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The Imperial City was quiet due to the lateness of the Imperial Council meeting. The Imperial Palace was guarded by the Marines of Panther Pride. Today was the day for the Imperial Council to decide if it would allow the Imperial Republic of Deatharon to join the Republic. The Emperor sat on his Golden Throne while the Councilers wearing their black cermonal robes and masks began the opening of the meeting. The Emperor annouced the approved agenda of Deatharon. The First thing on the list was the possiablity of joining the Republic. The Head Councilor rose from his seat and stated, " The Imperial Republic of Deatharon can not afford to join the Republic it could ruin our ties with the Gaians. The Emperor replies, "The beniefts out weight the cost. The Gaians have declared us independant and thus able to make these decisions." The Head Councilor replies, "I call for no debate just pure vote." The Emperor states loudly, "Agreed no debate." The Councilors see the Emperors willingness to take the intivative like he has enough faith that this will pass without a debate. His confidence may work.

ooc: our republic? "The Republic"?

OOC: yes

ooc: official post comming after I ckeck with the senate.
BTW, the Gians don't hate us, do they?

OOC: no but they did conquer us at one time and have territory within our Galaxy giveing them a lot of influence over our decisions on government.
BTW the borders of Deatharon are closed so if you plan to send a representave to voice your opinion just send a message to the Imperial Republic Space Navy to notify them of your diplomats comeing.

(OOC: Kazec, he means our Republic. He's been talking with me about it for awhile now and is just deciding now. Plus I'll send a diplomat; if it's alright with you, Deatharon, I would like to post that my guy is already there. If you don't want that, then I'll edit my post.)

IC:

Manius Fertius, a Republic ambassador from the nation of Taledonia, sat in the senate of Deatharon listening to the events that were taking place. He wore the traditional diplomatic wear, a simple but expensive white linen tunic with a silk toga, and a laurel crown on his head. He sat in a back corner, with his head resting on his fist, kind of getting bored at waiting for the decision to be done. If Deatharon did in fact decide to join the Republic, he would be in charge of all the diplomatic paperwork that would ensure everything was made official; this he dreaded as he was still a young man of the age of 26 and had just graduated from the Republic Diplomatic University. He took some comfort in the fact that the Deatharon Emperor ordered a vote to be taken quickly and to skip the debate, but he would still have to sit in that awkward corner until it was finished. It was going to be a long night.

The Council votes on the matter. The room is silent as the Councilors press the buttons that symbolize the vote for their system. In the End all Eighteen Councilors vote and the results are

16 for joining
2 for not joining

The Emperor is then suppose to approve of the Council's decision. He presses the button that is on the arm of the throne. The Vote is decided. The Imperial Republic of Deatharon agrees to join with The Republic.


OOC: I do not mind as long as you do not have some fleet above Deatharon Prime (The Deatharon Homeworld)Where the vote is taking place.

This is Kazeci High Command: We wish to send diplomats to your home planet. Please allow them through. They will arrive in a bullet transport with the identification....

A small, sleek, sliver ship appeared on the border. It vanished. It reappeared several systems inward and vanished again. This would continue until it reached the designated planet.

"This is Kazeci Transport 11257-404, requesting permission to land....."

(OOC: No, no fleet. Just a small corvette that transported my diplomat there. Is that ok?)

IC:

Manius, half asleep, looked up as the Emperor gave the results of the vote. Delighted that he could finish his business for the night and retire to his room, he quickly stood up and bowed, shook hands and did all the other customary things with the Deatharon councillors while making his way over to the seated Emperor.

"Now if you don't mind, your Imperial Majesty, do you wish to get down to business? Or wait till tomorrow when we aren't in such a tired state; it is a dead time of night, when no man should be awake. But the choice is yours, friend." he said after taking a bow to the Emperor.

(OOC: Deatharon, check your TG's for the region password.)

The Panther Fleet charged with guarding Deatharon Prime allowed the ship to dock at the Space port on the orbit of the planet. They send a message: (You have permission to land.)

The Emperor replies, "We should get this over with I must send a message to Lady Aluria to have her deal with the two dissadents." The Emperor signals a Marine Guard who walks out of the room.

The door opened. Danielle stepped out, in the earthen robes so common to Kazeci diplomats. She was flanked by 2 lesser diplomats. Behind them marched 6 soldiers, in full ceremonial dress uniform. They all bore the traditional White Silver staffs, although Danielle's was the biggest and shiniest.

With a slight bow, "Hello. My name is Danielle. I will be representing Kazecistan. We wish to be taken to the Taledonian ambassador."

"Very well," replied Manius with a yawn," shall we go to your office then?"

*White Diamond/Sapphire*

In another Galaxy entirely, the still leaderless Holy Council could only watch and look upon the latest events from within the Imperial Republic, with some worry, but little justification otherwise.

With four major Fleet Groups in the Deatharon Prime System alone, and several others in the other seventeen Systems of the Core Imperial Republic Worlds, they indeed has some minor influence.

"We can only watch." Lady Funaho offered her opinion, In her Office, her, Lady Peorth, and Lord Tsutsumi looked over respective report Padds and commented on the events taking place.

"Agreed. Though a admit a bit of uneasiness about this." Peorth put in.

"What does Lady Seto say about this?" Funaho asks Lord Tsutsumi, the primary Council Head, in absence of the self-exiled Aleaic. He comments. "She cannot see justification to interferre. In fact, it may be a way out we want, if all turns out well.

..our mandate calls for defense of the Deatharons, but not interfere of sway too much their opinion in external affairs. So in as long as they do not become bellligerent as a result. The Treaty of Snyggast still calls for 'that' much restraint for the rest of the term."

Lady Funaho leans in her seat and sighs. "I feel old for some reason."

Peorth blinks, and thinks to herself the same for some unknown reason. She however shakes it off, and says.. "I'm going to take a small diplomatic party and ensure all the details of these alliance talks don't grow into anything belligerent."

Funaho and Tsutsumi nod.

About an hour later, the diplomatic party is ready to head off towards the Deatharon Prime System, upon a small Avalon Class Cruiser, and three JumpShips with another shipment destined for Deatharon Prime markets.

The Emperor replies, "Very well." The Imperial Bodyguards of Panther Pride Surround the Emperor. He stands up and heads to the transporter to his personal underground bunker.

The 10 Marine Guards surround the Kazeci diplomats. The Sargent saids, "Follow us to the transporter to the Imperial Palace. The Ambassador is there with the Emperor Akarth Von Antheron."

With a nod of her head, Danielle followed the guards.

The Marines led the diplomats to the transporters. The Sargent sends a coded to message to the transporter computer. The Computer sends a message to lower the Imperial Palace shields. The Shields lower for 2 minutes while the diplomats along with their escorts were beamed into the main reception hall.

After introducing them selves, they were seated.

"Sorry to interrupt, please continue."

ooc: I'll be taking a back seat role here. Taledonia can do most of the talking, I'll chime in if I think it to be necessary.

(OOC: Ugh, hate to do this just when were about to do something important, but I have to go. I'll be on later. Feel free to draft up something and I'll review it later.)

OOC: Ok I will try to draft something.