A Diplomatic Dance in Washington (IC)

[Ardchu]

I’ve tried my best…

Don't worry about it. But please, both of you, make a conscious decision to try at least.

Sorry

[Eragon Island]

Damon and his entourage, the two bodyguards following behind, the chef to the side, head through the airport, meaning to get to the transport, for they did not feel good in such a chaotic environment. They head, a tight bundle, and, without much incident aside from a pickpocket - He may or may not be in the hospital (Sorry) - they make it to their transport.

Before they go in, Carl checks to see everyone is prepared.

"Everyone have their earpieces?" asks Carl, the head bodyguard. It could be said he takes his job seriously. He's the one who possibly hospitalized the bodyguard.

"I do, sir," the junior bodyguard, Zach, replies.

"As do I," came the crisp response from Jenny, the chef. She is pompous, but her hearts in the right place.

"Yes, I have mine in, Carl," that was Damon. Always kind to his higher workers.

Taking a moment to process the coming info, he was Scaercoin, he motions them ahead.

"Then let's go."

As they arrive, Carl allows not a second to look around and process what is seen. He orders Jenny to find a officer (or some higher ranked character), while Zach and him get Damon into the building.

"Well, we are here, sir, so let's get a room."

Damon nods his confirm, and has Zach get them a room. They would all stay in the same room save Jenny, she would be in a adjoined room if they have one.

[Foggycap]

Despite the earlier and sudden departure of a few delegates, Angelica's own soon moves along, the ride provided by KTO, though admittedly it was done with some foresight in mind. After all, Foggycap lacked dedicated vehicles, but showing up in a rather medieval mount would not be appropriate.

Upon her arrival, the group quickly fans out, resuming their odd formation, as they walked to the ballroom (or lounge, or hotel) hoping for some kind of greeting. Anything, really.

Given that everyone is arriving to the hotel, and somehow the tall shrooms went completely unnoticed, Angelica and company first head to their room to set up their things, including a prototype communications device that appeared to be an orb nested upon a ring of thorns. It was obviously a bad idea to take it, though it would also be quite useless without magic.

After being set up in their room, the group soon heads back to the lobby to wait for some sort of signal for the ball... Some sort of invitation. Anything to tell them to go. Yet, the idle and awkward chatter in the lobby did catch Angelica's interest. Even if it was more likely that the others would probably ignore her outright, given how blind they were to anyone but themselves.

[Nishikaigan]

Mitsuni and her security detail would soon also wander into the lobby, with Mitsuni glancing around to see if she could spot anyone she knew at this event

[Neibeskiya]

Sima was sitting in the Lobby chatting with her Friend who was in Canada, serving as a Jr. Diplomat and was talking about meeting in New York after her work ends. After sometime she ends the Chat, and looks around for the Other Representatives that had arrived. She felt very weird after seeing the KGB Officers & later on she also show an Gloomy & Weird Woman in a Hood.

She decided to try and have an conversations with someone who looked more.... 'Human' & Normal not an Weird Cultist or some Weird Secret Service Officer.

[The Great Nevada Overlord]

Mitsuni and her security detail would soon also wander into the lobby, with Mitsuni glancing around to see if she could spot anyone she knew at this event

With a wiring sound and a few clicks the PTX-186 takes a stride over and introduces themselves.

Greetings ambassador, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance! I hope all is well in Nishikaigan. What brings you to this meeting today? Is there anything we can assist you with or any topics you'd like to discuss?

Immediately afterwards the PTX-186 sends a bug report stating that it needs an upgrade for better opening lines.

[Guavalandia]

Sima was sitting in the Lobby chatting with her Friend who was in Canada, serving as a Jr. Diplomat and was talking about meeting in New York after her work ends. After sometime she ends the Chat, and looks around for the Other Representatives that had arrived. She felt very weird after seeing the KGB Officers & later on she also show an Gloomy & Weird Woman in a Hood.

She decided to try and have an conversations with someone who looked more.... 'Human' & Normal not an Weird Cultist or some Weird Secret Service Officer.

