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Pará was in bad shape--relatively speaking. There wasn't much to compare the current economic crisis to in Pará's still-nascent existence and Premier Vieira feared the damage that might be done if an economic recession so early in the nation's life were to last long enough to do potentially irrevocable damage to the Paráense quality of life and the Paráense market. Steps would have to be taken, and they were being taken--policies to encourage labour intensive growth as a means of absorbing the recent influx of unskilled labour into urban centres were being proposed and largely accepted in the Cabinet, and Isabel had directed the Department of Finances to funnel more money into the infrastructure budget in order to keep up with the immigration. Furthermore, the sudden increase in military equipment and armaments production as a result of the proximity of the Holy American Insurrection had opened up a wide sector of new jobs for incoming workers--now, the next step Isabel felt necessary was to establish further trade agreements with other nations of South America. Umbrella had collapsed, leaving a great economic void in the southern continent once filled by that economic powerhouse, and so she turned her eyes northwards instead to Colombia--a nation that had proven in many ways a stabilising presence in South America, and Isabel felt Pará stood to benefit much from the potential of an economic agreement with Colombia.

Therefore, a diplomatic cable was sent to the foreign affairs department of Greater Colombia, addressed from the Premier.

[quote]To: L. Barrachos, Foreign Minister of the República de Gran Colombia
From: Isabel Vieira, Premier of the Federativa República do Pará

Good evening Mister Barrachos;

I hope that despite the recent turmoil that has engulfed much of our continent that the day finds you and your country well. I've sent this cable to inquire as to whether Colombia would be interested in meeting with myself on behalf of Pará to discuss the potential of a trade agreement that would, I feel, provide a good stepping stone to future friendly relations between ourselves and across South America--as well as, of course, bolster the economies of our respective nations. Yours has proven a peaceful, intelligent, and above all sensible nation, and it is in this kind of nation and this kind of leadership that I feel the future of South America lies.

Should you be interested, I would be pleased to host such a meeting here in Pará, or if it is more comfortable with you I would happily visit Colombia to hold the discussion. I greatly look forward to your responce, and I wish you well with your endeavours.

Sincerely,

Isabel Vieira[/quote]

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Unlike a rather large number of the ministries, the Foreign Ministry was relatively uninvolved in the Eastern Venezuela Nuclear Crisis Response Team, a task force of government ministers and specialists that had been formed to coordinate the clean up of radioactive traces. Although the Foreign Ministry was involved in the coordination of incoming humanitarian aid shipments, much of his was expedited by the Ministries' Humanitarian Relief and Disaster Response Division, with very little work actually reaching Foreign Minister Lorenzo Barrachos' desk. With the President personally taking over the responsibility of talking with Mexico as it imposed protection over a wide swath of South America, the arrival of the diplomatic cable from Pará was a pleasant surprise to Barrachos' rather uninvolved office.

Within a few hours of reception, Barrachos had spoken with the President and Prime Minister over forming a delegation to go to Pará, which was given a green light from Ignacio de Ardanza. After the meeting, Barrachos would hammer out a response for the Premier of Pará.

[quote][b]To: Isabel Vieira, Premier of the Federativa República do Pará
From:L. Barrachos, Foreign Minister of the República de Gran Colombia[/b]

[i]Saludos Premier[/i]

While I cannot say that our country is without troubles right now, Premier, the country still remains unified and dedicated to seeing itself through the current crisis that befell Eastern Venezuela, as well as the continent as a whole. With the dissolution of Umbrella, I believe that finding stepping stones towards even more formalized relations with other South American states is essential to preserving the integrity of the continent. I will heartily accept your invitation to come to Pará to discuss these relations in person, we were impressed with your calm and respectful manner throughout the crisis that was ongoing in Umbrella, as well as your dedicated remarks to assist with humanitarian operations during and after the war. We need friends with a sound mind and dedicated demeanor, and a parlay over strengthening economic ties would certainly be beneficial to fostering such a friendship.

I look forward to meeting with you in Pará, and will depart to meet you at an appointed time, all the best until then.

