NationStates Jolt Archive

It was always a rare and pleasurable opportunity for most politicians and diplomats when they are able to exercise the full amount of their inherent power and thereby their responsibilities. Such was the case as Count Edward Philips made his way via shuttle off the surface of Imperial Center. Dawn was just now coming over the horizon, light shining off and glancing like spears upon the myriad number of countless skyscrapers and buildings that made up the surface of Curoscant.

Philips swallowed visibly as his shuttle broke atmosphere and entered space. He had been sent by the Emperor Treize more than five years prior to act in his stead as the official Imperial Adviser. A rank given to Thrashia much similar to that of Warmaster to the Chronosian Empire. Philips had believed in his leader and gone on with the mission. He had grown to like Curoscant even.

The shuttle shook horrifically for a moment then settled again. "Sorry about that sir," called the pilot over the comm, "We just went through the defensive shields. They always cause some turbulence." Philips reminded himself that he was on a mission to Telros, and was not in a position to waste time chewing pilots heads off for crapy flying.

"No trouble ensign, just get us to the Judicious in one piece," Philips said wearily. The pilot took it as a joke and laughed.


In the port side view port Philips saw his ride. The Victory-class Star Destroyer Judicious. It was part of the multi-regional fleet that helped to patrol the Curoscant System. Using his powers Philips had managed to commandeer it for his trip. Captain Balinor had not been pleased with the arrangement, having grudgingly agreed only after a message was sent from Thrashian Fleet Command.

The shuttle boarded and Philips rushed aboard. His bags were taken off by servants and droids. He got lost three times before he finally made it to the bridge. Captain Balinor stood with his back to Philips as he walked in.

"Captain," Philips said, air coming in huffs, "are we ready to depart?"

"We were waiting on you, my lord Count," replied Balinor, turning and setting his iron gaze at the sloppy civilian before his eyes. Most military personnel did not like the aristocracy that had risen during Treize's reign, but they had their uses.

"Good," Philips managed. He didn't want to start a confrontation with the Captain. It would get him no where. "Then let us go."

"Helm, set your heading for twenty-degrees down angle," called Balinor. Deck officers along the crew pits echoed the command. "Bring engines to full thrust and get us into hyperspace. Lieutenant Miles, you have the con."

"Aye sir," Balinor's adjutant replied.

Within a matter of moments the clear, pearl black surface of space outside the view ports disappeared. It was replaced by a stream of endless lines of white. The ship vibrated underneath Philips' feet and the ship shot into hyperspace. Their destination: a secret meeting place with the Federation of Telros.

Tesca. A world which had been vital during the campaign against the Bugs and had been terraformed slightly to fit the Federation's needs. It's air was breathable and it was a good place to live....if you didn't mind the turbulent storms, and the tropical, muggy weather. However, this planet was rather insignificant now, as the Bug War had long been over and no important resources were on the planet, so the number of ships sent to guard it, defense platforms and all-around was rather normal. Today was different however, seeing as a fleet of some odd twelve ships were in the area. One Eagle-class Carrier, surrounded by four Zeus-class Dreadnaughts, four Warlock-class Destroyers and three Valley Forge-class corvettes. It was here that the secret meeting with the Galactic Empire, carefully arranged by the Sky Marshal, was going to be held. Aboard his flagship, the carrier Indomitable, the Sky Marshal waited for the Thrashian representative, so they could begin talks.

Of course, he had other things to attend to while he was waiting. The Crusade was not going to fight itself and he needed to be ready to send more ships, if the President required it. And the massive warfleet they had sent to the aid of the Atlanteans would probably need backup, so he had to switch around ships, so he could get some reinforcements together. Then, there was the looming war between the Republic and the Galactic Empire. Sighing, he shook his head and read some more reports. One was from Fleet Admiral Harper, reporting that he had made contact with the Atlanteans and would report later on the status of the expedition. Another was from Rachel, who reported that the scanning of the Atlanteans technology was going well and she would be able to have a wealth of info by the end of the mission, hopefully. He smiled. She was always one to do her job and it made his own job easier. A light blinked on his desk and he pressed it, activating his personal comm channel. "Yes, what is it, Captain Virgos?"

A deep voice replied from the desk. "Sir, our scanners have detected ruptures in spacetime a few lightyears away from us, we think it's the Thrashians. I am getting our welcoming party ready, thought you would want to know." Vaire nodded.

"Indeed. Thank you for telling me, Admiral I will be there soon." He then let go of the button and the comm fell silent. Taking the papers, he stacked them neatly and put them away in a briefcase, locking it. He picked it up, as it held the documents he was going to use in the discussion. Taking his green military hat, he left the office and headed to the bridge. Soon he would finish negotiations....and increase the power of the Terran Federation for all time.

The Judicious Victory-class Star Destroyer came out of hyperspace within the edge limits of the designated location of the meeting place with the Telros Federation. Engines powered down. Scout fighters were automatically deployed. The helm's officer called out the knots of speed as they slowed down. Lieutenant Abel stepped over to the command chair and saluted.

"We've arrived at the planned location captain."

"Very good," Captain Balinor said, "See to it that ComScan finds out where our other friends will be."

"Aye, sir."

The doors behind Balinor slid open and Count Philips walked onto the bridge. The count had been a minor nuisance to Balinor in the 34 hours that it had taken them to travel. Other than that Balinor had been surprised to see that the man was entirely what he was made out to be: a politician who had nothing better to do than ask him questions about his loyalty to the Emperor.

"Count Philips, you may be happy to hear that we have arrived," Balinor said as the man came up to stand next to the command chair.

"Good, have we found the Telrosians?"

"All in good time," Balinor assured him. He turned to the comms. "Ensign, send out the usual greeting signal. Announce the arrival of Count Edward Philips on behalf of the Galactic Empire."

"Aye sir."

Sky Marshal Vaire walked onto the bridge, to see everyone lively and at attention. He soon learned why when he glanced at the screen and saw a Victory Star Destroyer. Glancing at Captain Virgo, he spoke. "So...I assume that our guests have arrived from Thrashia?" The Captain nodded.

"Yes sir. We have received the standard greeting signal and we have the name of the representative as well: Count Edward Philips." The Sky Marshal put a hand to his chin, gazing at the ship. They had style, he could give them that. This would be an interesting meeting indeed.

"Alright, record this message and send to them." The Captain made a curt motion to an officer, who typed in the appropriate commands and nodded.

"Ready, sir."

The Sky Marshal began to speak. "Greetings, my Thrashian friends. Welcome to the Terran Federation. I hope you enjoy your stay. If you so wish, you may send your troops and personnel to the planet for some time off, we don't mind. As for the meeting, I would like to meet with the Count on my ship. I an transporting coordinates for our hangar bay and I look forward to meeting you. Sky Marshal Vaire out." He then nodded and they sent the message to the Thrashians and he spoke up.

"Have a guard detail of M.I sent to greet him and escort him up. We must show our respect. I will go down with them."

Captain Virgo saluted. "It will be done sir." Vaire saluted back and then exited, heading towards the hangar as Virgo sent the order for a detachment to rendezvous with him.

ooc:hey man, sorry about not having posted in a while. RL has been hell for me this past week. I will have a post up here by tonight at the latest. Sry again.

OOC: It's fine, I can wait dude.