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The plane landed in Fokiri airport but it was hours early. Fokiri wasn't the President's main place of residence but it saw more foreign officials than the capital did due to one being essentially a uranium mine in the middle of a desert and another being in a difficult to land in valley. The capital, Gogari, is of course the latter.

David Aposon, President of Uiri, had brought along Vice-President Samul Humoson who was essentially minister of defence. Now, why would he be at a meeting with an ally of Uiri's? Quite simply because of OSAFU. Uiri had thousands of planes and troops in Void Templar purely because of that one alliance. And so, the Vice-President was present too.

Due to the meeting there was an effect back in the capital - the day's session of the Senate was cancelled. Usually either the President or the Vice-President could serve the President's role in the Senate, but because neither were in the capital the session was cancelled. The Senators didn't mind, it was less work for the same amount of money which was essentially all that they truly cared about.

The President, oh and of course the VP too, had to look like they hadn't taken a three hour flight to see the leaders of a country who would hopefully become one of Uiri's most dependable allies and join other countries like Miamoria and Kirav in Uir history textbooks. While this effectively would limit knowledge of Void Templar to the upper class of Uiri, the miniscule middle class and the working class didn't actually give two shits about what went on in the world outside.

And thus, the two leaders and various bodyguards waited on the tarmac.

The plane landed in Fokiri airport but it was hours early. Fokiri wasn't the President's main place of residence but it saw more foreign officials than the capital did due to one being essentially a uranium mine in the middle of a desert and another being in a difficult to land in valley. The capital, Gogari, is of course the latter.

David Aposon, President of Uiri, had brought along Vice-President Samul Humoson who was essentially minister of defence. Now, why would he be at a meeting with an ally of Uiri's? Quite simply because of OSAFU. Uiri had thousands of planes and troops in Void Templar purely because of that one alliance. And so, the Vice-President was present too.

Due to the meeting there was an effect back in the capital - the day's session of the Senate was cancelled. Usually either the President or the Vice-President could serve the President's role in the Senate, but because neither were in the capital the session was cancelled. The Senators didn't mind, it was less work for the same amount of money which was essentially all that they truly cared about.

The President, oh and of course the VP too, had to look like they hadn't taken a three hour flight to see the leaders of a country who would hopefully become one of Uiri's most dependable allies and join other countries like Miamoria and Kirav in Uir history textbooks. While this effectively would limit knowledge of Void Templar to the upper class of Uiri, the miniscule middle class and the working class didn't actually give two shits about what went on in the world outside.

And thus, the two leaders and various bodyguards waited on the tarmac.

"We are currently on approach to the city of Fokiri." The Knighhawk (a modified version, used for transporting the monarch to and from the aircraft carriers) cut swiftly through the air. It had been escorted by two F-35's until they reached Uirian airspace, where their guards broke away. Empress Tara Whyt sat in the helicopter, clad rather unusually in a black suit, with a number of aides. They ran over important details for the hundred-and-somethingth time, all of which she had memorized before the helicopter had even took off from the deck of the VTN Hammerfall. "Would you all please make yourselves look presentable? It wouldn't be good to let them see that hair, Klaus." She grinned as her wiry Head of Economy hurriedly brushed his hair into place. They would not be accompanied her on the tour, but first impressions were important, she reasoned.
Uirian air traffic control, this is Sierra Thirty Seven, Knighthawk. We are carrying the Templarian Empress to her meeting with President Aposon. We request permission to land. The pilot did final checks while he waited for a response.

OOC: I will let it slide this time but - my people are very sensitive to incorrect demonyms. Ancient Uir translates Uiri as place of Ui which would make Uirian sound wierd. The proper demonym is Uir.
IC:

"This is Uir Air Control, you are clear to land on the tarmac, Sierra Three Seven. President Aposon and Vice President Humoson await you there. Please expect the media to take pictures while you are on the tarmac. Have a pleasant day."

OOC: I will let it slide this time but - my people are very sensitive to incorrect demonyms. Ancient Uir translates Uiri as place of Ui which would make Uirian sound wierd. The proper demonym is Uir.
IC:

"This is Uir Air Control, you are clear to land on the tarmac, Sierra Three Seven. President Aposon and Vice President Humoson await you there. Please expect the media to take pictures while you are on the tarmac. Have a pleasant day."

OOC: Oops. Well, I got it now.
"Rodger, thank you kindly." The helicopter quickly descended before setting down and turning off it's rotors. Tara stepped out, only now realizing how hot it was here(The average temperature of Lonun was near the -90s of the celcius scale). After shaking this off, she smiled and bowed to David Aposon.
"President Aposon. An honor to meet you, I have heard many good things from my ambassador."

