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by Insaanistan » Thu Jan 27, 2022 9:18 am
by Mosarat » Thu Jan 27, 2022 9:49 am
by New Antarcticania » Thu Jan 27, 2022 7:54 pm
"Overt Descalation"
approx a day after Abdul-Ghaffar Yusuf's press confrence.
1400 hours.
QRF STATION #43, FOB TUSLA.
Approx. 15 miles from the Frontline.
Lt. Col. Mikhail Yeltsin.
453rd Helicopter Sq.
5th Air Wing.
Joint Socalist Air Defense Force (JsADF)
Somewhere in the Eastern republic of Sharfaristan.
"...-hey fear us, the Royalists and the isaanis, they Fear us because we have lodged a wedge into their dreams and desires of a Global caliphate! Ask yourselves, is the banner of the isaani and her Sharfari puppet really the life you want to live? One of terrorism and misery? Italy, Africa, Even syria is under the isan boot, and the next target in their crosshairs is The Republic! Us! You! All people of this prosperous nation targeted by the Mujahdeen! They ask us to Stop deploying because they know they'll be crushed under our threads if they attempt to overthrow us! They ask us to stop protecting our borders because they can't smuggle Terrorists and Jihadists across to our lines anymore! They say that we are on the brink of war, even though that they know FULL. WELL. That they would NEVER have the capabilities to match out might. They seek to weaken us, to pacify us like a little child....The group of men posted along the rear lined looked at the convoy of BTRs and T-15s, cigs in mouth and some shirtless in the heat.
1400 Hours
REAR INTAKE TRENCH SECTION #214 "The logi ditch"
Somewhere on the border
1098th Volunteer Motor infantry Battalion, B company
3827th Brigade
3289th Regiment
1023rd Motor infantry division
Antartican People's Army (APA)
"...Our decision is final, not only will we be committing four more Divisions into the border, we will also be increasing the Presence of JsADF aircraft over our airspace. We have also decided to immediately deploy
Dozens more Surface to Air missile nextworks to guard key airspaces, along with Advanced radars, Jamming devices, and more. To ensure that the Isan's attempt at conquest will not be a walk in a park, but a walk in hell itself. Over the past year, we have dedicated and strived to secure our nation from imperialist takeover, and if the Westerners decide to provoke, we will see that our investiments will bear Yields of golden fruit for our future. Thank you, thank our armies, thank our people, and let the Gears of progress spin forevermore."
*cheering*
-END OF BRODCAST, RETURN TO YOUR DUTIES-
by Gongsi » Fri Jan 28, 2022 2:52 pm
To the Government of the Republic of Insaanistan,
The Federal Republic of Gongsi apologizes for our abrupt departure of your nation following the events of your most recent civil conflict. It was never our intention to take part in such a conflict and leave the Insaani people to clean up our mess. Circumstance beyond our control, such as the spread of the SARS-CoV-2 virus, forced us to abandon all our international activities while we tried to protect the citizens we have sworn an oath to serve.
Still, our relationship with Insaanistan is of great importance to us, and we wish to see our friends recover from their hardships and find the peace they so rightly deserve. With this objective in mind, we would like to formally ask permission to send an expeditionary force to Insaanistan to help both secure its borders and eliminate those who would seek to harm Insaanistan from within. We are willing to send a division of 15,000 soldiers and a number of naval vessels to aid Insaanistan wherever they are needed. We are willing to comply with any regulations you wish our expeditionary force to follow while within Insaanistan.
We also would like to send a diplomatic representative to Insaanistan as well to help work out some of the ongoing political strife that has recently emerged. Our intention is to act as a neutral third party in these negotiations as our representative Mr. Iên did in earlier Rome. We are confident that a peaceable, agreeable solution can be found and wish to help increase the chances such a agreement can be reached. When the negotiations reach their conclusion, we are also interested in setting up an embassy in Insaanistan to further cement our new friendship and bring our two peoples closer together.
We are sure much of this requires discussion and deliberation. We patiently await your response.
Signed,
De Dangnan, President of the Federal Republic of Gongsi
To the Government of the Socialist State of Sharfaristan,
The people of Gongsi empathize with your people and the worries surrounding recent developments. For most of our history we, too, have endured the fear of dangers on our borders and worries about those who would seek to ignore the boundaries of our sovereignty. We know these fears all too well. But we also know from experience that these fears can sometimes become self-fulfilling prophecies.
