Rearmament Conference Crabulonia [MT] (Closed)

[Crabulonia]

It was a slow day in the Crabulonex's political wing. The politicians were all sitting around flicking paper around the circular hall and throwing planes at members of other political parties.

"Honourable speaker," said one member, "Might I speak a word?"
"zzzz...zz..what?" the speaker began, "Oh yes, the politics. Yeah speak freely."
"That thug Churchy up there just threw a plane at me!"
"Oh did he?" asked the speaker, "Churchy, is this true?"
"Yes! I have something to say."
"Out with it Churchy."
"I propose rearmament of Crabulonia's military forces."


The hall was suddenly full of members whispering excitedly to each other. Was a real debate to actually happen here?


"Yes," said Churchy, "I was talking with Chief General Valienté about the state of out military affairs. He said we might not be able to win a war! Should it enter our own lands!"
"Mr. Speaker, if I might intrude?"
"Yes why not Mousso."
"Mr. Speaker, honourable chamber..." Mousso began before being interrupted.
"Get on with it!" shouted Churchy.
"Thank you Churchy. Our state of military preparedness is as good as we need it right now, our people happy, and no bubbles of anger in the foreign lands. Why waste money on guns when we could.. I don't know, build another parliament?"
"Mr. Speaker, I'm not even going to bother asking your permission for this one, if you don't mind." Churchy shouted down from his row.
"Alright then Churchy."
"Honourable chamber, member Mousso speaks, as the Romans called it, bollocks. There are always bubbles of anger in foreign lands which risk moving over here. Our military preparedness is too low."
"But Churchy," Mousso argued feebly in return, "We'd need to do several reports into the matter."
"Wrong again Mousso!" Churchy yelled, "I have already commissioned a report from a Cadet. A rearmament conference is happening tomorrow."
"You didn't consult anyone!"
"I already took a secret ballot, you were in the toilet."

[Pointless arguing of no interest to anybody continues for several hours

[Libertarian Governance]

Alexander Nevsky was fresh out of Brighton-Sellick University with a degree in business management. Alexander had a 4.0 GPA which along with his personality had won him a job at defense contractor LG Defense Systems Inc. He had been sent to Crabulonia to discuss the needs of modern militaries in a military conference, a topic not to far off the mark as he had authored a very radical paper on the same subject before graduating from college.

Alexander and his secretary Marla Reynolds arrived in Crabulonia by private Corporate SST. Both had cleared customs and claimed their luggage and were now hoping to meet a representative of their host.

Nice city isn't it Marla. Alexander said somewhat nervously.

I don't know people seem sort of laid back here. She picked up her Lucid PDA and placed it to her ear as it begin to ring. Almost comotose. She stated before picking up an animated confersation with someone on the other end of the phone.

At least we are on time. One thing you have to love about the corporate SST is the insane speed.

[Crabulonia]

Cadet Allen had finished his report on the state of Crabulonia's military strength. The report had been shown to Churchy, who had helped him to arrange a conference.

He did not know that Churchy would wait till one day before the conference, in extreme downtime, to tell the politicians what was happening. The Presidente had been informed, as had his cabinet, but other than this nobody seemed to have put much effort in.

Cadet Allen was very different from the typical Crabulonian, an energetic go-getter, always on the eye for innovative ways to improve his standing. He for some inexplicable reason had found himself studying military history as opposed to any sort of business course, he bombed military history and ended up working for the Cadets, one of the lowest of military positions available. He took it in his stride, made good relationships in all contact with Generals, and worked his way to his current standing.


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He was at the airport to pick up the LG representative and secretary. He was driving a typical example of their military hardware (he was not affluent enough to afford a car as Cadet was among the lowest paid jobs in Crabulonia) a VAB.

This conference would take place in Crabulonia's second city, Solidaridad.

He waited in the business lobby, holding a sign.

[Libertarian Governance]

Ah there is our contact I think. Hello, Alexander Nevsky from Lg Defense Inc and this is Marla Reynolds. Very nice to meet you. Alexander sat down his bag and shook the hand of the Cadet firmly looking him directly in the eyes as he did so. Marla smiled warmly and then shook the hand of the cadet as well.

[Crabulonia]

Cadet Allen shook hands in the traditional Crabulonian way, about the only thing about him that was typically Crabulonian. Right hand, tightly clasped.

"Hello representatives of LG, if you'll follow me my VAB is right over here."

Allen gestured in the direction of the door, he was parked near the building. There are a few advantages about driving a military vehicle.