The Yellow Brick Road [ Coalition + Mollys & Perhaps Hessians ]

[Tabris]

Dublin System, Arranmore Docking Bays

Local Time: 14:21

After the Sergeant had greeted them Warner and his escorts waited patiently, the marines stoic and imposing with their heavy armour and Kalashnikov Rifles in a guarded posture. Warner's boredom was relieved when a red-headed woman finally entered the bay, he could tell this woman was part of the 'Upper Ring' due to her excessive use of gold in her daily wear judging by the gold chains on the sandal straps, gold necklace and what appeared to be an anklet if the sound and brief glimpse downward was correct.

Normally this would have any other Coalition citizen in a foul mood due to their stance on the use of such materials in a vain way rather than having it used practically. However Warner has long since been able to suppress any misgivings due to his role as the Premier and having to act diplomatically.

"Dia duit... Preevyeet Premier Warner. Welcome on Arranmore. Oy wasnae expectin' ye so soon."

The mangling of one of the Coalition's primary languages had him cringing inside his mind, while he was originally Libertonian he had immersed himself in the Coalition's culture and accepted it as his own over the years. This was an...assault on his ears and mind.. Forcing himself back into the present he gave a slight nod of the head before he gave his own greeting.

"Privyet, time unfortunately is not on our side and the State Duma believed it was best if we moved swiftly." He stated, taking a brief look around before turning his attention back towards her, his facial expression serious and showing little warmth, there was obviously something troubling the man however he did not want to state the reason so openly. "May we speak in private? My journey here was not made lightly and what I have to share will have great ramifications on the war ahead." he asked, his tone polite but tight and obviously stressed. Waiting for her to lead them to a place they could speak frankly.