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| ACTUAL Press Conference, Konigmark; This is the real one, people | |
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| Santa Colona | Jul 29 2014, 01:31 AM Post #1 |
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| Sviardia-Nordrvegria | Sep 7 2014, 10:35 PM Post #16 |
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"So I am responsible for what a previous regime did? So be it. The feeling is mutual." after saying that she wispered to Rodos. "If I had my way a certain Crown Prince who has it among his top priorities to apologize to you would be Emperor and that insultive Minister would be dead. Have a nice day ambassador. We wouldn't want that personnal opinion of mine to attract attention now, would we?" Domitia was one of Andrew's contacts in the Foreign Office. Suspicion of that had gotten her sent to this cold desolate corner of the world, but if the Achaians and the rest of the League recognized Andrew's claim following Nautilus' Operation Augustus, that would change. [OOC: Sorry will fix that soon] Edited by Sviardia-Nordrvegria, Sep 8 2014, 09:36 PM.
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| Kenso | Sep 8 2014, 11:49 PM Post #17 |
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Maxim adjusts his tie, somewhat unused to the constricting piece of fabric. Wearing robes all day, like the rest of the royal family, makes the officer's suit feel odd on his body. Shifting in his seat, the man runs a hand through his long blonde tresses, the guards around him staring out the window at the snow storm. "What a depressing and frozen land..." The wonder at the sight of snow is evident in the young man's voice, despite his comments. The Emperor's brother nods his head, crossing his legs and smirking at his companion. "Aronic, is this your first time seeing snow? Much of your generation has not seen any, discounting those who were not born in Kenso of course." Maxim points outside. "When the Emperor and I were children, we visited some of the countries in the West. It snows in the latter and earlier parts of the year. It's beautiful at first, until you realise that it's more than capable of killing you if you are not prepared...." He trails off, before reaching a hand out to ruffle his son's hair. "Enough of that! Enjoy the sight for now, we're coming up to our destination." The black limousine stops before the rather plain and dreary looking building. Steeling himself, Aronic opens the door, quickly running through the blizzard to open his uncle's door. Stepping out of the car, the two quickly make their way inside to the heat. Looking around for a moment, Maxim focuses on the young woman behind the receptionist desk, and signals Aronic forward. With a nervous nod, the young man straightens himself up and quickly strides up to the desk. "Hello ma'am, we are the emissaries from Kenso, here to attend the diplomatic meeting that a...Minister Bolton sent to us. Could you please direct us to where the meeting will be taking place?" |
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The Empire of Kenso (大倹素帝国) His Majesty the Heavenly Sovereign Shigeru (天皇陛下茂) Prime Minister Kaneyama Hideaki (内閣総理大臣金山秀明) | |
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| Medai | Sep 9 2014, 02:16 PM Post #18 |
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Ambassador Elias Walsh cringed as he looked outside at the blizzard. Being from Medai, and therefore naturally used to hot and humid weather, the prospect of walking through such cold weather was unappealing, to put it lightly. The car pulled up, and Ambassador Walsh paused a moment to ready himself. He then burst out into the snow and, as quickly as he could, hurried inside. He looked around and saw a receptionist. "Excuse me ma'am, where's the press conference taking place?" |
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| Nova Decapita | Sep 9 2014, 06:09 PM Post #19 |
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Chief Advisor Mark Jean-Luc looked through the window of his state car. From what he could tell, Konigmark was a cold, barren place. It seemed to snow permanently, but the people he'd seen seemed to be adjusted to it. Of course, it snowed in his homeland, but this was ridiculous. The car slid slowly to a halt (it was Decapitan and wasn't made for icy roads), and Mark put on his coat. He'd be needing it. "Sir," said the driver, "You may get out now." "Yes, of course," he replied. The cold hit him like a block of ice. Even with his warm coat on, it was freezing. Probably because he was more used to a temperate climate. His first impression of Zhukograd was slightly depressing; it didn't compare with the beauty of Azarel at all. The surrounding area was mountainous, as apparently most of the nation was, and Mark wondered how they grew any food at all. He spotted a building with a small crowd around it, and decided that this was his destination. There was a receptionist, and Mark approached them. "Excuse me," asked Mark, "Is this where the press conference is taking place?" |
