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President Gaius McDermott rubbed his eyes, nothing but the glow of his computer illuminating the room. His eyes bleary from the long hours he spent sitting here, staring at the computer monitor.

Message from the Senate:
President McDermott:
We request that you hold a diplomatic meeting for all nations who wish to to attend. Please do so by tomorrow.

Gaius let his head drop down onto the keyboard. "Why me God?" He slowly lifted his head once more, and slammed it against the keyboard. A loud gunshot, and several screams echoed from Pug Square. Sliding his hand over to a small button on his desk, he muttered into the speaker: "Mark? I need you to schedule me for a diplomatic meeting. No, not with THEM again, once is enough, just any nation we haven't cut off diplomatic ties with. The ones who we haven't any embassies in are fine too, didn't you hear me? Thank you." Slowly hitting the delete key on his computer, he started to type up a invitation...

Official Message from Conserative morality:
As a token of our goodwill to all nations, we would like to invite any national leader who wishes to come, to come for a meeting tomorrow.

"Shit, that's no good..." Gaius sighed again. Rubbing his eyes, and popping in a caffeine pill, he started to make another invitation...

Official message from Conserative morality:
We would like to invite all willing National leaders to a diplomatic meeting in CM's capital, Pug city. We will be meeting at the Presidential building from 3:00 PM to 9:00 PM. Best wishes.
President Gaius McDermott

Gaius looked over the invitation scornfully. It was crap, but he wasn't awake enough to type anything else up. And he didn't want to hand the job over to his secretary, not after what happened last time. "Ah, it'll have to do." He said to himself as he prepared to hit send. Suddenly, his private Communications system blared up, loud and full of static. "Sir! You have another request from the senate. They want to-"

"Ah hang the Senate! They shouldn't be up this late, and if it weren't for them, I wouldn't be either! You can quote me on that one!" He snapped, holding the small button on his desk, and turning the outgoing volume to full blast. A small voice squeaked over the Comm system "Yes sir." President McDermott leaned over the keyboard, and hit 'send'. He was asleep within the minute.

OOC: This is not taking place in RL time, and it's as open as heck. Just waltz in, say hello to poor McDermott, and let the conversations begin. Exciting, I know.:p

OOC: Bump.

Her majesty Tomoyo will be in attendance.

The Supreme Dictator will attend this event

The Quás of the Empire shall send his Chief International Advisor, Tás Mael Haas as his representative.

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|Official Diplomatic Message|

To whom it may concern,
I shall be in attendance to your diplomatic meeting, and am looking forward to getting to know yourselves and President McDermott.

Respectfully yours,
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Garret Linsares
Prime Minister of the Promethian Republic of Faxanavia and her Associated Territories


The official Ministerial limo slid silently up to the doors of the Presidential Building at just before 3:00 P.M. Garret Linsares stepped from the back of the car, his graying hair blown back by a light breeze. He approached the door, and passed through. Looking about, he realized himself to be the first one there. He stood, awaiting the arrival of somebody official looking.

Official Communique of the Confederacy of Kenavt
Dear President Gaius McDermott of Conservative Morality:

We wish to inform you that our Premier, Duke Andrew da Vincho, has just left for Conservative Morality to attend your conference. We hope to discuss alliances, free trade, and to meet some new faces. We wish to see you there!

Colgate Waterford
Deputy Premier

In Conservative Morality-Presidential Building:

A red BMW M6 pulled up to the curb of the conference. Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho stepped out, as the car went away. He was carrying two Desert Eagles in case things got nasty, which there was no reason. Mainly he liked the feel of them.

"Ahhh, I see Faxanavia is here. Hello Mr. Linsares."

Ayla was sent to represent the islands. She drew looks from the crowd, being half-naked. She was tribal and simple definatley. She braved the seas to come so here she was, announced yes but it would probably be okay giving the distance and time it took to give out messages.

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Ministry of Foreign Relations

United Socialist States of New Brittonia

On the Behalf of Prime Minister Crouch and HM Grand Marquess of the Blue Isle Victor Cecil XXVII, Foreign Minister of the United Socialist States of New Brittonia, Nabila Katchab, wishes to attend this conference.

Signed,

Deputy Foreign Minister of the United Socialist States of New Brittonia
Kimiho Saibara

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Two Saab 9-3 Sport Sedans rolled up to the front door. Out of car one, the Foreign Minister, Nabila Katchab, the Lebanese Brittonian hijabi Muslim woman that represented New Brittonia to the world, while the Prime Minister took care of domestic issues, came out. Out of car two, the two assigned bodyguards came out, one a Korean-Brittonian, the other one was White. They were both the typical Brittonian bodyguards, tattooed men, fat due to the fact that they weighed at least 300 pounds, but muscular, all wearing black pinstriped suits.

