickly proceeded to their rooms, followed by their armed entourage.

"Sir, what is the plan for the evening?" The head of security asked Teach.

"Well we need dinner...so want to head to one of the dining areas?"

"Sure why not." Sahdka chipped in.

"Sounds good to us" The other guards added.

"What about you Denson?" Teach asked.

"Yeah sure what the hell. I am hungry. Which of those areas seems to be rather, private, Ed?"

"Well this one here does. It looks to be a fair distance away from anything else and the other groups."

"Let's go."

"Alright. Colonel, we're going here, you're welcome to join us."

"Thank you Sir. I think we well." The guard replied to Edward's invitation.

The group set off.

Hm, thought Lin, I'd expected the Grand Duke to be dressed in more....ceremonial items, but one cannot judge from appearance, can one? Those were his opinions with regards to his first impression on the Van Luxemburger Head-of-State.

As soon as the rooms had been announced, he nodded as the Grand Duke left as a way of saying 'thank you', and then, escorted by his aides, left the room. They would be having some plans with the other delegations indeed.

The three VPU guards waited outside. Less for security reasons than to not disturb the guests with their uniforms. Sherry and Uhn were pleased to hear that they would be getting rooms, while Stevan was wondering about what topics would be discussed, and what would be the outcomes of discussions between the nations, but he was not free anymore to decide and negotiate the economic policy of the Federation. That would be Sherry and Uhn's job now, he was just there to make the Federation look nicer, after all, those two had no emotions at all.

The room was filled with unfamiliar faces, powerful men and women whom Ramzan had not the oppurtunity to be aquanted with. This was that oppurtunity. He made his way toward one of them while everyone was getting up to leave the auditoreum. He offered his hand and greeted the individual with an old smile and a gesture of friendliness.

"Hello, I am President Ramzan Urmev of the Republic of Groznyj" he said hand held out.

A few meters behind two of the security detail, Major Kreig Zimmerman, and Colonel Stark Richards spoke to each other about how much they admired the automobiles in the motercade.

After the meeting Hans Fkurst was feeling a little tenderized from the interesting speach. He handed off his package to the aide to give to the Grand Duke, included in which was a note stating that the Grand Duke could ask any question to the contact or the C.E. Fkurst while he was there. He also asked if a Dian "business" card be handed to the representatives who came for the event. He also sought to order a bottle of Dian Wine sent to each member alliance via courier to the respective governments as an alliance gift, and an attempt to each delegate as a souvenier from the Dian Folk.

"It isn't necisary to see the Grand Duke personally, you can invite him to meet with me though, if he would like to. Just to confirm there is no conspiracy in your government or information slippage for very important details that I can only reply to in person etc.. not that there is necisarily anything particular; however if there was."

After some of the delegates parted from the room Hans chirped in
"White is colder in hot enviroments too, that is always an advantage when you are standing around waiting for something to go wrong where you'd need to put on the camoflauge and kick some &#$%!"

"Oh just for future," he tells the aid quitely, "the proper address is Lord Fkurst not Mr."

"These touchscreen monitors look nifty," he asks the/an aide, " is there a tourist center anywhere as I'm sort of interested in taking in a bit of the country."

-Enroute-
While they were traveling to the meeting. Verta and Terof discussed their goals and opininons. "This is our chance to come out of our isolation since the war, this is the first meeting we've been to in awhile." Verta said. "Saint Fedski and Kahanistan are to be there..." Terof said. "The same people in which those terrorists made a fool of us in front of?" "That was a long time ago, we have to show the world that just because we got attacked we won't fade into isolation forever, the people are afraid of the outside world, if we can suceed in this meeting perhaps those in our homeland will feel stronger, and they are what matter." Verta finished as the ride concluded at the Palace.

[OOC: VL, do you have any descriptions to as how the rooms look like?]

They will all be delivered, Lord. The Aide answered Hans.

If you have any questions to the Grand Duke personally, he will be at the Cascades if you have any questions. And, I'm sorry, Sir, but the planning is that visiting the rest of the country will be on the last day of the Conference. Or, if you prefer to stay any longer, that would be possible. There's a Tourist information office in Luxembourg, but, you're here with the leaders of the nation. They presumably know something of this country, isn't it?

The Aide awaited Hans' answer, while ensuring that his personnel delivered the requested items.

Luxembourg

While The Conference was off to a start, the life was slowly continued in Luxembourg after the Delegates' quick transition from Airport to Palace. For the first time in 16 years, fighters patrolled the skies, and security was tightened.

Operating from Büchel and Mendig AFB, two F-4F Phantom II fighter jets slowly turned towards the Palace, their Air-to-Air Missiles ready to fire. The F-4F Phantom jets had been the only ones that were ready for deployment, since all flight acivities on Köln-Bonn AFB had been halted for the Rafales stationed there. The techncicians had encountered a fault in the Aircraft's computersw, causing it to immediately engage it's afterburners when throttling up, while this should be handled by a separate button. The F-4F's from Mendig and Büchel were now used, awaiting the arrival from two DAS.2 Spectre's from Florennes AFB in the Ardennes. The F-4F's were piloted by the National Reserve, the recently renamed units from the Van Luxemburgian Civil Defence Forces.

Meanwhile, on the ground, Marechaussees waved traffic through on all major roads around Luxembourg, which had been blocked off for the arrival of the delegations. Now, the cars freely flowed through the veins of Luxembourg, while Marechaussee members carefully watched the traffic. Several Mowag Eagle IV 4x4's patrolled the roads around the Palace, it's remote-controlled Machinegun skimming the horizon. Meanwhile, helicopters awaited at Luxembourg-Findel, their inscriptions "Police" glancing in the sunlight. Counterterrorism operatives walked around near the helicopters, ready to take action the moment they got orders. Helicopters also awaited at Castle Vianden and Castle Bourscheid, One being the home of the IVD Intelligence Service, the other the HQ of Van Luxemburg's Special Forces. At the road to the Palace several Mercedes-benz vans awaited, while men with rubber truncheons and shields awaited next to it, mainly drinking water due to the high temperatures. They were the ME, the Police's Counter-riot department. The Police had accounted for a few protestants, but at this time, everything was calm, and the ME had nothing to do.

