7:53AM, onboard the Presidential Train en route from New Kaunderstein to MetriaOn his daily commute from his home in Neu Kaunderstein to the capital of Metria, Ebston stared out the window of his train. The trip was nothing noteworthy, the scenery being mostly dimly lit tunnel walls. The majority of this short route weaved underneath the bustling metropolises of the Federal Capital Region, but there were occasional sections of track that were overground. It was at these sections that he took notice of the thin, albeit fresh layer of snow now adorning the rooftops of the cities.
Today's morning in Metria was hazy and cold, as was the usual weather in the Derusmian leadup to winter. As Ebston heard the rushing of freezing air past the window of the train, he had a brief moment of sorrow, knowing that he would also eventually have to step outside and face the temperature. With the deceleration of his train, Ebston stood from his seat and made his way to the vestibule, donning a formal winter coat. His entourage of other government officials making their way to Metria alongside the President and his security detail followed.
"This stop is Neu-Metria, Central Government District.[1] Alight here for the Palast Der Republik." a pre-programmed announcement rang out. Shortly afterwards, the warm air would be forced out in exchange for a freezing breeze as the train's doors glided open. Feish stepped onto the platform as he opened his phone to take another peek at his daily agenda, almost like going through the basic routine of the average city worker. It'd seem normal if the platform weren't so deserted, as they were reserved for NatRail's Special Government Service Division's Neuhauptline trains.
A brisk 5 minute walk from the station and Ebston had already arrived at the Palast Der Republik, the arranged meeting place between him and Governer Anginer of Heyra. 20 more minutes and his office was set up for the meeting. A minute later, and Ebston arrived back in the building's foyer in order to greet his Heyran associate. The two had already met in the past, and it seemed that their two nations were truly on their way to quite the mutual friendship. This upcoming meeting would surely cement it as, if all went well, would prove to be a major advancement for both New Derusmia and Heyra. Upon sighting the Heyran convoy approach from the fog, Feish gave a smile, a genuine grin. Today was looking up to be a good day for the entire nation.
"Governer Anginer, it's a pleasure for me to be hosting you today. I hope you'll come to enjoy our capital city."
As the group made their way down the Palast's entrance pathway, Feish remarked.
"Ah, yes. That's right, the topic of our meeting today. I look forward to hearing more about the proposal you sent to me earlier, it sounds very promising."