Zuhian Trade Agreement

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Fri Mar 03, 2017 4:23 am

The Council Requests YellowApple's attendance in this meeting for a discussion of our nation's bilateral trade.

The Council, very similar to Congress, enforces the chancellor's orders and changes and makes new laws for him. Previously, the embassies between YellowApple and Zuhi were being built and was complete, however, their agreements on how trade should be managed between these two nations were not yet declared, and so, with consent to the Chancellor, they requested YellowApple's attendance to this meeting to speak in how trade will be conducted between the two, The Meeting Shall be in a special large room made out of solid gold.

by **YellowApple** » Tue Mar 28, 2017 10:46 am

YellowApplan Ambassadorial Facility
Zarhi, Zuhi

Mariska took a deep breath in the strange air of the YellowApplan embassy's aerospace pad, her eyes watching the jungle-canopied horizon in mild anticipation. The air here in Zarhi was... odd. Fresher than the continuously-recycled air characteristic of her YellowApplan home, but at the same time thicker, and perhaps less pure. She was already growing begrudgingly accustomed to Zarhi's humid climate, having learned the hard way that extra antiperspirant would be required to avoid sweating through her grey spider silk suit. Though she had fixed that particular problem today, her brown hair was still quite frizzled from the humidity, though kept at least somewhat tidy in a ponytail; she had made a note to invest in some better conditioner, but she had thus far been preoccupied with more important matters.

The latest of such matters finally appeared on the horizon: her ambassadorial transport had apparently survived atmospheric reentry and was coasting its way toward the landing pad. Mariska adjusted her tie - spider silk, with two thick diagonal green stripes upon a yellow base, as was customary for a Diplomatic Representative - as she watched the transport glide into a hovering position above the landing pad, the transport's pulsejets silencing themselves as the transport slowly lowered to the pad's surface.

As soon as all four landing gears were planted securely on the floor, the transport's boarding door opened and extended into a ramp, upon which a tall, white-coated and red-maned winged unicorn stepped. The equine was alone - uncharacteristic for a visitation by the Administrator and Voice of YellowApple, but seemed appropriate as a gesture of goodwill toward a nation which seemed to value peace above all else.

"¡Good 'morning', Administrator Manzano!" Mariska exclaimed, extending her hand to meet the hoof of her Administrator - Fostera "Frankie" Manzano - in a gesture of concordance.

"Good 'morning' to you, too, Ms. Chhena," the unicorn replied. "¿I trust the diplomatic mission is proceeding smoothly?"

"Indeed it is. We are scheduled for a meeting with ðe Zuhian Council in about one kilosecond."

"I am aware. I hope we can establish common ground between Zuhian and YellowApplan ideologies, as different as ðey may be."

"I hope so, too."

Mariska and Frankie began walking to a black SUV waiting nearby - its locally-hired driver standing beside the open rear-passenger doors - as they continued to converse.

"¿Will your economic advisor be in attendance?" Frankie inquired.

"Yes, Corporate Representative Ballyfatten will be meeting us at ðe Council Hall wiþ Junior Representative Pearmain and Dr. Delblush."

"Excellent. Ðis is a trade discussion, but it certainly would not hurt to have a representative of our scientific and academic interests as well."

"¿Do you expect Zuhian antagonism toward capitalism to be an obstacle?"

"It probably will be one, but - like I said - I'm hopeful ðat we will noneðeless establish some common ground."

The Administrator and the ambassador slipped into the back seats. Mariska buckled her seatbelt; Frankie's seemed to buckle itself, however, with a yellowish aura around both the buckles and her horn as it did so. Once the driver entered his own seat, he set the vehicle into motion toward its destination.

Council Hall, exterior
Zarhi, Zuhi

Joe skimmed through what appeared to be a roster on his tablet computer, checking to verify that the Department of International Relations performed the necessary resource and authorization allocations for the new local hires.

