NationStates Jolt Archive

GANN News Desk: ~ Today the Leaders of the Ascendancy Holy Council, knowing the reach of the Republic has drawn many eyes, has decided to offer the first full confernence among the various star empires, at the same time that the Ascendancy has declared the Celebration of Startica, one that will run the course of a month, and be celebrated throughout the Republic, both in Milky Way Core, and the Expanding Galactic Colonies.

In wake of the coming expansion into the so-names Huntaerian Galaxy, the leaders realize that interal commerce within the rRepublic, should be shared with all that wish to enhance their own.

*Camera pan of the Council Chamber*

"While we are more self sufficient of our own regard, we see that others are not as fortunate, and as such, we wish to extend the hand in firendship, in the one way most nations among the stars understand. Commerce..

We invite the leaders of the stars to our Homeworld, where a two week conference will be conducted during our Startica Celebrations, celebrating our many accomplishments, and the dream that is the Gaian Way, in full reality.

We hope that many nations will attend, and help establish a strong union based on economics first, and possibly further down the long road. Those that choose to attend, will be accorded as guests of the Republic for the duration of their stay..

...and see what the bounty of the Republic has given to us, and what is can offer to you all.

The Ascendancy stands ready with arms open." ..said Lord Kerensky himself, declaring Startica to begin on the Full Lunas of White Diamond/Sapphire's three moons, about a month from today.

This is a farreaching step the Ascendancy has decided to take, intent on spreading prosperity to every nation that wishes the same.

This *Bump* is sponsored by the Startica Commerce Board, and the Sake Brewer's Commission.

Have you been made drunk by Sake today? =^^=

This Bump sponsored by the Tofu Vegetarian Council.

Tofu, the other non-white meat.

Tofu, the other non-white meat

heh

IC: THe Stellar Nations will send a represenative to the confrence

I suppose that Krioval will attend the conference as well, though I do not at present know who will be sent as our delegate. What, exactly will be on the agenda?

Director Koro Vartek
Diplomacy and Trade
Armed Republic of Krioval

Gadget Corporation will send along a representative to this conference.

CEO of Gadget Corporation,
Dinar Jetz

To Krioval: Mostly to engage in inital dialoge for the establishment of inter-nation commerce and trade. The inital idea is to spread the concept across the galaxy by having representatives meet each other.

The details will be undertaken when a sense of 'where' to take it is established, as well as where trust lies. This is 'not' an attempt to establish any kind of military alliance, nor to suggest any hostile intent.

Only to push the idea of trade and commerce between realms. This als will hope to engender trust and cooperation, as well as understanding for each other.

Unless a dialoge is established, and this is to all starfarring nations, there is little hope of understanding. It is hoped that cultural exchanges will occur with intent of the same above.

That strength, will bring far greater rewards than conquest 'ever' will.

No one race can domninate, but many races can share in far greater spoils... or achievements what have ye.

We are still idealists, and need the help from more realisim driven nations to achieve a strong balance.

To do this during our Celebrations will also engender a sense of fun during these proceedings.

The Imperial Republic of Nations will send a delegate to this trade conference. It will be a delegate from me, Taledonia, and will arrive in a weeks time.

The ceremony begins with a simple nod of a head..

..and results in the largest space fireworks display ever seen. The fireworks are specially crafted missles that explode and throw massive several kilometer sized version of the norm on Terra.

They occur all around the planet, along with the more normal ones everyone's used to. Not only on White Diamond, but among most of the Core Republic Worlds, as fireworks of all shapes, sizes, colors and patterns mark the beginning of the Celebration of Celebrations..

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GANN News Center: ~ It begins today, the month and a half long celebration, extended to include two new events, the Seraphim National Soccer Team ceremonies, and more, the announcement of the official alliance between Neo Zeta and the Ascendancy.

Here the celebrations will include customs from several Terran style religions and carnivals, as well as a few the Gaians call their own.

The Republic also expects dignataries from several nations to come, with talks intended as previously to extend commerce between several star nations, and hopefully engender futher the same.

( tag for future post)

The delegate from the Resi Corporation watched these fireworks with a measure of interest.
I'll be damned if these Gaians don't know how to impress, he thought to himself, watching the massive flames of the fireworks rip through space. He was glad he got here before the show, he'd have thought his ship was under attack if he was caught in the middle of the display.
His name was Ragnar Nieblson, a man of quite obviously Norse ancestry, an oddity in the Resi Corporation and an even bigger oddity representing it. Most likely it was that simple fact that he was chosen; he was an eye-catcher. He towered at 6 foot 5, with a shock of short, firey red hair covering his head and moving down his face into a well-groomed beard. His almost dated hairstyle seemed in stark contrast with his dark blue business suit, identifying himself as a snappy dresser even by the corporation's rigorous standards.

All this pomp and circumstance made him giddy. It was like a distraction placed in front of the main prize to unnerve you and force you to screw up. It was like candles on a cake, or groupies at a rock concert. Frivolous things like this weren't allowed in the corporation unless the morale of its people was running low, the money that would be spent on fireworks merely wasn't necessary. And it was money that brought him here, after all, the money that the corporation could make if interstellar trade routes were opened to it.

And so, Ragnar waited patiently for the gathering to begin.

The Kriovalian ship arrived at its destination. Normally protocol would have dictated that a subdirector attend a function such as this, but the past strain with Neo Zeta and the Gaian Ascendancy plus the very real danger of screwing this up made it imperative that the Commander himself attend. And so he did, along with the Military and Diplomatic Directors. Darvek, Adele, and Kara would keep the government in working order for the two weeks until the conference ended, if Raijin decided to stay that long.

The fireworks were impressive, but whatever enjoyment was obtained among the Kriovalians was dispelled by the sheer waste of resources. Even on the Festival of the Fighters, when fireworks exploded seemingly for hours, they were planetary displays, and not these massive undertakings. Raijin sighed as he remembered the last meeting with the Gaians. Of course, he had made a pact with Xenonier during the talks, but the Gaians were nearly implacable when it came to their version of "idealism". It would be a long two weeks.

The Resi and Krioval parties were directed through IFF directional beacons to head to the Capital City of Jurai`alheim. There several parties of specially organized greeting parties would meet each arrival.

There was no list of how many guests would arrive, as the Gaians hoped many would come. As a result, the Palace Tree was prepared for thousands of guests.

As for the fireworks displays, the star traffic was diverted through a few narrow approach cooridoors to prevent damage to vessels. However a decent shield screen would make a vessel immune to the space-fireworks.

..blast effect anyway, can't say the same for the blinding flashes if one exploded close.

Jayce was already there enjoying the fireworks. Not to long ago he was fighting for the wave then agianst it. Now tho he was happy and back to normal... well almost. Aura was by his side she never seemed to leave his side anymore.

Jayce had much on his mind. He needed to make this allience stroung. Nova Zeta was now getting more aggressive by the day. It and its Dominion Axis were a major threat worse then the wave. Jayce knew he would have to tell the Gaians about Nova Zeta soon that is if Nova Zeta hasnt already met one of the Gaians ships.

"Traffic control?" Kiv asked, a wry smile forming. "It's as if they don't remember us."

"They will soon," Raijin replied. "Activate..."

"...Dimensional drive active." Koro was already plugging coordinates. "And away we go."

The ship disappeared for a fraction of a second only to reappear at the designated location. In its own way, the irresistable force was approaching the immovable wall. Kriovalian defiance and Gaian idealism. Whether they could truly coexist was to be seen.

"This is Commander Raijin Dekker of Krioval. We have arrived."

"What do you mean we don't have clearance to land?" the comms officer on the SDT Peaceful Rift said to traffic control, "we are the delegation of the Armed Republic of The Serene Death, and if you don't let us land you'll understand why we're called the 'Armed Republic'!"

The traffic controller mumbled something about 'backwater nations getting uppity' before sending the coordinates for the IFF beacons to guide the small, unassuming transport down to the trade conference.

"Problems?" asked a person behind the comms officer. He turned around to see the Commerce Dominar smiling slightly at him.

"No ma'am. We should be there in a few minutes barring problems."

"Good," she says as she turns and heads back to the passenger cabins. "This should be an interesting meeting."

I extend my hand in friendship to the Gaians and will attend the conference in person. It will also give me the opportunity to take a holiday from the situation in my country at present.

I shall leave at the first notice of acceptance of this proposal.

President T.R. Cairo
Presidential Castle
Neptune City, Magna Cartman Colony

A small but luxurious craft slid slowly back into realspace, fading into sight just outside the orbit of the Gaian planet below. It was sleek and bone-white, with the black symbol of the Legitimate Traders Guild painted large on the side. The vessel was decorated with gold, and the hull was polished to a reflective surface. Light played off it, forming rainbows across the armour.

Inside, Anton Koth, head of the LTG, reclined in a velvet high-backed chair. He twirled an ornate dagger in his hand, then casually flicked it into the air. He caught the tip on one finger, then laid it on the table next to him. He got up and stretched out like a tired but predatory cat, then crossed the floor to the pilot.

"Will we arrive soon?"
"Yes, Sir. We are in the system and are about to contact the landing authorities."
"I don't like dealing with them. You can do it."
"Aye, Sir."

Anton turned around, then strode back to his chair. Meanwhile, the Captain opened a channel to the surface.

"Greetings. This is the Interstellar Yacht Velvet Glove, requesting permission to land. We come from the Legitimate Traders Guild, and are bringing Guild Leader Anton Koth to a trade conference. We apologise for not sending a message ahead of us.

Thank you."

"What is this, 'trade'?" H2-8785 asked curiously, reading over the intercepted and decoded transmissions.

"Some native organics of this planet once engaged in similar activities," H2-50 told H2-8785. "A handful of organics have evolved to a system similar to our own, but for the most part many act on their basic instinct of greed. Trade is to do with this ever-persistent greed. As an example, please suppose monotronium alloy is in demand, that I have a large stockpile, and you need some. Ordinarily I would simply inquire as you why you required the material and then give it to you. If we were organics, I would demand that you give me something in return, referred to as a 'payment'. Usually, this payment would be worth more than the substance you were exchanging it for. Many organics use a system of currency, which is representative of a certain value."

"That is inefficient," H2-8785 said. "How does everyone benefit from such an exchange?"

"Invariably everybody does not benefit from such an exchange," H2-50 said, pressing some buttons on a nearby computer console. Its thin metal fingers went so fast a human eye could see only a blurr. "Organic societies are generally structured in a hierarchy. Those whom are successful in exploiting other organics stand at the top with more raw materials than they actually require. Those whom are not successful in exploiting other organics are beneath the successful ones, lacking the basic raw materials they need to provide their neural nets with power. Nobody ever said all organics were efficient, H2-8785."

"How does such a structure survive?" H2-8785 asked.

"I do not know, but it does," H2-50 said, mimicking a shrug. "I would hypothesis that the more enlightened organics which have adopted a system similar to our own end up supporting the greedy ones."

"I see," H2-8785 said. "What are you doing?"

"I am entering the transmissions into the central database for future reference," H2-50 said as it finished hitting keys.

"Why are you not using your interface?"

"My interface has suffered some damage and I have not yet had time to report to maintenance to have it treated," H2-50 said.

"Are we not going to act on this transmission we have intercepted?" H2-8785 asked.

"Short of becoming organics and developing our own sense of greed there would be no purpose in trade," H2-50 said. "We have all the resources we presently require via our planetary deconstruction efforts on X-472819419-B and ZZIIQ-581285."

"Maybe the organics have resources we were not aware existed, resources we could utilise to improve our own efficiency?" H2-8785 suggested.

"It would be more resource efficient for us to simply find out what it is and create our own version," H2-50 said.

"How can we gather enough information to create our own version if we do not have a sample to study?" H2-8785 asked. H2-50 looked up, and turned its head to look at H2-8785 curiously. Its blue eyes dimmed slightly as it wondered if there was a Mykonian word for 'pwned'.

"Very well," H2-50 said. "Request that one of the ship units allow for a crew to go aboard and travel to this greed festival. I will signal ahead. Organics do not enjoy people appearing inside their territory unannounced."

"I will attempt to find an empty ship willing to take us," H2-8785 nodded. "But they are not common now that exploration is encouraged."



H2-50 prepared a basic audio file of his own voice.
Greetings, I am H2-50. Mykonians will be coming to your event to assess potentially useful 'purchases'. I believe this is the correct word for the activity of acquiring materials for a fee. We will depart when we find a ship willing to take us. Good day.

He sent it through the interdimensional communications array in raw binary, as was normal for them, and aimed it at the source of the transmission; the Gaian Ascendancy.

In the meantime, H2-8785 managed to find a bored, new battleship in orbit of Mykonia; MBB2-128. It had just finished its post-construction health checks and had no crew, no assigned mission, and no hobbies to be getting on with. It was happy to carry a crew for this mission.

High Priest Kristof Heinrich adjusted his ceremonial red robe and stepped out of his compartment.

Greetings, Captian. He pulsed the thought through the ship.
Admiral. We are arriving. The captian responed almost immedietely. Besides being one of the highest officals of the Holy Empire of Alan, Heinrich was the Admiral of the Intergalactic Alanian Fleet

Bloody trade confrence. I don't want to...

"Sir, we're here."

Farce, who had arrived several days before the beginning of the ceremony, watched as another firework exploded in the sky. He watched the bright lights with a sort of glazed over look, then shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Conference should be starting soon," he said to himself, and began walking through the city. He noticed a person who looked as if he was a government employed official (Police? Trafficker? Not sure what to put) and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but would you know where the trade conference is being held?"

((OC- Dang, I'm going to have to be general in responses, trying to respond to each nation individually would take too long for each response. Hope everyone bears with me.

..and remember I am 'not' snubbing anyone if I miss somebody, and trust me, I'm not perfect, as Mykonians put 'organics'. ))
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Essentially the same message of arrival was given to all the various arrivals. The one the Serene Death delegation got, was an appology response with where to land.. apparently the IFF database was confusing theirs for an enemy for some reason. (..there 'are' those out there..) ..but the situation was cleared up quickly.

When they all landed, one format or another, the greeting parties consisted of two Gaian Shinto maidens or priests, an Ascendant, an Angelic (either a simple Messenger or architypical winged humanoid.) and a Krystallian (their glassy bodies made the fireworks reflect off them with a strange beauty.

The greeting was practiced and standard for the dignitaries, with some parts meant for special races or civilizations with worries about diplomatic snafus.


"Welcome to our homeworld honored guests. Do know that the actually Conference will take place two days from this night of fireworks. You will know when it is time, for each of your guest chambers within the Palace will notify you.

For those that are special cases such as living vessels and such, special chambers have been molded from the Tree to match your specific needs, based on standard data retrieved from your respective goverments. This only consisted of basic needs of sustience and care, as well as for special culinary diets or atmospheric needs. There are even chambers and devices constructed for those with totally different environments, and/or special inorganic needs.

Do know we cannot meet 'every' need or special case except on a pure case by case basis, and will accomidate as best we can to any situation that stands out from the norm. However that level of care will be as equal to all other races and civilizations of such tender bents, so as to not insult any race or civilization here. Our intent is to create a truly homogenous climate of trust here, and that 'all' civilizations and races here will feel the same.

Your hosts hope this will be reciprocated by all dignataries when the Conference comes. As for tonight, all your nations will be free to explore this world and even this Tree to your hearts content.


The last part included the entire Fleet including Ascendant Class A-SSDs, the Palace Hikari Tree Alcove, right down to the War Room, Council Chambers, and with warning, the Council Family chambers themselves as well.

If it's Gaian, for the duration of Startica, it was open for inspection.

Meanwhile the fireworks displays were now being joined by grouping of carnival complexes that were literally popping up through the lush forests in the mute darkness. All they needed was souls to join in and have fun.

When the various parties finally recieve their rooms after travelling through the long hallways (or from outside if prefered/required), each the size of a small mansion in interior size, averaging 200 square meters per chamber (and well decked if anyone read the EWT thread I'm in...) They also are well stocked with data Padd pamphlets and holo terminals with multiple input portal types and external power outlets. (..yes even 120v AC..)

