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OOC: This thread is linked to that one - http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=476493

sIC: He was afraid. It had destroyed the fleet. He had escaped, whether through some peverse mercy, or through sheer luck, he didn't know. A hundred ships were gone. The thousand-strong fleet of the Realm was not going to fall, and yet.. As Magnate, he knew what he had to do. Magnius would have to fight his own war.

He entered Truespace, the familiar blue glow calming his feelings. He knew that over a hundred capital ships had already docked at Kazeci stations, and planets. He could take them another two hundred. The Interdictor was too powerful, now. It would decimate his fleet, and for what? Perhaps if he fled, he could reform the Realm, and.. Yes. It was for the best.

He left Truespace, and looked at the sensors. Something was inbound. He had linked up with the Paladurian sensor network, and, yes, something was most definitely inbound, and they couldn't identify it. It was time to flee. The Interdictor had ripped apart a hundred capital ships without even being damaged, he was not going to sacrifice these people for a slim chance at victory.

He accessed MCommand.Net, and gave the order. He arrived at Paladuria, and saw the people milling about in fear, the military units moving without function. He swore, and opened up the executive command line. "All units, board a transport, and move out. We are evacuating this planet, some five million people. That is the amount of people we can carry, including our crew. Hopefully, Kazecistan will hold some haven for us. Prepare to move out!

Ships roared on the surface, and transports screamed into space, shuttles going into the hangars of carriers, and, everyone who could, fled. Almost five million people, he mused. He could feed them for awhile, perhaps a month, with his current stocks. The two hundred capital ships he had, and many, many more freighters and haulers, should hopefully be welcomed at Kazecistan. No doubt they would welcome his aid with their little war. At the very least, his people would find safety, somewhere. Kazecistan was far enough away to flee the Interdictor, and, with luck, they'd have room for more hardworking people...

The massive flash of blue lit up the very system as the ships leapt into Truespace. It would be a long journey, an exodus, even, however, hopefully, Kazecistan would welcome them. Otherwise..

((the whole thread is sIc, so I won't be saying it in the future.))
Kazecistan Had grown adept in both secrecy and information retrieval in the time since its rebirth, and news of this Interdictor had travelled fast. A message was delivered to them through a relay of many spy and communication arrays. It was simple.
You and all of your people are welcome within our boarders, but if proper measure is not taken so that the Interdictor can not follow you, we will kill you before it has a chance to. We suggest a flight plan through the territory of another nation on your way here.

"It cannot. The Interdictor is incapable of tracking us through Truespace, unless it is within Truespace itself. At this time, you are both too powerful for it to destroy without it risking the possibility of destruction, and yet you are not powerful enough to directly threaten it. Nonetheless, we will exit Truespace with twelve frigates, and fifteen thousand colonists, and establish a new colony. Hopefully, the planet nearby, although hostile, should provide a decent cover for our true exodus."

Twelve ships, and fifteen transports, as well as two freighters, left Truespace. They had sufficient equipment to set up a self-sustaining colony, which was why they had been chosen. The planet, Exon, was a horrible wasteland, and yet, it was believed they could live there. Those going to Exon had been informed that the New Realm would split up, what remained of it, and would attempt to live as best they could. Naturally, some had to be sacrificed for the whole. The Exon colonists would live, although it would be a harsh life, and, perhaps, renew their former existence. He didn't know. He really had no choice, however. The fleet continued through Truespace, the exit of the other ships obscuring their trail. Within a day of realtime, their trail could not be followed. For now, they were safe...

Kazeci engineers had worked out that it was very unlikely that they would be followed, and leadership granted them access to Kazecistan on the condition that they would send back a few ships to further lay false trails. Even those who had left to start a colony were offered asylum, Kazecis felt bad that their request for their own safety had lead to that kind of a life for others.

"We have planned. Four colonies in viable worlds will be created, as these worlds are unknown to the Interdictor. These worlds will form the new heart of the New Realm. Nevertheless, we will still take part in your attack against Taledonia, as, surely, we will not be able to maintain so many ships for long. Thus it is we may shatter one of our enemies, and ensure ourselves some peace."

The ships continued moving through the glistening, silver-grey reams of Truesapce. It would not be long before they reached Kazevistan. And yet, the Magnate knew, in his heart, that his fleet could not be sustained by the fragments of the New Realm. He smiled, however, thinking of the life that would yet exist.

He briefly looked on a sensor, which had been connected to a probe. Paladuria was gone. All that remained was red-hot remnants of the planet's core... He felt horror grow over him, and yet satisfaction. He had known of the sentience's intent, and he had prevented it. His people were safe, at least for now...

These vessels will, of course, have access to Kazeci harbor facilities, to help repay your people and sustain a defencive fleet for your newly established empire.