For the rest, it was a very normal day. People returned from their work at 5 o'clock, and school children relaxed at the swimming pools after school was out. One would almost forget there was an important conference was going on....

"Yes of course thankyou," Hans answered, "

Perhaps I will get an oppourunty to speak with him at the Cascades. Sure I can wait till the last day.

Well I'm here to represent ICCD in the talks, I'm pretty much the highest ranking privy councillor in the Empire outside the former emperor's council.

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later in the day

Hans sort of felt like he was at home with the increased military presence, he'd always imagined GD of Luxemburg to be more of a cheese and mountains type place.

The Cascades

Well, maybe it's a good thing we have given them the rest of the day off. It gives us the opportunity to evaluate what happened so far.

Aksel Heggelund slowly lit his cigar, after having made his remark.

True. Philippe Dermont said, while sipping from his cocktail.
I guess the arrivals were all smooth? He asked.

Yes, quite. Only one The Lona Alliance was late, but they've arrived now, according to my info. I made sure the drivers were all from Vianden, so I now have quite a good image of the people in the back.

The Grand Duke grinned, before taking an apple from the plate in front of him and eating out a part of it, before turning to Heggelund.

What did they conclude?

All the delegates seemed quite professional, so they had a hard time, but we can give some estimates of the personalities of some of the delegates. The only one we left out of this is Ex-President Daniels, since you've met him before, several times.

His two aides, or whatever they are, are not very warm and friendly persons. Our driver even said he got the chills of the two. And, knowing the IVD, that's rare. Beyond that, they don't seem very interested in what they are doing, a thing which I also saw.

The Grand Duke nodded, while Jens Blom spoke for the first time.

The other reasonably known person is Lin. How was he?

It was hard to get something out of him, but he seems to be a careful person, not the one to go gambling or so. His driver thought he wasn't charmed of the driving style we adapted, expecially the speed. It was hard to get an expression to clearly show off him, but during the acceleration he could clearly see Lin didn't expect these speeds. Keep that in mind, will you? Lower speeds and more security next time.

Then we got the Kahanistanian Generals, isn't it?
Philippe Dermont mumbled after taking another sip from his drink.

Yes. Skilled men, like all delegates, we presume, but the driver thought it was strange they sent two Generals. I didn't think so, but still. The Driver apparently expected Diplomatic personnel, instead of Military, but anyways. I haven't got any other remarks on them. For Saint Fedski, one seems to be in charge, as always, ofcourse, but he seems to actually head everything in the right direction. On Groznyj, the two military members seemed to be interested in the cars, and the President was eager to meet someone. I can't say anything about The Lone Alliance, since they only just arrived.

Just as Heggelund's report ended, one of the local phones rang, and the Heggelund answered. After several "Yes" and "No"'s, he laid down the phone again, and turned to the group of waiting men.

There seem to be some protests outside the gate, gentlemen. Ironically enough, pacifists.

N11, Outside the Palace

Policiers from the ME stood closely linked together, leaning on their shields, waiting for the moment they would need them. two officers had took up positions on one of the vans, equipped with a water cannon. One was ready to coordinate fire if needed, and the other operated the cannon. On the other side of the line of officers, a group of around 50 protestants blocked off the road, while shouting at the riot police standing in front of them.

No Invasions to Give Peace! one shouted, while another sign read "Peace doesn't need wars!". Other signs read "Help me! I'm liberated!", "Peace Operations only endanger Peace". The Police didn't seem to be to interested. Extra police had arrived, and officers calmly leaned on the doors of their vehicles, while observing the crowd. So far, nothing happened. Police awaited until the protestants started, protestants waited until the Police started. Both were waiting for eachother, and couldn't care less that it was all calm.

Attention! This is the Police! Could you please remove yourselves from the road, you are blocking traffic. I repeat...

The protestants quickly stepped backwards, onto the trottoir, and continued their peaceful protest. Traffic started moving again, still slow due to the amount of onlookers at the Palace gate, where the group of protestants awaited. The riot police soon saw that there was nothing to be afraid of, and decreased the amount of officers standing at the gate by returning half of all policiers to their vehicles.

*Self-Immolation Plan Cancelled*

Out of the three major news giants of the Federation, the West Coast News. Northern Region News. And Osean Broadcasting Corporation. Only the OBC was fulling covering the events of the conference. The other two networks were covering more domestic matters - Okchabursk to expand to take on two-hundred more prisoners; a resolution passed by the Federational Congress to restore Golden Skies City; and the building tensions between the VA and the refugees in Daijima.

Outside Kaleej Suits 1 & 2

Sherry and Uhn and both brought with them several high-tech devices, where they could run their respective offices back in New Hivez, and still conduct business here in Van Luxemburg. Luckily, or unluckily, for Sherry, she was a mobile subscriber to the OBC.

'Jason Wu here, the OBC correspondant to Van Luxemburg. As, you can see behind me---' he paused for a moment, before straightening his light green jacket. 'there is a protest against the UPEO Conference here in Van Luxemburg's capital city. The protestors angry against the UPEO. UPEO officials in Oured have not yet provided any response to the situation...'

Sherry sighed, before she closed the OBC panel on her PDA, she approved and signed several contracts by Ouroboros to dispose of and destroy several Foxtechan military facilities. Before turning to Uhn.

"Can you believe this? Four years and we're only now starting to destroy old Foxtechan stuff."

"No. I can't." he said plainly.

"That and, look at this. Protestors. I'm amazed this country doesn't have Protest Police. Ah. At least this military presence keeps me calm."

"Mmmn."

