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The Federation of Emperia Galactica

"May His Mercifull Shadow Fall Upon you"

It is a Glorious time for the Federation of Emperia Galactica!

For Millenia We looked to the stars, in the hope that we were not alone in the vast reaches of space, but now that question shall be answered! The Federation upon completing the 1st Battlegroup, will take to the stars on this maiden voyage of discovery, to search for races of all colours and creeds, to extend the hand of freindship and strengthen our ties with all who seek friendship...

This is a Galactic wide transmission in the hopes that someone will hear our call!

May his Mercifull Shadow Fall upon you


(OOC: this is my FT nation, my other Nation the Kraven Corporation is PMT, i fancied doing a bit of FT but didnt want to convert KC in to FT, so created this nation, on the surface we appear as a freindly civilsation, but underneath the Veil of darkness is a sinister and evil government bent on Galactic Domination, it rules its people with fear and intimidation, while the whole time making it out that they are looking after the people in their best interests, Im looking for First contact in this thread, as the name suggests, basicaly diplomatic talks between the 1st battlegroup and other FT nations, this is basicaly an Exercise to test the water and see what, if any, other nations have)

Whitestar 389, Deep Space Scouting Mission, Sector 438

Alyt Meronn was quite proud of his little ship. After twelve years since joining the fleet he finnaly got command of a ship, and it was a Whitestar fresh out of the shipyards. He looked around and smiled seeing his officers working on the consoles.

`Alyt`, said a lieutenant interrupting his train of thoughts,`long range scans shows some sort of fleet. Origin unknown so far. Low details at this range.`

`Take us in, but be prepared to jump out of their way if they prove hostile`

The five hundred meter long warship jumped in a flash of blue light and soon apeared near the alien fleet. A short message was sent shortly after to the fleet.

This is Alyt Meronn, commander of Whitestar 389 of the Calpian Empire. We are here in a mission of exploration. We are proposing a first contact meeting with your nation if thats alright with you.


ooc: pic for the Whitestar class monitor:

http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/muahdib/storefront/whitestar.jpg


I assumed your fleet is already launched and exploring...if you want me to hear the message and come to the origin i can edit

Onboard the Paragon Class Star Destroyer....

"Sir, We've recieved a signal from unknown origon."

"Distance?"

"Unknown captain."

"Lieutenant? Locate that signal."

Captain Injustal stood upon Death's Glory, the last star destroyer class in the Galactic Empire of Huntaer to posess the conning tower.

"Sir, located the signal."

"Well lieutenant?"

"Sir, it appears to be some sort of a fleet."

"Really lieutenant?"

"Yes sir, they appear to be rather primative."

The captain stopped to think for a moment. "We're going in. I want the ship's status on yellow alert, just incase they decide to attack us for some unknown reason. I would like to try to handle this diplomaticly if we can. If not, we'll resort to our weapons."

"Aye sir. Plotting new course to fleet's location."

"Also send a transmission."


This is the H.S.S. Death's Glory, a Huntarian war ship. We have recieved your message and we're interested in communication. Please confirm upon our approach.

"Transmission sent Captain."

"Good. Jump to hyperspace. Let's meet that fleet."

(OOC: its cool, yes we are already exploring:))

Emperia Flagship: The Eviscerator
http://www.obh.snafu.de/~madley/starwars/dataimg/imperial_star_destroyer.gif


"Commander... a ship has just appeared on Sector scans and is sending a transmission"

"Oh? Bring it on screen and patch the communication through..."

"As you wish Commander"

This is Alyt Meronn, commander of Whitestar 389 of the Calpian Empire. We are here in a mission of exploration. We are proposing a first contact meeting with your nation if thats alright with you.

"Open a Communication wth the Whitestar"

"As you wish Commander

I am Commander Horst of the 1st Emperia Battlegroup, we are on an Exploration and First Contact Operation, We are pleased to hear to you are the same and request that you Join us on my Flag Ship The Eviscerator to engage in further talks.

Commander Horst Out...

Emperia Flagship: The Eviscerator

"Commander we are Receiving another Transmission.."

"Hmm... It appears we are not alone as we first thought... Patch it through"

"As you wish Commander"

This is the H.S.S. Death's Glory, a Huntarian war ship. We have recieved your message and we're interested in communication. Please confirm upon our approach.

The Commander removed his officers hat and flatend his hair, he rubbed his face with his hand and replaced his cap... his first day on his job and he was already feeling somewhat over whelmed

"Commander?"

"Open a Communication"

"as you wish"

I am Commander Horst of the Emperia Flag ship Eviscerator... we are pleased that you have heard our communication and invite you to talks aboard our flag ship.