In the interest of keeping the innocents of Socialist State of Sharfaristan and its sovereignty safe and free, we would like to send a diplomatic representative to discuss these trying times with you and hopefully find a peaceful solution that will not infringe on your nation's freedom, rights, or security. We believe your right to self sovereignty is vital and wish to safeguard it from those who disagree. If you would like, we can ensure this ambassador is from our own Socialist party, the GSI, so as to also help protect your own political identity.
Though we have aided Insaanistan in the past, we see ourselves as neutral in the world of international politics. We have endured the decades of the Cold War maintaining this neutrality and will not forsake it now. It is better that the world should avoid yet another war and loss of life than any temporary gain we might acquire from choosing sides and opting for war. And, should this diplomatic course prove successful, we would additionally like to swap embassies to help facilitate further peace, diplomacy, and prosperity with the Socialist State of Sharfaristan.
We are sure much of this requires discussion and deliberation. We patiently await your response.
Signed,
De Dangnan, President of the Federal Republic of Gongsi
GPNS President De Dangnan officially ends State of Emergency, reopens country.| Anti-Vaccine conspiracy theorist sentenced to 5 years for role in attempted hospital raid.| 12 year old De Minxiau, daughter of President De Dangnan, still missing. Police report no leads yet.
by Insaanistan » Fri Jan 28, 2022 5:52 pm
by Insaanistan » Sat Jan 29, 2022 10:29 am
by Erloane » Sat Jan 29, 2022 12:00 pm
Insaanistan wrote:Erloane wrote:
To Erloaneans the traffic was such a FUBAR. It was a miracle that no incidents happened on the way. When outside of Muslimbol the traffic very slightly improved. Not by much, but it was still a little bit better than traffic inside the city. Thankfully the troops arrived at the base without any incidents. The arrival caused relief among the troops, many of them visibly sighing.
The Insaanis, quite a few of them smoking, laughed at the utter relief the Eloaneans displayed when they arrived. Speaking mostly Arabic, Siwa Tamazight, English or Nubian, they disembarked from their vehicles, grabbing their bags & weapons, most walking off to where they already knew they needed to be. Langenian troops were also present, most speaking Spanish. The Insaanis themselves mostly looked significantly different than their Langenian counterparts. While many of the Langenians were Mestizos, Native Americans or Afrolatinos, many still were blanquitos who had not left for (or fled to) their ancestral homeland in Iberia. The Insaanis consisted largely of native Egyptians: most of them Arabs, Afro-Arabs and Nubians, but quite a few were Copts, Imazighen from Siwa, and Fallata. Their mostly skin ranged from from gold to dark brown, with a few pale as the white people among the Langenians & Erloaneans, and a few black as coal.
Apart from that, they were armed the same, and many Insaanis & Langenians had swapped their uniforms with one another. They spoke to one another cordially. Anyone who had not paid attention to the African giant’s recent history would never have guessed that there was often times animosity towards the Langenians among many Insaanis, or at the very, discontent that they had stayed for so long.
But the two nations had a partnership dating back to when President Nic Furia had helped save President Mustafa Abu Jamal’s life, and that didn’t seem like it was gonna change any time soon.
There were no militiamen from the Jundallah, the “Soldiers of God”, a militia group that had risen up and taken control of the streets of Northern African cities in the wake of the deposing of Asim’s regime, and had stabilized the region with the help of the Langenians. While they had been instrumental in consolidating control over the country, they were not the Insaani military, and the way things were looking the political world, they wouldn’t be part of the Insaani government, either, as the majority coalition seemed adamant the group not be admitted as a political party.
Commander Yunus al-Masri and a couple other troops stayed behind as the Erloanean soldiers got out of their vehicles & situated themselves.
by Insaanistan » Sat Jan 29, 2022 2:28 pm
Mosarat wrote:Insaanistan wrote:The door was opened, and a Pakistani man greeted him. After a quick chat in Urdu, the man led him into the compound. Opening the door to the main compound, he announced “There’s someone here for us!” loudly. A man walked up them and looked Daniyal up and down.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“I am Daniyal Tauqi. I have fled from the infidel world of Gaia. I want to help your branch of the Taliban show the might of Allah as my universe has strayed too far away from his graces.” He proclaimed. He went on to explain the differences between the Islamic world of Gaia and the Islamic World of Earth. He hoped it would convince them.
by Mosarat » Sat Jan 29, 2022 4:03 pm
Insaanistan wrote:Mosarat wrote:
“I am Daniyal Tauqi. I have fled from the infidel world of Gaia. I want to help your branch of the Taliban show the might of Allah as my universe has strayed too far away from his graces.” He proclaimed. He went on to explain the differences between the Islamic world of Gaia and the Islamic World of Earth. He hoped it would convince them.