Palace Suite 16

Stevan sighed loudly and collapsed down onto the mattress. This was exactly what he fought against in his presidency, the expansion of the military. He glanced outside: roadblocks, patrols, cameras, riot police. Where was the trust in the people? Oh well. As soon as this conference was over, he would just settle back down in the Mund Valley and become a grandfather, until then, he had to try his best to sway the deals in this conference in the favor of idealism.

*Self-immolation Plan Cancelled*

-Palace-
"Sorry we're late," Verta said.
"Yes we had some problems with our flight." Terof said, looking out the window at the protesters. "Pity of the situation outside, it does put a damper on things." "Terof..." Verta muttered waving him back over, "We apologize if our tardyness has caused any trouble, we're not sure what we're supposed to do now, are we supposed to go to some rooms, is there a weapons search or something?"

The receptionist calmly answered their question, before handing over the keys and the floor plans, which had been left there for the delegation.

No, there's no weapon search, Sir. The rest of the day can be spent freely on the Palace Grounds.

(OOC: In case people might've missed it, the Palace is similar to the Emirates Palace, you can find info on where to go on their site: www.emiratespalace.com
I hope this helps in the visualisation of the Palace, and that there's a bit more understanding in the way the Palace is built up.)

"Thank you." Verta said taking the keys and leaving for the rooms, Terof following.

The two generals got ready for the meeting. While the Deputy Defense Minister rested in his quarters, awaiting the beginning of the alliance discussions, General Kantari mingled with the crowd.

Spotting one of the Vuhifellian delegates, the general walked up to the diplomat. "As-salaam alaikum,"* said Kantari, greeting the Vuhifellian in Arabic.

*"Hello," lit. "Peace be upon you."

"Nandaio?" Uhn was confused, before he saw a hand raised in front of him.

Speaking in Arabic to the General, Sherry nudged Uhn out of the way. "I'm sorry, he doesn't understand Arabic. I do, and---" she outstretched her hand for a handshake, "pleasure to meet you."

The general switched to English. "Likewise..." He took the delegate's hand firmly. "I was interested in the politics that led you here. As you may have heard, I and my delegation are here to improve our peacekeeping doctrines. And you?"

(OOC: Since I got nothing to do at the moment, since nobody approached me, and i'm still the host of this conference, I will submit various stories that have something to do with the Conference. I will let the night move in soon enough.)

2000 feet above the Palace.

The two DAS. 2 Spectres closed in on their older brothers, The F-4F Phantom II's that had been patrolling the skies above Luxembourg until then. The two highly advanced Isselmere-Nielander jetfighters dropped down from 2100 feet, and ended up next to the two F-4's, which pilots shortly saluted their colleagues from the cockpit of their aircraft. The Spectre pilots greeted back by showing their hand, and communicating to the pilots of the F-4's that they should bank to leave the area. The Phantom's quickly pulled up, and turned around, quickly engaging their afterburners and vanishing in the distance. At that moment, the first communication between the other fighters took place.

That wasn't bad, but I have to say, not smart. It was a no-go to use afterburners without the need for it in our mission briefing.

The pilot of the other jet replied, while checking several settings on his aircraft.

True. They seem nice guys, however. Sad they're on another base. By the way, we should report ourselves to the LUX tower.

Roger that, switching now.

The Pilot quickly pulled a switch and entered the frequency of the Luxembourg-Findel Intl. Airport, where Air Traffic Controllers awaited their report.

Attention LUX, this is Patrol 892 on a Combat Air Patrol from EBFS. Weaponry is live-fire, and armed. Please report back, LUX.

Van Luxemburgian Luchtmacht Patrol 892, This is LUX tower. Acknowledged. Please mind traffic 5 o'clock, Van Luxemburgian Luchtmacht E-3 AWACS, codename EP671.

We have the aircraft in sight, contact established. Patrol 892 out.

The two aircraft made a hard bank, and performed a 180-degree turn, before turning back once again and climbed to eventually end up next to the E-3 noted as EP671 on their radar screens. After having greeted the pilots of the large aircraft, the jets synchronized their radar with eachother, and then returned back to their own CAP, flying in formation.

Harry, you saw the news lately?

Well, it depends, Willy. I have seen some news reports.

You saw the section about MILEX? It's possible our wing will have to represent Florennes. Rumours, just Rumours.

Sounds good. Real trainings are always better than a simulation. I ain't saying Florennes' trainings are bad, however.

Not at all, but I have been looking forward to such a large exercise lately. Firing a missile always feels best when it's a MILES missile.

Yes, it could well be our only chance to see some war. My guess is our aircraft won't be sent away to soon. Our unit is mostly there for protecting the Capital, together with Köln-Bonn's Rafales. But I'm optimistic about this training.

Yes, Me too. Hey, you see that countryhouse down there?

The pilots looked down, and saw a countryhouse laying beneath the clouds, seemingly in a perfect shape.

I see it. Your house, I presume?

Yes, I always promised I would show it to you. Here you go. Heh, Maybe I would be able to pull off a nice stunt down there.

Don't even think of it. You remember what happened to a Dutch pilot trying to do the same?

No.

He crashed on his own house, killing himself and his family. Now, that is a tragedy.

I see.

The radio was silent for a moment, but then it started to live again.

I'm low on fuel. Time to get some goods at Florennes. You already called up Marc and Peter for the next Patrol? They should be somewhere near, i suppose.

They were approaching Luxembourg from Paris when I last checked. They had almost completed their visit to Paris when I requested them, they said.

The other pilot laughed.

Typically Marc and Peter. Go out on sightseeing while they should be on guard. Well, I got to bank now, it's still 164 km of flying.

The two aircraft banked away, towards their destination.

"We're here as...insurance. The Party doesn't want a Democrat to represent the Federation. As for your peacekeeping initiatives, have you considered a permanent, binding Peacekeeping Doctrine?"

The two VPU guards behind them both walked away, taking off their full-head helmets before leaving the hallway, both of them started chatting about a recent anti-drug operation they had just taken a part of.