May his merciful shadow fall upon you

Commander Horst

He sat back down in the command chair, and took a deep breath... he let out a sigh and looked back towards the command console.

"Sir, I've picked up their communication."

"Good lieutenant. Helmsman, take us into the fleet.

Death's Glory dropped out of hyperspace near the unknown battle fleet.

"Hmm. Status of their fleet Lt. Commander?"

"They're rather primative sir. Their weapons won't be a match against ours, but there is more of them than there is of us. I'd suggest you try to avoid any conflicts or violent confrontations sir."

"All right. Tell them I'm going in. I only want 6 guards with me, all space marines."

"Aye sir."


Captain Injustal to meet with you. He'll be ariving in a Lambda shuttle followed by two Tie Dart escorts. There will be 6 guards with him.

The Captain's shuttle dropped from the hangar bay and it's wings unfolded as it moved towards the other fleet.

"So captain, this is one of their first contacts."

"I'm aware of that guard."

"What will they do?"

"Unknown. Just keep your bolters at your sides and grenades handy incase things get out of hand."

"Roger that."

Meronn turned and ordered his men ` I want the science officer with me, and two Sentinels. Prepare the flyer`

Fifteen minutes later a small flyer left the Whitestar and aproached the flagship of the alien fleet while sending a message asking for coordinates of the landing bay.

The Flight controller looked over the screen, two shuttles were approaching, he'd been instructed a while ago that they were going to arrive soon and so had made preparations for their arrival...

To all approaching Shuttles, you Landing Vector is 342 Shuttle bay Alpha 56..

Inside the hangar stood the detachment of Honour guard, designed to both welcome and intimidate the guests of the Emperium

http://members.aol.com/ickabel98/stsquad.gif

Commander Horst stood in the centre of the Formation flanked by his Officers and other Military personel... dispite this being an Exploration misson, there was a distinct lack of Civilian and non military personel...

The flyer slowly entered the hangar bay and landed. A door opened and the two Sentinels that were guarding the officers exited and assumed position on the sides of the door. Standing tall, at 2.5 meters high, they were an impressive sight to the eye. Meronn exited the shuttle and advanced to the greeting party, his second officer and the two sentinels behind him.

He bowed slightly in front of them and spoke

`Valen with you. I am Alyt Meronn.`


ooc:
pic for the sentinels: http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/muahdib/storefront/sentinels.jpg
pic for the regular calpians: http://www.gkane.de/images/neroon.gif

The flyer slowly entered the hangar bay and landed. A door opened and the two Sentinels that were guarding the officers exited and assumed position on the sides of the door. Standing tall, at 2.5 meters high, they were an impressive sight to the eye. Meronn exited the shuttle and advanced to the greeting party, his second officer and the two sentinels behind him.

He bowed slightly in front of them and spoke

`Valen with you. I am Alyt Meronn.`


ooc:
pic for the sentinels: http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/muahdib/storefront/sentinels.jpg
pic for the regular calpians: http://www.gkane.de/images/neroon.gif


Commander Horst bowed slightly in respect, then placed a clenched fist against his left shoulder, brought down across his chest, over his heart, and to the top of his right thigh, he opened the palm of his hand and extended towards the envoy, and spoke

"May his Merciful shadow fall upon you"

the Commander smiled...

"Welcome to the Eviscerator, if you will please wait until the 2nd Envoy arrives then we can retire to the Observation deck, where we can discuss matters in greater detail, please tell me... did you have a pleasant Journey?"

OOC:
http://www.nonsolomartelli.net/Guerre%20Stellari/immagini%205/Piett.jpg

Commander Horst

The Flight controller looked over the screen, two shuttles were approaching, he'd been instructed a while ago that they were going to arrive soon and so had made preparations for their arrival...

To all approaching Shuttles, you Landing Vector is 342 Shuttle bay Alpha 56.


Inside the hangar stood the detachment of Honour guard, designed to both welcome and intimidate the guests of the Emperium

http://members.aol.com/ickabel98/stsquad.gif

Commander Horst stood in the centre of the Formation flanked by his Officers and other Military personel... dispite this being an Exploration misson, there was a distinct lack of Civilian and non military personel...


"Roger that Controle. We're apporaching Landing Vector 342 Shuttle bay Alpha 56."

The Shuttle landed slowly in the hangar bay, and then the landing ramp was lowered. Captain Injustal walked out followed by his space marine guards.
"Greetings from the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. I am Captain Injustal, captain of the Paraton Class Star Destroyer Death's Glory."

