Internationell Centrum för Fred (International Centre for Peace)
Nystrå, Nystrå Provins
Skånskige Statsunionen
Executive Chancellor Clark-Mallström was running purely on adrenline and caffeine at this point. She had just ended her work with the Nordic Council and the quick trip to Belmont. All just to come home to have to host the AGE Summit. This was definitely going to be an important summit. The changing landscape of the world made that it was time to kick the integration and cooperation process into high gear or lose influence to the upstarts in EDF. Clark-Mallström snorted, there was no way a bunch of useless German states would upstart the victors of the Great War in prestige and power.
She inspected the arrivals area and noticed that one of the flags looked a bit older and worn. She barked at the young soldier who was raising the flag to get a new one. Everything seemed to be in order.
She took her spot on the red carpet and looked at her watch. Only a few more minutes before Pers Andersson would arrive. He was the front-runner to date to be the new SecGen.
His car arrived and Clark-Mallström greeted her old boss. He was still looking great with his short cut blond hair and ocean blue eyes that matched perfectly his tie. He greeted her and walked inside the structure of crystal.
The International Centre for Peace was built as a monument to the lasting peace at the end of the Great War. The structure was made completely of glass and only as much steel as necessary to showcase the new 'world that is the glass house'.
Clark-Mallström thought it would be fitting to have the largest democratic alliance in the World meet in a structure dedicated to the pursuit of peace and cooperation amongst states and peoples.
Her watched beeped at her again, the helicopters bringing the HoSGs had entered the airspace of Nystrå.
Nystrå, Nystrå Provins
Skånskige Statsunionen
Executive Chancellor Clark-Mallström was running purely on adrenline and caffeine at this point. She had just ended her work with the Nordic Council and the quick trip to Belmont. All just to come home to have to host the AGE Summit. This was definitely going to be an important summit. The changing landscape of the world made that it was time to kick the integration and cooperation process into high gear or lose influence to the upstarts in EDF. Clark-Mallström snorted, there was no way a bunch of useless German states would upstart the victors of the Great War in prestige and power.
She inspected the arrivals area and noticed that one of the flags looked a bit older and worn. She barked at the young soldier who was raising the flag to get a new one. Everything seemed to be in order.
She took her spot on the red carpet and looked at her watch. Only a few more minutes before Pers Andersson would arrive. He was the front-runner to date to be the new SecGen.
His car arrived and Clark-Mallström greeted her old boss. He was still looking great with his short cut blond hair and ocean blue eyes that matched perfectly his tie. He greeted her and walked inside the structure of crystal.
The International Centre for Peace was built as a monument to the lasting peace at the end of the Great War. The structure was made completely of glass and only as much steel as necessary to showcase the new 'world that is the glass house'.
Clark-Mallström thought it would be fitting to have the largest democratic alliance in the World meet in a structure dedicated to the pursuit of peace and cooperation amongst states and peoples.
Her watched beeped at her again, the helicopters bringing the HoSGs had entered the airspace of Nystrå.