The Fedral Union
23-09-2008, 06:06
Temple of the Dragons Torm:
President Logan sat back on his chair overlooking the massive gilded and diamond and ruby lined golden hall , several oddly shaped chandeliers hung from high arched celling lighting up the golden room with soft yellow light. He smiled a bit placing his hands on his lap, he was ready and waiting for what would be coming today, it was a grand day fro the Terran Federation Gaining new member worlds to its nation.
Several people rushed around the large hall assisted by floating mini zeppelins that engaged blue hued tractor beams holding various items, the president over looked these events, and idly waved his hand to Bester his secretary of state. Bester looked down and asked wit ha professional voice.
“Yes Mr President?”
Logan responded not taking his eyes off various colored and well arranged ruby and diamond dragon statues .
“Bester I want you to heads up a diplomatic detachment and greeting party at the door .. Ill be with you shortly..”
This was not an odd request but usually at an event like this the president would be at the head of the party, or so bester thought for a split second, he nodded immediately and walked away from the table quickly motioning several marines that had their M-18 ceremonial rifles out and several chief diplomats who had just arrived. The large group walked out through magnificently golden doors out to the large circular star port. The star port overlooked Torm city, the largest city on the planet Torm , massive glimmering white and glass metal behemoths priced the crisp blue sky , the large golden and silver temple was surrounded by thousands of these varied buildings that were symbols of Federation economic might. The sun shined upon the concrete like port, red blue and white running lights flickering inward...
The massive hall was almost ready, Logan stood up dusting his well pressed suit off, his hair was grayer than before and his appearance meeker and slightly more ashen, a far cry from the previously strong man that was elected to the nations highest office, every one would understand that the stress of such office would do that to a person. He walked passed the various gilded zeppelins, the heavy security detachments, and various high ranking officials towards the party at the door... Hopefully soon this alliance of sort will be signed he thought...
The 2nd fleet was in orbit of the planet, along with copious amounts of automated defense platforms, thousands upon thousands of civilian ships and countless satellites, the second fleets flag ship was the UTS Sovereign a massive newly commissioned dreadnought , it loomed over every other ship in the system with its massive body, even the several overlord class battle ships assigned to the fleet were dwarfed by the dreadnoughts immense size, a testament to those trying to ruin the Federation and its response...
President Logan sat back on his chair overlooking the massive gilded and diamond and ruby lined golden hall , several oddly shaped chandeliers hung from high arched celling lighting up the golden room with soft yellow light. He smiled a bit placing his hands on his lap, he was ready and waiting for what would be coming today, it was a grand day fro the Terran Federation Gaining new member worlds to its nation.
Several people rushed around the large hall assisted by floating mini zeppelins that engaged blue hued tractor beams holding various items, the president over looked these events, and idly waved his hand to Bester his secretary of state. Bester looked down and asked wit ha professional voice.
“Yes Mr President?”
Logan responded not taking his eyes off various colored and well arranged ruby and diamond dragon statues .
“Bester I want you to heads up a diplomatic detachment and greeting party at the door .. Ill be with you shortly..”
This was not an odd request but usually at an event like this the president would be at the head of the party, or so bester thought for a split second, he nodded immediately and walked away from the table quickly motioning several marines that had their M-18 ceremonial rifles out and several chief diplomats who had just arrived. The large group walked out through magnificently golden doors out to the large circular star port. The star port overlooked Torm city, the largest city on the planet Torm , massive glimmering white and glass metal behemoths priced the crisp blue sky , the large golden and silver temple was surrounded by thousands of these varied buildings that were symbols of Federation economic might. The sun shined upon the concrete like port, red blue and white running lights flickering inward...
The massive hall was almost ready, Logan stood up dusting his well pressed suit off, his hair was grayer than before and his appearance meeker and slightly more ashen, a far cry from the previously strong man that was elected to the nations highest office, every one would understand that the stress of such office would do that to a person. He walked passed the various gilded zeppelins, the heavy security detachments, and various high ranking officials towards the party at the door... Hopefully soon this alliance of sort will be signed he thought...
The 2nd fleet was in orbit of the planet, along with copious amounts of automated defense platforms, thousands upon thousands of civilian ships and countless satellites, the second fleets flag ship was the UTS Sovereign a massive newly commissioned dreadnought , it loomed over every other ship in the system with its massive body, even the several overlord class battle ships assigned to the fleet were dwarfed by the dreadnoughts immense size, a testament to those trying to ruin the Federation and its response...