OOC: Space marines:
http://photos1.flickr.com/850333_0c3087fe5a.jpg

`Yes, quite pleasant, thank you. May I inquire on the meaning of your greeting? Shadows are not apreciated in our culture, especially for the meaning we give them, and the race we asociate with the word. We prefer to walk in the light towards the end of our journey.`

Even as the Galactic War had started, there were battlegroups and fleets of the the Galactic Republic that still maintained their course of exploration and discovery. It was required, really. You can't explore beyond the 45 Star Systems and expect everything to be alright. One had to get rid of the blind spots, one must know hiw way around.

One such fleet that maintained its course was the 2nd Galactic Exploration Contingent, a fleet consiting of one Hailstorm-Class Battlecruiser, two Aries-Class Heavy Cruisers, and eight Blazing Blue Class Scouts. Its Commanding Admiral, a First Admiral Edgar Valro, sat onboard the Battlecruiser Hammer, assigned to it per-request some long years back.

The fleet itself had just exited Sub-Space, and was moving slowly to an unknown system. A powerful Microwave burst was sent out, a sensor mechanism, and before anything could be retrieved from the sweep, a communication was Revieved.

"Admiral," started the Communications Officer, "we've recieved a transmission of First Contact. Shall I implement the same Order of First Contact?"

First Admiral Valro nodded slowly, "Yes, please. If they wish to see us, then let them. Respond with a greeting, and a planned time of arrival."

"Aye, Admiral."

First Admiral Edgar Valro of the 2nd Galactic Exploration Contingent sends greetings of First Contact. We will arrive shortly.

Short but sweet, and it did the trick.

OOC:
http://hawk.proboards1.com/index.cgi?board=Military&action=display&thread=1103679193
^-----Information on ships and fighters.

"Roger that Controle. We're apporaching Landing Vector 342 Shuttle bay Alpha 56."

The Shuttle landed slowly in the hangar bay, and then the landing ramp was lowered. Captain Injustal walked out followed by his space marine guards.
"Greetings from the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. I am Captain Injustal, captain of the Paraton Class Star Destroyer Death's Glory."

OOC: Space marines:
http://photos1.flickr.com/850333_0c3087fe5a.jpg


The Commander turned at the apperance of the Captain... he gave the same greeting to the captain, and uttered the words

"may his merciful shadow fall upon you"

the Commander turned back towards Alyt...

"I mean no offense by my gesture, it is a common gesture used throughout Emperia, during the Dark times of the our planet, excessive industrial complexes, who were... shall we say Lax with their distribution of pollutants... blocked out the sun for aproximatly 400 years, before we managed to remove many of the harmfull pollutants and toxins, we refered to the thick blanket of smog that coated the planet as 'The Shadow' and it adopted an almost deity like respect, but we look to the future now and the Shadow remains part of our culture in mear stories and ancient traditions... please.. I meant no offence"



An officer entered the room,

"Commander we are receiving another transmission, another fleet is on its way..."

"Excellent Captain, Inform the fleet that it is welcome... Now gentlemen... shall we proceed?"

The Emperian Flagship The Eviscerator, welcomes you aboard to engage in diplomatic talks... your Landing Vector is 342 Shuttle bay Alpha 56.

The Commander turned at the apperance of the Captain... he gave the same greeting to the captain, and uttered the words

"may his merciful shadow fall upon you"

the Commander turned back towards Alyt...

"I mean no offense by my gesture, it is a common gesture used throughout Emperia, during the Dark times of the our planet, excessive industrial complexes, who were... shall we say Lax with their distribution of pollutants... blocked out the sun for aproximatly 400 years, before we managed to remove many of the harmfull pollutants and toxins, we refered to the thick blanket of smog that coated the planet as 'The Shadow' and it adopted an almost deity like respect, but we look to the future now and the Shadow remains part of our culture in mear stories and ancient traditions... please.. I meant no offence"


"Ofcourse, no offence taken. I was just curious on your use of the word. Please...lead the way to the lounge."

The Commander looked rather relieved, diplomacy was always tense...

the Commander lead the way, flanked by his highest ranking officers, the envoy passed many rooms as they were taken to the very top of the Conning tower, a short ride in one of the many turbo lifts and they were greated by a very spectacular veiw of the stars above them..

"I like this room a lot the Commander spoke, I often spent many an hour in here while the ship was being constructed... it had been such a long time since I saw the stars..." the Commander smiled before taking a seat at the head of the table...

"Please gentlemen take a seat.."

at intervals of 5 feet stood one of the Emperias stormtroopers... despite the generaly joyfull nature of the Commander, there was still a heavy military presence...