Al Jazeera was playing in the background faintly. There was a smell of green tea from inside the building. The man was relatively tall, broad shouldered, and had a long thick beard. He had a gun on a sling with him.
The man shrugged. “Aight, seems legit, come in,” he said in what was obviously an American accent. He walked inside the building, beckoning his companion & Daniyal to follow.
by Insaanistan » Sun Jan 30, 2022 7:35 am
Erloane wrote:Insaanistan wrote:
The Insaanis, quite a few of them smoking, laughed at the utter relief the Eloaneans displayed when they arrived. Speaking mostly Arabic, Siwa Tamazight, English or Nubian, they disembarked from their vehicles, grabbing their bags & weapons, most walking off to where they already knew they needed to be. Langenian troops were also present, most speaking Spanish. The Insaanis themselves mostly looked significantly different than their Langenian counterparts. While many of the Langenians were Mestizos, Native Americans or Afrolatinos, many still were blanquitos who had not left for (or fled to) their ancestral homeland in Iberia. The Insaanis consisted largely of native Egyptians: most of them Arabs, Afro-Arabs and Nubians, but quite a few were Copts, Imazighen from Siwa, and Fallata. Their mostly skin ranged from from gold to dark brown, with a few pale as the white people among the Langenians & Erloaneans, and a few black as coal.
Apart from that, they were armed the same, and many Insaanis & Langenians had swapped their uniforms with one another. They spoke to one another cordially. Anyone who had not paid attention to the African giant’s recent history would never have guessed that there was often times animosity towards the Langenians among many Insaanis, or at the very, discontent that they had stayed for so long.
But the two nations had a partnership dating back to when President Nic Furia had helped save President Mustafa Abu Jamal’s life, and that didn’t seem like it was gonna change any time soon.
There were no militiamen from the Jundallah, the “Soldiers of God”, a militia group that had risen up and taken control of the streets of Northern African cities in the wake of the deposing of Asim’s regime, and had stabilized the region with the help of the Langenians. While they had been instrumental in consolidating control over the country, they were not the Insaani military, and the way things were looking the political world, they wouldn’t be part of the Insaani government, either, as the majority coalition seemed adamant the group not be admitted as a political party.
Commander Yunus al-Masri and a couple other troops stayed behind as the Erloanean soldiers got out of their vehicles & situated themselves.
Erloanean soldiers unloaded thier equipment and settled into thier quarters. Erloaneans adapted well to thier quarters and began talking with Insaani and Langenians. Some soldiers played cards and other games when they unpacked. They spoke in English to Insaanis and Langenians while playing cards or just talking. Kimball found his tent, there was a small table and a chair. He put his laptop on the table and immediately began writing a report to high command, saying that he and his troops arrived safely. When he wrote his report he inspected the troops, everything was ok. Some time later Kimball arrived and asked Yunus. "Sir, Erloaneans are ready for tasking. Are there any orders for us?"
by Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Sun Jan 30, 2022 11:21 pm
Republica di Italya wrote:Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:Northern Italy
A single messenger crossed the border between territory held by the Committee for Padanian Liberation and La Spezia, an exclave of the Italian Republic. Soon he would appear in city call, demanding to speak with the highest offical possible and presenting diplomatic creditals. Assuminng he was allowed through, he present that offical with a letter addressed to the Italian Republic's president, from the Chairman of the Committee for Padanian Liberation, Alberto Passero, with the intention of renewing previous cooperation agreements -- especially with regards to the Southern issue.
Antarctican forces were shadowed up and down the Mediterranian by Prussian-Polish aircraft, and on several occasions were buzzed. The messages was clear; the Antarcticans were unwelcome guests in the Mediterranian, as far as Prussia-Poland was concerned.
