Having spent a rather productive afternoon while sneaking in some browser game goodness in the office, Minh left the task at hand to her aide - Nguyễn An Trúc, who had gladly accepted and taken over from her previous work. Stepping out of the office and donning her coat, the young woman headed off into the Meeting Chamber of the IFC, noting the freshly painted symbol of the Coalition shining proudly as it proclaimed the building as a place of democracy, tolerance, and freedom.
Her desk wasn't too hard to find, although she did notice several unfamilar delegates that were from either newly accepted countries or from the former Western Coalition. She smiled inwardly, counting it as a good sign and that Providence had a hand in this. She grabbed a mug of fresh coffee, set it on the desk, and took a seat before steepling her hands and observing the daily goings on.