The two calpian officers stood down, with the sentinels behind them and waited for the Commander to speak.

OOC:
(Mandalorian Armor is the first one shown on page:)
http://hawk.proboards1.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=spacemilitary&thread=1121709345&page=1
(Weapon specs on this page)
http://hawk.proboards1.com/index.cgi?board=spacemilitary&action=display&thread=1121709183

IC:

A disturbance in space formed not far from the First Contact point, blue mists surrounding a sphere of darkness glowing brighter. Minutes later, it increased in verosity, only to seemingly collapse on itself as a blinding lighting took through all of the currect area. In the lights wake stood the 2nd Galactic Exploration Contigent, a message immedietly being recieved as the bluish mist of Sub-Space flowed off the ships.

The Emperian Flagship The Eviscerator, welcomes you aboard to engage in diplomatic talks... your Landing Vector is 342 Shuttle bay Alpha 56.

First Admiral Edgar Valro, his dark suit of command hiding his identity, nodded at the transmission, and opened a channel to one of eight scouts apart of the contigent. They were to personally transport him to the meeting point, with a small squad of Marines in Mandalorian Scout Armor.

He stood and saluted to his Second-in-Command, heading towards the docking bay of the ships as the metallic clapping of Marine armor followed closely behind.

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The Blazing Blue Scout Ship Storm quickly accelerated from the Battlecruiser Hammer's docking bay. Its Commander, a certian Commander Henry Yune, ordered the the scout to make a turn for the designated corridinates of First Contact.

The scout only had two crew, but in back had room for ten people, at least two normal squads of marines. It was the perfect craft for infiltration, and, in this case, transport. If anyone attacked, it could quickly get out of the way. Its fusion cannons were no, and Commander Yune trusted the new girl in all her abilities.

Commander Yune ordered the the 52.12 meter long ship to slow down as it corrected landing vectors, and headed for Shuttle bay Alpha 56. Slowly, it entered the bay, and its landing skids lowered as it settled down. A walk-way was lowered, and five Marines first stepped out. Four green colored suits holding a Core Defence Industries Multi Purpose Blaster Rifle, and the squad leader in red colored armor held a Galactech Alpha-One "Heretical" Blaster Rifle.

Soon to follow was First Admiral Edgar Valro himself, his dark and smooth helment having a soft glare from lights above. Soon after, a blue orb appeared on the helment, one signifing eyes for the people outside to see. The orb tunred left and right, centering finally on a group of individuals. Valro walked foward, his dark cape following behind smoothly as his marines closely followed.

OOC:
(Mandalorian Armor is the first one shown on page:)
http://hawk.proboards1.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=spacemilitary&thread=1121709345&page=1
(Weapon specs on this page)
http://hawk.proboards1.com/index.cgi?board=spacemilitary&action=display&thread=1121709183

IC:

A disturbance in space formed not far from the First Contact point, blue mists surrounding a sphere of darkness glowing brighter. Minutes later, it increased in verosity, only to seemingly collapse on itself as a blinding lighting took through all of the currect area. In the lights wake stood the 2nd Galactic Exploration Contigent, a message immedietly being recieved as the bluish mist of Sub-Space flowed off the ships.



First Admiral Edgar Valro, his dark suit of command hiding his identity, nodded at the transmission, and opened a channel to one of eight scouts apart of the contigent. They were to personally transport him to the meeting point, with a small squad of Marines in Mandalorian Scout Armor.

He stood and saluted to his Second-in-Command, heading towards the docking bay of the ships as the metallic clapping of Marine armor followed closely behind.

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The Blazing Blue Scout Ship Storm quickly accelerated from the Battlecruiser Hammer's docking bay. Its Commander, a certian Commander Henry Yune, ordered the the scout to make a turn for the designated corridinates of First Contact.

The scout only had two crew, but in back had room for ten people, at least two normal squads of marines. It was the perfect craft for infiltration, and, in this case, transport. If anyone attacked, it could quickly get out of the way. Its fusion cannons were no, and Commander Yune trusted the new girl in all her abilities.

Commander Yune ordered the the 52.12 meter long ship to slow down as it corrected landing vectors, and headed for Shuttle bay Alpha 56. Slowly, it entered the bay, and its landing skids lowered as it settled down. A walk-way was lowered, and five Marines first stepped out. Four green colored suits holding a Core Defence Industries Multi Purpose Blaster Rifle, and the squad leader in red colored armor held a Galactech Alpha-One "Heretical" Blaster Rifle.

Soon to follow was First Admiral Edgar Valro himself, his dark and smooth helment having a soft glare from lights above. Soon after, a blue orb appeared on the helment, one signifing eyes for the people outside to see. The orb tunred left and right, centering finally on a group of individuals. Valro walked foward, his dark cape following behind smoothly as his marines closely followed.