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| Santa Colona | Sep 18 2014, 12:56 AM Post #20 |
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Nikolas Bolton sat at his desk, poring over official documents over the rims of his reading glasses. A fire burned in the fireplace, warming the cozy room and casting eerie shadows across the room. Above his head on the wall was a golden eagle silhouette, the symbol of Konigmark's strength. Suddenly, the oaken door burst open, and the blonde receptionist entered the room. "Minister, the guests have arrived." Nikolas looked up from the document in his hand. He took a moment to admire the secretary's beauty. Sure, she had the platinum-blonde hair and buxom figure of most Konigali women, but this one was a stunner. "I'll be down in a minute," the minister addressed the receptionist coldly. As the receptionist turned to the main lobby to show the guests to the auditorium, Nikolas picked up a manila folder labeled "classified" and tossed it into the fire. He wiped his hands on the kerchief on his desk then proceeded down the stairs, adjusting his tie and putting away his glasses. He could not show any weakness to the foreigners, even if it be something as simple as farsightedness. As he entered the lobby, he could hear the buzzing of the various diplomats, many conversing in their own tongue. He approached the front of the group and stood, his grey eyes scanning the crowd. "Welcome to Zhukograd. Please follow me into the auditorium." He turned on his heel and walked across the marble floor, his shoes clacking on the hard surface. As he entered the large expanse of auditorium, he as pleased to note the large Konigali flags hung on either side of the stage, the proud fist and lightning bolts contrasting against the white field and red stripes of the flag. He walked through the isle between the plush seats, cameras from Konigmark's only media network, KSRT, snapping pictures of his elegant profile. Minor KNP party members sat in the front row, and saluted to Nikolas as he approached the podium. He scanned the auditorium, waiting for his guests to sit down and taking in the perfect atmosphere he had created in the room. |
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| Mastropa | Sep 18 2014, 01:11 AM Post #21 |
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Ambassador Rodos got to his feet and stretched. It had been a bit of a wait, but he was entertained enough with watching the diplomatic queue that had started at the receptionist’s desk just outside the room--a room that now appeared to be nothing more than a waiting room, as Minister Bolton led the entire group toward an auditorium elsewhere in the building. The ambassador entered the room and found a seat close enough to the front to ask questions, but far enough away that there would be plenty of room in front of him for other diplomats to sit. Just as he intended to see Minister Bolton’s presentation, he also intended to match faces and nationalities with the questions that were given to the minister from the foreign diplomats, as well. |
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| Carbadia | Sep 18 2014, 02:01 AM Post #22 |
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Austin Howland, the Legantian Ambassador to Konigmark, walked through the snowstorm from where his car had pulled up outside and entered the building. The weather here was awful.While the Kordiz mountains might be as cold or colder than Konigmark throughout the year, it at least stopped snowing occasionally. The receptionist directed him towards a door, and Austin began walking towards it. As he walked, he took a moment to look around the space. There was a table with pastries and coffee on the way in, and he stopped to grab a cup before continuing on. He took a second to dab his finger in the brown liquid, stirring it lazily with his finger. IT was still a little warm, which given the storm outside Howland found impressive. He pulled his finger out and began to drain it as he walked into the conference room. Its obviously meant to be imposing. Kind of funny, given who's here, but still. I'll have to keep an eye out. Austin scanned the room before moving to an area a short distance away from the front, but refrained from sitting down. He'd wait a bit before taking a seat, to afford a chance to talk or listen to the other diplomats present. |
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| Nova Decapita | Sep 18 2014, 04:56 PM Post #23 |
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Mark Jean-Luc stood up, and made is way to the auditorium. He'd only just sat down, and he was a bit annoyed. He took a pastry and a cup of coffee, and made his way to the auditorium. The auditorium felt slightly empty, and Mark wasn't surprised - it had obviously been made for a bigger audience than this one. There were already a few people sat down, or else finding a seat. What drew his attention instantly was the big fist and lightning bolt combo and the flags. It felt a bit imposing, really. Designed to impress people. He made his way to the front, where he could get a better look at where Minister Bolton was standing. He heard snippets of conversation in different languages, and after a brief walk, he sat down. |
