[i]"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character..... give him power"[/i]

[b]September 20th, 2058
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Atlas Headquarters[/b]

Jonathan Irons paced around the meeting room as his various staff members took their seats. When they finally were seated and walked to the head of the room and nodded to one them. The man stood up from the table and tapped a few buttons on the table, pulling up a holographic image of the entire island complex. "We've finally successively locked down our area. With the hard state and electo shielding, anything mechanical or electronic that doesn't ID properly will be unable to enter. Anything organic without proper IFF tags will be detected ten miles out from the coastline, and automatically engaged by the defensive systems once passing the five mile mark. In terms of internal affairs, all systems are now operational ranging from the housing projects for employees to the automated factories. We are now operating at optimal capacity." he concluded before taking his seat. Irons nodded and walked up to the screen behind him. 

"People, this world that we have been shifted to will be a test of our company's ability to adapt, but I do believe we can easily turn a profit out this world. To the north we have a large nation outdately named the "Holy Britannian Empire" or some shit. They have some sort of monarch system and were apparently the dominant force of their previous world. Unsurprisingly they are currently aggressively seizing territory and expanding their borders, and that's where we come in. Representative Allen Baker is arriving now in their nation to see if they would like to purchase our companies services. Something tells me that they wont refuse an offer from on of this worlds largest militarizes to aid them in operations at a price. We stand for nation people, only profit. As for the potential threat to the west, we are currently monitoring them from a distance, though it seems our neighbors will be very preoccupied in dealing with one another. " 

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[b]Holy Britannian Empire[/b]

Three helicopters flew towards the capital carrying the envoy for leader of the nation. Allen Baker sat in the helicopter, silently going over the paper. The flight had already been cleared by the border guards once they stated their mission and were now just above to arrive at their destination after many hours of flight. Allan looked out over the capital of the nation as they began to make their decent towards the New Pendragon Imperial Palace. The helicopters landed outside and were greeted by the royal guard. He was only allowed to take two of his own security forces with him according to the guard, to which he complied. They were escorted into the palace and presented into the throne room, their Emperor on his throne. Allan gave a bow of respect before he started. 

"Thank you sir, for receiving Atlas into your capital. I am corporate representative Allan Baker, here to conduct business on the behaf of the Atlas Corporation, a global private military company. "