At the highest tier of the Onyx Palace, an open air balcony on a classical Himeyan-style castle, 200 meters above the ground. The Brilliant Speaker's home in Myoudai, in all its extravagant glory. The elevator button rang, interrupting her casual browsing of foreign news outlets. Looking up, she saw Grand General Hasaenori emerge from the shaft at the far end. The General greeted her with a tip of her peaked cap, taking a seat on the cushion in front of the Speaker.
"General. I am surprised you actually showed for this. Glad, but surprised." Ianaha tilted her head, smiling widely. "The Josain delegation, they in particular interest me. They present a unique opportunity." She said with muffled enthusiasm, removing her cap so her long hair may blow in the wind with the white petals of spring. "Do you wish to divulge?" Junko inquired. "I think not, it can wait for when the time comes." Junko nodded in acknowledgement.
"I see. Regardless, they'll be arriving shortly. Onibi International Airport, your ride there and back awaits, General. I trust you'll entertain them plenty before they arrive." Ianaha stood up and turned her back. "Admittedly, there are many things I am incapable of. Attracting the interest of foreigners is not one." Ianaha responded, flashing a grin while turning her head to the side. "Less foreign than most. Remember that General."
Spring in Myoudai, the ghost trees let their petals fly in a blanket just above the heads of those walking among its streets. A single twin-hull boat advancing down the Muratsukei River, all others moored into place or sticking to the sides in both directions. The riverside Onibi-Hida district was famous for its Bohemian lifestyle; even after stricter entry requirements were put into place following the rise of the new Federation, tourism in the district hadn't slowed in the slightest.
Perhaps the food, nightlife and street markets of such a place were still worth the hassle of a visa application months in advance. All that was known for certain is that it kept foreigners coming back for more indefinitely.
While the NQF made it a point that timing was kept immaculately adhered to; the General's appearance anywhere she went announced her presence as effectively as any clock ever could. In a uniform matching the jade green of the national flag, she entered the terminal casually with a sword on her back, flanked by the ubiquitous but secretive Phoenix Guard in groups of five on either side. Perhaps more strikingly, a ceremonial gauntlet of gold and silver on her left arm and hand; imitating the great gauntlets of old Himeyan warriors in form, if not function.
A small jet, bearing the crane insignia of Josai touched down just in time for the General to step out onto the tarmac, holding her peaked cap in her hand as she approached them. With haste the Phoenix Guard formed a line on either side of the door when the plane finally slowed to a rest; placing their fist against their right pec in the NQF salute. The door opened slowly, the Grand General following suit with her sword in hand and her other hand behind her back.
"Your Excellency, Kumoya-sama of Josai. The southern winds bring auspice! And with it, your presence. Truly, the day is blessed!" She said, lowering her head in respect as the Josains approached.