Brittanican Adenia
25-04-2009, 21:49
New Aden Montgomery International Airport | 25th April 1905 of the Adenian Calender | 10:23am
New Aden was a sprawling coastal metropolis, a mixture of ancient colonial architecture and modern glass-and-steel. It's river, the Solme, was a gleaming ribbon of blue snaking it's way through the diamond gleam of the city centre. One of the most extensively-maintained rivers in Haven, it's waters were crystal clear, filtered before they entered the city, and, although not drinkable, were certainly safe enough to swim in, if you fancied braving the strong eddies and undercurrents, and the constant flow of traffic up and down the river from the sea to the many industrial facilities inland.
The main city itself was a mixture of the old and new; rather than simply bulldozing the old colonial buildings owned by former landowners (ranging from workshops to garages to the two or three mansions dotted around the cities, and including a castle on a nearby headland), the City had simply bought them - one was now the Lord Mayor's residence, another the summer home of Her Majesty. The workshops now belonged to the City Borough, as did the garages. The castle now had a permanent Royal Navy garrison, but was open mostly for tourism.
The City centre was well-served by 2 gigantic railway stations; a prime method of transport in Adenia, streamlined steam trains ran 100mph-plus services across the country, with reserved routes only for foreign electric and diesel trains. The stations covered almost half a square kilometre apiece, handling over 500 million people a year from nations spanning the globe.
New Aden Montgomery, named after the first man to set foot in Adenia, was in itself an impressive 20 square kilometres, some 10 terminals catering for traffic across the world, with 1 dedicated to internal airship flights (another favoured method of transport by the rich in Adenia - cars were relatively unknown on Adenia's roads). A nation that almost seemed straight out of the 1920's, some said. A nation in tune with it's glorious past, the rebuttal.
Today, however, was a special occasion. Amid the dull roaring of jet aircraft and the throb of airship engines, a pair of flags flew. One for the New British Shores, the Royal State Department of Trade and Excise's visitor. The other was the Adenia flag, and both in the strong wind were fluttering with abandon. The stiff breeze caused the Adenian delegates to shiver, pulling their overcoats tighter to them. Though the weather was bright, a strong chill was in the air.
Royal Air Force personnel, dressed in their parade uniforms, held their rifles with bayonets fixed, pointed toward the sky. A red carpet lay pristinely before them. All that was needed was a foreign delegation, in fact.
New Aden was a sprawling coastal metropolis, a mixture of ancient colonial architecture and modern glass-and-steel. It's river, the Solme, was a gleaming ribbon of blue snaking it's way through the diamond gleam of the city centre. One of the most extensively-maintained rivers in Haven, it's waters were crystal clear, filtered before they entered the city, and, although not drinkable, were certainly safe enough to swim in, if you fancied braving the strong eddies and undercurrents, and the constant flow of traffic up and down the river from the sea to the many industrial facilities inland.
The main city itself was a mixture of the old and new; rather than simply bulldozing the old colonial buildings owned by former landowners (ranging from workshops to garages to the two or three mansions dotted around the cities, and including a castle on a nearby headland), the City had simply bought them - one was now the Lord Mayor's residence, another the summer home of Her Majesty. The workshops now belonged to the City Borough, as did the garages. The castle now had a permanent Royal Navy garrison, but was open mostly for tourism.
The City centre was well-served by 2 gigantic railway stations; a prime method of transport in Adenia, streamlined steam trains ran 100mph-plus services across the country, with reserved routes only for foreign electric and diesel trains. The stations covered almost half a square kilometre apiece, handling over 500 million people a year from nations spanning the globe.
New Aden Montgomery, named after the first man to set foot in Adenia, was in itself an impressive 20 square kilometres, some 10 terminals catering for traffic across the world, with 1 dedicated to internal airship flights (another favoured method of transport by the rich in Adenia - cars were relatively unknown on Adenia's roads). A nation that almost seemed straight out of the 1920's, some said. A nation in tune with it's glorious past, the rebuttal.
Today, however, was a special occasion. Amid the dull roaring of jet aircraft and the throb of airship engines, a pair of flags flew. One for the New British Shores, the Royal State Department of Trade and Excise's visitor. The other was the Adenia flag, and both in the strong wind were fluttering with abandon. The stiff breeze caused the Adenian delegates to shiver, pulling their overcoats tighter to them. Though the weather was bright, a strong chill was in the air.
Royal Air Force personnel, dressed in their parade uniforms, held their rifles with bayonets fixed, pointed toward the sky. A red carpet lay pristinely before them. All that was needed was a foreign delegation, in fact.