NationStates Jolt Archive

The unusual chill of the wind breeze has swept The President's skin. He decided to put on his jacket as he wasn't used to the 16 Degrees Celsius cold as The Philippiniada is a tropical nation. His limo was traveling at a constant speed through the highways with his usual security escort. This is the day another leader would be making a state visit to his nation. He look through the window and saw The Wolf Hold's flag and The Philippiniada's flag side by side in a flagpole. Also signs as "WELCOME TO MANIYLAD, MARSHALL" is spread across the city.

The limo suddenly stops and the President notices that their on the airport. He is about to unlock the vehicle but his security beat him into the punch and opened the door for the President... The wind blew by him again as the cold pinch of the air slices through his cheeks. The media then snaps pictures of the President and attempts to interview him before security stops them and even arrested on media member.

"Let him go, I know him" The President said to his security. The security obliged and the media thanked the President. Darren continued walking to the Airport's Entrance where he greeted the employees with a smile. The airport has a Wolf Hold's national anthem playing and with their culture all over it. The President continued walking to the VIP Reception Area where other Nation Heads of States has passed. The President then looked at his watch and said...

"I'm too early.. I gotta learn to be less punctual"

The Vice Wolf Marshall smoothed down his black and crimson dress uniform, as he sat on one of the couches on his personal plane. "Making final approach now, prepare for landing" The pilot announced over the PA system. Making final adjustments to his uniform he glanced around at the 4 Honour Guards that accompanied him. They two were in the black and crimson dress uniform. Rolling his shoulders he looked over the presidents file once more, thinking he was now well informed, he closed the dossier and waited for touch down.

As the wheels made contact with the tarmac, he let out a sigh this was it, one of the first diplomatic meetings he had done since the winter offensive. He looked out the window and could see the V.I.P landing area, the Wolf Hold Flag flying high. He stood up and placed his command cap on his head, he then moved to the door of the aircraft followed by his honour guards. The Plane pulled to a stop and the engines wound down, the Marshall could faintly here his national anthem, filled with pride for his country, he held is head high and his adjutant opened the aircraft door. Quickly correcting his cap he began to walk down the steps to the awaiting delegation.

As the Wolf Hold's Marshall's plane touches down. The Imperial Black Guard has prepared the Red Carpet from the ladder to the VIP Reception Area where the President is at. They all lined up with their Imperial Linolian Rifles. With each of them holding an Philippiniadian and a Wolf Holdian flag. In alternate order. The President then sighed. But he is used to it as he was meeting other heads of states earlier. He then stands by as the band plays the Wolf Holdian National Anthem...

The Vice Wolf Marshall began to march down the stairs of the plane followed by his honour guard, there M-14 EBRs glinting. When he reached the red carpet he bag to march along that in time to his national anthem keeping his eyes fixed on the Philippiniadanian president. Mentally analysing the rifles carried by the Philippiniada soldiers noting down mentally all he could about them and the soldiers. He arrived in front of the Philippiniadaian president with a crisp military stop, his honour guard came to attention as one, rifles against sides and hands in salute. After a moment the Vice Wolfs Marshall offered his had to the president.

The Philippiniadan soldiers saluted the Vice Wolf Marshall as he is traversing the red carpet onto the President. The media then is spotted on a controlled environment and snapping and clicking sounds are echoing the VIP Reception Hall. The President then smiled and reaches the hand of his fellow head of state.

"Greetings, friend. My name is Darren M. Anselmo. The President of the Empire of the Philippiniada" The President cheerfully and lively greeted the polished and obvious battle hardened man. The President felt like he was meeting one of his Generals with this man's physique and stance. "You must be the Vice Wolf Marshall, It's a pleasure finally meeting you, at last"

Grasping the Presidents hand Firmly and shaking. "I am honoured Mr President, I am Mitchell Lane, Vice Wolf Marshall. I must admit it is also a pleasure meeting you, thank you for the welcome, its nice to be met by bands insted of bullets flying past your head" He said as he glanced around the V.I.P welcome hall. "At ease men" He motioned with his hand and the honour guards relaxed sligtly easing them selves.

The President is surprised at the "bullets flying past your heads" comment by the Vice Wolf Marshall, but rather to react. He just smiled and laughed at that sentence "Good one, Mr, Lane! Well, how do you like the arrangements i made? It's the least i can do for accepting our invitation for a state visit in our nation" The President presented the culture of Wolf Hold on one airport. "Shall we proceed to the Imperial Palace for our talks?"

