It'd been a quickened morning when Nibbi got the message on her datapad after waking up. The tour to Nataria was a fluffy aside with Johnathan but this message sent her a swift reminder of why she was here. Fortunately, she'd taken an early night instead of taking time to indulge and woke up with clear eyes and a balanced Lorath breakfast. "To the motorcade." Her bodyguard stated, looking at the message and sipping a cup of tea, "We can't keep the Premiers waiting."
"Of course not. After the treaty I'm surprised they haven't tossed us out with the Nepleslians," Nibbi said, looking at the morning headlines as she stood up and started heading towards her car, exiting the bunker with her bodyguard and her aide by her side. "They've called us specifically to talk further, so we will."
She knew that there were possible points of contention on that treaty, perhaps the articles concerning Nekovalkyrja. She thought they were written by the Nepleslian constituents since they had more experience with the gynoids - or people. It was going to be a tricky political quagmire to negotiate if that was the case. "What the Nepleslians have a grip on, we'll let them speak their minds, and we'll speak ours on our issues. Our goal here is peace - we were too confrontational yesterday."
She looked down to her aide, Snider, and waggled a finger at him. "This means you." She didn't forget his burst of uncouth behaviour towards the Premier.
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The single limousine motorcade for the Lorath was on the coattails of the Nepleslian motorcade that morning. "We'll be in the side room, right of centre." Nibbi reiterated as she prepared her security passes. The chauffeur opened the door for her, and she was the first to exit, then her aide, then her bodyguard. A 'v' formation of them formed with Snider at Nibbi's right and her towering bodyguard to her left and the limousine driving away behind her.
The Conference Hub was still a bustling hive as always with delegates, organisers, vendors and security moving around and watching them. It was them and the Nepleslians that'd put the treaty down on the table and its benefactors from hearsay, but nothing was set in stone just yet. The rumours alone were still topical points though. When she approached the meeting room, she flashed her credentials by security. "Wait here," Nibbi ordered her bodyguard as she and Snider entered.
The two of them approached the Nepleslian contingent, and the triangle of Yamatai, Nepleslia and Lor was now complete. "Good morning, Premier Yuumi, Premier Coast, Senator Izgimmer," Nibbi greeted them all, smiling between and standing upright and confident that the day would go smoothly since their goals were mutual, "I trust we're all well this morning?"