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Hard Knocks: Ambrosia & Justosia

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18 Josepinia Way, the Westernesse States of Ambrosia Department of State
Saint Theosburg, Ambrosia

Built in the 1970s, as most WSA government buildings, the Department of State Center wreaked of a war between must and aggressive cleaning products that burned one's nostrils and yellowing eyes. Their plan, the DoS, had been to put pressure on the Socialist People's Republic of Serenierre and effect change in a black hole of market capable of so much more. Serenierre is not just a riddle, it is an enigma, something supernatural in its ability to stifle direct or clandestine infiltration.

In a few hours a timetable based series of sanctions legislation would go in effect, targeting the mining, fishing and agriculture industries of Serenierre. Ambrosia but was one tooth, and if none other bit it was all for nothing. Actually the tooth would break off, rot, and certainly embarrass Ambrosia for nipping an elusive target. An elderly man, Secretary of State Dean Doyle valued his precious teeth: biting into that angry thick meat from Gallo-Germania was like to continue the last week's headaches he smothered with aspirin and gin.

"Mister Doyle," Autumn Carroway chirped from behind a crimson lipsticked smile, "to get to Justosia you must travel back through time. Would you have it up or down?" she inquired with a bottle of sleeping pills in one hand, and a glass of spiked coffee in the other.

"Knock me down, Mrs. Carroway." Secretary Doyle ordered, grabbing from her hands both the pills and coffee. Dean downed three pills and took merely a sip of the brew, knowing he had about an hour to ride and shuffle to a plane ride of some eight or more hours to Avalon.

Justosia had developed an impossible reputation, there was no way around that, and Dean planned to confront that the moment he awoke and touched down in the far flung Implarian nation.

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A red carpet had been rolled out. The Imperial Honour Guard was ready to play both national anthems. It didn't look it, but the welcome party had been hastily thrown together. After recent betrayals by the ODS & Sylvania, what could the islands truly expect? A real partner finally? A government that actually respects & understands southern pragmatism? The transformational infrastructure Renaissance? The default expectation was nothing now.

Avalon no longer had any reason to trust Europe, save for 2 nations. The grubmings in the halls of the Foreign Ministry had become something along the lines of "I hope they all kill each other up there." It was up to Europe to prove them wrong.

Foreign Minister Montez awaited the touchdown of the Ambrosian delegation. It was a beautiful, warm night with a light western wind. His navy blue suit crisp. Justosian flag pin polished. Nothing to do now but wait.
 

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Secretary Doyle took a labored hop from the aeroplane's ladder across the red carpet and on to the tarmac. Following that line laid out for him for a time, Dean then deviated some meters away from Foreign Minister Montez, offering his bright white hand upon the empty tarmac with a wide country smile.
 

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As the final stanza of a national anthem tooted to a halt Secretary Doyle’s smile lessened to a straight stare. He was not going to walk on that red carpet and was willing to toss the meeting on this single issue without a handshake and minimal words exchanged.

“Justosia needs to learn to walk down from its thrones and carpets to meet the world on common ground.” Secretary Doyle suggested in the tone of friendly advice rather than an order or bark.
 

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Foreign Minister Montez continued waiting, & smiling politely. Now the cameras were rolling.

Either Secretary Doyle came here to do serious business, or he was here out of some sort of delusional northern arrogance, the very kind that kept vindicating recent Justosian stratagems. He outstretched his hand from his position, smiling. The imagery was perfect. So too would it be on TAD once he called his connections there to run this POV should Doyle keep being rude.

"Come now Secretary. There's no need for this bizarre grandstanding of yours. Justosia trusted you came here to do serious business. Don't prove the far right.....right."
 

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“Montez, we are serious in advising that Justosia starts coming back down to Earth,” Doyle said, squinting towards the foreign media before letting out a wave to the cameras, “I have been to Europe’s finest palaces, shook hands with monarchs wearing gloves, but I’ve found my most enlightening trip was when I had the opportunity to wash the feet of pilgrims beside the Pope.”

Secretary Doyle pursed his lips to hold in a smile,”I’m not asking you to wash feet with me, Foreign Minister, I am asking you to walk over here and shake my hand.”
 

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Montez made sure to stay within the red satin carpet & on his half of the tarmac while slowly walking up to Doyle. He had to maintain the perfect balance. He outstretched his right hand again.

"This is Europe, not the whole world Secretary. We need to worry about our continent. My Crowned Sovereign is too. Now, I do hope you're ready to talk about the forwarding of peace, stability, and security on the continent."
 

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Secretary Doyle shook his head with a grimace and walked away back to the plane. Inside he would wait for some time for refueling he suspected with the door open, but most assuredly he would to seek leave the Justosian Empire for the last time in its present state.
 

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Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into an hour before Secretary Doyle's plane drifted back into the sky. Dean transcribed his experience as follows to the media before drifting into his own ocean of sleep: "I came, I saw, I called the Marines!"
 
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