NationStates Jolt Archive

The silent return...

It was now a month after the traumatic battle of the Infernal Invasion prolouge. The recovery efforts were well underway, recovering souls from not only Ascendancy and Allied sacrifices, but from Abh, Dornalian, Ageaolan, Empryain, Eternal, and other allied forces that had held the line. The Gen-Refab Units all across the Ascendancy and Soul Reinfusers across Intracel dimensional worlds, ringworlds and planes were returning as many citizen souls back to life as swiftly as it could all be done.

One soul still was in a coma however. The Tree still being painstakingly healed by TreeMasters.

And an Empire-Republic continues to recover, still too weak to assist in the slowly growing war flaming across almost this entire dimension. The only reason it hasn't been noticed very much in the Inner Core Universe, about 100,000 light-years out from the Virgo Supercluster, and inward, was because the Heavenly Great Host had established several unseen defense lines, no less than twenty of them from the Inner Core line and inward to the Milky Way Galaxy itself. There were even a few Intracel Fleet groups guarding even the Sol System itself, all done very much unseen.

It was the Ascendancy and Heavenly Host's hope that the mortals in the Inner Core would not have to experience the remainder of the Eternal War in person. There was no guarrantee at all however. This kind of war was new even to the supposedly all knowing celestial forces.

Meanwhile, the Ascendancy decided that more direct contact with the D-3 Dimension and it's inhabitants was much more required than during the term of the Accordance.

As a result, just as quietly as it had been done to ascend the entire Ascendancy, the vast territories of the Ascendancy started to softly return from their anchored existence in the Heavens. Whole planets, stars, systems, nebule, and whole physical universes, began to replace the 'dummy' versions that held an anchor in the D-3 reality. It was the kind of ascendance most pseudo-advanced races conducted. Only in total Ascendance would a civilization loosen all grip with the old trinkets of mortal existence. The Ascendants had done this when they fully ascended, but the Ascendancy was not fully ascended, so they held onto all their vast resources as a result.

No less than the return from a summer residence, to a winter one. If in an overmassed manner to do it. However wished to describe it all, the Ascendancy did it to lessen the time lag from recovery to recycling centers, essentially. Logistiaclly, it cut down all recovery time lag by sixty percent at least. It also allowed direct contact with the other nations of the D-3 Dimension, for good and ill, for the duration of the Eternal War's infliction upon the D-3 Dimension.

It was at this time, that old Ascendancy style communication signals began to eminate through the Inner Core Universe once more. How fast it could be recieved, would severely suprise other nations, since communication technologies the Ascendancy employed was near total instantaneous now. What was once in weeks, became less than an hour in most cases.

The meaning of distance and limitation was near no longer an issue. It would be a major asset for the trials to come.

--

Aleaic looked up at the sky from his Homeworld, and saw a very familiar sight. "Wow, that galaxy hasn't really changed much." ..Al says with slight bemusement. (Not that a bare fifteen year absence means much there..) Instead of the heavenly skyline and highlight above, now the old sights of the Archonis Supercluster came to the fore.

The angelic 'assistance' to return the Ascendancy to it's dimensional anchors, was spot on. Aleaic knew very well however, that sooner or later, this was to be a short term thing.

If the war was won, the Ascendancy would return to the Heavens, as the Accordance commanded. If not, no one would be aline anyway. Good and Evil alike.

Aleaic then felt a soft body lean thusly upon his, upon his back. Aleaic smiled. "Good to be home isn't it?"

Tsunami nodded and nuzzled into his shoulder. "In time for the holidays, if the calanders of this dimension are correct."

Aleaic turns around and softly kisses her. He then comments.. "Nice, now I have to worry about mortal gifts again." Tsui just bonks Al in the head for that.

She then pushes away, making Al fight for balance, while she trots/twirls a few steps away, spinning around back to face him a moment later, to add.. "Remember, I still like frills and lace." ..she puts with a raspberry.

Al just chuckles and straightens himself. He then sighs and comments.. "I know one gift I wish for already."

Tsunami percieves and nods, her arms behind her back, she comments softly. "Sirrana will make it. We just have to believe as we always have done. Our hope is a faith on it's own after all."

Aleaic nods in return, and then offers.. "Then we should have a grand celebration to proceed that moment. We should invite many others as well. We haven't seen many of our friends and associates in this dimension for quite some time.

The best parties come with best friends."

Tsunami nods. Al however comments first. "But first we need to tell them all the truth of what is going on. They all have a stake in this as well. After that, then we can party and forget this terrible situation for a short time.

The sake source planets are going to have to go into overdrive for this one."

Tsunami laughs and adds.. "Ryoko won't mind that."

Just then, they hear a girly like yelp, and look over to their mutual left, down a hallway, as Akito suddenly jumps into view, says something in a panicky tone, and then shoots back off in the same intended direction. A second later, Yurika appears and yells.. "But Akito-Poo! You promissed to take me for some special shopping!!! Common already dear!!!" ..and rushes off after a yelping Akito.

More than a few citizen souls, as well as the heads of Washu and Peorth protruding out from the adjoining hallways, towards where Akito and Yurika had gone, all spout good sized teardrops..

A moment later, Aleaic and Tsunami look at each other, and then start laughing very openly. It lasts for some time.

It all feels like home to them.

--

Very soon after, signals are sent out for any and all star nations and empires to attend a special meeting on the Ascendancy Homeworld, where the truth of the Infernal Invasion would be fully explained.

And the consequences of 'all' actions that this war can possibly have.

Governor General Raul Alfonso of the Terran Socialist Republic, and Marshal Rose Torusumi of the New Dornalian Red Army, arrived at the ceremony. The experience of the Angelic Wars had sent shock waves throughout the two states, with the power of the Patriotic Church in question, and a sort of panic in place, despite a media blackout. Reports were still coming about Infernal assaults on remote positions in both areas, and armies of both forces fighitng hard.

As their shuttle arrived, they hailed the Gaians.

"Gaian forces, this is Governor-General Alfonso and Marshal Torusumi. Admiral Jeung Ma is still at the Intracel Gate, he is not able to attend. We have come to ask what is occuring in the Intracel Gate and in our remotest corners, where chaos is reported, and to hopefully get some straight answers."

Communications were indeed very efficient... =^^=

Gaian local controllers for the White Diamond/Sapphire Star System informed simply to the two force representatives of:

:: ~ Please take a parking orbit either above the Capital world itself, or at any of six waiting guest dry docks where your vessels can be looked over while your stay commences.

Audiance will be taken first at the Confernece Center at the base of the Palace Tree before direct conference with the Excellency begins. These are His Excellency's wishes. Please comply for efficiency. ~ ::

Despite the trauma of the inital invasion battle, the Ascendancy here seemed at no loss for star vessels. Any memory of the old Ascendancy star traffic by arriving dignataries, would see a magnification five times fold at least.

Life was concrete inherit here.

The ND/Republican delegation did as asked, and docked at one of the Guest Dry Docks. They then exited the shuttle with their retainers and bodyguards, and then proceeded to the Conference Center. There, they would hopefully get the answers they needed, and figure out a way to rid their respective lands of these....things.

The first delegation was greeted by a good number of hostesses, mortal and angelic alike. Their attention would not waiver until it was time. The Ascendancy hoped others would come, so the word of truth was spread far and wide.

Patience is a virtue however, hosts included...

The first delegation was greeted by a good number of hostesses, mortal and angelic alike. Their attention would not waiver until it was time. The Ascendancy hoped others would come, so the word of truth was spread far and wide.

Patience is a virtue however, hosts included...

