On my way to the briefing area, I spot Xavier walking up to the counter of a coffee shop, which much to my surprise was still being manned by one of the airport's own workers. Deciding to have a look for myself, I walk inside. My attention briefly turns to the flat screen television set tucked away in the corner of the room, displaying today's Yuktobanian news broadcast.
"... Within a day following Nerverak's capture of Ramonds, hundreds of publicized propaganda broadcasts have begun flowing out of radio stations scattered across the country, announcing that Cartelian has ceased to exist. Dictator Aron Kaspar, claiming to have fully ousted the Cartelian armed forces and displacing its governing body, recently demanded that all countries recognize the newly seized territory as Nerverak soil.
While many onlookers concede that Cartelian stands nearly defeated, Nerverak's propaganda campaign has met stout opposition from many renown world leaders, all of whom are refusing to consent to Kaspar's plea, dismissing the recent military advances as 'no more than a loathsome hegemonic crusade that is not only discordant with modern civilization, but is a barbaric violation of national conduct.'
Earlier this morning, Prime Minister Seryozha Nikanor addressed the Cartelian armed forces in a speech, stating that while he cannot ensure direct military aid at this time, his heart goes out to the Cartelian people and promises to not only grant asylum to any refugees fleeing the country, but also that Yuktobania will lend logistical support to any Cartelian war efforts within the forseeable future..."
"Glad to see Cartelian will still be on the map, at least for a little longer. You holding up alright?"
ooc: oh yeah, deoxys, let me know if i should change the dictator's name
