Neko Girl Cultural Exchange (Catsfern and Las Palmeras only)

[Catsfern]

Thursday, January 7Th 11:30 AM. After a meeting with foreign dignitaries over breakfast President John Henry Eden is traveling via motorcade through downtown Raven Rock. It's a quiet peaceful day and the President is feeling relaxed when what feels like a small earthquake begins. The earthquake is by no means severe, but they are uncommon in Raven Rock. Needles to say this slightly unnerved President Eden, but not anything would surprise him like what he was about to see. At that moment the presidential motorcade passed by a construction site that began to collapse in in itself presumably from the earthquake, but as the site began to collapse President Eden noticed something strange. Ordering the motorcade to stop the President exited his car and approached the site as a large swirling vortex seemed to open up before him. It stood vertically and though so tall and wide it seemed it could easily fit a car or truck a look at the side showed it was paper thin. President Eden reached out to touch the vortex and doing so felt like passing through a thin layer of water as his entire arm sunk into the vortex, but did not reappear on the other side. Pulling back his arm the President grabbed out his cell phone and switch it to its camera. He passed the phone through the vortex as far as he could reach and took a picture. Pulling his phone back President Eden looked at the picture he took, and it showed a few people looking on in bewilderment along with a neko girl who hadn't seemed to notice the situation. President Eden called his security detail and 5 men with rifles at their shoulders took up the presidents side. The President then walked through the vortex himself leading his 5 men through the vortex unsure of where it may lead, but knowing wherever it is, its at least safe for human life. They pass through the vortex into on unfamiliar land with the vortex staying open behind them.

[Las Palmeras]

On the other side of the portal, most of the small group of spectators that bore witness to the mysterious portal and President Eden's extended arm had ran away from the sight, towards a small gas station in an otherwise deserted coastal highway leading to the Palmeran Isle's capital city, Tamanshan. The one exception was Tepka Tajique, a house servant and maid to one of the Crown Prince's apartments, and also his discreet lover. Her occupation was a ruse, in part, and the petite young "cat"-girl was also a member of the often overreaching internal security agency of the Palmeran State, the Public Security Bureau as it's name would be in English. However no amount of training she had surpassed prepared her to the surreal experience that was unfolding in front of her eyes. She was an undercover agent, but she wasn't armed, as her specific job didn't require her to carry any weapons. The sight of several heavily-armed men appear out of nowhere produced a most shameful reaction that her ancestor's would've been disgusted with: she fainted.

Her two companions —also of short stature and black hair but no animal-like tails despite their cat-like ears, in casual male clothing— had scurried away by then and jumped inside a white Fiat 2300. They were armed with light .380 pistols, concealed, but judged the odds to be against their favor when they realized the multitude of men that had walked out of an unearthly gate had long guns. Tepka's contacts were also hesitant to shoot at the foreigners as they sped past away from them as they didn't act hostile despite showing up with weapons, driving as fast as they could on the highway as the car shone in a bright but not overbearing semi-Mediterranean sun that illuminated a sandy coast.

Mr. Eden would get the attention of everybody important in Las Palmeras, eventually, even if his reception was less than formal. Unlike the cellphone wielding President, the PSB agents that "escaped" him could only hope to eventually get to a phone booth to crank up a rotary dial phone and alert their superiors. Whatever they had witnessed, they knew that it had to be approached discreetly to maintain public calm. They reached a phone by noon.

[Catsfern]

Back President Eden had seen the people's reaction to the event, and knew news of this would spread quickly, so instead of going off anywhere He and his security detail decided to simply stay put, and wait for someone of importance to come to them. President Eden has his schedule cleared for the next week and prepared to wait.

The area of the vortex was blocked off from public access and had military guards stationed at it. Then a sun shelter, a table, and a few chairs were brought out to the president and his security forces and set up along the highway. There they waited for someone of political importance to come. A trailer was even prepared back on the Catsfernian side in case the President had to stay a night.