Ivan noticed that diplomat looking person and slowly approached the woman…

“Ah hello there Miss… please tell me your name… anyways, I’m Lieutenant Ivan Dragunov and well maybe I’m here to protect my boss and…another boss, but hey, the actual reason I’m here is to collect enough evidence for us to carry out any special operations…and perhaps I’m just here for a vacation.” Ivan said.

Ankravich noticed what Ivan is doing and immediately stops him, usually because when Ivan socializes with someone else it either results in destruction or friendship. BUT HE CAN’T TAKE THAT RISK.

“Ah god damn it Ivan, I didn’t bring you here to leak secrets you wanker!”

[Neibeskiya]

Sima was sitting in the Lobby chatting with her Friend who was in Canada, serving as a Jr. Diplomat and was talking about meeting in New York after her work ends. After sometime she ends the Chat, and looks around for the Other Representatives that had arrived. She felt very weird after seeing the KGB Officers & later on she also show an Gloomy & Weird Woman in a Hood.

She decided to try and have an conversations with someone who looked more.... 'Human' & Normal not an Weird Cultist or some Weird Secret Service Officer.

Ivan noticed that diplomat looking person and slowly approached the woman…

“Ah hello there Miss… please tell me your name… anyways, I’m Lieutenant Ivan Dragunov and well maybe I’m here to protect my boss and…another boss, but hey, the actual reason I’m here is to collect enough evidence for us to carry out any special operations…and perhaps I’m just here for a vacation.” Ivan said.

Ankravich noticed what Ivan is doing and immediately stops him, usually because when Ivan socializes with someone else it either results in destruction or friendship. BUT HE CAN’T TAKE THAT RISK.

“Ah god damn it Ivan, I didn’t bring you here to leak secrets you wanker!”

"Your that KGP or that ah... KGB person I meet before right ?" she enquiries looking at them suspecially, she wanted to know more about these weird people, but also wanted to be close to more 'Normal' people in a sense. She felt like something was odd about the place, something was going on.... that was bad for her.

[Guavalandia]

Ivan noticed that diplomat looking person and slowly approached the woman…

“Ah hello there Miss… please tell me your name… anyways, I’m Lieutenant Ivan Dragunov and well maybe I’m here to protect my boss and…another boss, but hey, the actual reason I’m here is to collect enough evidence for us to carry out any special operations…and perhaps I’m just here for a vacation.” Ivan said.

Ankravich noticed what Ivan is doing and immediately stops him, usually because when Ivan socializes with someone else it either results in destruction or friendship. BUT HE CAN’T TAKE THAT RISK.

“Ah god damn it Ivan, I didn’t bring you here to leak secrets you wanker!”

"Your that KGP or that ah... KGB person I meet before right ?" she enquiries looking at them suspecially, she wanted to know more about these weird people, but also wanted to be close to more 'Normal' people in a sense. She felt like something was odd about the place, something was going on.... that was bad for her.

“Ah yes well I’m director of the KGB, and Ivan is our best agent, you see.” Ankravich said, fixing his charcoal black suit while signaling to Ivan that he should straighten his insignia.

Just as things were getting awkward, a rather normal seeming person approaches the three…

“Hello there, you must be…Miss Sima? I heard from a colleague just outside the lounge.” Anastasia said, wearing her black evening gown which she hasn’t worn in years, she sighs, realizing how Ivan Ankravich messes stuff up such easily.

[Hrofguard]

The Horfguard Head of PR finally gets to the motel after getting stuck into some very bad traffic. Before leaving the safety of the vehicle. once more checks over his suit making sure everything is pristine about it. Rickson does a heavy sigh and waits for his C.S. Guards to give an all-clear. The C.S. guards step out and look out for any danger seeing nothing they give an all-clear. Rickson takes out his FN Model 1922 an old gun but it has kept him safe in the war zone that is Corporate politics. He looks over the gun seeing nothing is wrong with it he hides it back into his suit. Rickson steps out his guards flanking him. Rickson walks into the Hotel where everyone else is. He orders the Guards to hand in their Guns they can't hide to Security and orders two of his C.S. Guards to ask to check out a room from the respiration Lady.

Inside The Hotel
The head of Hrofguard PR enters the lobby having two C.S. Guards flanking him keeping watch for danger. He keeps a small smile and an open demeanor. he looks around seeing pretty much everyone is then he walks to a wall, leans on it, and starts to listen in on what others are talking about.

