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From: Stuart CorporationGlimmervoid wrote:To Stuart Corporation
From Joven Consensus.
We would like to open full trade negotiation at your convenience. We believe we have a lot to offer each other. In both trade and future partnerships.
Yours The Joven Consensus.
Blue Pointe StationDahak wrote:Blue Pointe Station
Sometimes, the Corporation was at a loss why these other humans still were so fond of primitive communication systems, as they were so much inferior to their own form, but it was a mystery it could live with. The Corporation certainly wouldn't give away that particiular technology for free...
"Blue Pointe Traffic Control, acknowledged. We will begin docking maneuvres momentarily."
The fleet moved closer to the large station, but only the Götterdämmerung actually docked. As it moved closer, small ripples on the perfect surface appeared and formed into airlocks. With surprising elegance and grace for such a huge warship it moved closer and finally connected with the airlock. It took only slight adaptations to connect the airlock tightly with the ship. The rest of the fleet stayed slightly away, endlessly moving among themselves, like a oversized fish swarm.
Admiral Lundstrom 'gated close to the airlock and then walked off the ship and into the great station to the greeting officials. She chuckled inwardly as she saw a slight shock flicker over the faces of the waiting delegation when they saw her and her small entourage. They certainly weren't used to full-fledged Admirals and warship's commanding staff with the apparant age of 18 year-olds and perfect looks.
"Mother Superior, I assume?" she slightly bowed. "I'm Admiral Lundstrom. Thanks for meeting us on such a short notice. We had some pirate business to attend to in the vicinity, and as we may stay around here for a short while, for maneuvres and, well, 'showing the flag', we thought it would be a good idea to stop by and say hello," she pleasantly smiled.
*ooc: no problem...*InnocentBystander wrote:ooc: Sorry this took so long!
Blue Pointe Station
The Darvley Room
The Darvley Room was a stately affair if ever there was one, the room usually is used by high profiles companies and diplomats looking to impress. The room's many pieces of artwork, lavish light fixtures and grand windows overlooking the docking rings was overshadowed by an extravagant central table, designed to comfortably seat up to twenty.
Mother Superior Elizabeth Catherine lead her guests into the room, she dismissed her aids and they took their seats.
"Admiral, I'm pleased you are here. Over the past six months this region of space has undergone considerable change, both economic and political." she looked out the wall sized window, "We've brought some order to this part of space, but our work is far from over. So many ships have not moved through this area in over three hundred years, but for all the good we do, there are those who wish to disturb the flow of trade. Despite all we do, we get reports of ships lost in and around the lanes, over the past few months we've been getting more adept at this, but the problem still exists, and it is considerable. You, admiral, have been in the field, you know this to be true. But please, your time is valuable, why have you come to see me?"
Listening to all this from the Negotiator, Wrain grimaced, “Those basterds think they can cut us away, after all we've done. Well thankfully phase 2 has begun."Spyder wrote:*snipped*
"What the shit? They're on every channel. Where's the hypernet? Where's GNN?"Ace Pace wrote:"This is The Aglatarian Hub, we are temporarily taking over your communication bands to give you this important message.
"Platform five, you've got incoming debris. Abandon operation, I repeat, abandon operation."You all know of how we have helped your planets, your homes, how in the past months we've helped expand your colonies beyond your wildest imaginations, now we have a new offer.
"This is operator 787, Degule mining divison eight. We've lost contact with all platforms. I say again we've lost contact...I can't get a signal through, what the hell's going on?"Tired of living here? Want to expand elsewhere?
"Mayday, mayday! This is platform five, we've got multiple cabin breeches! Need urgent assistance. Hello? Can anyone here me? Fuck, fuck fuck! Oh please, oh please no!" The platform was suddenly silent, their cries for help defeaned by an overbearing situations vacant ad.Enjoy life as part of one of the Galaxy's movers and shakers? Why don't you come round to the spaceport today, join the Aglatarian Hub.
"What the fuck's going on?"The Hub has a variety of careers to offer you, from this trade life (and we can tell you, its fun), to the military career to working in one of our research divisions unlocking the secrets of the universe.
"The transmission stopped, normal communications are being restored."If you want to join, don't forget to come round, we will be leaving in 48 hours, Galactic time.
A trio of Psychopath-class battleships dropped out of the Energy Grid into realspace a few hundred thousand klicks from the Hub. Flanking them were a dozen Gangster Cruisers and a large smattering.. Dozens, easily.. Of the smaller Unrelenting and Instigator escorts. The fleet began to actively ping the Hub itself.Ace Pace wrote:We thank you for listening to this broadcast, public transportation (supplied by the Aglatarian Hub) is waiting at all city centers to transport you to the spaceport."