Code: Select all: mariska.chhena@doir.gov.ypl: name: Mariska Chhena title: ya/doir/representative/diplomatic role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/diplomatic/ambassador joseph.pearmain@doir.gov.ypl: name: Joseph Pearmain title: ya/doir/representative/diplomatic role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/diplomatic/understudy seonaid.ballyfatten@doco.gov.ypl: name: Seonaid Ballyfatten title: ya/doco/representative/corporate role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/diplomatic/advisor/economic marie.delblush@doe.gov.ypl: name: Marie Delblush honorific: Dr. title: ya/doe/representative/scientific role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/diplomatic/advisor/scientific jenni.largis@doir.gov.ypl: name: Jenni Largis title: ya/doir/representative/local role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/diplomatic/advisor/local summer.song@doir.gov.ypl: name: Summer Song title: ya/doir/information-systems/administrator/generic role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/system-administrator davis.artois@doir.gov.ypl: name: David Artois title: ya/doir/information-systems/technician/generic role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/computer-maintenance-technician el.kami.van@doir.gov.ypl: name: El Kami Van title: ya/doir/administration/technician/clerical role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/clerical-support-technician george-kan@doir.gov.ypl: name: George-Kan title: ya/doir/maintenance/technician/sanitation role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/sanitary-maintenance-technician mark.timelapse@doir.gov.ypl: name: Mark Timelapse title: ya/doir/transportation/operator/automobile role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/automobile-driver ingrid.colby@doir.gov.ypl: name: Ingrid Colby title: ya/doir/transportation/operator/transport role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/pilot peter.zinfandel@doir.gov.ypl: name: Peter Zinfandel title: ya/doir/transportation/operator/transport role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/co-pilot halite-⢹⣿⢽⣺@doir.gov.ypl: name: Halite ⢹⣿⢽⣺ title: ya/doir/transportation/technician/general role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/support/vehicular-maintenance-technician rebekah.firestone@adc.mil.ypl: name: Rebekah Freestone rank: ya/adc/officer/lieutenant role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/security/defense-specialist/unarmed hexadecimal.hoof@adc.mil.ypl: name: Hexadecimal Hoof rank: ya/adc/officer/lieutenant role: ya/doir/mission/embassy/zuhi/security/defense-specialist/electronic

Satisfied with the listings, Joe turned his attention toward a conversation between two of his colleagues: a young Corporate Representative by the name of Seonaid Ballyfatten and an only-slightly-older Scientific Representative by the name of Dr. Marie Delblush.

"Well I don't þink it wise to push ðem too hard on our particular brand of 'economic cooperation'", said Marie, with a hint of irritation in her voice. "Ðey're notably opposed to capitalism. ¿Did ðou not read the mißion briefings?"

"I read ðem rather þoroughly, as a matter of fact," Seonaid responded, indeed rather matter-of-factly. "What ðou're forgetting is ðat YellowApplan 'capitalism' is very much unlike other forms of 'capitalism'. We're probably closer to a socialist government; we just have a very capitalist implementation ðereof, and arguably one ðat, you know, actually works."

"Ðe Zuhian implementation clearly works, too," Joe finally chimed in. "We wouldn't be here oðerwise."

Their mini-debate was then interrupted by the arrival of a familiar-looking SUV, from which their boss - and, unexpectedly, their boss' boss' boss - stepped out onto the pavement.

"Good 'morning', Ms. Administrator," the three diplomatic staffers seemed to recite nearly in unison.

"Good morning to you all, too," Frankie replied, taking a moment to admire the local architecture. "¿Are we all accounted for?"

"On our side, yes," Joe replied. "We're waiting for the Local Advisor to arrive. Or maybe she's already here. We should be expecting a 'Jenni Largis' for ðat role."

"Excellent," Mariska chimed in. "¿Did you already run þrough the rosters?"

"Yep," Joe responded. "All staff - ours and local - accounted for and properly registered, at least for ðe positions we have. I did notice an anomaly in ðe security staff counts, however..."

"Ðat is to be expected," Frankie clarified. "Local customs are averse to combat, and are especially averse to armed combat; I explicitly instructed ðe DoIR to allocate a reduced security roster as a gesture of goodwill."

"¿But not entirely eliminated?" Joe inquired.

