Diplomacy: Banglaore Pact - Pakistan

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Thank you. As for this event, it will end up being a news story.

As Dmitry walked up the steps to the office of the Prime Minister, he was trying not to think that Pakistan's allegiance to the Bangalore Pact was useless. What business did the country have in the pact anyways? It was Indian, and the last time India and Pakistan had made relations nearly ended in war. Whatever had changed needed to be known. As he entered the room, he saw the Prime Minister sitting at his desk and gave a smile, clearing his throat before he spoke.

"Good morning Prime Minister. How're we doing today?" He tried to sound sincere in his question. Hopefully it would pay off.

Dmitry blinked in surprise at the Pakistani Prime Minister's Russian. It seemed a little rusty, but it was at least understandable, even with the accent. Dmitry took his seat and merely shook his hand in reply.

"Net, ya ne khotel by vino. YA ne p'yu [No. I wouldn't like wine. I don't drink]," Dmitry then scratched his chin and put his left leg on top of the other.

"Posmotrite. YA sobirayus' byt' bol'no prosto s vami, prem'yer-ministrom. My ne druzhit. U nas yest' istoriya. No ya khochu, chtoby pomoch' miru [Look. I'm going to be painfully simple with you, Prime Minister. We are not friendly. We have a history. But I want to help the world]," Dmitry then cleared his throat and leaned in, his expression dead serious,

"Uchityvaya, chto Kitay persuing bol'she, kommunisticheskuyu povestku dnya, ya khochu, chtoby nachat' pomogat' Bangalorskikh pakt. YA reshil nachat' zdes', potomu chto ya veril, chto my mogli by priyti k diplomaticheskomu soglasheniyu. YA gotov dat' vam mesto v Organizatsii Dogovora o kollektivnoy bezopasnosti, s tem chtoby luchshe zashchitit' sebya ot kommunisticheskimi ili terroristicheskikh ugroz, kak GLA, Kitay, ili osmelyus' skazat' Kollektivisty [Given that China is persuing a greater, communistic agenda, I want to start helping the Bangalore Pact. I decided to start here because I believed that we could come to a diplomatic agreement. I am willing to give you a place in the Collective Security Treaty Organization in order to better-protect yourself against communistic or terrorist threats, like the GLA, China, or dare I say the Collectivists]." Dmitry then simply sat back and waited, his expression remaining poker-faced.

"Voyennaya bezopasnost' vsekh chlenov, uchastvuyushchikh, bol'she ekonomicheskoy bezopasnosti dlya vashey strany, chem s Bangalora dogovora, a takzhe vozmozhnost', kak ya govoryu, 'zaryt' topor voyny' s nashim sopernichestvom [Military security by all participating members, greater economic security for your country than with the Bangalore Pact, and the opportunity to, how do I say, 'bury the hatchet' with our rivalry]."

"Sprosite Yevropu, yesli Rossiya derzhit svoye slovo. Sprosite Soyedinennogo Korolevstva. Chert, poprosite tekushchikh kliyentov ODKB, yesli moi slova yavlyayutsya polymi ili lozhnym. YA sobirayus' skazat' vam, chto vy nakhodites' v opasnosti padeniya pod kommunisticheskim anneksii. Yavlyayetsya li eto iz KNR ili Kollektivistov za menya, no to, chto ya ozhidayu, chto v Bangalore Pakt ne smozhet podderzhivat' sebya bez postoronney pomoshchi [Ask Europe if Russia keeps to its word. Ask the United Kingdom. Hell, ask the current clients of the CSTO if my words are hollow or false. I am going to tell you that you are in danger of falling under communist annexation. Whether or not this is from the PRC or the Collectivists is beyond me, but what I do expect is that the Bangalore Pact will not be able to sustain itself without assistance]." Dmitry's calm, blank expression took a turn for the irritable. He now felt that his time was being wasted.