Jinmen, Ascalon
Monday, December, 26th 2022
Chengzhong District
The conference hall was still covered with splendid Christmas decorations. Courantist Christmas was something Vera had only seen in movies, but the reality was ten times better than anything television had ever shown her. The shops of Jinmen were decorated to the nines with fur, trees and other Christmasy flora strung across with glittering lights and shimmering ornaments glittering under the island's hot sun. It wasn't too different from back home in Rayvostoka, just a bit more about buying than giving, with any and all reference to religion seemingly replaced by branded icons. But she certainly couldn't deny the appeal.
But what made her the giddiest was the real reason she was there, other than to take in the beautiful sights of the colonial city.
The Goyaneans had finally agreed to meet. After a month or so of diplomatic backchanneling, she was finally able to get them to sit down with her. So they invited her to meet all the way in tiny Ascalon, a halfway point between Goyanes and Rayvostoka. It was huge, if she was able to get the Goyaneans on side, Rayvostoka would be fastracked on the path to global recognition and redemption. A signal to the rest of the world that Rayvostoka was not only trusted, but trusted by if not the, but one of the most powerful states in all of Eras. The "Ultimate Victory" as the General Secretary had put it to her when she was directing her on how to handle them.
The conference hall did not lack the decorative charm the rest of the city did, with the windows and doors all being nicely decorated with bowed wreaths and electric candles with red velvet bows decorating the walls of the building's exterior. The interior was on the same level, with a massive Christmas tree dominating the center of the building's lobby. Decorated with all sorts of lights and sparkly ornaments.
Her assistant Igor Zaytsev, trailed behind her, lugging all her documents in a large briefcase. Slowly beginning to pant, began to slow down.
"Can we slow down, Comrade Fedorova? I'm exhausted from carrying around this damned case." He set it down on the ground, and stood up straight brushing himself off.
"No Igor, the Goyaneans are extremely particular with their punctuality, so we will be too." She said turning to look at Igor.
"Ughhhh" He moaned, weakly trying to lift the briefcase. Vera stifled some small laughter, shaking her head as he tried to lift the case.
"You're a baby." She said pushing him aside, and picking up the hefty case. "He wasn't lying though, this thing is heavy as hell."
Clearly impacted by the weight Vera straightened herself and quickly picked up her pace, speedily walking to the elevator and pressing the button to go up.
Talking over her shoulder to Igor she remarked. "Wait for me down. here until the meeting is over, after this I'm taking us on a tropical Christmas adventure."
Igor gave a quick laugh. "Good Luck Vera. I can't wait."
Monday, December, 26th 2022
Chengzhong District
The conference hall was still covered with splendid Christmas decorations. Courantist Christmas was something Vera had only seen in movies, but the reality was ten times better than anything television had ever shown her. The shops of Jinmen were decorated to the nines with fur, trees and other Christmasy flora strung across with glittering lights and shimmering ornaments glittering under the island's hot sun. It wasn't too different from back home in Rayvostoka, just a bit more about buying than giving, with any and all reference to religion seemingly replaced by branded icons. But she certainly couldn't deny the appeal.
But what made her the giddiest was the real reason she was there, other than to take in the beautiful sights of the colonial city.
The Goyaneans had finally agreed to meet. After a month or so of diplomatic backchanneling, she was finally able to get them to sit down with her. So they invited her to meet all the way in tiny Ascalon, a halfway point between Goyanes and Rayvostoka. It was huge, if she was able to get the Goyaneans on side, Rayvostoka would be fastracked on the path to global recognition and redemption. A signal to the rest of the world that Rayvostoka was not only trusted, but trusted by if not the, but one of the most powerful states in all of Eras. The "Ultimate Victory" as the General Secretary had put it to her when she was directing her on how to handle them.
The conference hall did not lack the decorative charm the rest of the city did, with the windows and doors all being nicely decorated with bowed wreaths and electric candles with red velvet bows decorating the walls of the building's exterior. The interior was on the same level, with a massive Christmas tree dominating the center of the building's lobby. Decorated with all sorts of lights and sparkly ornaments.
Her assistant Igor Zaytsev, trailed behind her, lugging all her documents in a large briefcase. Slowly beginning to pant, began to slow down.
"Can we slow down, Comrade Fedorova? I'm exhausted from carrying around this damned case." He set it down on the ground, and stood up straight brushing himself off.
"No Igor, the Goyaneans are extremely particular with their punctuality, so we will be too." She said turning to look at Igor.
"Ughhhh" He moaned, weakly trying to lift the briefcase. Vera stifled some small laughter, shaking her head as he tried to lift the case.
"You're a baby." She said pushing him aside, and picking up the hefty case. "He wasn't lying though, this thing is heavy as hell."
Clearly impacted by the weight Vera straightened herself and quickly picked up her pace, speedily walking to the elevator and pressing the button to go up.
Talking over her shoulder to Igor she remarked. "Wait for me down. here until the meeting is over, after this I'm taking us on a tropical Christmas adventure."
Igor gave a quick laugh. "Good Luck Vera. I can't wait."