The bodyguards teamed out and each one took the Foreign Ministers side, although remained several steps behind, the Korean to the left, the white to the right. Together, they entered into the conference.

Official Communique of the Confederacy of Kenavt
Dear President Gaius McDermott of Conservative Morality:

We wish to inform you that our Premier, Duke Andrew da Vincho, has just left for Conservative Morality to attend your conference. We hope to discuss alliances, free trade, and to meet some new faces. We wish to see you there!

Colgate Waterford
Deputy Premier

In Conservative Morality-Presidential Building:

A red BMW M6 pulled up to the curb of the conference. Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho stepped out, as the car went away. He was carrying two Desert Eagles in case things got nasty, which there was no reason. Mainly he liked the feel of them.

"Ahhh, I see Faxanavia is here. Hello Mr. Linsares."

Garret nodded, smiling, to Andrew. Extending his hand, he said, "a pleasure as always, Premier Duke. What brings you to this party?"

A representative of the EAV will be sent to the talks.

OOC: Sorry for the useless post, CM, TAG. Only do that once.

Garret nodded, smiling, to Andrew. Extending his hand, he said, "a pleasure as always, Premier Duke. What brings you to this party?"

"Party, Garret? I was under the influence that these were serious talks. But then, when are they ever? I suppose I'm here to make better relations with the world-at least, that's what my aide told me. How are things doing?"

OOC: Wow, times have really changed in Conserative Morality, last time I had looked in one of your non character role plays, the Senate had control of the nation and Pug City was nuked by the Senate...

May I please inquire what the meeting would be about?

"Party, Garret? I was under the influence that these were serious talks. But then, when are they ever? I suppose I'm here to make better relations with the world-at least, that's what my aide told me. How are things doing?"

Garret smiled. "Most likely they are. But, with one thing or another, one cannot tell the difference between a serious meeting and a wild party these days, can you? I'm hoping to get to meet some new people, and hopefully some new nations. Things are going well with me. The new Senate has been very active recently, helping to undo some of the, how shall I say, blunders," He laughed quietly to himself, "of the Bochick administration."

"I have to say that Bochick was somewhat popular among the Kenavt people. However, he is no more. Hopefully, we can get some more trade out of this. We are well protected by the United Defense Dictorate, the Hegemony, and you (OOC: Let's say this is after the agreement is signed)."

OOC: Wow, times have really changed in Conserative Morality, last time I had looked in one of your non character role plays, the Senate had control of the nation and Pug City was nuked by the Senate...

May I please inquire what the meeting would be about?

OOC: It's been rebuilt... In another spot of course, radiation don't go away too fast :p It's just a meeting to begin relations with other nations and get to know national leaders.

President McDermott walked in, dressed in a smooth business suit, and visible circles under his eyes. With long, sure strides, dress shoes clicking aganst the smooth marble floor of the ballroom, he walked to the center of the room. Spinning around on his heel to face the current guests announced in a loud voice: " I'd like to welcome you all here today, and thank you for coming to this meeting." He rubbed his eyes quickly before continuing." I hope this will begin a long and healthy relationship, both on a personal and diplomatic level. The food is on the left table, and don't touch the roasted Pug!"

Walking calmly towards the Duke and Garett, he extended his hand. "The Duke I presume?" He smiled nervously at both of them, and made a mental note to take a social interactions class when this was over.

Nabila Katchab, seemingly not noticed, said,

"Thank you for your hospitality Mr. President."

Nabila Katchab, seemingly not noticed, said,

"Thank you for your hospitality Mr. President."

President McDermott quickly turned towards the Prime Minister. "My apologies Prime Minister, there are many guests, and only one me, unfortunately." He let out a little laugh, and extended his hand to the Prime Minister.

"Oh... thanks for the promotion", Foreign Minister Nabila Katchab said, "but I'm just the New Brittonian Foreign Minister."

Nabila looked at the outstretched hand and said,

"Uhmmm... I do not know how to say this... I know this will be awkward, but I am a Muslim woman, and it's against my religious beliefs to engage in physical contact with someone that is of the opposite sex... that I'm not married to."

"Oh... thanks for the promotion", Foreign Minister Nabila Katchab said, "but I'm just the New Brittonian Foreign Minister."

Nabila looked at the outstretched hand and said,

"Uhmmm... I do not know how to say this... I know this will be awkward, but I am a Muslim woman, and it's against my religious beliefs to engage in physical contact with someone that is of the opposite sex... that I'm not married to."