"I have never seen a nation recreate our cultre so well, you must be congratualted Mr President. Oh and is my honour to beable to make this visit" staring at a piece on display and still quietly singing his national anthem in his head the Marshall looked back up at the president. "Yes, I belive that would be a good idea, lead the way Mr President"

The President felt very accomplished when The Vice Wolf Marshall complimented on the arrangements made in the airport. "It took some research, but it's the least that we can do" The President said. "Most certainly, We will take the my Limo to the Imperial Palace" The President proceded to the outside with the Vice Wolf Marshall. His Aide-de-Camp opened the doors of his Limo. "After you, Mr. Lane" The President smiled with a glee to the Vice Wolf Marshall.

Before the Marshall stepped into the limo, he was stopped by one of his soldiers. The soldier whispered something into his ear, this stopped the Marshall in his tracks. He took a step back and looked straight at the President.

"Mr President I must inform you we are now at war with the Deserted Territories, will this have any repercussions on our negotiations?"

The President then switched to his serious face. Though at his inner thoughts, he's having second thoughts on negotiating with a nation with a war to fight. This is a chance for the Imperial Armed Forces to deploy it's newest weapons in a real battlezone. "Not at all, Mr. Marshall. It will have no effects on our negotiations." The President cleared any signs of seriousness and smiled.

"That is good, right then onto the palce then" Clambering inside the limo and smoothing down his dress uniform. He waited for the President to join him.

The President joins the Marshall inside the Limo as the sirens of their escorts go off. The Limo speeds to the Imperial Palace, along the way. The Limo has passed several welcoming signs for the Marshall. The President broke the silence and said "So, may i know why did the Wolf Holdian Government declared war against the Deserted Terittories?"

"I presume you are aware of the ongoing situation concerning a Four Heatons Civillian Aircraft? We had a Naval Task Force deploying through the area to deliver Red Cross AID to a disaster struck Island." The Marshall looked out of the window at some welcoming signs, he gave a sigh. "The Deserted Territories activly jammed our communications and Radar, we retaliated"

"That is indeed less fortunate" The President give out a sigh "Nonetheless, Clear your head of that war for the moment. Enjoy your stay here at our nation. Feel at home and don't hesitate to ask if you have something needed, ok?" The President tries to comfort his fellow Head-of-State. The limo then stopped and so does their escorts. The President's aide-de-camp opens the door for the President and steps out of the limo. "C'mon Mr. Marshall, Welcome to the Imperial Palace" The President showed his official residence and the most important building in all of the Empire. "Mr. Rhodes, please take the Marshall's bag to his VIP Room" The President ordered. "Shall we proceed inside and begin the discussions?"

"Yes please, I hope we can make great things happen today, Mr President, you may lead me inside, will It be ok if my guards stay out here for a while, they need to get incontact with our central command" Whilst he discussed with the President the 4 Honour Guards had taken there helemts off and were causually talking with the presidental guard.

"I have a feeling we will, Mr. Marshall" The President gives a hint of reassurance to the Vice Wolf Marshall. "This way, my friend" The President leads the way inside the Imperial Palace. The hallowed halls echoes the steps of the President and the Marshall. They head directly to the Diplomatic Room of the Palace. Where there is a coffee table beside two chairs. "Have a seat, Mr. Marshall" The President said while having a seat as well. "Shall we begin?"

Taking his seat, and having a small sip of coffe, he looked striaght at the president. "Yes let us begin, oh and I would like to thank you for your support against the Four Heatons" Taking another sip and continued to look at the president.

OOC: That things have not yet happened by the time of this meeting, I'm assumming that The President and the Vice Wolf Marshall agreed to have some sort of Military Treaty. It's called fluid time in RP. :)

"Let's begin, So. I understand that you have some propostions for our Government" The President seated comfortably and looked very serious.

OOC- *faceplam* Damn it forgot about that

"Yes, we would like to propose A joint Military assistance treaty, in which if either nation is invaded or under threat of invasion the other will use any and all means to assist. Another part we would like to offer is the chance for free trade between our Nations, do these offers sound appealing to you?"

"It does sound tempting" The President agreed. He sipped a cup of Tropical Iced Tea on his glass. "That's the reason why we keep offering embassies to different nations now. We would like to improve our relations with nations around the world and make allies, and with the face of an economic recession. An free trade agreement between our nations would benefit both of us."

"Yes the Economic recession definatly makes the look of a Free trade agrement appealing. Not to mention due to the laws of our nation we don't offer Free trade agrements lightly as they can have huge benifits for the other party." Taking another sip of the black coffe.

"Really? The Empire is really luck then." The President said before letting out a small laugh "So, then it's settled? The Empire and the Wolf Hold will now sign a free trade agreement? Shall we sign the treaty?"

"Yes lets sign that treaty, The Empire and the Wolf Hold will have a free trade agreement" Dwoning the last of his coffe and looking intently at the president.