The delegation was good to go, and the attention made them feel quite calm. The Gaians were famed for being generous and hospitable among the New Dornalians; this confirmed it for Torusumi. Meanwhile, they took a seat in the Conference Center, until it would be time to talk.

Lakfakalle was returning to it's normal chaotic state of several million Abhs living in an orbiting city hidden behind think asteroid fields. The final maps of the Sords that were built in the Ascendacy star systems were finally being compiled and turned over the Emperor.

Everything was in order and small Garrison forces were sent to watch after them to make sure no enemy force tried to destroy what kept the gates up. "I want ten Guardships, fifteen Patrol Ships, and twenty-five Attack Vessels for every gate."

The older Abh, if anyone could even tell, bowed his head and took the data pad with him to the information bureau so it all could be processed.

Emperor Dusanyu sat back down on the throne to discover that he had a message waiting for him. He pushed the beeping button on his arm rest and a screen appeared to what would seem out of no where revealing an Abh woman. "Yes what is it?"

"Sorry to bother you your Highness but communications has picked up a message from the Gaian's homeworld."

The Emperor opened his eyes and lifted his head from his fist. "And?"

"Well they are calling a meeting on the planet to discuss matters with old friends."

"And to no doubt debrief us on the situation. Thank you and have my ship prepared. Inform Kenesh that her leave is over and have the crew report back to their stations."

"Yes your Highness."

Dusanyu stood from his throne and walked down the dias that bridged a small pool of water which the throne sat on. He actually made it out of the Throne Room before he bumped into someone he wasn't expecting to and was hoping not to.

He sighed once he saw the man. "Lamia. I see the Betterman Council wishes to discuss something as well?"

Lamia's lipid channel began flashing. Danger comes to your Empire and threatens the Council. I have been ordered to accompany you to meet these Gaians.

"Fine fine. Follow me and we shall be there shortly."

The Sankakue left port and entered the Sord as it headed to the Gaian Ascended space system for talks.

Foreign Advisory got quick wind of the Abh arriavls soon to come, as well as the status of the Dornalian delegation. Aleaic just ordered that the Dornalians got the works in showered treatment, for all they did at the Gate and Sol lines.

The former was from the now very active Gaian systems in the very places the Abh thought were vacant. The return of anchors extended to 'all' the old teritories where the Ascendancy had Sphere influence, including the old worlds from the end of the United Mankind Absorption.

Aleaic for his part, had gone back to the Family Commons Chamber, near the Council Chambers, a bit empty now due to the busy status the other Advisors were either doing, or doing to each other elsewhere on the planet.

Aleaic just walked over to a desk in the Excellency chambers and looked at a few bland Padd reports, either about recovery efforts, the recent slave extraction from Taledonian interests, or just doo-dads of an empire and alliance. Confederacy alliance interests as well.

Since about a year after the Dark Eternal invasion, and just prior to the Accordance Event, the Council decided to make one important distinction between core Ascendancy systems, and the allied systems of the remainder of the Ascendancy Sphere, by naming the allied systems collectively as the Confederacy of Alliances. It was meant to instil knowledge in allied systems that the empire did not conquer them, nor was going to absorb them. There was enough difference between the Ascendancy and allied systems, culturally and otherwise, that wholesale governance to the Ascendancy way of life was not realistic, without insulting cultural distinctions.

In exchance for the loyalty and resources the alliances offered, in return for the advanced technologies of the Ascendancy and the Ascendants, the Sphere was sub-divided into the Empire-Republic, and the Confederacy Alliances. All it did really was to make the cultural diversity respected. Political systems were unaffected, which made the Senatoria and Representia happy. Economy wise there was no change at all.

With cultures respected for what they were, the entire Sphere soon turned upon the Accordance with a far more unified and respected eye, when the Excellency commanded accepting to the Heaven's command.

Everyone knew what they was fighting for as a result. Untiy helped keep the Ascendancy together in the utter hell against Hell during the Eternal War.

The one thing Aleaic knew too well, was that the Confederacy could turn on the Sphere one day for some unforseen reason. greed and power more likely. The answer from that came from the Ascendant Lord Ackronus.

"~ Just keep the Sphere true to the Core Values, and respect the nations for what they are. If they leave, they leave.

Don't expect them to. Call it a hunch from an old bird. ~"

Aleaic still wondered if time would prove that correct. He chuckled and put the Padds down. He then turns to head back out..

..and sees a swift fluster of auburn-brunette hair suddenly fly into his face. He literally feels his face being sucked off. After a bit of pointless flailing on his back with a gorgeous female the cause, Lady Jennifer pulls off and shakes her hair clear of her face.

"*GASP!* Dear goddess Jenn! Again?!?!"

Lady Jennifer, the Third Lady Excellency, only sits up (still on him..,) and finds a convenient door control to the family chamber. In seconds a loud thud is heard.

Aleaic just comments (knowing better anywho..) of.. "Jenn, the Abh delegates are going to be here soon."

Jennifer just taps a timer chronometer on the same control pad. "At least a half-hour.."

'Tearing at' session soon starts after........

It hadnt been but a few days since the crowning of the new Emperor in Neo Zeta. The Flag ship of the fleet the newly renamed Edo formaly Yevons Titan exited Hyperspace near the Gaian Capital.

This is the Neo Zetan Flagship Edo requesting permission to enter orbit and beam to the meeting location. Our new Emperor himself will attend the meeting.

Bankotsu wasnt sure how the Gaians would act to him. Partly do to him Jayces line had ended. Working with Yevon Jayce become Yu Yevons host and with his buying off of the guards his son was allowed to be killed by Republic murders shortly after becomeing Emperor. Bankotsu had also made sure Jayces three wives were sent off on the most deadly of missions or the most remote outpost. He wanted them fare away from Bevelle to challange his statues as Emperor. And the Gaian higher ups had been close to Jayces Clan. This was a risk but Bankotsu was intrested in the recent events. A possible new enemy or allie was always intresting.

The large Sankakue, flagship of the First fleet and practical the entire Abh naval force, slid out of the Sord that had just recently been created. Kenesh stayed by the Emperor's side while she took a quick glance at Lamia every now and then who sat on a control panel over in the corner.

"Why did the Betterman Council get involved now?"

Dusanyu only shrugged. "As you know they have been getting more and more involved with the Empire as of late and this seems to be something that has the council worried. They will all be an asset to the Empire one day so try to be patient."

Kenesh narrowed her eyes. "I still don't feel comfortable."

"You're highness, we have just settled into orbit."

Dusanyu leaned slightly away from Kenesh to see over the railing. "Inform the Ascendacy that we have arrived."

"Yes sir."

This is the Sankakue of the Abh Empire. The Emperor along with another representative has arrived at the location of the meeting and is waiting approval to land.

In the mean time, Keirn've took Dusanyu and Lamia to the shuttle bay where they would depart for the planet.

The Abh and Zetan parties were greeted by local traffic controllers, and given the same option of either parking orbit, or individual docks for vessel upkeep. Given the docks were rediculously efficient with vessels from hundreds of thousands of fleet types, plus the fact they didn't care to much about taking other techonology or such, when access to celestial technology was available, it actually made garnering secrets from mortal fleets unnecessary.

Either way, when they arrived, they are directed in the same fashion the Dornalian representatives had been.

Along the way, it was very hard not to see the kinds of vessels displayed now among the Diamond Grand Fleet Legion. About 65% up to strength, though thr A-SSDs were still badly scarred, the vessels gleamed with the aura of heaven, as if it was another layer of special shielding. Hordes of vessels, civilian/shuttle star traffic, dropships, and patrolling starfighter/mobile suit/exo-suit, and even actual angels of special types that didn't differentiate between planetary atmospheres, and the vaccum of space, roamed about through the entire system.