An officer, not much higher than a Captain, stood and greeted the group of new arrivals

he placed a clenched fist at his left shoulder, brought it across his chest, over his heart and down to the top of his right thigh... then spoke the phrase

"May his Merciful shadow fall upon you"

the captain was very proud to be greeting the diplomatic envoy

"Gentlmen... will you please follow me Talks will begin shortly.."

the Captain turned and gestured towards the door, within a couple of minutes the envoy and the Captain began to stride down the corridor.

"We are very proud of our new fleet, at this very moment the eyes of Emperia are upon us" The captain beemed

within a few minutes the envoy had entered the Observation deck and were greeted by the Commander..

"Ah Gentlmen, please take a seat we have been expecting you..."

the envoy took their seats... the Commander waited a few moments before speaking

"The Federation of Emperia Galactica thanks you, for hearing our plea and joining us aboard the Pinnicle of our technological capabilites... a little outdated in comparision to your ships, but none the less highly advanced to us... It is a vast and dangerous galaxy, and we ourselves know very little of it, fraught with all possible dangers that we as well as yourselves may encounter, hostile planets and hostile races, for this we propose an alliance or some form of treaty in which all races involved with these talks can be safe in the knowledge that during exploration they have friends and allies to call on in a state of emergency..." the Commander paused, looked through some papers then continued with his speech

"We also wish to engage in Trading with your nations, our principle exportations, we hope... will be Uranium, as well as various other products including a multitude of Chemicals that have a variety of uses... we hope that you understand our situtation and that we can form an alliance that is strong and proud and that will stand the test of time eternaly...

Gentlemen... I leave the decision up to you... meanwhile, please feel free to sample our Empires culinary delights while you discuss these matters further"

the Commander sat back in his chair... let out a sigh of relief that it had gone without hitch... taking his hat he flattened his hair.. and rubbed his face...

this was all so stressfull...

Meronn listened carefully to the words of the commander, and then spoke, carefully choosing his words. He was no more comfortable with diplomatic missions then the commander seem to be, but his diplomatic training from the Academy still helped him a bit.

`We dont usually sign alliances in a first contact mission, when we dont know much about the others, but a non-agression pact is in our powers to sign, and we can provide the resource you need without problems. If you will send an ambassador to the Gamora Diplomatic Station for an embassy exchange, then I`m sure there will be someone there more capable of signing an alliance, with all the technical stuff that a treaty would imply. Also, if you want some technology, then I might be able to offer it to you, depending on what you would need.`

"I understand, please excuse my forwardness, we are new to the diplomacy side of things, if there is anything you would like to know, please don't hesitate to ask, I will answer them to the best of my abilities and I would be honoured to sign a none agression pact... " the Commander smiled, as an officer and some technitians in military clothes brought food into the lounge...

"Please enjoy what we have to offer, may I suggest the Darooth steaks, although they may not be as palatable to you as they are to us, we've grown used to the pollutants present in the meat, but fear not you are not at harm, to you it will just taste odd"

the steaks were steaming hot, with sauce and other garnishes draped over it... very appatising... the steak looked like an ordinary beef steak, however it was white like chicken, this was due to the pollutants present in the animal before being killed...

"I understand, please excuse my forwardness, we are new to the diplomacy side of things, if there is anything you would like to know, please don't hesitate to ask, I will answer them to the best of my abilities and I would be honoured to sign a none agression pact... " the Commander smiled, as an officer and some technitians in military clothes brought food into the lounge...

"Please enjoy what we have to offer, may I suggest the Darooth steaks, although they may not be as palatable to you as they are to us, we've grown used to the pollutants present in the meat, but fear not you are not at harm, to you it will just taste odd"

the steaks were steaming hot, with sauce and other garnishes draped over it... very appatising... the steak looked like an ordinary beef steak, however it was white like chicken, this was due to the pollutants present in the animal before being killed...

The Alyt took a bite of the steak, and spoke again ` Then a non-agression pact will be signed today. We would be curious to know what are your reasons for walking among the stars. Resources, expansion, war or simple curiosity?`

"I am not at liberty to answer all of those questions, but notice the distinct lack of none military personel on board..."

the Commander spoke while cutting into his steak, he paused for a moment and took a sip of Emperian wine, before placing the steak into his mouth and chewing...

"I don't know what the Galactica High Council has plans for, I just wait for my Orders... and carry them out with the same machine like efficiency that all Emperians carry out their orders..."

"please? any more questions?"

