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Two slip points crackled open in the depths of space, arcs of energy reaching out in to the darkness four ships bursted out in to space, their massive ominous forms imposing in to the area.

The portals closed behind and the ships moved off, their engines glowing with a white blue stream of particles behind them dissipating in to the darkness. The flag ship of the small expedition was UTS Liberty , it was a massive brand new heavy cruiser first of its class built with totally new technologies, architecture and design , it was flanked by two Hyperion class light cruisers and one Richfield class destroyer The ships floated out in to space in unison their forms being struck by the ambient light of near by stars. In the liberties recreational room sat Commander Alexei Michel he folded his gloved hands atom the glassy counter top, a female avatar behind it, the avatar asked in a sot voice looking over to the young commander in his blue uniform.

“Is there some thing you needed sir?”

The commander shook his head leaning back on to a hovering chair over looking the bar.

“No, nothing right now”

He looked around his new ship, it was ornately decorated inside smooth and sleek not what he was used to considering he was commander of the Hyperion just a few months ago. The blue and white smooth edges of the walls, and floors was certainly appealing to the eyes and soul. Chairs hovered above the floor around various shaped tables. The commander stood up sighing as he straitened his uniform slightly.

It was obvious they arrived at their destination and shortly he knew he was going to be called by CNC. He walked across the large room, the massive holographic windows, two doors dematerialized in front of him he walked through them and towards the bridge.

Several holographic panels lined the corridor , they flickered with images changing every so often with a smooth transition. The commander made his way towards the transpad standing on the semi lit teleportaion system, a split second passed and his slender uniformed form was engulfed in a flash of light. A split second after he appeared in the CNC, the bridge was massive, holographic panels lined the walls from side to side, strategically placed stations dotted the circular room, avatars and humans linked up via holo chamber interacting with in a world of numbers screens and statistics. He nodded to his executive, who stood tall, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, her form was graceful her body was well proportioned and had good lines of contour. She spoke out in a soft yet professional voice, her wireless comn system plastered on to her ear the silver microphone sticking out over her suple and soft lips.

“Evening commander, we just finished our latest scans., sector is mostly clear how ever we detected a massive object several AU out in to a local belt, looks like the remains of a star system, but this things right in the middle of it..”

The commander nodded..

“Keep alright since there is nothing out here besides that Lets go check it out.”

He sat on his hovering command chair looking out of the main holo monitor in to the utter darkness

of space. The massive ship flanked by its small escort began to move towards the object that was quite a bit away, the gravatic retro drive hummed to life crackling with energy, the ships moving at high speed as a stream of white and blue exotic particles and matter dissipated in to the void.


(OOC: this is taking place at the galactic rim that massive object I'm thinking would be an abandoned craftworld)

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Two slip points crackled open in the depths of space, arcs of energy reaching out in to the darkness four ships bursted out in to space, their massive ominous forms imposing in to the area.

The portals closed behind and the ships moved off, their engines glowing with a white blue stream of particles behind them dissipating in to the darkness. The flag ship of the small expedition was UTS Liberty , it was a massive brand new heavy cruiser first of its class built with totally new technologies, architecture and design , it was flanked by two Hyperion class light cruisers and one Richfield class destroyer The ships floated out in to space in unison their forms being struck by the ambient light of near by stars. In the liberties recreational room sat Commander Alexei Michel he folded his gloved hands atom the glassy counter top, a female avatar behind it, the avatar asked in a sot voice looking over to the young commander in his blue uniform.

“Is there some thing you needed sir?”

The commander shook his head leaning back on to a hovering chair over looking the bar.

“No, nothing right now”

He looked around his new ship, it was ornately decorated inside smooth and sleek not what he was used to considering he was commander of the Hyperion just a few months ago. The blue and white smooth edges of the walls, and floors was certainly appealing to the eyes and soul. Chairs hovered above the floor around various shaped tables. The commander stood up sighing as he straitened his uniform slightly.

It was obvious they arrived at their destination and shortly he knew he was going to be called by CNC. He walked across the large room, the massive holographic windows, two doors dematerialized in front of him he walked through them and towards the bridge.

Several holographic panels lined the corridor , they flickered with images changing every so often with a smooth transition. The commander made his way towards the transpad standing on the semi lit teleportaion system, a split second passed and his slender uniformed form was engulfed in a flash of light. A split second after he appeared in the CNC, the bridge was massive, holographic panels lined the walls from side to side, strategically placed stations dotted the circular room, avatars and humans linked up via holo chamber interacting with in a world of numbers screens and statistics. He nodded to his executive, who stood tall, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, her form was graceful her body was well proportioned and had good lines of contour. She spoke out in a soft yet professional voice, her wireless comn system plastered on to her ear the silver microphone sticking out over her suple and soft lips.