The sight of Fold Jumps took place with commonplace ease, as is immense star bases, aforementioned docks, miscellaneous interlinked communication and support bases of a wide variety of sizes, intermingled with a far newer sight, as actual mini-gates of strange kinds, some of the expected kind, and others more like stairways of diamond/crystal/ect.. that either just 'sat' in the middle of space, or ran entire lengths down to the surfaces of the system planets and moons unto many points. Heavy auras of actual Heaven, and the sight of angels going in both directions, (and mortal traffic as well..) all made this place suddenly feel like a 'heck' of a lot less of a conventional place, and more something that defied even logic.

Just don't ask what the dual suns are used for.. =^^=

The two delegations are waited upon as soon as they arrive, with care to whether they can handle direct angelic exposure or not. Either way, the Conference Center awaits them...

Attempts to inform the Excellency of this develpoment is strangely blocked for some 'strange' reason. Only for ten more minutes however....

On the Sanctus Telum, shortly after the Gaian transmission had been sent....

The Gaians are holding a meeting about the Infernal invasion that recently happened. came the message from the Homeplanet.

"A meeting eh?" Mithithele mused. "Well, I might as well go there. I'll take the Karren. You guys continue retrieval operations here while I'm gone."

1 minute later....

A small transport appeared outside the Gaian system.

This is the Molqaer transport Karren. We are here to attend the meeting. Please direct us to a landing location.

Gaian Controllers kept giving the same optional instructions, parking orbit over the capital world or at one of the docks. They could then head down to the Conference Center at their leisure.

Servicing of the guests was quite lavish, as not only they were attended to by any number of servants in the area, the conference center was furnished by large numbers of personal vidscreens, as well as hovering holoscreens to command to any channel known in the universe.

There was also a large restaraunt that had very excellent cooks from across the Sphere, a lavishily stocked bar, and even privacy lounges and such in the center. At the moment, all for private use, though normally the areas were quite busy. In fact at the present, there were any number of aides, angels, techs and such passing through the area at any time on normal business, so it all didn't feel that deserted.

Lady Seto, waiting for Aleaic to eventually show up, was also waiting for other delegations to arrive. As many as possible in fact. The truth had to be delivered to as many as possible.

Bankotsu beamed to the meeting chamber with Two members of the Imperial Guard and their leader Albedo. As he did the Edo entered parking orbit and kept its sensors ready for anything. Bankotsu wasnt too woried as for now most nations comeing or here were members of the G.F.F.A

He stood there looking around befor turning to Albedo " I trust you know what to do should somthing happen?"

Albedo nods " Yes your highness."

Bankotsu smirks " Good"

Mithithele chose to park the Karren in orbit over the planet. He then beamed down by himself to the planet and entered the Conference Center.

Aleaic managed to return to the Council chamber, shuffling stiffly as he notes Lady Seto in the chamber, arms folded, and tapping her foot impatiently.

Al cocks an eye. "What? I had.."

"You never do. Anyway, shall we head over where the others are waiting?" Seto simply retorts, and turns around thusly. Al just sighs and straightens himself before starting to follow.

They both are stopped however, as a strange 'sound' starts to grow louder and closer. An approaching doppler effect of.. "Is that Ara.. eh?"

Al's query gets a hard result about 2.3 secs later, as Arashi, having rushed all the way from the base of the Palace Tree Alcove, appears with.... "......hhhoooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!" *CRASH!!!!*

Seto wisely had stepped out of the way a sec before, as Arashi 'very' happily glom-crashes into Al, flattening him onto the floor FLAT.

Arashi just nuzzles like crazy, yelling out.. "She's going to be fine! She's going to be FINE!!"

Al just moans nearly knocked out on the floor. Seto just sighs and rubs her head.. "We're going to be more tardy now."

Keirn've piloted the Emperor to one of the docks in the communications shuttle while the Flagship remained in orbit. Keirn've would remain in the shuttle seeing to checkups and systems diagnostics while the meeting carried on.

Dusanyu and Lamia (http://skpeco.hp.infoseek.co.jp/betterman.jpg) walked through the corridors to the conference hall.

"I trust you brought small arsenal of seeds."

Lamia's lipid channel began flashing in the middle of his forehead. Yes along with the seed of Forte.

"Just try not to kill anyone."

No response came from the emotionless being as they continued to walk but the Emperor knew he would do as instructed.

Finally... ehrm... finally, Aleaic and (in tow..) Tsunami, Arashi and Jennifer walked behind Lady Seto as they headed to the Palace meeting center.

It was a far different place than the Conference Center far below in the city proper. It was quite naturalistic in theme here. The guests would soon realize why...

Aleaic hears Seto command for the servants to bring the guests up further into the Palace at this time. The meeting would 'not' be taking place there. As they pass by some very odd colored trees in a majestic scene, Arashi comments over to Tsunami and Jennifer.. "..they said the Tree is past the critical stage, and both it and Sirrana will be out of the coma state within a week."

"Just in time for the Ball soon after." Jennifer comments. "Diana has been worrying about Sirrana as well. This'll be a huge relief." Tsunami just giggles with.. "We'll have to make her the focus of the party then."

Aleaic just smirks as they all walk on towards a special desitnation. He comments to Seto.. "So how are you going to get Utsutsumi to go this time?"

Seto just looks back. "Actually he suprised me and asked me this time."

Al just chuckles.. "Ah, the preemptive approach this year." Seto just giggles as well.

--

Meanwhile, Lady Peorth appears in the Conference Center. "Hello everyone. Mind following me to the actual meeting place?"

Bankotsu and Albedo both hanging out near the back of the room and look at each other. They spoke via secure channel to each of their cyberbrain implants.

Keep a eye out for anything your highness. These Gaians may not trust me and you. I would suggest you have brought more guards. Albedos transmission said

Ha i dont need any guards you alone are enough to deal with any threats and i have my baby with me so i will be fne his transmission said has be pats his halbard.

The walked forword to Lady Peorth

" Lead the way" Albedo said.

Dusanyu and Lamia entered the room just as everyone was starting to leave. "Well it seems that we are just a little late then. I suppose we better move along then."

Lamia scanned the room behind his black sunglasses. Should be another interesting meeting. Hopefully this one will go without incident like the others he has attended.

Peorth eyed the Zetans for a second, and then the other delegations, as she spins around to lead them all to a teleporter station not too far away. They pass through a large hallway that looks like it was a glass cave tunnel. The standard artwork and tapestries of the Sphere adorned the hallway.

A right from the Conference Center, then a short walk with a left brings them to a standard Ascendancy teleporter. Large enough to transport large, oversized, overmassed beaurcratic groups that some Confenderacy worlds like to bring. Well over 75 radii meters around, the chamber is a techy blue-white color with the walls and porter floor a rippling array of alternating colors in thin patterns that makes everything feel sharp and crystal. A large console controller station with three Techs await for everyone to enter the teleporter pad, a single large pad of white-blue.

Both Lamia and Dusanyu enter the teleporter. Lamia's lipid channel starts flashing again. Quite...artistic isn't it? It almost gives an angelic aura to the chamber.

Dusanyu sighed. "You'll just have to get used to it."

To any other in the room, it would appear as if the Emperor was talking to himself.

Mithithele followed Peorth silently. He looked around. He could tell that many people were having silent conversations with each other. He enters the teleporter pad and wonders just where they are going.

Torusumi and Alfonso followe Peorth into the teleporter. Like the Abh delegation, the thought was one that the Gaians had engineered something quite angelic looking, something beautiful. Yet functional too.