At Noon there was a change of guards for the president from morning shift to afternoon shift, and one of the afternoon shift guards just so happened to be a neko girl. She doesn't have any particular political importance aside from being a presidential guard though.

[Las Palmeras]

12:24 PM
By that time, the inner machinations of the Public Security Bureau had been aware of what had gone on...somewhat. They had no reason to believe their own would lie about the event if it coincided with an odd localized tremor. The Ministry of Defense and the Ministry of Science's Climatological Offices were unaware of any quakes, heir seismographs detected nothing, the Canaries station reported no dreaded tremor. The Old Route 22 Highway was fortunately deprived of traffic after the new one had been built in 1954. However, they weren't willing to call in the cavalry just yet: so the PSB's 1st District instead called on the Home Guard to deploy a helicopter and report back what they had seen.

12:54 PM
The information of this event was filtered to the Prime Minister. It was not the doing of the PSB but by informants from the Naval Intelligence Office he had inside as he felt that he couldn't trust them despite being the head of government. It seemed like an odd ocurrente, even more bizarre than the confidential and classified reports of the PSB's UFO Office during the 1950s. However, he decided not to act. He wanted to see how the agency would do without him or if the event was an odd misunderstanding by overworked field agents. More perplexing to him than the strangers was the fact that the PSB's agents were still doing things behind his back.

Simultaneously a Sikorsky H-34 helicopter marked with the inscriptions of the Territorial Army had made its' way to the PSB meeting ground. The spotter sent a message in a secure frequency back to the PSB HQ about heavily armed foreigners setting camp in home territory. Even though it seemed more like a road-trip outing than the preparations of an invasion force. Fortunately, the crew did not see the still unconscious agent in her servant outfit, otherwise they might have assumed more negative things already.

[Catsfern]

12:35 PM: President Eden and his security force are relaxing under the sun shelter a cooler of drinks had been brought out to them and they were playing cards to pass the time when they notice a helicopter overhead. One of the security agents steps outside of the sun shelter to confirm weather or not it's hostile. After not being fired upon by the helicopter the conclusion is reached that the helicopter is indeed not hostile, and that there's no need to act hostile towards it. The helicopter soon flies away.

12:41 PM: After the helicopter had flown away President Aden ordered a perimeter check of the sun shelter, just to make sure that there wasn't anything dangerous waiting for them or anyone who would try to visit them. Three of The presidents security personnel examined the surrounding area including Sylvia Johnson, the neko girl among the group. After a few minuets of searching Sylvia calls out, she had found Tepka unconscious. Tapka was carried to underneath the sun shelter and an icepack was prepared for her from ice in the cooler and placed on her forehead. President Eden ordered Sylvia to keep an eye on Tepka. If Tepka woke up suddenly It would probably be good if the first thing she was greeted by was another Neko girl.

[Las Palmeras]

1 PM:
Tepka's eyes opened, slowly. She instinctively blinked and squinted her eyes as if to try to see the blurry figures in front of her. As her vision got clearer, she came to recognize a tall figure in front of her, almost as tall as Prince Charles, surprisingly a woman with long hair placed in a bun, a most unusual style. In the confusion of regaining conciousness, she weakly asked "Who are you?", not in Spanish, but it Tohorinese, a language only known in the Isle.

Simultaneously, somewhere else —in the PM's office— had been informed of the most peculiar situation. The strange people setting up in an old highway had to be met in someway. Normally, a contingency of police would've been sent to confront potentially armed criminals, however, as the Public Security Bureau had spotted the issue first and they seemed keen on not raising an alarm...and because pilots had a visual confirmation of an unusual glowing tunnel where these people presumably came from...direct action had to be taken. PM Nandhayapa Zepeda opted to send out detachments of the Home Reserve Army to Highway 22. The event did not raise an eye in the city as reservists are often shuffled around to guard public works like power plants or to move around bases. Along with the troops on trucks and aging Panhard scout cars, a detachment of helicopter-borne soldiers were sent there. It's true that these people did not act hostile, but they appeared to be foreigners, and armed ones at that. The drivers would not get there for another 40 minutes but the airborne forces would land near President Eden in just 10, where they'd set up a perimiter first.