[Neibeskiya]

"Your that KGP or that ah... KGB person I meet before right ?" she enquiries looking at them suspecially, she wanted to know more about these weird people, but also wanted to be close to more 'Normal' people in a sense. She felt like something was odd about the place, something was going on.... that was bad for her.

“Ah yes well I’m director of the KGB, and Ivan is our best agent, you see.” Ankravich said, fixing his charcoal black suit while signaling to Ivan that he should straighten his insignia.

Just as things were getting awkward, a rather normal seeming person approaches the three…

“Hello there, you must be…Miss Sima? I heard from a colleague just outside the lounge.” Anastasia said, wearing her black evening gown which she hasn’t worn in years, she sighs, realizing how Ivan Ankravich messes stuff up such easily.

"Yes I am indeed and you are .. ?"she asks curiously, although she knew something was fishy.

The Horfguard Head of PR finally gets to the motel after getting stuck into some very bad traffic. Before leaving the safety of the vehicle. once more checks over his suit making sure everything is pristine about it. Rickson does a heavy sigh and waits for his C.S. Guards to give an all-clear. The C.S. guards step out and look out for any danger seeing nothing they give an all-clear. Rickson takes out his FN Model 1922 an old gun but it has kept him safe in the war zone that is Corporate politics. He looks over the gun seeing nothing is wrong with it he hides it back into his suit. Rickson steps out his guards flanking him. Rickson walks into the Hotel where everyone else is. He orders the Guards to hand in their Guns they can't hide to Security and orders two of his C.S. Guards to check out a room.

Inside The Hotel Head of Hrofguard PR enters the lobby have to C.S. Guards flanking him keeping watch. He keeps a small smile and an open demeanor. he looks around seeing pretty much everyone is then he walks to a wall, leans on it, and starts to listen in on what others are talking about.

She also noticed that someone even more weird was leaning to the wall, she asked, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with ?

[Guavalandia]

-snip-

“Well, if you must know… I’m with them, I’m Anastasia Petrovna, co-director of the KGB but I usually don’t talk about it. I go by Ann.” Anastasia says, giving out a soft smile.

She turns her head over and spots someone weird leaning on the wall, Ankravich and Ivan notices the man as well. Spending years in the KGB, Ankravich knew that the man is definitely carrying a gun from the look of it, but not like Ivan and Anastasia don’t carry guns, they all do.

“Hm, weird. Gotta check him out, Ivan” Ankravich says.

[Hrofguard]

"Yes I am indeed and you are .. ?"she asks curiously, although she knew something was fishy.

She also noticed that someone even more weird was leaning to the wall, she asked, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with ?

Reckson gives his best smile. "Head of Horfguard PR Division Nice to meet such a lovely lady like ya self miss..?"
The Two C.S. Guards nod their heads to the Lady and go right back to their jobs eyeing up the KGB people. Due to Training they also notice the hiding firearms on these men. The Two C.S. Guards cross their arms trying their best to hide where their handguns were.

[Guavalandia]

"Yes I am indeed and you are .. ?"she asks curiously, although she knew something was fishy. She also noticed that someone even more weird was leaning to the wall, she asked, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with ?

Reckson gives his best smile. "Head of Horfguard PR Division Nice to meet such a lovely lady like ya self miss..?"
The Two C.S. Guards nod their heads to the Lady and go right back to their jobs eyeing up the KGB people. Due to Training they also the hiding firearms on these men. The Two C.S. Guards cross their arms trying their best to hide where their handguns were.

“Uhm, well, nice to meet you…mister Reckson? So uh, what were you doing exactly? Just out of curiosity.” Says Anastasia, definitely feeling awkward.

Meanwhile, Ivan stares at the guards, from his years of experience working in the KGB, he knew exactly where they were hiding their guns. But for him, it is pretty obvious, cause his .44 magnum is just hanging on his officer belt.
Ivan puts his hands on the holster, staying alert.
Ankravich tells Ivan to stand down, no one knows when an accident might happen.

“Alright now, no big moves, Ivan” says Ankravich.