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The Republic of Nova Decapita - President Carmen Leonora - - Partido de Centro - - Next election is 23rd August 1408 - Current seats in the Salón de los Señores ![]() - My factbook - | |
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| Sviardia-Nordrvegria | Sep 18 2014, 10:04 PM Post #24 |
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The Valkanian Honorary Consul walekd into the auditorium with the other diplomats. |
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| Santa Colona | Sep 18 2014, 10:42 PM Post #25 |
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Nikolas stood at the podium, watching the various diplomats take their seats. The KSRT cameras were still flashing, the clicking of the shutters filling the room. "Welcome to our great nation! We have decided to hold this press conference to open up to Noverra, to make ourselves known to the world! The recent revolution has thrown out the old ideals, replacing them with modern ideology. We will cooperate with those who help, and fight those who do not. I'd like to go straight into a Q&A session and perhaps some mingling among ourselves." Nikolas felt the speech was terse and not well thought-out, but it would suffice. He scanned the seated delegates, waiting for a question. [OOC from Censor Gary: The Supreme Union is an out-of-character organization. Our world is called "Noverra."] Edited by Achaian Peloponnese, Sep 18 2014, 11:33 PM.
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| Lyskal | Sep 19 2014, 03:14 PM Post #26 |
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Two figures sat to the side of the auditorium, covered head to toe in thick fur coats lightly fluffed with snow from waiting outside. They made no effort to ask any questions or interact, they merely observed. Any person of particular watchfulness however would be able to discern that the two were Izalithian with a hard enough look. Their masks were white and ceramic. They were diplomats directly under the control of the Covenant, Izalith's primary religion. |
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| Medai | Sep 19 2014, 05:15 PM Post #27 |
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Minister Hendricks followed the other diplomats into the meeting room. She thought it funny that they had been in a meeting room, but didn't think much more of it. She sat down at a seat and waited. |
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| Kenso | Sep 19 2014, 05:56 PM Post #28 |
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Maxim and his aide follow after the group, closing their coats tighter around themselves. Looking around the auditorium, the two lock eyes for a moment before the elder of the two let's out a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose and moving to a seat. |
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The Empire of Kenso (大倹素帝国) His Majesty the Heavenly Sovereign Shigeru (天皇陛下茂) Prime Minister Kaneyama Hideaki (内閣総理大臣金山秀明) | |
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| Mastropa | Sep 19 2014, 06:07 PM Post #29 |
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Rodos continued to watch Minister Bolton at his podium, but as it became clear that the man had nothing more to say, the ambassador sighed. ‘That was almost entirely pointless,’ he thought irritably. ‘Bringing us out into this weather to give us a speech like that…’ Nonetheless, Rodos had come to Konigmark to learn more about it, and if Konigmark’s own government was going to make that an exercise in teeth-pulling, Rodos was more than capable of playing along. He raised a hand. “Minister Bolton, what can foreign nations expect of Konigmark as a partner, either in terms of trade or politics?” |
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| Santa Colona | Sep 23 2014, 11:39 PM Post #30 |
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Nikolas smiled. "Of course. Konigmark is looking forward to trade with other countries, as well as possible alliances to advance the interest of the common people. We aren't complete isolationists, as you are all present today. We have many minerals to offer, including vast Uranium mines and steel mills. As for diplomacy, we hope to pioneer reforms that will strengthen the bonds between the nations of the Supreme Union, perhaps a World Cup or a sort of Olympics." His grey eyes glared at the diplomat, coldly calculating the expression of the representative sitting in front of him. "In fact, we hope to pioneer a restructuring of the Union of Nations, as the current system is corrupt and in the favor of the imperialists and capitalists. Small nations such as ourselves deserve a greater say in international happenings, and I hope you agree." Nikolas grimaced, trying to imitate a smile. He hadn't smiled since he was a student at the Konigmark State Military Academy. |
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