NationStates Jolt Archive

Prentice Florender had a briefcase full of papers and a mind full of ideas. Right now, he needed to talk to Ralkovian leaders and scientists. Perhaps it wasn't the most opportune time to gain any advantage out of a trade agreement, but it was just the right moment to negotiate for one. He grinned as he was the one who convinced his government to allow talks to be exchanged with the Ralkovians. Of course... these would be of the utmost secrecy.

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(Sorry I'm on my phone and I don't get to see much with it)

Evana williams greeted the man, she was secretary director(chief of the department) of trade. She was a beautiful woman, her glasses tinted as she looked at the man with a little bit of indifference."This best be good, theres a war going on in my country," she said slightly angry now at being called away. The Ralkovian Revolution as it was called was turning bloodier every day.

"I apologize," he said, but in reality he was taking advantage. His government was falling apart. No orders were circulating and who had control was very complicated. He was taking advantage of the moment for self-gain and glory, but he wanted to make it seem like he wanted what was best for both countries. "I would like to discuss the copyright issues concerning necklogen and also few agreements to cement our relations."

"necklogen is a mineral resource found only in ralkovia, to mine it you would have to have a mine in ralkovia, if this is what I came all the way for I will be leaving right now," she said. In truth she just wanted to get back her fiance was dead and her mother was dying from a bullet to the lungs. The shrapnel was slowly killing the old woman.

"Well... we'd like to purchase mine then," he said uncannily. "We would also like a trade agreement and alliance."

"A mine is not for sale at this time, we are after all in the middle of a civil war," she said getting angrier by the minute. She pushed down her dress a bit as the skirt began to ride up on her.