( OOC Thread )
It had begun with a chance of exchange of ambassadors between two regions who had had little to no contact previously, perhaps some whispers between a nation or two in some dark corner of the world, or maybe some third party had heard something that one or the other had said or done, and passed it on to the other party. Either way, that exchange of ambassadors had eventually blossomed into a full-fledged diplomatic meeting between the nations of two powerful regions, hosted in the Free Republic of Lamoni, for the simple reason that during the previous unofficial negotiations between the Free Republic, and the Empire of Xoriet, these two nations had gotten to know one another, and as such, Lamoni had become an ideal site for the negotiations.
Near Hvarten, Lamoni
The nation itself was no older than the eighteen hundreds, but in such a short amount of time, the Free Republic had become a major player in global armament, global politics, and had more than even dabbled in global finance. So it was only natural that when the Free Republic hosted a major diplomatic event, that the event would be held near the city where the first refugees that would eventually found the Lamonian nation had landed on what would become Lamonian soil.
Inside the diplomatic hall, final preparations were being rapidly completed. Various fruits, breads, and cheeses were being wheeled into position along the far wall, where the various representatives would be able to satiate any hunger pangs that they might be feeling before the dinner the opening dinner that would be held later in the day, and water, iced tea, and various fruit juices were being poured into the drink fountains, which would provide a soft splashing sound in the background during the discussions. A mini-bar had also been provided for the delegates, in case any of them preferred a harder drink. The rest of the room was decorated in soft red and blues, with white to tie the room together in colors that were part of the Lamonian flag, with plenty of chairs and low tables around which delegates could gather in order to mix and mingle before talks began, the point of this meeting being for these nations to get together and see how one could help another, after all. As many of these nations had never met one another before, it was also sure to be a den of intrigue, deals, and maybe even some personality conflicts.
Hvarten International Airport
An entire half of Hvarten International Airport had been shut down for the exclusive use of the guests that would be arriving for the conference, which is something that while it had been announced to the general public well in advance, was still causing transportation headaches, what with the airport being a major domestic hub for the state airline LamoniAir. Other airports in the area had been tapped to handle some of the normal air traffic that Hvarten International would normally be responsible for, and an entire fighter-support group of one hundred twenty-eight LY909 Sparrowhawk multi-role fighter aircraft were patrolling the skies in the area in order to provide for the safety of the diplomatic and other personnel who were attending the diplomatic summit. On the ground, a full Mechanized Infantry Division had been posted, and limousines provided for each national delegation would be escorted by the Lamonian Special Protection Service operatives to the diplomatic hall. While the Lamonian intelligence services had no information that anyone would try to attack any of the delegates while they were on Lamonian soil, the security provisions were still impressive regardless. The government of the Free Republic was determined that not one of the delegates would be harmed while they were here, and that determination had filtered down to the security services, who essentially had the whole city on lock-down, with special security measures having been implemented for the duration of the summit. While these measures would allow the ordinary citizens of the city to get on with their own business, anyone who went into any of the heightened security areas dealing with the summit would be asked their business in the area, and could be carted off to jail if they tried to bypass the security measures. Even the various hotels where the delegations would be staying were being watched over, the rooms therein having been booked months in advance.
Waiting for the first foreign delegates to arrive, President Stinson, Foreign Minister Tanya Ley, and various functionaries were trying to keep up with the un-ending tide of paperwork that any large government seems to generate reams of for those in charge to go over, approve, or take other appropriate action as they saw fit. In the case of the President, the paperwork that he was reading detailed proposed reforms to Lamonian resource procurements overseas, and how it might be better for the Free Republic to open up that part of the Lamonian economy to more foreign suppliers. While Lamoni was rich in things like oil, iron, steel, and Titanium, there were other resources that the country was not so blessed with, and increasing the stockpiles of these materials would not hurt the nation in the long-run, so long as the suppliers were reputable. This was one of the things which the President would attempt to address during the conference, if he got a chance to do so, as well as seeing if any of the other nations might be amenable to economic, political, military, intelligence, or other deals.
While there was a television monitor in the room which would allow him to see if any of the other delegations had landed, President Stinson had also informed his staff to let him know if any of the delegations arrived, so that he and the Foreign Minister could go out to the tarmac and greet them with all of the pomp and circumstance that diplomatic protocol required. Stinson found all the tit for tat diplomatic formalities to be tiresome, and much preferred to see who the person or people that he was dealing with were behind the political/diplomatic mask that so many seemed to put on during the 'first encounter,' as he called it. That time when you are going to a foreign nation that you've never been to before, and were dealing with foreign leaders and delegates that one had never met before.