"I am not at liberty to answer all of those questions, but notice the distinct lack of none military personel on board..."

the Commander spoke while cutting into his steak, he paused for a moment and took a sip of Emperian wine, before placing the steak into his mouth and chewing...

"I don't know what the Galactica High Council has plans for, I just wait for my Orders... and carry them out with the same machine like efficiency that all Emperians carry out their orders..."

"please? any more questions?"

`No, I`m sure that other questions will be answered if you will send an ambassador to our nation. Perhaps you have any questions that you wish to be answered?`, came the reply from the Alyt, before taking another bite from the steak

"hmm, of course once the initial contact is over, we will not hesitate to send a diplomat from our planet... or at least the equivilent to a diplomat, Hmmm perhaps the Galactica High Council will form a Diplomatic Academy?" The Commander thought "Your... Sen... Sentinal?" the Commander spoke the word like trying a fine wine, "What are they?... please im Curious"... the Commander looked at the sentinals with an almost child like fascination.

`Sentinels`, said Meronn smiling, `They are our best warriors when fighting with weapons. Created by our laboratories to do battle and nothing else, they have no gender, they have redundant organs to support injuries better, need little food or sleep, and they are trained from birth to fight for the Empire, and die with honour defending it. Once they reach the age of 16, they are given an armour with personall shield incorporated, and they create a blade that is atached to their arm for the rest of their lives. I assure you, they are quite a sight on the battlefield, that of thousands of Sentinels running fast towards you, screaming and going into the line of fire with no fear of death.`

First Admiral Edgar Valro had kept his helment on as he and the Squad Leader were discussing something, obviously talking about the speech the Commander just gave. Yet, the First Admiral didn't seem interested in the food even as he ate, this was because Anagonians had a particulary uneasyness at exposing their true identities. It was something of a trust issue, really, nothing personal at all.

"It is nice to see you are willing to take giant leaps towards us and our other brethren of the stars," started the First Admiral, his voice seemingly mechanical from the helments voice amplifiers, "this nicely shows your attitude towards us." Edgar did a motion with his arm, towards the Commander as if considering his alliance. "Normally we would highly consider such requests in peacetime," He did another motion, waving his arm to the stars, handing pointing rightly so, the blue orb the helment shown gazing directly at the commander. "However, The Galactic Republic of Anagonia is currently engaged in a War alongside an Interstellar Alliance called the Galactic Empire, and there are many threats to allies of the Galactic Republic."
He then motioned his arm one last time, almost as if pointing towards Emperia's Homeworld. "We will not risk a new civilization getting destroyed because of our unwillingness to consider the situation." He nodded towards the commander, "I say not that we won't consider it, no. I'm saying that we cannot consider an Alliance at this time. Trade and the like, perhaps. An Alliance, no."
The First Admiral shook his head, "Take this not as an insult, only as our way of keeping caution in the wind."

"wow... I hope that if I do see that sight, I'm not on the receiving end" the commander chuckled...

The Commander turned and listented to the words of the Admiral...

"I understand, again I apologise for my Forwardness, again we are new to the diplomacy thing, and it seemed the correct way to go about it..."

A captain entered the room, walked across and whispered into the Commanders eyes...

His eyes widened at the realisation of the information he was being given.

"Gentlmen if you will excuse me, a situation is developing that I must see to at once, if you wish you may join me on the bridge and see out Battle station"

the Commander got up from his seat and walked with the Captain out of the room, two officers remained so that if the envoy wished to visit the Bridge, they had guides to take them...

The calpians stood up, and silently folowed the Commander, escorted by their Sentinels. They were quite curious about the events that triggered this.

the Commander strode onto the bridge, it was a large open area with many consoles, and operators everywhere... officers ran too and fro, the bridge was a hive of activity

"Forwards! bring me up to speed" the commander spoke placing his hands on a railing at the back of the bridge...

"Commander, we detected a vessel de-cloaking at sector 5543"
http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/images/concept_frigate16.jpg

"Origin? Signal? any Ion Particle residue?"

"Yes commander, they have been identified positivly as Emperian Pirates"

in diplomatic talks the commander seemed... uneasy, but in the face of combat and military situations... he was cool, calm and collected..

"Bring up shields, Charge forward Weapons batteries... prepare to fire"

"Understood Commander"

within seconds, a medium sized vessel came into view, its lazer batteries flared into life, bright lances of lazer fire errupted across the Eviscerators shields

a few moments later the Eviscerator returned fire, its turbo lazer batteries burst into a fire works display that totally over shadowed the smaller vessel, who was attacking..

