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A Conference on the River (Closed|FAO: New British Shores)

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.
The New British Shores
25-04-2009, 21:58
Republic Air Force One, escorted by two Typhoons, approached the airport. The VC-25 began to land having been cleared the two typhoons followed. Ten Minutes later The Door of RAF 1 opened and President John White walked down the Steps, flanked by his SecState Joe Insoror and his Republic Sentinel Detail.
Brittanican Adenia
25-04-2009, 22:21
OOC: Just as a heads-up, but one I'll let pass for now, fighter jets generally aren't considered diplomatic when sending delegations to a simple trade conference - normally they'd turn back at the border. In this case, I'll let it go, and they'll be catered for, but many nations will simply shoot the lot down.

The national anthem of the visitors sparked up as soon as the doors opened. As the president and his delegation reached the end of the carpet, the Minister for Trade and Excise stepped forward.

A small man at 5' 7", he nonetheless strode forward and puffed up his chest importantly, holding out his hand. His navy blue issue suit was impeccably pressed, the Adenian flag lapel badge polished to perfection.

"President White, I assume? And your secretary of state, Mister Insoror?"
The New British Shores
25-04-2009, 22:28
OOC: I didn't think about that, I can edit it so they turned back if you wish? Were my Sentinels permitted their firearms?

IC

"Minister" John smiled polietly shaking the offered hand "And yes, this is Secutary of State Joe Insoror"
John was dressed in a smart suit, the creases on his trousers as sharp as knives. He had been tempted to wear his honoury republic Army uniform, but had decided against it. Joe was dressed equally smartly.
The Republic Sentinels were all dressed in Suit and sported Black Sunglasses and Earpeices sneaking up into their ears.
Brittanican Adenia
25-04-2009, 22:58
OOC: I didn't think about that, I can edit it so they turned back if you wish? Were my Sentinels permitted their firearms?

IC

"Minister" John smiled polietly shaking the offered hand "And yes, this is Secutary of State Joe Insoror"
John was dressed in a smart suit, the creases on his trousers as sharp as knives. He had been tempted to wear his honoury republic Army uniform, but had decided against it. Joe was dressed equally smartly.
The Republic Sentinels were all dressed in Suit and sported Black Sunglasses and Earpeices sneaking up into their ears.

OOC: It's fine for now. The Sentinals are the equivalent of the US Secret Service, yes? If so, firearms are limited to pistols and they'll be required to stay outside of the government building/boat. The Royal Metropolitan Constabulary are more than equipped to deal with security matters normally.

"Excellent, excellent. If you'd like to enter the car, gentlemen?" He pointed to a black, gleaming Rolls-Royce Phantom V, purring on the tarmac. Twin flags flew from the bonnet, the driver dressed in grey. His cap was tipped as the door opened with a gentle click - the car had had the best of care over it's years. Inside, there was ample room for 4 people, armchairs with sufficient room to operate laptops, PDA's, and to have a decent glass of whisky to boot.

"After you, sirs. Your security service will be catered for."

Behind the cars sat Land Rover Discoverys, much more suited for escort work - armoured, modified engines, weapon racks, hidden lights in the front radiator grille. At the wheel were select members of the Special Boat Service, Adenia's first and foremost special operations service.
The New British Shores
26-04-2009, 11:27
John nodded polietly and got into the car, followed by Joe.
The Sentinels meanwhile got into the Land Rovers they had been shown to. Once inside they kept a careful watch of the outside, ready to spring into action should the need arrive.

OOC: And Yes, their basically secret service
Brittanican Adenia
26-04-2009, 22:03
The drive would not take long - only as far as the airport's rail terminal, where they would see the River.

The River was a locomotive. Over 200 tons of locomotive, in fact, and one of the most streamlined ever made.

Resembling a Henschel-Wegmann train of Nazi Germany, the locomotive in a crisp brunswick green, the carriages in a deep wood and cream livery. In gold, across each carriage below the window was stencilled "State Locomotive, Diplomatic and Ambassadorial Carriage" in a fine script. One of the many innovations to escape from the Third Reich, the design had been chosen over it's British counterparts as it was felt the design had more to offer. Indeed, some versions had been converted to electric and diesel engines for use abroad. Adenian trains were known for prestige - old-fashioned restaurant cars and compartments dominated the themes of the railway, and airline seating features in Third Class only.

However, this train was different. A five-car rake, consisting of a staff car for the guards and Sentinal detail, a dining car serving the finest food available and with exquisite silverware. Then came a saloon car, dominated by a baby grand piano at one end, with stocks of cigars and whiskies from the world over. A conference room followed, a large rectangular table surrounded by chairs, all made of wood and leather. Blackout screens, satellite linkups, and plug-in facilities for just about any mobile device available.
Finally, the Panorama car, with it's staffed bar, and food on order. A full butler service was available on the train. It's reputation as one of the worlds most exclusive and high-class trains was well-deserved.

The crew met them aboard the platform. All members of the Royal Transport Corps, and from their special VIP Rail Executive, they were amongst the highest-paid and most well-trained in the nation, an exclusive brethren trained to live and work in complete harmony. In crisp burgundy uniforms, adapted from peaked caps for the guards to forage caps and overalls for the engineers, they were an astounding site.

The Minister, Thomas Burrundy-Thyron, allowed the President and his men to wander up and down the platform, before allowing one silk-gloved guardsman to open their door to the restaurant car.
The New British Shores
27-04-2009, 20:15
John and Joe had spent a few minutes walking up and down the platform, talking about what they were going to talk about at the conference, as well as taking in the train before they stepped aboard the train when invited.
Stepping aboard the train they tried not to show how amazed they were as they looked around the Restaurant Car