[b]Somewhere in India[/b]
A limousine was guarded by two APCs. Inside the limousine was Brent Bradsworth, the Minister of Foreign Relations for The Canadian Empire, heading to yet another meeting with the British to discuss who owns India. Sand was kicked up behind the small caravan as they traveled in the hot desert heat, hoping to reach the meeting site soon. Inside the limousine Brent was sweating a bit as he was wearing a full on suit, however he though to himself that those brutish British would not respect such fine clothing. The caravans stopped at what looked like a Governmental building, various vehicles already parked showing that the British were awaiting the Canadians inside. Brent and a few other diplomats stepped out and went inside. Brent spoke to the assembled British Diplomats
"There is only one way this will go down, and that is India is recognized as under Canadian Control" Brent said this with a strict authoritative accent.