"And the same to you, " David went to shake Tara's hand and paused as they shook. He counted the five flashes and then finished the shake, "I do hope that our pilots and soldiers on the ground are doing well." Samul went to shake Tara's hand in a manner similiar to that of the President.

"And the same to you, " David went to shake Tara's hand and paused as they shook. He counted the five flashes and then finished the shake, "I do hope that our pilots and soldiers on the ground are doing well." Samul went to shake Tara's hand in a manner similiar to that of the President.

"They are doing you proud, President. You train your men well." She shook Samul's hand. "Vice President Samul, I presume." She bowed to him as well.

"Yes, I am the Vice-President. It is often joked that the only reason my position exists is because being in charge of the military and trying to be diplomatic don't exactly go hand-in-hand. Anyways, I suppose that we should be moving on so that we may talk without these blasted journalists writing down our every word?" Samul suggested. The five teams of journalists were frantically trying to write down the exact words of the leaders.

"Yes, I am the Vice-President. It is often joked that the only reason my position exists is because being in charge of the military and trying to be diplomatic don't exactly go hand-in-hand. Anyways, I suppose that we should be moving on so that we may talk without these blasted journalists writing down our every word?" Samul suggested. The five teams of journalists were frantically trying to write down the exact words of the leaders.

She nodded. "Some things are best said between a few." There was a shout behind her, and her Minister of Defence, Forest Rodney hurried down the steps.
"Tu doku, E tizs axmyps! Oz tefezsyl bal Kybyfzy, E tizs paty qesw uai. E qezw sa ozn o byq viyzseafz."
Tara sighed. "The security of the homeland has always been a major issue for my people, and they aren't the most trusting. My Defense Minister wishes to accompany us, if that is no trouble."
OOC: You have an unusual demonym, I have a weird language. :p
For translation purposes (http://arryhenrae.tripod.com/)

"Ilé av un bizar lanugaj, coré?" the Vice-President said to the President. David nodded, knowing that such a comment was probably going to be taken out of context by the media but such was life. The President responded to Tara's question, "Yes, of course. I think it would be better to have your Defence Minister attend this. Why do you think Samul is here?"

The four of them walked across the tarmac and towards the entrance into the international airport. The doors required a key, which David had recieved from the Head of Security which he put on a hook inside said head's office which he had another key for. He locked the keys inside the office and they headed towards a convoy of identical limosines. The Vice President picked one and inside they went.

"So...Minster of Defence huh? Isn't the military a presidential matter?" inquired Samul.

OOC: I too have a language. However I do not have a professional translator like you.

"Ilé av un bizar lanugaj, coré?" the Vice-President said to the President. David nodded, knowing that such a comment was probably going to be taken out of context by the media but such was life. The President responded to Tara's question, "Yes, of course. I think it would be better to have your Defence Minister attend this. Why do you think Samul is here?"

The four of them walked across the tarmac and towards the entrance into the international airport. The doors required a key, which David had recieved from the Head of Security which he put on a hook inside said head's office which he had another key for. He locked the keys inside the office and they headed towards a convoy of identical limosines. The Vice President picked one and inside they went.

"So...Minster of Defence huh? Isn't the military a presidential matter?" inquired Samul.

OOC: I too have a language. However I do not have a professional translator like you.

The minister shifted around nervously on his seat.
"Lady Tara oversees the majority of the military activity of the Empire, but I am responsible for Homeland Defense and military technology." He grinned. "Don't let looks fool you. 10 years in Black hand. I know what I'm doing." He opened his breifcase slightly, peering inside. "Thank you very much for inviting us, by the way. I have some things which will ease our people's minds."

"Hm...don't you separate Foreign Affairs + Defence from Internal Affairs? It seems logical to me, that way you can't effectively stage a coup."

"Hm...don't you separate Foreign Affairs + Defence from Internal Affairs? It seems logical to me, that way you can't effectively stage a coup."

"We don't worry about coups. Essentially," He leaned forward now, in full on boring history mode, and continued. "We have one major power in the 4 houses that make up the council. House Void run the religious part of the country, and they support Tara. As long as they support her, none of the loyalists will make a move."

"Ah. Well, I suppose religion works just as well." Samul remained silent until they had arrived at the location of their meeting. The chaffeur got the door and David let Tara go first before getting out himself, then allowing the defence minister to get out and Samul was last. The chaffeur closed the door behind them. "It is this way," David said as he took the lead, going into the building, taking a right and going down a set of stairs.

