Global Governing Body Islands off the coast of Sweither

George Ryeberg leaned back into his chair as he waited in the corner for everyone to funnel into the room. He really had nothing better to do than wait around, and, for once, something truly important was going on. Mr. Ryeberg quite honestly, hated his job. The Global Governing Body was once important, an international attempt to drive the Taiben back after their Grand Raid, and to crush them once and for all. His position in the GGB really should have been more prestigious than it really was. To the United Coalition of States, whom Ryeberg represented here at the meeting, the GGB was largely a joke. While most other nations threw themselves wholeheartedly, at least at first, into the GGB, the UCS was largely unharmed by the Taiben, the original reason for the GGB's creation. While the UCS had aided minorly in contributing troops, the UCS had acted more as a supplier, producing weapons and war supplies for other nations. It had simply been business for them, and so the GGB was seen less as an heroic effort to stop a global menace, and more like a business partner. Not exactly as glamorous for a man like Ryeberg, whom was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Hell, the GGB had been essentially powerless on the global scale in recent times, though with recent events, that may be changing quite soon, which troubled him more than it comforted. The nuclear bomb was troubling news.

He frowned to himself as he saw Sweither's representative enter the room, a man by the name of Nat, if Ryeberg remembered correctly. Sweihter's government essentially hosted the Global Governing Body, and had the most seats, meaning they had the most power. Not that power meant much when in something like the GGB, and Sweither has stayed largely neutral in most conflicts brought up to the council. On principal, Ryeberg disliked the man, for simply being in a more powerful position than him, not that he ever did anything about it. Ryeberg simply settled on glaring at Nat out of the corner of his eyes, while the man's aides set up the meeting place.