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| Tweet Topic Started: May 2 2014, 05:01 AM (191 Views) | |||
| Mastropa | May 2 2014, 05:01 AM Post #1 | ||
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Anax Kerameikos snorted as he looked at the map again. “It wasn’t so long ago that I was considering writing a congratulatory letter to Medai for a successful and unopposed conquest,” he murmured to himself. “And now we find another nation sitting in that very territory, galvanized by our ally’s invasion. To think,” he said more clearly, turning toward Basileus Kypseli, “that our ally, Medai, should take on the role of the Dorians in our own history. Makaria has always been an ironic goddess…” Kypseli shrugged his shoulders. “I will leave that to the priests,” he said. “The only opinion I have on the matter is that it would have been nice to allow our first international ally to obtain some coastline along the Reval Ocean, if only so that we could more easily ship goods there by sea. At the moment, the shipment of our natural resources to Medai remains somewhat more expensive than it should be; certainly international interest in our products will fall if we are capable of selling them more cheaply.” Kerameikos nodded again toward the map. “Nonetheless, we sell enough to Medai to make our initial forays into economics in the west worthwhile,” he said. “And regardless of whether or not Medai has a shoreline on the Reval Ocean, it is certain that Brasilia does. What we cannot sell to our first ally, perhaps we can sell to our latest—as long as this newcomer agrees to an alliance in the first place.” The basileus turned to look at the map as well. “They might not appreciate an alliance with a nation that is allied to their recent invader.” “They might not care, either,” Kerameikos replied. “Medai invaded territory that was, at the time, unheld; the previous empire had just dissolved into nothing. The nation that has risen from the ashes might understand the position of Medai, and have no grudge about it. Might,” he repeated in response to Kypseli’s raised eyebrow. “Forgive me my optimism here.” “I might ask if you were drunk before you began this letter writing process,” Kypseli commented. “To be an optimistic anax is to invite disaster upon one’s self and one’s nation.” Kerameikos snorted. “I would love to be drunk at the moment,” he said seriously, “but unfortunately that cannot explain my current mental state. Perhaps I am just so weary of constant cynicism that I have turned away from my usual mood, if only for a single night.”
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| Deleted User | May 2 2014, 05:30 AM Post #2 | ||
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As Emperor Ivan sat in his office on this pleasant morning, his aide handed him a letter from the Achaian Peloponnese, regarding matters of mutual interest. He thought to himself for a very long time regarding the letter. Soon, he said to his aide, "Hell, maybe these people could help us. Send the Prime Minister to Kerkyra and lets get this going."
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| Mastropa | May 2 2014, 07:00 PM Post #3 | ||
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Anax Anafiotika Airport was busy as always, as Ambassador Patmos awaited the arrival of the flight from Brasilia. It was early afternoon, and the sun blazed through the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the tarmac, where heat shimmers distorted the image of the planes preparing for takeoff. Patmos was extremely grateful that public buildings such as the airport and the Megaron were fitted with central air conditioning; most private structures, including his own house, had not been built with that technology in mind, and the last thing that Achaian Peloponnese needed was to create a bad impression for the visitor from abroad immediately after first greeting her. Beside the ambassador sat Baslieus Agora, head of the Office of Economics. Technically the basileus held greater power than the ambassador, but it was clear that in this matter of international relations Patmos would be allowed to do his job without interference. Agora’s presence was mainly related to the importance of the visitor; Anax Kerameikos had not wanted to insult his guest, the prime minister of Brasilia, by presenting her with a “mere” government functionary as a negotiating partner. This would normally have been taken care of by Minister Peiraias, or Basileus Kifisia at a stretch, but of course both of them had been sent to Medai for the neutrality summit, and already the anax was regretting his hasty decision to lend as much support to the cause of neutrality as he could without appearing himself. Of the remaining basileis, Agora represented one of the other major reasons that Achaian Peloponnese was interested in gaining the favor of Brasilia: Not only would the new nation be a viable trading partner for Achaian Peloponnese, but it would be much easier to trade with their existing partner Medai if Brasilia was willing to accept Achaian traffic moving through its territory. A buzz brought Ambassador Patmos’s attention to his pocket. Fetching his phone, he glanced at the message from the flight control tower: “Brasilian flight approaching.” Snapping his phone closed, he glanced at Basileus Agora and stood up. “They’re almost here,” he said. Agora nodded and stood as well. “Gate 12?” she asked, referring to the diplomatic gate that led directly to the tarmac and the small hangars nearby reserved for diplomatic private jets. Patmos nodded as he made his way in that direction. Passing through the security checkpoint with little fuss, the ambassador and the basileus exited the building and found themselves under the afternoon sun. Patmos glanced around and was pleased to see that the diplomatic car had already arrived to take the Brasilian guest directly from the tarmac to the Megaron. “It looks like everything is ready.” Agora nodded. “That must be them,” she said, nodding toward a jet that was taxiing to a stop nearby. Already the airport attendants were rushing to service the plane and push the portable stairs to the door. “Let’s see where this leads us.” (OOC: Edit for fixing gendered pronouns. Stupid male-centered assumptions...) Edited by Mastropa, May 3 2014, 12:45 AM.