[i]Best of Regards,

Lorenzo Barrachos[/i][/quote]

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Traditionally, foreign dignitaries and representatives were received in Amazônia, the federative capital of Pará--that had been the case in all previous visits, but Isabel confided in her foreign affairs staff that she no longer felt the sprawling city to be desirable as the host of their foreign visitors--overpopulation and poverty, a problem Isabel hoped this was now a step in solving, had done their damage to the once beautiful city, and it had become a festering nest of misery and hardship. Not at all the proper place to hold a meeting that would be instrumental in the process of changing that unfortunate and shameful reality. Instead, she requested that the Colombian foreign minister and his delegates be directed to the smaller city of Castanhal--a quiet place nestled by the coast of Pará, where the ocean breeze hung softly in the cool air and the city itself lay amidst a picturesque sort of scenery; she even liked to think it very much embodied the old Brazilian way of life. Relaxed, content, no worries--if only she could let herself enjoy a day of that in her favourite retreat, but that seemed out of the question these days-- she was spending much less time there as of late, holed up in the Capital Building in Amazônia, rushing about to deal with all the difficulties that sat squarely in front of her. Militants seeking to revive the Holy American Empire, overpopulation of Pará's major urban centres, rising crime and poverty...

It would be nice to return to the quiet little city on the coast, but Isabel did not forget she was there for a reason. And she was there on the runway herself as she and a simple motorcade awaited the arrival of Lorenzo Barrachos and his delegates, watching as in the distance the Colombian private jet slowly descended towards Castanhal Airport. Nothing unusual; she liked to handle this kind of thing on her own--many things had changed about Isabel Vieira since she'd fought the civil war, but some things just stayed the same no matter what. Much to Foreign Affairs Director Pintado's chagrin, she recalled with something of a slight smirk as the jet drew ever closer. [I]What was it he said? He tried to frame it nicely, but I think it pretty much amounted to 'you intimidate people just by being there'.[/I] Well, she couldn't help her natural height and she sure as hell wasn't about to let her body go soft just to make a few sensitive people feel comfortable around her. After all, was she there to look nice or was she there to satisfy her visitors and ensure that something good came out of this for both parties? She merely chuckled as the Colombian plane touched down on the runway, slowly coming to a stop roughly before the Paráense motorcade. [I]Sometimes I wonder how it is that people like Pintado and Vara can be so damn good at their jobs and yet have their heads shoved so far up their asses. Neither the time nor the place for thoughts like that, though.[/I] She stepped forward as the flight staircase unfurled and created a bridge from the jet down to the runway, and then again when Lorenzo Barrachos descended the stairs.

"Welcome to Pará, Mr. Barrachos," she greeted him with a cordial smile, a hand extended. "My name is Isabel Vieira. I'm most pleased that you've agreed to meet here in Castanhal."

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Lorenzo Barrachos was aware that Isabel Vieira was an imposing figure, but upon stepping down the staircase deployed by the private jet, the middle-aged Barrachos was now aware as to why she cut an imposing figure, at six-foot-seven. The foreign ministry of Colombia kept dossiers on the Heads of State of all nations around the world, which had as much information crammed into them as possible, and Barrachos was aware that Vieira had a long military service under her belt. Barrachos was an academic, much like many members of the National Transition Council had been, and given his service during the movements of independence in Colombia, he was granted the position of Foreign Minister. Although introverted, a curious trait for a foreign representative, he was still a positive individual, lacking the fiery disposition that gave Salvatore Torres his position as Prime Minister, Barrachos was calm and collected, and well-studied.

"A pleasure to meet you, Premier Vieira," said Barrachos, shaking the taller woman's hand firmly as two of his aides debarked from the plane. "I must say that I am appreciative that you selected the coast for our meeting, Bogota is currently in the midst of a three week heat wave that seemingly has no end in sight. Thank you for inviting me here."

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"A pleasure to meet you, Premier Vieira," her Colombian counterpart returned the greeting with a firm handshake. As he released, two aides behind him followed down from the Colombian plane, and Isabel approached them one by one in turn to extend greetings and offer a handshake, maintaining eye contact with Barrachos as he spoke to indicate she was by no means disregarding him. "I must say that I am appreciative that you selected the coast for our meeting, Bogota is currently in the midst of a three week heat wave that seemingly has no end in sight. Thank you for inviting me here."

"Believe me," Isabel replied with a light chuckle. "We know heat only too well here, what with the Amazon rainforest laying claim to much of our country. But it's always very pleasant, out here on the coast." And hell, it coulda been way worse than the heat they were getting in the inland regions of the nation. Amapá, for instance--she'd been stationed there before. And not even for world peace, sweet charity, and the cure for cancer would she step foot in that festering hell again.

