Unification Day Parade

The National Security Council agreed, along with the Council of Foreign Affairs, to send a small delegation to the parade. We hope for them to arrive within the next 24 hours at the Hwaiteu-Gyomuen Central International Airport.

SENDER: Council of Foreign Affairs
RECIPIENT: Chamberlain of Kannex, Imperial Residence

Mutanatia confirmed their attendance, sending Mantado over there. PErhaps this would begin a process of mending any holes in the relationship between the two.

((I hope you don't mind me bunnying your characters.))

Sunday, January 3rd, 2016
Delegation from HumanSanity/Hwaiteu suburbs
A thick blanket of snow covers the streets of Hwaiteu-Gyomuen, turning the bustling city into a winter wonderland. The city is effectively paralyzed by the weather. Buses and other vehicles are trapped in the snow and left temporarily abandoned in the middle of the street. Very little transpiration is able to get through. That's alright, considering it's a Sunday. Tomorrow, however, when kids wake up to a school day and adults drag themselves to work, the snow would be a hassle.

None of that matters now. Right at this second, Rajeiia is having the time of his life. He's the best thrower in his suburban neighborhood, and all the girls love it when he grabs a bit of the white stuff and turns it into the perfect snowball. And every snowball he makes is guaranteed to be perfect.

BLAM! Right in the face! His opponent stumbles, blinded by the snowball that was just thrown in his face. Rajeiia grins in triumph, and reaches to make another snowball. Just then, a snowball brushes by his back. It misses, but Rajeiia's insulted.

"URA!!!" Rajeiia and his teammates shout their dreaded battle cry as they charge towards their opponents, clenching fists of snow. Just then, as Rajeiia and his teammates are about to overrun the enemy lines, he accidentally slams into somebody. Rajeiia falls from the impact of the collision and looks up to find a bunch of adults standing near him. Who is stupid enough to be traveling in this weather? Rajeiia thinks to himself. Examining the adults closely, he notices that they aren't Kannexian.

"Are you okay?" one of them asks in English...

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Mantado/Hwaiteu-Gyomuen International Airport
"Well, well. It seems we arrived at the wrong time," Aaron states, trying to cheer up Mantado. "Never fear, sir! We can wait here in this airport for the blasted snow to clear... hehe..."

Aaron is the typical Kanne-Mutanatian. He's a Mutanatian citizen by birth and the son of two Kannexian immigrants. He works hard, speaks little Kannexian, and has a good sense of humor, even if he is the aide (as well as a friend) of an elected politician. Aaron doesn't speak Kannexian that well, but his other skills make him quite the valuable employee.

"Mr. Mantado, should we go get something to eat? We can't stay here without food, sir," suggested Aaron.

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William Kan/at a Kannexian restaurant near the airport
Two Bobeans--a male and a female of Kannexian descent--sit across from each other in a Kannexian-style restaurant. Outside, the wind howls and chills everybody to their bones, forcing everybody to stay indoors.

"It seems we have the bad luck of getting stuck in a snowstorm, Mr. Kan," Jessica says, sighing. "Public transportation is down, and there are no taxis. We should find the nearest hotel."

Headstrong and intelligent, Jessica Agagisan is not easily stopped. But a snowstorm is beyond her power. She's forced to compromise, yet again, with the forces of nature...

SENDER: Boltorian State Department
RECIPIENT: Chamberlain of Kannex, Imperial Residence

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The Boltorian Ambassador to Kannex: Mark Richardson, members of his delegation, and our Secretary of State Tim Harris, will be there to attend the Great Empire of Kannex's military parade on the 14th of January.

Regards,
The Boltorian State Department

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Three Kannexian men dressed in robes stood on one end of the stone-paved square, staring down at the targets on opposite side. As if by cue, they raised their bows to eye level, pulling the bowstring and fitting an arrow. Then, after a few tense seconds, they released their bowstrings and let their arrows fly.

"It seems my skills have dulled through the years," the stately man in the golden robe sighed. He would be turning forty this year, but he looked ten years older. Even the luxury and glamor that had replaced his military career could not turn back the time, especially when he was now engulfed in politics.

"Hae, seong-yehi byei-xya [Yes, Your Majesty]," said Archduke Gyotai to his elder brother the Emperor. The Young Duke, as he was called, was the Emperor's younger brother, but looked as if he was his son. "My skills have not improved since last time," the Young Duke noted. His arrow had stuck onto the periphery of the target.

"What about you, Tziepu-koon?" the Emperor asked the third man, a Kannexian nobleman who looked as old as himself.

Duke Tziepu Qaeroyu looked up from examining his bow. "I supposed my archery skills have remained insignificantly the same," Tziepu said modestly, despite the fact that he was the only one that was able to shoot bulls-eye.

"As expected of my brother-in-law," the Emperor complimented impassively.

"Tsie, huang-yehi [Thank you, Your Majesty]," replied Tziepu, giving a bow to the Emperor. Of the three men, Tziepu was the oldest, surpassing the Emperor by one year in age. Of the three, he was also probably the one that had experienced the most in life. He had been a naval officer in the Principality Navy, but was chased out of the country and separated from his sister following the outbreak of the Civil War. His Malecian wife died of cancer and Tziepu was often hunted by Nuuwaja and republican assassins due to being the nephew of the late Grand Prince. Those years had strengthened him as well, and everybody doubted if there was any stronger warrior than Tziepu in the Imperial Palace.