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| Deleted User | May 2 2014, 11:51 PM Post #4 | ||
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As soon as the jet landed in Achaian Peloponnese, Prime Minister Dilma Roussef started to feel nervous, as this was the first diplomat mission in her five year career. Once the airport attendants opened the door to the plane, she stepped out into the sunlight, as if it had rid her of all nervousness. As she looked down she saw two men, each dressed very professionally, and thought those were the two men she was going to get to know over the next few hours. Roussef walked down the stairs and toward the men and said, "Hello, I am Prime Minister Dilma Roussef of the Brasilian Empire. I believe you two are the men I am supposed to meet, am I correct?" | ||
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| Mastropa | May 3 2014, 01:22 AM Post #5 | ||
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“Prime Minister Roussef, it is a pleasure to meet you,” the ambassador said with a smile. “I am Ambassador Patmos, from the Office of International Diplomatic Relations. The woman beside me,” he continued, motioning toward his companion, “is Agora, Basileus of the Office of Economics.” Agora smiled and nodded toward the prime minister. “On behalf of the anax, welcome to Achaian Peloponnese!” Patmos motioned toward the waiting diplomatic car. “Please join us, Prime Minister. The Megaron is a ten-minute drive away, and the vehicle is stocked with refreshments to enjoy during the trip. I know it has not been an easy journey from Brasilia, to arrive here half a world away.” |
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| Deleted User | May 3 2014, 02:00 AM Post #6 | ||
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"No it has not, but I am very glad to be here in your beautiful country. You said the car was that way?" Roussef started to walk to the car waiting for them with the two Achaians, exited to finally begin the talks. Once that were all seated in the back of the car, she asked, "Excuse me, but may I ask what is the Megaron? It sounds very interesting." | ||
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| Mastropa | May 3 2014, 03:14 AM Post #7 | ||
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“The Megaron is our administrative center,” Ambassador Patmos said. “It is essentially our capitol building. I can assure you that it is the most secure site in Achaian Peloponnese, with the exception of some very obscure military fortifications.” Basileus Agora nodded. “Achaians were originally a collection of very different tribal peoples, who were brought together in order to fend off a common enemy. The war leader who came to power during the struggle, the first anax, Vyronas, enforced the solidarity of the Achaian people in order to prevent a repeat of the Dorian invasion. He created a highly-centralized form of government to preserve our Unification and prevent the various tribes from separating from the whole once again. The Megaron, in its various forms over the last several generations, is the symbol of our national unity. Everything related to Achaian government is run through the Megaron, including both ministries and all the offices under them. It even serves as the permanent home of the anax and his ministers.” |
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| Deleted User | May 3 2014, 04:58 AM Post #8 | ||
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"Alright, that makes a lot sense. Now, shall we start getting to the nitty-gritty or should we wait till we arrive at our destination?" | ||
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| Mastropa | May 3 2014, 11:41 PM Post #9 | ||
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Ambassador Patmos shook his head. “I have no objection,” he said. The car was almost as secure from eavesdropping as any office in the Megaron, after all. “I’m sure, though, that you can guess the first reason for our invitation. International diplomacy seems to revolve around Victorium nowadays, and I’m afraid this will be no exception.” “That is not to say that everything we want to speak about deals with military unpleasantness,” Basileus Agora cut in quickly, giving the ambassador a glance; Patmos nodded his head to her. She continued, “Achaian Peloponnese has very few overseas markets for any of its goods or resources, and the outbreak of war just as our nation was beginning to look for markets of that nature has led the Office of Economics to focus most of its attention on the western hemisphere in order to avoid any serious problems with shipping goods to nations currently fighting on another. We are very interested in learning how Achaian Peloponnese’s products can serve the needs of Brasilia, and of course vice versa.” Patmos nodded again. “In all things, we are attempting to be completely neutral when it comes to the ambitions and the ideologies of the nations going to war right now. For the most part, that means that we are diplomatically and economically attempting to ignore those nations that are likely to join the war effort. That means that Achaian Peloponnese needs to build its relationships with uninvolved nations as firmly and as quickly as possible, so that our independence of action and thought is not at risk from any nation that wants to drag us into a mess we’re unwilling to enter on our own, either through economic or military means.” The ambassador smiled at Prime Minister Roussef. “Our first concern is whether or not the Empire of Brasilia feels the same way about the war and about its independent place in Noverra that Achaian Peloponnese does.” |
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| Deleted User | May 4 2014, 12:30 AM Post #10 | ||
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"We feel exactly the same way, but we are a little bit more willing to do business with nations involved in the war. But, of course, we would prefer to align ourselves with neutral states. As for our economic needs, we don't have a lot of imports, but one thing that we desperate need is timber and iron, as mining and logging is banned in our nation. And for our exports, we mostly export technology and ships, military or civilian. But of course, we would love to see what you have to offer before we make a deal of some sort ." | ||
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| Mastropa | May 4 2014, 01:10 AM Post #11 | ||
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Basileus Agora smiled widely. “Prime Minister, it sounds to me as though our national needs are completely compatible. Achaian Peloponnese is rich in natural resources, including base metals such as iron. We have extensive mining projects in the Peloponnesian Mountains—which are, I hasten to add, heavily forested. Although it may be hard to imagine when you look at the countryside surrounding Kerkyra,” she added, knowing that Prime Minister Roussef would have seen the terraces and grasses of the hills surrounding the city as her plane landed. “The forests, and the mountains themselves, are much farther south.” Ambassador Patmos nodded. “We actually have quite a surplus of natural resources, but we are not as rich in finished products. In fact, as Basileus Agora just said, the needs of our nations seem very complementary. Achaian Peloponnese is very interested in gaining foreign expertise when it comes to modern technology. Existing in isolation for so long has left us ignorant of the technological advances enjoyed by the rest of the world; we are very interested in changing that situation for the better.” The diplomatic car began to slow, and the ambassador glanced outside. “Ah, we’re here,” he said, as the Megaron rose up above the approaching car. Already the valets—all military officers—were standing at attention outside the main gate to greet the new arrivals; as the car came to a stop, two of them immediately made their way to the vehicle’s back door and opened it for the three occupants.