After being searched thoroughly, the messenger was allowed through finally. He was directed through the halls of the City Hall where he met the mayor. An Italian man with blonde hair, green eyes and brown skin was seated there. He looked to be in his last thirties or early forties, and was dressed in a black suit and pants.
“Buongiorno,” the mayor, Marco Vagnotti, said. “What business has brought you here to our city?”
by Mosarat » Mon Jan 31, 2022 6:44 am
Somewhere in Prussia-Poland, a lock came undone. An unconcious girl was wheeled out on a gurney, and slowly awakened. Ten-thousand NSD, a debit card linked to a bank account with 5 million, and a ticket to Zurich began to be prepared, and from Lilliam Macduff's headquarters at Taranto, a message was sent to the Insaanistanis, preempting any formal request for Nura's release.
It notified the Insaanistanis that Nura would be handed over at a certain gate at a certain time in Zurich Airport. Ten-thousand NSD in cash, as well as a bank account in a neutral country with much more, had been given to her as compensation for any mistreatment, real or percieved, suffered during her captivity. A detailed medical history during her time in Prussian-Polish custody was included as well -- most notably, heavy usage of sedation agents that may require further attention.
by Insaanistan » Mon Jan 31, 2022 7:25 am
Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:Republica di Italya wrote:After being searched thoroughly, the messenger was allowed through finally. He was directed through the halls of the City Hall where he met the mayor. An Italian man with blonde hair, green eyes and brown skin was seated there. He looked to be in his last thirties or early forties, and was dressed in a black suit and pants.
“Buongiorno,” the mayor, Marco Vagnotti, said. “What business has brought you here to our city?”
The courier was a grave sort; ashen-faced, dark-haired, with deep circles 'neath his eyes. A few nicks here and there marked him as a bruiser, a soldier; perhaps even an insurgent against the recently-overthrown Insaanistani government. Regardless, he was Passero's envoy.
"I have a message from Padania." he replied, immediately getting down to business. He extracted an envelope and handed it over. "Please pass it to your head of state posthaste."
Within would be a request for aid against the South, a reiteration of the commitments made, and a promise to permit the Republic fo use certain 'special resources' possessed by the Padanians to clean up their own problems.
Somewhere in Prussia-Poland, a lock came undone. An unconcious girl was wheeled out on a gurney, and slowly awakened. Ten-thousand NSD, a debit card linked to a bank account with 5 million, and a ticket to Zurich began to be prepared, and from Lilliam Macduff's headquarters at Taranto, a message was sent to the Insaanistanis, preempting any formal request for Nura's release.
It notified the Insaanistanis that Nura would be handed over at a certain gate at a certain time in Zurich Airport. Ten-thousand NSD in cash, as well as a bank account in a neutral country with much more, had been given to her as compensation for any mistreatment, real or percieved, suffered during her captivity. A detailed medical history during her time in Prussian-Polish custody was included as well -- most notably, heavy usage of sedation agents that may require further attention.
by Insaanistan » Mon Jan 31, 2022 7:46 am
Mosarat wrote:Insaanistan wrote:Al Jazeera was playing in the background faintly. There was a smell of green tea from inside the building. The man was relatively tall, broad shouldered, and had a long thick beard. He had a gun on a sling with him.
The man shrugged. “Aight, seems legit, come in,” he said in what was obviously an American accent. He walked inside the building, beckoning his companion & Daniyal to follow.
Daniyal followed the man inside the building. Excellent you are in. Ra is pleased. The voices said. However these weren’t voices in his head these were the jinns that had taken hold of his soul. Similar to Davud Daniyal a normal man consumed by jealousy sought powers far beyond the limits of normal humans. And when a normal person seeks magical powers the results vary dramatically. In his case he has become evil.
by Mosarat » Mon Jan 31, 2022 10:20 am
Insaanistan wrote:Mosarat wrote:
Daniyal followed the man inside the building. Excellent you are in. Ra is pleased. The voices said. However these weren’t voices in his head these were the jinns that had taken hold of his soul. Similar to Davud Daniyal a normal man consumed by jealousy sought powers far beyond the limits of normal humans. And when a normal person seeks magical powers the results vary dramatically. In his case he has become evil.
As they walked inside, an Arabic played in the background.
“As the Romans & their Caesar, ask the Persians & their Shah how we decimated their armies in response to their attacks. We are the masters of the world, we are the first seeds in this communities roots…”
The man sat down on a carpet in the center of the room. Green tea was given to him. He motioned for Davud to sit down.