The general nodded. "The one I submitted to the Supreme Soviet is one that expressly forbids harm to prisoners of war and civilians. They are enthusiastic about it, but we will need to retrain the peacekeepers who were corrupted by associating with people who shot prisoners upon capture. A training scenario including the handling of prisoners will probably help immensely, and of course there will be combat scenarios, if I read correctly. That would be best held immediately before any prisoner scenario, soldiers are more likely to shoot prisoners right after a battle."

"That wasn't a proud time for your nation wasn't it." Verta said addressing the Kahanistan general. He had himself returned to mingle and he wanted to get some opinions from the Kahanistans. "Horrible thing, but we ourselves can't really blame you for it, blame can never undo what was done." Verta said walking towards the group. "All we can really do, and why we're here is to make sure it doesn't happen to anyone else." "It is important for a good future peacekeeping plan to not fall for both dangerous orders and fear, and that one reason why we're here." He said to both groups.

The general nodded. Speaking out when the crimes were being carried out had resulted in him being shipped off to Kraven for the duration.

"The people of Kahanistan would agree with you. They were outraged when it went public, they blamed the Amestrian people for it... and angry mobs murdered thousands of them in the streets. (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/2006_Kahanistan_riots) That wasn't a proud time for our nation, either."

[OOC: Argh! RL issues people. Can you guys hold up a little bit? I've had some keyboard issues, and some Internet issues involving a possible virus or a supply error, I can connect to the Internet, but not see any websites. I've had to use a different computer (I'm at my flats' Internet cafe, my apartmental district also doubles as a hotel), and one day, I was typing up my response to bring along Malakov to Duke Koen van Luxemburg, POW! Jolt ate my post as I was typing it in the very same Internet cafe. That redraft is gone, just like Saint Fedski's car. Can you guys hold up a little?]

(OOC: I can wait, since I've got enough to do atm. I'll however sometimes try to portrait issues/stories around the Palace, but that won't affect you too much.)

(OOC: I can wait, since I've got enough to do atm. I'll however sometimes try to portrait issues/stories around the Palace, but that won't affect you too much.)
[OOC: Thanks VL. And as my preceding post on this thread mentioned Saint Fedski and his car, some folks may be wondering what happened to him...as I have limited time thanks to the limited hours of the Internet cafe at my residential locale and the fact my home PC cannot function thanks to its busted keyboard and mysterious error that returns frequently to my PC and everyone else in my household, do this: if you have MSN, talk to VL via that IM program, and spread the word on there via that form of communication.]

The Palace Suite provided by the host of the UPEO conference in Van Luxemburg, Grand Duke Koen van Luxemburg, was an excellent room indeed. Lin had been impressed by the Palace Suite provided, along with the rest of the Grand Ducal-Palace. A private palace within a palace indeed. thought the Southeast Asian Foreign Minister to himself. The bodyguards of his would have also thought that deep inside themselves. But of course, one could not be so foolish to assume that the IVD Department were honst, so they immediately scanned the room for bugs. After that, one pair of guards took post outside, letting in only the Van Luxemburgers that delivered Lin's baggage (and theirs).

Two guards would stay inside and be relaxing, but their eyes remained peeled like that of eagles in case of trouble. Lin would be having a shower. Why? For one thing, a long flight to a faraway country like the Grand Duchy was exhausting. Two, he wanted to meet the Grand Duke. Why? For good impressions and as such. When Lin had exited the shower-room, he had discarded his black-suit-and-tie for a sleeker black, newer tuxedo with a red bowtie.

Then, he took the two guards that were off duty, then put them back on duty. The outside guards were sent inside. Then Lin remembered something: Malakov. He wanted to talk with him. After getting outside, he asked the new set of guards to await orders in his native Bahasa Melayu (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malay_language), and knocked on the neighboring room's door of the Palace Suite that was Deputy Defense Minister General Iosif N. Malakov's.

Switching back to English, he knocked on the door. "Hello General Malakov, apologies for the interruption, but I wish to have a word with you on your role here in Van Luxemburg for the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization, among other things. This is His Excellency Joshua Lin Cheuk Kitt speaking. Would you mind to have a little conversation, please?"

[OOC: Argh, not as detailed as I would have wanted to be....bloody Jolt issues and home ICT problems. Fortunately, I found sufficient time for this post thanks to my school schedule....]

[OOC: Sorry about the extreme lateness, Kahan. I have appointments to make, paperwork to fill out, and lots of bicycle trips to take before I can work out my RL situation: e.g. school transfer.]

"A-ha, I see. Our two countries are alike I see? During the last war, one of our eastern cities voiced it support and sympathy for our enemy. We firebombed it to devastation; most of the cities we firebombed during the War, we never cleaned up, so although the war is over, it still looks lke a warzone..."

Malakov got up and unlocked the door. "Come in, Mr. Lin."

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Kantari shook his head. "Kahanistan would never do that. We don't believe in deliberate infliction of civilian casualties." While some soldiers might shoot prisoners if they felt they would get away with it or were cowed into it, there was no covering up the firebombing of a large city.

The general tried to conceal the outrage he felt at this revelation. "Was there something more to it than merely people speaking in favor of the enemy? We have anti-war protests in Kahanistan, and some of the demonstrators openly state support for the enemy."

Malakov got up and unlocked the door. "Come in, Mr. Lin."
[OOC: Kahanistan, just for the record, TVS is a liberal democracy....]

The Southeast Asian Foreign Minister entered the room, but just before indicating his bodyguards to await outside for a few minutes or so. "It is good to see you, General Malakov." Lin smiled, out reaching his hand to the Kahanistani representative.

"What are your thoughts on Van Luxemburg so far in-general, and on the other delegations, especially including the delegation of the Vuhifellian Federation, who was at one point that nation's President?"

"Actually, yes. Quite a few of our cities were home to large numbers of a certain ethnic group, an ethnic group that was waging war against us...so, the cities which wouldn't give up their populations for inspection, or the cities which wouldn't allow our death squads to move in...we firebombed." She knew she was devulging too much information about the War. But that didn't matter now.

