NationStates Jolt Archive


Deep Into That Darkness Peering... (Closed SSIC attn: NATO)

Derscon
18-03-2008, 01:43
The invitations were all hand-delivered by special diplomatic envoy to every head of state in the alliance, as standard procedure dictated. Instead of the less formal setting of the Star Office so typical of international meetings (since mostly, they consisted of Prussian leaders), the golden double doors of the Tsar Alexei Hall unlatched from their vault locks and called for the leaders to enter. The normal red and gold tapestries with the embroidered imperial eagle all were taken down, replaced with embroidered tapestries of the crests of each of the NATO nations attending the conference. The conference table itself was a glimmering black, a stone of unknown origin and substance, with streams of what looked like a mix of platinum and gold flowing in symmetric patterns up and down the table, making a circle in the centre, where two Norse Victory runes – one facing towards the head of the table, one facing towards the doors – were engraved with the same substance as the metalloid steams.

The crimson carpeting around the room hid the engineering work that kept the entire room soundproof both ways, even with the large golden doors and floor-to-ceiling bullet-proof Russian-style double windows. Tsar Xavier was not in his chair at the head of the table, clearly more ornate than the rest, but six Praetorian Guardsmen lined three on each side of the long conference table, as well as two behind the throne, and two more flanking the doorway. Two servants, both deaf and incapable of reading lips, but able to communicate with the Tsar telepathically, stood near the small bar in the corner with the finest selections of vodka, cognac, and access to any alcoholic (or non-alcoholic) beverage one could think of.

A diplomatic team was deployed to Rekjyavich-Andropov Military City Airport to escort all arriving Heads of State to the Grand Kremlin Palace. Once there, all guards would be escorted to what was jokingly referred to by the Praesillei Dei as the “Luxury Barracks,” as foreign soldiers were not permitted on the Kremlin grounds. In the invitation, it was already stated that firearms would not be permitted inside the palace itself, but swords are acceptable and in fact encouraged, as the blade, in Derscon, is a sign of one’s honour.

Foreign Minister Kabanov waited in the conference room as the NATO delegates arrived and filed in, greeting them upon entrance. Once most of them got here, he would summon Xavier.
Holy Marsh
18-03-2008, 03:59
The takeoff from Marsh International Airport had taken longer than usual, given the vast amounts of tourism that was taking place as well as security fears of such a high-level delegate leaving the nation. Eventually, however, the private jet took off and Cardinal Justin Fo'Ricen took to the skies.
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He was going to a NATO confrence. It was the first such confrence since the Holy Marsh had been accepted into the organization, and they were eager to dig their teeth into the meat of the alliance. Cardinal Fo'Ricen had been an intelligence analyst for the Holy Marsh in the Tri-State War from 1950-1960. Now eighty years young, his body was failing but his mind ws as sharp as ever. When the nation received their invite, they immediately turned the man who had recently taken up gardening in his private estate. He was still a valuable asset that had been untapped, making him perfect for the role.
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The plane ride was rather quiet. Fo'Ricen looked over several documents that he planned on familiarizing himself with before the meeting took place. It was a long flight and there were many documents, yet Fo'Ricen's single concern was that there might not be enough documents to fill the time.
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The plane touched down.