NationStates Jolt Archive

Since the Deatharon Empire and the Antaran Hegemony rejoined the Republic, agreements had been made, and to honour those agreements, a single Taledonian destroyer was enroute towards the Gaian homeworld to discuss the possibility of a treaty and to ensure that when Deatharon promised aid against the Dark Eternals, that the Gaians would recieve the full support from the Republic.

"Ambassador Lock," came the voice of a man in military uniform standing at the doorway to the Ambassador's room, "We have arrived outside Gaian territory and are hailing them now. Captain Moris requests your presence on the bridge."

Ambassador Lock stood up from his chair. He was about in his mid fourties, and showed it. His fatigued body stood 5'8, and was adorned in a standard diplomatic toga. His brown hair, or what was left of the brown, intermingled with the gray.

"Very well," Lock said with a sigh.

Following the ensign to the bridge, he felt a bit nervous as to whether or not they would be accepted by the Gaians. Entering the door, he greeted the Captain.

"Good morning Captain Moris," came the soft old voice.

Moris turned and looked at the ambassador, "There are no mornings in space Mr. Lock."

Lock replied, "All the same, I like to stay on the clock. Have you sent a transmission to the Gaians yet?" he asked.

Turning back around to once again look out the window, Moris answered the man's question, "Not yet, we were waiting for your arrival. Lieutenant, send the transmission." he finished.

"Yes, Captain." came a voice from one of the many men on the bridge.

The transmission read,

Dear Gaian Ascendancy,

As per a new treaty with both the Deatharon Empire and the Antaran Hegemony, we have been sent here to negoatiate with your leaders. We wish to attein permission to enter Gaian space and move to your capitol.

With hopes,

Republic Delegation.

The Ascendancy meanwhile was only hours away from the wedding, and the realm has now reached it's height of celebratory pitch. The trap that revealed the foes behind the Dominion and Deatharon 'fake war' were revealed, but this Lord Mulhorand had not pursued anything more than revealing itself.

The Council was preparing their last bits and all in this peaceful time, when the message was recieved from the Taledonian delegation from the Republic. Lady Seto took a look, dressed in a ravishing red, sparkling ball gown for the wedding. "Dear me. Inform border control to allow them in. the Outer Rim galaxies and let them through to the Core Worlds."

The aide that carried the message on a Padd asks. "Does this mean the Republic is trying to ally with us?"

Seto smirks and looks over at Lady Funaho, in her own nearly ready black number. "Would this mean such a shift in policy?"

Funaho comments back over her shoulder. "If it does, then the GE might take note as well. Everything might fall in place for us without trying. What with the Chronosians on that end.

His Excellency would be pleased."

Seto laughs. "He'll be more than that if such happens."

Seto then sends the aide off, as the two ladies keep preparing.

"Captain," called an officer in the bridge, "We've recieved a reply. We've been granted an audience and may proceed to the Gaian capitol, sir."

"Good." replied Moris, "There, you see Ambassador? Nothing to worry about. The Gaians have a reputation for being peaceful."

Ambassador Lock merely chuckled and turned to look out the window.

"Ready to make the jump to hyperspace, sir." reported another man on the bridge.

The captain nodded to the man.

"Right, sir. 5..4..3..2..1..mark."

Instantly, the ship disappeared in a ray of light and as fast as it had dissapeared it had reappeared at the Gaian homeworld.

"I suggest we go down to the hanger, Ambassador." suggested Moris.

Lock nodded in agreement, "Quite so, Captain."

Lock and Moris then left the bridge with 4 shocktroopers as they headed towards the closest hanger. Boarding a shuttle, they left the ship and headed towards the surface.

On their way down to the planet, another transmission from the shuttle was sent.

Gaian Command,

Please give coordinates as to a location for us to land.

Thank you.

Bump?

((OC- Still no excuse.))

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A very interesting sight was greeting the Taledonian starship, was the view of huge, curvy white-plasma wisps all around the planet, as it white wedding streamers were hung upon the stars themselves.

The stars here seemed to glow a touch more clean and sharp, even twinkling despite no atmospheric shimmer interference. The air was THICK with magic and an aura of serenity.

Still, the star traffic was heavy, as well as vessels and small craft from other nations already present.

Traffic Control meanwhile responds..

:: ~ Please send your craft into the waiting docks off the nearside of Luna I where the rest of the guest vessels are docked. Then take a shuttle down a beacon run to the Palace Tree. Lady Seto will greet you personally.

Welcome to the Ascendancy, Taledonian delegation. ~ ::

The shuttle followed the instructions, and went to the docking bay. There, the delegation went to the awaiting transport and went to the Palace Tree. Once they arrived, Ambassador Lock exited and greeted the awaiting Lady Seto.

"Greetings, I am Ambassador Lock. I have come here to discuss a proposition about helping you with your....dark eternal problem."

Lady Seto, dressed in her ravashing number, greets Ambassador Lock with a bow. She then asks.. "Is this only from your nation, or representative of a larger organization?"