8:01 AM - 11/3/24 - Oulu
Streets of Oulu - 8:00 AM - 10:30 PM
Of course, after the announcement of re-continuing talks with the Red Empire and the Monarchist Kingdom was felt with heartfelt excitement. The situation between the two have long been closed off, no formal relations had been establish after Bagazia went silent. Only after its return would they contact the Foreign Office of Lütomeroug situated west of Degiazi. The destabilization of Bagazia was shown all over the world, with the far north being around the only places not touched. Thus, Oulu was selected as the city to represent the talks. The celebratory city, being one of the few cities to have the best solidity and few crime would allow the citizens to begin preparations of Oulu. Christmas was coming soon, so was Thanksgiving, so to match with that theme - they would begin setting up decorations of that manner.
As the flags of the Arzelen and Bagazian fly across every street and building, music could be heard from the port to the corners of Barazville. Some say it smells like vanilla and pine mixed together, it generally has the best clean water - making the local economy a widespread boom. Not many cars were in Oulu, due to its No-Automobile policy, of course it does make for some nice walking - which overall made the appearance of citizens one of the most beautiful in the nation.
Diplomat and once part of the Vurtun Elites - Daryl Essen would be appointed to oversee the events of the city and the arrival of the "Varant", or so intelligence has told him. That isn't to say resistance cells wouldn't be located within the depths of the city - security would be bulked to the maximum, making the local population uneasy. Still, the celebration must go on. Almost around the outskirts, fake farm setups would see musicians sing their hearts out with their own taste.
At Oulu Airport, fireworks were shown to explode across the city around 9:00. Civilian Yachts were seen partying the night out, and showlights were reaching the skies. This was around the designated time the supposed diplomat was supposed to show, and the people were sleeping. 'Course the city was still booming, but now everyone was walking to bars and quieting down. Black SUVs were stationed at the airport, around 15 security guards with attached radios and vintage sunglasses were standing in silence. The soothing soft breeze brushing on Daryl was comforting, as he thought of his lover - Anastasia, her green eyes almost made him tear up.
As the flags of the Arzelen and Bagazian fly across every street and building, music could be heard from the port to the corners of Barazville.
Marching Band walking through 7th Avenue - 6:38 PM
Diplomat and once part of the Vurtun Elites - Daryl Essen would be appointed to oversee the events of the city and the arrival of the "Varant", or so intelligence has told him. That isn't to say resistance cells wouldn't be located within the depths of the city - security would be bulked to the maximum, making the local population uneasy. Still, the celebration must go on. Almost around the outskirts, fake farm setups would see musicians sing their hearts out with their own taste.
80th Wallstreet Market populated with Civilians - 11:37 AM
Oulu Airport - 9:38 PM | "I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, 'go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."- Lewis Carroll
Oulu Airport
A snowstorm was approaching, and waiting for the Varant was irritating the man. The soft winds now start turning harsh as it slaps itself onto Darly's face. The trees could be heard rustling, and the city could be seen turning their lights off - the sound of barricades being made out. Most of the buildings now lock their doors for the upcoming snowstorm. And the Yachts now make their way to the port to take shelter, a single utility pole could be seen trying to hold out.
The Airport held in the local people who were arriving or exiting, and air traffic was being redirected to Artozoka. He'd look down at his watch, 9:45 PM, the clock strikes. He wasn't really in a diplomat attire so to speak, mainly tied up in a puffer jacket and a small hat cap that truckers would wear. Daryl would turn around and signal the guards to head inside the cars. He would have an illusion of sorts, mumbling to himself - as if he was speaking to.. Anastasia.
No word from the Red Empire has been called out to Daryl, so he would stand there - patiently.
The Airport held in the local people who were arriving or exiting, and air traffic was being redirected to Artozoka. He'd look down at his watch, 9:45 PM, the clock strikes. He wasn't really in a diplomat attire so to speak, mainly tied up in a puffer jacket and a small hat cap that truckers would wear. Daryl would turn around and signal the guards to head inside the cars. He would have an illusion of sorts, mumbling to himself - as if he was speaking to.. Anastasia.
No word from the Red Empire has been called out to Daryl, so he would stand there - patiently.
OOC: This is a thread between RB and BA. If you want something.. TG one of us. Also this is mainly SIC, no one knows about this except me and BA ICly - Thank you.