"Shall we continue this conversation on the way to the capital building?" Isabel felt it was about time they began to move towards their meeting place, where could be discussed the true content of this little conference--economic policy. [I]I'm in no rush to charge into the official business, though. Might as well make some kind of conversation along the way.[/I] She led Barrachos as well as his two aides to the motorcade--a humble little affair, nothing extravagant or particularly conspicuous; she herself stepped into the federal sedan at the back of the small escort, and awaited the entry of Barrachos as well.

"If I may ask on the way to the capital building," Isabel began in a rather more solemn tone as Barrachos settled down within the federal car. "How is the situation in Venezuela Bolivar and Delta Amacuro?"

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Barrachos was appreciative of the respect Viera was showing him as they exchanged pleasantries, going so far to shake his aides' hands, something that was atypical of usual diplomatic forays, but it gained points in his book. When queried about proceeding to their meeting venue, Barrachos would nod firmly, "Of course, I think that would be most prudent." Along with his two aides, he would climb into the federal sedan, making himself comfortable as the convoy began its journey to their formal meeting place.

"Well," started Barrachos, with a heavy sigh. "Thank you for your asking of the status of those two provinces, clean up efforts in Venezuelan Bolivar are taking substantially less longer than Delta Amacuro, and most civilians have been able to return home. Delta Amacuro is a different story, a strong wind, coupled with rains, I understand, helped facilitate a fairly high dispersal of nuclear fallout in Delta Amacuro. The entire province remains evacuated, and will remain that way for longer than we first anticipated, it does not help that Delta Amacuro is a remote area as it is. We will see that the area is returned to its former state, however, no matter how much work it takes, or how long that work takes."

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Barrachos heaved a sigh, which was answer enough for Isabel to know that the situation had not improved much since the last public update from Colombia on the matter. "Well, thank you for asking of the status of those two provinces," the Colombian foreign minister began heavily. "Clean up efforts in Venezuelan Bolivar are taking substantially less longer than Delta Amacuro, and most civilians have been able to return home. Delta Amacuro is a different story--a strong wind, coupled with rains, I understand, helped facilitate a fairly high dispersal of nuclear fallout in Delta Amacuro. The entire province remains evacuated, and will remain that way for longer than we first anticipated. It does not help that Delta Amacuro is a remote area as it is. We will see that the area is returned to its former state, however, no matter how much work it takes, or how long that work takes."

Isabel nodded sympathetically. Or at least, in a manner she thought should've come off as sympathetic... [I]Though empathy alone obviously isn't gonna help a whole lot.[/I] "I can only offer my sympathies, and what little assistance Pará can offer to Colombia in returning the people of Delta Amacuro to their homes, if you so wish...that too can be discussed." She glanced for the briefest of seconds out the window of the sedan as it trundled along the road that passed alongside the Castanhal coast, looking out onto the rolling waves of the ocean that gently enveloped the beach before retreating back into the waters. Vila do Castanhal, wherein lay the designated meeting point, was rapidly approaching. And then she turned back to Barrachos. "On the other hand, what are Colombia's priorities on foreign affairs in the rapidly changing political climate of South America? It seems to me that now more than ever, with the fall of arguably the...'dominant power'--" she used the term reluctantly, though it sadly was all too apt a moniker. "--of Umbrella to insurrection, South America needs to become a much closer community."

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Barrachos smiled lightly when Viera offered her sympathies over the Delta Amacuro region, and he nodded lightly, "Thank you for your support, we currently have enough radiological clean up teams on site in the effected areas, much of our support right now is shifting over to helping provide for displaced citizenry at the moment. Any assistance from them, monetary or material, would be greatly appreciated by our government, and I'd be willing to discuss such things in our meeting."

In the few moments that Viera took to appreciate their surroundings, Barrachos did the same, admiring the coastline that they would drive parallel to with thoughts reverting back to his hometown on Margarita Island, Porlamar. When the silence was broken, however, Barrachos immediately gave Viera his undivided attention, listening to her query and he would sigh upon hearing the entire question, appearing to have some attachment to the general substance of it. He glanced out the window, "The Republic of Greater Colombia," he started, before looking back at her, "was rather shaken by the sudden departure of the Imperial Commonwealth of Umbrella, the fall of the nation has left a veritable power vacuum in this part of the Southern Hemisphere. Other nations are moving to fill that power vacuum, yet I am not sure if they serve our best interests."

