Vernesia
01-01-2009, 16:34
Adrianna Castellano couldn't have been more surprised whenever she had been sent over to the Kingdom of Lundastal to conduct a diplomatic meeting over Lundastal offering friendship, not screaming over either crude oil or the human rights abuses of the nation. It was the first meeting she'd ever been at which didn't involve genocide or any of that particular shit .
"Landing in five minutes," said the pilot through the intercom of the business class aircraft.
Here we go, thought Adrianna.
She was 5 foot 8, dark brown hair, green eyes and beautiful in the Italian sort of way. Her parents had fled Fascist Italy along with her grandparents, back in the 30s. She herself and only been born 30 years ago, and her parents had told her about the horrors of Fascist Italy, and why they fled with hundreds more to Vernesia. Of course, back in those days, Vernesia was actually a nation which didn't commit mass genocides or any of the other shit which it had started under King Peter I.
Adrianna's daydreams and thoughts were cut short, however, as soon as the aircraft landed. Instantly, she made a move to get our first, instead of waiting for the middle-aged businessmen which were also aboard the flight. Luckily, she got off first, and as she walked the metal steps which would take her off the aircraft, she scanned for any sign of somebody looking to pick her up.
"Landing in five minutes," said the pilot through the intercom of the business class aircraft.
Here we go, thought Adrianna.
She was 5 foot 8, dark brown hair, green eyes and beautiful in the Italian sort of way. Her parents had fled Fascist Italy along with her grandparents, back in the 30s. She herself and only been born 30 years ago, and her parents had told her about the horrors of Fascist Italy, and why they fled with hundreds more to Vernesia. Of course, back in those days, Vernesia was actually a nation which didn't commit mass genocides or any of the other shit which it had started under King Peter I.
Adrianna's daydreams and thoughts were cut short, however, as soon as the aircraft landed. Instantly, she made a move to get our first, instead of waiting for the middle-aged businessmen which were also aboard the flight. Luckily, she got off first, and as she walked the metal steps which would take her off the aircraft, she scanned for any sign of somebody looking to pick her up.