"No," Mariska elaborated. "We still have an unarmed defense specialist 'just in case', and electronic defense specialists are technically a non-combat role, so I auþorized ðe enrollment ðereof."

"Fair enough," Joe acknowledged as the group continued to await the arrival of the final piece of the diplomatic delegation.

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Tue Mar 28, 2017 9:04 pm

OOC: Hope this is God-Tier RP Skillz .-.

Council Hall Exterior

Zarhi, Zuhi

As both Joe and Mariska finish conversing, two fellow men approach them, they were both sent to take the group to where they shall meet.

"Greetings, I am Gakagius." Says the Man

"And I am Art" Says the other Man

"Hello, are you both going to represent Zuhi during the meeting, or am I reading both of you wrong?" responds Mariska to the brief introduction.

"No, we both were sent to escort both of you to where you the meeting shall be taking place." says Gakagius

"Alright, well, lead on." says Joe.

The group then is leaded by the two gentlemen to a huge room, made entirely by solid gold.

Council Hall Meeting Room

Zarhi, Zuhi

The group arrive and are then instructed to take a seat in front of a giant rounded table, next to another rounded table which shall be Zuhi's representatives. in the center of the opposite rounded table is a tall golden chair, which the group assumes is where his greatness shall sit down to discuss.

"Would any of you like any food or beverages before we both go?" Says Art.

by **YellowApple** » Tue Mar 28, 2017 10:22 pm

The various YellowApplans now in the alarmingly-shiny room glanced at one another momentarily at the offer. All, that is, except for Frankie.

"A cup of tea would be excellent if you have it," she spoke up before gesturing to her colleagues. "In fact, a pot of tea and some cups would be most appreciated. Thank you."

Frankie, after all, believed quite strongly in the ancient custom of not only extending every hospitality to a guest, but also in turn accepting any hospitality offered by a host. It was something she learned early from her father (or at least her adoptive father), and strove to practice at every opportunity. She was never sure from exactly which ancient culture the custom originated, however; she suspected Greek based on her reading of Homer's Odyssey, but imagined to herself that perhaps the Greeks had adopted it from someone else.

Nonetheless, it was an interesting cultural litmus test. She had often observed a tendency for a culture's reception to the offering and acceptance of hospitality to correspond reasonably well to their behavior in diplomacy and commerce.

She thus examined the unconscious, unspoken responses of these men who led her and her delegation into the Meeting Room. Pupil dilation, blush response, and other unconscious cues could tell tales worth millions of spoken words.

With her observations noted, she gave a slight nod before joining her delegation in their seats.

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Tue Mar 28, 2017 11:26 pm

OOC: Yeah, sorry bout that xD I got a lil carried away

"As you command Mil'Lady" says Gakagius.

The two men both leave the room and head to the kitchen to serve the group their requested pot of tea. whilst the group waits, a woman with a long blue dress comes through the door and into the middle of the room.

"All rise for the honorable council members." the lady says before leaving the room. then, at exactly 20 Seconds after her departure, around 50 people arrive and sit at the opposite rounded table near the group.

Suddenly, Gakagius and Art both run to the group to give them their requested tea.

"We both apologize for the delay, the chef fell asleep whilst making the tea. and we both had to use our mediocre tea skills to finish the tea." Says Art.

"We hope you enjoy it." says Gakagius

by **YellowApple** » Wed Mar 29, 2017 1:05 am

As the blue-dressed woman spoke and exited the room, the YellowApplans stood for the incoming Council. By now, Frankie was taking ample mental notes regarding what seemed to be a Zuhian emphasis on protocol; having a single person seemingly tasked with the one job of announcing the Council's entrance was a dead giveaway of a culture rooted in tradition.

Frankie's analysis had to wait for a moment, however; as the Zuhians took their seats - and the YellowApplans returned to theirs - the two greeters had returned with both the requested tea and a tale of complications.

Frankie gave a light chuckle and a smile to the two men as her horn glowed, the pot of tea and the cups glowing in turn.

"'Tis quite alright. I'm sure it will be far superior to what passes as 'tea' back home. Thank you."