“Evening commander, we just finished our latest scans., sector is mostly clear how ever we detected a massive object several AU out in to a local belt, looks like the remains of a star system, but this things right in the middle of it..”

The commander nodded..

“Keep alright since there is nothing out here besides that Lets go check it out.”

He sat on his hovering command chair looking out of the main holo monitor in to the utter darkness

of space. The massive ship flanked by its small escort began to move towards the object that was quite a bit away, the gravatic retro drive hummed to life crackling with energy, the ships moving at high speed as a stream of white and blue exotic particles and matter dissipated in to the void.


(OOC: this is taking place at the galactic rim that massive object I'm thinking would be an abandoned craftworld)

OOC: Here we go kids, lets keep it peaceful

IC:

The 6 ships of Squadron 14 were cloaked, in orbit over the dead star, scanning a planet where probably contained a very rare element required for new experiments, the 3 Plate Type 4's ( Frigates ) 2 Plate Type 6's ( heavy cruisers ) and a single plate type 8. The Ratchet.

Captain Sean Willing stood on the bridge of the Ratchet. " Good god, fuck my ass. Is there any sign of the stuff or not? "

He swore, he could smell the paint on this new ship, the Ratchet was the 1st of a new generation of warships, such an improvement over the older plate ships. Even the Ratchet's interior was nicer, with plush carpet, warm lightning, wood all over the place, it was a very warm inviting place.

" Captain, I can't really find any of what we're..... the hell? We've automaticly gone to red alert "

All around the ships, all lightning turned a bright red and all sheilds and weapons were being brought online.

The Captain freaked out and ordered yellow alert. " Good god bridge, what the fuck are you guys doing? Yellow alert, shields only, I don't want them thinking we're out to kill them. Maye's, I want a full tactical analysis of these vessels, I'm pretty sure they can see us. "

Captain Willing to Squad: Nothing stupid, yellow alert only.

He turend to Mayes at the operations station " I want a full tactical analysis, now "

The ships got into a standard formation, none had any weapons powered.

" Sir. Our sensors cannot penetrate the surface of the unknown vessel's, however judging from weapons ports and power readings coming out of those big ass engines, I can only assume their weapons our comparable to our own cruisers. "

The captain sighed " Here we go kids, wait here. They'll see us soon enough. I bet they'll talk 1st. I doubt they'll regoznise our ECF flag on our hulls. "

The darkness of space suddenly illuminated. Well, it wasn't very dark anymore. A squad of 3 Ginivex-class Starfighters appeared.

"Jesus, this is some party, eh? Why the hell can't we get an assignment that's quiet and no one else is around. Damn"

A Comm Link sets out;

"Attention orbiting ships, we request you state your business, no response and you will be seen as hostile."

Alexei sighed, he sunk back in to his command chair, his Executive officer looking at him as she held her ear piece . The ships Avatar appeared in a flash in front of both of them, the commander sat back and the XO started to speak.

“Sir we are detecting multiple ships, one group has already sent us a signal the other is still silent, shall I open comminations?”

The commander nodded quickly, he adjusted his blue uniform (Think EA from B5), his eyes peered out in to the holographic port watching both groups of ships intently. A blip was heard and the comn channel was open. The Avatar nodded, commander Alexei started to speak in a soft but a diplomatic voice.

“This is the Terran Federation ship liberty to all ships in the area, we come in peace ,we are hear to explore these rim systems in order to better understand the galaxy and perhaps find new races. Do not be alarmed.”

The comn was cut, Alexei sank back in to his chair sighing folding his hands over each other on his lap. The Hyperion class light cruisers mean while flanked the larger Liberty class ship, their large guns imposing for their ships size.

The Federation ships shielding systems where activated automatically. The commander looked up to the holo port with a sigh, he asked the avatar in front of him and the XO.

“Can we scan them?”

The avatar responded with haste and a soft voice,

“The first group is a negative I will try to scan the second.”

Sensor arrays where a buzz with activity, Every thing from gravatic scanners, dimensional sensors, Sub atomic level scanners to standard Microw-wave and Laser canning systems where employed scanning the new group of ships that Had jumped in.