There's also a deliberate suprise for all the guests in their assigned chambers.

A special gift basket filled the flavors and comforts of home, as well as a single holo-pamphlet with the following message:


:: ~ The Startica Ball is scheduled for tomorrow, this event is optional, however the Council Lords will be there in person. Attire of course is formal, but if you need assistance please contact the Formal Wear Department on your holo-terminals.

The Council Members can be reached at any time, but do give a specific need, and be prepared in case other delegate recieves attention before yours. Be assured that there is 'plenty' of time to reach their highnesses in the interm. ~ ::


But as a last, there are messages specifically meant for three specific nations:

~ Neo Zeta
~ Xenonier
~ Krioval

They are asked when they are settled to come see their highnesses in the Hikari Alcove.

The tone of the message is rather important.

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Meanwhile several Folds occur near White Diamond Luna-II...

..several very important ones.

Emperor Jayce already being settled in headed for the Hikari Alcove. He was followed by Aura,Jessica and Albedo.

He wondered what was going on. He was hopeing it would be good news and not bad news. But he was ready for anything.

"Great. Another lecture on idealism. Just what I didn't come to this for," Raijin grumbled. "There any good reason you didn't leave me back home?"

"Well, Valiyos, imagine what would have happened, me here, without you, and with an almost-exact look-alike. Now what would have stopped temptation?" Kiv asked, grinning.

Raijin refused to give the desired response, instead choosing to say, "The thought of what I'd be doing with Darvek if I found out. And I bet Koro keeps a secret as well as I do."

The aforementioned Diplomatic Director looked at the other two men. "Guys, can we get the hell going? Gods." Koro began to walk in the direction of the Hikari Alcove, the Commander and Kiv following quickly.

OOC: Has Xenonier been TG'd about this already?

((OC- Actually I was hoping they would see the post and join in. Call it all a message of convinence prepared before hand before knowing who was here..

..weak yeah, but hey.. =^^= ))
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When the Krioval and Zetan groups entered the Alcove, the chamber was quite muted from it's bright format during the Wave crisis. The Trees are a bluish glow of light rather than a full brilliance.

Aleaic is at the entrance platform, looking at a holo of the Dimensional Chamber that was extracted from the secret mission a few days ago. When they are close enough, Aleaic asks.. "Anyone know what this is?" ..which compromises his greeting. His tone is actually quite reserved.

Jayce stoped for a moment and said

" Where did you get that.... We have records of such things but we thought them long ago. The only ones we know who even have anything like that are..." He stoped befor saying what he was going to ( The Dominion)

" Dose it work?"


OOC: Just random Info The Dominion is diffrent from Nova Zeta. They formed the Dominion Axis but arnt in this Diminsion. Thus is how they would have somthing near what this is but not the same. I will explane that later on. I am too lazy tonight XP.

Koro spoke first. "I would guess it's some sort of arcane device over which yet another war will ultimately be fought. And Krioval will probably be dragged in, yet again, without knowing what we're facing, only to end up on the sidelines."

Raijin nodded his approval. "Kid learns fast. But please," he continued drily. "Don't leave us in suspense."

(OOC: Just FYI, that's completely IC, and as such doesn't necessarily represent my OOC views of the wave stuff, which was actually interesting)

Aleaic replies... "Actually it was ancient when the Ascendants were still ways away from Ascending.

As for the war bit, no.. no war. It will be destroyed after we learn only what we wish from it. Essentially the ability to jump between dimensions and create dimension pockets. We've been told by the Ascendants that we could concievable create dimensonal fortresses to stockpile military power within. Such could be useful when we one day become the Guardianship."

Aleaic then has the device shut off. "...but that's for a day eons from now. But when one must plan."

Aleaic then waves his hand for someone to approach from behind the Zetans and Kirovalans..

..as Lord Ackronus enters the chamber, as does Arch-Angel Evanalon, the the ten foot and six-foot five beings eminate strong auras. The Avian Lord approaches towards the center of the three groups, as the Arch-Angel falls behind a touch.

Ackronus then speaks.. "(( ~ Greetings Masters of Krioval, and to you from Zeta. ~))" ..with a bow of his large avian head.

Aleaic then asks simply... "Who the hell are these Nova Zetans? My forces encountered them while trying to extract this thing.." ..pointing to the holo-device.. "..from a supposedly neutral world. The fact they sound too dang much like the name of an ally strikes me as a worry..

..worse when I'm told they use the Dark Side of the Force." ..he puts with a nod. "..and yes I'm 'fully' aware of what it all is.

..some 'real' information would be nice, concerning it sounds like this 'alliance' is acting like a threat to us all."

Nova Zeta and Neo Zeta were once one giant empire. 812 years ago their was a empire called The Humankind Empire of Zeta. It size was massive it ruled many worlds. It got so big infact one day The Emperor Brent split the Empire in half Nova Zeta getting the rich and Industry powerful half as well as the capital Nova. While Zeta got the back water systems. Soon both had a decline but Nova Zeta stoped its fall. However Zeta lost all its sytems in time to one point 64 years ago only holding two systems. Since i took over and named our half Neo Zeta we have expanded back into what was once our terrtory.

Nova Zeta however feels its time to Reform The Humankind Empire Zeta. Under their rule of course.

They have also allied with The Dominion Axis. Lead by the Dominion or its old name that you may know Darnassus. It is in Another Dimintion but can creat gates to send ships threw as the please. They are powerful and i wouldnt dare upset them. For 8 months now i have been.......in talks with The Dominion Axis. I was hopeing to avoid a war with them at all cost.

The Members are as Followed

1 The Dominion
2 The Breen
3 Cardassian Union
4 The Gorn Republic
5 The Fedral Union
6 The Empire of Nova Zeta

The Dominion is ruled by a race that no one that i know of outside of The Dominion Axis has met. They Creat races to serve a role. Some for Diplomatic Missions that race would be made to be great at those.

A race made for war ect ect... Also the have races they have taken over.

They are a awsome power if all their fleets attacked at once Neo Zeta would not stand a chance. Hell If just one of the members attacked we would only have a 40% chance of winning.

"Thank you for the welcome. Now for Krioval's response to all of this." Raijin's brow furrowed, and even Kiv inhaled sharply. "First, we do not yet trust you. That is not to say that we don't think your motives are pure. They are, and our previous encounters bear this out. Yet you seem to drag interstellar crises home like a loyal cat, depositing the decapitated mouse-heads of upcoming war on our pillow, or home systems." Raijin was good at many things, but the Commander's ability to use metaphor was legendary in its way. Kiv marshalled a defense.

"What the Commander is saying is..."

And in came Koro. "...That I was right earlier. You have an arcane device, the procuration of which is leading to a war." Unlike Raijin, the Diplomatic Director was very matter-of-fact. "This is a sticking point in our relations, you need to understand. Krioval can't be getting involved in every problem in the galaxy, especially when the problems involve antiquarian technology that rightfully should be destroyed."

"Kid's right again," the Commander said, sighing. "Look, I don't mean disrespect. In fact, if I didn't respect you, I'd just sit here and nod my head, and ignore you later, ya know." He scratched his forehead. "As one with intimate knowledge of divine beings," he continued, with a look toward Aleaic, "there's a limit to be set. We're fast reaching it, and like Lord Koro said, there's no chance at solid relations between our powers so long as these tendencies continue." He paused, struggling to remember one last bit of pertinent information. "And I'm surprised that you haven't mastered dimensional travel yet. We managed it in three years. What's taking so long, and why does some ancient device need to be used when a trade partner already has the technology you'd like to develop?"

A large, strange ship rippled into view in space near where the trade conference was supposed to take place. It had apparently no aesthetic qualities incorporated into its modular hull. Everything on it served a practical purpose, and little else. Still, it behaved almost as though it were alive, and parts of its hull moved as it changed configuration for normal flight.



Four humanoid robots materialised in a fairly quick swirl of bright white light. They were a dull silver in colour, and although rather slender they appeared to be fairly sophisticated; none of their inner workings were visible beneath their outer protective shell. Their heads were smooth, and had no apparent features other than two, wide, glowing blue eyes, which sometimes shut off and on again as though they were blinking. Two of them appeared to have been upgraded for combat; it had heavy armour plating all over its body, including its head, and what appeared to be weapons fitted to their wrists.

One of the 'normal' robots nodded and waved its skinny hand in the air, trying to mimic greeting methods of many organic lifeforms across the galaxy it had seen, without realising that the hand wave was an informal greeting.

"Greetings!" it said. "I am H2-50." He pointed at the other unarmoured unit beside him. "This is H2-8785, a unit who has filled the role of my assistant." He gestured at the two armoured robots. "That is H2-148185, and H2-200734. They are members of the Mykonian militia, and are here to protect us should anything go wrong."

He pointed up in the sky, and held up a datapad with a still image of their battleship on it.

"That is MBB2-128," H2-50 continued. "It very kindly offered to bring us here. Please treat all of us equally, for we are all equal. I am merely the elected voice of the Mykonian Unity. Now, we are very eager to learn of this trade conference and what is available for acquisition here.
"Two days, you say? That is acceptable. We would very much like to explore this 'place'; it is most different to the conforming, aesthetically lacklustre metal structures we have. But is there anything MBB2-128 can be getting on with in the meantime? It will not require much. Some stellar phenomenon to study will usually satisfy the interests of most ships for a while."

Anton looked around his chamber. It had been a long and tiring walk, but so far everyone had been very hospitable. The fireworks were still going off outside, splashes of colour across the night sky, but Anton had had a long flight and he was tired. He lay down on the bed, his eyes already closing. The ball the next day sounded interesting, and he would definitely be there.

As soon as he was asleep, the pilot slipped out of the door and headed for the fireworks. He was going to have fun, even if the boss wasn't.

OOC: When is this trade confrence going to start?

OOC: I think that the "secret" talks maybe should go in a separate thread, and "flexible time" be invoked to have both those talks and the rest of the conference go forward. Just a thought.

Letter from the Office of President Cairo, MC

We regret to inform the GA that president Cairo will be unable to attend the conference. He is required in his nation at present.

Unfortunately, we can not spare a delegate to send to the conference. Hopefully we can open up trade in the near future.

Rakeesha Mitchell
Aide to the President

((OC- I hope everyone's been reading up through the previous posts along the way, otherwise GadgetCorp woulda realized that a massive futuristic living chamber would have well 'stocked' food replicators and a decent sized kitchen each.

..guys, use some imagination and rp however you like until rp elements 'say' it's time for the conference. As for the 'seperate bit' forget it, One thread for it all will do. It's a large world to do other side stories in, as Krioval suggested to me in a TG. =^^= ))

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The Mykonians recieved the same messages and greeting as the rest ((OC- check ten posts back..)) and were shown their chambers as well, the others were essentially left to their own devices to explore the planet for the next two days until the Conference..

..one if any attended the Ball a day from now that is.

The Magna_Cartman reply given was one of regret and hope for a chance to come when time gave providence.

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Meanwhile Aleaic responded back to the Kriovalans rather directly. "Is it your intent to treat us as childen that have no idea of what we are doing in anything resembling a sentiment you will relate to?

It seems no amount of trust will get past your mindset of a rather stringent cynicism. You accuse us of idealism, hence we can accuse you of the polar opposite. You see us as a nation like you expect from other nations and such is plain unfair.

I was the one that wanted this Conference, because I am SICK of distrust run rampant in this Universe. Indeed one cannot change all overnight, but with time, influence can alter the grains even the hardest stone. And I have the luxury of patience in that regard.

As for the distrust of secrets.." Aleaic hands a holocube over to Raijin. "...that containt 'every' secret of the Asendancy to date, knowing of two things..

..one that techonological secrets tends to create jealousies, while parity tends to create stability.

..and two, we intend to gain your trust even if I end up with a condition that requires an Eon's worth of Paxil.

You are NOT expected to be here to solve every situation for us. All I have asked you here for this Conference, is to gain trust. Nothing else...."

Aleaic then looks at Jayce. "As for this 'immense' alliance, do realize that there are 'larger' single nations out there, if Lord Ackronus has informed me correctly.

...some spanning several Universes in size of territory. We all here and this Dominion are still small beans in the greater schemes of Existence. Even an entity that large has weaknesses, and i suspect greed is their most tatamount weakness. They 'can' be deal with in ways other than pure warefare. Hence another reason for this Conference."

Aleaic then says generally. "If I'm an idealistic son-of-a-bitch, then I;m guilty beyond all measure to extricate from. In fact, that is the core reason I am who I am today, and a driving force of an empire as vast as yours are.

This Conference will eventually lead to an alliance none have ever seen before, and one that will engender a trust no one here can completely fathom yet. What I 'need' desperately to create the deam to a reality, is what you bring to the table my friends..

..our idealism.. your Kriovalan realism.. your Zetan drive, and every other trait that has appeared amid our universe and reality for as long as Existence has been in place.

Not only the good even, but the bad and the hideously ugly as well.

It will take 'all' of that to create this vision into a reality, and this Conference is the first of many foundations to reach that point. One of many horrible and painful trials along the road to that point, and after, a magnitude of order uncalculable in multiplier beyond. But know when that day comes, every entity, nation, and soul that agrees to take this path, will have my hand and I will call them brother and sister, by a blood truth.

For above all else, I seek unity in this universe. A REAL unity. One where no nation, and no soul is called weak, and is not looked down upon. A true realm of equality that even the darkest elements of such an alliance would be hard pressed to not be proud of." Aleaic calms his tone...

..I say this.... because I have seen the Balance in my mind. I feel the light and the dark in harmony, and I cry, knowing that it is possible to do the same with those born from the stuff of stars.

I cry for our races, for we do not realize and fight against, what the Balance does to magnificently. It agrees where Entropy and Creation compete, and coexist. It says when a star dies, and other is born.

Is knows when a mortal is supposed to die, and when one is born.

It knew our history before we did. All of time is seen by the living Balance, and has it's own complete history to look upon, not of this time, but timelines seperate of ours, ones of entire universes of being all their own, all around us like their own dimensions, and where they exist behind, ahead, and beside our own timeline. Our Balance exists beside so many others, in so many ways, in Balance with it all.

I cry, because we fight against the nature of the Balance, and all it's wisdom."

Aleaic stops and sighs for a bit. "...and 'that' is why I am idealistic. I only listen to what already is 'pure' idealism, as much as pure logic, pure discord, pure hatred, pure everything else you can think of, in dimensions of their own regard.. everything a 'pure', and everything in a Balance...

..and everything ideal on it's own account. A 'living' account mind you.

Living... and beyond my ability to ever match it.

But by my goddess and everything I love so dear, I will damn well try to ensure a future as close to the 'idealism' I am accused of.

And for that, I will be dammed if this Dominion will ruin such a dream, and i will be dammed if this Conference will be a faliure."

Aleaic looks level at the Kriovalans and Zetans. "I ask for your help, here and now to one day make this all come true. One by 'your' hand, as much as mine. No expectation...

...and damn well no leaning on any individual nation or soul that agrees to try.

If Zetan is attacked, the Gaians 'will' aid. If Krioval is attacked, Gaians 'will' aid. If Xenonier is attacked, Gaians 'will' aid. If Woodian is attacked, Gaians 'will' aid. If anyone else is attacked, Gaians 'will' aid. Logisitcally yes that is impossible even for us, but we will aid in one way or another, period."

Aleaic then stops... then looks at Raijin simply.. "As for that last question, the intent was to gain it anyway one way or another. The real intent was to keep such a device out of unknowing hands.

The device is unexpectedly 'easy' to operate and render entire dimensonal sectors sterile. Would 'you' want a byproduct of an ally to be used against your will, and be blamed for the result because you didn't act when you had the chance?

..besides, Ascendant technology needs to be back with it's caretakers, or at least until it's destroyed.

And if you want to trade such technology to us, name your price. I wouldn't expect such lofty tech to be free, nor will we accept the same. This 'is' a trade conference after all."

Aleaic then adds one more tid bit. "...though for us is double talk, but we intend to give each nation's delegate, a copy of our 'entire' technology base for each nation to call their own. Whether this is reciprocated is up to the individual nation. But the intent is clear..