McDermott quickly withdrew his hand. "My apologies then, for both mistakes. I'm sorry if I offended you."

"I'm fine, I'm fine.", the Foreign Minister said, "So, it seems that Brittonia has not had much real diplomatic contact with your country."

"I'm fine, I'm fine.", the Foreign Minister said, "So, it seems that Brittonia has not had much real diplomatic contact with your country."

"Indeed. We've been entrenched in our policy of complete isolation for a long time. I'm just glad we're no longer hiding from the world." McDermott gave a weak smile and popped a small pill into his mouth. "So, is New Brittonia doing well?"

Foreign Minister Katchab paused for about two seconds, and said,

"Well... I think New Brittonia is doing well. We went out of isolation a couple years ago, so I know what you mean. I guess we are good, I wish the question was a bit more specific though."

Captain Johann Petrovic entered the ballroom with an almost unearthly speed. He had been running a little late, which always had bothered him. As he advanced into the center of the ballroom. Noticing that one of the other guests were in military uniform, Petrovic felt a little silly in his dark green parade ground dress. He glanced over at the refreshments table and immediately sprung into action. All of those shots of vodka would be his.

OOC: hopefully I'm not too late.

IC

The Foreign Secretary of Rabbid, Gabriel Cardenas, shall be in attendance.

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Gabriel's limousine pulled up outside the Presidential building. Gabriel hastily stepped out and entered the building. He wore his favourite, smartest and most expensive black suit, keen to impress at his first diplomatic event. He spotted President McDermott from across the room and walked over to introduce himself. "Mr President, I do not believe we have ahd the pleasure of meeting yet. I am Gabriel Cardenas, Foreign Secretary of the Kingdom of Rabbid. I apologise for my lateness sir, it is my great pleasure to be invited to this event."

Greywatch will send council representatives since the actual council is not allowed to leave Greywatch Prime. Expect them in a few hours.

Tás Mael Haas entered the building escorted by the Aaronian Foreign Minister, Tá Miranda Royal. The Tá Royal was a graceful, handom woman of conciderable status in the eyes of both the Quás and of the Col.

"I take it you are hoping to use this as an opportunity to attain some status amongst the Foreign Ministers?" she asked. She herself was already very highly regarded on the World stage.

"I am hopeful." he answered simply, knowing she liked simple responses.
"Perhaps, if all goes well, Col Bianco shall reccomend your rise to my own position upon my retirement." she suggested.
"Perhaps." he said woodenly, and they entered the ballroom.

Gaius suppressed a smile as he watched Captain Johann dash for the Vodka. Looking over at Gabriel, he smiled warmly and extended his hand. "Ah, don't worry you aren't too late. Pleased to meet you, and please, don't call me sir, it makes me feel like an old man." He chuckled.

"Very well Gaius, I have no intention of making you feel old," he chuckled slightly and mopped his brow before continuing, "if you'd excuse me, I am going to get some refreshments and some food, I'm starved from the journey."

Gabriel shook Gaius' hand and then turned and headed for the food, furtively mopping his brow as he went. His nerves were still jangling and he felt rather hot and sweaty but he was happy, the evening was going well, even though he'd only met one of the numerous politicians attending the event..

"I have to say that Bochick was somewhat popular among the Kenavt people. However, he is no more. Hopefully, we can get some more trade out of this. We are well protected by the United Defense Dictorate, the Hegemony, and you (OOC: Let's say this is after the agreement is signed)."

"He was popular amongst our people, too. But, he went on too long. And, frankly, some of his more...socialist ideas were a bane to our nation's economy. I, too, am hoping for trade. It would be ideal to expand our influence in the world. And as for protection, I think you have nothing to fear. The power of the Hegemony and the UDD is quite formidable, assuming you don't actively hurl your nation into danger."

Captain Johann eagerly began drinking the various brands of vodka arrayed on the table. None of them were as good as Volzgradien White Wolf vodka, but the Conservative Morality vodka was rather good. Realizing that he looked like a fool drinking all of their alcohol, he began to restrain himself. After downing, 5 shots of the White Wolf vodka in his canteen, he walked toward the crowd to socialize.

Embassy of the Commonwealth of Free United States
7808 Greenwood Road, CM

The ambassador and his family had just got settled in, shaking off the feeling of unfamiliarity with their new abode, and Ambassador Oxford finally felt comfortable as the Commonwealth delegate to the country. He was just reading his morning paper, the People's Reporter when his secretary came in.

"Comrade-Ambassador," he said, "We have an official communique from President McDermott to Premier Galindo. requesting a diplomatic meeting."