"It was a part of our Security Doctrine back then, but I assure you, we didn't devastate that many cities, there were only - including the fifteen cities that were nuked during the Civil War - I would say, nineteen cities were destroyed." She said the facts plainly, she was still in college when twelve western cities were nuked, and those were on the west coast. It wasn't as if any of the firebombings or nukings actually affected the important East Island cities...

Uhn, however, was somewhat disturbed by Sherry's insensitivity towards the War. His brown eyes and black hair were really colored contact lenses and hair dye. Not only was he a member of the Greykan tribe (the ethnic group targeted for genocide during the War), but he was a survivor of the firebombing of Hoffnung.

General Kantari frowned. Four cities, just destroyed for standing up against ethnic prejudice. "Back then... so it is not your security doctrine now? I assume your nation has seen the errors of its ways and the ethnic conflicts have ended."

His own nation had once had a great deal of hostility to Arabs like himself, but that was long before he was born. The Soviet Republic was now a liberal, democratic, and multi-ethnic state. "What is your nation like today?" He was not very familiar with the situation, but he wanted to get information about the Vuhifellian States, and find out if they were suitable candidates for allies.

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"I was certain there was more than one Vuhifellian delegate, I am not familiar with their nation. Which one was their president?"

"My own views on the Van Luxemburg leadership... they are dedicated to the advancement of human rights and minimizing the horrors of war."

"Yeah. The firebombings and most of the nukings occured one hundred years ago (OOC: I follow a different calender), so it's just a bad part of our history now." she paused, trying to find a proper way to glorify the figure she was about to speak about. It was a long pause.

"Our nation's greatest National Hero, Michael Daniels, ended the firebombings, and ended the communist rebellion. His child, grandchild, great-grandchild, great-great-grandchild, and great-great-great grandchild have all been President's. In our country, if you're related to the Supreme Protector, Michael Daniels, if you run for any public office, you're automatically appointed. But since Alicia Daniels - Supreme Protector's great-great-great grandchild - has yet to bear an heir to the Daniels family, we won't have another Daniels in office for another 30 years."

"I was certain there was more than one Vuhifellian delegate, I am not familiar with their nation. Which one was their president?"

"My own views on the Van Luxemburg leadership... they are dedicated to the advancement of human rights and minimizing the horrors of war."
"Correction, it's former President. And I believe that it was one Steven Daniels." Lin responded politely. "If my memory serves me right, I believe that he is directly related to an influential Vuhifellian political family.....a family of most honorable statesmen, I believe."

"And in speaking of the Van Luxemburger leadership.....I was on my way to the Cascades, where the Sovereign of this land (Grand Duke Koen van Luxemburg), is at the moment. Would you care to come along? Southeast Asia is interested in the Universal Peace Enforcement Organization not only for the peacekeeping duties and the upcoming MILEX annual series of events, but the economic and political benefits that come from an international organization/alliance such as the UPEO. Is that the other reason why the Soviet Republic is here? Is Kahanistan interested in a bicameral alliance pact with the Grand Duchy and the Federation, along with the Grand Duchy's and Federation's other allies?"

The Deputy Defense Minister shook his head. "It's too soon to consider an alliance. We are simply interested in improving our military. We have to learn to fight on our own, with the kinds of enemies we have, few will ally with us."

"Then again, nobody has ruled out an alliance in the future. If our ideologies prove compatible, I am sure the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will suggest one."

Could someone respond to my representative? He's still introducing himself to someone immediately after the conference. Also, I'm sorry for the inconvenience but from now on I'm rping having my Secretary of State (Ibrahim Karachay) at the conference. Urmev never came just the Sec. of State. Thanks.

The Foreign Minister noted the Kahanistani General's comment by nodding at him. "I see. But would you care to come along to meet Grand Duke Koen van Luxenburg with me? This can help improve Kahanistan's chances for UPEO membership and help Kahanistan overall."

[OOC: TVS, TG response please!]

The general shook his head. "UPEO membership is not a concern at this point in time. We are interested solely in improving the ability of our soldiers to conduct peacekeeping missions. Besides, this is a matter for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, not the Ministry of Defense."

"I can understand that....but why only send military officials like yourself and Kantari if this were solely a military affair? Most nations would send diplomatic personnel, and sometimes, both military and diplomatic personnel....after all, the UPEO is so far only hammering out the goals and treaty rules so far. Absolutely sure that you do not want to meet Grand Duke van Luxemburg? It doesn't hurt to mingle around with the host."

"It's because it is a military affair that we only sent military officials," said General Malakov. "The goals and treaty rules do not concern us inasmuch as we have little to no interest in joining the UPEO at this time. General Kantari seems to feel differently, he believes that we need to ally with more states that respect human rights to improve our diplomatic position, I only see a need for an alliance if they can provide defense for our nation if ours are overwhelmed. We would also be defending them if they are attacked, so understandably we need to know who their enemies are and their relations with us before we sign any new alliances."

"In speaking of Van Luxemburger nation-state's enemies, allies and friends, and nations that it has unfriendly relations with. I can tell you those given the fact that Southeast Asia is quite friendly with a few of them. In fact, we are glad that the Democratic Soviet Republic has chosen to come to this place.....this can give more cause for expanded relations with Southeast Asia and Kahanistan, provided that the Democratic Soviet Republic has plans to assist them in their internal conflicts and foreign conflicts and have a strong bond with the Grand Duchy and her allies."

Could someone respond to my representative? He's still introducing himself to someone immediately after the conference. Also, I'm sorry for the inconvenience but from now on I'm rping having my Secretary of State (Ibrahim Karachay) at the conference. Urmev never came just the Sec. of State. Thanks.
[OOC: Well, I would love to, but my Foreign Minister is elsewhere and in a conversation with General Malakov of Kahanistan. Why don't you have your Secretary of State walk up to this bunch join the conversation about the Vuhifellian Federation's history (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11776383&postcount=88)?]