A half-Eternal representative was sent to in the place of the Eternal due to the fact that due to problems within the Eternal Empire and Eternals laws. Thus causing that they weren't any Eternals willing and/or able to go tot he meeting, but they had concluded that this meeting should have an Eternal presence in the meeting,
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From aboard a small ship the hal-Eternal walked down the ramp dressed in diamond armor and weilding a platinum sword. He then awaited for a Gaian ot lead him to the meeting...

The half-Eternal was simply led to the same teleporter the others had been led to. The Eternal however was about a minute behind.

The others therefore got to see all that was waiting. The Abh, Dornalians and Ageaolans were treated to a far different meeting chamber than expected. For one, as soon as they arrive, they feel a mutual chill in the air, somewhere in the 5 degree Celsius range.

Why that is so, is the literally 'immense' landscape of a pure white, snow laden scape that looks like an Arctic winter wonderland. Forests of pine are absolutely drenched in blankets of snow, as is any roll and edge dtail of hill or ledge, of any classic winterscape ever known.

Looking above however shows a starscape utterly alien to even the Ascendancy viewpoint, as it's actually artifical in nature, celestially speaking. The sky rolls with sparkling stars that look like lights on a christmas tree, there are streaks that look like tinsel. The sky also is hazed over with an aurora borealis, very much natural in look. A moon shines from somewhere just out of view, beyond an imposing mountain overcleft off nearby to the far right, from the local teleporter.

The landscape however, despite the nightscape above, looks as like it was pure day from a holy sun, even more unseen. The Teleporter station, setup like an open air cathedral here, the walls and pillars of ice-diamond, leads to a very safe, marble and whitestone pathway that runs about 3,000 meters. Pillars entirely made of pearl stand alone, in pairs, about every 250 meters in spacing.

Peorth just takes her time to let them all look at the landscape, residing 'inside' the Palace Tree, in subspace dimensionalization. A work of pure art, in so much as a theme for the season. She enjoyed the view herself, the landscape stretching for tens of kilometers into an unseen horizion.

It was a 'small' meeting place.

The half-Eternal bearing a silver book of special gifts for the Abh, Dornalians, Ageaolans, and the Ascendents. As they teleported the detination the half-Eternal sent a message to the Eternals telling them that everything was going and doing well. Yet he was reminded he had sworn to protect the gifts until they were given to their intened recievers...

The Emperor wrapped his cape around his arms to ward off the chill air though it wasn't too terribly bad for someone that was accustomed to life in space. A few degrees above freezing was not a problem for the Abriel.

The one that would have expected to be cold showed no signs of a single goose bump. Lamia with his sleeveless leather jacket and black gloves that weere missing thier fingers, wasn't exactly effective at fighting the cold. He removed his black sunglasses to reveal red eyes where his whites should have been and a yellow iris. His eyes scanned back and forth over the seen. Scenes like these makes me wonder why you Abh prefer space over the planets.

The Emperor grinned. "There are also scenes in space that you cannot get down on the planet."

The path, as it winds about two snow laden hills, dotted with small pine trees, the approach to the mountain cleft starts to reveal a carved into interior that looks very warm and inviting, as it is actually part of the Palace Tree jutting into the subspace zone here, with the Tree melding into the mountain face serenely.

The Tree section here is carved into the shape and format of a palace audiance chamber, almost a winter throne room of sorts.

However the chill ups distinctly, as an unseen essence nudges everyone towards the inviting warmth with more urgency. A living chill in fact, representing of a true and actual winter spirit that resides here in this version of subspace.

Beyond, the Excellency Family and Foreign Advisor await.

As Bankotsu walks beside Albedo following the group to where the meeting would be held he looked at the landscape somewhat befor useing his Cyberbrain Transmission agian. "I hate the snow and cold. It reminds me way to much of Japan. Why cant any one have a normal meeting anymore? Its as if every nation has to impress each other.

"Oh you will get use to it as i have. Though i agree with you i would rather have this meeting in a darker area all this white snow is so bland. I would have rather had this meeting in the sand dunes of Ishbal in the dead of night or somthing." Albedo replys.

((OC- Bump, still open for anyone to join in that hasn't already. =^^= ))

The path, as it winds about two snow laden hills, dotted with small pine trees, the approach to the mountain cleft starts to reveal a carved into interior that looks very warm and inviting, as it is actually part of the Palace Tree jutting into the subspace zone here, with the Tree melding into the mountain face serenely.

The Tree section here is carved into the shape and format of a palace audiance chamber, almost a winter throne room of sorts.

However the chill ups distinctly, as an unseen essence nudges everyone towards the inviting warmth with more urgency. A living chill in fact, representing of a true and actual winter spirit that resides here in this version of subspace.

Beyond, the Excellency Family and Foreign Advisor await.

The ND/Republican delegation assembled in front of the Excellency Family and the Foreign Advisor, and bowed respectfully. Then, Marshal Torusumi began, saying, "Greetings, your Majesties. I am Marshal Rose Katherine Torusumi, Marshal of the New Dornalian Red Army. This is my colleague, Mr. Raul Alfonso y Goizueta, Governor-General of the Terran Socialist Republic. We are honored to be here."

Aleaic was sitting nice and cozy with his wives, looking at a few Padds on recovery efforts, when the guests arrive. He notes Peorth with a nod, and exchanges a look with Seto before receiving the Dornalian greeting.

He then nods, and then stands and walks over to them both to take their hands greatfully. "It is 'very' nice you both have come Marshal Torusumi, Governor-General Alfonso.

Without the help of your fleets, I would have lost my daughters who were commanding the Intracel Gate." ..he then steps away. Billions upon billions of light-years away from the main invasion front.

How small this dimension has indeed become."

He then turns to look at the other arrivals. "Abh, Zetan, Eternal as well. Greetings to you all."

The Excellency meanwhile maintained a unique aura. An avatar of Heaven would have a hard time hiding such an aura anyway.

One of genuine decency and goodness through and all through. Not that Aleaic deliberately shown such, but it was flat out on his sleeve as is his royal robes.

Bankotsu nods at the greeting. Sending another cyberbrain transmission to Albedo

"he likes to show off his aura? Then i guess no need to hide mine anymore."

Bankotsus Aura was blackish purple. Their was some good in him and he honorable. However his evil acts outweighted them by fare. The Jewl Shards two in left arm,One in his right and two in his neck shined pure black. Four in his Halbard shined black as well. The Demonic Energy that it had absorbed from the blood of over 10,000 Demons made them impure.

He then smiled " Whats up? Long time no see. I think the last time we met it was right befor i made sure Jayces kid lost his head and Brother Renkotsu ripped Hieis arm off as a war prize was it not?"

Albedo only sighed thinking to himself He isnt much of a diplomate geez this is what you get when you have a Emperor with a ego that is bigger then his empire. Albedo only put his hand on his face as his Emperor spouted off.

OOC: In time Aleaic might find Bankotsu a ok guy. He is a Ronan deep down so he will tend to be eh prideful and arrogent.

Aleaic just shrugged, apparently completely oblivious to the emotions that should come out normally. Aleaic instead just shrugs. "..and I imagine you felt it was just for such actions."

Aleaic turns around and then comments.. "You'll forgive me, but mortal matters simply don't have the same impact for me and my citizen souls, as once it would have.

It would be nice to have those old emotions back, quite actually." Aleaic comments, in a sad tone, one that seems to give no inkling of a shiver to the aura that Banktosu was showing off.

Not when one faced Demon Princes in the eye, and had to recover one's sanity afterwards.

" Your lucky then. Mortal emotions are useless. I have rid my self of most of them. One cant have such emotions if they are in the line of work i once was. I was only testing you anyway i like to know those i speak with. You would be surprissed what you can learn alot from someone by the way they react to such remarks"

He smirked as he held his hand out " Let bygones be bygones i always say. And anyway no one is paying me to be your enemy anymore."