Should Eden see them in a distance, he'd find all the grunts to be little women much like Tepka, wearing British-style Khaki Drill uniforms and mulberry berets covering a catlike ear or two and armed with what he may as well could yesteryears' weapons, from MAT and Sterling guns to battle rifles. However, their leader was armed with something that had a pistol grip but wasn't just quite a gun. It was an electronic megaphone, connected to a bulky microphone through a cable.

[Catsfern]

1:10 pm: Sylvia is trying to talk to Tepka asking Tepka is she knows English or Spanish, meanwhile As aerial forces drop troops around the perimeter President Eden advises his guards to be prepared to protect him, but under no circumstances to open fire first. President Eden has a megaphone of his own at the ready, but once the perimeter is established no one seems to approach. Thus President Eden waits for an authority to approach to begin conversation.

1:40 pm the ground forces arrive and surround the sun shelter along the perimeter air forces established and noticing that their leader has a megaphone President Eden grabs his megaphone and speaks first

“Hello I am President John Henry Eden of Catsfern, I do not mean you or your nation any harm. If you speak English please respond”

[Las Palmeras]

1:11 PM
Tepka jumped to the realization that her captors (or caretakers) spoke in her language. She replied in Spanish: "Si, hablo en español." But realizing what had just happened, she felt butterflies in her stomach despite giving out a now stoic if not sullen demeanor. She was unsure if she was a prisoner or not.

1:41 PM
Outside of the highway, the leader of the airborne detachment looked puzzled. A middle-aged man surrounded by a cadre of male officers looked on, he did not reply and instead only said a few words to a subordinate that saluted. Another officer approached, they discussed something a little and then there was sílice. The greying major said something incomprehensible, his subordinate repeated in the speakers: "I speak on behalf of the Palmeran Royal Army. You are trespassing on the territory of a sovereign nation. Please state your reason for being here and surrender weapons. We assure you that no harm will come to you if you do, our nation is a signatory of the revised Geneva Convention."

[Catsfern]

1:11 pm: Sylvia responds to Tepka saying “ mi español no es genial, pero estás a salvo” smiling to reassure Tepka that she is safe.

1:41 Pm: President Eden having finally established contact with someone who seems to be in power smiles and responds.

“Apologies for my trespass on your territory, I am visiting through what seems to be some sort of portal. I am an important political figure in the other side of this portal, so I can not accept a surrender of our weapons unless you can assure an armed escort for me”

[Las Palmeras]

1:11 Tepka did not smile back, she only nodded ever so slightly.

1:41:
The major's assistant replied: "We will gladly escort you to a secure location, you will be under the protection of His Majesty's Armed Forces to it's fullest efforts if you permit it."

[Catsfern]

1:12 pm: Sylvia grabs a grape soda from the drink cooler and offers it to Tepka in hopes of making her feel more comfortable.

1:42 pm: John Henry Eden replys the the major “your offer is most acceptable thank you. I will dismiss my security force and have them return home. I should also inform you that a civilian of your nation is currently in our care. We found her unconscious near the road it seems she fainted upon seeing the portal opening. We have given her some medical attention and she has not been harmed I will approach with her”

President Eden then orders his security detail to return through the portal and then walks towards the major with Tepka.

[Las Palmeras]

2:06 PM
On the helicopter was also Tepka, still silent. She had accepted the grape bevrage from the strange woman before out of courtesy, but now the agent was puzzled as to why and how these people appeared...and why Sylvia had a tail.