“Aight, dude,” he said. “State your purpose here.”
by New Antarcticania » Mon Jan 31, 2022 7:20 pm
This is an dispatch from the Socalist Saharfari Ministry of External affairs
To: President De Dangnan of the Federal Republic of Gongsi
Encryption: HIGHEST
Honorable President.
The Ministry, along with our countrymen, thanks the Federal Republic of Gongsi for extending such an offer to us to solidify our status as a soverign nation state. Despite some people in the Royalist side and isaanistan would suggest.
Your offer to send your GCI ambassador is hereby accepted. And preperations for his quarters and other accomodations are well underway. As per current protocols regarding the land border and the current status of the "Heavenwall" barrier. We highly recommend your Ambassador's arrival by air. Where the liasion aircraft will be guided by Escort aircraft from the JsADF to their destination.
We will certianly take the offer for the embassy into account on our meetings with the ambassador, and if the concept is approved by both parties, Architectual firms will immediately begin the design process.
Once again, the Socalist state of sharfaristan and it's people will gladly accept the people of Gongi, if it is for the benefit of both of them.
We eagerly await your Ambassador's arrival.
by Insaanistan » Mon Jan 31, 2022 7:54 pm
Mosarat wrote:Insaanistan wrote:
As they walked inside, an Arabic played in the background.
“As the Romans & their Caesar, ask the Persians & their Shah how we decimated their armies in response to their attacks. We are the masters of the world, we are the first seeds in this communities roots…”
The man sat down on a carpet in the center of the room. Green tea was given to him. He motioned for Davud to sit down.
“Aight, dude,” he said. “State your purpose here.”
“I wish to join your group. I’ve seen your work and I’m pleased. My world has fallen to the infidels. The Farsians have their Shah who galavants across the world flaunting his wealth. The Mosaratians have a Sultan with a strange obsession with all that is haram. Kings and Presidents and Prime Ministers that ignore and disobey Allah. I wish for nothing to bring Allah’s mighty wrath upon them all.” He explained.
by Insaanistan » Mon Jan 31, 2022 7:56 pm
Mosarat wrote:The Sultan went to call Yusuf about the good news. “Mr. President it is me the Sultan. I have good news Allah has finally answered my prayers.” He said.
by Mosarat » Mon Jan 31, 2022 8:28 pm
Insaanistan wrote:Mosarat wrote:The Sultan went to call Yusuf about the good news. “Mr. President it is me the Sultan. I have good news Allah has finally answered my prayers.” He said.
“Hamdulillah,” Yusuf said. Yusuf didn’t really care about Nura one way or the other (unless she intended to demand he hand over power to her). But here release meant on less reason for reporters to harass him, and that was cause for joy.
Insaanistan wrote:Mosarat wrote:
“I wish to join your group. I’ve seen your work and I’m pleased. My world has fallen to the infidels. The Farsians have their Shah who galavants across the world flaunting his wealth. The Mosaratians have a Sultan with a strange obsession with all that is haram. Kings and Presidents and Prime Ministers that ignore and disobey Allah. I wish for nothing to bring Allah’s mighty wrath upon them all.” He explained.
“Ah, I gotchu,” he said. He took a sip of his tea.
“Well, you’ll have to pass some loyalty tests first. Get done with those, we’ll let you in. You do well enough, you might just join my inner circle, or even Mullah Rizvi’s! For now just chill around, but know someone’s gonna be watching you. So don’t try anything fishy.”
by Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Mon Jan 31, 2022 9:12 pm
Insaanistan wrote:Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:The courier was a grave sort; ashen-faced, dark-haired, with deep circles 'neath his eyes. A few nicks here and there marked him as a bruiser, a soldier; perhaps even an insurgent against the recently-overthrown Insaanistani government. Regardless, he was Passero's envoy.
"I have a message from Padania." he replied, immediately getting down to business. He extracted an envelope and handed it over. "Please pass it to your head of state posthaste."
Within would be a request for aid against the South, a reiteration of the commitments made, and a promise to permit the Republic fo use certain 'special resources' possessed by the Padanians to clean up their own problems.