"Speaking candidly, the Republic of Greater Colombia did not see the Imperial Commonwealth of Umbrella as a member of the Latin American community, it did not acknowledge the past history that these lands hold, it did not reflect the intricacies of this region's politics. From its inception, it slowly came to emulate the Holy American Empire, Latin America has a rich and diverse history, these lands are ones of social and political intrigue. Since the fall of the Holy American Empire, this region has once again been encroached upon and marginalized in the world, the Republic is built on the ideals of past patriotic and nationalistic sentiment, it is what gives our people the extra spring in their step and pride in their hearts. It is an embodiment that wants to see itself perpetuated outwards, we want that kind of similar pride shown by the rest of the members of the Latin American community, we want to see a resurgent Latin American community take its rightful place in Central and South America," he said, now looking at Viera with noticeable vigor in his tone.

"We want to see the countries of Latin America work together for the better of our region, a strong community that will stand when faced from external threats, that thrives on patriotic sentiment, hard work, and having a firm backbone through the times of hardship. That is what we want for South America, whether or not that becomes a reality, is an entirely different question, but it is one that we wish to see nonetheless."

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"Thank you for your support," Barrachos replied, the slightest of smiles emerging unto his countenance. "We currently have enough radiological clean up teams on site in the effected areas, much of our support right now is shifting over to helping provide for displaced citizenry at the moment. Any assistance from them, monetary or material, would be greatly appreciated by our government, and I'd be willing to discuss such things in our meeting."

His responce to the second query seemed less than enthusiastic. "The Republic of Greater Colombia," he began, heaving another sigh as beyond the windows of the sedan the scenery shifted from the coastline to the cobblestone path leading to Vila do Castanhal. "...was rather shaken by the sudden departure of the Imperial Commonwealth of Umbrella, the fall of the nation has left a veritable power vacuum in this part of the Southern Hemisphere. Other nations are moving to fill that power vacuum, yet I am not sure if they serve our best interests. Speaking candidly, the Republic of Greater Colombia did not see the Imperial Commonwealth of Umbrella as a member of the Latin American community, it did not acknowledge the past history that these lands hold, it did not reflect the intricacies of this region's politics. From its inception, it slowly came to emulate the Holy American Empire, Latin America has a rich and diverse history, these lands are ones of social and political intrigue. Since the fall of the Holy American Empire, this region has once again been encroached upon and marginalized in the world, the Republic is built on the ideals of past patriotic and nationalistic sentiment, it is what gives our people the extra spring in their step and pride in their hearts. It is an embodiment that wants to see itself perpetuated outwards, we want that kind of similar pride shown by the rest of the members of the Latin American community, we want to see a resurgent Latin American community take its rightful place in Central and South America."

His tone had gone from a sigh, a voice of discontentment and disappointment, to one of renewed enthusiasm and energy. Isabel herself found herself nodding in agreement as he spoke, however. After all, were they not the same ideals in whose name Pará had sought independence from the Umbrella Commonwealth in the first place? A united South America, a vision of a community to be an example to the rest of the world. A continent far, far away from the legacy of the Holy American Empire. And the more nations in South America that rallied to that sort of cause, then all the better. Not long ago it had seemed Pará was the only nation with that mindset in a continent dominated by the Umbrella Commonwealth--Neo Roma to the South had seemed to have zero interest whatsoever in a cooperative South America, Edean had hardly engaged in foreign affairs at all, and Gallifrey, one of few sympathetic nations to the cause Pará had sought to lead, had been run off the continent by Umbrella. It seemed the fall of the continent-devouring nation, whilst tragic, bore the potential to usher in a new age for the continent it had once sprawled across.

"We want to see the countries of Latin America work together for the better of our region," Barrachos continued. "A strong community that will stand when faced from external threats, that thrives on patriotic sentiment, hard work, and having a firm backbone through the times of hardship. That is what we want for South America--whether or not that becomes a reality is an entirely different question, but it is one that we wish to see nonetheless."