..we 'will' be trusted, and hence become a polarization for great things. And through us, 'every' nation will benefit. That I swear on my blood. And if even after that aggression occurs, we have 'other' ways of replying, to enusre stability is maintained.

..I intend my words to come whole and true, one way or another.

Aleaic then finally stops.

...then asks with a silly tone.. "Was that over the top to you?" ..and smiles.

Evanalon and Ackronus just look at each other in warily reaction.

Jayce was impressed at the speech but he was in away scared by it

" Aleaic you speak the same words of The Dominion. They speak of unity. They speak of all nations joining hands. Unlike you tho they are willing to force this unity on others. I beg you dont take The Dominion lightly. They are very powerful and have the same goal of you. "

Jayce then smiled "But i will be damned if they will force Neo Zeta into their version of unity."

Raijin looked at the Gaian leader. "Aleaic, you ask whether we treat you like children. Krioval treats other nations based on how they act. You may do with your technology as you will. It is none of Krioval's affair. I will not undermine my nation's citizens by selling them out, however. I must worry that you will give my technology, should I sell it to you, to every other nation..

"In the grander scheme of things, however, yes, we are cynical people. We have every reason to be. The path to the seventy-five hells is fortified with the good intentions of people far better in spirit than myself. Yet many of their failures brought about destruction and devastation that I refuse to ever see again. I was called here for a conference on trade. That is what I intend to discuss. If this entire thing was meant to be a discussion on military alliance, I will disappoint you these two weeks, even if it is put to the conference as a whole. In short, I will not be subjugated by your vision, however grand and unitive. Many other, and I daresay more focused, individuals have tried and fallen. We can discuss this privately after the conference begins. I need to prepare."

Aleaic responds first... "I did not realize anything I said had the word 'forced' in any of it.

..as for failing."

Aleaic then turns around and walks directly to the Hikari Tree on the entrance platform. He then has a blade dagger of pure light form in his hand. As he approaches it.. "Forgive my dramatics.."

..and then takes the blade in his right hand, and slashes his left palm deep and open. For a guy that hates the sight of hos own blood, and even once fainted during a routine family doctor check involving a blood draw, this is 'extreme' for him.

The blood drips and flows freely and a good bit upon the marble and white stone surface of the platform.

He then smears the cut hand upon the glowing trunk of the Tree. The light actually makes the blood 'sizzle' off into a strange pale blue 'smoke'.

"I swear two things upon the blood of this Tree, since words are not convincing.

One, that this idea of Unity will 'not' fail, and nor will it be imposed in any shape or form upon any being or soul, so long as I exist.

And two..

...that every act and guesture done, in any form wheterh of myself, or in my name, will have accounability. 'Every' fact of this extends to every concievable ideal... every fact.. every advance.. every 'anything' falls under this.

..and if there be a mistake or advantage taken against another in response, no matter how contrived the route and result, we will make amends to see that justice is done to rectify the mistake, in 'anyones' name invloved with our own.

...and no matter 'how' long it takes. A day or an Eon, the repair will be mended.

..in my blood I swear in truth."

Aleaic turns around and strides back to the others, letting the bleeding continue for a bit as his Hikari Power heals him gingerly on his own whim.

He imparts at the end. "This is no military alliance. This is an alliance of evolutions, and not one intended to begin immediately. I could take days.. years, in an age that sees nomralcies alien to us here.

It's the Balance that's the most important factor. It is by that I make my oaths."

Aleaic finishes.. "..and I said 'Gaian' technology. I also said the option of choice was to the others to reciprocate. Obviously if your technology is traded to us, then gained by other parties, their acts become our own, and we would rectify 'any' ill act used in response."

Aleaic then holds out his still bloody hand. "If you want to shake on that, I am willing milords and ladies."

"We will see," the Kriovalian Commander said, simply.

" The Dominion has said these same words to me befor wanting me to join. However unlike them i can feel your heart and soul behind these words."

Jayce steps up and shakes Aleaics hand.

" We accept your idea of unity"

Aleaic nodded and shook saying... "Mind the blood..."

..then he looks at it with a queasy tone. "Gee I overdid this huh?" ..waving it as it fully heals with.. "Owwie it stings.."

Jayce laughs " I have growns use to the sight of my own blood. I am a warrior after all"


Jessica in the mean time had gone to the tree kikyo to sit by it. She talked to kikyo about her fears and hope of the future.

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Outside the orbit of the Gaian homeworld a diminsion gate opened. Five ships came threw. Four had never been seen befor but one was a Nova Zeta ship. a message was sent from the largest it just so happened to be a Dominion Battleship.

A man with black hair and long ears that ran on the side of his head and gray eyes spoke.

We are members of The Dominion Axis. We come in Peace and wish to join in these talks. The following nations come as members of The Dominion Axis. The Dominion, The Cardassian Union,The Breen, The Gorn and Nova Zeta. We hope to open trade and insure peace.

However The Dominion always had a hidden motive behind all their actions


( OC: Dont worry they will not be aggressive. They are just going to try to get support and "promise" they dont wish to start any wars)

((Heheh, sorry, missed that bit))

Farce wandered the chambers, walking from room to room. Finding himself hungry, he began searching for the kitchen. Walking down a flight of stairs and through a door, he found himself in a broom closet. "Nope," he said, starting out the door. After about ten minutes, he finally found the kitchen, walking up to a Food-O-Matric brand food materializer. Pressing a few buttons on the sceen, he ordered a sandwich. After several clicks, the machine spat out a pie, which hit him in the face, splattering his clothes. "Trust the Food-O-Matric company to make rogue lunches," he said, picking up a towel, conveniently placed by the machine, and wiping off the splut. Once again, he entered his order for a sandwich. Out came a small furry hairball which bit him before running off. Five tries and two pairs of clothes later, he finally had his sandwich, and returned to the sleeping quarters in the chambers. Hopping onto the bed, he picked up the remote, flicking on the holoconsole (holoterminal?), absently flipping through the thousands of channels.

Anton awoke sweating and staring up at the ceiling with wild eyes. He pulled himself up, trying to banish the dreams he had had the previous night. He had dreamt of the Battle of Juno, that bloody smear on his memory. He remembered every last detail, the heat on his face from the artillery shells, the thunder of armoured transports, the weight of his armour. He remembered the death as well, smelling it on the air. And he had killed that day, enemies falling before his gun and sword in dozens. He had leapt, spun, slain, and he had revelled in it.

It was the killing grounds of Juno where he had made his name, planting his banner at the top of the hill, and then raining death on the city beyond. And then he heard the familiar voice of the young captain as he ordered the deaths of the populace...

His hand went to his sword, gripping the handle tightly. Was this guilt he was feeling at his part in the massacre? He dropped the lethal-edged blade. No, it wasn't guilt. But what it was, he wasn't sure. He reached over to the bedside table for his pills. Popping one into his mouth he split the casing and allowed the powder inside to run down his throat. Then he was hit by a jolt so powerful that he almost fell out of his bed. The feelings had gone, and he was peaceful again.

ooc: Just giving you a little of Antons background there, which you don't know ICly. Once I get established, these snippets will start making sense.

The Mykonians followed their hosts to their chambers. The two soldier units automatically took up point and rear positions, running active scans of the local surroundings.
When they reached the chambers, one of the soldier units stayed outside. It stood beside the entrance, perfectly motionless. If its eyes weren't glowing a dull blue, it would have appeared dead. Though, it was running active scans for lifeforms constantly.
The other soldier followed the two civilian units inside, and took up a position at the rear of the largest room. It too became motionless. H2-50 meanwhile sat down and went into a trance of some sort, while it analysed various thousands of different topics.

H2-8785 kept clicking random buttons on the food replicator, making various forms of food appear, before putting them to one side and clicking buttons once again.

"H2-8785, what are you doing?" H2-50 asked simply, stirring from its 'meditation'. "I sincerely hope that the factory which created you did not forget to incorporate the fact that you are incapable of digesting food into your programming."

"I do not intend to eat it," H2-8785 said, holding up something which appeared to be a slice of cake in front of his eyes. "I intend to study it."

"You and I operate on wholly different instruction sets," H2-50 said, dismissing the whole subject.

"I hope to learn how organics turn this," H2-8785 held up the cake. It then pointed down to its chest, where its power source should be, hidden beneath the thick metal skin. "Into this."

"It is a simple chemical process," H2-50 said. "Now stop wasting their food."

"I do not think it is real food," H2-8785 said, putting its head inside the small alcove. "I would have to dismantle it to be sure, but this appears to be a matter synthesiser..."

"Whatever it is, stop wasting it," H2-50 said. "You have more than enough samples for analysis." H2-50 pointed at a nearby table, which was piled high with random samples of food from halfway across the galaxy. Most of it cakes and sweet desserts. "Just how many different types of food do think organics are capable of producing? I am sure you have collected examples from every type of food they have."

"Perhaps you are correct," H2-8785 said. "I shall halt my sample-gathering for the time being..."

H2-8785 stepped away from the replicator and looked at the 'bounty' it had created. It was probably enough to rot away the metal structure of a Mykonian, let alone somebody's teeth. Assuming the calories didn't turn lethal first.

"What is that?" H2-8785 asked. It pointed at a basket.

"I do not know, I have been otherwise occupied," H2-50 said.

"What is a 'Startica Ball'?" H2-8785 asked after reading through a pad it had found. "It says it is tomorrow."

"Your hypothesis is as unfounded as my own," H2-50 said. "I will put in a request asking about it."

"Organics and their celebrations," H2-8785 commented. "I find them generally discomforting."

"You realise that this entire structure appears to be organic, do you not?" H2-200734 said, from its position at the back of the room. "I am unable to isolate any specific organics due to this. My ability to adequately defend this area has been reduced by 50% as a result."

H2-8785's eyes grew dimmer as it looked down at the floor. It seemed less pleased with walking around now.

"You cannot contract any illnesses from touching organics, H2-8785," H2-50 said, in what almost sounded like a sigh. "Focus on your study of their food. I will ask about this upcoming 'ball'. I was under the impression that such an object was a simple sphere..."

H2-8785 tentatively made its way to a chair and sat down, while H2-50 located a method of communication and asked whomever would respond what this 'Startica Ball' would entail.

A comm beep came from all around the Alcove, with the speakerless voice coming across with from Command Central... ":: Sire, we have recieved a transmission from vessels announcing themselves as the Domnion Axis. ::"

Aleaic looks up instictively and asks.. "Send me the message here.."

A holo with text pops in front of Aleaic readable by all parties present by angle, along with a voice comm of the same..


We are members of The Dominion Axis. We come in Peace and wish to join in these talks. The following nations come as members of The Dominion Axis. The Dominion, The Cardassian Union,The Breen, The Gorn and Nova Zeta. We hope to open trade and insure peace.


Aleaic bites his cheeks for a moment, then nods. "Let them through. If they come in peace, we will treat them as such." Aleaic then looks at the two parties.

"Shall we not greet these personages in person?"

'This is Djehuty of the UEC, we wish to join these talks.' No other communication was broadcasted.

However a burst transmission was sent to the GANN within seconds.

Jayce slowly nods.

" I dont know if this is the best idea but they seem to be peacful right now. Ofcourse they always are untell they see they wont get what they want"

Jessica and Aura look at each other and sigh. They know this could turn into a real mess. Even more so if Naraku and Jayce get near each other. Those two hate each others guts.

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Once The Dominion Axis got word they were allowed in they used their transporter systems and beamed down. Gul' Drake, Diplomate Leena, Loka and Emperor Naraku lead the Dominion Delegation.

They were guarded by ten Jem'Hader troops. These were one of the most feared races in the universe. The stood seven to ten feet tall. There scalls blue. They were created by The Dominion for one thing only. Fighting they were the perfect soldier in every way

Leena looked around and said " A vain planet. They spend so much time with comferts that they dont use the world to its full potential as a industry and military base. However they would make a decent addtion to the Dominion Axis with the guid of the founders"

"The Dominion is really here?" Koro asked.

"Looks that way." Raijin wasn't overly concerned just yet. Which side would prove better for Krioval remained to be determined.

"Probably sucks for us either way," Koro said as sagely as one could, given the vocabulary.

"Yeah. Let's get this thing going. Sooner we're done, sooner we're home."

The Frigate Balmoral waited outside the system for confirmation to jump in and disgorge its Diplomatic party.

I am well aware of the implications of what the Gaians may do here, Cassandra. I'm also aware of certain embarrassing admissions by the Politicians back on A'tuin. I told them to adopt the idea, but they were not quite sure that the nations would adopt the idea. It doesn't matter now, a younger nation has the ambition to do such a thing is invigorating. They may well become a very powerful force in this sector. Better to partake of fortune, instead of reamin on the sidelines forever.

As usual, the damn AI was right.

Cassandra sighed and forestalled any more arguments, awaiting the announcement from Ops.

The UEC transmission is recieved by a bemused News Center, and replayed to Palace Command Central.

The new guests are given the same greeting, same coordinates, same welcome party, and same accomidations and freedoms as the rest of the Conference guests during Startica.

Tolda ya equal as equal could be. =^^=

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Aleaic then simply says... "I'll save us the walk..."

..he then waves his hand in a wiping motion from left to right, which causes a large wall of light to suddenly wrap around the gathering, another form of the Angelhawk Power, as a Globe-wall of light flick-gleams around them, and their view is instantly changed from one of the Alcove, to one of the StarPort where the 'guests' are..

..the Dominion delegates see a gleaming bubble of light flare out of nowhere, and one that collapses away to reveal the travelers from the Alcove.

Aleaic looks at the guests with a neutral eye. Finally..

"Welcome to the Ascendancy, lords of the Dominion." ..with a diplomatic bow.

Nowhere to be seen for some reason, was an Angel God guard.

...there was no such need.

The Dominion Delegation bows slightly. They wernt impressed by much.

Leena said emtionlessly "We come here to start trade and ensure peace. We will also be more then willing to allow members here to join The Dominion if they so please."

Leena then turns to The Jem'Hader

" You arent needed for now"

With that The Jem'Hader beemed back up to the ships.


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Jayce looked right into Narakus eyes and Naraku returned the gaze. All around could see the hate the two had.

Aura and Jessica look at each other and both nod.

" We will take our leave for now untell the talks are ready to start. We hope you all have a good talk"

They grab jayce and for a short time have to drag him befor he gose with out a fight.

The last thing anyone needs is a fight.

The Kriovalians remained in their rooms for the time being. They had no real desire to see the Dominion leader before the conference, and they had less desire to be cajoled into picking a side in what would likely be yet another massive war. Besides, the ability to sell arms to one side or another as the impulse struck had got Krioval to its current point. Barring any major incidents, that would be how it would remain.

"I really wish that Aleaic would convene this meeting. It's unlike the Gaians to keep everybody waiting for so many hours." Kiv was starting to worry, though he had restrained himself from direct telepathic probing. "We don't need a fight. Not here."

Promptly the ship jumped in, and noting the extensive shipdocks, decided to forgo the shuttle landing.

Ten minutes of boring unloading, docking, customs, etc etc...

'Well. This is certainly different.' She shushed herself and walked into the gathering, short blonde hair blazing in the artificial lights.

This Delegate Represents the UEC. Considering that we employ ships as large as Sol-3's moon, I don't think we're going to get much in the way of trouble, to be quite honest with you. Though this is definitely not the welcome I expected. Came Djehuty's voice in her Datalink, as his Avatar looked at her privately with one of those accusatory 'What's going on here??' looks he did so well...

Alpha class Dreadnaughts would never engage any civilisation unless there was great need. I believe they'll treat us with caution, but we came here for profit, not threats. Friendliness, not adversity. I believe a little neutrality when dealing with their guests is wise and suggests there may be more powerful players amongst this assembly. Datalinked the Diplomat, looking at the flood of holograms in amusement.

Aleaic, standing alone, looked simply at the gathered for a moment, then looked at Emperor Nakaru.

"I appologize for the incident between our forces a few days ago, and recognize your claims over the system your forces reside in.

..and...

