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A blinding flash at the edge of the star system hails the arrival of an automated messenger, it leaves Slip-space into another solar system to broadcast its message and wait. It has done this, hundreds, maybe thousands of times before with probes just like it in Parallel . Sent out in a bygone era of Sethian society and culture. The probes objective is to relay information about Sethesh and its people to any intelligent life, and supply a medium of response for said intelligent life.

It broadcasts its message in various Sethian languages and codes, hoping one of them will be deciphered by its readers

Dear Receiver,

We send this message out in hope, that we are not the only conscious life to inhabit these stars, that one day we will walk hand in hand with other species into inter-galactic community. We have expended much resources, and given much information with these probes in trust, that they will be read in our life times, and we will not be forgotten.

If you hear our calls, hail this messenger, and it will return your memorandum to us.

With the message is also some information on the Sethesh system and culture, co-ordinates of the Sethesh star system have not been given, for obvious reasons. Read information on the Sethesh Solar government (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8847664#post8847664)

OOC: Basically, this is my first contact post.

I did a first post, but it was more like a factbook, so i changed its title and did this one to seperate the information and a new message. Oh yes, im Basic Futuretech, but high end basic.

Angela, it appears that we have an unidentified object closing on the habitat.
Dangerous?
I don’t believe so, it’s too small to be a danger, however I recommend we at least close in to perform an analysis?
Power readings?
Some, and a transmission, but I’m still decrypting it.
Probably some form of first contact device, does it match anything in our records?
Nothing, but I’m still checking.
Okay, take us towards it, in the meantime let me know when you’ve cracked the transmission.


The lone voidhawk moved out of the general vicinity of Eden, its distortion field propelling it through space. The lone satellite was still moving towards Eden, but its velocity was slowing down as the Voidhawk approached.

CRACKED IT!
Don’t shout, I can here you!
Well anyway it appears we have a first contact probe form another system apparently, a nice alien Empire wanting to make friends and all the usual things that go with it.
Can we reply?
Of course, I’ve even sent a greeting myself.
You done what!
I sent them a message, don’t worry all it said was hello.
Okay, I think we’re going to have to send them something a little more substantial than hello

Angela put the affinity bond to the back of her head for a minute, she was going to have to think on this one… What would the government want me to do? Open negotiations of course! Smiling the captain activated the comms channel.

“Alien race. I represent the Edenist Empire, we have received your transmission and are eager to open further discourse, we are transmitting our coordinates and hope you will see it useful to open further channels of communication.”

How was that?
Pfft, my hello was much better, I practically fell asleep.
You can’t sleep.
BAH…….

The scientists in the Seleucid Museum of space and exploration where astounded as the old receiving technology switched itself on, all around them light where flashing, alarms where blaring, paper was printing and researchers where screaming trying to figure out what was going on.

“This equipment hasn’t been used in twenty years”
said the lead researcher.
“I don’t even know why its plugged in!”
he stood around staring at the historic equipment activating, as one of his underlings ran over with a the print out of the message
“Sir! it’s a message!”
“what where these machines allocated to?” he enquired .
“The Search for Extra Terrestrial Intelligence” his underling responded.
the lead researcher looked down at his sheets of paper

Hello.

“My lord, forward this to the Internal Ministry immediately!”

Several hours later the message and information on its effect and meaning reached the desk of the internal minister for the Sethesh Corporate council, Thames Kaliph.

“keep this under wraps from the people for the meantime, we don’t know what sort of panic it could cause” Thames ordered
“Sir, they’ve also sent us some Co-ordinates, we assume this is where they want us to contact them” his secretary added.
“We shall oblige, can our current drive technology get us there and out quickly? Who knows what we could be jumping into.”
“Yes sir, with a 1,000km Margin of error, give or take a few hundred Kilometres”
“so they’ll know we’ve arrived then?”
“assuming they’ve got developed enough sensor capabilities…”
“dispatch our best diplomat, with an escort fleet off course.”

The diplomat, Paul Junta, had received his orders, and the twelve ships of the diplomatic mission assembled in orbit waiting for the arrival of his shuttle. It docked, unloaded its passengers and left. The Slip space drives of the ships in the fleet opened up there ruptures and drifted in.