OOC: If you wanted to have your characters make any remarks before they arrived, just say so.

"Ah. Well, I suppose religion works just as well." Samul remained silent until they had arrived at the location of their meeting. The chaffeur got the door and David let Tara go first before getting out himself, then allowing the defence minister to get out and Samul was last. The chaffeur closed the door behind them. "It is this way," David said as he took the lead, going into the building, taking a right and going down a set of stairs.

OOC: If you wanted to have your characters make any remarks before they arrived, just say so.

The two dutifully got out and followed, Klaus constantly scrawling notes into his notepad.

"Well, here we are," said David as he opened the door of the conference room, "Tea and light snacks will be available in a little while. In the meantime, shall we discuss the role of Uiri in your national defence?" He and his Vice-President allowed the two foreigners to enter first.

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"Well, here we are," said David as he opened the door of the conference room, "Tea and light snacks will be available in a little while. In the meantime, shall we discuss the role of Uiri in your national defence?" He and his Vice-President allowed the two foreigners to enter first.

OOC: Sorry, real life stuff.
Reserving post, just to let you know I haven't abandoned this. (http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/funny-pictures-rabbit-eats-thread.jpg)

OOC: It be alright. Real life come first.

OOC: Errr...BUMP? Staying alive.

"Well, here we are," said David as he opened the door of the conference room, "Tea and light snacks will be available in a little while. In the meantime, shall we discuss the role of Uiri in your national defence?" He and his Vice-President allowed the two foreigners to enter first.

The two walked through the doorway.
"I think we should. We've always been a suspicious people, and seeing foreign troops in the Homeland may muster more support for the rebels. This is of course countered by your men's presence. It's rather a trying situation."

The Vice-President agreed, "We do not want to be a visible presence. It would be easily concealed if your air force flew Rafales..does it?"

The Vice-President agreed, "We do not want to be a visible presence. It would be easily concealed if your air force flew Rafales..does it?"

"Almost 60% of it is Rafales. However, doing this would place your men into the line of fire of the rebels. They aim for anything resembling one of our planes, and their not badly armed. SAMs and Stingers aplenty."

"The black market these days..." the President trailed off and the Vice-President picked up, "Perfect! We have 7,500 Rafales in your country... wait. Did you say rebel as in rebelling right now?"

"They've been rebelling for about the last 70 years. A few minor skirmishes, but now and again they double their efforts. They are a permanent thorn in our sides. We've tried and failed numerous times to wipe them out. They really are like cockroaches."

The President and the Vice-President were speechless. After regaining their composure, the Vice-President nearly shouted at their guests, "We have 7,500 planes and 12,000 combat troops in your nation! We could double our land troop efforts in a snap and kill these S-O-Bs!"

The President and the Vice-President were speechless. After regaining their composure, the Vice-President nearly shouted at their guests, "We have 7,500 planes and 12,000 combat troops in your nation! We could double our land troop efforts in a snap and kill these S-O-Bs!"

Klaus shook his head.
"We've tried hundreds of ways. During the last Rebellion, when thing got really bad and after Lady Tara's father was assassinated, we actually carpet bombed all of their known strongholds and they're still here. I'm sure that either they're being supplied by a foreign nation, or they actually are foreign soldiers, masquerading as rebels. They are rather well trained."

"Have you tried weapons of the chemical or biological variety? Did you attempt to flush out those left alive once carpet bombing their strongholds? Do they have naval or air weapons?"

"Have you tried weapons of the chemical or biological variety? Did you attempt to flush out those left alive once carpet bombing their strongholds? Do they have naval or air weapons?"

"We've tried everything from 250lb bombs to tactical nuclear weapons. As for their strongholds, we searched them and found no one." She thought for a second at the last question. "They definitely have some air forces. I've seen everything from Spitfires and Zeroes to a few F-22s. They don't have much of a naval presence."

Both men pondered the situation while Uir Tea and Biscuits came out. The 'biscuits' were closer to a very sweet flatbread-cracker dish but the Uir translated their term for the food as biscuit as 'cracker' didn't reflect how sweet the substance was. The dish was native to the valleys in central Uiri where forest and desert Uir met and combined their cuisine.

"'Ave 'ou," the President remembered that in other cultures it was impolite to talk when one's mouth was full and finished his 'biscuit' before continuing, "Have you tried bigger bombs? Tanks? Low-intensity long term warfare?"