After Hans took to the head and found out that the grounds were open, he attempted to make a few calls, while sitting on a plush comforter.

"Laila it's alright i'll be here for a little longer, things are holding together."

"Nah I'm fresh out, I geuss it is a good sign they sent me here, it can only mean good things. of course the lack of any gaurd has me a little confused, normally I have 10 or more people assigned to my security office, here NONE.. and there are protests just outside the compounds."

"No I'm not worried at all the emails I received from the dromes office show nothing to be worried about here, afterall who has anything against the empire?"

"true, laila i love you.. I'll be back soon. Oh, and remember to empty the composter, it'll fill up if you don't and start to stink, choi."
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Hans laid back for a second.. bleh. Man, how am i suppose to keep myself occupied if I'm stuck to the building, atleast I can order take out back home..: hans thinks to himself.

after another quick run to the head to put some water on his face and freshen up he changes out of his travel toga, and into another, nice long and dual layered soft toga with a thin sagnum, interwieved with golden thread.

he then started walking looking for a garden or something of the sort. along with his golden bong.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Bong_glas.jpg

for his evening heistas ceremony. inside were placed sacred herbs that raised awareness, overtime GMO processes were done to remove as many of the "side effects" as posible, thus stimulating alphawave, betawave and dopamine and sertonin intakes, and leaving the breath to smell like mint, and the air as well. Off he went, taking in the beautiful building, wondering why they built it above ground.

"Why are your leaders so interested in our relations with the Grand Duchy?" asked the older general. "We are interested in finding allies, but we don't want to jump into an alliance without knowing all the details. We tried that with Allanea, and then Xirnium withdraws from the Adamantine Pact in response, and a diplomatic row starts with the St. Fedskian government."

"If I haven't given you information on our plans regarding the Grand Duchy, we simply do not have any. If they are interested in an alliance and we go to war together, that would be good for relations, but again, what is your interest in our relations?"

"We do not generally intervene in internal conflicts unless one party is committing human rights violations. With foreign conflicts, we will usually protect our allies in some way or another."

"My nation's interest in Kahanistani-Van Luxemburger relations is purely for strategic assets. Currently, Southeast Asia does not have any diplomatic personnel in the Democratic Soviet Republic. The entire reason why we had sent our Minister of Defense to Najaster was due to the fact that we have a dislike for the Coalition Against Democracy. However, Southeast Asia doesn't want to get too much time in the RADAR screen of the CAD alliance. Also, your nation's current President stated once before that there were issues within the government about the Woodstock Pact and Kahanistanian membership.....we took advantage of those actions and reaped the Soviet Republic fruit that it wanted.....in the form of the Royal Shipyards."

"Kahanistanian-Isselmere-Nielander relations aren't as strong as the United Kingdom's ties with the Incorporated States, but at least there is potential for growth to that status thanks to the Democratic Soviet Republic's similar beliefs with the United Kingdom."

"Now, with regards to the full picture....you do not need to worry. Luxembourg (the Van Luxemburger capital) and New Hivez (capital of the Vuhifellian Federation) are nowhere near the likes of Liberty-City. As we have helped Kahanistan before, I do hope you trust our judgment. Also, it would be beneficial for the Kahanistani economy along with the military....the UPEO seems to be more of a benefactor for the two of our states for the long-term."

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11776383&postcount=88

Walking up to the group Ibrahim introduced himself with a business-like smile accross his face,
"Hello! it's a pleasure to meet you fine fellows, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, oh what am I thinking, I'm Ibrahim Karachay, Secretary of State of the Republic of Groznyj. And you?"

The Kahanistanian General extended his hand to Karachay. He was a shortish man, about 5'7", thickly bearded, roughly average weight and in his late 40's. "Major General Abdul Aziz Kantari. I represent the Kahanistanian government here until the military exercises begin. Until then, I'm here to discuss peacekeeping, but I'll be commanding one of the MILEX divisions. Perhaps we will meet in battle?"

The general smiled. Despite his appearance, he was a formidable opponent on the battlefield, having experienced battle with Kraven. He waited for the Groznian's reply.

Karachay shook the general's hand and spoke in reply:
"It would have been an honor for Groznian forces to serve along side your experienced troops, but for reasons I haven't been informed of we will not be participating but perhaps observing in some way." he added, "I've heard alot about your nation and its military; middle-eastern am I correct?"

Prior to being nominated and accepted to office, Ibrahim Karachay served as CEO for Isilim Miltary Industries (named for Groznyj's largest industrial center) and after that as mayor of Port Kanti, the largest city and most important port in Groznyj; the job was regarded with equal respect as that of sub-province governors. However in contrast to his impressive resume, Ibrahim was a very plain, unimposing looking man of Georgian ethnicity, clean shaven and standing at 5'11", all hiding the fact that he was on of the most powerful figures in his country. It was often his personality and business-sense that won him respect from those he had dealings with.

Kantari nodded. "Near the Mediterranean Sea. What have you heard about our military?"

The Kahanistanian general was eager to know what the reputation of his forces was like in other nations. "You may get to see it in action, if you are one of the observing nations."

"Well actually there have been a multitude of new reports of the prowess and such of Kahanistanian forces. In addition to that it appears to me that whenever I here your country's name on the news it is almost always accompanied by that of the Kraven Corporation. It's my understanding that you two have quite an intense rivalry. By the way my sympathies for your loss of the Chuck Norris."

Kantari smiled. "One could say that. We have been hostile ever since their invasion of Xirnium (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Invasion_of_Xirnium). Even their alliance with AMF did not end our hostility toward them. But the prowess of our forces, I must say, are exaggerated, though after the last war we did improve our military technology."

At the mention of the RKS Chuck Norris (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Chuck_Norris_class_Super_Dreadnaught), the general's expression changed. "Perhaps it was for the best. The ship was far too large and had almost no missile capacity. Our new Emmanuel Goldstein (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=502211)-class heavy battleship is much smaller and far better armed. A bit slow, but more practical, not that I've served in the Navy."

