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[laguna-loirerp.livejournal.com]

Who: Laguna, Open
What: Prepering for diplomatic meeting
Where: Presidental palace, Esthar.
When: Mid-day
Rating: none so far

Laguna was excited. He was running around frantic as the tailors desperately tried to fit the Estharian presidential uniform while the greying man was remembering new things that needed to be done, and apparently best done himself. One of the sew maidens was nearly crying out of frustration of the endless energy of the man who was apparently supposed to be both an Adult, and a President.
A Diplomatic relation. 18 years ago this would never had happened. Esthar had always been secretive, keeping their advanced technology for themselves, ignoring the affairs of lesser countries.



Ofcourse, ever since Laguna was put on the top, those rules had changed. There was at least some sort of trade going on, but still they where isolated by the rest. This was the first time a ruler from one of the other countries was going to speak for the joint best of the two countries. Disney palace and Eshtar. The King Mickey himself. Not that Laguna knew allot about him thought, news sorta always eluded him completely, and he could not stand still long enought to be told much. Most of his time he spent running away from his bodyguards, and reading. Exciting things never happened nowadays, so the 42 years old President was ecstatic. Luckily he held his age very good. Except for the soft wrinkle by his eyes, and the greying hair, he was as handsome as ever.

He had ordered the best chefs to make a feast of dimensions, decorating the blue and greenish dining hall into a glowing room of wonder. After all, this was Esthar. The city of technology and wonder. Everything seemed like it was made of blue or green glass, everything breathtakingly clean and beautiful, the Eshtarian flag hanging high, moving softly in the wind.


Everything had to be perfect, and Laguna would make sure it did.


Even if it meant the sew-maid screaming in anger as he stepped on the hem of the uniform, and a tearing sound came.

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[king-of-heart.livejournal.com]

The King was about half Laguna's height, but he was no less imposing for it. The mouse hid a small smile behind his hand and a chuckle, before taking Laguna's and shaking it. "It is a pleasure to see your fine city for myself, President Laguna. Allow me to extend my thanks that your country has chosen mine for the first talks of an alliance, let alone lasting trade and contact. We of Disney Castle are pleased, and honored, by your hospitality." he was being quite formal, as he'd been King for quite some time.

The short King chuckled again, and headed off in the direction Laguna indicated, appearing quite interested with, well, everything that was going on around him.

[laguna-loirerp.livejournal.com]

Everything in the palace was.. well, for lack of better words, astonishing. Everything was almost see-through, and had a grace about it. The guards where disciplined even thought their president was not. "I am very happy to have you here, Majesty, our chefs have preferred the finest of Eshtarian cuisine, and I do hope you enjoy it!" He was feeling his leg beginning to cramp up bad, but over time, he had learned to ignore it, and just limp a bit instead."Although I do warn you about the 'miranio' Its quite so strong." He winked.

"I hope your trip was pleasant." he looked down on the mouse, steps bouncing a bit as he led him through the rooms of the castle, smiling wide. "I know the airspace around here can be a bit difficult at times. Our ships have very strong defensive systems in case of animal attacks. its interesting really, how much they have managed to evolve sinse the Lunar cry and.." He was rambleing, and as a servant gave him a look, he shut himself. "Im sorry. I keep going on without reason."

[king-of-heart.livejournal.com]

"Pleasant enough for what it was." he chuckled softly, playing the part of an amazed visitor, staring at the things that were astounding, and openly gaping at others. He listened intently to Laguna's words, and smiled wide at the warning, "I'll be certain to keep that in mind when I'm sampling it.." he idly wondered what 'miranio' was, but had long since learned not to ask what was in the foods he was eating..

He also filed away information about the defensive systems as Laguna spoke, commenting, "Well, I'm glad I wasn't blown out of the sky, then.." he laughed openly, heartily, "And it's fine, I haven't had someone to speak to on a personal level in quite some time. It's always bowing and scraping, guarded words and sugared insults." he shrugged softly, "I guess they're afraid I'll go all Queen of Hearts on people."

[laguna-loirerp.livejournal.com]

"Queen.. of hearts..?" He looked confused, blinking. "You must forgive me, here in Esthar we have been isolated quite a bit from the happenings of the outside world. I've only managed to get the Joined Staff to understand the benefits of friendship with other countries." He paused to take a deep breath, before continuing.
"Oh, we would not have shot you out of the sky. One, I told them you where coming, second, your ship is not a dragon." He laughed, showing him into a grand hall which smelled of delicious food. "I thought we could begin with dinner. I at least am allot more pleasant and easy to get along with if I'm full!" He beamed.

Laguna was pretty happy and easy going when hungry, how on earth would he be with a full belly?

"The green fruit is what I was talking about earlier." He whispered, the chef bowing to them giving Laguna a glare. Seemed the President had a very relaxed relationship with his servants. They where showed to their chairs on the massive table, luckily very close to each other. Laguna had taken one of the sides, allowing Mickey the end of the table where the important people usually sat. Laguna hated sitting there anyways, so he had no problem giving the spot to the King.