Voncloud Stood at the window of his luxury apartment in Los Palmas, the morning sun shined through, not at warm as it once was but it still offered the view of the city and the sea. Despite it being the start of the morning Von had been awake for hours prior, it had been sometime since he had been in a diplomatic meeting of any kind. The shadows of the Confederation still haunted him, clouding his mind with doubts and insecurities he knew he had as many victories as he did defeats whilst leading it, but the defeats were what stuck to him most, that seemed to resonate the loudest amongst some of the Zoner people.
It was still the morning but already he had a low ball glass of Gin in his hand the temptation to have more then one glass had been niggling at his mind the entire time he had been awake, but he knew that trying to get to Docs ranch whilst intoxicated would likely lead to him not arriving at all. Finishing his drink he makes his way down to the garages to his car, normally one for the bike he had dressed his best for this meeting, a thick long woollen double breasted coat, decent shirt and trousers, not his usual attire and one he wasn't fond of wearing but he couldn't turn up looking like a complete ragamuffin.
After some driving Voncloud reached the entrance to the ranch it was late morning early afternoon by the time he got there, some shuttles and other vehicles were already present and a few of the guests had congregated outside as another shuttle was preparing to land. Once the Car was at a halt it deployed its lander legs and shut down, Von still inside held his Pistol in hand it was old but it was reliable he knew it had to remain in the car so he placed it in a sports bag he had on the passenger seat, it had all his usual gear inside there as a last resort considering all who were attending.
With his Pistol out of sight he exits the car, straightens out his coat before placing his hands in the pockets and walking up to the main entrance, approaching those who had gathered outside, despite his attire his usual glasses remained on his face, obscuring his eyes from view .