Eirian Mediation Conference (2019 Trade War)
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Duņceda Airport, Eiria

"Cleared to land Runway 38R, TRV1337."
"Watch me butter the bread on this one, Yuri."
" guys, Former Emperor Papa is landing the plane! The stewardesses shall attach extra seat belts to your seats, just in case. Brace for impact, everyone!" - Yuri announced, chuckling.
"That's Captain Lynnoux for you, son!"

A black Yakovlev Y2 Premier smoothly landed on runway 38R. The Trivian delegation had arrived, with newly-crowned Emperor Yuri Yakovlev leading the way.
As the plane taxied to its designated apron, Yuri called upon his delegation.
"Alrighty everyone, smiling and waving, no drama. We all know what we're here for, let's stick to the plan and hope the Kerlians don't kill all of us on sight. Does anyone have any questions?"
Lynnoux raised his hand.
"You're assigned to Apron 15, dad. Anyone else?"
No one else had any inquiry.
"Alrighty guys, engine off, everyone off my plane, I'm gonna sit this one out with some red wine. Good luck." - Lynnoux commented, as the plane came into a full stop.
Newly appointed Minister of Foreign Relations, Anna Sevastovich, gave Yuri a quick nudge towards the door.
"Lead the way, Emperor." - she said.
Yuri sighed as the door opened.
"Ooh, this is going to be a long day."

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