He had gotten enough out of it to have a good idea of what this guy was about. Bankotsu too had no fear of his aura. A man who has died twice learns not to fear things. Not that he needed to anymore. Battles with armys, Inuyasha, Demons,Sith,Jedi,Ninja and hive masters had shown he was more then enough for whatever the these Angels and Demons could throw at him. The Question in his mind was which ones would he face? Demons or Angels or both. The fact of the matter is he dosnt care who he fights for. Two things mattered payment and if its worth his time.

The half-Eternal bowed in greeting to the people in the room, though to Bankotsu he stared at due to the evil he sensed in him. Then the half-Eternal turned to Aleaic noticing the great aura around him asked," Lord Aleaic, I have noticed that you have gained a angelic aura and deeper I sense other angelic qualities. These are far different then how you you were at the battle against the Dark Eternals on this very world. What happend to cause this?"

Aleaic listened to the Zetan Lord, and held comments back. Instead, he replies to the half-Eternal. "Part of why we are all here and now."

Aleaic turns, takes a step, and turns right to view the snowyscape. His words form a story then for the rest.

"Fifteen years ago, on the 25th of December in fact, a fortuitous date for more than oen reason. A day we call Accordance Day here, in addition to Christmas and Winter Startica, we accepted the heeded call of the full might of the real Heaven, when they called upon 'all' the Accorded civilizations throughout Existence, to help combat the full invasion of the might of Infernal Hell, when the Demon and Devil forces combined to assault in numbers that this universe alone cannot match, in mortals.

For fifteen years, my people, our allies that joined us, the other civilizations that were Accorded, and the Heavens, engaged in the One War. Eternal War, since there has been so many over all the combined Eons of all time everywhere, that there is no real seperation in the wars anymore.

As for my people and myself, we have essentially been ascended, in a quasi state that allows us to be able to interact with the higher dimensions of reality in the first place. To be honest, especially in comment to Bankotsu's mention of the luck of emotions.

..to be REAL honest, I rather have the mortal emotions back. The meaning of terror goes beyond real feeling where we have been. One can mock either side here, thinking they know what to expect when they think of Heaven and Hell in the first place. There's a reason the Celestials put this feelings in mortals in the first place.

And another why you normally don't get to see the 'real' version in action."

Aleaic then turns and heads to a table outcrop of part of the actual Palace Tree, a table of sorts, with a holographic interface console. "...that reason lies with why you are here.

Two months ago, the Ascendancy, after having been a part of one of the most serious counter thrusts that destroyed an Infernal assault, and broke six seperate Infernal control lines, one five years past, leading to a Truce, were forced to defend this very dimension, as much as we could, from the Infernal invasion upon 'this' very dimension.

In one hour, the Infernals attacked in full force, sent thousands of fleet legions upon us, our allies and angelic assistance, as well as those that heeded our desperate call, and held a line that broke in a most unorthadox way."

Aleaic looks hard at the others, the eyes of seeing billions of infernals charging in a horde wave of malevolence. "We lost eighty percent of our entire military, save system defenses, our allies, not speaking for the Dornalians, Abh and others, in the stand against the Infernal invasion, one made to punish 'us', the Gaians, for our part in causing the Truce in the first place.

Despite ALL of that... we failed anyway." ..he then looks at the control panel, in a DOUR facade.

Bankotsu looked up on seeing the sight. He infact knew what to expect. When he had died both times he had gone to hell. He knew what it had to offer and the horror of it. He then speaks

" And i am guessing you want us to aid in fighting them? I can speak for my self in wanting to know why should i aid you? When i die i most likely will return to hell agian. If i fight them then my pain will be so much worse. Why should i put myself through it?"

Aleaic just comments.. "Which part of Hell? Avernus and Abyss have many levels to both of them. A specific level is assigned to certain souls after they die, even more than once.

Proof in the pudding and all."

Aleaic then starts tapping buttons on the console, his wives and Foreign Advisor looking on. He then comments, leaving a last unpunched button.

"As for helping either side, for or against us. In this case. It's up to you wheter you wish to see all you dare care for last this trial upon 'all' the greater Dimensional existence here.

Your empire, and everyone elses here in this dimension, will either survive all this, or perish. If the latter, and I don't care how much affinity to hell you may have my friend, you 'will' be ensalved. No one of Hell is greater than the One Evil. All are slaves under, and all suffer in a torment that has no imagination.

And it 'has' happened before. Other diemsions 'have' fallen in the same manner I warn of here. dare I say how many trillions untold have perished as a result to the auspic of Hell?

..and no redemption or ressurection thereafter. At least with this dimension existing, you can still return.

Not so if this dimension falls." Aleaic then hovers his finger over the activation button. "Care to see what we all are faced with, no matter how much you care to ignore it?"

BAnkotsu nods " Might as well know what i could be up agianst. But i doubt i will aid anyone unless they offer me somthing i cant refuse. Like a ticket out of hell when i pass on or Immortality"

He looked back at the Abh delegation thinking to himself Hope they dont report what i have said back to spoor she might not like it.

He then steps back haveing nothing more to say for now.

Aleaic just comments back.. "Is that 'all' you want in return? Kinda light reward wise." ..and he pushes the fateful button.

As a result, a real time holo-globe is displayed, one that shows the 'entire' D-3 Dimension in it, and it's nascent 27 Universes within. Within the center of all that, is 'our' Universal Node, or the 'universe' as we call it.

Inside all of those, in a globe that spans well over five hundred meters across and radii, is a detail of countless dots representing entire galaxies, clustered in superclusters of incredible sizes. Some are as large as fifteen billions light-years across, per super cluster. As a result, some universes are larger than others.

The color of the dots in the universes, each a galaxy again, countless numbers of them, shift in color from white, to gray-red, to blood red. The significance should be obvious.

Aleaic just informs.. "Hell.. is emptied. As a result of a devious trick played by the mirror version of myself, a Lord Mulhorand if anyone recognizes the name, used the very entropy of that same one hour battle between us/Heaven and Hell, to drag billions of Infernal Fleet Legions and Dark Army Legions across all of known D-3 Dimensional reality.

If you want exact numbers, I'll laugh in your face. The same for the Heavens. The only counter the Heavenly Council of Lords could devise, was to draw exactly even with the Infernals. As of this moment, chancing at a constant rate, there are billions upon billions of battles taking place across this entire dimension. Entre galaxies are aflame, and mortal civilizations die constantly at the whim of fortune.

The question should be, why not you are waiting to fight, but why are you waiting at 'all'? There's no reason why, save one, the war shouldn't be assaulting us all as well."

Aleaic turns around and leans on the table, looking up at the 'real'-time display, as it actually shimmers and revolves slowly about the globe. He comments.. "Three hundred and seventy four civilizations are dead already. So, why not this dimension?"

Lamia and Dusanyu had been staying in the back listening intently preferring not to speak at this time. Preferring to look at things positively, the Emperor had found some small successes at the battle. D'Haran soldier proved their worth in boarding actions, the Forger had performed magnificently both at creating Sords and as a heavy attack battleship, and they had taken a measure of the enemy. If they stepped foot in this plane, they could be killed just like everyone else.

Lamai only crossed his arms and leaned against a far wall with his black sunglasses back on.

Aleaic was semi-interrupted by Tsunami, who came up with the very same thought that the Abh were thinking. She whispers.. "Now now hon, a bit too much laid thick."

Al shrugs back. "It's the truth."