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This is the Aglatarian Hub, we apologise for the delay, but all the transports involved in this incident have not reported in since then, we have made all possible efforts into finding them, and we will turn them over the moment they report in. 
From: Stuart Corporation, Directorate of Commerceconsequences wrote:To: Stuart Corporation
From: Shi Combine
For some time, the Shi Combine has been mapping a new hyperspace route to facilitate better trade between our powers, and to connect the Combine more fully to the Galactic economy. As the primary benefit would accrue to us, we will gladly undertake the effort of securing the route to the edge of your space. However, we will not transgress against the Stuart Corporation by attempting to patrol within your territory, and respectfully ask that you either help us by maintaining the route within the areas you claim, or give us guidlines by which we may operate in your space without giving offense.
Most Respectfully,
Commisioner Tendo, Head of Department of Trade
Blue Pointe StationDahak wrote:The Admiral took in every detail of the room, and while it was a bit too lavish for her, she still could see that some might consider it beautiful. Still no style she would do her quarters in.
"Mother Superior," the Admiral answered as she seated herself, "the Stuart Corporation has been a bit reclusive in the past, as you may have noticed. Despite that, we have helped to make this project, this station, possible. The station, and the fortress guarding it, on our end of the lane is seeing quite some traffic; maybe not as much as Blue Pointe or our Orbital One itself, but respectable nonetheless. Recent events brought a slight change in mind, shall we say?" She slightly chuckled. "My nation is quite powerful, as is our military, as you may also be aware. We wish to see this project prosper, and to bring the western galaxy peace and stability. This is one way to this goal. We are offering increased co-operation between your and other nation's forces protecting this lane, joint operations, a more formal way of interaction. We might also consider building a fleet base along the lane." She pushed a small memory chip over the table. "This is a start, if you will. We got this information recently through a captured pirate. We already exterminated one base, but you might find the additional information enclosed quite useful."
Blue Pointe StationAgent Fisher wrote:"Of course."InnocentBystander wrote:Blue Pointe StationAgent Fisher wrote:"Not at this time, although I would like to point out that we will also, with your premission, be stationing several wings of bombers here and two wings of fighter craft."
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"I'm sure rapid deployment space can be made for your craft, I'll see that your request is sent to the right people. The regions of space your ships will be sent to are far less... civilized than what your people might be used to. The policy is agressive, the protection of the lanes at any cost, your ships will be both on active patrol, and on call at all times, while on duty. Missionaries of the Blue Order are throughout the sector, on diplomatic or aid missions, and your ships will be expected to render aid to them whenever necessary. They've also got some new equipment for your ships, temporary observation drones, short duration interdiction field generators, communications equipment, lots of stuff. Every ship will need to stay docked with the Station for a day, while the equipment is transfered and crews are briefed on the equipment." he spoke as they eat their meal, "The key here is coordination." he chuckled. "Your ships may find themselves working with ACIN or Sabai warships, or who knows, in the protection of the trade lanes."
"I think, Mother Superior," the Admiral smiled, "that these hyperspace telescopes would be acceptable. We might consider aiding the efforts by our own special sensor systems, drones, and additional electronic system upgrades for Blue Pointe Station. You'd find our equipment to be...advanced. We might also consider leaving a squadron or two of destroyers and cruisers here, for anti-pirate actions. I doubt any pirate will stand up to a warship of any nation in a real battle, so large warships are unnecessary outside of demonstrations, as has been our mission. If acceptable, we would like to install a liason officer to further smoothen the co-operation."InnocentBystander wrote:Blue Pointe Station
The Darvley Room
The Mother Superior took the data chip, "We have always respected the Stuart Corporation's desire for privacy, however I am very pleased that your government is interested in an increased level of collaboration, over the past few months we have been increasing our level of cooperation with other nations that help patrol the lanes has gone a long way to improve our ability to fight piracy in these wild regions." she handed the data chip to an aid, asking that it be brought to the office of the Coordinator.
"We are, of course, willing to work on any level the Stuart Corporation feels comfortable with; we work on a variety of levels with many smaller powers that monitor small sections of lane. Many of them cannot even devote full fledged warships to the task, however thanks to Blue Pointe’s facilities; we are able to make good use of them, none of the less. Using ships, fixed outposts, comm. relays and Blue Pointe’s massive hyperspace telescope arrays we the lane as safe as possible. Yet ships still slip through the cracks here and there; piracy must be quashed, and I am very glad that the Stuart Corporation feels so strongly on the subject. If you would like, we can begin by exchanging strategic and communication information, additionally, we will install more hyperspace telescopes to peer down the Stuart lane, if you would not object." She folded her hands, and smiled.