[Neibeskiya]

Reckson gives his best smile. "Head of Horfguard PR Division Nice to meet such a lovely lady like ya self miss..?"
The Two C.S. Guards nod their heads to the Lady and go right back to their jobs eyeing up the KGB people. Due to Training they also the hiding firearms on these men. The Two C.S. Guards cross their arms trying their best to hide where their handguns were.

“Uhm, well, nice to meet you…mister Reckson? So uh, what were you doing exactly? Just out of curiosity.” Says Anastasia, definitely feeling awkward.

Meanwhile, Ivan stares at the guards, from his years of experience working in the KGB, he knew exactly where they were hiding their guns. But for him, it is pretty obvious, cause his .44 magnum is just hanging on his officer belt.
Ivan puts his hands on the holster, staying alert.
Ankravich tells Ivan to stand down, no one knows when an accident might happen.

“Alright now, no big moves, Ivan” says Ankravich.

"Yes I am indeed and you are .. ?"she asks curiously, although she knew something was fishy. She also noticed that someone even more weird was leaning to the wall, she asked, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with ?

Reckson gives his best smile. "Head of Horfguard PR Division Nice to meet such a lovely lady like ya self miss..?"
The Two C.S. Guards nod their heads to the Lady and go right back to their jobs eyeing up the KGB people. Due to Training they also notice the hiding firearms on these men. The Two C.S. Guards cross their arms trying their best to hide where their handguns were.

"Miss Sima Lora, Secretary of State affairs, The Most Serene Republic of Neibeskiya. And, nice meeting you too." she says while noticing what was happening, most of the people around her had some type of gun with them. Her bodyguards where standing away from her to guve her some privacy, but now she knew she had to act quickly.

"Ahm.. what about we all sit down in the cafeteria, have some food & then talk ?"she speaks in sweet voice looking at the KGB Co-Director & the Head of the PR Division.

[Guavalandia]

-snip-

“Well, sounds good to me! Let’s go!” Anastasia says.

Ankravich looks at Ivan and they both nod. Feeling relieved, Ankravich clearly looks more relaxed now.

[Hrofguard]

"I would love that, i haven't had a relaxing event in a good bit. Can you lead the way?" Reckson would ask.
The Two C.S. Guards start to stand down. The Two guards keep an eye on the KGB people.

The Other two guards that were checking in for a room, come walking up, moving to their Guard positions.

[Neibeskiya]

"I would love that, i haven't had a relaxing event in a good bit. Can you lead the way?" Reckson would ask.
The Two C.S. Guards start to stand down. The Two guards keep an eye on the KGB people.

The Other two guards that were checking in for a room, come walking up, moving to their Guard positions.

-snip-

“Well, sounds good to me! Let’s go!” Anastasia says.

Ankravich looks at Ivan and they both nod. Feeling relieved, Ankravich clearly looks more relaxed now.

"Excellent, let's proceed"she says in with a cheerful smile. She knew exactly how to handle such situations. She was the Secretary of State, the person responsible to host Parties after all. All these people were tried from there trip so they mut be Hungary. Thus she had taken them to the Cafeteria, leading the way.

As she walked, her guards followed her from a distance opening the door of the Cafeteria.

"Here we are. Let's sit there." she says pointing towards the nearest Table, quickly taking a seat. "Now let's quickly order the food. And yes you four can also have your food. You four can.... sit on the third table" she says looking towards her guards as they do what she said taking of some of there body armour, so they can eat. " Waiter !" she calls, as the waiter comes to take there order, "I would like ... hmm... One Plate of Fried rice & Fried Chicken. I haven't eat it for a long time, I believe I eat it the last time when I was in India, in June 2022 or in July. Anyways you can place your orders."

[Guavalandia]

-snip-

After thinking for a moment, Anastasia finally spoke.

“Well, I guess I’ll have one Shawarma and a glass of water for all three, how about you Al(Ankravich)?” Said Anastasia.

“Yes, guess I’ll have the same, my greatest comfort food—Shawarma” said Alexandrov (OOC: why did I call him by Ankravich…)

“Okay then, I will have lasagna.” Ivan said.

Anastasia looked at everyone with her bright blue eyes, glad that everything is peaceful and perhaps not a big damn mess. She then thought about how everything first started, how she got into the Agency, how she met Alexandrov and Ivan, and how everything lead to this place.