Oxford read the printout quickly, scanning it a few times before looking up. "Send it through and tell the Premier we expect a welcome response."

Office of the President
Presidential Residence, Meridian City, CFUS

Premier Galindo had been awake for hours, reviewing his opening remarks for the speech he was to give at the Ground Defense Academy graduation ceremonies. As he crossed out a whole paragraph, the door to his office opened as his Secretary of State approached.

"You're still working on that?" he asked as he walked up to the Premier.

"Here to help or criticize?" Galindo asked as he looked up from the offending paragraph.

"Neither, actually," the Secretary apologized. "You got a meeting with President McDermott. It was sent through our embassy there."

"I see," the Premier replied as he read the communique. "I guess I should leave soon." He looked down at the speech, "I could work on it on my way there...plus, it'd give me a chance to see the new embassy..."

"Now that's the spirit," the SOS answered. "Will you have Ms. Lexi accompanying you, or..."

"Well, you're the Secretary of State, Marko," the Premier answered, "Besides, I think Samantha is a bit tired of being dragged all over the world."

"He was popular amongst our people, too. But, he went on too long. And, frankly, some of his more...socialist ideas were a bane to our nation's economy. I, too, am hoping for trade. It would be ideal to expand our influence in the world. And as for protection, I think you have nothing to fear. The power of the Hegemony and the UDD is quite formidable, assuming you don't actively hurl your nation into danger."

"Unfortunately, it looks like the Corporate Alliance and the Hegemony are on a collision course. It's not written in stone, but... it's almost. If you don't mind, I would like to network with other people, get Kenavt's name out? We can catch up later."

"Unfortunately, it looks like the Corporate Alliance and the Hegemony are on a collision course. It's not written in stone, but... it's almost. If you don't mind, I would like to network with other people, get Kenavt's name out? We can catch up later."

Garret nodded, and drifted away into the crowd. He looked about himself, hoping to see someone else he knew, or at least someone who looked interesting to network with.

The Premier leaned against a pole and called his office back in Kenavt. "Anything going on?" He carried on a length conversation with his aides back in the capital Poiuytrewq, but if anyone wanted to talk with him he would cease his connection with Poiuytrewq temporarily.

Foreign Minister Nabila Katchab said to the men leaning on a pole,

"Hi. You good?"

"Yes, sir. I am Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho of the Confederacy of Kenavt. You are?"

"I'm Nabila Katchab", she said to the Premier, "Foreign Minister of the United Socialist States of New Brittonia."

After gathering some food, Gabriel looked around, trying to find someone who looked approachable. He noticed two men finishing their conversation, with the one walking away to lean on a pole and make a phone call, he decided to approach the other. He walked across the room, and extending his hand and smiling warmly, said, "Excuse me, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Gabriel Cardenas, Foreign Minister of Rabbid, we have not had the pleasure of meeting yet."

OOC: he's talking to Garett, if anyone didn't get that.

Rabbid;13757428']After gathering some food, Gabriel looked around, trying to find someone who looked approachable. He noticed two men finishing their conversation, with the one walking away to lean on a pole and make a phone call, he decided to approach the other. He walked across the room, and extending his hand and smiling warmly, said, "Excuse me, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Gabriel Cardenas, Foreign Minister of Rabbid, we have not had the pleasure of meeting yet."

OOC: he's talking to Garett, if anyone didn't get that.

Garret turned, smiling, to Cardenas. "A pleasure, Foreign Minister. I'm Garret Linsares, the Prime Minister of Faxanavia." He shook the man's hand. "How are things in Rabbid? I can't admit that I know much of your country, but, with so many nations in the world these days..."

"Indeed, the world seems to be growing almost everyday." Gabriel joked, "Rabbid is doing well, the economy is growing very well. The people are happy with the new King, his succession in truth has been very beneficial to the country. His father favoured an approach of isolation, which explains your little knowledge of my country, but he is ... more open to the international community. Which makes this quite the improtant event for me, especially as it is my first event of this kind. But please, I talk too much, tell me, how fares Faxanavia Garret?"

Rabbid;13757625']"Indeed, the world seems to be growing almost everyday." Gabriel joked, "Rabbid is doing well, the economy is growing very well. The people are happy with the new King, his succession in truth has been very beneficial to the country. His father favoured an approach of isolation, which explains your little knowledge of my country, but he is ... more open to the international community. Which makes this quite the improtant event for me, especially as it is my first event of this kind. But please, I talk too much, tell me, how fares Faxanavia Garret?"