The teapot and cups thus floated out of the hands of Art and Gakagius; the cups gently landed in front of each YellowApplan, and the teapot drifted from cup to cup, tilting slightly to dispense a bit of much-needed caffeine. The pot finally came to a rest off to the side of Frankie's place at the table.

The YellowApplans followed Frankie's lead, but that lead appeared to be... nothing. Instead, Frankie waited patiently for the Council to begin, recognizing that there was very likely a protocol to be followed, and that said protocol was more likely to be initiated by the Council than by the YellowApplan delegation.

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Wed Mar 29, 2017 7:34 pm

The two men finally leave the room completely, as the group finally watch them leave, the council returns back their attention.

"By law, we shall not speak to your group until his greatness arrives." Says the lady as she fixes her dress.

A man with a formal attire enters the room, standing at the same exact spot the other woman stood.

"His Greatness shall now arrive, please bow as a sign of respect." says the man before he leaves.

At exactly 20 seconds after his departure, the one and only Chancellor arrives, the council bows as he nears the rounded table, sitting down on the solid gold chair.

"Let the meeting begin." says the Chancellor.

"Now, I was going to bring my husband in order to work on our trade agreement together, however, he has caught a fever, and is resting." says the Chancellor.

"Now, I propose sending by around...say, 25% of our resources to your nation. this includes basic building supplies such as wood, stone, and other very much needed things." finalizes the Chancellor.

"However, if that proposal seems too primitive for your technological advances, perhaps sharing our technological accomplishments will be more appropriate?" exclaims his greatness.

"I am ready to here on what all of you propose."

by **YellowApple** » Thu Mar 30, 2017 12:03 am

Frankie continued to observe the seemingly-rigid protocols of Zuhian governance. Zuhi and YellowApple, Inc. were clearly very different nations, to be sure. She sipped her tea briefly as she awaited the arrival of the Chancellor.

By the time said Chancellor arrived, Frankie already had a bit of an impromptu introduction of her own, though the immediate desire to start throwing resources in YellowApple, inc.'s direction was somewhat expected. Thus began her reply.

"Good morning, Chancellor. First, thank you for your invitation and your hospitality; your nation is certainly a beautiful and vibrant one, and every bit of my trip has thus far been quite enjoyable. I look forward to extending the same invitation should you desire to visit Manzanopolis Prime.

"As I am sure you are aware, my name is Fostera Manzano, and I serve the people of YellowApple, Inc. as their Administrator. I am accompanied by the YellowApplan ambassador to your nation - Diplomatic Representative Mariska Chhena - and her diplomatic staff."

Mariska muttered a brief "good morning" as Frankie continued.

"I believe you'll find that no proposal is too 'primitive' for YellowApplan interests. As you may know, YellowApple, Inc. is a mostly nomadic nation, with the vast majority of YellowApplans living in orbital stations, atmospherically-buoyant cities, and surface outposts on worlds with varying degrees of habitability. Needless to say, materials like wood and stone are not just building materials to us YellowApplans; they're luxury items, and significantly popular in YellowApplan local markets. I suppose Corporate Representative Ballyfatten could provide some better insight there."

Seonaid turned toward Frankie, who had in turn already turned toward Seonaid with a slight clearing of her throat. Seonaid seemed a little flustered as she joined in.

"Oh, yes, hi. Corporate Representative Seonaid Ballyfatten. Anyway, yes, demand for lumber and stone products throughout YellowApplan jurisdiction is driving average local market rates to - if I correctly recall - somewhere in the range of 150 to 200 percent above average multiversal market rates. I would need an estimate of Zuhian forestry and mining outputs, but I anticipate that - given what data we already have on Mkarlgo's forestation coverage, and accounting for a need to minimize disruption of forest ecosystems - a purchase of 25% of Zuhian lumber output alone at multiversal market rates would result in a total profit on the scale of billions of Universal Standard Dollars. As is conventional for raw material and agricultural resale contracts, Zuhian suppliers would receive half of that profit on top of the market rates already paid."

Frankie nodded at the quick analysis before returning to her introductory address.

