NationStates Jolt Archive

((OOC: It all begins with a letter.))

To: The Minister of Sparkelsun
From: The Office of "Saint" Benard I

In light of recent dramatic events within the borders of my Kingdom involving several of your government's officials I would like to call a meeting between our two nations. Myself, and selected members from my court would like to travel to your nation for discussion of the event that took place at and near Nelson Airbase. I hope to recieve a reply soon as this is a matter of utmost importance and my nation stands at the brink of war with the Technocratic Unionites.

Saint Benard I, Monarch of the Kingdom of SaintB

OOC: Clementine - http://www.promgirl.com/_cache/c70cfbe9fb6e0c9b5c6d89a63b96fbe7.jpg

From: Harry Bridger of Sparklesun
To: The Office of "Saint" Benard I

Subject:
We would be most welcome of you and your officials, at this moment we have reserved 10 rooms at Sparklesuns premier hotel. I believe we can come to some arrangement with the recent events by which the result will please both parties. At the same time my daughter who is a powerful political figure and is recognised over most of the continent will be here too so you can talk to her.

Regards

Harry

The aircraft landed at Sparklesun International about a half hour earlier than planned. Benard and his retinue, 2 squadrons of the Golden Lions for bodyguards, thier commander General Logan Brown, who for some reason was very anctious to go along with him, and his head of international relations were all with him.
The group headed toward a private hangar where thier welcoming committee was supposed to be waiting.

((OOC: Sorry for the crap post but I am rushed, must leave for work))

Harry & Clementine saw the plane arrive and the entourage come out.

Harry walked up to who he presumed was the leader.

'Greetings Saint Bernard....to Sparklesun, and this is my daughter Lady Clementine' Harry said smiling and bowing aside to his daughter.

Benard is a tall man, just over 6 feet tall with long very dark hair and eyes and bronze skin that belies his mediteranian heritage. He is usually soft spoken and gentle when dealing with others; he is well built and has a regal aura about him.
He clasps the minister's hands in both of his as is custom in his lands and speaks in a barritone voice, "Minister Bridger. Lady Clementine, it is a pleasure to meet you both."
He offered a tiny smile and bowed his head toward Clementine, "I am honored that you accepted my proposal for talks."
"The men here" he motions to the 12 armed soldiers accompanying him, "Are members of the Golden Lions, my nations elite soldiers and bodygaurds. The man to my left is Lord Sir Logan Brown, Major General in charge of the entire corps and close freind."

Clementine smiled, but was a girl of few words.

'Please good sirs...here are the cars....you will be drive to Grand Marina Hotel, it has beautiful views over Hola Lake' Harry said smiling and he pointed to the cars.

Benard waited patiently as the men assainged to his bodyguard checked the vehicles before they would let him answer and tried to make small talk with the minister and his daughter, "I think tomorow would be a good time to discuss the events that have transpired; but perhaps tonight we could dine together and get to know one another a bit? it could make the process go smoother."

Harry agreed.
'I will book the Dining Hall' he said.
'my father is very hospitable...'Clementine said as her father walked away from the group on his phone.

Benard smoothed the lapels on his jacket and turned to nod at Clementine, "He seems a true gentleman Miss Clementine. Your people are fortunate to have such a leader."
A far cry from the animals that had once tried to gain control of his country; he felt as if he had had no other choice than to take control after he ended the wars. "So I hear that you are a politician of some skill?"