"Things fare well for us, too." Said Garret, smiling. "We just finished up the 2008 elections, with myself elected Prime Minister, obviously. We've also joined NATO, and that's been going well for us. The economy has been in an upturn, as my government has been relaxing limitations imposed on companies by my predecessor."

"That is very good to hear, and ofcourse, congratulations for your win in the election." Gabriel smiled broadly at Garret, "Anyway, I must be going, lots of people to meet, maybe I can join you for a drink later if there is time ? For now at least though, goodbye." Gabriel then moved away to look see if there was anyone else not engaged in conversation he could meet.

"Mr. Garret," Ayla said "Hello, my name is Ayla. Forgive my manner of dress but I'm rather simple coming from an island."

"Mr. Garret," Ayla said "Hello, my name is Ayla. Forgive my manner of dress but I'm rather simple coming from an island."

Garret turned, smiling. He continued to smile, and tried his very hardest not to look down. He reminded himself he was a foreign dignitary, and was not to be perturbed by minimalist dress. He smiled, and extended his hand. "A pleasure to meet you, Ayla. You're from where now?"

A Greywatch representative walked into the room with an awkward look on his face. Ah... feels good to be late... He looked around, people were already talking and he tried to not stand out so much.

Garret turned, smiling. He continued to smile, and tried his very hardest not to look down. He reminded himself he was a foreign dignitary, and was not to be perturbed by minimalist dress. He smiled, and extended his hand. "A pleasure to meet you, Ayla. You're from where now?"

"From the island of Corona. In the AHSCA chain."

A Greywatch representative walked into the room with an awkward look on his face. Ah... feels good to be late... He looked around, people were already talking and he tried to not stand out so much.
McDermott awoke with a jump. Damn, I must have fallen asleep on the chair... He thought wearily as he rubbed his eyes and tried to straighten his dark brown hair. Giving a quick stretch, he walked over to a man who had just walked in, and with all truth, stood out a little. Smiling warmly, Gaius said: "Hello, I'm President Gaius McDermott of Conserative morality. Thank you for coming." Gaius gave a little nervous laugh "So where do you hail from?"

The representative smiled, "I am Mario Hawkwood, representing Greywatch. It is a pleasure to meet you and a pleasure to be here. May I ask what is on the agenda for discussion today? Or is this to be a party of sorts?"

"I'm Nabila Katchab", she said to the Premier, "Foreign Minister of the United Socialist States of New Brittonia."

"Ohhh, yes. New Brittonia-I've heard a lot about your country."

"From the island of Corona. In the AHSCA chain."

Garret nodded, smiling. "AHSCA is beautiful, I've heard. How are things there? I haven't heard much in the news, but you know how busy the world is today..."

Garret nodded, smiling. "AHSCA is beautiful, I've heard. How are things there? I haven't heard much in the news, but you know how busy the world is today..."

"We've been doing fine sir. It's true not much of the world does pay that much attention to us but we are okay. You may have heard us coming out of a big hurricane, and Corona has had a few more hurricanes since then."

"We've been doing fine sir. It's true not much of the world does pay that much attention to us but we are okay. You may have heard us coming out of a big hurricane, and Corona has had a few more hurricanes since then."

"Unfortunately, I did hear. I'm so sorry about that. It's such a shame to see nations so damaged by acts of nature." He recomposed his smile. "But, enough of bad things. Things have been well in Faxanavia- the economy has finally been looking up, which I am most happy about. I was, in fact, recently elected to office in an overwhelming majority. It was quite the turnout."

"Unfortunately, I did hear. I'm so sorry about that. It's such a shame to see nations so damaged by acts of nature." He recomposed his smile. "But, enough of bad things. Things have been well in Faxanavia- the economy has finally been looking up, which I am most happy about. I was, in fact, recently elected to office in an overwhelming majority. It was quite the turnout."

"Yes they are scary and bad at times but they happen. I am glad to hear your country is doing well. It always makes us happy to know that countries do well. We're still a young country as a whole so we're still learning from many others."

Since the New Brittonia delegate did not seem to be responding, Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho walked toward the AHSCA delegate and Garret Linsares. "Hello, Garret and sir. I'm Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho of the Confederacy of Kenavt. You are?"

Since the New Brittonia delegate did not seem to be responding, Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho walked toward the AHSCA delegate and Garret Linsares. "Hello, Garret and sir. I'm Premier Duke Andrew da Vincho of the Confederacy of Kenavt. You are?"

"Chief Ayla."

OOC: Is it too late for me to enter the conversation?

ooc: cm, i'd like to link this up w/ my 'life in cm' replies, is that cool?