..at the Conference, the Ascendancy has agreed to join your alliance and will announce this.

But on our terms, ones to be dictated once the Conference begins."

..knowing stunned the gathered, Aleaic then bows graciously, then imparts. "You must excuse me at present, but I am being summoned to another gathering now apporaching."

...at that, he then orders mentally a teleport leap to the Eternal Destiny where the next agreed meeting takes place, between he and the long await arrival of the Inner Sphere leaders, at least those that agreed to the alliance, as well as the nation of the Lyran Commonwealth who was also interested in trade rights with the far reaching Ascendancy.

He even does not care what he leaves behind, only that he 'intended' to create major stirrings with this Conference.

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((OC- After a feew reply posts, I'll run things up to the Trade Conference itself two days later so as to move things along. The Ball will be included for flavor so expect a long post.. =^^= ))

The Domion Delegation one the introduction was done returned to their ships.

They sent a message to the leading founder who was on The Jem'Hader Super Battleship in Dominion Space. The message told of what had happened They got a reply

If they join us then it will be a great thing but in the end it matters not. We have sent our diplomates all over the galaxy and are forming alliences and none aggression pacts every where. If war comes they wont have has much support as they think.


( OC: The Jem'Hader Super Battle Ship is 3/4th the size of Eternal Destiny. The Normal Dominion Super Battleships are 3 times larger then a galaxy class starship just to give you a idea of its size.)

Delegates from the Dominion. Noted the AI.

Is that a real Jem Hadar? They look like tall humans in rubber suits! His eyes subtly calculated the exact amount of force he'd have to apply to snap the mutant's neck. His human friend and colleague knew that look...

Djehuty, think politics, not martial engagement. You are a freeform AI, act your age.

What? Three hundred and fifty six years, nine months, 3 weeks, 4 days, twelve hours, fifteen minutes, fifty nine, no, 16 minutes, 2 seconds? The Avatar rolled its eyes and turned its attention elsewhere.

I may be one of the most respected AIs UEC circles, but outside of it, I have very little to do. I am bored and would gladly accept a political challenge. How very much like a sulky teen the AI seemed to be.

Cherish these few days, I believe they will be taxing and full of age old dispute amongst nations. She sent back, flicking her hair out of her face.

'A ball...?' The Diplomat grinned and was glad she had packed accordingly.

'Indeed. I believe it's an attempt to get the more mild guests to mix. However, I have the sneaking suspicion that all it will do is allow the more ambitious delegates to attempt their own alliances, regardless of the treaty here.' Said the Avatar, uplinked to the major computer network, keeping well away from the security barriers. He was in the guts (quite literally) of the processor, and twitched suddenly, having encountered something quite remarkable lying in the purge files. He kept quiet, and continued to search. Perhaps if the Gaians installed proper AI next time... He had no malice, he was just VERY curious.

'You are such a party pooper. Although I do see the truth in that. Perhaps the Gaians have some trump card they will play at the talks proper?'

'It will have to be one hell of a card.'

'So very dogmatic.'

'Realistic, Cassandra.'

( Bumping for The Gaians.)

Bumping for Gaia.

(bumping)

The Empire of Deatharon would like to send a delagation.

OOC: Yar. :rolleyes:

((OC- Time for a fast forward..))
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*Two days later*

The dawn broke at 0612 Local System time over the easter horizon, where the dawn had shot it's rays from all around the mountain chain behind Jurai`alheim. The glacial snows upon the upper slopes a cold mist that the rays had to fight to shine through. This lent to sunshine across the southern and northern approaches of Sapphire Ocean where the city melded with. The morning gleam on the seas was hidden from the immediate ocean beside the city by the same mountains.

That made for the famous 'halo dawn' effect that ran through most of the warm season here, about half a terran year in length.

As the dawn rose more and more, the souls within were already active as all could be. In fact Startica never really stopped, nor was the other normal duties of the Ascendancy. Star traffic and normal buisness mingled with the continuance of celebrating where it could be stolen by chance. Sometimes no more than a tech nabbing a free pastry from a passer by, or a hover-vehicle that stops to watch an OmniFighter flight doing acrobatic maneuvers while shooting off firework displays.

Those that saw waste and inefficency, wasn't looking at a major factor in the Gaians favor. Happiness.

Where too many realms suffered from cynicism and dour states, living under fear or hate, the Gaian was on par, a very happy lot. Aye, make fun of indeed if must, but that simple emotion gave the Gaians an advantage.

Gaians normally did not need to worry about selfish issues, since resources were byond abundant. Gaians did not live under fear, and could contribute with abandon in any endeavor. Gaians could offer ideas, and that led to education and economic systems not driven by the ills of other realms. Gaians that were happy, 'liked' their lives thanks to the freedom of choice. That freedom also lent readily into their feeling of belonging in their universe, and 'that' lent to a willingness to their duty chosen. Every aspect therefore was usually attended to better by a Gaian as a result.

Obviously, only a non-Gaian, or those not of the Four Races Alliance, would see this either as a weak people, or misunderstood somehow. Course then they'd miss the strong warrior culture 'also' within the Gaian mindset, not one from glory or power, but one of excelling. This made a Gaian readily able to stand by their 'idealism' and act with their hearts.

The five core beliefs and their tertiary anncilliaries also ruled far in the Gaian mindset, and these too were celebrated during Startica. Having been dealt blows and lived to learn from them made the will of the Gaian Way stronger.

Their ability to share however was very much another part of the Gaian mindset, even down to core technologies other nations would only give up if they were dead. The Gaian had a reason for this, and Aleaic had been explaining that to his guests for two days and nights, first during introductions, and later the previous evening of the start of the Gaian Eternity Ball, one that was still going on even now, and would for another week. The cacophany of color and beauty with discussion and drink, mingled with good and horrid dancing ability, was interrupted as the Council prepared to host the Conference itself.

..it would be a three day event, non-stop, mainly with speeches, but also for delegates to come and go as wanted, though the inital greeting speech was expected to be attended by all delegates. Futher discussion was up to the parties present, even for those that arrived after the speech, to give fair chance to 'any' civilization that wanted a chance at any inital agreements wanted.

Obviously it wasn't expected. and 'no' delegate was being forced to agree to anything. The entire endeavor was a chance for all nations to know who and what they were dealing with, as well as create an equal playing field for future events, even those 'far' down the road... years and even decades, centures not even excluded.

This was the seed that the possibility of a grand sphere built on trust was to form from. Many mistakes and even greater tragedies were expected.

But then the tree that has a branch broken off, tends to grow anew in response.

This was that seed of that tree, and t's branches and trunk would grow from this moment on.

The Conference itself would take place in a large meeting chamber outside of the Palace Tree, at the Untiy Center, deliberately named. Inside was a chamber that was deliberately a knock off of the Corusant Senate Chamber complex, though here the delegate hover-platforms were shaped like maple tree leaves, almost a canadian touch, but one that lent to the ultra whitestone white surface walls, and the tree trunk portions that came from a tertiary tree that grew beside the main Palace Tree. The branches and trunks from these trees tended to make natural support beams for many of the newer structures in the city. The whitestone and glasssteel structues melded wonderfully with the ancient diamond and jeweled structures the Ascendants built over the ages.

Here the Conference would begin very shortly, and as a result, activity within the Center was a high pitch, as Gaian and Four Races souls moved about to finish preparations for the Conference. GANN Reporters were also all about, with their numerous media-bots covering more angles that could be easily counted.

Here a new dawn was meant for more than just the scenery.

Jayce awoke from his sleep. He hadnt had much sleep as of late. He had much on his mind.

This meeting ment more to him then just trade and friendship. The future course of his nation lay in this meeting. One side was friendship with the gaians and on the other the power The Dominion offers.

He felt this is his last chance to stop any war. He knew war with Nova Zeta may be immenent. He would face that when the time came.

He wanted Friendship with both The Dominion and The Gaians. They both offered much for Neo Zeta. To be friends with one and enemys with the other would be a horrible lose. But as Jessica and Aura told him many times. Better to be friends with one and enemys with the other,Then be friends of neither and the enemy of both.

The Dawn was infact comeing but what would it lead to for Neo Zeta...

The Deatharon Delagation was giving a message by homeworld command get these peoples friendship or be beheaded in front of the Imperial family.

'Simply beautiful.' Murmured the woman, peering out at the wonderful sunrise in awe. All too often she and her ilk across the galaxy never had the time to see a sunrise. Probably because only twenty percent of their population actually lived on planets.

But again, she really didn't have time to see this one either.

The hoverlimo was a plus, she admitted, as she normally took the teleportals back home. Climbing aboard, along with the Avatar known as Djehuty, she was quite sure that these talks would be... Anything but normal.

"It's like they go out of their way to piss me off." Despite his frustration, Raijin laughed. "Granted, their little 'tech cube' isn't going to waste. So I guess it's not a total loss. A few more lectures on idealism, a few papers signed, and we're headed back."

"That's if the talks ever start," Kiv said, with a knowing smile. "They certainly like to hear themselves speak."

A cough interrupted their conversation. "Can I come in? I mean, you're not..."

"No, Koro, we're not 'doing it'. Get in here."

"Well," the Diplomatic Director said. "If I'd known you were waiting for me..."

Raijin rolled his eyes. "You *are* too much like me. Not necessarily a good thing. Now, did they say when the conference starts?"

Marius The leader of the Deatharon Delegation looked paniced at his aides. The Empire is serious they really want this to work. May the Emperor help me. The Represenative took a look at his guards Imperial Intelligeance agents meant to take him home a hero or kicking and screaming to his execution.

They actually weren't the only ones impatient to begin this. From a seperate teleport source area, much of the Gaian Council arrives in a stead stream, as Aleaic arrives with his wives, and Isarra. Misaki is with them holding Sirrana in her arms, cooing peacefully.

The group (lil lady included) were dressed in Gaian finest, even opulent, though not gaudy by any stretch. The white and bluish edged robes of their stations were garnered with not studded jewels, but actual 'bands' of them along the edges, mainly sapphire, emerald and diamond 'bands' that ran unbroken all along the robes. Obviously the ladies accounterments were far more lavish than the gentleman versions.

Aleaic just lead his enterouge present towards the waiting room, where the group would await the rest of the delegates to arrive, shortly before they appeared.

"Are you certain about this course milord?" Misaki asks yet again about the choice to join with the Dominion. Aleaic hears again.. "...they act too harshly and would see us as a patsy in activities we try to intervene with. Steering them would be next to impossible without a great deal of trust."

Aleaic looks over at Arashi and then Tsui from Misaki, replying. "Trust is the weapon to use here. We 'can't' make them do anything in the first place.

The true idea is to get them all to understand each other, and from there see that distrust will harm them further more than trust itself could ever."

"Krioval won't like hearing more of the same." Tsunami chides, and Aleaic has an answer to that.

"Then they will get what they want most of all from this confrence, so in as long 'all' do, in a manner that does not endanger the other nation's soveringty. We 'did' practice the same with the Inner Sphere and in the Huntaerian Galaxy for 'that' reason.

And more, I think everyone will truly need each other down the road of evolution. My mind cannot ignore the ancient future to come anymore."

As they reach and enter the waiting chamber with the rest of the Council, Aleaic finishes. "Everyone here the has come, 'can' be amicable friends in one form or another.

I feel it and impart that sliver of hope in all their hearts, no matter what I have to say and do."

Azusa hears this.. "..what about our technological secrets? Handing them over like nothing seems illogical." ..said yet once more. The Hikari Link between the members now at a high state of mind sharing for the Conference, hence mind echoes and completing each others thoughts with others was second nature. Aleaic replies. "Technology...

..if Ackronus was correct, the present state of our technology is about to go past understandable levels anyway. Besides, we 'have' to come clean about everything we have to make this work.

We 'have' to gain trust. What we lose now, will be measured as insignificant by the gains down the road."

Azusa nods, though still conservative about that line.

Aleaic then looks around at the gathered Council, respendent in their best robes. (Even Peorth in a ravishing version of her usual 'attire'.)

He then says from pure heart alone.

"Today the Guardianship of the Ascendnacy begins. Today good things begin."

Jayce lead the Neo Zetan Delegation to the waiting room. He was followed by Yusuke,Aura and Jessica.

When they entered the room they bowed in respect.

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Moments later The Dominion Delegation entered the room. They did not bow as had Neo Zeta. They nodded their heads and Leena said

" Today will be a good day for us all. Joining The Dominion is the best choice you could make"

A laugh rang out from the UEC delegates.

'We are here for trade alliances, not alliances of power, changeling.' Said Cassandra, looking at the Dominion Delegate with something approaching amusement.

'You neglected to mention that your Dominion has brought around the extinction of a great many races - it's something I commend you upon - Your ability to deny all that you have done that is wrong in this galaxy.' She smiled and felt Djehuty stand beside her.

'But we shall see what happens today, maybe you will admit to your failings.' The harsh tone and ironic ring in her voice suggested otherwise.

The Deatharon Delagation Bowed in the cermonial style of the Imperial court and look at the gaurds who surround the delegation at all sides. Marius is praying to the Emperor for luck.

Leena gave a emotionless look back " The Dominion only destroyed the races we brought chaos to the galaxy. We tried to spare them but they refused and we were forced to destroy them. It was for the greater good"

'In your eyes, perhaps. The greater galaxy knows better. When you dropped the hammer to urge them to join you, they fought back.' She smiled and felt the revulsion slip away. This was her element. 'However, they failed. Failed to stop opression. And were wiped out because they weren't strong enough to oppose it.'

'It's hard to oppose an orbital bombardment, don't you agree, changeling?'

Marius listens to find info to use to save his head.
May I ask why exactly they were destroyed?

Leena gives the same look and says " We bring order to the galaxy they fought the order. We had to remove this chaos to use the planets to help bring order. And it was the Jem'Hadar who saw it fit to destroy them. We only told them to do what it took to ensure The Dominions order was inforced. Just as a parent would enforce order to his child."

'Ask it.' She gestured to the Changeling. 'It'll recount over twelve species known to be extinct after they were bombarded into the darkages. That or had their planets totally consumed by an ADD.' The inhale from the other delegates made her smile. Atmosphere Deprivation Device. The single most vile act a race could perform, it literally burned away the oxygen and nitrogen in an atmosphere. Nothing was left afterwards.

Marius seeing this situtaion decides to throw his lot with the Dominon

"The Empire has done such things before in the sake of an extreme situation."

'Noone deserves to control the existence of an entire race. It is intrinsically wrong.' Sighed the AI next to Cassandra. 'And what, when the Dominion finally falls? Broken worlds, a legacy to the destructive Dominion ideal.'

"You may find that a vile way to destroy but it is a fast way to end the suffering of a enemy. Besides Thalaron Radiation is a much more painful way to destroy a planet. And i know of only one race who uses that."

Leena looks over to Jayce. " Isnt that right?"


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Jayce was shocked. He had thought no one outside of high ranking military members knew of that wepion. Not even Aura or Jessica knew. They were both giveing him a shocked look as well.

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Leena went on to say " Its a standered Wepion System on Your Reman Warbird Class isnt it?"

Marius decides to counter

"How will the Dominon fall it has control of more territory than the Empire and most other Empires. according to Imperial intelligence."

'Thaleron Radiation...' The AI's eyes went wide.

'Someone would dare use that force against a planet??' Cassandra's tones were hushed. Shocked.

'Noone deserves to control the existence of an entire race. It is intrinsically wrong.' Sighed the AI next to Cassandra. 'And what, when the Dominion finally falls? Broken worlds, a legacy to the destructive Dominion ideal.' Leena said " We do not care about legacys such as most solids do. And The Dominion will not fall. Its order will be ever lasting"

'Simply put. Rome.'

'A nation became too large to regulate itself, and finally collapsed into ruin. It's the natural state of everything in the universe. Entropy. Even the Dominion will eventually fall. Perhaps not before we do, but definitely it will fail.'

Marius was shocked that the Imperial Intelligence did not tell him this.