"Do you trust my word, or no? Will you be passing it onto the Kahanistani Foreign Minister herself, or at least an associate of hers?" asked the Southeast Asian Foreign Minister after a brief moment of silence. Lin was now getting somewhat conscious of the time, as he had plans to meet with Grand Duke Koen van Luxemburg himself. He hoped to get at least a solid confirmation with the General on the status quo of relations between the Grand Duchy and the Federation before meeting the Van Luxemburger head-of-state himself.

Verta had walked off to take some secure phone calls earlier, he had finally returned noticably shakened up and pale. "Damn," he muttered. "Sorry for departing so suddenly, duty calls and all." he said.

"It depends on how the wargames play out," said Malakov stiffly. He was clearly not interested in dealing with the Southeast Asian any further, but did not want to slam the door in his face.

Later in the evening Hans made his way about the palace with a plastered smile on his face, everything seemed brighter and the luxury hallways and rooms appeared ever so much more interesting. He found himself touching the walls to get this ripply tinging sensation emerging from his fingertips to the core of his cerebelum.

" I love this place" he said out loud. "It is so beautiful"
If only everyone thought this way, we would have peace, we must make weapons of peace.. like a peace pipe.. only bigger, and one that everyone can share!! Like a giant bong gun. Surely this would insure world peace. I wonder if I would get a nobel prize or something of the like? Maybe it could be shapped like a Giant bong.. hold on.. like the heistas drum? Maybe I could make a world peace prize in the shape of a heistas drum.

Hans continues pondering and speaking on his 'new world peace program prize fo peace keeping' , as he chipperly strolls back to his room.

[OOC: Seeing as I can't post seriously because of personal issues, how about some history lessons!]

Taking long strides down a hallway of the Palace was Stevan Daniels; one of the VPA agents had picked up a copy of the Belkan Herald for him, and he was reading the headlines while he went.

"Heir to Daniels Family proved to be Male!" was written in large, black letters on the front page, with an ultrasound image just below that. Stevan simply smiled, before turning to the second page.

"VA dismantles Stonehenge - Skies Safe; Free Republic of New Haven City joins Federation as 16th Province!; David Macker - The Legacy Left Behind" Strange? Why was David being mentioned in the Herald?

He turned his attention to the article

David Macker - The Legacy Left Behind - July 19, 2090

All of us born after the year 2020 have seen his face. He's been everywhere from billboards, to jets and blimps, to cruise ships and ski boats, even the many skyscrapers of Golden Skies City, you couldn't go anywhere on the continent without hearing his name: David Macker.

Of course, many of us don't remember what he was like before the Consortium Affair of 2077; his name has been forever tarnished by the black soot of international terrorism. But was he really such an enemy to warrant the 13 consecutive life sentences & 3000 years in Okchabursk Federal Prison?

The answer is both: yes and no. David Phillip Macker was born to a poor, Erusean family in 1992; July 10, 1992 - surprisingly enough, the exact date and year when the modern Federation was founded. Some myths even say he was born on the exact second John Daniels signed the Official Document of Federation. In just 28 years, he would become our greatest hero, possibly even rivaling the reverment of Michael Daniels himself.

June 16, 2020, Foxtecha Corporation is founded by David Macker and his wife Katrina from the ashes of Urez International, the MegaCorporation made imfamous for its financing of Villa Ananko's Communist rule. It's primary asset, was the nascent natural resources of Strategic Airspace B7R "The Round Table", and the massive oil reserves of the Comona Islands. One year later, the Kazach Order was turned from a humble religious institution to a terrorist organization under the guise and leadership of 'Greykan-One', a man whose identity remains unknown to this day, even as he spends his life in Murska Federal Prison. It was this Declaration of Holy War that made Foxtecha so rich. The military needed supplies, supplies which only Foxtecha had...

Fast forward to the year 2055. June 30, 2055. Five days after the tragic "Twelve Pillars" incident. Foxtechan scientists working for HIARC (Human Intelligence Advancement Research Center; it was shut down in 2081 for its former ties to the Consortium and Foxtecha) discover the near-magical bacteria known as 'Strafez Organism', with it, it could eliminate radiation, nano-replicate our raw materials, clean up pollution, and cure diseases...But its most appealing trait was that of Eternal Youth. An accidental discovery.

After David's wife had come down with a serious illness that not even the HIARC Medical Staff could cure, he ordered (he was Director of HIARC back in 2055) that she be given Strafez Organism, to see if its magical properties were true. Within a week of the treatment, Katrina was cured of the disease, and her dexterity, among other things, were returned to the days of her youth, including her outward appearance.

Reacting without thinking to the situation, David ordered him, and all six of his children to be injected with Strafez Organism, he then ordered all stockpiles destroyed, all data erased, and called for the murder of the 21 man team that led the effort to discovery the bacterium. This was in response to the growing political power of his rival for the 2058 Valgan Senatorial Campaign - Stevan Daniels. Although Stevan won the election, David did not use the EBG to act upon this.

Again, we fast forward, and the year is 2072. David has ordered all EBG Squads to fight against the Kazach Order. Over the past 17 years, he has donated over 4.9 Trillion Credits several humanitarian agencies; including one which was set up for the reconstruction of Anfang, one of the four cities firebombed during the last War. Although Foxtechan equipment was discovered to have been used by several terrorist organizations all over the world, no action was taken against David, or his beloved company.

This all changed after the War. This is the David we now know. The traitor. On August 31, 2076. Stevan Daniels' last day as President, before his daughter was to take his place. David Macker was convicted of several crimes; including, but not limited to: treason, aiding an enemy of the state, providing weapons tot terrorists, extortion, murder, grand larceny, premeditated murder, and unauthorized ownership of weaponry. He was sentenced to 13 life sentences and 3000 years in Federal Prison. All seven members of his family were also convicted of crimes. The highest conviction of his family was against his oldest son, Michael Macker, the President of Foxtecha, with 2 life sentences and 40,000 hours of community service. The lowest conviction was against his wife, Katrina Macker, who recieved 13 years in Bastok Federal Prison, she was released last year, but declined comments. Unfortunately for John Macker - the first of the family to become convicted - the death penalty was declared illegal by the High Court only two days after his sentencing, and they ruled that all existing death penalties must be respected.