"I believe 'tis fair to say that even your proposal alone - combined with our own - would have immense positive impacts on YellowApplan and Zuhian citizens alike; YellowApplans will benefit from the lower costs of wood and stone, and Zuhians would benefit from the substantial injection of capital into the Zuhian economy. Any thoughts in that regard? Objections? Counteroffers?"

Frankie sat back for a moment, sipping her tea to give the Chancellor and his Council to consider and respond to the offer now (figuratively) "on the table".

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Fri Mar 31, 2017 12:10 am

The Chancellor nods in agreement with the current proposal on the table, he then stands up.

"Let the council acknowledge the current proposal on the table." says the Chancellor.

The council then turn away from the group and begin to whisper to each other in order to arrange either an agreement with the current proposal, thus settling the trade issue, or, declining the current proposal and setting them back to square one.

One council member stands up and faces the group.

"We have accepted the current proposal on the table, under one condition. we suggest monitoring YellowApplan workers in order to ensure Yellowapple do not attempt to exploit our resources."

"Condition approved" Says the Chancellor.

The man then sits down in his seat, right before the Chancellor stands up.

"I shall order an immediate estimate of our entire forests, in order to ensure minimal tampering of our forests. the results shall be sent to you, Mrs. Seonaid." says the Chancellor before sneezing and continuing his speech.

"Once these results have been sent to you, you will be allowed to send your people to excavate the estimated amount of trees. by request of the council and by approval of yours truly, you shall be monitored by small drones. they shall record the entirety of the work. now, due to our beliefs in transparency. these recordings shall be public for the people through the Zuhian Archives. if you believe the privacy of your workers are in some way, say, violated. we can gladly censor out any reveals of the face."

The Chancellor then sits down and looks at the group once again.

"Do we have an agreement?"

by **YellowApple** » Fri Mar 31, 2017 2:40 am

The various YellowApplans turned toward one another as if to deliberate, but Frankie already had a response.

"Yes, that provision is quite understandable and acceptable. However, do understand that YellowApple, Inc. maintains a very strict right to personal privacy, encoded in the YellowApplan Contract of Residency as a core right applicable to all persons inhabiting YellowApplan jurisdiction. While we do not pretend to have any legal authority over your nation's sovereign territory, we do indeed request the identities of YellowApplans involved in such resource collection to be withheld unless explicitly authorized by the individual in question to be published. We do have standard waiver contracts for that sort of thing to establish such consent."

"We would also expect any private information to be stored in compliance with YellowApplan cryptographic standards," Marie chimed in for the first time during the meeting. "If desired, we would be happy to provide implementation details to that effect based on our experiences with the YellowApplan National Citizen Database and the YellowApplan National Databanks; both feature strict encryption policies in order to provide technical guarantees that all accesses of private information are authorized by the individual in question."

"In that case," Frankie resumed, "we do indeed have agreement, provided that the stated privacy standards are met."

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Sun Apr 02, 2017 3:13 am

OOC: I apologize for the late response .-.

The Chancellor then thinks to himself before turning to Frankie.

"Alright...I believe it would be a bit more appropriate if these said workers should consent to a form in which they shall be monitored...but I shall leave that up to you. I will also order for the recordings to be censored. the people will probably be a bit upset not seeing the faces of the people that caused this historical event, but...I can't risk creating history while infringing the right of privacy on our friends. It shall be done. as for the encryption of private information..since these are your people, all private info will be sent to you."

"Does that meet your criteria for a solid agreement?"

by **YellowApple** » Sun Apr 02, 2017 10:00 am

Frankie turned to each delegate, soliciting nods of approval for each. Upon reaching satisfactory consensus, she again spoke up.

"That does meet our criteria. We accept the current terms."

Frankie took another sip of her tea before continuing.

"As for academic and scientific cooperation, I believe a student and academic faculty exchange program would be an excellent first step toward scientific collaboration. Dr. Delblush, ¿your thoughts?"

Marie - who had been caught in the middle of sipping her own tea - set her cup down as she joined in.

