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--Strangereal--
--غريبحقيقة--

OOC: What Language Does GSP Speak?

Amira Sighed As The Troyskovan Plane Took Off.
"Say, Qatim, Do You Think Saint-Paul Will Be Any Better Than NSL Or Troyskova?"
"I Hope They Have Good Food, Atleast." The Cat Replied.
"Come On, You Can't Just Judge A Country On Their Food!"
Qatim Looked Over. "Yes I Can."
Amira Sighed Again.
The Two Sat In Silence For Around An Hour. Noth Really Interesting Happened, And Amira Fell Asleep, Tired From Troyskova.

She Woke Up As The Plane Was Landing, And Straightened Her Crown.
Qatim Looked Over.
"Wow, Finally Awake? I Thought You Died."
"Good To Know You Were Really Concerned" Amira Said, In A Sarcastic Tone.
She Yawned.

Not Too Long Later, The Plane Was On The Ground, And The Two Were Making Their Way Off The Plane.
"Lets See What Greeting Party We Have This Time!" She Said, As She Disembarked.
Qatim, Perched On Her Shoulder, Said "Hope They Speak Arabic."

The Man Smiled, And Went On His Way To The Building.

He Looked Around, Seemly Admiring More Scenery, And Making Mental Note Of Things He Passed By.

As He Was Walking There, His Radio Buzzed Again. He Lifted It To His Ear.
"Semly, Just Landed. The Sched Says The Next Plane Has Amira In It. What Should We Do?"
"Kaenugh, You Know What To Do. We Get A Base Working And Wait For Amira. We Can't Confront Her."
"But, Wouldn't It Be So Much Easier If We Ju-"
"Plus, Look Around. There Is Bound To Be Security And A Greeting Party For Her There. Do You Really Want To Under Watch?"
Semly Heard An Audible Sigh As The Radio Cut Off Again, And He Put It Back Down As He Entered The Building, And He Walked To The Nearest Employee.

"Hello, Sir. I Was Instructed That I Can Pick Up A Map Here. May I Have One?"

OOC: Main language is Portuguese, though many people also speak Yakuvonak and a reasonable amount can speak some level of English.

Georg’s radio buzzed
-Scoper One this is Frontline. Desert Eagle has landed, repeat Desert Eagle has landed. Inform Golden Tower over
-Copy that Frontline, Escort Eagle to the House, Golden Tower is being informed over
Olev changed the frequency of his radio and spoke into it
-Golden Tower this is Scoper One over
-Talk to me Scoper over
-The Eagle has landed, it’s being escorted in the Frontline over
-Copy that, relaying it to the Penguin over
-Copy, over and out
He turned his radio off. The Imperial Guard was now informing the Emperor that the Princess had landed.

A detachment of about 30 men were stationed at the airport accompanied by the best Arabic translators in the country, and were escorting her to the palace.

Georg and his unit were responsible for ensuring the safety of the trajectory the Princess will take. The police was now clearing the Paulista Avenue, where Georg was stationed. He was in the last floor of a 20 story building with 3 other men, 2 armed with Sniper Rifles and the other with the standard IA2, the same kit Olev was sporting.

Another 14 units were stationed across the path from the Airport to the Palace. Callsign Frontline was probably updating them now. After the Princess, (callsign Desert Eagle) reaches the Palace (callsign House), all units will be tasked with guarding the palace. Olev will then go to the palace and attend to the party due to him being the most prominent war hero of the time.

Meanwhile
The worker in the stand saw the man enter the stand.

-Oh, uh yes, of course. You are in a tourist station after all!- He chuckled to the stranger- we have maps on the counter over there- He pointed at the employee counter on the wall behind him- Any other info you need on the city, such as attractions, historical points or good places to eat, you can get help from myself and the employees in that counter. But I don’t suggest you try to do much right now. The princess of Blob Regulators is coming and her route to the palace will close most of the historical streets and buildings

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Region: The North Pacific