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| Deleted User | May 7 2014, 01:14 AM Post #12 | ||
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"Well, that is one hell of a building, I wish we had something like that back home. So, shall we continue inside?" | ||
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| Mastropa | May 8 2014, 04:35 PM Post #13 | ||
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“Absolutely,” Ambassador Patmos said, as Basileus Agora stepped out of the car in her impatience; she had been extremely jittery since learning just how economically compatible Brasilia and Achaian Peloponnese could be. The ambassador allowed Prime Minister Roussef to exit the vehicle before he followed her out, motioning in front of him as he stepped up beside her. “This way, please; we’ll go straight to my office.” The walk from the front doors and the ambassadorial offices was not long at all, partly because the Megaron’s designer had hoped to avoid annoying any visiting diplomats with lengthy walks and grand tours, and partly because the designers had also hoped to keep foreign visitors as far away from sensitive information and infrastructure as possible, to prevent either espionage or sabotage. Either way, Ambassador Patmos was soon opening the door to his office and stepping aside for the prime minister and the basileus to precede him inside, before closing the door and pulling out a seat at a round table situated to the side of the room. “As there are three of us, this will be easier than sitting at my desk,” he explained. “Now, since we were already on the subject of the economy”—‘and since the basileus would never forgive me if I turned away from her subject of expertise when it appears to be so promising to her and to Achaian Peloponnese’—“I would like to continue that discussion before we begin anything else. As I said earlier, we have great supplies of iron and lumber, and are more than willing to share them in return for Brasilia’s technological support and naval development. Does your nation require ours to deal indirectly through various Brasilian companies in order to manage this trade in resources, or does the government of Brasilia have direct control over trade agreements of this nature?” |
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| Deleted User | May 8 2014, 09:54 PM Post #14 | ||
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"Our government is in charge of trade agreements and regulations, but it is up to the companies to create and provide the product overseas. Although we are more than willing to trade with any and all nations, we do have very strict regulations on products leaving the nation that could have our national security endangered. Luckily, my government does not fell this way about your nation, so our regulations will not be as strict as normal. We would also like to ask you the same question, but adding how much of your exports are regulated?" | ||
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| Mastropa | May 12 2014, 09:56 PM Post #15 | ||
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Basileus Agora frowned. “Exports that are produced through subsidized industries, such as all of our mining operations, are regulated as a matter of course, as the government is directly involved in almost all of these shipments. The same is not true for private enterprises, even those within the same industries, but in the latter case they often cannot compete in any serious way. However, the nature of the regulation of these materials, which is to say the fact that the government has direct influence over the production and exportation itself, is not even a hindrance to the process, and more often actually expedites it—though, as you have already mentioned, such a process could only take place when the products are being sent to a nation friendly with Achaian Peloponnese. Again, private companies are not as heavily regulated, and can—and often will—sell and export to any nation regardless of such a nation’s relationship with Achaian Peloponnese; we are not interested in stopping them from doing so, as such private enterprises remain an important part of our economy, and any products that can be used against our government are already controlled by it in the way I described before.” “In short,” picked up Ambassador Patmos, “the products that Brasilia seems to need most are in Achaian Peloponnese’s direct control, and can be sent directly to you. On our end, it appears that we will have to develop multiple contracts with individual Brasilian companies; and while this seems at first glance to be problematic, it will allow Achaian Peloponnese to create serious relationships with the Brasilian commons, which can only help both your nation and our own to maintain the mutual understanding we are developing right now.” |
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