"Yes, I concur; student/faculty exchange programs are generally our first step, and most YellowApplan advanced education institutions - colleges, universities, trade schools, etc. - are eager participants in such programs. Last I checked, the Del Tangerino School of Medicine is in particularly-high demand for such exchanges at the moment."

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Sun Apr 02, 2017 6:47 pm

The Chancellor then stood up, already excited at the notion of having exchange students from a foreign school of medicine.

"A hundred percent on that exchange program proposal! we will be honored to have exchange students in our nation!"

A council member turns to the Chancellor.

"Eternal compassionate leader, please calm down."

"Right, Right, sorry about that." says the Chancellor before sitting down.

"But as you can tell, I think exchanging our academic progresses seems perfect."

"I think this concludes our meeting."

The Chancellor then stands up and puts his right hand on his chest, in which the council follows suit.

"We thank you for being able to join this meeting in order to strengthen and improve our nations on a socio, economic and political level."

"We hope we are able schedule more meetings in the near future in order to empower each other's nations."

"We are honored to work with your nation." says the council.

The Chancellor then removes his hand from his chest and goes up to the group and shake each other's hand.

"If my husband wasn't sick and my day wasn't so busy, I would have gone with all of you to Manzanopolis Prime...I would've also wanted all of you to stay and visit my residence for a nice cup of tea but..I'm sure you all have other important matters to do after this, so I bid you farewell, for now."

The Chancellor then bows before turning around, facing away from the group, and walking out the room.

The Council then remove their hands from their chests and go to the group to shake their hands, each of them all saying "Pleasure to work with you." before leaving the room altogether.

Two familiar faces, yes, Art and Gakagius, run to the group before they too also leave.

"We saw the Chancellor and the council walk into the hallway and we wanted to sort of thank you all for being kind with us..we usually don't serve kind allies. most allies we have are usually overly rude. so thank-"

Art then recieves a quick video message on his phone.

"Um, give me a second..."

He then opens up the video message.

"Art..you've been given paid leave for the rest of the day, hope you enjoy the rest of your day."

The video message then stops.

"Well this is good, I've been working myself too much today..anyways, I guess I'm free, any of you willing to go to Wurger Be?-"

Gakagius then nudges Art.

"These are representatives of an entire nation, they probably have millions of other meetings and government stuff to do."

"Oh, yeah, forgot..sorry. well, as I was saying, thanks for actually being a bit more nicer. we usually don't get that. well, bye then."

They both turn around and walk outside of the room, leaving the group alone.

by **YellowApple** » Mon Apr 03, 2017 2:23 pm

"Then there we have it," Frankie acknowledged to the Chancellor as the meeting drew to a close. "Thank you for hosting us, and you are always welcome to visit Manzanopolis Prime should you find the opportunity to do so."

As Frankie shook hands with the numerous councilpersons, Mariska pulled aside Marie and Seonaid for a brief moment.

"Marie, Seonaid, ðou two have ðy work cut out for ðou boþ tomorrow. Until ðen, get some R&R here in town."

"Yes, ma'am," both advisors responded as the three of them resumed their own participation in the handshaking, all the way to the return of Art and Gakagius. While Mariska returned the thanks directed toward her delegation, Seonaid at the very least perked up a bit at Art's offer, recognizing an opportunity for local outreach when she saw one.

"Actually," Seonaid thus called out to the two before they left, "Dr. Delblush and I have also been given some leave for the remainder of the day; I'd be happy to take that time to get to know some of the local customs. ¿Marie?"

"Yes," Marie joined in. "You two mentioned something about a 'Wurger Be', ¿no?"

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Mon Apr 03, 2017 11:00 pm

Before Art and Gakagius left, they both went back and responded to what both Seonaid and Marie have said.

"Yeah, Wurger Bee. It's one of my favorite restaurants in the city, they got these really good burgers.. They got these wonderful....Juicy...Organic.."

Art attempts to finish his sentence but is stopped by an overflow of Saliva.

"Art! Yo! some decency in front of government officals, sheesh, anyways, ignore him, he has horrible taste in food. try Wing Me' the chicken wings are quite good."