Tsunami bonks him on the melon and turns to the others.. "It should please you all to note, that my husbands last comments were meant to inform that a heavenly cordon has been established about a billion light-years out from the Virgo Supercluster, suprise suprise, the Archonis Supercluster as the anchor and direct supply line for the main defense. A successive ring of heavy Angelic defenses have been established all the way to the Milky Way Galaxy as a focal point.

There's even a heavenly defense ring around the Sol System, just outside the Oort Cloud barrier, one the Terran UN knows about and is being secretly updated as we speak, on the entire conduct of the war."

Tsunami, in her regal kimono/robes of state, teal, gold and white accenting her 'very' long teal-blue hair, rounds the others as she continues on. "We are not alone, nor are we asking directly whether you help us or not. Some of you here already made the choice, and the Infernals do remember.

Those that haven't, are not being forced to choose. They are being shown the truth. That is 'all' we are doing here. We ask simply, that you return to your goverments, and do the same.

We will try as best we can after we recover from the single battle that essentially crippled our military for the moment, to eject the Infernals from this Dimension. It would be foolish to assume we will succeed. As it is, there's no garrauntees at all.

If we lose, we also will perish, to the atom. To the soul.

The question really is then. Are you all really ready to stand to lose everything you take for granted? There are few crossroads like this one. Any decision you make now, 'will' shape the course of the future of this universe and Dimension with it."

"If any.." Aleaic adds from afar, and gets as a consequence, three snowballs paffhed upon him from afar left, (right to the others..) from Arashi, Jenn and Seto.

"That's for being dour." Jenn comments. Al just looks frosty for a bit.

Torusumi and Alfonso's jaws dropped at the sights. At that moment, it seemed that everything the Patriotic Church had taught them was deemed a lie. The Heroes of the People, Marx, Lenin-all mere mortals. This was the real deal, Heaven and Hell. It was like Doom, but on a galactic scale.

She then said, "There were reports of scattered, but widespread 'paranormal attacks' and 'unexplained riots' in the New Territories and in the TSR, with local militia, vigilantes and People's Acolytes holding the line.....I take it these were the Infernals paying us a visit?"

Aleaic was brushing off snow from his face, and clothes, when responding to the Dornalians with.. "Aye and indeed. You should also be getting reports of 'celestial salvation' pretty quickly after. That'll be the Angelic 13,834th Grand Fleet and Legion Host moving into defensive positions and driving the Infernals out of the area.

Even after two months, everything is still in a set up phase, where everyone's setting up the game pieces and all. The problem is there's a ****load of battles that consume entire star systems in volume, occuring at the same time.

You'll all know the 'real' battles when Level 1 gravity waves sweep across the Milky Way Galaxy regularly. Means at least five Fleet Legion Hosts and Infernal Fleets each have moved at the same time within the Inner Core Universe here."

Aleaic sighs. "It's going to be fun for awhile."

((OC- Bumpage ))

The half-Eternal shock his head and then said," This war cannot be allowed to spread further. For this the Eternals propose that we gather all of our forces and make one great thrust at the heart of the Infernal forces in the hopes of crippling them utterly. Yet this move will cost untold numbers of deaths of both mortals and immortals.

For this campiagn the Eternals propose that all of our forces attack in a spearhead like manner and attempt to defaet their main forces in open battle and cripple them utterly."

"Yet a strategy like that would be useless if they far outnumber us. We might lose all of our forces in the attack yet they might lose only a fraction. Or they might send a force to circle around and attack our homeplanets while we are occupied elsewhere." Mithithele looked at Aleiac.

"Is the number of Infernal forces known?" he asked.

The half-Eternal responded," Yes, the attack can easily destroy us all, but this is war. Yet if we fail the death of all the Eternals in that battle will force the Highest One, god and creator of the Eternals race, to come again and rasie the Eternals to him as gods. From this the Eternals with their greatned powers and divinty will be able to wage war on the Infernals and open the gates to the dimension in which the Eternals store the souls of the dead of whom are good and wished to go there. These souls will provide an army of which the Eternals will wage agianst the Infernals with. As well we shall ask the aide of the Angels, Ascendents, gods, and the good races of the univwerse to fight with us agaisnt the Infernals."

Aleaic was brushing off snow from his face, and clothes, when responding to the Dornalians with.. "Aye and indeed. You should also be getting reports of 'celestial salvation' pretty quickly after. That'll be the Angelic 13,834th Grand Fleet and Legion Host moving into defensive positions and driving the Infernals out of the area.

Even after two months, everything is still in a set up phase, where everyone's setting up the game pieces and all. The problem is there's a ****load of battles that consume entire star systems in volume, occuring at the same time.

You'll all know the 'real' battles when Level 1 gravity waves sweep across the Milky Way Galaxy regularly. Means at least five Fleet Legion Hosts and Infernal Fleets each have moved at the same time within the Inner Core Universe here."

Aleaic sighs. "It's going to be fun for awhile."

Torusumi retorted, "It sounds as if the worse is yet to come....at least we know the Workers State is ensured some comfort. We are not alone."

Then, she said, "The Workers State and the Terran Socialist Republic are in accordance; we must contain the Infernal threat. Would it not be possible to perform a large-scale search and destroy operation, to cleanse those areas affected by the Infernals before they can gain any sort of advantage?"

The Abh delegates had remotly fairly quietly the entire time until strategy plans began to be thrown across the room. The Emperor and once Imperial Admiral smirked at the plans. Lamia was on the same wave length when his lipid channel began flashing as he communicated with the Emperor.

Do you want me to punch holes in their plans?

Dusanyu laughed. "No, you better let me. I don't want anyone taking this personally. Besides, I'm the diplomat remember? Perhaps if we kept different company then I would care less who you hurt."

Dusanyu strode towards the center of the room to take part in the conversation. "I hate to be the cynical one of the group but I would like to put out the fires of granduer that some seem to be having. I agree with the half-Eternal that this is war and rest assured it will be fought as such. With that being said, I strongly urge all to reconsider arraying a massive force on a large scale for a single battle. I hold no doubt the battle will be magnificent with many deaths on either side but to what end? We beat the Infernals by taking their ships away from them. When they die, they are banished to hell and wait for another ship to be created and then are thrown back into the forray. When us mortals die, that is it and we cannot so easily replace lost commrades and ships as they can. Our resources are limited. I know of what I speak, from experience in fighting well outnumbered. Trying to break through their frontlines and attack their core will destroy us all. We attack their weaknesses with overwhelming odds. Information and timing will be key in coordinating our attacks so they cannot pin us down in large numbers. We will purge the universe in a long gruelling war and not a single battle.

In any case we have no assurance that we will gather more forces beyond those that are here. In time we may come to rallying more systems to our call as we save them from the horrors of this war. But four nations and the Angellic host cannot win this war alone in well fell swoop."

Aleaic and Tsunami close with each other, as the chorus of action to hail against the Infernals is called. Aleaic however responds to this with.. "No. Not as yet.

At the present, expending numbers without a truly clear result in the overall war, would only make the dimension based forces weaker.

As it is, there are at least four major forces here, the Heavens and Infernals are two, very unifed and focused forces at the moment. Another is the mortal forces in this dimension, of which even the Eternals are classified since they originate from this dimension.

The last group is the exta-dimensional forces, forces of other mortal nations, not of either Infernal or Angelic Allied, that come of their own accord. The Powers are one such force, for they follow only their own whims.

Another, despite the previous belief otherwise that they were under the Infernals, would now have to be the Dark Ascendancy itself. They were the wild card that brought this entire act out as it occured. As of this moment, not even the Infernal forces truly know their ultimate location in this dimension.

Which worries me out the arse."

Aleaic rubs Tsui's hands, and then steps away to continue, walking about the others.

