The East PacificBoard

Flers-Douai wrote:

“Correct, also implying that this alliance doesn’t instigate conflict.”

"I'm sure it wont be, what are we to do until 5?"

Krozland wrote:

"I'm sure it wont be, what are we to do until 5?"

“Basically, anything that is in or around the hotel. It’s essentially a free period. I’d suggest the pool, spa, or the parks. There’s also a bar and Turkish Bath.”

Flers-Douai wrote:

“Basically, anything that is in or around the hotel. It’s essentially a free period. I’d suggest the pool, spa, or the parks. There’s also a bar and Turkish Bath.”

"Well, i know where i'm going to first." Onez says with a smile on his face "I'll be going to my room first to get some things from my bags"

Flers-Douai wrote:

“Basically, anything that is in or around the hotel. It’s essentially a free period. I’d suggest the pool, spa, or the parks. There’s also a bar and Turkish Bath.”

As the representatives of Flers, Krozland, and marlands continued discussing and talking about the plans before 5, the minister and Vice president would continue eating their breakfast. They would stop when they heard they had a whole day's worth of free time. They both looked at each other thinking about their decisions. "You know, a spa isnt going to be bad." The vice president commented as he looked at the minister and the guards. "What do you think? if we just dont talk about it...nobody is going to know!" The vice president chuckled as he rallied his entourage.

Flers-Douai wrote:

”Do you need an escort? Baile can wait outside your door.”

"Yes, you can never be too careful."

Flers-Douai wrote:

Baile, who has been standing quietly in the corner, next to a bowl of apples, walks towards the table and escorts Onez out.

Onez makes his way to the elevator alongside Baile and keeps his hand the pocket with his room key in it. He pesses he up button and waits.

Krozland wrote:

Onez makes his way to the elevator alongside Baile and keeps his hand the pocket with his room key in it. He pesses he up button and waits.

The elevator ride would be a silent one. After some fifteen seconds of silence, the ding interrupted the quiet. The door opened; Baile would walk to the room and ask for Onez’s key.

Flers-Douai wrote:

The elevator ride would be a silent one. After some fifteen seconds of silence, the ding interrupted the quiet. The door opened; Baile would walk to the room and ask for Onez’s key.

He'd take the key out and give it to Baile

Flers-Douai wrote:

Taking the keys, Baile opened the door, allowing Onez to step inside.

Noticing the others leaving to tend to their business, Corrie took it upon herself to go to her room and get a little bit of work done before she headed over to the spa. She would feel a little less guilty about using her company time at the spa if she did some crucial documenting first. She planned to only be in her room for an hour or so before heading over.

ooc: what kinda spa we looking at? Like a normal day spa or a mineral spa, or is it more like a bath house or a sauna type thing? What are the rules to this spa, or will I find out when character goes there?

Once in his room, he closed the door and sprawled himself on his bed, letting out a large sigh afterwards. He closes his eyes and begins to let his mind drift.

"What if another war is around the corner?"
"Have we damaged our relations with Araseos already? Kampfs already watching us like hawks"
Thoughts come in and out his head one by one, and he opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling

Onez looks to his compter bag to the left and after 3 seconds, he rolls oveer to the bag and unzips it. He tkaes out the silver labtop in the bag and opens his email. He opens a new draft and starts typing on his keyboard.

 To whoever this may concern,

I don't have too much evidence to support myself here, but i don't trust EATU, the way Kampf lurks over the rest of the Limmerick nations raises suspicion. I don't kow if the others have this suspicion as well, but i fear what could come out of this next. Would Kampf convince other influential nations to come after us? Will this agreement sparn another war? Finbarr says that if we keep oursleves out of troube there will be no fight to worry about, but I don't believe that the rest of Araseos will keep quiet about this. 

However, I can be wrong and i;m being paranoid again, but I advise the Defense Minister devise a Plan B just in case things go sour again. I also suggest getting the word to congress as well in order to get my thoughts across while i'm here. Redeveoping the army is one our most important acts nowadays, and i refuse to watch Krozland be caught off guard again.

He stops typing and sends the message to the defense ministeras well as Dentrez himself.

Flers-Douai

ooc-do whatever freetime things you want without me rn,, am tired

Flers-Douai wrote:

OOC: it’s like a hot tub you’d find at any regular hotel, except it’s twice as large. You’ll find out the rules there.

Corrie is in the middle of filling out her 20th transactional document for the embassy when she looks over to her open suitcase; it has been rummaged through with clothes haphazardly splotted across the floor. I should keep my things a bit more organized, she thinks to herself. I didn't think I would actually use the swimsuit I brought, but I suppose that's why I packed it... Just in case I really needed it...
Corrie looks at the clock and notices that only 40 minutes has passed. She was hoping to work for an hour, but her mind started to wander. After filling out so many documents in one sitting, it starts to become quite tedious.

"I think I'll leave now," whispered Corrie, so quietly she almost didn't even hear herself. She gathered her things. She proceeded to stuff the items, as well as her swimsuit, in a smaller bag. She would have to ask the receptionist where the spa was before she left. She opened the door and stepped out into the hallway and stopped, quickly turned around, and grabbed her key. Did she almost forget her room key?

I'm never like this, what is going on through my head? thought Corrie, perplexed by her behavior. Perhaps work was getting to deeply infested in her mind. She headed downstairs to the lobby.

The Marlands wrote:

Corrie is in the middle of filling out her 20th transactional document for the embassy when she looks over to her open suitcase; it has been rummaged through with clothes haphazardly splotted across the floor. I should keep my things a bit more organized, she thinks to herself. I didn't think I would actually use the swimsuit I brought, but I suppose that's why I packed it... Just in case I really needed it...
Corrie looks at the clock and notices that only 40 minutes has passed. She was hoping to work for an hour, but her mind started to wander. After filling out so many documents in one sitting, it starts to become quite tedious.

"I think I'll leave now," whispered Corrie, so quietly she almost didn't even hear herself. She gathered her things. She proceeded to stuff the items, as well as her swimsuit, in a smaller bag. She would have to ask the receptionist where the spa was before she left. She opened the door and stepped out into the hallway and stopped, quickly turned around, and grabbed her key. Did she almost forget her room key?

I'm never like this, what is going on through my head? thought Corrie, perplexed by her behavior. Perhaps work was getting to deeply infested in her mind. She headed downstairs to the lobby.

Where should we go with this?