NationStates Jolt Archive

The stars watch, as they have for millenia. The pinpricks of light, flickering amidst the black of space, glitter like diamonds in the darkness. Forever drifting, forever watching in a tranquil sea.

Suddenly, a ripple appears. Growing, it rapidly turns into a rift in space, as though massive hands have violently ripped apart the fabric of space. As it widens, shapes can be seen, faintly, then ever more clear, as the rift appears to stabilize.

The shapes are ships. First comes the carriers, 3 massive super capital class ships, each capable of holding 10 squadrons of fighters. Following them are their escorts,9 corvettes and 5 frigates for each carrier. Then come the cruisers and destroyers, 4 of each, designed for the battle line. Finally, dwarfing the carriers in size, arrives the dreadnought, a huge monster, capable of taking on any ship one on one, and carrying it's own 3 squadrons of fighters.

The rift closes, and for a moment, the fleet floats in the vastness of space. Then, as though on an unknown signal, each one powers up their engines, and begin moving forward, their stance full of purpose, their course unknown.

The stars watch on.

"Sir, we've detected a signifiucant Emergence nearby. Should we investigate?"

"Yes, send the Zeji in first, they're tougher than anything else whe have, and they've still got the speed to escape if it turns out that we can't negotiate."

4 ships of the Zeji Armada were dispatched from the task group. The Black Dream was technically the flagship of the entire Armada, and with it backed by a trio of powerful Krakens, it should be more than able to either negotiate, or fight its way out of any situation.

We are the Zeji. We greet you in the name of the Terran Dominion, and wish to have knowledge of you.

A Galaxy Class BattleshipEmerged from Coaxial warp (Coaxial warp is now standard on all my ships as it is faster then my version of the hyperdrive and does not require a complete overhaul) to survey system M12543 when it was pulled out of warp by [another] (hyperdrive, stardrive, etc) subspace desturbance. It encountered the battle fleet and immediatly brought up its shields.
"This is the Battleship WHNS (Waterhelper Navy ship) Andaman. Please allow us to pass. Also If possible we would like to open relations with you."

The fleet lumbered on, as though uncaring of the hails being sent its way.

Then, a response.

We are the Malorians. We greet you, Zeji of the Terran Dominion, and Battleship WHNS Andaman. We will honor your names and preserve them for all time, through the holy fire of combat, and leave us all stronger. May the Master of Blades guide and bless your path. We wish for you to have the honor of the first cut.

The weapon systems of the fleet began to power up. Guidance and targeting systems began to activate, as every ship of the line in the Malorian fleet began to track the approaching ships and battleship.

The fleet lumbered on, as though uncaring of the hails being sent its way.

Then, a response.

We are the Malorians. We greet you, Zeji of the Terran Dominion, and Battleship WHNS Andaman. We will honor your names and preserve them for all time, through the holy fire of combat, and leave us all stronger. May the Master of Blades guide and bless your path. We wish for you to have the honor of the first cut.

The weapon systems of the fleet began to power up. Guidance and targeting systems began to activate, as every ship of the line in the Malorian fleet began to track the approaching ships and battleship.

You are hostile? You would oppose the might of the Zeji Artmada, and the unmatched might of the Terran Dominion? Are you fools? Know you nothing of the Galaxy at large? The Dominion has faltered but once in war, and yet you would DARE to oppose them?

We seek nothing but the thrill of battle and the honor of the warrior. Like a fine blade, we temper our being through the fire of combat, and come out stronger. We search for warriors like ourselves to forge our minds and bodies in the flames of war, and honor those we defeat. To be defeated is the greatest honor we could recieve, for we have then found a worthy opponent, whom will test our strength. We will keep fighting, until they lay at our feet, for they have nothing left to teach us. We are Malorians, and war is our life.

The weapons of the Malorian fleet laid readied, waiting.

It was not a large ship, but that was not nessesarrily significant. often, the occupants mattered more than the ship itself. and Rilfin Skekara would certainly matter, at least, to anyone who inconvinenced him, like the cluster of ships his servant had just spotted. The smelly thing had it's uses, Rilfin thought, perhaps he should reward it. But, what would that pathitic worm think a reward?
Perhaps the coming battle would inspire him. Battle there might be, for rarely did so many ships gather without one. by the looks of it, that center one might actually provide some challenge. he began a sensor sweep of the area, perhaps he would find some weakness they overlooked.

{ooc: I assume you guys arn't using Skeksis.}

OOC: This will be MOST fun. I'm good at War. REALLY good. Tiamats are single-shot planet killers, like a DS gun, on a light ship platform, that takes a couple of days to reload.

IC:

You will not survive if you insist on battle. There are 2 Tiamat World Destroyers with our task group. You will not survive an encounter with them. NO ship can survive a hit from a Tiamat Cannon. If you insist on battle, the 30 ships of our Battle Squadron will be forced to engage you, and you will not survive.

OOC: Oh dear...

(OOC:What do the Tiamats fire, is it energy-based? Also, these people are a combination of samurai and religous fanatics, and place no value in their lives. They live for war, so thats only going to make them more eager. lol)

IC: We fear no weapon, ship, or man in battle. The Master of Blades watches all, and sees all. No warrior who falls in battle should fear death, for He knows and acknowledges their sacrifice, and will carve their name upon his armor. Death has no meaning, to those who walk the Path of War with proud and willing hearts, Zeji of the Terran Dominion.

The Malorian fleet drifted in the darkness of space, as though waiting for some signal.

four cloaked sephrion star destroyer observe the new ft race emgeweging

So, it appeared that this system would soon be filled with wreckage and the screams of the dying. Rilfin waited, his scans had revealed a few possiblites. he would move when the time was right.