Fighters where already at the ready in all the launch bays of all the ships, it was standard procedure to launch fighter craft incase of possible hostile craft.

The Uss Vectro (http://z13.invisionfree.com/Chazakain_Storefront/index.php?showtopic=30) exited the wormhole, sending out a brief flash of radiation.
"Sir we are detecting several rather large ships below, behind and infront of us.
Seems like someone having a party and forget to invite us."
"Indeed, any friendlys out there?"
"Negative sir, all are new contacts."
"Open the channels then."

"Greetings alien slime erh sentients I am the captain of the USS Vectro of the F&D Federation. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=14132492#post14132492.HTM) We have come to this desolate sector of space because we lost one of our scientific probes. erh We also come in peace."
The transmission was cut rather suddenly.
"ensign?"
"Static from the surrounding space I swear."
"It better be, because we aren't in any shape to start a full blown war."

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NO STEALTH IN SPACE (http://www.projectrho.com/rocket/rocket3w.html#nostealth)

"Peaceful, eh? Not our normal MO but sure, we're in no shape for a fight."

The Comm Link started again.

"We are here for mining. We believe these planets have certain ores not commonly found in our galaxy. May be explore them as well, we mean no harm, nor have no claims. We just wish to mine and hold land and cities, you may stake claim to whatever it is you want."

Maybe for once, the Empire wouldn't get involved in an all out war.

Royal Alliance Taskforce Lancelot, 0950, Unknown Sector

The system where the Terran Federation had begun its search of a strange object had been intruded upon by several nations. A couple were just there for their own reasons, searching for lost items or possible resources, while others were patrolling. This new intrusion, however, was for an altogether different purpose. The system was suddenly changed as massive glowing portals opened in space and twelve ships shot out of them, energy crackling about them as several openings on the ships flared a similar color and the portals flared out into nothingness. The ships were painted a deep blue color, with a lining of black, with the design of a three pronged spear that had an eagle on the leftmost prong and the snake on the rightmost. This was put on a black background. They also had a calm, pulsating blue glow coming from inside their ships. This was Task Force Lancelot, a force of twelve ships from the Royal Alliance, sent out on a mission to find fleeing elements of the failing Xuron Confederacy. So far they had found nothing, but a lead had detailed the ships coming here. But as their sensors washed over the system, they realized that they had been fooled, or their source had.

Commander William Delken gripped the handles of his chair tight in frustration as the communications officer, with as much control as he could put into his voice, informed him of the dead lead. They should be defeated already; there should be no need for great commanders like him to be gallivanting across the stars after ghosts. Besides, the capital of the Confederacy was being assaulted by their forces as they heard on the comm channels, and it would not be long before this war was over. "Very well. Finish scanning the system, and prepare jump coordinates for Rally Point Gamma. I'm done with this fruitless searching. Then-" He was cut off when an alarm rang out and the bridge crew gave shouts of shock.

"Sir, we've got several contacts in the system. The computer is reading them as unknown. No known signatures. Orders?"

William narrowed his eyes. This could be very dangerous; they remembered the Xelta incident very well. He leaned forward and pressed a key on his chair, bringing the information upon on screen. Although he had a strong force, eight Elaine-class Assault Frigates, three Camelot-class Cruisers, and one Knight-class Destroyer, he was no fool to expect that his enemies could be far stronger than he. Not to mention two of the ships in system were giving off power readings like nothing he had ever seen.

"Have all ships go to Battle Alert 2, and form up in the half-moon Luohan defense formation. Pilots are to get ready for battle, both fighters and Frames. Ready our shields and get me a jump solution. Comm, get me an open channel, I want to try and see if diplomacy will work here."

He heard a chorus of ayes and waited as they were carried out, his eyes fixed on the tactical screen. The alarm rang out as yellow lights flashed, signaling the heightened alert. Pilots pulled on their uniforms and ran to their fighters and Frames. Alliance Marines grabbed their weapons and went to anti-boarding positions as the task force ships lit up on sensors as their energy shields came online and they moved into a half-moon formation, bent away from the other ships, and a communication channel opened on a unencrypted channel.

"All ships, this is Commander Delken of the Royal Alliance. We are not here to fight you; we have come seeking a foe we have been fighting. We do not want battle but any hostile intent will make us defend ourselves. I repeat...."

“Looks like we got more company..and some one seems paranoid as all hell.”

The Xo said with a sigh standing tall by the command chair, the commander looked up and said as he waved his hand.

