Fremetian Wood
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Fremetian Wood
Fremet—Yosai Summit
Trondheim, Tronderlag Province, Republic of Fremet
It was still bitterly cold in Trondheim. The ice had yet to fully clear from Trondheimfjord and patches of snow still covered the ground of the Fremetian capital. Whoopi loved it. She— like many Fremetians— thrived in the cold. Some signs of spring were coming around. The days were getting longer. The birds had returned to the trees of the capital. With one last look out towards one of the many parks dotting the city, her car entered one of the countless tunnels that crisscrossed beneath the city carrying trains, cars, and people of all kinds. As her car whisked her away towards the airport on the far western reaches of the city, her mind moved to fixate on Yosai.
Fremet had always had limited contact with its continental counterparts and as a result was left with a society and culture that always seemed to be a little left field to many in Europe. Whoopi adored the imagery and cultural notes that had been coming back from Yosai— a welcome change to the monotony of many of the memberstates of the EU.
As she gathered herself to meet the delegation from Yosai, the sun made a grand appearance over the tarmac providing some respite from the cold. A warm welcome Whoopi thought to herself.
She stood ready to greet the delegation in classic Fremetian fashion: a simple bouquet in her hand with flowers from her own greenhouse, her standard robes (with her own sword safely in its concealed sheath), two swordsman from the Høyrådsvakt standing at attention, and a steady smile on her face.
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General Secretary Junichi Watanabe touched down at Trondheim International Airport. He was wearing a conventional navy blue business suit as well as a matching 3 piece overcoat and gloves. The weather was cold, but not cut to the bone cold, but still rather brisk. He was accompanied by Secretary of State Yuichi Matsuda wearing similar attire. Both of which made their way to the tarmac. They both saw the welcoming delegation and Whoopi Gaarder and waved politely. They both made their way to her direction until face to face with the Frenetian Republic's leader.
Both men politely bowed in usual polite Yosainese fashion. "It's nice to see you Madame Gaarder. I have to say this is my first time in this country. "