"My idea then, would be to find the culprit that caused a far wider war than should have been in the first place." ..Al looks at the Zetans. "I know the reports about Sin and all that. I kept a eye on my home dimension after all.

Despite the goals of the like, such as Sin and others that want to destroy all existence. I truly believe Mulhorand is in a position to 'actually' accomplish such a goal. The dumping and emptying of Hell unto our dimension was apparently 'his' idea, 'not' Hell's. Usung such a degree of entropic energy, in a way that is supposed to be impossible to use entropy at all, shows who the true enemy of us all lies.

And I have 'no' idea where the hell he is at this time." Aleaic says, a serious tone of frustration creeping in. "Damn wretch nearly killes my wife Tsui here, 'and' my three daughters, even while the battle itself raged around us.

And 'then' insults his own Masters and forces a war nobody wants. I honestly believe the Dark Ascendancy may be the more serious threat here."

Aleaic says, stopping for a long moment, one enough to make a bit of uneasiness make apparent, so he can cool himself off. It was a MIRACLE that no one was actually killed. He had no idea how he would be acting right now, if Siranna had not pulled through her coma. His family really 'was' everyrthing to him, and there were very few that could actually pierce the veil of power that protected that said family with any realistic success.

And Mulhorand almost killed four of them, not mentioning Yurika, Miksai, Akito and Washu.

Aleaic finally looks up, and puts in strong words. "I would prefer, rather than fight the Infernals so directly, and instead concentrate and consolidate our forces into a far different kind of military operation.

I think something of annal, would be in Terran world history terms, be called the Doolittle Raid.

Within a year, my forces will be full strength once more. At that time, I will have the information needed, to lead a counterstrike into the dimension where the Dark Ascendancy itself came from. There, an attack would mosty likely jar loose the forces of Lord Mulhorand, and cause a far different confrontation, than just a mere battle against Infernals.

The Infernals are 'too' numerous in number to seriously challenge in any strength by our own dimensional forces, even if 'all' of them were allied in the same cause at the exact same time. The allegance to power and ideology would fracture us too either the Infernal or Heavenly side. Nothing would change, and it would be a war that simply sucks this dimension dry of all life in the end. It would feed itself eternally, to a tragic end for everyone.

Instead, we take a different course, and attack the ones that caused all this, on 'their' own ground, whatever left of it there is, and in doing so, jar the attention of the Celestials into a different arena, and..

..yes, I mean this..

..turn Heaven and Hell into the same vector, and attack the same enemy 'with' us." Aleaic stops and looks at the others. His idea is flat our ludicrous, but it's also just the kind of insanity that has logic.

"We're all victims of one being. And if we change the place where the Eternal War takes place, 'that' will save this dimension, and ruin another's. All we need to do is be patient, and let the 'real' enemy make it's plans known, and mold them to our final plan.

If willing, we play along long enough to drag the Dark Ascendancy back where it belongs, before it's oblivion is assured."

Aleaic stops and walks starkingly to the console, and shuts off the holo-display. He then turns around. "Until then, instead of a major effort to attack Infernals, I'd rather use it all to our advantage. Within a year, the status quo will be a balance between Heaven and Hell will be reached. Yes the war will be tragic. But to press it now might cause us more harm than anything near good.

Instead, I suggest we use the time, a timedate not fixed mind you, to grow our forces to at least three times their current size. I will allow unlimited access to all agreeing parties, to our docks, foundries, and resources, to help grown their forces to a proper size, along side us.

When the time is right, we will send a force that outstrips all your imaginations, and even makes the Hells tremble with real fear. On that day, we will send the 'real' message of salvation to our true enemy, and save this dimension in the process from anything like this ever again.

All forces of good, evil, and neutral alike, will see a day that all know that they all saw and told after, the story of how their mutual home was saved from the greatest threat there could ever be. Glory would not even scratch the surface of how eternal this victory would be.

The reward would be our own destiny, and respect from the Higher Planes, for our home. Forever."

Aleaic then stops and lets it all sink in.

Lamia is still leaning on the back wall as he begins to clap. Dusanyu shoots him a glare that silences him as he turns his attention back to Aleaic. "I agree with your plan however there are a few problems that I would like to bring up. Yes we could build massive fleets but who is going to man them? The Empire ranges in the billions but still would not be enough to support a fleet like you have in mind. My other concern is how you intend to rattle the enemy's cage like you want."

Torusumi then said, "I concur. We may assemble larger fleets, but how do we get to the enemy's home dimension? And once there, how do we follow up with the rest? What are the vital centers of production, etc.?"

Bankotsu laughs " If you need warriors then why not just ask me to open the gates to Demon World. It may not be hell but its full of Demons that will be a match for hells Demons or at the very least enough to put up a better fight then humans." He glairs at the humans in the room

" They may not be hells type of Demons but i assure you they do have a strong bite."

Aleaic smirked. "Does a good storyteller need to give away all the good parts? Worry not, when the time comes, all will be explained of how and what will be done and how done in the other dimension targeted.

As for the manpower, we'll be handing out the schematics for droid armies and crews, automated warships of droid architechture, and the secrets of genetic cloning that is very reliable, controlled, and efficient.

All three have served us extremely well in the Eternal War, not to mention all the years we existed here in this dimension before hand. In addition, with each of your consents, angelics will also serve as crews. This also includes the secrets of the Angel God Infantry program, the Steel Angel program, and a host of other anciliarly programs that will make manning all those vessels not so unrealistic.

Remember, the point is to have the numbers needed. I would put aside concerns or reservations. In the end, the technology would be yours to deal with as wished, since in the end also, if we win this war, the Ascendancy would leave this dimension forever anyway.

We're here to save this dimension, and nothing else. All other concerns are no longer valid to us, and if you all go to war with each other with our said technologies after everything is done, there's no need to stop you.

Saving this dimension is all we care about now."

"Having experience fighting droids and building our own, I have found that they lack the capabilities of a living being. We have our own genetic facilities to raise armies as we have done with divisions of marines.

My concern is what will be done with the clones that are created once this is all resolved. I find it convenient that you would dump all this technology on other nations and conveniently wash your hands of it all in instance that some may go to war. In your attempt to restore balance, you will inadvertantly disrupt it again. If it is your policy for ascended being to not involve themselves in the affairs of mortals, then perhaps your technology should be best kept for yourself and allow us to find our own ways."

Torusumi and Alfonso, meanwhile, were quite sanguine about the gifts of technology. They knew the Workers' State would benefit from any technology transfer....though the droids were crap. Torusumi had punched droid armies around like ragdolls in New Paris.

She then said, "Angel God Infantry? Steel Angel? Unusual, to say the least, Your Highness. The clones I know about though, and we would accept any technology transfers you make to us.

Two things. One: What would you ask in return? Two:The droids-I must concur with the Abh-are not in our interest. I fought them in New Paris. Unless these are not the droids I remember my Naval Infantry grinding up like stale bread."

Aleaic slit his eyes. "If our droids were like normal ones, would we call them equal citizens in our realm?And as for dumping anything, I quite well imagine that by the time this operation is done, the numbers you have left will erase your concerns outright.

Remember, this is all for one battle to shape the fate of destiny. The cost will be 'very' high to accomplish this. If any survive, they will remember the deeds after. Logistics will not be a concern. Remember, in just this past one battle, we lost nearly 80 percent of our forces.

That is a norm for a large scale Eternal War battle."

Aleaic then looks at the Dornalians. "As for the cost. There is none. The sacrifice asked for by all parties in this endeavor, is payment enough in advance.

What survives after the operation, including technology, is yours to do with as you will."