A day later, twelve bright flashes in space heralded the arrival of the diplomatic mission. The ships in the fleet some of the most distinguished in the Navy.

Two Valiant Heavy Cruisers - The Tiger’s Eye and The Topaz Shield
One Valiant Light Cruiser - The Jasmine
Three Scalper Class Destroyer - The Seleucid, The Hamilcar and The Antiochus
Four Harpy Class Escort Frigates - The Amber Star, The Nautilus, The Casino and The Rambler
Two Associated supply and Scientific vessels for Analysis - The Discoverer and The Newborn

The lead ship "The Tiger's Eye" sent out an immediate general hail

"This is the Sethesh Heavy Crusier Tiger's Eye on a diplomatic mission, responding to a message sent from these co-ordinates. If you are hearing us, please respond"

Angela…….
Go away, I’m busy.
Annnnngela…….
I SAID I’M BUSY!
Oh come now, take your hands of that young mans genitals for just a minute, we have visitors, a lot of them it seems.
And?
They may be the visitors, you know, the people we sent a transmission to earlier on…
Oh, those people, Of course I knew who you were referring to.
Just checking sweetheart, now if you could get dressed and scurry up to the bridge, with some decency I would be most gratified.
I’ll be there soon.

Somersaulting in the gravityless environment Angela pulled herself against the floor, flipping on the gravity, her good intentions resulted in a most unfortunate mess; clothes, her lover, champagne, oysters, and many other, strange objects all fell to the floor with a very loud THUD. Sorry Mark, but you had your warning. The fine young man looked up, his blond hair covering his pale blue eyes. Making sure she saw a smile out of him before leaving Angela was finally satisfied by a dull moan, coming form his general direction. Quickly strapping on her uniform the captain left her quarters for the bridge, quickly buttoning her bra up in the process.

So, you’re here.
Yes I am, now can we please get back to business, an Edenist starship is not a play ground. So have you opened communications?
Not officially…..
What do you mean not officially?
Well, I’ve been chatting to their computer, very nice fellow, do you know they have a card game like Poker?
A ship can’t play poker?
I disagree, on their vessel whenever you play a computer card game James, as I’ve decided to call him is literally the AI?
Has anyone won against it?
Depends on the difficulty setting, but so far his biological inhabitants don’t know that he is the machine behind the cards.
Yes about them, perhaps we should start chatting eh?
If we must, but I like James, he’s a nice chap.
He’s not real!
Nuu uuuuh

Ignoring her obviously deranged ship Angela decided to open hails to the recently arrived fleet.

”Good Afternoon, I am captain Angela Wilder of His Majesties Royal Navy, and on behalf of the Empire I welcome you to Sol.

“sir, where receiving a hail from…. A life form”
“A life form?”
“yes, it appears there ship is alive, where detecting 16 Other life signs from the vessel though”
“oh, okay….well….what do they say?”

”Good Afternoon, I am captain Angela Wilder of His Majesties Royal Navy, and on behalf of the Empire I welcome you to Sol.”


“sol? What an odd name for a star system… Oh well….”
“sir don’t you think we should respond, we’ve travelled a long way to just stair at them”
“oh yes, respond immediately as follows”

Captain Angela, I am Paul Junta, lead diplomat of the Sethesh Internal ministry, we have been dispatched by the corporate council to begin diplomatic relations with your race. You see, you are the first intelligent life we have encountered other then our own, and your ways are surprisingly different.

Would you permit a brief exchange of Scientific personnel? Perhaps you would like to come aboard our vessel and see what we have to offer in way of trade and culture?

Paul Junta Out.

“oh I do hope they don’t hurt us sir…”
“shut up.”

Nearby, orbiting freely among the asteroid field, centuries-old machines moved with unworn prescision, unfolding communcations devices from the black, cylindrical, armored carapace. The fusion reactor activated, followed by the ancillary fission reactors. The AS came online, for the second time in three centuries, to analyze the situation.

"This is a scanning unit of the ONI Concordiat. I have detected several communications signals, and I have activated automatically. Identify yourselves, your purpose, and, if known, your status with the Concordiat. Please respond as soon as possible.