"Tin-tzie byei-xya, Gyotai-sama, Tziepu-sama," a voice greeted the Emperor from behind. The three royals turned to find Duke Gwong Vwaiser, the Grand Chamberlain of Kannex. "Your humble servant advises you to retire from your archery to avoid this snow." A thin layer of snow was already piling up on the Imperial Palace grounds.

"Your concern is noted, Duke Vwaiser. Dismissed."

The Chamberlain bowed deeply to the waist, but did not leave. "Byei-xya..."

The Emperor looked at Vwaiser. "Rise. Is there something you wish to tell me?"

Gwong Vwaiser bowed again. "Hae, huang-tei byei-xya. HumanSanity, Mutanatia, Bob, Takaram, Agenopolis, and Boltor have confirmed the attendance of their representatives for the Unification Day Parade. We are stay awaiting a reply from the Malecia State Department. Meanwhile, delegates from HumanSanity, Mutanatia, and Bob have already arrived in the city."

The Emperor seemed mildly surprised. "In this weather?" he asked. Of course, he was not referring the thin layer of snow in the Imperial Palace. Thanks to the imperial servants, there was never more than 3 or 4 inches of snow in the Palace grounds. However, as the Emperor was informed of the weather and other news every morning, he knew that there was heavy snow outside the walls of the Palace, and that the city of Hwaiteu was effectively paralyzed.

Duke Vwaiser nodded. "We have received confirmation from the Hwaiteu International Airport that the delegates have arrived, but we have not been able to send the Imperial Armed Police to greet and escort them. Heaven knows how long they'll be trapped in the airport by the snow."

Mantado smiled. "No, I haven't," He said. "I'm always interested in trying new foods. Lead the way."

William said, I would have to agree with you, It would appear to be more severe then bobeans snowstorms. Could please check the schedule there must been a mixup at I do not have one in my packet. I don't want to miss a minute of the festival, If alumni relations taught me anything, it's if you go the extra mile People usually appreciate it and it will give me a chance to practice my Kannexian. I do believe I may have noticed another one of the delegates , i may have to go introduce myself what do you think of the idea Jessica ?

((Globexanter... I hope you don't find it too troublesome that we're using RP Time.))

Jessica glanced at where William was gesturing to. There was a table with two men sitting across from each other, as if discussing something important. One had a faint tint of green in his skin, like those mantises he had heard about. The other man seemed to be a Kannexian, but judging from his attitude and body build, it was safe to assume that the Kannexian-looking person was a foreigner.

"I suppose it would be helpful to meet others that are stuck in the similar situation as us," Jessica agreed.

((William Kan's a bit Asiatic, correct?))

Jessica Agagisan stood up and followed William Kan to meet the two foreign gentlemen. She nodded slightly with her head at the two gentlemen when William introduced her. "I'm Jessica. Nice to meet you. We're the delegation from the Federation of Bob, to the Kannexian Unification Day Parade. It seems it was a bad idea to arrive here a few days early."

Aaron stared, dropping his jaw like an idiot. The woman who called herself Jessica looked amazing, with a brown dress and red lip gloss. Her long, silky black hair did not covering her bright brown eyes nor her radiant smile.

Aaron burst out of his chair, recovering from his initial shock and trying to put on his most dazzling smile. "Hi, I'm Aaron Zomzalkon. We're the Mutanatian delegation. This is Mantado. I'm his..." He trailed off, trying to find a better word for sidekick. He smiled and finally said, "I'm his colleague."

(OOC: What happened to Kannex? O.o)

((OOC: Mutanatia, please continue. I'm alright.))

Taking advantage of a temporary gap in the weather, the plane which was bearing the Princes of Takaram managed to touch down at the Hwaiteu International Airport. Though the head of their security detail was reluctant to allow them to remain in the airport for an indefinite amount of time, the princes had grown weary of sitting on the plane for so many hours and relished the chance to meet a few Kannexian citizens and maybe a few of the other dignitaries coming to the parade before being thrown back into regal formalities again.

(OOC: JUst a little hint: Can you edit where you're speaking to me to include quotes. I am a little confused >.>)

Alexander sighed resignedly at the screaming crowed as the Takaram Guardsmen all strained to hold back the tide of fangirls. He'd never been one for this type of adoration, it was more Andrew's thing. He was busily looking around for a way to get themselves out of the situation when Andrew tapped him slightly on the arm and made a subtle gesture in the direction of a Kannexian man approaching. He moved swiftly towards them, avoiding the crowd of fangirls as much as possible. Alexander was about to alert one of the guardsmen when he noted the quality of the mans clothes and the subtle yet submissive gestures and expression of the other man accompanying him.
Alexander decided by these two factors that he was either a government official come to receive them or a member of the Kannexian Imperial Family also in the airport. Deciding that he was not a threat, he indicated to the Takaram Guard that the man should be let through as the two princes finally managed to make their way past the crowd of fangirls and tried to seek some place where they could relax for a bit while they managed to find a way out of the airport.