"Well, well, well," the Commander of Krioval said, turning toward the Dominion delegation. "Resorting to backchannel communications to recruit? I guess if nothing else is working." He shrugged and gave his widest grin to their leader before continuing, generally. "And last I checked, this was a conference on trade."

'Thaleron Radiation...' The AI's eyes went wide.

'Someone would dare use that force against a planet??' Cassandra's tones were hushed. Shocked. Leena smiled "Seems Neo Zeta will have some explaneing to do in these talks. And if i a correct the ship they came in is a Reman Warbird. To bring such a powerful Wepion to these talks says much"

Marshal Pixal Kirba rushed down the hall towards the Dominar's room. Better not be late for my first intergalactic meeting he thought as he arrived at the door. He stopped in front of it and checked to make sure his dress uniform was looking good and his feathers weren't ruffled or standing up. They tended to do that when he was nervous. He smoothed the ones on his head down before hitting the panel and opening the door.

Inside he found Dominar Faith Shiomi and advisor Aaron Hanover discussing the meeting about to take place. "Ready to go?" the Dominar asked as Marshal Kirba entered the room.

He nodded, "Yes ma'am, ready whenever you are." She smiled and motioned for the Marshal and Mr. Hanover to follow her to the meeting.

As they walked down the hall, she reminded them of some things. "First off, these are aliens. I don't care if they look like someone you know, they aren't like anyone you know. We don't know them, and we only trust them because it seems they have called this conference on good faith."

"Secondly," she said as they rounded a corner, "they don't know our capabilities, techonologies, or weaknesses, and I'm sure we'd all like to keep it that way. We're here to talk about trade, but if these items come up we want to find out about theirs, not talk about ours."

"Thirdly, they may seem benign, but for all we know they could be here to find out how to crush us one way or the other. Some may have good intentions, but there are always those who will want to hurt us, so we must be cautious."

She stopped at a crossing and turned to the Marshal. "Are you alright with all of this?" she asked as she studied his face, noticing some tension.

"Yes ma'am, I'm not used to the formalities and luxuries of it all, but I can manage a negotiation." He calmed a bit as she smiled, "it souldn't be too hard."

"Alright, good. But remember both of you," she said as she pointed to them, "so far as we know this is just a discussion. We may come away with nothing more than hours and hours of wasted time. Or we may have created a treaty that will help The Serene Death reach a golden age of trade. Or somewhere inbetween there. In any event, do not get angry, do not get distracted, and try and remember to only do that which is in the Armed Republic's intrests, ok?"

The men both nodded in agreement at the Dominar and followed her to the confrence hall....

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As they entered, they were amaized by the complex and momentarily stunned with awe. The Dominar was the first to snap out of it and as she bowed the other two were quick to follow.

They moved to take their seats, and Mr. Hanover whispered to the Marshal, "be careful we don't lose you in here" as he motioned to stark-white uniform the Marshal was wearing. "If it wasn't for your ugly feathers we would never be able to find you" he said with a slight smirk.

Not having a comeback on hand the Marshal simply replied "In respect to the Dominar, I won't say anything against her, and unfortunately your race Human." He smoothed out some ruffled feathers on his hands, and turned to watch the confrence begin. This is gonna be one long confrence the Marshal thought to himself.

Cassandra had outlined this beforehand, and was happy to have it reiterated.

'Commander.' She nodded her head to him in respect. 'The Gaians are not here, yet. A little lively discussion was needed.'

Marius decides to stay out of this fight and listen to the politics while the Intelligence agents make sliting throat gestures at him.

The AI approached the Dominion Delegate, as Cassandra was talking to others.

'I was wondering, just how old is the Dominion, collectively?' The Avatar resembled nothing so much as a teenager, black hair draped around his face, husky blue eyes staring at the Changeling in curiosity.

"Well it seems we've come into the middle of a war before the talks have even begun," the Dominar says quietly to Mr. Hanover. "How much I sometimes hate politics...."

"Don't worry Dominar," Hanover says quietly, trying to comfort her. "It is just petty political squables. This happens all the time in multi-national negotiations."

The all went back to listening intently, especially the Marshal.

Leena smiled as well as the other Dominion members.

The Cardassian member of the delegation laughed and spoke " Why give so much thought to races who have been destroyed or for that matter how they were destroyed? The stroung expect the weak to follow and if they dont then they must be dealt with."

The Breen member then said " What are a few deaths for the ensurement of peace?"

The Gorn member said " Death is apart of the galaxy we are use to it."

Naraku emperor of Nova Zeta and member of The Dominion Axis said " Its not our fault they have to have air now is it?"

Leena then spoke " Besides we arnt the only ones who need to explane our actions."

"Lively discussion, huh?" Koro looked around the table impishly. "Has anyone else's leader ever ripped the still-beating heart out of a traitor on the middle of the field of battle?"

Kiv shot the younger man a glare that, if reinforced by the appropriate psionic force, *would* have killed. Raijin merely looked bemused. "Gods," he said. "We're in the middle of a pissing match."

The AI approached the Dominion Delegate, as Cassandra was talking to others.

'I was wondering, just how old is the Dominion, collectively?' The Avatar resembled nothing so much as a teenager, black hair draped around his face, husky blue eyes staring at the Changeling in curiosity. The Dominion has been around for 659 years. However we founders have been around since the birth of the universe.

'Because the Galaxy at large roots for the underdog.' Shrugged the AI.

At the Kriovan delegate's mention of killing traitors, he piped up.

'Yes. I punched through the ribcage and ripped his aorta open with my index finger and thumb. I was surprised at the speed with which he died.' He said this coolly and with that same almost innocent tone of voice.

'Because the Galaxy at large roots for the underdog.' Shrugged the AI.

At the Kriovan delegate's mention of killing traitors, he piped up.

'Yes. I punched through the ribcage and ripped his aorta open with my index finger and thumb. I was surprised at the speed with which he died.' He said this coolly and with that same almost innocent tone of voice.

"Yeah, but you ever do it three times? Practice makes perfect, ya know." Raijin Dekker looked extremely self-satisfied at that. Koro practically beamed, and if he could have said "my hero" at that and retained any sense of dignity, he would have. The General, on the other hand, made as if to sink into the chair and disappear from existence entirely.

The Commander continued. "Besides, if you're not willing to do the job personally," he looked around the room critically, save for the AI from the Scarecrows, "you're either lacking honor, balls, or more likely, both."

Marius rubs his head, The Emperor is going to behead me and these idoits want to talk about some war.

Turning back to the Dominion Delegate, the AI blinked. 'Interesting. The UEC has been around for nearly 700 years as well, I came into being halfway through that time, and I guess one could call me their leader.' The AI shrugged again.

'You don't need to do it three times if you do it right the first time.' Grinned the AI, looking at the Commander.

Marius in disgust leaves the area to his quaters and so does the rest of The Deatharon Delagation.

"Yeah, but you ever do it three times? Practice makes perfect, ya know." Raijin Dekker looked extremely self-satisfied at that. Koro practically beamed, and if he could have said "my hero" at that and retained any sense of dignity, he would have. The General, on the other hand, made as if to sink into the chair and disappear from existence entirely.

The Commander continued. "Besides, if you're not willing to do the job personally," he looked around the room critically, save for the AI from the Scarecrows, "you're either lacking honor, balls, or more likely, both."

The Cardassian Delegate looked harshly and said " Are you dareing the accuse me of not have honor and haveing a lack of balls? I kill peeons like you for just walking to loud. So dont think your more then me or i will kill you where you are."


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Jessica then said " Maybe you men sould get rid of your balls if that is what makes you kill people for such ressions. I guess it takes a women to figure out away around force..." She then sighs.

" besides we are here to talk of peace and trade not war."

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Leena nods " Yes i will here no more of this"

The other Dominion Delegates nods and say "Yes ma'am"

Leena then turns to the others " Please forgive their rudeness."

"Three separate times. Please. I'm hardly Commander of Krioval just because I look good in the uniform."

"But you do look good in it," Kiv ventured.

"Yeah," Koro added. "In fact, I'd go as far as to say that you look just as good without..."

"Not having this conversation here!" the Commander interrupted, forcibly. "You can keep those thoughts to yourself until the Festival."

"Oh, so we *are* having it this year," the General said, looking at Raijin. "When were you going to tell me about that?"

"After the conference?" Raijin looked at everybody else at the table, some of whom were now watching the conversation much in the same manner that one watches a hovercar collision. "You can all come, of course!" The grin manifest again, "though we'll probably skip the planet-sized fireworks. Those are hell on the military budget."

5 Mins later Marius comes back with a black Eye and one delegate missing.
(still surrounded by Guards)

'Planet sized? I'd be interested in the designs for those.' Grinned the AI.

Subtly his eyes turned to the Deathron Delegate. He opened his uplinks.

Cassandra, can you see the Deatharon Delegate from where you're standing?

Yes, I can. I note he's blackeyed and missing a person.

I'll pull up intel files on the Deatharons, I really don't like this.

Marius flops asleep waiting, the rest of the Delegation watches and the Guards look at the Deatharon Delegation like it is doomed.
OOC: I touched up the description a bit

The Empire of Deatharon
Location: Antares Galaxy
Race: Humans (Criminals lost in space and ended up in Deatharon Prime and surrounding planets.)
Ships in area fleet testing new wormhole tech and possiable a Death Armada.
Description: Humans of every race and creed
Tech level: above Gould level with a slight advantage in wormhole physics.
History: The Ancestors of Deatharon were criminals that refused to sumit to the new world order. The Empire was formed by the Antheron family that took the world Deatharon Prime and incorbated the territory of other families by marriage and conquest making them a paranoid isolanist and Expansionast Empire. The Empire is also oppressive to the populations of the subject and vassal worlds. The Empire is planning to expand into rival territories and take the galaxy by force. The Empire due to its small size is currently trying build up its defenses, and experiment on new tech, and make powerful allies. (Controls 10 planets Deatharon Prime included 1 million people on each.)

"At least now I know why the previous models wiped out the organics on our world," H2-8785 said, watching the spectacle unfold with his cool blue eyes calmly. "Though I do not doubt that they would have killed each other eventually anyway..."

"This is an inefficient use of my power cell's longevity," H2-50 grumbled. "I could have filed over 500,000 reports in the time we have been here. Instead I have accomplished little else than working out the iron content of X-29271."

"What figure did you arrive at?" H2-8785 asked, changing the subject completely.

"Ah," H2-50 exclaimed. It then went on to explain its findings. "Well I have estimated that the figure resides at 0.481%, given the gravitational field anomalies and..."

OOC: Screw that f or a joke, Deatharon, expect a telegram.

IC: The AI perked up. It could tell there were other synthetics in here.

Cass, Mykonians.

Hells. The aligned tap or the panfried type?

I will endeavour to find out.

OOC

From whom?

OOC: Eventually you'll see. Gah, evil monstrous need for money. Have to go and get paid... See you all at a later date.

"...and so the internal structure is maintained, and the star can continue on well beyond its estimated lifespan," H2-50 finished.

"Fascinating theory," H2-8785 nodded. "But what of the red dwarf that orbits it?"

"Well unfortunately it appears that the red dwarf will ultimately prove to spoil the scenario," H2-50 said. "For instance..."

And it went on yet again.

Raijin looked at the other delegates, and announced, "I need to take a walk. There's only so much waiting around I can stand, ya know."

As they walked past the Deatharon delegation, Kiv looked at the guards, and said simply, "How can your delegation succeed if you kill all of them?" He turned and followed the other Kriovalians into the antechamber.

Farce ran through the city, having lost his way several times, as usual. Finding that he had, for the third time, ran around in a complete circle, he finally took a right at an intersection, coming upon the complex where the conference was to be held. 'Finally,' he thought, running towards the building. 'That's the last time I take directions from a security officer. Why did I think he'd know where it was?' He ran through the doors and into the waiting room, leaning against a wall to catch his breath. "Has...the meeting...started yet?" he asked.

Marius said in a calm but nervous voice " No not at all the trade conference is about some war at the moment."

Marshal Kirba turned and looked at the man catching his breath and said loud enough for the other to hear, "not at all, a few nations were having a pissing contest while we wait for the 'plesent discussion' to start."

As he turned back to the rest of the conference, he noticed that the Dominar and Mr. Hanover were looking at him. Hanover was shocked, and the Dominar was furious.

"What?" he said as he leaned back and looked at the rest of the delegates.

Marius and the Deatharon delegation laugh. The guards silence them with a glare.

Anton entered the meeting room alone. He was formally dressed, wearing a pure white long-sleeved top with gold braid, black trousers, and a deep red cloak that fluttered as he walked. His knee-high leather boots were polished to a mirror coat, and concealed a slim energy blade. He probably wouldn't need to use it, but it made sense to come prepared.

He looked at the other delegates. They stood in a circle with the air of vultures squabbling over a choice piece of carrion. Hostilities ran high, as did intrigue. Anton had dealt with enough politicians to know what they were like. They would stab you in the back without a second thought if it meant improving their popularity. The Gaian leaders had seemed somehow different to these hard-bitten men and women, but idealism could be even more dangerous than this bloody-minded ambition in the wrong hands.

He strode up to the assorted delegations, hoping that his smile was reaching his eyes.

"Good day to you, ladies and gentlemen. I am Anton Koth, head of the Legitimate Traders' Guild."

He bowed slightly. These theatrics were poor use of valuable time, but he hoped that by showing politeness they would be more willing to listen to him in the forthcoming conference.

"Did I miss anything important?"

Marius the Deatharon Delegate responds, "I am afraid you have not missed much but the war talks of two rival Nations and not one second of trade negotitions." The two Deatharon guards stand behind him one on each side.

((OC- Man, this is turning into a Tom and Jerry fight the way this thread is going. =^^= ))
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While it was a truly anticipated part of the situation, the Gaian Council waited all this time to see where the arguments went. Lady Funaho and Lady Peorth were even more focused on what was being said openly.

"Spirited bunch.." Lady Skuld said from further away. The proceedings taking place on a series of holoscreens above them in the waiting chamber.

"They all want to assert themselves as the dominant power, or fall in line with the same. It's the old of ways of such things." Lady Seto comments. She then looks over at Aleaic. "Are we 'sure' we want to associate with all this milord?"

"Sooner or later we'd have to anyway." ..the voice was not Aleaic, but nearby, his Father Terrai. Aleaic nods. "Indeed. And sooner it shall be." With that Aleaic suddenly heads out of the chamber, and the others react by following in kind.

Somewhere along the way, and still out of sight of the rest (presumably) in the meeting chamber, comes Aleaic's booming voice...

"I hear many voices trying to assert themselves above all."

Aleaic appears first, with his large enterouge appearing upon a very large hoverplatform merged with the chamber orifice. Aleaic adds.. "...but I also hear too much discord. Too much on presumption that what is for one, is for everyone else.

That.. is foolhardy. The Stars are too infinite for 'any' one mind or force to presume they can command all. No one force is capable of doing that. Ever..

...and history through many timelines is replete with such attempts that 'all' have failed with.

But what usually lasted far longer in context of ages through time, was a plethora of powers of different types working together in a harmony.

That harmony usually lasts tens to hundreds of times longer than any empire of conquest."

Then Aleaic changes his tone. "Shall we not begin the 'real' conference here fellow souls?"

"...but it is almost certain that the immense gravitational well of the supergiant will simply rip the red dwarf apart," H2-50 said.

"I come to the same conclusion," H2-8785 nodded. They sat silent for a while, analysing and storing their protracted musings. H2-8785 finally looked around the room at the various aliens wandering around. "This is not at all like the concept of trade you described to me several days ago, H2-50."

"This is not trade," H2-50 corrected. "This is a mandatory period of posturing and information gathering. Greed may be a base primal instinct, but it requires some degree of planning and preparation to be effective. When each party is confident that they have gained, or know of, an advantage they have over the other parties, then we may begin to see trade."

"I had no idea it was so complicated," H2-8785 shook its head. "What advantages do you think they will have over us?"

"We have deliberately remained isolated," H2-50 said. "We know little about any of the others. On the other hand, they know little about us. Though I doubt many will actually be interested in our offerings. I would hazard a guess that most will be bringing weapons or other technologies to the bargaining table. We will be unable to match such offerings; most of our technology is part of something sentient and cannot be given away in such a manner."