[Hrofguard]

"Excellent, let's proceed"she says in with a cheerful smile. She knew exactly how to handle such situations. She was the Secretary of State, the person responsible to host Parties after all. All these people were tried from there trip so they mut be Hungary. Thus she had taken them to the Cafeteria, leading the way.

As she walked, her guards followed her from a distance opening the door of the Cafeteria.

"Here we are. Let's sit there." she says pointing towards the nearest Table, quickly taking a seat. "Now let's quickly order the food. And yes you four can also have your food. You four can.... sit on the third table" she says looking towards her guards as they do what she said taking of some of there body armour, so they can eat. " Waiter !" she calls, as the waiter comes to take there order, "I would like ... hmm... One Plate of Fried rice & Fried Chicken. I haven't eat it for a long time, I believe I eat it the last time when I was in India, in June 2022 or in July. Anyways you can place your orders."

Reckson Nods to his C.S. Guards allowing them to sit at a table nearby. The C.S. Guards look at the KBG people before taking a seat at a table nearby.

Reckson would give the waiter an smile "Can I have some Dijon Baked Salmon with a Sweet tea, it is a truly wonderful dish."
The C.S. Guards order some pasta and steak. For drinks they all order Water.

[Eragon Island]

-snip-

Zach succeeds in getting the rooms, better yet with the adjoined room for Jenny. They, Zach and Jenny, head to it to set up the room for the stay. Meanwhile, Carl and Damon go to, eh . . . relieve themselves. That done, they go to the ballroom.

They, used to the colossal rooms of the Grand Hive, were underwhelmed by the size of the room, forcing them to revise their expectations. They look around the room, noting any and all groups in there, as they both head over to a corner to wait for the others.

"Should I get food?" Carl asks, not just for Damon, but for the others.

"Sure, but do not eat any. Wait for Jenny, because though it is unlikely we would be poisoned, it always pays to make sure."

"True enough," Carl says as he heads away to get food.

Damon stood there, uncomfortable, for he remembers his last dance . . . but that has no current bearing on the current situation. His cloths rubbed against him oddly, and the blue he wearing was just not his color.

[Ardchu]

Kālola and his translator walked into the room, gazing around. He greeted a few people, and still got quite a few stares. Spotting the food, he went over and got some. He didn’t realize how hungry he was. Āl’olae, he was hungry. He. Was. Starving. Human food is meh to him, but it would have to do for now.

[Foggycap]

After some mild chatter among themselves with some odd looks given to the mass of humans that were... Oddly concerned more with themselves than others... The group of anthropomorphic mushrooms decide to dip into the ballroom via portal, the weapons of the dragoon and knight exposed for all to see. Not that it mattered, apparently, given the sheer lack of a reaction. At this point it begged the question of whether or not Shrooms were common here, much less Shrooms openly carrying weapons ready to engage in a moment's notice.

Thats aside from their heights (6'5 for Angelica, 7'0-7'8 for the others)... And their appearances.

I mean, they are comically easy to spot from a crowd. And a crowd there wasnt in the ballroom, aside from the group that had come from Eragon Island, as the Shrooms step through into the ballroom.

[Germenia]

Prince Wilhelm IV would arrive by his royal jet and would be escorted by the Royal Germenian Escort Group, he would wearing his full admiral of the fleet uniform and accompanied by his 4 royal guards, as he makes it to the dance he would enter the building and would make it to the Ballroom

[Nishikaigan]

Mitsuni and her security detail would soon also wander into the lobby, with Mitsuni glancing around to see if she could spot anyone she knew at this event

With a wiring sound and a few clicks the PTX-186 takes a stride over and introduces themselves.

Greetings ambassador, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance! I hope all is well in Nishikaigan. What brings you to this meeting today? Is there anything we can assist you with or any topics you'd like to discuss?

Immediately afterwards the PTX-186 sends a bug report stating that it needs an upgrade for better opening lines.

"Greetings" Mitsuni replied cheerfully, humming a bit as she did so. "I'm here to speak with the American President on matters of trade and perhaps a formal alliance. What brings you here?"