"Forwards... Target Weapons and engines"

"Understood Commander"

the ship rocked suddenly, as the smaller vessel launched a salvo of Plasma torpedoes... they errupted over the shield..

"Commander shield is down to 85%"

"Plasma Torpedoes.... They are Emperian Military..."

"Forwards... Return fire... all forward Batteries"

"Understood Commander"

the Eviscerator returned fire once more... bright lances of energy punctured the smaller vessel with ease, it began a wild spin, then a second salvo from the flag ship blew the spinning craft to the cosmos...

"Cloaking... and Plasma torpedoes... something is very wrong here, Forwards... begin a sector wide sweep... inform me immeadiatly we find anything..."

"As you wish Commander.."

`Nice performance Commander. Enemies of yours?`

"Yes... Emperian Pirates... they've had space travel longer than the Military has, but don't be mistaken... they arn't Emperians, they're off worlders.. who use Emperia as a staging point for pirating attacks, our atmosphere makes it perfect to hide fleets and bases... Sector scans can't penetrate the atmosphere... possibly why we were left alone for so long as well... once we began to take to the stars, we discovered that they didn't like the idea of us taking to space... it would bring unwanted attention to Emperia, during the construction of our battlefleet we were attacked on regular occasions by the pirates... I.... I... I lost my wife in one of the attacks... A million pirate deaths are not enough for her..." the commander held his head low for a moment... his fists clenched tight... before returning his gaze to the command screen...

"Forwards? Anything yet?"

"No Commander, continuing the sweep"

"Very Good... Gentlmen, if you care to take a seat we can continue the talks, but I'm afraid in light of the attacks, they will have to continue on the bridge"

`I am sorry for your loss Commander. We can help you with this pirate problem if you need assistance. Our sensors, speed and weapon systems may provide the extra edge that you might need to finish them off. I`m sure we could dispatch a couple of squadrons of Whitestars to assist if you will welcome their presence.`, said Meronn while sitting down.

"I would be honoured to have assistance, bolstering our numbers may be what we need to finaly dislodge the pirates from our planet, and I thankyou for your concern" the commander smiled, before returning to the screen

"Forwards? anything?"

"Nothing to report"

"hmmmm" the commander thought for a moment "of course... how could I have let it slip by... Cloaking.."

"Forwards... scan at infra red.. search for heat traces"

"As you wish commander"


the Commander waited for the response....

"Commander... we are only picking up heat signatures from our own ships and those of the Diplomats"

"Hmmmm... perhaps they are masking their heat signatures... Alyt... perhaps you can help? do your ships have any form of advanced scanning arrays?"

ooc: I have....what do you want my ships to find?...how many pirate vessels?

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`Of course.`, said Morenn and touched his comlink. `This is Morenn. Scan for any cloaked ships in the area and report the findings. Also, report to the Grey Council about our first contact, and ask for ships to help our new found friends with the pirates in their space.`

(OOC: Say, a small pirate base on in an asteroid field, and about 6 ships of medium size, like the one that attacked the flag ship)

The Commander awaited a respose from Alyt's ships... the commander was still shocked and annoyed that they had some how gotten cloaking technology... and worse still Emperian Military grade weapons...

(OOC: Say, a small pirate base on in an asteroid field, and about 6 ships of medium size, like the one that attacked the flag ship)

The Commander awaited a respose from Alyt's ships... the commander was still shocked and annoyed that they had some how gotten cloaking technology... and worse still Emperian Military grade weapons...

The comlink suddenly came to life and the voice of the officer in charge of the Whitestar at that moment was heard

`We found something Alyt. One small base, several hundred meters long hidded inside an asteroid, and six cloaked ships, same class as the one that was destroyed. You have any orders for us?`

`Yes. Relay coordinates and prepare for battle. Maintain the link with this ship and transmit continuosly the position of the pirates so they can fire upon them. Your main objective is making them drop their shields so that the fleet can engage them more easily.`

Morenn then turned to the Commander and bowed his head slightly before speaking...

`My ship is under your command for the duration of this battle Commander. We are ready when you are.`

ooc: stats for the Whitestar you can find in the storefront link in my signature...second post....if you need to know its capabilities

(OOC: I cant see the link)

"Very good... Forwards, inform the rest of the fleet, bring us to Combat status... alert all Fighter bays... bring us up a fighter screen"

"Understood Commander"

the rest of the fleet began to manouvre into the battle formation, two ships ahead of the flag ship, with the rest of the fleet surrounding with the smaller faster ships behind the flagship, incase faster ships were to out manouever the main fleet.