"If you already knew the futility, why proceed anyway?" H2-8785 asked.

"It is an opportunity to study organics at close range without them shooting at you," H2-50 shrugged. "Even if we come away with nothing, we will have that."

H2-50 pointed at the Gaian who had just scolded the masses of delegates.

"There, you see?" H2-50 said. "One has asserted himself over the others, by reminding them of their place. Now we may begin to see trade. Maybe. Do you have that list of raw materials I asked you to bring?"

"Yes," H2-8785 nodded, accessing its memory. "All of the metals and minerals the Unity authorised us to offer."

"Good work," H2-50 nodded. "Now we just need to work out what to do, and we can get involved..."

Aleaic cocks an eye towards H2-50. "I scolded none here. I am no one's parent in this chamber. Every delegate here is accountable for their actions. Every nation here can handle themselves as well."

Aleaic then mentally nods to Lord Tenchi and Lord Keiichi. They both step up and offer..

"We offer on our part the following items for the conference's dessimination." ..Tenchi starts, adding.. "A 100 year contract trade agreement over trade within the Ascendancy, over many of our native commodities. We also accept trade stock over our main solid assets of one hundred trillion tons of precious metals, radioactives, precious gem blocks, and water assets. We offer secondary stock over economic viablility over our worlds, including organic and inorganic trade commodities.

We also offer access to our extensive molecular foundy technology, which we have used to reformat much of normal matter into whatever materials we need, including materials that have helped to construct our entire military."

Keiichi then adds.. "We also extend this trade to our allied intergalactic colonies, with regard to access to those markets of understanding. That places over 3,000 Star Systems as trade partners."

Aleaic nods to them both and adds. "Very nice.."

So we are near at hand for business execellent thought Marius. The Deatharon Delegation remains silent. and listens to surrounding conversations.

"The Mykonian Unity is interested in acquiring materials of greater overall strength to our terrasteel alloy (OOC: Imagine titanium, and multiply x10), or any superconductors with greater conductivity than our niobium & copper or carbon versions," H2-50 said, in an announcement of sorts. "The Unity has authorised us to trade in materials which are inherently useless to us, but apparently useful elsewhere. We have several hundred thousand tons of gold which we no longer use for circuitry, and strange crystal-like rocks which were recovered by our last MOEV operation. We lack currency or the ability to give away technology, so this is all we have."

"Ah. I believe that we can supply your superconductors. We construct them from a niobium/charybdium alloy, making them superconductive with a minimum of cooling needed. On top of this, they are strong and, although slightly heavier than some superconductors, very light. We can supply them to you for a very low price or its equivalent in goods, which we shall negotiate later if you are interested."

"Those sound as though they could greatly help us improve our overall efficiency," H2-50 said. "As I mentioned, we have no currency, so we would have to pay in goods, but I would like to pursue that. What sort of quantities are you willing to offer?"

Marius Said in calm voice, "The Empire is intrested in defense technology and would be willing to part with our Wormhole Generator technology." The guards leave the room.

Leena went over to Marius and wispered " We are willing to sell you designs for Jem'Hadar fighters for your wormhole genrators if you promise not to sell it to others. We are open to some negotation on this matter. Just to tell you how powerful the Jem'Hadar fighters are it only took three to destroy a Galaxy Class starship. And they are small one man fighters."

Marius whispers back to Leena, "The wormhole generators were to be a secret technology for the Imperial Space Navy. however the Emperor has given me permission to put it on the market for any defense technology. If these ships are as good as you say the Emperor may allow me to keep my head. We will have to come up with an agreement soon however the Empire would like to keep it secret so as to avoid um.... repercussion ." Marius looks at the others with a nervous glance. The Guards return and one of them whispers to Marius, " The boss said it was alright to put the generators up for sale but no other technology."

Leena smiles " good i am sure we can work a deal out. If you had other intresting things The Cardassians would sell the designs for The Keldon Class Battleship. "

Marius boldly whispers to Leena, "Would the Point Singularity Cannon perk their interst?" The Guard whispers to Marius in a clear threanting voice, "Stop offering weapons technolgy or else!"

Leena nods " For that i think The Cardassians would sell the designs for The Keldon class battleship whitch i may add is one of the most powerful ships in the universe. We have one to ask. Dose your empire have Cloaking Devices? if not The Breen could help you there."

Marius whispers, "The Empire has cloaking devices, It was devolped during the war of unification a few decades back."

Aleaic suddenly replied.. "The whispering does no good here fellow delegates." ..saying as his enhanced ability to 'hear' all sound waves, another Hikari Power trait, even down to the proverbial pin drop.

He then looks at H2-50 and Tenchi, and the latter nods. "The Ascendancy will offer micro-nanite tubule coolant line technology to enhance the conductor capability by another..."

Tenchi looks at Washu, who finishes.. "62.33% It's used to hyper cool Mech monymer musculature elements."

Tenchi completes.. "We'll offer for two hundred kilotons of gold bulion material. Any grade is good.."

Leena nods " I see, We have other Cloaking Devices in the works such as Phase Cloaking and fireing while cloaked however those are not for sell. We also would like to know if your empire has any resource needs?"

Jayce looks at Aleaic and says " We wish to buy designs for your fold drive."

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Hearing this Leena nods " The Dominion are also intrested in gaining that."

Marius looks at Leena and saids, "The Empire requires a certain materals such as Naqata which is used to power it's ships and in exchange we will offer the Omega warhead missile design It is a large missle that can go through wormholes and hit targets on the other side. Think of it Dominion ships strikeing safely from their territory at specific targets such as enemy planets and ships."

Leena nods " Agreed we have a massive surpluse of that. We have no use for that materal . We will have it worked out and agreed apon later on."

"I suppose the question Krioval has for all invoved is: What do people most want from us? We usually design manufactured goods to the buyer's specifications." Koro looked around the room expectantly before continuing. "Of course, most of the trade Krioval does is through private corporations, not the government itself. Our role is simply to make it easier for said businesses to enter new markets."

Jayce says " Neo Zeta needs many food replicators and Holo Screens for Privet home use. We also need Diltheum ( sp) and Medical Supplies of all kind"

Aleaic nodded to Jayce and Leena. "Very well, give us an offer."

..he then asks Koro. "Would your nation happen to have any civilian, yacht class vessel designs we could purchase at a fair price?"

Marius askes, "what is the cost for hologram technology?"

Jayce made his offer. " We can offer cloaking devices able to cloak a planet or planet sized vessle with out the harmful side affects of past cloaking devices of such a scale."


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Leena then made her offer " We can offer foods,clothes,rings anything your people would like from the Gamma Quadrent that would be for the civilan market. Seeing as we have never had any of those goods exported from our worlds and us havein many cultures it would be fair trade. As well has Designs for Improved Medical Ships."

Aleaic nodded to Jayce and Leena. "Very well, give us an offer."

..he then asks Koro. "Would your nation happen to have any civilian, yacht class vessel designs we could purchase at a fair price?"

The Diplomatic Director brightened at the request. "In fact, that's one of the busiest sectors in Krioval these days - shipbuilding. Do you want custom-built ones, or the basic ones? The basic ones are essentially a hull with whatever addons you'd like - weapons for fighters, cargo space for trade ships, a few luxuries for diplomatic vessels - ya know?" He grinned much in the same manner as the Commander as he finished his spiel.

Marius states, "The Empire would be intrested in cloaking devices able to cloak a planet. What do you wish to trade for it?"

Jessica replies for jayce " We are willing to sell it for 5,000,000,000,000 Guilds. The ression of this great cost is the time and money put into this research was great. However that is the price for one full unit and blue prints. For just the design its one Trillion even. Be warned the cost of building the unit and sub stations wont be cheap."

Marius saids, "We do not understand how your currency and economy works or how it measures in comparision to ours?"

OOC

How do I compare if I can afford it?

( eh i am not sure how i would figure your currency. So i am just makeing it up)

" For the first offer it would be 2,500,000,000,000 in your currency and 500,000,000,000 for the 2nd offer in your currency."

Aleaic looked to Funaho who nodded back. They liked the offers.. but not for the reasons expected.

Aleaic looks back to Jayce. Fold Drive unit capabiltiy for Cloaking capability. Very good.."

..to Leena.. "The civilian articles are as not much a concern to us, but a low yeild trade influx can be established. Pampering isn't a priority to us, as much as equality is.

..the medical vessels however 'are' of interest. Can you offer three wieght classes with standard specifications. We'd take care of the rest. With that the Fold technology is yours..

..for peaceful uses we hope."

....finally to Koro.. "What we are looking for is a vessel specifically dedicated to efficent cargo and civilian traffic with more than enough capability to handle most short term situations on it's own. We just need an effiecent model in two weight classes that can handle our normal power grids and such. We can supply the specifications."

Then Aleaic adds. "No one interested in our cloning and gene-refabrication technology?"

Marius in a calm voice, "The Empire agrees to buy the design despite the fact it will eat a major chunk of the Imperial treasury."

Marius in a calm voice, " The Empire of Deatharon would like to know about your gene replication technology and will offer our nano probe technology for it. I will warn you it is in its infancy. Cloneing is a Technology we use in making of the Imperial Marines."

Leena nods" We can do that with ease. As for cloneing half of our races were created in labs and are cloned. Our cloneing tech is very hight.

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Jayce nods " Our cloneing program had to play catch up to yours but is now fully oprationl."

Yusuke steps in " We would also like to ask the Gaians if they would be willing to allow some of our troops to train with theirs. As of two months ago we ruled Droids to less useful in battle then humans and have started a cloneing program to clone troops. over 6,432 diffrent typs of people will be cloned to keep the clones from being one persion and able to breed and lead normal human lives after 5 years in the military. However we need help training and we are hopeing to make a trade in Training. In exchange we could train your fleets in Cloak detection and our style of ship combat. Never know when it could come into use."

"Genetic research?" Raijin asked, almost wholly indifferent. "I don't mean to sound rude, but most of Krioval has been genetically modified. Aside from rapid transport systems, it's the bulk of our economy. It's produced some 'interesting' variants as well, though we are unable to export it outside our borders until some of the instabilities have been fully corrected."

Marius looks at Yusuke and saids, The Empire would love to have your troops train with the Imperial guards and Imperial Marines, The Empire has a long and extensive training program for ground soldiers and we will do it for only the opportunity to have an Embassy in your nation.

Aleaic looks at Marius.. "Is there anything at least minorly unique you can offer? It does not have to be military in application."

..after hearing the Dominion and Zetan stances, the last from Jayce made Aleaic smile.

"Would you like to see Alpha Excellency Galaxy in action to see what you would be training in tandem with?" ..and for the last.. "..the training would be welcome.

..also in the realm of defeating such measures."

Yusuke looks at jayce and he nods " We will take your offer into thought we will award this to only one nation do to we want a standered to go by. Once all nations who are willing to do this say so we will review their military and see whitch matchs our needs.

As for the Embassy there is no need to wait you are more then welcome to have one in our capital city of Vegita"

Aleaic looks at Marius.. "Is there anything at least minorly unique you can offer? It does not have to be military in application."

..after hearing the Dominion and Zetan stances, the last from Jayce made Aleaic smile.

"Would you like to see Alpha Excellency Galaxy in action to see what you would be training in tandem with?" ..and for the last.. "..the training would be welcome.

..also in the realm of defeating such measures." Jayce nods " I would indeed like to see."

Marius replies in defense of his homeland, " The Empire of Deatharon is realtively young by most nations standards and we had to build military Technology to defend ourselves from invasion. We also had to supress rebellion from within thus our whole nation is a major Military state in the Antares Galaxy. however the Empire is willing to trade Xintium (think of Titianium times 150) in addition to our original offer as well as Nauderia enhanced shields.These shields can be converted to defend an entire planets from enemy bombardment."

"Those sound as though they could greatly help us improve our overall efficiency," H2-50 said. "As I mentioned, we have no currency, so we would have to pay in goods, but I would like to pursue that. What sort of quantities are you willing to offer?"

Anton smiled.
"I believe that the question is the quantity you need. We have major charybdium and niobium gathering operations in several systems, so as long as you aren't looking for anything truly massive then we can supply as much as you want. What sort of quantity were you looking for?"

ooc: Sorry I'm late replying

"For our purposes, we will ultimately need approximately 185,019.7984812172km of high-capacity superconductors for long-distance ground-based power transfer," H2-50 said from memory. "Though we are prepared to acquire this in instalments rather than all at once."

Marius looks at Leena and asks, "Does the Dominion have access to Nauderia it is one of our primary sources of energy and is a key part in powering the Worm hole Generators. If not the Empire has a surplus of such materials."

"We can probably manage that. However, we cannot manage that amount in one go. Would installments of 50,000km per year for three years and the remainder in the fourth year be acceptable? We have many contracts to meet."

Marius looks at Leena and asks, "Does the Dominion have access to Nauderia it is one of our primary sources of energy and is a key part in powering the Worm hole Generators. If not the Empire has a surplus of such materials." Leena nods " we have a enough for our uses."

"We can probably manage that. However, we cannot manage that amount in one go. Would installments of 50,000km per year for three years and the remainder in the fourth year be acceptable? We have many contracts to meet."

"A yearly instalment of such a nature would be acceptable," H2-50 nodded. "It would also ease the load on our precious metal supply. We can use our own superconductors to make up for any shortfalls in the meantime. And what manner of repayment are you going to be requiring?"

The Serene Death delegates turned to each other and whispered:

"Well, certainly interesting, but nothing for us yet I think" whispered Mr. Hanonver to the others.

"I don't know," replied Marshal Kirba, "the cloaking could be nice."

"Well lets just wait and watch for something more interesting," Dominar Shiomi whispered them both and turned back to the negotiations.

Marius replies in defense of his homeland, " The Empire of Deatharon is realtively young by most nations standards and we had to build military Technology to defend ourselves from invasion. We also had to supress rebellion from within thus our whole nation is a major Military state in the Antares Galaxy. however the Empire is willing to trade Xintium (think of Titianium times 150) in addition to our original offer as well as Nauderia enhanced shields.These shields can be converted to defend an entire planets from enemy bombardment."

Azusa answers.. "The Nauderia shields will do.."

Aleaic nods. "Then it will do for the tech wanted."

Aleaic then looks back at Jayce. "When would you like to begin training?"

Aleaic then looks at a seperate entryway, and sees.. "You wish to add to this Avian Lord?"

Ackronus steps into the brighter lights of the chamber. "(( ~ We have one offer of our own yes... ~ ))"

In his large, feathered-fuzz hand, a single clear-blue crystal rod.

"(( ~ Our entire mapped archives of, at the time we ascended, sixty-two entire Dimensional Expanses..

..over a million mapped Galaxies over hundreds of universe far more varried than any mind of this age can comprehend. No empire here represented, nor any beyond that, has an archive this vast...

..and as I promissed his Lord of the Powers; This Realm Expanse, not even this Ascendancy has access to this archive in full.

..'we' will arbiter the trade of this technology in the name of our Four Races Alliance, as well as a soverign Avian race of our own forthright.

Give us an offer that is a measure of this depth of knowledge. ~ ))"

With that, Ackronuus's deep voice falls silent. ((OC- Think Darth Vaader like but with a 'far' more friendly demeanor. ))

Leena smiles " We can answer somthing humans and many other humaniod races have wanted to know since the start of time for these maps"

Ackronus slowly cranes his griffonade head at Leena and asks.. "(( ~ Explain further Delegate Leena, for we are curious. ~ ))"

Meanwhile Lord Tsutsumi finally reaches Aleaic and asks with a huff. "Just when were you going to inform 'me' that they had these maps?"

Aleaic looks squarely back. "I only learned of this before we came here actually." Tsutsumi would answer back, but the air is deflated further with..

"...remember, this all here we now own, was once their worlds. They still have the priority of age here over us, and we're honestly still humoring them since they came 'from' Ascendance down to our mud speckled level."

Tsutsumi nods.. "I keep forgetting our place. Indeed this is 'their' matter."