The President called a Imperial Secret Service on his side and whispered something to his ear. The ISS nodded and got something from the President's Secretary. it's a whole bunch of paper which can be read from the heading... "FREE TRADE TREATY" The President got his pen from his suit and signed his name on the dotted line "It's your turn, Mr. Marshall" The President said with a smile.

"I trust their will be no small print along the lines of...'All your bases belong to us'?" The Marshall said with a smile as he pulled out an ink pen from his black uniform and placed his signature on the dotted line. Offering his hand to the president, "A great thing has been acomplished here today"

The President chuckled. "Indeed, so. moving on with the military cooperation treaty you mentioned, Mr. Marshall"

"Yes as I said the basics would be that in the event of hostile threat to either of our nations, the other nation would use all and any means avalible to support said nation. Also if either of our nations go to war with another nation, the other nation is obliged to support the other in their invasion, conflict etc, as long as their goverment supports the war. Also we would invite you to construct a military instilation inside our nation"

"Acceptable in my terms, Mr. Marshall. As for the Military Installation inside your territory. May we know if how many battalions and regiments of our troops can occupy that base and how large can it be?" The President intently asked his fellow head-of-state before taking a sip at his glass of water

"We would allow a maximum of 50,000 combat troops under normal peace time conditons, however in times of war this number may be increased. Also in regard to armored vehicles, as long as they come under the restrictions of your force orginisation they are allowed. We offer Multi-Arm Bases so booth Naval and aviation assest are permitted to be bassed there." Siping his glas of water he continued. "We would during times of peace restrict naval ships to a maximum of one fleet deployed to the base and a maximum of 50 Combat Aircraft, however you are allowed an unlimited amount of support staff, well unlimited in the regard that any number is accepptable as long as it is relevant to the number of combat troops deployed to the base."

"Uh-huh. Well, As for it's location. Mr. Marshall. Can we get it near one of your ports for convenience? And for the Military Treaty. I suggest putting on a clause that every year. We will have a Joint Training Exercise to hone our troops skills in combat. And exchange military and intelligence in terms of tactics and strategies" The President said while looking at his counterpart

"We have a Pleatu near Port Palla which would be perfect for such a base. The idea of a joint training exercise is defintaly a good idea and should be entered into the treaty and yes the exchange of inteligence and other military matters could be invaluble to our nations"

"This is indeed interesting. Mr. Marshall, It's settled. The Philippiniada and the Wolf Hold are now allied to each other in both military and economic aspects" The President then extends his hands.

Clasping the presidents hand and shaking it, "Good to be allies, This will go down as a great moment in both are Nations historys"

The President then reached for an envelope that has a marking "MILITARY ALLIANCE PAPERS" He opened it and revealed another bunch of papers. It's the Military Treaty that is waited to be signed by both parties. The President reaches out for his pen again and signed his name on the dotted line. before giving it to the Marshall "Don't worry, No small prints that say all your bases belong to us" Before giving out a smirk

"A sense of humor too, I think we will get along just fine" Pulling out his pen and putting his name on the dotted line.

"I have a feeling to, Mr. Marshall" The President said while laughing "So, is there anything else you like to discuss?"

"I can think of nothing else, Mr President, unless you havbe anything else to suggest?" Still smilling broadly from the Presidents small joke.

"Hmm. None at the moment. Mr. Marshall" The President then looked at the clock. It's already 4PM "Time flies when your making history... I'm sure your exhausted, Mr. Marshall. Do you want to take me to your room for tonight?"

"Yes please I could do with a good nights rest, Lead the way" Standing up and awaiting the presidents direction.

The President stood up and lead the way to the VIP Room of the Imperial Palace. As they approach it. The President opened the door and revealed the hotel suite like VIP Room where the Marshall will be resting "Here it is, Mr. Marshall. There is a phone there which is a direct link to your office back at Wolf Hold. And there is a phone that is a direct link to the Kitchen if you happen to get hungry. Feel free to order anything. Make yourself at home"

"This is a lovly room, thank you for the hospitality Mr President. Where are my men quatered?" The Marshall asked as he picked up two glasses and walked over to his case, pulling out a bottle of whiskey. Pouring the two drinks he offered one of the glasses to the President. " A drink to the future"

"Your men can be admitted at a local five-star hotel, Mr. Marshall" The President took the whiskey and cheers with the Marshall "To the future"

"To the future" The marshall echoed as he drank his whiskey. "Is there anything else Mr President?"

"None, Mr. Marshall. You can take your rest now. May i leave you?" The President asked

"You may Leave Mr President"

OOC: So this concludes it.. :)

OOC- I guess it does, lets see if the alliance lasts