Kalingrad International Airport
August 8, 2034 | 11:00 AM
The air around the Kalingrad International Airport was fairly hot to say the least. With temperature rising up as high as 30°C, some may find themselves lucky to be within the air conditioning embrace within the airport. Beyond its comfort, the terminal itself is modern in terms of style and technology. After all, airports were seen as welcoming statements of the Party about the Revolution's advancements. High roofs; white steel; marble floors, and in a greater extent, various mobility options such as rail transfers, robotic PWD assistance, and even leisure such as observation decks, a mall, and an indoor garden, are just the few of the welcoming sentences. Just by the lobby, passengers were greeted by bands playing various forms of music, as well as interactable advertisements of Janpian tourist spots. For the Minister Alfred Skjold, this will be among his first sights. Since they are the only delegate that will participate in the dialogue, the Kalinka Guards do not need much logistics to handle their security and transportation. All that is necessary was a single bullet-proofed limousine, and two Kalinka personnel, which will also act as their personal chauffeur and assistant. In this instance, the car was an AuM-844 sedan, a recent model by the Aukari Automobile Union, also used by the People's Marshal. As expected, it contains all the necessary items required for luxury and security, fit for any officials. Such vehicle is enough for an hour drive to the Fort Kalinka, just in time for the meeting.
Kalingrad City, Fort Kalinka, Ministry of Economy and Trade Building
August 8, 2034 | 12:00 PM
As the the leaves rustled along the banks of Munschen river, the clock tower of Fort Kalinka performs its afternoon chime. It was a faint and sparks an air of grandeur and ominousness—though it went unheard over the chatter and bustle of the city of Kalingrad. For Commissar Ariso however, it is always the same tune, same time, and always the same sight. The view from his office remained unchanged: It is the same familiar cobblestone street below, and the same red walls of Fort Kalinka that kept him inside. Yet such sight is what he'd rather have than a cold-faced apartment block or a thinly lighted office desk
Commissar Ariso: "Twelve o’clock…"
He murmured to himself; the sound of the chimes barely fading from his ears. Grabbing a folder by the table, he then turned his attention to a two-page paper nearby. The top sheet bore the bold title “PETOSKA POLICY - 5 YEAR PLAN” in Janpian, and the form came with a bulleted list of topics. The document itself seemed more like a detailed roadmap than a policy paper, with each bullet point referencing other papers with more in-depth information.
It had been a few months since a major deal had been signed with Svetvostok, and investments amounting to billions were being poured in various companies. The question about the Naritada route had been set in place, and it was only a matter of time before the ice that blocked the northern path melted for commercial vessels.
But for now, Ariso's eyes were focused at the word—Saritada. Or the southern way in Janpian.
It was deemed as equally important with the Naritada for the overall Petoska Plan. But unlike the open yet cold northern routes of Naritada, the warm southern route offered by the Saritada remains frozen—not by ice, but by the aftermath of the Matsume War.
About three routes were proposed in the conclusion of the war, with the safest option being an additional 1,000 kilometers down the straits of San Lucin. And at the moment, smaller Janpian ships would have no place to stop-by for replenishment after the said voyage. As such, this supposed vital route to expand the Janpian market towards Marquesan and towards the Anagonian Ocean was deemed infeasible by multiple economists under his ministry. But just as what he had learned about capitalist economics, rewards have their own risks and gambles.
Now holding the folder in his hand, he opened it and adjusted it to a perfect angle for his glasses. The demands within are almost identical to what he offered months earlier to Ahn Sang-gun. In a more ironic sense, the meeting would take place in the same room and time. Regardless, the deal includes the same form of economic support, mainly as a softener to his main offer for an overall economic deal that he named after himself. Albeit for this occasion, however, he made a few adjustments based on what he learned from his last similar meeting. Unlike his earlier dealings with the Svetvostokans, he now has full authority granted by the Revolutionary Council, allowing him to truly guarantee Janpian military exports, and even propose or approve training or cooperation.