Aleaic then looks at Dusanyu. "And if it were a case of morals and all, they why would we bother to come back to this dimension in the first place. Being quasi-ascended is complicated enough with rules that have no bearing here, so why would we come back at risk of the very things you believe we may cause?"

Aleaic looks over at his wives, all from the same planet. He then adds.. "Because some things are worth any price expended. I assure you all that your fears of us will be for naught. Besides, you all seem quite capable of disturbing the balance of things well without us.

You all like war too much as a tool for solving problems, so the question of trust runs for all parties here. If we can agree that no one here is perfect, then we can proceed."

At that, Aleaic stands and prepares to finish the inital meeting here.

He has a different task in mind next.

"Pretty high words from someone that is preparing to wage war on the grandest scale of them all. Be wary of what you say. Sometimes war is the only way to settle an issue. The numbers after the war do not concern me, it's the technology that is being left behind that does. In any case I realize the argument is useless so you might as well continue."

Lamia in parted a mental sound that could be described as his feral laughing which Dusanyu hardly appreciated in the least.

" There is nothing wrong with war. If you dont like how we settle things then please by all means do somthing about it. You forget how things work here in the mortal realm. We do what we want when we want and dont give a damn if you or anyone dosnt like it." Bankotsu said

" As for Droids i wont have those useless clumps off metal running my ships. Droids can never equal the might of a real warrior no matter how advanced they are."

Alfonso looked at Bankotsu, and said, turning back to Alaric "Good sir, I do agree with my fellow Abh and Zetan leaders here, though not with their language"-he shoot another look at Bankotsu, considering his swearing to be very ungentlemanly-". War is sometimes the only option. However, I do differ by saying, sometimes. There are other times when a drink and a good chat can smooth things over. So, you do have a point."

He then said, "As for the technology, your droid types are intriguing, but I would rather like to see some specifications. I do not have the experience of my comrade Torusumi, but I think I would benefit from a glance at at least the basic stats, and how they check out compared to other droid types. They may have a chance."

Aleaic finishes. "Well. If nothing else, time is the final judgementor of all things. History will show how everything unfolds."

He then looks at the others.. "Now, if you all don't mind, I have an equally large christmas party to get going here. You're in part of it after all.

Enjoy yourselves as guests of the Ascendancy Sphere for as long as you all wish. Indulgence won't find any overage here."

At that, the Excellency ends the meeting. It's time for a far happier time.

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((OC- New thread soon coming btw..))

The Emperor wasn't going to let Aleaic leave so quickly though. "Aleaic, may I have a word with you?"

Aleaic was gathering with his wives, when Dusanyu queried. "Did I worry you too much my friend?" ..he turns and comments in a light tone.

The half-Eternal sensed his other half-Eternals nearby and sent out a telepathic signal that was bound to get their attention and get them to respond.

Dusanyu smirked. "You forget that I am an Abriel. In any case I wanted to ask you something. I am curious if you still use those tree ships of yours called the Hikari."

((OC- Might wana explain that one out more Scand... =oo=?? ))

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Aleaic looked level at the Abriel Emperor with a nod. His tone is neutral. "Indeed. There's more than a half million of the ships in all sizes among the Sphere Republic StarFleet now.

Just to warn, it's the only technology that's off limits on our accord. The Hikari Power is much more than about fields and ships of great power."

OOC: Sorry, I thought that when you said Aleaic was gathering his wifes I thought you were referring to them all including the three half-Etenrals as well. Also Eternals and half-Eternals are all able to communicate telepathically with one and other.

((OC- I see. At the moment I only am using numbahs One through Three on the harem list here. =^^= If you want to rp the Half-Eternals, be my guest. ))

The Emperor waved it off as if it was not important. "Your Hikari power hardly interests me. On the contrary I have something to offer you. It is custom among the Abh to give allies a gift upon making alliances. You have received the blood of Abh and human alike which is the greatest gift we could possibly give you. However, to give you something more substantial, something more visual if you will. I would like to offer a tree spirit to you. The little tree spirits will adapt to your trees and if they are in good health will multiply and thrive. They won't be a hinderance in power or resources but I would imagine that the little guys may catch your wives' eyes if you follow my meaning. The choice is up to you though."

Aleaic cocked an eye. "Tree spirits? Sounds like they could be tree version of cabbits or something.

Alright, I will entertain this. Do bring one forth please."

Dusanyu nodded. "Lamia come here."

Lamia unfolded his arms from his chest and stepped away from the wall. He walked towards the Emperor with his black boots clicking the ground. Lamia continued past the Emperor and stood before Aleaic. He took his black sunglasses off to reveal red eyes with yellow irises. Lamia opened the right side of his black coat and shoved his left hand into a hidden pocket.

He brought his closed hand forth and when he opened it, there stood a diminutive tree spirit(http://unknownpoets.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/princess%20mononoke.jpg). It looked around from Aleaic then to all the others.

Lamia's lipid channel flashed imparting a telepathic message to Aleaic so he could even hear. This is the tree spirit that the Emperor spoke of. They will flourish under your trees. If your tree ships should fail, then they will die. It would sadden me to learn about something happening to these spirits. Don't worry, one is all that is needed and then they will multiply.

As if in response, the little spirit shook his head and made a clicking sound as if there was something loose in its head.

Aleaic leaned to look at the very curious looking creature. "I wouldn't worry about that, since if the Trees die, the Ascendancy would die like a gutted husk.

..still, I wonder how the Trees themselves will.."

That was the last spoken iota, as suddenly Aleaic is TRAMPLED by Tsui and Arashi suddenly. They both have those anime googily eyes, with.. "Ohhhhh! They're so cwwwwwuuuuuuuuute!"

Aleaic's arm can be seen twitching on the bottom of the screen, underneath the two Ledy Excellencies. "Pain... pain.... pain here."

Tsunami only asks if they hear something. Arashi only shrugs.

Bankotsu turned to Albedo " I would give them a gift but i doubt they would find my type of gift cwwwwwuuuuuuuuute " He said laughing

Albedo looks at him confused " What is your idea of a gift"

Bankotsu looks at Aleaic " Oh either a dual with me to the death or if they were very lucky me takeing one of his duaghters as a bride."

Albedo sighs " You know this is not Japan in the year 1500."

Bankotsu nods " Yeah yeah i know." look around paying little attention to Albedo

" You have alot of work to do on becomeing a good diplomat" Albedo says.

Dusanyu started laughing while Lamia kept holding the little creature. "I warned you."

Lamia let the little guy walk into one of the lady's hands where it loooked at both of them and every now and then shook it's head again.

Dusanyu smiled. "I think he likes you all."

The First and Second Ladies just took turns cuddling the spirit, while Third Lady Jennifer pulls Al out of his enstrickenment, and takes a bit 'literally' wrenching Al back into a humanoid shape, and then dusting him off.

"There you go." Jenn finishes. (Seto laughing in the background..)

Al just thanks her with an.. "Ow.." ..and more twitching.

Aleaic then recovers and walks back to check the creature out. He asks the Abh.. "Where did they come from? And all that?"

The Emperor grinned. "That is a trade secret my friend but perhaps when this is all over you and your wives may like to visit such a place where these beings live in abundance."

Aleaic smirks. "I guess that means I'll have to take you for a visit inside the Plane of Light afterwards as well."

Arashi looks up and at Al. "If we're still here to do that love."

Aleaic only shrugs. "Not all things stay the way they seem to be." ..this makes Arashi cock and eye.

"There is a planet that is lush and full of life where many of those spirits live along with a few others. Wolves larger than any man and boars the same size. It is also the home to the Betterman Council. If you do decide to pay a visit, I believe you will find it quite...interesting."