[Australia]: Commissioning Ceremony

[Strix]

The Ambassador, who had just made his way to his accomodated hotel a few hours before, would receive the message and would attempt to join the Australian Prime Minister in her night out. He would text back confirming his interest in club-hopping. He would prepare himself from his hotel room and would make his way to the lobby while texting back.

"Ayyyyy niceee, we Portuguese love drinking, can I come? Where you at and where we goin? "

He would have just been outside the hotel and would wait for a taxi, taking in a whiff of the cold air, he would then look down and mutter to himself;

"Nothing wrong with having a little divertimento! Gotta make sure I ain't Bebado once I return."

He quips at himself and waited for a response from the minister.

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It would have been almost noon back at Portugal, the Prime Minister would have finished meeting up with Alfredo and would make their way to the Airport. A few Portuguese Guards from the Intervention brigade would accompany them at their journey. The Royal Assembly would also inform the Australians that the Portuguese would have lightly armed guards, for general safety. The Minister and his associates would have eaten lunch at the airport itself and would board a TAP flight to Australia. They have calculated that it would last around 22 hours, and would try to arrive at Sydney as soon as possible.

"Never been to Australia before, what's it like Alfredo? If I recall correctly, you went to the country when you were young yes?"

"Well, very young sir, didn't quite recall what it was like, although it was indeed very hot, got sunburns all the time!"

"Good thing I didn't bring the kids."

Both would chuckle and would wait for their flight to depart from the airport.

 

[Joe]

Linh would crinkle her nose at the menu.

"You call this food?" She would snort. "Where's the local Pet Store? I could do with a snack."

 

[Owen]

"Shut your fucking mouth Linh." The Prime Minister would tell her.

"Now if you don't want to eat that's fine but don't come in here and insult Maccas. Come on lets go."

They would head out onto Kings Cross, finding the nearest club to go to. Penny Wong would go up to Linh.... "Linh.... Long time no see." She would go in to embrace her before letting out a big slap. "THATS FOR PUTTING THE FUCKING TV CAMERAS ON IN OUR MEETING! Now come here you fool...." She would grab her face and kiss her. Anthony "DJ Albo" Albanese would once again get on the decks and start ripping out some bangers.

 

[Strix]

Not knowing where he would go as minutes passed by without a reply, Daniel de Olivera, the Portuguese Ambassador to Australia, figured that he would just enjoy the night out for himself while waiting for the Australian Minster's response. He hailed a cab and asked the driver to go to the nearest bar to the Hotel. He tidied himself and took a gander at the night life of Sydney. It was full of bustling lights and serene scenes, it was truly a sight to behold.

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De Olivera arrived at his destination, a small bar without the usual packed customers. He paid the driver a handsome fee and requested him to come back for him just in case things go tipsy. He waved goodbye and went inside the bar. There were the usual college girls and the few friends who were hanging out in the evening. The night was still young, and more people were expected to come.

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He ordered a shot of ginger beer and proceeded to browse the internet while waiting. After a few more minutes of waiting, he called up a friend he knew to join him in his lonely night. yet again he ordered another shot of ginger beer and proceeded to drink his sorry problems away.

 

[Owen]

The Prime Minister would check her messages.

"Fuck."

She would quickly reply to the Portuguese Ambassador whos been waiting for ages.

"Yeah sure we're at the Empire Hotel on Darlinghurst Road in Kings Cross. See you soon."

 

[Owen]

Penny would speak to the group.

"LETS BOUNCE THIS PLACE IS TOO STRAIGHT!"

"SHES RIGHT, DOWN TO OXFORD STREET!" The Prime Minister would exclaim. They would exit the venue and walk towards the Gay district of Sydney, Oxford Street. They would walk down Darlinghurst Road. The Prime Minister's security detail would have their work cut out for them. They would walk past the Sydney Jewish Museum. They would take a right down Oxford Street at the end of Darlinghurst Road. They would enter the Stonewall Hotel, one of Sydney's most iconic Gay venues. They would stand and watch the drag shows.

 

[Strix]

The Portuguese Ambassador seeing that he already had someone to spend the night with, looked at his phone and quickly replied.

"Ayyy lmao already busy tonight, sorry if I can't come, have fun tho."

He then called a couple more close friends to slowly drink their sorrows away. He ordered more shots from the bartender and talked to his friend about what happened in the recent weeks. They talked and talked as the Australian tv spurts out the usual late evening programs.