Art then swallows his Saliva.

"Wait, wait, were just suggesting Animal foods, what if their Vegetarians?"

"Your right...wait, what if they only live on Apples?" Says Gakagius with a surprised face

"That'll might explain why their nation's name is YellowApple..."

"WHAT IF, YellowApple is actually this ancient old God that they worship?"

"Gaka..you know, this is probably making them internally cringe, can we at least be a bit more respectable?" Says Art.

"Your right..I'm being such a hypocrite, telling you to respect Officals yet I also do the same."

Gakagius then turns to the group.

"So, what do you guys think?"

by **YellowApple** » Wed Apr 05, 2017 10:01 am

The two YellowApplans couldn't help but let out a bit of a giggle at the ensuing deliberations; Marie gave off a slight snort as she eventually responded.

"Relax; we're both perfectly carnivorous. Wurger Bee sounds great, ¿right Seon?"

"I was actually more in the mood for some chicken."

"¿Really? Ðou couldn't just help break ðis tie?"

"I'm just not in a beef mood right now... hang on."

Seonaid took a call on her personal communicator as Marie turned back toward the hosts.

"¿Does Wurger Bee have non-hamburger menu options? That'll make things easier."

"So that was Summer Song," Seonaid interrupted.

"¿Summer who?"

"Summer Song, our sysadmin. ¿Did ðou not boðer to reach out to ðe rest of ðe staff?"

"Sorry; I'm just terrible wiþ names. ¿What's she up to?"

"Well, she said that she's already heading to Wurger Bee with the security staff and that Halite unit, so I guess it's settled, then."

"I guess so. We all ready to head over there, then?"

by **The Federal Kingdom Of Zuhi** » Thu Apr 06, 2017 2:19 am

"HAHAHA!" screams out Art as he gently pushes Gakagius.

"Ughhhh yeah, were ready." says Gakagius as they all walk out of the room.

"I'm going to get you for this, soon no one is going to want to go to this 'Wurger Bee'"

"We'll see about that." says Art as he walks out of the council hall with everyone else with pride, knowing that he won and everyone, is going to his favorite restaurant.

Zarhi, Government Affairs District

The group leaves the council hall, seeing the Government Affairs district full of busy politicions, walking left to right, some of them passing by the group, in the distance, the group notices a giant dragon constellation in the near distance, which means, wow, they spent the entire day in the hall talking to his greatness.

"We'll need to take the Zetro in order to get to market district, which is where Wurger Bee is." Art says as he points at the long, white modern like train.

The group climbs up a few stairs to get on a platform in which they find the train right next to them and a man in seemingly flamboyant clothing.

"Do you all need a ride?" says the man.

"Yeah, actually i didn't know you were the conducter..their was someone else who was here doing your role." Says Gakagius.

"Oh, you probally mean Patricia? the natural pinked hair girl?"

"Yes, her."

"Yeah, she went to talk to boss bout' wanting to actually drive the train, 'stead of doing my job, and he allowed it and put me as the conductor."

"Alright, well it's 10 Zehes, per person, correct?"

"No, the Chancellor enacted a tax cut yesterday, it should be around 4 Zehes."

"Oh...Um." Gakagius stays still thinking. he then turns around to the group.

"Listen, your our guests, we should pay for any expenses."

"Gaka, if you don't have enough remember that i got a bonus check a few days ago."

"No, it's fine Art. i got enough."

Gakagius then begins to count everyone and then hands the money to the conductor.

"Thanks, well, hop on in!" The conductor then opens up a door that slides to the right, which reveals a nice modern interior.

"This seat should hold your group." The conductor gestures at a seat that's right next to them.

"Alright, thanks mate." says Gakagius as they all sit down.

The conductor leaves and closes the door, he then shouts out "ABRIDGE" which is followed by the train moving slightly.

Art then turns to his YellowApplan guests

"Do you guys want anything? the zetro has kitchen staff that are willing to make some snacks"

"You should listen to Art." says Gakagius as he to also turns to his guests. "I ate this one cookie that was made in here when I was heading to my apartment, and oh my, was it amazing."

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