On the flight back towards the capital's largest military base, the Major took the liberty to look through John Eden's ID, which did indeed prove he had a high status as it was akin to a diplomatic passport issued to heads of State or foreign officials. However it was redundantly apparent that Catsfern didn't exist, at least not in the Major's world. Perhaps it existed behind the odd glowing portal, he rationalized, as there really wasn't any other way to explain things. More peculiar, Eden's birthday didn't add up. The officer said something that was immediately replicated by his interpreter: "Am I reading your date of birth correctly? Do you know what year it is?"

[Catsfern]

2:06 pm President Eden was more than happy to hand over his ID and paperwork to the major to prove his position, however the majors question confused him

“ last I checked the year was 2048 why has the portal shoot me out into a different time as well as a different nation?“

[Las Palmeras]

2:06 PM, 7th of January
The major stroked his black but greying hair, his catlike ears slid out of a mulberry beret and twitched. Through the translator, he plainly said: "It is the 7th of January, 1966." Overhearing the discussion, Tepka peered at Eden and remembered his companion, the unusually tall catgirl.

4:04
It was by the golden afternoon that the PM was aware of where Mr. Eden came from, or when he came from. PM Nandhaya Zepeda had been briefed on the protocol for a situation similar to this...but it was drafted in the 1950s and was meant for alien visitors...and not time travelers; though anything seemed like a fantasy story come true at this point. He sighed, he was exsiastic about the possibility of meeting a man from the future like in the cheap American science fiction novels he used to read during the Second Great War and as a child even before that. However he also knew it wouldn't be so direct either. Not at first...however protocol had already been breached. They were human beings, not space creatures, no threat of biohazard was raised. "No such measures were taken", thought Zepeda to himself, "that snooping PSB girl even accepted soda from these people". Then as a passing thought, the Prime Minister sardonically repeated to himself "Wonder what His Majesty will do when he realizes that his girl is in confinement."

[Catsfern]

4:00 PM: By now President Eden is in a secure facility as promised by his new escort. Now he patiently awaits an audience with the Prim minister, Monarch, or President of this land. He was not sure what kind of government the nation he was is had, or even what this nation was called. "Palmarian" was used to describe the army, but he was unsure if that was the nations name, or a specialized military branch. That hardly mattered now though, what mattered now was making sure that when he met whatever foreign leader would receive him he was ready to make a good first impression. He made sure his suit was in order and that his tie was straight waiting to make his introduction.

[Las Palmeras]

4:45 PM
Mr. Eden was kept in a greyish waiting room with freshly sanitized chairs, on the other extreme lay a door and a small booth covered by glass that was occupied by Military Police. The faint glow of a boxy TV set illuminated the room slightly less than the dull rectangular lights overhead but sunlight could still be seen from outside as large tinted glass adorned the walls. The outside view revealed the place to be some kind of administrative building in a military base, as it overlooked a large courtyard with similar buildings, some with guards on the outside.

Another diminutive figure entered the room, yet another sub-officer woman. If the President were paying attention, which he most likely was, he'd have easily realized that most workers with a rank lower than Major or Lieutenant Coronel were baseline soldiers. This one however had completely human-looking ears. She nodded slightly when making eye contact and held a small tray carrying a bright red phone. She gestured for Eden to pick it up.

[Catsfern]

4:46 pm: President Eden nods and picks up the phone putting it to his ear*
“Hello I am John Henry Eden President of Catsfern, to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to”

[Las Palmeras]

4:46 PM
A crisp and slightly high-pitched and nasally male voice shot out of the telephone, with an accent that vaguely hinted of somebody that learned British English: "Hello, Mr. Eden. The pleasure is all mine. I apologize for not being able to organize a reception ceremony in the manner worthy of a guest and foreign dignitary to the Palmeran State deserves, however your most unexpected arrival was an issue to be dealt with discreetly. I hope you understand that in the current political climate, it is most unwise to air one's dirty linen. Ah, that is to say, em, that private matters are best left...not in the public view. And the integrity of our borders' security is a most pressing matter for public image. Ah, what am I doing? I didn't even introduce myself, er, I'm Nandhaya Zepeda, Prime Minister of the Palmeran State and leader of His Majesty's Government."