“Indeed Open a Chanel to them.. Respond to their odd messages all of them, also get me commander Jackson of the Roanoke ”

A blip was heard, the commander sat up looking at the monitor his uniform well pressed and ironed, he started to speak in a diplomatic and friendly voice.

“To all ships in the area, do not be alarmed we are not hostile as we said. We are just hear investigating the odd world in the center of this asteroid field our scans where not able to penetrate it but....

He was cut off on screen by his Xo who started to speak almost in a panic..

“Commander! The object, some thing is opening and there’s an energy spike!”

“What?! I thought that place was uninhabited put it on screen!”

The planet it self was indeed inhabited, several massive ires like ports opened up starting to crackle to life with some sort of odd blue energy, it arched out in to space reaching out seemingly in random directions, the build up was getting stronger.

Alexei looked to his ships avatar and started to bark out orders.

“I want all Federation ships to withdraw at least to an AU away I don’t want any ships lost on my watch”

Turning back to the monitor the short black haired man with blue eyes started to speak in a soft calming tone.

“I suggest all your ships move away from the planet at least as far as we’re going It seems to know where hear, it only became active due to the increased activity.”

As soon as the Federation ships turned away the planet closed up again, the ports closing the energy dissipating, what ever was down there some one didn’t want it found. The liberty and her escorts moved back their engines propelling them at high speed , they began to slow once they reached the rally point. The blue hue of their engines dying down as they came to a stop. The communication channels where now shifted to a QE link between the UTS Liberty and Roanoke.

Alexei sat back on his chair sinking down he placed a hand to his chin as he spoke to the brown skin Long haired Woman on bored the Roanoke.

“Commander Jackson?”

“ Commander Alexei that was one hell of a scare..”

She spoke in a soft voice folding her hands in front of her the more utilitarian bridge of the Hyperion class apparent holo panels behind her flickering officers running back and forth.

Alexei responded

“Yeah I know, but it seemed to only happen when we got close past a certain point... ”

Jackson responded to that her brown eyes focusing on the male.

“That was odd, my tech’s cant figure out why, im sure yours are just as stumped, I suggest we engage QIBN Systems tyo share information faster..”

“Agreed” Alexei responded looking up at the female he sighed a bit saying

“We have to figure out why we cant go near that thing, not us any way, every one else is fine, what ever is down there is a huge tactical advantage we need to take, god knows other races here might want it for themselves”


Jackson nodded in response.


“Ill keep my ship on alert, Ill directing my scan towards these new... people that popped in they seem interesting. Roanoke Out..”


Alexei sat back on his chair sighing he awaited the responses from the others in the area, this was getting stranger by the moment.

Royal Alliance Taskforce Lancelot, 0950, Unknown Sector

The system where the Terran Federation had begun its search of a strange object had been intruded upon by several nations. A couple were just there for their own reasons, searching for lost items or possible resources, while others were patrolling. This new intrusion, however, was for an altogether different purpose. The system was suddenly changed as massive glowing portals opened in space and twelve ships shot out of them, energy crackling about them as several openings on the ships flared a similar color and the portals flared out into nothingness. The ships were painted a deep blue color, with a lining of black, with the design of a three pronged spear that had an eagle on the leftmost prong and the snake on the rightmost. This was put on a black background. They also had a calm, pulsating blue glow coming from inside their ships. This was Task Force Lancelot, a force of twelve ships from the Royal Alliance, sent out on a mission to find fleeing elements of the failing Xuron Confederacy. So far they had found nothing, but a lead had detailed the ships coming here. But as their sensors washed over the system, they realized that they had been fooled, or their source had.

Commander William Delken gripped the handles of his chair tight in frustration as the communications officer, with as much control as he could put into his voice, informed him of the dead lead. They should be defeated already; there should be no need for great commanders like him to be gallivanting across the stars after ghosts. Besides, the capital of the Confederacy was being assaulted by their forces as they heard on the comm channels, and it would not be long before this war was over. "Very well. Finish scanning the system, and prepare jump coordinates for Rally Point Gamma. I'm done with this fruitless searching. Then-" He was cut off when an alarm rang out and the bridge crew gave shouts of shock.

"Sir, we've got several contacts in the system. The computer is reading them as unknown. No known signatures. Orders?"

William narrowed his eyes. This could be very dangerous; they remembered the Xelta incident very well. He leaned forward and pressed a key on his chair, bringing the information upon on screen. Although he had a strong force, eight Elaine-class Assault Frigates, three Camelot-class Cruisers, and one Knight-class Destroyer, he was no fool to expect that his enemies could be far stronger than he. Not to mention two of the ships in system were giving off power readings like nothing he had ever seen.