Isabel couldn't help but smile as the car slowly came to a stop. Before them lay the vila. "I'm glad we're on the same page, then," she answered succinctly as she opened the door and stepped out into the vila, met with the cool, salt-tinged breath of the sea not far beyond--refreshing, as always, to feel the chilly breeze on her skin, as she led the delegates into the little villa. A humble sort of place, really--by no means anything extravagant but for, perhaps, a simple sort of elegance about it. But then, that had always been what Isabel personally loved about it--its eschewance of the grandiosity and over the top nature that Isabel perceived in many other similar sites was perhaps precisely the reason she had selected it, besides, of course, its pleasant location by the coast. [I]Maybe I'll just continue to host visitors here instead of back in Amazônia,[/I] she mused as they approached the designated meeting room.

"I feel, then," she began as they walked. "that it would be important to start, at the very least, with bolstering trade and encouraging business between our two nations. Perhaps the lowering of export and import tariffs on Colombian and Paráense products, encouraging foreign investments and external business contracts..." She pushed open the door that led into the conference room. "And, I hope, agreements to foster cooperation beyond the economic spectrum." And with that, she allowed the three Colombians to be seated before she herself took a seat and looked at the three delegates. "Is this agreeable to you?"

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"Always good to be on the same page, if only such similar sentiments could be mirrored at all diplomatic exchanges," said Barrachos, before looking out to admire the villa that they had approached on the coast.

He was greatly appreciative of the simplicity of the environment he had been brought into, it was a bit of a relief compared to the congestion of Bogota, having grown up on Margarita Island, he had an appreciation for more simplicity of smaller town life. This had not stopped him, however, from becoming enamored with foreigners that flocked to the island for vacation, something that gave him his desire to learn about cultures abroad, he had picked up a number of languages before he had left secondary education. He had pursued a degree in Political Science and a Masters in International Relations in post-secondary education, and his new job fulfilled his love for all things foreign, and he was deeply enamored by the simplicity of the Paranese Coastal Villa he had been brought to for their primary meeting.

"This is a wonderful venue for our meeting," he would remark, upon leaving the car with Viera and following her inside.

He would listen to her talk, and nod in affirmation of her words as they walked towards the conference room, settling himself into a chair before responding to his counterpart, "The reduction of export and import tariffs would certainly foster trade between our two nations, although some select goods may still be held at the same tariff rates, as they are considered staple parts of our economic system. We don't want to undermine our own domestic economies and companies by completely wiping away such trade barriers, we can also streamline outgoing foreign investments made by our companies at our Treasury to help a flow of capital moving into your nation, I am sure some Colombian companies would be very interested in expansion abroad to your nation."

"That said, what kind of agreements would you want to seek beyond just a purely economic agreement? I am sure I could think of a few other propositions, but I would like to hear your own."

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"This is a wonderful venue for our meeting," Barrachos mused as they proceeded, eliciting a small smile and a simple responce from Isabel: "I'm glad you think so."

And so it was that they were seated.

"The reduction of export and import tariffs would certainly foster trade between our two nations," Barrachos answered as his two aides settled down as well. "Although some select goods may still be held at the same tariff rates, as they are considered staple parts of our economic system. We don't want to undermine our own domestic economies and companies by completely wiping away such trade barriers."

"Of course," Isabel affirmed with a nod, cursing her inadvertent omission of such a tenet.

"We can also streamline outgoing foreign investments made by our companies at our Treasury to help a flow of capital moving into your nation," the Colombian foreign minister continued. "I am sure some Colombian companies would be very interested in expansion abroad to your nation. That said, what kind of agreements would you want to seek beyond just a purely economic agreement? I am sure I could think of a few other propositions, but I would like to hear your own."

Isabel paused momentarily to consider this. "At a minimum of sorts, perhaps small steps to encourage goodwill and closeness beyond an economic level--by this I refer to things like foreign exchange programmes to permit Paráense and Colombian students to travel between the two nations and gain a wider cultural perspective, glean a better understanding of our two countries and South America as a whole. And, of course, the offer of assistance in Delta Amacuro still stands."

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"I would be happy to see a foreign exchange program begin between our two nations, we would be happy to open our colleges and universities to students from Para, and to also be able to send students of our own to your own institutions. Such programs would definitely foster educational benefits as well as possibly raise scientific and research output and exchanges between universities, which can only be mutually beneficial in the end," nodded Barrachos, as he considered Viera's proposals.