Somewhere in Prussia-Poland, a lock came undone. An unconcious girl was wheeled out on a gurney, and slowly awakened. Ten-thousand NSD, a debit card linked to a bank account with 5 million, and a ticket to Zurich began to be prepared, and from Lilliam Macduff's headquarters at Taranto, a message was sent to the Insaanistanis, preempting any formal request for Nura's release.
It notified the Insaanistanis that Nura would be handed over at a certain gate at a certain time in Zurich Airport. Ten-thousand NSD in cash, as well as a bank account in a neutral country with much more, had been given to her as compensation for any mistreatment, real or percieved, suffered during her captivity. A detailed medical history during her time in Prussian-Polish custody was included as well -- most notably, heavy usage of sedation agents that may require further attention.
Nura’s left eye twitched every so often. Normally, her eyes seemed to switch color every time you looked at them. Now they seemed to switch color every second. Brown, blue, green, hazel, purple, pink, brown again.
Her hair was a bit frazzled, as could be expected from a person who hadn’t been able to care for it in so long. Her skin was noticeably paler than it had been when she had last been fully awake. Though awake now, she said nothing, other than murmuring the dhikr.
“…Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar…”
Her stomach had grown with her pregnancy, the size surprisingly normal, as if her brain was the only part affected by the sedatives.
Anyone who looked at her long enough would notice something odd:
She seemed to not be blinking at all.
“How… how many months has it been?” she finally asked.
by Gongsi » Mon Jan 31, 2022 11:32 pm
GPNS President De Dangnan officially ends State of Emergency, reopens country.| Anti-Vaccine conspiracy theorist sentenced to 5 years for role in attempted hospital raid.| 12 year old De Minxiau, daughter of President De Dangnan, still missing. Police report no leads yet.
by Country of redwood » Tue Feb 01, 2022 5:57 am
by Insaanistan » Tue Feb 01, 2022 7:19 am
Gongsi wrote:Khuntiên International Airport, Khuntiên, Federal Republic of Gongsi
In the dark of night, two diplomats met on the tarmac of the Khuntiên International Airport. The two briefly shook hands and greeted each other.
"Always sunny in Insaanistan, isn't it?" one said with a grin. Harta bin Zulfikar, the ambassador and GSI member selected to travel to Socialist Sharfaristan, knew that his assignment was no easier or safer.
"Sharfaristan as well," Harta's counterpart replied. "Try not to catch a cold, or a bullet, while you're over there. I'd hate to be the one to tell Alya that her husband finally lost his game of hide-and-seek with death." Ma Hênsun was a close friend of Harta's and was very familiar with the man's knack for jumping headfirst into hotspots. The two had virtually grown up together, having known each other since the 4th grade, and saw each other as brothers in all but blood. Both knew that behind the jokes was a worry for the other's safety, but in an effort to keep the mood light they didn't speak a word of it.
The pair chatted and chuckled until the time came to board their separate planes. Nerves began to slowly build as the planes took off and climbed to cruising altitude. Hours passed and the nervousness didn't settle. Ambassador Ma landed first, stepping off his plane in Muslimbol without much issue.
Ambassador Harta, on the other hand, only felt his anxiety rise as the plane approached the "Heavenwall" that ensured total aerial domination of Socialist Sharfaristan's airspace. In the next few minutes he was either going to be escorted into the heart of a nation on the brink of war or plummet into the sea with the burning wreck of his plane. In his mind it was a coinflip between which fate awaited him.
Asim's House, Khuntiên, Federal Republic of Gongsi
Long Zianhi stood at the door to the house, teetering on the edge of actually knocking. The panic coursing through her veins at that moment wasn't entirely unfamiliar, though she'd never felt it for something as simple as knocking on a door.
Ms. Long nervously glanced about. The house the government had provided Asim was, by Gongsi's standards, more than decent. It was a little ways outside of Khuntiên, though nowhere near far enough to be beyond civilization. Asim had a few neighbors in his vicinity, though Long knew at least one of the nearby buildings was housing the BMGC agents assigned to both watch and protect Asim. There was no doubt that several pairs of eyes were on her right now, though hoped that wouldn't be as true once she entered.
Swallowing her fears, Long Zianhi braced herself and knocked on the door. Her heart was pounding. When Asim finally did answer the door Ms. Long bowed, tried to say something but found nothing came out, then quickly bowed again.
"I-It's a pleasure to meet again in person," she said, quickly regaining some of her lost composure. "Would you mind if I came inside for your in-person check-up?"
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