Office of the President of the United Republic
London, 9:19 a.m.
President Johnson paced around the Presidential Palace, waiting for the invited to arrive. It was very much a mission to hopefully get to a consensus about the current state of the Western Sahara. She sent out the invitations, and she at least pondered the idea that maybe this would keep going, that the so-called 'London Conference' by the United Republic's media would hopefully bring a peaceful agreement. She had seen the Internal Affairs and Defence commissioner's rhetoric, as well as some dangerous rhetoric from other nations, and decided that it was best to not invite those.
Inviting them would not get the already defence-minded Inquistans to the table.
'Madam President, the dignitaries are arriving. Which airport shall we ask that they land in?' asked Malia al-Fakir, the Marrakechian and Arabic specialist in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
'Please request that they land at London Stansted Airport. Heathrow's traffic would be impossible to deal with for all of the dignitaries. Luton is too far away, Southend is too small, City would not be appropriate...too far away from here. Gatwick...well, it's currently under expansion as well.'
President Johnson decided it would be best to finally sit down, deciding that she would be better suited to reading Jane Austen until the parties arrived.
15 April 2013
Prime Minister Karen Inoue and her detache of the first Secretary of State, Renata Kligenberg, Duchess of Kent, and the Transport Secretary. Ms. Inoue and the Duchess both were very eager to begin their European outreach. They would all join together for the GTA summit before travelling in different directions, hopefully with Renata going back to her ethnic home of Inquista and going off in various directions while the Prime Minister and various ministers would travel to the larger destinations.
"Renata," Karen said, looking out of her window.
"Yes, Prime Minister?"
"What do we know about the Confederacy?"
"Not much; the State Department's prep for me was ghastly and likewise for you, I'm sure. All I really know is that the capital is Boomfield, Alexander Bass is from here, and that it's a state ruled by an ECL-participating party. That is all I have to go off of. We'll be winging it, I'm sure."
The Prime Minister looked at the ground between the clouds. She was impressed certainly.
"It's very well developed. I do know that it's one of the richest nations in the entire Union, I think at the very top the last time I read. Aside from that, nothing. The Confederate people will surely know a great deal more about the United Kingdom as a country than we do about them, which is embarrassing."
The plane began its initial approach to the large urban capital.