If things go as smoothly as it is, perhaps it would be time for him to prove to the Party that his southern route plan is still feasible and worth the investment. The only problem that he now have, however, is determining what exactly will the Veliksarians want.
Based on a JURIC report on the next page, the Veliksarians almost have the same economic size as Janpia, and their economic foundation seems to rely on earthly materials such as oil, rare materials, as well as industrial parts. Their main imports are agricultural products, which gave Ariso an idea to expand the already flowing Janpian rice and fish market abroad under a mutual benefit. His thoughts, however, were abruptly interrupted as his eyes drifted to the bottom of the page, where a date once again reminded him that the report was already six months old. For now, he has no idea about Veliksarian economic trends—or if their main import from the last 6 months—remained the same.
Closing the folder, he adjusted his suit and sighed.
Commissar Ariso: "Perhaps, one way or another, I shall figure them out"
He murmured, his gaze lingering on his window, watching as an AuM-844 drive along the cobblestoned streets and towards their building.
Commissar Ariso: "Twelve o’clock…"
He murmured to himself; the sound of the chimes barely fading from his ears. Grabbing a folder by the table, he then turned his attention to a two-page paper nearby. The top sheet bore the bold title “PETOSKA POLICY - 5 YEAR PLAN” in Janpian, and the form came with a bulleted list of topics. The document itself seemed more like a detailed roadmap than a policy paper, with each bullet point referencing other papers with more in-depth information.
It had been a few months since a major deal had been signed with Svetvostok, and investments amounting to billions were being poured in various companies. The question about the Naritada route had been set in place, and it was only a matter of time before the ice that blocked the northern path melted for commercial vessels.
But for now, Ariso's eyes were focused at the word—Saritada. Or the southern way in Janpian.
It was deemed as equally important with the Naritada for the overall Petoska Plan. But unlike the open yet cold northern routes of Naritada, the warm southern route offered by the Saritada remains frozen—not by ice, but by the aftermath of the Matsume War.
About three routes were proposed in the conclusion of the war, with the safest option being an additional 1,000 kilometers down the straits of San Lucin. And at the moment, smaller Janpian ships would have no place to stop-by for replenishment after the said voyage. As such, this supposed vital route to expand the Janpian market towards Marquesan and towards the Anagonian Ocean was deemed infeasible by multiple economists under his ministry. But just as what he had learned about capitalist economics, rewards have their own risks and gambles.
Now holding the folder in his hand, he opened it and adjusted it to a perfect angle for his glasses. The demands within are almost identical to what he offered months earlier to Ahn Sang-gun. In a more ironic sense, the meeting would take place in the same room and time. Regardless, the deal includes the same form of economic support, mainly as a softener to his main offer for an overall economic deal that he named after himself. Albeit for this occasion, however, he made a few adjustments based on what he learned from his last similar meeting. Unlike his earlier dealings with the Svetvostokans, he now has full authority granted by the Revolutionary Council, allowing him to truly guarantee Janpian military exports, and even propose or approve training or cooperation.
If things go as smoothly as it is, perhaps it would be time for him to prove to the Party that his southern route plan is still feasible and worth the investment. The only problem that he now have, however, is determining what exactly will the Veliksarians want.
Based on a JURIC report on the next page, the Veliksarians almost have the same economic size as Janpia, and their economic foundation seems to rely on earthly materials such as oil, rare materials, as well as industrial parts. Their main imports are agricultural products, which gave Ariso an idea to expand the already flowing Janpian rice and fish market abroad under a mutual benefit. His thoughts, however, were abruptly interrupted as his eyes drifted to the bottom of the page, where a date once again reminded him that the report was already six months old. For now, he has no idea about Veliksarian economic trends—or if their main import from the last 6 months—remained the same.
Closing the folder, he adjusted his suit and sighed.
Commissar Ariso: "Perhaps, one way or another, I shall figure them out"
He murmured, his gaze lingering on his window, watching as an AuM-844 drive along the cobblestoned streets and towards their building.