Both men pondered the situation while Uir Tea and Biscuits came out. The 'biscuits' were closer to a very sweet flatbread-cracker dish but the Uir translated their term for the food as biscuit as 'cracker' didn't reflect how sweet the substance was. The dish was native to the valleys in central Uiri where forest and desert Uir met and combined their cuisine.

"'Ave 'ou," the President remembered that in other cultures it was impolite to talk when one's mouth was full and finished his 'biscuit' before continuing, "Have you tried bigger bombs? Tanks? Low-intensity long term warfare?"

They took a biscuit and cup of tea each. Klaus took a sip before continuing.
"That's what we usually do. We always have around a quarter of the army on permanent homeland defense, and usually engage in small scale skirmishes. We've tasked some agents from the TEEA (Templarian Eyes and Ears Agency) to infiltrate them. Once we get a report back from them stating the locations of our high value targets, I'm planning a simultaneous air strike on each one and a MOAB to be dropped onto their main stronghold. Even if it doesn't kill them, it should definitely set that back rather a lot. It's excellent tea, by the way."

"Seems logical. Remember, you have 12,000 land troops and 7,500 Rafales on hold if you need us," the Vice-President replied.

"If you may prefer a beer, we have traditional Uir Beer made from the fruit of the South Cabbage Tree. It is called 'South' because it is only found in the South hemisphere despite being from the northern Uir rainforests. It was described by settlers as 'tolerable'. The biscuits were sweetened with the berry's juice and it has proven to be a low calorie sweetener - twice as sweet as sugar. If you wish any of it for your tea go ahead. There is also milk if you want," the President talked about Uir cuisine.

OOC: The milk is from camels but your leaders don't know that. If they take milk, they may react positively or negatively, your call but having them ask would provide a little bit of comedy in this talk of rebels.

"Seems logical. Remember, you have 12,000 land troops and 7,500 Rafales on hold if you need us," the Vice-President replied.

"If you may prefer a beer, we have traditional Uir Beer made from the fruit of the South Cabbage Tree. It is called 'South' because it is only found in the South hemisphere despite being from the northern Uir rainforests. It was described by settlers as 'tolerable'. The biscuits were sweetened with the berry's juice and it has proven to be a low calorie sweetener - twice as sweet as sugar. If you wish any of it for your tea go ahead. There is also milk if you want," the President talked about Uir cuisine.

The two nodded.
"Milk would be appreciated. As for beer, we're not allowed to touch the stuff for another..." He looked up, thinking. "...3 and a half weeks." He took the milk and poured some into Tara's and his cups. He took a drink before looking quizzically at the cup and asking, "Hm. This milk tastes rather unusual... Is it pasteurized?

"Pastuerized..." the Vice-President trailed off before the President whispered something into the other man's ear.

"No, it isn't pasteurized. The Uir never knew of such a process until the mid-20th century and it made the camel's milk taste quite wierd," the President answered, saying 'camel's milk' as casually as he had said 'milk' earlier.

OOC: *bump*?

"Pastuerized..." the Vice-President trailed off before the President whispered something into the other man's ear.

"No, it isn't pasteurized. The Uir never knew of such a process until the mid-20th century and it made the camel's milk taste quite wierd," the President answered, saying 'camel's milk' as casually as he had said 'milk' earlier.

Klaus eyes widened, before hurriedly going back to normal, albeit slightly horrified, while Tara kept a straight face, while giving a slight glare at Klaus.
"Its quite nice, actually."

"Thank you," said the President.

"My ancestors have used it for hundreds of years, long before the European colonists. They subsided mostly on camel products and whatever edible plants they could find. Usually acacia seeds or if they were lucky honey made by bees living in the Acacia tree. I have heard that camel milk is an acquired taste," the Vice-President was obviously proud of his desert heritage.

"Thank you," said the President.

"My ancestors have used it for hundreds of years, long before the European colonists. They subsided mostly on camel products and whatever edible plants they could find. Usually acacia seeds or if they were lucky honey made by bees living in the Acacia tree. I have heard that camel milk is an acquired taste," the Vice-President was obviously proud of his desert heritage.

"Your people seem to have had quite a hardship in the past. You must be a strong willed people." Tara said this, as Klaus was slowly turning an interesting shade of lime green.

"Well, as you could see from your helicopter there is nothing for kilometres but desert. This entire city thrives on the uranium mine and its power plant. Along with-" he was cut off by a light nudge in the ribs by the President.

"The Northern Uir had fruits and vegetables but had to compete with leopards and other predators of the rain forest. I think that scurvy was widespread among the southerners for centuries," after the president noticed Kalus he said, "My, you look like yogurt."

OOC: Camel milk has higher fat and protein than cow's milk.