Union Envoy Mission to Wiese
Duchy of Thuringia, Erfurt
Celerity borne not from its engine, body, or tires permitted a dark blue sedan to drift beyond the limits of dull automotive competency. Sporting an expensive Serbovian body, superior engine work from Wiese, and winter-weather tires crafted in Životinje - the glories of an alpine wonderland in Sangemuntenia could be viewed from a cheetah like pace while traversing each small road leading in to Wiese.
At the wheel of this death trap was Bojnik Konavle, the Union 'Herald of 2009' equivalent to a Minister of Foreign Affairs or Secretary of State in most nations. Slipping in between his own security detail like a criminal on the run, Konavle was taking full advantage of non-existent speed limits in the remote hills and mountains of Sangemuntenia.
Not more then a mile or less from the border, Konavle's security convoy organizer was berating the Herald with phone calls - until the speed junkie finally clicked in his hands-free ear piece - "Yes?.." mighty gusts of wind interrupted what would have been a crystal clear communications system.
"Sir Herald, we're about to hit the border. May we suggest that we apply a retardant to our pace?" the Security Expert queried, with the tone of a sheltered man without any true life other then this one, babysitting politicians.
"Retard our pace, huh? Yes, yes I suppose we cannot just blast across the border like a Serbovian immigrant, can we?" Konavle stated, following with a laugh barely heard over the wind. At this reduced speed, only a few hours passed before he and his detail arrived at their intended location. Most of this time was spent verifying identification and special permissions granted by their due west geographic neighbors, who valued their national security as high as any other respectable country.
Dressed in a Zaktrupa Officers Uniform, Bojnik wished to showcase both Union discipline in basic morals, and blatant disregard for respect on the principles of genetics. As previously harped by previous Heralds, respect unto Wiese was not built on the foundations of assumed power; rather its history of consistent neutrality, and fairness towards the Union in all eras of its existence.
Konavle removed his black rimmed cap, while entering a warm looking lobby, relieved physically to finally dock himself indoors after a lengthy drive from Plavi-Divovia where the Herald was delivering speeches at Private Education Institutions on a tour entitled: "Blue, a Universal Color?". Before long, Bojnik sighted his hosts, approaching them eagerly with an outstretched hand.
Duchy of Thuringia, Erfurt
Celerity borne not from its engine, body, or tires permitted a dark blue sedan to drift beyond the limits of dull automotive competency. Sporting an expensive Serbovian body, superior engine work from Wiese, and winter-weather tires crafted in Životinje - the glories of an alpine wonderland in Sangemuntenia could be viewed from a cheetah like pace while traversing each small road leading in to Wiese.
At the wheel of this death trap was Bojnik Konavle, the Union 'Herald of 2009' equivalent to a Minister of Foreign Affairs or Secretary of State in most nations. Slipping in between his own security detail like a criminal on the run, Konavle was taking full advantage of non-existent speed limits in the remote hills and mountains of Sangemuntenia.
Not more then a mile or less from the border, Konavle's security convoy organizer was berating the Herald with phone calls - until the speed junkie finally clicked in his hands-free ear piece - "Yes?.." mighty gusts of wind interrupted what would have been a crystal clear communications system.
"Sir Herald, we're about to hit the border. May we suggest that we apply a retardant to our pace?" the Security Expert queried, with the tone of a sheltered man without any true life other then this one, babysitting politicians.
"Retard our pace, huh? Yes, yes I suppose we cannot just blast across the border like a Serbovian immigrant, can we?" Konavle stated, following with a laugh barely heard over the wind. At this reduced speed, only a few hours passed before he and his detail arrived at their intended location. Most of this time was spent verifying identification and special permissions granted by their due west geographic neighbors, who valued their national security as high as any other respectable country.
Dressed in a Zaktrupa Officers Uniform, Bojnik wished to showcase both Union discipline in basic morals, and blatant disregard for respect on the principles of genetics. As previously harped by previous Heralds, respect unto Wiese was not built on the foundations of assumed power; rather its history of consistent neutrality, and fairness towards the Union in all eras of its existence.
Konavle removed his black rimmed cap, while entering a warm looking lobby, relieved physically to finally dock himself indoors after a lengthy drive from Plavi-Divovia where the Herald was delivering speeches at Private Education Institutions on a tour entitled: "Blue, a Universal Color?". Before long, Bojnik sighted his hosts, approaching them eagerly with an outstretched hand.