The AS transmitted this message in the clear, and awaited a response, processing its sensory data and analyzing the situation to the best of its abilities. Abilities which were quite limited.

~Tag for later

They want you to go aboard their ship, I do not recommend it, not until we get a diplomat up from Earth.
How hard can it be, I should be able to manage by myself.
NO, I forbid it.
You couldn’t forbid an orange, now let me go or I’ll neglect to have your next nutrient intake scheduled.
I schedule my own food, you’re staying, or I’ll shut down the Oxygen supply.
Ahh touché, I guess I’m staying then, I suppose we could invite them to Eden…..
Yes invite them to me! I’m ever so bored.
Is Eden lurking in our affinity bond or did you invite him?
Oh a bit of both Angela.
Fine, we will invite them to Eden instead of boarding their ship, are we agreed?
Yip
YES!

Angela looked about the bridge, most of her crew were annoyed and the repeated decision making process not involving them, but that was the problem with Edenist starships, it was mostly just the ship and the captain. Okay guys, I’m going to take them to Eden, you’ll all get to see an alien. Hoping they would cheer up after that she opened up another transmission.

”Minister Junta, I must thank you for your kind invitation, however sadly I do not have the authority in my present position to authorize such a contact, nor do I have the appropriate number of staff. As I’m sure you know, we only hold a crew of fifteen, and sadly we cannot spare anyone, however, if you would please follow me to one of our orbital stations we can accommodate your every wish. A diplomat from our government is currently stationed there, and is anxious to meet with you.

The station named Eden currently has over ten million people living aboard it, the scientific presence on is significant, I believe that an exchange of cultures will be better served aboard the habitat….

They’re going to think your afraid of them.
Will not.
I bet they will, and I bet they will want to see Eden too, but we’re taking a risk here, we should really be informing Earth Gov.
Earth Gov is already aware, Eden will have informed them, and so what, Eden is a sovereign state, what we’re doing is utterly legal.
Hmmmmmmmmmmm.

“sir, we have received a response from the Edenists, they suggest rather then meeting on our ship, we dock at there Super structure”

“Very Well, ill board the Seleucid, hold the fleet back from there station as a precaution and well dock in the destroyer”

Junta boarded a shuttle across to the Scalper Class “Seleucid” and the destroyer immediately began to head towards the Habitat.

“Sir, we are receiving a transmission from a separate group of people calling themselves the concordiat, it appears to be an automated device much like our probe. It is asking for our purpose and affiliation”

“Well, how do you know there separate?”

“They said so.”

“Indeed.”

“Yes….?”

“oh yes, a response. Forward them the following message”

Device of the ONI Concordiat, this is the Sethian Destroyer Seleucid on a diplomatic mission, we would be interested in opening a dialogue with your peoples as soon as negotiations with the Edenists are completed.

The Scalper docked with the habitat, and the diplomat and his congregation of some 100 scientists and sociologists boarded the station, the scientists immediately scrambled out of the airlock to unlock what secrets they could about the edenists from this visit, and the diplomat waited for his edenist counterpart

Sethesh'] “sir, we have received a response from the Edenists, they suggest rather then meeting on our ship, we dock at there Super structure”

“Very Well, ill board the Seleucid, hold the fleet back from there station as a precaution and well dock in the destroyer”

Junta boarded a shuttle across to the Scalper Class “Seleucid” and the destroyer immediately began to head towards the Habitat.

“Sir, we are receiving a transmission from a separate group of people calling themselves the concordiat, it appears to be an automated device much like our probe. It is asking for our purpose and affiliation”

“Well, how do you know there separate?”

“They said so.”

“Indeed.”

“Yes….?”

“oh yes, a response. Forward them the following message”



The Scalper docked with the habitat, and the diplomat and his congregation of some 100 scientists and sociologists boarded the station, the scientists immediately scrambled out of the airlock to unlock what secrets they could about the edenists from this visit, and the diplomat waited for his edenist counterpart

Peoples? We are not peoples. We are machines. I am somewhat disturbed; but this is acceptable. They simply were ignorant. I shall respond.

"The Concordiat will open relations with you, as soon as you find it fit. Send me a message, and I will call the closest Negotiator. Unit 2751 out."