Yet, one must ask, why? Why did this all happen? What caused the hero of the people to become corrupt? It wasn't power...it was the very thing keeping him alive. The University of Dinsmark recently re-discovered Strafez Organism, and conducted an intensive study into its effects on the human brain. Their findings: Prolonged exposure to Strafez Organism can result in nueral mutation. To the point where - it's not you who's controlling your actions. It's the Organism.

Could this have been what caused David and his family to betray the Federation? We will never truly know. When they entered prison, the Strafez was completely removed from their bodies. Can we really ever know the truth...

This article is in memory of...
David Phillip Macker (1992-2090)
Michael Davis Macker (2021-2088)
Michelle Macker Yui (2023-2078)
Paul Jokani Macker (2024-2089)
James Macker (2030-2090)
John Macker (2039-2076)

And dedicated to...
Katrina Macker - RELEASED
&
Patrick Macker - Still has to serve 22 years in Bastok Federal Prison

Ibrahim nodded as he heard the name of the battleship and spoke in reply,

"Yes, the GRN itself uses smaller sized ships in defending our waters and trade routes. The largest ships we have are Nimitz class carriers, though with us being mostly a mountanous country the navy hasn't been a top priority funding wise.. tell me, our nation's are in close proximity; what are your government's policies regarding embasy exchange?"

[OOC: Anyone wanna' interact with my President?]

Not too many headlines today... "High Court approves new Federal Law Review; Federational Congress lowers minor age from 17 to 16!; Golden Skies Slums Shrinking! but that was mostly it. Besides that, the Economy Section was buffer today. Economists in Farbanti were naming today the "Hivezian Miracle", the Vuhifellian Hydrogen Corporation built a new processing plant in the Northern Regions; as a result, energy could be converted from gas to electricity and chemicals quicker and cheaper than before. The price to manufacture goods fell by several Credits; and the shipping costs fell by many Credit Divisions (Equivalent to the word "cents"); final prices were lowered slightly, but not significantly, and every business across the Federation witnessed a profit gain of at least 100% across the board.

300 Permanent Seats Added to Farbanti Exchange

FARBANTI, JAKE PEDISTA FACCTORA - Today, as the Hivezian Miracle was unfolding in the North, the Farbanti Exchange opened up 300 new seats to businesses as the construction of the much anticipated Northern Wing was completed. Among the corporations lucky enough to bid high enough to gain a seat on the Farbanti Exchange was the Faith Park Electric Company; a small, but growing energy corporation which draws energy from the high solar and geo-thermal activity in the Faith Park Valley System.

And GloboMantle Incorporated. A dismantling corporation contracted by the VA to dismantle over 800 former military bases across the Federation; including the MEGALITH Missile Silos, which were closed nine years ago.

There are still 40 seats left to be bidded upon in the North Wing of the Farbanti Exchange, those that win the bids gain incredible honor and recognition among the Federation's investors.

[OOC: Anyone wanna' interact with my President?]
[OOC: Well, where in the Grand-Ducal Palace can your ex-President be found? In the hall where General Kantari and Groznyj's Secretary of State are? BTW TVS, please give me a telegram response. Oh and Kahanistan, just be a bit patient for Lin's response to Malakov.]

[OOC: Sorry for taking so long, RL got in the way, then I forgot about this. Urgh.]

Lin, noticing the general's reaction of iron determination, and not wanting to escalate the situation, got the message. "I was not trying to impose my will onto you, and I can respect your decision." the politician responded, keeping his traditional outlook of calmness and politeness. "And I can respect your decision. Good day."

Lin was about to leave when one of his associates' mobile phones rang. He was speaking in the Malay tongue.

"Yes?" he asked, the aide's face betrayed no emotion.

The receiving end spoke in the same tongue, Malay. It was an associate of His Right Honorable Prime-Executive Leadership.

"This is urgent news."

"Who is this?"

"An aide to the Office. The Kraven Corporation has made threats, and the Prime Minister wishes to speak with Minister Lin."

The aide passed the mobile phone to the Minister, subtly indicating to the Southeast Asian with the highest authority in its foreign policy via light body language that it was urgent.

"Mr. Prime Minister?" Lin asked.

"Correct. No time for formalities.....we need to evaluate decisions, Mr. Lin."

"How so is it?" Lin asked, his old friend's voice was calm, yet sighing, indicating something they all knew.

"The Kraven Corporation has issued verbal threats to the Union about usage of military force."

Lin's eyes and eyebrows briefly gave a reflection of alarmed feeling, then he suppressed it quietly and swiftly. It would not take a genius to figure something was going on, and that something major could affect everybody.

"Yes of course, we must elaborate all this...." Lin responded yet again in Malay, as the entire conversation had been going through.

That evening Ibrahim was in his suite he had just finished changing into his evening clothes when the colonel walked up to him with a satellite phone in his hand with some sort of device clamped to the bottom of it.

"Sir, important phone call, it's from Farbanti"

Ibrahim was a little surprised but didn't show it. he took the phone and answered it.

"This is the Secretary of State.."

an automated message played from the other side: the security system checking his voice print
one moment please......welcome Mr. Karachay, redirecting....

Karachay's eyes widened when he learned of the news.

"Yes I see. The president wants to speak with me? Ok"

Thing's weren't looking too good and it seemed Ibrahim wouldn't be able to stay at the conference for much longer..

The Brydog delegate arrives after someone in the State Department goofed and forgot to remind Sec. Lichtenburg of the conference. He and President Faltaski arrived at the airport and waited.