Aleaic.. "I suspect we'll get them. That Dimensional Controller should be ready in a few months if we were told correctly."

Leena smiles " Humans and Humaniods think a god created them or they evolved. Its true they evolved but the basic matter of life that would become them came from somewhere. We know where and who and can explane much. If you agree to the trade."

(bump)

Marius listens up to the conversation to see what advantages this may have for his homeland.

"If there is no further business here, I must depart," H2-50 said, glancing around. "I have various duties to attend to on Mykonia. Thank you for your hospitality, Gaian leadership."

A guard walks up to Marius and whispers in his ear. Marius smiles and states I must also leave. The Empire thanks the Gaian Ascendancy for hosting this counference. Marius and the rest of the Imperial Delegation as well as the guards walk out the room.

It had been awhile since the conference started. Belldandy then mentions. "Time for a break I think."

Aleaic nods and turns to the others. "Let's pick this back up tomorrow. Good stuff here today."

"..and remember the Ball is still on, as well as the Startica Celebrations." ..comes from Lady Arashi. Aleaic eyes his two wives as a result. "I think we can do some more dancing tonight."

"I hear there's going to be more jazz type music this evening." ..Akito mentions. Yurika and Ifurita skip a touch.

((OC- RP Bump..

..I'm actually not done with this all yet. =^^= ))

Marius just when he was about to board his shuttle to go to his Imperial Battlecruiser the Dragons eye was called back by Prince Alfred Von Antheron and was ordered to return to the conference. Marius with a look of sadness said, "yes sir" and heads back. Marius is thinking at this rate I will not get to return to my family on Deatharon Prime.

Almost if his mind was read, Lady Belldandy comes up and greets Marius after the conference was completed for the day.

"If you wish, we can have your family transported here upon one of our vessels in under a day's timeframe. It would be very little bother to us.

We wish for you to enjoy your time here, since it 'is' a celebration we have going on here."

...okay, 'more' than just read his mind. The Power of Hikari was all around, and the ability to hid thoughts of any kind here was very difficult. But the Gaian Council used this power magnanamously, for situations like this, to proliferate happiness and good feelings.

The idea of spying on a persons thoughts for any gain was sickening to a Gaian unless it was to protect Gaian and allied lives.

Marius starts feeling a little happy untill he looks at his guards and realizes the truth. In a diplomatic response Marius replies,"Lady Belldandy, My family is most likely being held hostage by the Imperial loyality board. The Empire has a rather harsh habit of killing the families of those who show disloyality to the Empire or who um.. feel might try to defect that is why we have the guards around the Deatharon Delegation constantly."

Belldandy responds within character, a hand over her mouth in horror. "My goddess, I did not know."

Belldandy then kinda oversetps her bounds by asking.. "Is there anyway we can help your people 'not' be under that kind of life? I am suprised they sent you here like this." ..she then eyes the guards with a somewhat stern stare and then says in a whisper. "..and there 'are' ways to not have your people not under that kind of life?"

Marius out of ear shot from his guard tells Belldandy a story. The Empire as you may already know was founded by criminals mutants and other unwanted humans that were seen as scum. The people at the time were forced into ten massive prison ships and kept in stasis while the ships went through the endless void of space. Luckily the ships were captured by a mono directional wormhole that sent us directly to the Antares Galaxy. The Largest ship landed in the planet Deatharon Prime while the others landed on other habital planets in different systems. The people eventually after three decades built ships that could travel to other systems and meet each other. The Ruler of Deatharon Prime Akarth Von Antheron saw a chance to make himself ruler of all of the Antares Galaxy by conqureing his nine neighbors. He built a massive space Navy and learned to clone his best soldiers into super soldier know as Marines and unleash them everywhere. Antheron then Invaded the other worlds many cowerd and surrenderd but five brave planets fought agaisnt him. Antheron devasted these worlds with his military and killed the ruling families of each of these worlds. The Emperor is so powerful now many of the people associate him as some kind of god. The Emperor rules with an Iron fist no citizen is beyond his mighty reach. The resistance has tried many a time and is still being hounded and crushed by the Imperial Guard.

The Serene Death's delegation watched the conference break up. "Well I think I'll head back and take a nap for a little bit," remarked Mr. Hanover.

"Yes I think we could all have a rest in our rooms before we do anything more, wouldn't you say so Marshal?" the Dominar said as they all rose from their seats.

"If you wouldn't mind I would like to check on the ship first. I just want to-"

"The ship is fine you worry wart, just rela-," Hanover started to interject.

"It would be fine Marshal," the Dominar said as she made a stern look at Mr. Hanover. "But do get some rest afterwords, we have much more work to do."

And with that the delegates left.

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Marshal Kirba made straight for the ship. He arrived to see several of the crew members sitting on some cargo crates outside the main hold. They were so involved with playing their card game, sabacc he though, that they didn't even notice him walking passed them and into the ship. They wouldn't even notice if a sabercat came and started knawing on their arms he thought as has headed towards the command deck.

He walked up towards the comms officer, who turned around as he approached. "Talks over already Marshal?" she said as she saluted the yellow-feathered officer.

"Not yet, we're breaking for now. Any chatter out there?"
"You bet, 'specially from those Zeta peps. Looks like somethin' bad there."
"Nothing about us though?"
"Nope, we're safe for now sir."
"Keep up the good work trooper."

The Marshal headed towards the passenger cabins, moving towards the room at the back. He knocked on the door that was partially open and asked "may I enter?"

He waited a moment, and then thinking Silence is consent, he entered the dim room.

On Board the Imperial Battlecruiser Dragon's Eye........

The Captain Alexander Viezon of the Viezon family was having a coded chat with one of the Delegations guards, "So, you are telling me Marius Might be a traitor to the Empire?" The Guard replies, "Yes sir he is talking about Deatharon Imperial policies in front of noncitizens." The Captain thought about this for a moment then replies, "Bring Marius to me I think we should all have a chat with the Emperor." The Guard turned off the machine and headed towards Marius with his comrades right behind him.

Belldandy could only hear on and not be disturbed beyond rational compassion for this Emperor. "It would seem your people have lived with darkness too long."

..before the Imperial Guards arrive however, Keiichi and Skuld do so. "What's up Bell?" Keiichi asks his wife when he sees Marius. Bell looks at Keiichi and suddenly he knows something is wrong.

Bell then explains what Marius told her, and both Keiichi and Skuld are appalled by the explanation. Skuld jabs out. "How the name of HECK can such things still exist in space?"

Keiichi grinds in response. "Because some people see only greed." Bell looks glumly in kind, then looks back at Marius. "Is there any way we can help? There 'must' be a way to do so."

Keiichi however responds with a chiding tone. "Bell.. we can't just.."

Bell however responds with a STERN tone, one that is 'not' in her normal character. "We cannot let people suffer like this Keiichi! What else has been Lord Aleaic speaking of, if not to see that people do not suffer. And 'they' are [i]SUFFERING[i]!"

Keiichi for a moment is torn between logic and emotion, but actually both meld together quickly and Keiichi then replies. "You are right my love."

Skuld however groans.. "Still not used to all that." ..Keiichi drypan glances back and then looks at Marius. "My wife is right. How can we help."

Marius notices his communicator is flashing he knows what that means. "My Friends the Imperial guards will be hunting for me now for um.... debriefing to put it lightly. The people of Deatharon have always been under the rule of one tyrant or another in comparrison Akarth Von Antheron I. Is not as bad at least he does not starve the citizens though he does kill traitors and heritics." Marius also recalled his time in the Guard at the age of 18. Marius resaw the horrors of the war of unification in which his homeland Deatharon Prime had brutally took all the other planets by force not caring about the lives of prisoners and the unforgiving conditions he had fought in the name of his Imperial Highness the Emperor! In a moment of anger Marius said the most rebellious thing he had ever said, " I wish the Emperor would suffer the same way we did during his wars and his rulership." The Guards around the corner heared this and were startled this man openly defied the Emperor.

Keiichi and Belldandy look at each other just after they hear Marius's outburst. Both nod as one.

Skuld though sees.. "We got company guys." ..which makes Keiichi and Belldandy look suddenly. Keiichi then says to Marius while still looking at the guards. "Up to you..

...but if you want to declare sanctuary, we'll defend ya with it then." ,,he says, all the while Skuld calls in some Angel Gods using her wrist-comm.

Marius looks at the Guards then his friends and replies, "I think it would be in my best intrest to take the offer of sanctuary." The Guards laugh, "These people can not save you a Death Guard has been dispatched to kill you if we fail to retrieve you and then there is your family on the line as well." Marius has a look of pure horror on his face.

As Skuld growled at the Imperial Guards, Keiichi and Belldandy looked at each other, held hands straight arm directly behind Marius, and then hold their arms out open palm at the Guards, and then concentrate with their Linked Tree Kanto.

All of a sudden their eyes glow a whitish holy wrath, and a large Angelhawk Wing bubble is SNAPPED around the Guards in an fierce wall of light.

Keiichi then growls back at the Guards in an angelicly, hollow voice. ":: We would kindly ask you 'not' to instigate the use of force upon our world. ::"

A moment later, about thirty Angel God guards and four Angelic warriors appear around the group.

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*Council Family Chambers*

Much of the family is getting prepared for having fun that evening, when they 'all' feel it.

Within the Excellency Family chambers, Aleaic is nearly dressed in a nice tux, when he feels it. He, Tsui and Arashi suddenly rush into the common room, and...

"Did you feel that?" ..all three at once.

In seconds, they are flash changed into Hikari Combat Armor and teleporting to the source of the disturbance....

The Guards are caught by surpise at the situation and realize they are not armed with enough fire power to take them all on. The head Guard hits a button on his chest. "Captain, We are unable to reclaim traitor for punishment. We need a Imperial Death Guard Marine unit back up." The Captain responds, "We can't risk a tatical operation here we must retreat back and warn the Empire of a possiable enemy." The Dragon's Eye beam up the guards and leaves Gaian space via wormhole. Marius is surpised at the whole event that these people took on the Imperial Guard and won.

(bump)

At that, Bell and Keiichi look at each other and smile.

A moment later though, Aleaic, his wives, and several other Council Members arrive at the head of a legion more of Angel Gods and Angelic warriors.

Aleaic stops about a few meters from Bell, Keiichi, Skuld and Marius.

After looking around a sec, he asks bluntly.. "What the heck just happened here?"

Skuld suddenly points at Bell and Keiichi. "They did it."

Between Aleaic's dry look, and Bell/Keiichi's more 'reserved' one, the resultant debriefing will be an unkind one.

A tall man dressed in all black leaned agianst a wall. He watched the even unfold. His name was Sensui. He had came with the Neo Zeta delgation but had stayed on the ship up untell now do to he hates talks. He sighs and says where everyone can hear.

" Weak guards to be afraid by this. I would of snaped your neck if i had been trying to kill you.To bad i was hopeing to see some blood."

Sensui walks past Aleaic as we gose past he says " Heh not even on the same level as me child."


OOC: Your all gonna be seeing alot more of Sensui during my war and after my war. ^^ needed to introduce him. If you are wondering how his persionality is then go to google and look up Sensui from Yu Yu Hakusho

Aleaic looks. "And you are?" ..and then looks back at Bell and Keiichi. "..and tell me again, am 'I' still running the show here."

"I don't want the job." Keiichi admits too openly. Skuld snides back. "Whimp."

"Well, looks like everything is undercontrol here" says a man from the shadows. "Doesn't look like I was needed" he says as he slides his gun back into its holster and turns away, the brim of his hat keeping his face in the shadows. "If you have any real trouble, just call" he not quiet shouts over his shoulder as he walks away, the sounds of his boots echoing as he leaves.

Skuld looks around, and quips in aghastment. "What's with everyone coming out of the shadows? What is this, the darik side of the moon?"

"Well it is night."

"Shut up Keiichi!"

Aleaic eyes Tsui. "Should I just make Skuld yell at them for awhile as punishment?"

"Shut up Al!" ..Al and Tsui just holds their hands up defensively.

Marius looks at his friends, "Thank you for the help the guards would most likey would have beaten me physically and given me another black eye and kill one of my squad." Marius looks at his Delegation and explains that his aides were part of his squad in the Imperial guard that recieved "special traning" for diplomatic missions.

On Dragon's eye in wormhole.............

"Emperor, The Gaian Ascendancy has proven a threat they have taken the traitor Marius and his men and kept them from justice." said Captain Alexander. Emperor Akarth Von Antheron replies, "return home and kill his family."

In Imperial City Deatharon Prime..........
Secretly.....
Prince Alfred Von Antheron pardons the family of Marius as long as they agree to keep their kinmans treason to himself.

Sensui laughs at Aleaic. " I am the best mobile suite pilote in Neo Zeta and the best fighter."

Sensui then smerks.

" But i am sure you would know me better as Hieis brother."

Aleaic just responds to Sensui. "Funny, Jayce and Yusuke said the same thing."

..then quips... "...and Hiei was a fine scholar and a genteman."

*An hour later*

After inviting Marius, and dragging Bell and Keiichi into the Council Chambers, with the rest in audiance, and then learning the exact details of what happened. Aleaic was of course less than amused that such a world existed within another realm.

Aleaic though first looked again at a semi-(not really, it's an act)-sulking hubby and wife team, and 'had' to ask. "You know. I like this job. I didn't want it, and I told ya all I didn't, and 'still' after that old geezer stuck me with it, you guys then go and support me all the way like I was the star captain of the High School Center football team.

..it's all a good gig. Lots of food and pretty babes. Lots of fancy tech. Ya know, the good life.."

..and then leans it in at em.. "..and 'then' you two pull this stuff. Can I.. um.. can I ask a little query here?

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...DID YOU TWO GET US INTO A WAR or WHAT!?!?!"

Bell.. "We only felt that his situation was wrong, and did.. well, what you would do."

Aleaic blinks...

"..she's right. How else can we emulate greatness, than by thinking like you would sire?" Keiichi jumps in with. Skuld and Peorth roll their eyes, as Aleaic cocks his eyes like Mister Spock.

"...yeah. Next time I want to start a fight..

JEEZE, can ya at least tell me through the Hikari Link first before you pull this stuff? Just a lil warning ya know.." ..fingering between his and their brain cases... "..ya know, it's what that stuff is for. What, you need a Hikari Trees for Dummies book or something?"

"Okay were sorry Al, but you know that.."

Aleaic waves his hand with submission. "Kay kay, I get the idea." ..and leans back and breathes out like a horse.

He then looks at Marius. "Well, *looking a sec at the 'offenders'* if I can make this official..

...how 'can' we help. It sounds like you need a touch of help of some kind."

"Great, war drums time." ..Aleaic just devil eyes Lady Seto.

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((OC- Sorry, watching MASH right now... =^^= ))

Marius and his men look at each other and respond, "sir, If you attack the Empire you will have to worry that your worlds will be attacked by wormhole missiles and Gentically engineered and cloned Marines the Empire is already a major military power in the Antares Galaxy, The Emperor will also force the Imperial guard and the people of his worlds to fight your ground forces. I recommend you use your size a speed to attack quick and fast before the Empire can respond."


In Imperial space...........

The Imperial Space Navy is in a state of code red the Empire is now already in combat readiness one. The Empire is just waiting for the dreaded Invaders to come.

The Dominion sent a coded message to Deatharon high command

Seems you have a bit of trouble on your hands. We are willing to help stop a illegal invasion of your nation. We can send in Task Force Alpha with 364 Ships if need be to help.

In a heavily coded message to the Dominion

(The Empire of Deatharon would gladly accept help from our friends the Dominion)

Grand Duke Mavis Von Antheron

Aleaic looked at Marius, then raised a hand and made a wierd swirling motion with it.

..and traioing after was a long sparkle of tiny sparkles of light.

..and a wavy ribbon of light with it.

..another Angelhawk Wing. "If this looks familiar to you, might want to keep one other thing in mind." ..Aleaic sighs and... "..the Power of Hikari protected you today by encasing your enemy in a bubble we allowed them to escape from, but not conventionally. If we wanted, they wouldn't have been able to breate air.

