NationStates Jolt Archive

To: The Empire of Gataway
From: Zambistan

We hereby invite you to the Zambi capital, Gommorah, to discuss our diplomatic relations. With such a large border, it would be most beneficial if we were non-hostile, if not allies. We can discuss economics, military, or even our upcoming space program.

What say you?

ooc: sorry for delayed response I was busy with RL things..women are a self inflicted wound...anyways

IC:

Offical Diplomatic Message to Zambistan government

The Empire agrees with your view that non-hostile diplomatic relations are necessary if both of our great nations wish to prosper and will gladly dispatch an envoy to Gommorah to discuss said relations. We look forward to this meeting and hope to walk away with a new friend and ally

Nigel Lums
Gataway Foreign Affairs Minister

Drumog Bigclaw waited patiently outside the capital building. He was dressed in a trenchcoat and a fedora, sunglasses hiding his eyes. It was his job to escort the foreign official and to make sure nothing happeaned. He had been told the official had been picked up on the border and was arriving here by limo. Luckly the limo had four armed guards, just in case anyone thought about robbing it.

He lit up a cigar and took a puff, waiting for the chance to help another country.

Finally the Limo rolled up slowly infront of the capital building and the Gatawan offical exited taking time to adjust his coat and tie before making his way over to the figure infront of him

"On behalf of Emperor Nadov and all of Gataway I offer you greetings and well wishes from the empire and wish to express the emperor's sincere desire that an alliance may be formed between our two glorious nations."

The Gatawan offical extended his hand towards the mafia dressed man before him

" My name is Yoro Krass, Gatawan Foreign affairs envoy, pleasure to meet you. And your name sir?"

"You can call me Mr. Bigclaw." he said, shaking the Gatawain's hand. "I'll be escorting you through the capital building. This way please." Drumog Bigclaw escorted him to a fortress like structure, with armed guards surronding it. As Bigclaw stepped near the door it swung open, and the envoy was lead down a series of confusing and dark hallways.

After what seemed like hours he was lead into a plain, poorly lit room. Ther were two chairs, one occupied, and a plain table inbetween. The man sitting there was hidden by shadow, but was obviously wearing some form of military uniform. He beckoned the envoy to sit, as Bigclaw closed the door behind him.

"Welcome, Mr. Krass, to Zambistan. I have some moonshine here for you if you'd like it. Perhaps a drink before bussiness?"

Krass looked about the room..this was unlike any other diplomatic reception he ahd ever experianced..he took his seat somewhat anxious wondering who the shadowy figure may be.

"No thank you sir...I don't mix pleasure with my government's business..especially one so important as this...Krass paused for a moment and set his briefcase near his feet..."You certainly do things differently here in Zambistan.."

Krass picked up his brief case and opened it slowly..."I prepose we get onto business and then enjoy ourselves some afterwords? My government tends to be impatient at times"

The figure chuckled when the diplomat commented about Zambistan. "Mr. Krasss, you'll find Zambistan was created as a home for the unwanted minorities of Mediterranica. Spainards, Natives, Blacks, Gypsies, Arabs, and white pirates. Indeed our culture is...unique. But on to bussiness."

The shadowy figure slid a piece of paper over to the diplomat, a map of Mediterranica. "Our peoples share a border with the rather large and 'infinate' empire of Yallak. Yallak is home to a prosperous 6 billion people, and its military could easily crush us. Not only that, but so far our two nations have ignored each others existence. I propose we open more trade between us and swear to a non-agression pact."

"I also propose we unite our efforts in the space race. We are currently in talks with the Italians about a mission to the moon, and would be delighted if Gataway was to join in this venture."

"On another note I ask that you tighten your border a bit. Your economy is better then ours and frankly I'm tired of having our scientists and bussinessmen run off. In return you can hand over some of your captured criminals and terrorists to us for...intensive interrogation."

"How does it sound so far?"

Krass looked over the map a bit scratching at his chin...

"These terms are most acceptable..on the matter of a non-agression pact the empire would gladly accept..even going as far as to exchange military access for both our nations should one of us request it under special circumstances which may be layed out at a later time."

Krass cleared his throat before going on...

"Trade is vital to both of our nation's economies and increasing it will only better our lives..therefore I prepose we have no tariffs between our two nations as this will increase the incentive to trade...On the matter of border control the empire is already in the process of mobilizing several home guard and active army units to patrol the border on the ground and via survey craft.....also we are developing roads and railways towards our border cities with you to further increase trade and make travel easier.. "

"On the matter of turning over prisoners...The empire would see this as a vital tool in order to "Keep our hands clean" and greatly appreciates your willingness to take our bad apples."

Krass again cleared his throat and adjusted his tie..before turning back to the proposals

"One the space development program the empire will gladly aid you in this venture be it with finance or in the production of equipment or training of personell."

"Are there any other matters you wish to address sir?"

"I am intrigued by this idea of 'military access,' although I haven't the slightest idea what you mean. Please elaborate on it for me."

Krass nodded slightly

"Very well..Military access..basically it is permission for your military forces to use my land/pass through and visa versa..The empire would be interested in establishing air fields or army bases on your soil..in exchange we would allow you to do the same..furthermore should one of us require it say for example I am undergoing a civil war then your troops have permission to enter my territory and support my government forces."

"Is this a sufficent explanation for you?"

"Indeed," said the figure. He cracked his knuckles and leaned forward, his face still hiddin by shadow. "I would agree to one base on the Island of Arannas, to start with, and would take an area that you would suggest. I would also like to wonder if you can agree that we each have the right to chase criminals, on land, air or sea, over each others borders for....30 miles? But of course when going after a criminal I suggest we make it law that the government must be alerted exactly what we are doing."

"To augument this, I suggest we keep a hotline open: a phone that your leader will be able to contact my leader at any time. This will not only help us with criminals but overall communication between our two peoples."

"If this is acceptable to you I shall agree to all your other points."

Krass nodded again.

"Those terms are quite acceptable..and as for a recomendation for where your base would go I would recommend putting it anywhere along our border with you..whichever suits you best..and yes i agree in joint policing operations to the 30 miles mark..then should a criminal be captured they be extradited back to the country where their crime was commitied..As to the hotline option i prepose not only a phone but also an embassy exchange that way each of our governments has represenatives in each others nation..as well a a secure satellite communication system. The empire agrees to all of your terms and now considers you our partner hopefully our newfound alliance will grow and allow both our great nations to prosper "

OOC: be right back have some rl things to tend to

ooc: Im back by the way..

"I agree to your terms good sir." His hand outstreched from the shadows, revealing a long sleave with a hand covered by a thick leather glove. When shaken it felt almost...fake...as if the fingers never moved.

"If you are interested, your free to spend the night here in Gommorah, and I can promise you a hotel where you won't have to put up with...undesirables."

Krass paused for a moment this figure was interesting to say the least...

"I'm glad we could come to terms may our friendship lead to prosper for both our peoples, and Yes I am a bit tired after such a long trip and a nice rest is exactly what I need."

"It is done then. Officer Bigclaw shall take you to the Hotel Sodom where you will be given the presidential suite. In the morning, he shall take you to the airport. Gooday senor!"

"Good day to you sir."

With that Krass stood gathered up his things and went with Bigclaw to be taken to his hotel room

To: The Empire of Gataway
From: Zambistan

We hereby invite you to the Zambi capital, Gommorah, to discuss our diplomatic relations. With such a large border, it would be most beneficial if we were non-hostile, if not allies. We can discuss economics, military, or even our upcoming space program.

What say you?
:p iam happy with this