[Catsfern]

4:46 pm President Eden smiles as he’s finally in contact with someone at the top.
“Well Prime Minister Zepeda It’s a pleasure to hear from you. No need to apologize for not being able to set up a formal reception. My visit was rather informal after all. I fully understand your desire for discretion this is a rather peculiar situation to say the least. I hope to be able to meet in person soon.”

[Las Palmeras]

"Very well then, now to see when this could happen..." As the Prime Minister talked, an official handed him the results from the portal's surroundings gathered by an NBC (Nuclear-Biological-Chemical) team, they read clean. The protocol had already been breached because the military confided in the humanity of the newcomers regardless. However now Zepeda was sure that it was absolutely safe. Then he nonchalantly replied, "The first thing I'll do is lament the afternoon of several secretaries who will be covering my paperwork."

With that said, the PM expressed his desire to inspect the Tamanshan 1st Airborne Division's HQ. Followed by aides and his own guards, he stepped into the backseat of a black Citroën DS 19 automobile and headed to the base. By a quarter to six PM, the car entered the compound. All the guards presented their arms when a diminutive figure stepped out, shadowed by three escorts and several people in suits and military attire that arrived in other cars. From there, Zepeda walked into the HQ and turned to a passage that led to the building that Eden was in. The doors opened and the guards stationed stood and saluted in the sight of their Napoleonic leader. The Prime Minister now looked up at the President, physically speaking.

[Catsfern]

5:50 pm: in the time between the phone call and PM Zepeda's arrival President Eden had simply bided his time. He wanted to finally have a face to face meeting with the PM so that the two leaders could finally begin discussing this unusual event in both of their nations. When The PM arrived President Eden stood and shoot Zepeda's hand before sitting down again.

"Prime Minister Zepeda It's good to finally see you face to face, I wish to discuss the matter of this portal that connects our two nations. I will assure you now that Catsfern has no hostel intentions towards your nation"

[Las Palmeras]

5:50
"Excellently said, President Eden. I was just about to ask about the nature of...the...portal. It has left many of us perplexed. I've been told by advisers that mathematicians and physicists theorize that there are multiple worlds. It appears that theory is fact now. "

[Catsfern]

5:51 pm:
"indeed it would seem so, and it also seems things are very different on either side of the portal. On this side the year is 1966, and no such nation as Catsfern is anywhere to be found. Meanwhile on the other side of the portal the year is 2048 and your nation of Las Palmeras is nowhere on any of our maps. Yet now our two nations seem to share an interdimensional border, so one of the first matters I would wish to discuss with you is border security"

[Las Palmeras]

5:52
"I was most fortuitous to have listened to the right information channels then, who knows how our little predicament would have wound up filtered to my office. Very well then, you're a frank man: In our side, this border is a State secret, nobody that isn't authorized will get through, that is even if they'd know about it. I am certain that a cover story is being made to diminish the possibility of any possible interlopers butting in. If what you say is certain, then it would be suicidal to attack a nation that is...82...years ahead in terms of technological capacity. Much more so in a bottle-necked entrance like the 'portal' as you describe. On the contrary, if you were hostile *small pause* ...hypothetically speaking, that is...the passage would be just as narrow.
...
What issues could arise from your side, if all you claim is true?"

[Catsfern]

5:53 PM.
"As far as I know nothing is being done to keep this portal a secret, weirder things have happened on our side after all. However the area around the portal will likely be turned into a border checkpoint of sorts. You should know that Catsfern is a nation that is more than open to tourism, but does not allow immigration. With your help I would like to begin adding relevant passport information to Catsferns database so that we can begin allowing possible tourists from this side of the portal in. I would also request access to whatever criminal databases you have so we know who not to allow through."