"Forwards, bring us to the new heading"

"Understood Commander"

(OOC: gotta go, ill post the battle later)

ooc: strange...maybe the problem is in the settings

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=429533

the battlegroup moved to the new co-ordinates, communicated to the fleet by the Alyt's Whitestar

"Eviscerator to The Whitestar move to Sector 345"

"Understood Eviscerator"

the whitestar moved into the middle of the battle group, moving next to the Eviscerator..

"This is Commander Horst... To all ships in the battlegroup, prepare to engage hostiles.."

"Forwards... bring us to Red alert battle status"

"Understood Commander"

the normal lighting suddenly dimmed to near black...then slowly the room was brought into view with a low glow of blood red battle lights.

the battle group began moving, Ion engines moving the group towards the intended target.

within half an hour the battle group was approaching the asteriod field...

"Commander 3 ships decloaking ahead of us"

"Shields up... Charge forward weapons... don't give them a chance to open fire"

"Understood"

the cruisers decloaked.... and began a run at the Eviscerator... Instantly the flag ship and the rest of the battle group opened fire...

bright lances of lazer fire errupted over the first cruiser... its communications systems exploded in a shower of sparks, another salvo of lazer fire hammered the side of the ship, blowing a section off... crewmen were dragged into the cold vacume of space... the crusier began to list... its life support failing it drifted towards another cruiser... the white star opened fire... ensuring that the craft would not escape the clutches of the Emperian fleet.

the second tried to manouver out of the way.. but the tight formation made it impossible to avoid the collision...

"Contine to fire..."

"Understood commander"


there was a bright flash, as the eviscerators main weapons opened fire... bright plasma lances errupted instantly annihilating the already damamged cruiser...

the second cruiser, was crippled by the blast, and the proximity of the explosion of the first cruiser...

the 3rd cruiser disengaged... and began to head back into the asteriod field...

"Dispatch the Emperia Bombers with fighter escort... ensure it doesnt group with the other cruisers"

"Understood Commander"

the eviscerator began to disgorge fighters and bombers, they shrieked out of the hangars and sped towards there targets.

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Bomber
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Figher

as the smaller cruiser disengaged it soon became harrassed by squadrons of fighters.... the swarmed around it, lazer fire being exchanged between the curiser and the fighter pilots... the screamed to and fro... blaster fire exploding all over the surface of the hull...

then the Emperian bombers roared in, dropping their consignment of plasma bombs.... they errupted across key points, engine ports and the bridge section....

within a few minutes of the bombing attack run starting... the cruiser was nothing more than a flaming wreck.. drifting away...

"Good work Forwards, begin the advance into the Asteroid field, use the Plasma lances to remove any asteriods, remain at Battle status"

"Understood Commander"

Suddenly the Alyt`s commlink came back to life, and the voice of the commanding officer spoke `Alyt, we got word from the Fleet Command. The ships you requested to deal with the pirate threat will arrive in 30 minutes. Ten squadrons of Whitestars sir, to be placed under your command.`

Morenn stood silent for a moment, digesting the information. He didnt expect for the suport fleet to be placed under his command, but it seemed a logical choice now, seeing that he already knew the situation. He turned to the Commander and spoke `As you heard Commander, we have fourty Whitestars coming this way to help deal with the pirates. I will remain here and command the fleet for as long as you will need it. They will make the jump to normal space in about half an hour.`

ooc: do you have some kind of IM id? AIM, MSN, yahoo msg....TG me your id please if you do

"Excellent, Alyt, place the fleet on the other side of the asteroid field, if we block their escape routes, they wont stand a chance..." The Commander looked positivly elated that they were about to crush just part of the Pirate menace..

"This is just the begining" he spoke...

"Again Alyt... I thank you for your assistance, it most appreciated"

As the Emperian fleet advanced towards the asteroid field, coordinates for the jump were transmited to the Whitestar fleet. They soon made the jump to normal space, eight jump-points opening, each a blue vortex making room for the Whitestars that started pouring in.

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The Whitestar fleet advanced towards the asteroid field, spreading in squadrons to cut any way of escape for the pirates.

OOC: Sorry haven't responded much, trying to get on internet from library. Kinda hard to keep posting a day when you can't get to a computer, lol

IC:

All this time Drakomis and his squad of marines had been on the side-lines, saying nothing as they gazed out of the bridge at the first pirate attack, saying nothing as the fleets engaged the pirates. They basically kept quiet, almost as if they were inspectors of some sort, watching intently to know how good or how truthful something was.

This was, in fact, the case. First Admiral Edgar Valro slowly watched and waited, hearing updates from his ships. He gazed with interest as he talked privately with the squad leader. This would turn out to be an interesting situation.