NationStates Jolt Archive

Fresh from their time in Imbrinium, President Stinson and the First Lady were now flying to Falkasia. When they reached Falkasian airspace, the pilot reached for his radio, and spoke. "Falkasian Ground Control, this is LAF 1 on a diplomatic visit. Requesting heading and altitude assignment, over."

In the Presidential bedroom, President Stinson and the First Lady were in bed. Not for what the more perverted might be thinking, but the President was taking a nap before they reached Falkasian soil. Good times had been had in Imbrinium, and it that had been anything to go by, the President would need the sleep.

Fresh from their time in Imbrinium, President Stinson and the First Lady were now flying to Falkasia. When they reached Falkasian airspace, the pilot reached for his radio, and spoke. "Falkasian Ground Control, this is LAF 1 on a diplomatic visit. Requesting heading and altitude assignment, over."

In the Presidential bedroom, President Stinson and the First Lady were in bed. Not for what the more perverted might be thinking, but the President was taking a nap before they reached Falkasian soil. Good times had been had in Imbrinium, and it that had been anything to go by, the President would need the sleep.


In the tall, concrete Control Tower of Ekaterine International, the message was recieved.

"Proceed on your current heading north for 12 miles and gradually descend to 1000 feet. You should be on a direct vector into the airport. Once you land, please taxi to Terminal Charlie, Gate Alpha 1."

Outside the terminal, the Prime Minister's motocade was just pulling up to the entrance promonade. as the lead sedan came to a stop, the rear doors opened, revealing the Prime Minister flanked on both sides by bodyguards. Out of the other vehicles spewed and entourage of attaches and assistants, not to mention numerous unmarked security officials. "Better to be safe than sorry," had alsways been the Prime Minister's philosophy.

The group then proceeded inside the ornate marble entrance, escorted on all sides by airport personnel who were directing the mass of people to their destination. They stopped short in from of Gate Alpha-1, awaiting the arrival of the Lamonian President and his wife.

"Proceed on your current heading north for 12 miles and gradually descend to 1000 feet. You should be on a direct vector into the airport. Once you land, please taxi to Terminal Charlie, Gate Alpha 1."

"LAF 1 acknowledges, ground control. We are proceeding to Terminal Charlie, Gate one."

The pilot was as good as his word, and the aircraft proceeded on the course and altitude indicated. They would be landing within fifteen minutes, and the pilot used the intercom to inform his passengers of this.

In the meantime, President Stinson was looking out one of the windows, to see what the nation of Falkasia looked like. From what he could see, it looked interesting. Andrew Stinson turned to look at his wife, and kissed her. She was pregnant with his first child, and she looked even more beautiful to him now than when they first met in that competition for his heart.

"What do you think of the trip so far, my love?"

OOC: I won't have internet access this weekend.

OOC: That's fine. I'll wait for your next post then.

When LAF 1 landed, both President (Andrew) Stinson and his wife were at least near the door. Andrew was wanting to get this show on the road, and not just because of his curiosity about nations that he'd never seen before.

Soon enough, the door opened, and Andrew walked off of the aircraft; waiting for any Falkasian preparations for his arrival to begin.

OOC: Sorry it took me so long to respond. Been really tired lately. IC Post to come first thing tommorrow... of later today for you Europeans. It will replace this one.

OOC: no problem

OOC: Ok, now I finally ahve time to post. Incredibly sorry for the delay.

IC:
As the Lamonian President walked off the plane and into the terminal, he was greeted by a red carpet extending from the doorway, a giant stream of confetti and a thunderous applause from the terminal patrons, staff, and the Prime Minister himself. Once all had settled down, the Prime Minsietr approchaced the Lamonian with his hand extended. Smiling, he said, "It is a pleasure to have you here! There are so many things in store for us during your visit! You will love it all, I guarantee it!"

OOC: Tag for the post that i'd be making here if it wasn't 2 in the morning. Will get to posting here as well.