..that power, as long as I exist, no thanks to the Powers a long time in fact, that the Power of Hikari, is extended throughout my realm. Both here, and in my Intergalactic Colonies.

'Any' weapon not our own, or even one such, with ill intent against our citizen worlds, is rendered inert.

..it's not destroyed, just simply rendered impotent. It was that power that defeated the Dark Wave, and it protects us, through the added graces of our 'real' Goddess Lady Creation. You'd like her, sassy attitude and gorgeous dresser.

..trust us. And to 'anyone' else that may be listening.

We 'are' safe from pretty much any conventional attack, even one that teleported dead into this very chamber. That whole thing with Skeith made us 'overly' warily about such things, and we will not be suckered liek that ever again.

..worry not. We have a base that safe to operate from."

Aleaic then rises, and then asks.. "As for the other part, are you asking for military assistance Lord Marius?"

The Dominion sent the Task Force to Deatharon space in secreat useing cloaks to hide their movements.

Marius replies, "I think the Empire needs to be repaired we must let Emperor Akarth Von Antheron I, know that people are not his resources to be used and thrown away. I Marius the head Delegate from the Empire of Deatharon ask for your Military intervention to help purge are Empire of this evil."

((OC- Zeta, TG me with the size of that fleet you just sent. Also to inform what me and D here are cookin up.

..TG me also Detharon if you still want to go through with this.))

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Aleaic bit his cheeks, then looked at Azusa and Tsutsumi. "What do you think?"

"If Lord Marius her can give us a wide latitude estamite of their vessels capabilities, and what kind of forces could be used. We can come up with a plan to do a head hunter operation."

Aleaic nods. "Call in Clan Nova Cat and at least twenty Regiments from each of the allied powers. Comprise a Fleet battle plan to storm their assets within a two week time table.

..and prepare an estimate of logistics needed for three times that time period, at least, and then prepare at least one of the A-SSDs as a central command ship."

Azusa asks. "What about the Zetan War, and the mess with Chronosia?"

Aleaic sighs. "We're not involved with them yet. And one added thing.

..as much as possible, incapacitating attacks, ion disruptors, Hikari Fields, I don't care.

I want them defeated, but I also want them back on their feet as quick as possible."

Azusa cocks an eye. "Plan Wrath then is it?" ..Aleaic nods. "As we planned."

Aleaic then looks at Marius and his men. "Give us about a month, and we'll give your people a better life for themselves. I swear my name on it."

Tsui then quips. "Dear, don't use such language." ..Aleaic just rolls his eyes. "My kingdom for some respect."

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Is this war going to be on a Seperate Thread?

((OC- Aye, you start it.))
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Aleaic then took a bit of leyway in his next act, and Keiichi and Bell seemed to know what was coming. "Oh this is gong be bad." ..Bell moaned.

Aleaic then stops nearest of six food dispensers. He then says. "Time for the medicine treatment."

Every Council member, and more than a few Angel Gods and angelic warriors, 'and' techs passing by, all moan with an 'ugly' tone. Bell and Keiichi just look at each other and cringe.

Aleaic then turns to the replicator, and orders two items. About the size of a small candy each. Seto sees and quips. "Do you 'have' to make them into Jolly Ranchers?"

Aleaic looks, smirks, and then wlaks over and hands the couple one of the bits each. He then takes a few steps towards his chair, just as Arashi comments. "Husband, this is just too unusual a punishment for..." Aleaic holds up a hand and then turns around after sitting in his seat.

The couple look at their 'treats' and keep grimacing. Aleaic though prods. "Come on. You know the penalty for overstepping bounds."

The two sigh. "I'd prefer the rack or something."

"Not brutal enough. And I like keeping my people alive to learn from mistakes. It's still an effective form of punishment, knowing the mortal pallate of taste."

Bell then quips. "Remind us to thank you mother again later."

The two take a simultaneous deep breath, then gulp, and then pop the 'candy' into their mouths. The Council members watching make a big, fat 'EWW!!' sound.

The two start sucking on the candy, and their faces make sucking on a lemon seem a delight. Aleaic then just pops up a holoscreen as he waits, saying. "Remember. Can't leave the chamber until it's all gone. And no swallowing early either."

Both are now smacking less than appeased now, as Keiichi finally blurts out mouth full. "Man *ulgy smacking* ..did you have.. *ick sound* ..to make them liver and onion flavored?"

Aleaic just quips. "..and did I ever do anything off kilter to my folks after 'I' got it the first time? Still don't know how they made that stuff 'naturally' like that in the first place.

..but look at me now."

Seto bland eyes with.. "Don't go there sire."

...it's not the taste that's the killer...

..it's the twelve minute wait to suck it all down..

..and the after taste for the next week after. =xX=;;;;

Sensui sits in a chair in his room he lets out a sigh. " I wish there was some kinda of fighting to do here. Jayce said i cant go into battle untell these talks are done. God knows how long that will take. And there is a war and i am not there. Such a waste of my power."

He then ask Albedo who is with him to send out a mental signal to ask if any Gaian would like to fight Sensui. Its that or put up with his moaning for the rest of the time and Albedo dose not want that.

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do you want it open closed invite?

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Dominar Shiomi moved into the command deck of the SDT Peaceful Rift and saw the captain, Marshal Kirba, and the comms officer standing over the commscan reading reports.

"Marshal, I thought I told you to get some rest" she said as she walked up next to him. She looked over the lines of text rolling up the screen, trying to read the gibberish. "What is this? Wrath? Nova Cats? Empire of Death? What are you looking at?"

The comms officer answered her "These are comms signals leaving the planet, all high level stuff. They're all translated from the other nation's languages, so something may be lost in the translation but I think we have the jist of it. It seems that everyone is gearing up for war." She grabbed a print out and handed it to the Dominar. "This has some statement about the two similar nations, both are mentioned as Zeta, and they are going to war. Also, our hosts are moving military, though we doing know what or how many."

The man in the shadows finally spoke, "So we finally start dealing with others in the universe, and they're all going to war. Do we really want to deal with these people?"

The Dominar turned, started. "We are here to be diplomatic and have a palaver with these people. We are here to learn what we can get from these people and give them. We are here to learn as much about them in any way possible. But we are going to stay here, understand 'gunslinger'?"

The man walked out of the shadows, yet they seemed to stay with him as he walked into the light. His face was still obscured by the brim of his hat as he looked into the Dominar's eyes.

"Look missy, I don't answer to you, or anyone on this ship. I will abide by your rules," as long as they suit me he thought to himself, "but I still have my duty to do. You can palaver with them all you want, but if I find I need to do something against your palaver, I will." He turned and started to walk back to his cabin.

"Oh, and this world is....strange. You won't need that," he said motioning towards the Marshal's sidearm. "It doesn't work here."And with that he left the command deck.

The captain shook his head as the gunsligner left, "He's strange."

Marius explains what he knows of Deatharon's Navy to his allies.

The Imperial Space Navy
The primary ship: The Imperial Battle Cruiser Armor: Medium Xintium crew:100
Naqata engines Two Massive Omega Warhead turrets 10 phaser cannons One Point singularity Cannon. Cloak device, Nauderia shields 2 wormhole Generators. 20 Alpha missile turrets. speed average.

The secondary ship: The Imperial heavy Carrier. Armor: Ultra heavy Xintium crew: 500
3 Plasma torpedo launchers 5 phaser cannons holds 500 interceptors 500 Imperial bombers. and up to 100,000 soldiers with standard tanks and walkers. 5 Wormhole generators Nauderia shields 100 Alpha missile turrets. Nauderia engines.
speed: very slow

The ultimate capital ships: The Imperial guardian. Armor: Ultra Extremely heavy Xintiumm. Crew 2000
500 Phaser cannons, 10 Omega missile turrets, 10 Nauderia engines, 10 Plasma torpedo launchers two Point singularity cannons, 500 Alpha missile turrets. Naqata and Nauderia shields combined 50 wormhole generators Speed needs generators to get any where beyond its immediate System.

Sadly this is all I know of The Imperial Space Navy. I do have more Information on the Imperial Guard and Imperial Marines.

H2-50 shook its head as he watched events unfold.

"Organics," it said quietly, disapprovingly. The others nodded, glancing around. It did not seem to matter what planet they were from, nor what ideologies they had -- organics were obsessed with war. How a trade conference could lead to such talk was beyond H2-50, but it was not unexpected at all. As the younger Mykonians always said, 'anything squishy likes to wave guns around'.

"Yes, as I thought," H2-50 said. "Nothing constructive can be gained from this event any longer. We will depart. Good day to you all, and thank you for helping us acquire at least one of the things we had hoped for to improve our future efficiency. I hope that you have not all killed each other by the next time we meet."

It looked around at the other three Mykonians, who all nodded, and then it twitched its head slightly as a short message pulse was sent up to MBB2-128. MBB2-128 was still hanging around nearby, having not been given anything to do by their hosts as was initially requested. It was quite happy to transport them away in a flash of white light. The large, irregular-shaped vessel turned almost gracefully and pushed forwards slowly, rippling out of view as it disappeared from normal space and headed back to Mykonia.

Marius tells his allies about the Imperial Guard and The Imperial Marines

The Imperial Guard

The Imperial Guard is made up of citizens from ages 15-25 that are called up at certain times to be the main Ground Defense force for the Empire. The standard soldier will be armed with a phaser rifle and three thermal denators the Guard are also given standard chronos armor the cheapest and weakest armor in the Antares Galaxy. The guard is usually supported by hover tanks, Attack walkers and mobile Ghost gun platforms. The main tatics of the Guard is to attack and surpise the enemy in a fight of brutal attrition.

The Imperial Marines

The Imperial Marines are the Elite of the Empire cloned and gentically altered to be super soldiers they tend to be zealous and fanatically in the service of the Emperor. The Marines carry rapid fire pulse rifles and are given electron pistols. The Marines also have energy shields that guard them from energy attack. The Marines are also Stronger faster and some say smater than the average human. The Marines also get Predator tanks and Death walkers. The Elite of the Marines are the Imperial Death Guard Marines this Marines get everything above plus cloaking shields for personal use. The Marines Tatics is to ambush or use hit and run tatics.

Marius finishes telling his allies of Deatharon's Military and tatics.

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The Strategic and Tactical Advisors were sopping this up like bread on a plate with gravy on it.

Yurika though had the mind to ask two questions.

"Can you tell us the relative frequency of the shield arrays used by your forces, and include the energy signature pattern of your heavy planet based and system defense weapon platforms?"

..and..

"...how well are your troops accustomed to psychological tactics? And I mean 'very' psychological."

"I can't say the military high command does not let common soldiers know that and that is all I was as for psychological tactics The Imperial Guard are common citizens drilled in shooting and assualt tatics with some mean men shooting anyone who does not perform his or her duty. The Marines are loyal fantical and believe the Emperor like he is god himself thus they are more resistant to those kind of tatics." said Marius in a casual way.

"..depends on what 'tactics' are used." Yurika quips, writing a few 'ideas' down on her comp-Padd unit.

Washu though then mentions. "They 'did' have their Marines on the surface of our planet. That means they were scanned, like everyone else forieign to our world is.

...I bet we can figure out what we need."

Ifurita adds.. "I also bet their have been too used to a certain type of warfare for too long. Another point we can use."

"Stagnation can hurt.." Aleaic agrees with.

Marius adds, "The Marines are arrogant and think they are the chosen of the Emperor and thus the best warriors in the Antares Galaxy. They have never been defeated. A defeat would hurt there morale and curb their feeling of being unstopable."

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keep in mind Marius has not served in the actually Guard in 8 years and does not know that the mutants have been accepted as citizens and thus in military positions. Marius has not even been in Deatharon territory for a 5 years due to his mission as a Ambassador and delegate, He is feeding old information on when he was in the Guard and inside the Empire.

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Aleaic comments. The Clans are arrogant as well, the Crusader ones that is. The Jaguars were even worse that this, and look what happened to them. Destroyed utterly.

Technology can also do that, so let's make sure our troops are mindful of this."

Yurika and Ifurita nods. "Noted." The former quips. Aleaic then adds. "..and remember, we're going in 'not' to kill anyone. I want our forces to use all means to accomplish this effect.

..no martyrs, and 'no' families to tell why we killed someone's son or daughter. No... I want them all to see the world we intend to deliver for them.

..and for once let's deliver on that. I don't say things like this lightly ya know."

The others shake their heads. "Perfect on paper..."

"...but in practice." Azusa finishes for Tsutsumi. Aleaic then nods and adds his own. "Well, let's make a white paper that reality itself will be proud of."

Marius feels he better warn his friends, "Remeber the Empire is not that forgiving they would kill you and your families without hesitaion and what ever you do don't let them take you prisoner. The Guard tends to shoot P.O.Ws that are to weak to dig trenches or build bunkers. At least they don't use the Mutants boy are they brutal. The Mutants had to live underground and were never citizens and thus never in Imperial society."

"Any other lovely suprises we should know about? What about any native groups, such as 5th Columns and such?" Ifurita asks.

Marius mentions one other group, "The Brotherhood of freedom is the only group like that but they are nearly wiped out due to constanely being harassed by the Guard and Marines. The Brotherhood is mostly called the resistance by average citizens. They are mostly based in subject worlds meaning the Brakka systems."

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Aleaic simply remarks back. "Well, they're going to have a 'lot' more support soon.

...a lot more."

Aleaic then turns to the rest of the Council. "I want the Conference to still occur, no matter what happens. I still intend to carry on it's intent, even if the nature of peace has changed in this realm.

..there's still a message from all this to deliver. Let's ensure it's heard."

Marius looks at Aleaic and saids, "sir I personally do not think that is a good idea the Brotherhood of Freedom would drag the Empire into anarchy and destruction." One of the Delegates adds,"We should know we did fight them for most of our youth."

"Then I ask you good sir. Do 'you' think it is a good idea for us to invade your realm? It sounds like we'll be ending up with the interstellar version of Iraq here." Aleaic says with a good huff.

Marius replies, The Brotherhood would destroy the Empire and turn us into a feudal society of peasants and nobles. I believe the Empire should stand but with some restrictions on the Emperor's power."

Albedo had been reading the minds of Marius and the others and tells sensui what is going on.

Sensui says " Ready my Mobile Suit i am going into battle with the gaians to test out the new suit."

Albedo nods " I will go with you"

Meanwhile Aura and Jessica tried to keep their minds on the trade talks but it was half hearted knowing that their home was at war.

Marius asks one more thing, "Do you want us at the conference or is our nation banned from the conference?"

"Open... it'll give them a place to eventually sue for peace.

And..." Al adds a sudden shocker..

"...that will probably be after I have confronted this Emperor personally."

Tsui hears this and stabs back. "LOVE!? What do you.."

"..exactly what it means. I will be leading the invasion from the head of Alpha Galaxy. In this way, the universe will know how far the ideals of the Ascendancy will go.

..and that hammer blow goes all the way to the head."

Marius saids, "I will open a communication channel to the Empire to let them know that they can still send a new represenative to the Conference." One of the Delegates walk out and comes back 5 mins later. "The Emperor's brother Grand Duke Mavis Von Antheron will come to the meeting." saids the Delegate, "He saids he will represent the true Deatharon Empire."

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Aleaic replies back to this with. "We'll establish what the 'true' nation will comprise."

Aleaic then ends the meeting with.. "Let us not forget the sins we are about to commit, in the name of the name of liberation.

We will be sinned, until we prove otherwise by action, what we mean in words."

At that, he nods to the delegates, and then departs the meeting area. The Council disperses as well, though Peorth, Keiichi and Bell remain behind for the moment.

Meanwhile, the sounds of Startica 'still' revel, unknowing of the decisions being made behest of most ears.

...nor is it time to hold back celebration. There will be enough to scorn over in the coming days unto years.

Marius and the others leave to their quarters.

A wormhole opens..........

One Imperial Guardian surrounded by 25 Imperial Battlecruisers exit out.

(containing Mavis and his advisors.)

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((OC- Think I'll end this topic for now, and get back to it after the war is done. Less topics to keep track of for the moment.))