"Have all ships go to Battle Alert 2, and form up in the half-moon Luohan defense formation. Pilots are to get ready for battle, both fighters and Frames. Ready our shields and get me a jump solution. Comm, get me an open channel, I want to try and see if diplomacy will work here."

He heard a chorus of ayes and waited as they were carried out, his eyes fixed on the tactical screen. The alarm rang out as yellow lights flashed, signaling the heightened alert. Pilots pulled on their uniforms and ran to their fighters and Frames. Alliance Marines grabbed their weapons and went to anti-boarding positions as the task force ships lit up on sensors as their energy shields came online and they moved into a half-moon formation, bent away from the other ships, and a communication channel opened on a unencrypted channel.

"All ships, this is Commander Delken of the Royal Alliance. We are not here to fight you; we have come seeking a foe we have been fighting. We do not want battle but any hostile intent will make us defend ourselves. I repeat...."

" All ships! Red Alert! Red Alert! All systems to 110% power, bring all the reactors to full power, and charge emitter grids. Ready all systems for combat, DO NOT FIRE UNLESS FIRED UPON "

Captain Willing had ordered all ships into full battle formation, he decided it was time to show these lesser powers some muscle " Drop the jamming field around the reactor, maybe that will make some of these morons calm down. Open a channel to all ships in this area. "

Captain Willing to All Ships:

This is Captain Sean Willing of the East Coast Federation Battlecruiser Ratchet, we mean no harm to anyone, However anyone who dares to fire on our ships will be destroyed. We will defend this system, and our ships at any cost. We will accept hails from anyone, I await your response. "

The Captain leaned back in his chair and called out more orders...

" Comm, Alert the fleet, have them send more ships as soon as possible, it looks like some people are getting a little to close "

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"Sir message(s)"

"Hmm, I don't like it lets put some distance between ourselves and that Kaldari fleet."
"Yes sir!"

"Commander, the planet its its..."
"Its what ensign?"
"You'd better see this Commander."
"Flip, I want some distance between us and that planet now! get a thunder (http://z13.invisionfree.com/Chazakain_Storefront/index.php?showtopic=24) in the area now, I want some scans of that planet."
"But sir, that could be taken in the wrong way."
"Ensign..."
"Yes sir, thunder alpha 1 away, estimated time till arrival, 20 minutes."
"Have our scans turned up anything about those ships?"
"Sort of, we can tell that they are heavily armed and armored and that they are transmitting something but we only been able to get short bits of conversation and most of its useless anyway."
"Carry on then, I want to know the minute that thunder picks up anything..."

"What the Fuck is going on here???? For one this place is tighter than a spiders vagina and now giant blue men a whirling across the sky, ok I quit."

A Comm Link opened, directed toward the Terrans.

"May we have permission to board your vessell? We are not hostile we promise."

Commander Jackson looked through the holo console, her eyes peering at the foreign ship as it sped towards the metal world . She placed her hands on the sides of the armrest ad called out orders swiveling her hovering chair over to the avatar that shimmered in to existence over her.
“Launch two SA-42G's and tell them to tractor that fighter! I don’t want any one getting blown up by that thing.”

Of course the federation wasn’t just doing this for the other nations own good, it was doing it to preserve a sort of dominance of the situation. A fighter bay swished open with a crackle and hum, two mid sized fighter craft rushed out in to the darkness of space, their sleek bodies shimmering gently in the local stars light. Trent Hawkings sat back in his SA42G manipulating the control stick strafing the fighter and doing a z axis roll. Using Pure thought the fighter sped up locking on to the “thunder” but not locking it up as a bandit.

The fighters four engines roared white hot, particle streams of blue and white spewed forth, as they rushed towards the “thunder”


Meanwhile Alexei sat back on his chair sighing a bit as he heard the request for a meeting, he idly waved to the avatar and his XO, he tapped on the link microphone on his ear and spoke out to the Zactarn ships.

“Your Request has been granted, please bring unarmed representatives in a single shuttle, regulations prohibit any foreign officers that are armed from entering a federation ship, so please respect our regulations”


The Lexington Moved closer to the ships that had launched fighters first, her engines glowing blue hot as it rumbled ominously towards them..

We are incapable of all combining into one ship, we are in starfighters. We are not armed and not hostile, we only wish to board for safety and discussion.

Despite the ships orders, all 3 starfighters began to approach the large ship.