He would sit back in his chair, and say, "To foster some strategic cooperation, we would also be willing to do foreign armed forces personnel exchanges and joint training exercises between our two nations, I'm not sure where you stand on such a proposal?"

"As for assistance in Delta Amacuro, any humanitarian supplies that can be gathered, daily essentials for instance, even something as small as toothbrushes and toothpaste for daily hygienic needs would be appreciated. We were lucky that more people were not displaced by the nuclear fallout, but with hundreds of thousands of people still living in semi-permanent camps, it still presents a massive logistics and supply issue for our country," added Barrachos.

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"I would be happy to see a foreign exchange program between our two nations," Barrachos agreed with a nod. "We would be happy to open our colleges and universities to students from Pará, and to also be able to send students of our own to your own institutions. Such programs would definitely foster educational benefits as well as possibly raise scientific and research output and exchanges between universities, which can only be mutually beneficial in the end." He leaned back in his chair, mulling over further proposals for a moment, before continuing. "To foster some strategic cooperation, we would also be willing to do foreign armed forces personnel exchanges and joint training exercises between our two nations. I'm not sure where you stand on such a proposal? And as for assistance in Delta Amacuro--" he added. "Any humanitarian supplies that can be gathered, daily essentials for instance, even something as small as toothbrushes and toothpaste for daily hygienic needs, would be appreciated. We were lucky that more people were not displaced by the nuclear fallout, but with hundreds of thousands of people still living in semi-permanent camps, it still presents a massive logistics and supply issue for our country."

"In that case, I will see to it that within the coming weeks, the people of Delta Amacuro will receive those supplies they need. And if housing is an issue, that too, I think, we can help with. As to strategic cooperation, that sounds very much agreeable to me." Isabel nodded in concurrence, leaning her elbow on the arm of her chair and leaning her chin on her hand. "Our military is very much still 'in the works', so to speak. In fact, we've been preparing for military exercises in the Amazon ourselves."

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"We have enough housing available to the evacuees, I believe," said Barrachos, nodding lightly, "But any daily supplies that you can dispatch our way is greatly appreciated."

"In terms of further strategic cooperation, we'd be willing to perform joint exercises if you would like, and we might be able to provide some environments that Para does not have, such as mountainous terrain. We have some extensive training grounds for such endeavors, and would be willing to allow you to train with our own troops there," he stated, with a polite smile. "In fact, any assistance you might need in forming your military to better protect yourself, we would be willing to provide for you, as a fellow Latin American nation."

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"We have enough housing for the evacuees, I believe," Barrachos replied. "But any daily supplies that you can dispatch our way is greatly appreciated. Now, in terms of further strategic cooperation," he continued with a smile. "We'd be willing to perform joint exercises if you would like, and we might be able to provide some environments that Pará does not have, such as mountainous terrain. We have some extensive training grounds for such endeavours, and would be willing to allow you to train with our own troops there."

The Paráense premier nodded with a grateful smile. "That would be most appreciated. In fact, I think this puts the relationship between Colombia and Pará off to an excellent start. If you'll give me a moment, I'll draft up an official agreement...mostly, it's just for the records." Isabel'd never been a big fan of the necessity of officiating treaties--felt that, in an honest relationship between two nations, a handshake agreement should have sufficed, at least for things like this. Alas. The world didn't altogether work the way Isabel would have liked it to work. An unfortunate fact she was reminded of every time she so much as glanced to the international news...but such wishful thinking was useless, and irrelevant, quite irrelevant... She had the document drafted up in mere moments, outlining all the tenets and points she and Barrachos had agreed upon before handing the completed accord to Barrachos to look over and approve at his discretion.

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Barrachos would wait patiently as the treaty was drafted up, and he retrieved a glass of water that he sipped from, abruptly putting it down as he looked over the treaty's text, retrieving his reading glasses from a small case. The treaty detailed each point they had spoken, giving a summary to their little negotiation session. He looked up at Isabel with a nod, taking off his glasses, "Very good, I believe this is a very good start to our relationship." With that, he would slip a pen from an inside pocket, and he affixed his signature at the bottom of the document in a series of loopy text.

"I want to thank you for inviting me to Para, Ms. Viera, I must say it has to be one of the most productive negotiations I have been too in some time, especially with an important neighbor such as yourself."

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