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Earth Space, Outer system edge

The Superdreadnought Freya swallowed out of its wormhole at the edge of the system. This Earth planet was called via comm.
<<You believe this is the origin?>> a minor lieutenant asked his friend, lying besides him still on his couch.
<<That's a myth, at least there is nothing in Datanet hinting at it.>>
<<How anyone can live on such tiny things...>>
<<Yes, curious, isn't it?>>
"HMS Freya requesting clearance for inner system. We are carrying her Majesty's representative for the Grand Ball."

***

Alpha Prime space

The Verdandi-Battle group swalloed out of their mass of wormholes some light seconds away from the station.
They accelerated inwards, headed for the station.
"Nashtar republic ship, we are here for the diplomatic conference and carrynig the diplomatic delegation."

"Acknowledged. Send your diplomats over at any time. Docking Bay One is standing by."

[OOC: Packing quite a bit of firepower there for just a diplomatic summit, aren't you?]

Rogue 9 wrote:"Acknowledged. Send your diplomats over at any time. Docking Bay One is standing by."

[OOC: Packing quite a bit of firepower there for just a diplomatic summit, aren't you?]

+ooc: battle group just there to be on the safe side, it's been interesting times lately ++
"Acknowledged."
<<Duke, we are ready to send you over as soon as we arrive there.>>
<<Thank you, Admiral Tjoerhom. I will proceed to the shuttle bay.>>

***

As the fleet came to rest relative to the station, personal transport was launched, and accompanied by a squadron of fighters, which escorted it to the station and its designated docking bay.
Charles Beaufort, Duke of Nethington, Viscount Halssted stepped out of his transport together with his security detail onto the station.
Back again, he thought.

Alpha Prime Space

The Rebecca class Carrier and her consorts dropped out of hyperspace near the station. Her 6km length at the center of a small battle group made up of 4 Moshe Battle Cruiser, 6 Arron Heavy Cruisers and 12 frigates split evenly between both types.

Sir Micheal Reed, late of the Lord Protector's Marine Corp stood at the observation deck. He had spent awhile in the diplomatic corp, has it was called now. Lucky he was a born barginer and ambassador. He hoped that things would work out...

Transmission to Alpha Prime station

Greetings Alpha Prime, promission to sent delagates aboard?

Shelton stepped forward. "Duke Beaufort, so good to see you!" he said, stepping forward. "The other delegates have not arrived yet; you're quite a bit early. If you'd follow these gentlemen, rooms have been provided for your delegation until the start of the conference." He signaled to two Marines in dress uniforms, who stepped forward and led the way out of the hangar.

frigidmagi wrote:Alpha Prime Space

The Rebecca class Carrier and her consorts dropped out of hyperspace near the station. Her 6km length at the center of a small battle group made up of 4 Moshe Battle Cruiser, 6 Arron Heavy Cruisers and 12 frigates split evenly between both types.

Sir Micheal Reed, late of the Lord Protector's Marine Corp stood at the observation deck. He had spent awhile in the diplomatic corp, has it was called now. Lucky he was a born barginer and ambassador. He hoped that things would work out...

Transmission to Alpha Prime station

Greetings Alpha Prime, promission to sent delagates aboard?

"Permission granted, send your delegation to Docking Bay One at any time."

Transmission to Alpha Prime Station

Roger Diplomats inbound.

Sir Micheal Reed rode in on a shuttle landing in the docking bay. As Sir Reed left, a voice called out over the shuttle intercom

"Thank you for flying Navy, have a nice day."

"My Ass Rides In Navy Equipment. Black skies, flyer." Sir Reed replied, finishing the age old joke.

The 1st fleet dreadnought Malar jumped into orbit around earth

"This is the Arcanian Ship Malar carrying Councilman Karsus XV(Mystra Preserve him) to attend the grand ball. Would you prefer if he teleports down, or would you prefer if he came down on a smaller vessel?"

Alpha Prime Diplomatic Station

The Destroyer Semmemon jumped into Neutral Space

"greetings, we bring the head of our diplomatic corps. Commissar Astinius Malstaral"

Alpha Prime

A goa'ould cargoship, transmitting a becon of Truce, arrives in-system.

"This is diplomatic vessel Naquidria-12 requesting permission to dock."

"If we were not in neutral space we would vaporize your ship."

Every weapon of the Semmemon was targeted toward thecargo ship

"Try anything funny and we will... "

Alyrium Denryle wrote:"If we were not in neutral space we would vaporize your ship."

Every weapon of the Semmemon was targeted toward thecargo ship

"Try anything funny and we will... "

The cargoship moves so that the station is between it and the distroyer.

Sol System

<<This is the warship of the Hajr Darwinian Selection. We are approaching Earth, and request leave to send a shuttle to bring our delegates to your talk-meet.>>

Meanwhile, a similar vessel (A Brief Life Burns Brightly-class Strike Cruiser,) appeared near Alpha Prime.

<< As requested, Nashtar, we have arrived. Out second-speakers are enroute now. >>

lazerus wrote:

Alyrium Denryle wrote:"If we were not in neutral space we would vaporize your ship."

Every weapon of the Semmemon was targeted toward thecargo ship

"Try anything funny and we will... "

The cargoship moves so that the station is between it and the distroyer.

"I remind you that we are still in a state of war. While we will not fire unprovoked in neutral space at a diplomatic conference, dont expect us to treat you, or your parasites well"

The black, needle-shaped diplomatic cutter of Duke Claude Peipus slid into the Alpha Prime system. The ship was all engine and luxury, mounting not a single weapon and having passenger capacity for only the duke and his honor guard of Orcs. It was the limousine of outer-space diplomacy, and it was small enough to itself dock at the station. Bringing a dreadnought would have been a better display of force, but the vampires had always regarded such behavior as the conceit of mortals.

The controllers were overwhelmed. Usually they only had the smaller ships to deal with, but now they had those ships, and the big ships, and they had to keep the smaller ships away from the big'uns. The Army fighters screaming all over the place in upper atmosphere and the Navy's fighters in space escorting everything didn't make anything easier.

"To all foreign dignitaries, shuttle down don't teleport. We'll clear landing pads for you, and send coordinates to them on your way down."

Each shuttle when it landed was greeted with an honorific army escort. Then, after a security screening, they were lead to multi-storied buildings that would serve as their lodgings for the next week. Inside the lodgings there was a small number of men waiting for them. The men explained to them the itinerary for the next few days. In a few hours the ball would begin, and there would be the ball and dinner within the Monacan "Crystal Palace" that was normally inhabited by the Military Prince. The next day buisness would begin, there would be multi-party talks held within the conferece rooms on whatever was necessary to discuss. That would go on till the third day. On the fourth, fifth, and sixth day nothing was planned and the dignitaries could all leave if they wanted to, or they could stay and enjoy the Monacoran provided expense accounts, travel arrangements, and translators. And then, on the seventh day, the entire shebang was over, though the arms Expo in Japan would soon begin thereafter.

Alpha Prime station

<<They're quite hostile, I don't want to be caught in the middle, should anything go wrong. Move us out a little, sound condition Beta.>>
<<Yes, Admiral.>>

On her command, the Battle group maneuvred as one slightly off the station and activated their defense systems and additional fighter squadrons were launched.

"Attention Arcane and Goa'uld ship. Keep distance to us. We do not want to be drawn into your pointless bickering. Tjoerhom out."

"If you think activley being at war because they sponsored terrorism against our sovereign power, is pointless bickering you have issues. We will comply with your request however"

Gladsheim Prime
Imperial Plaza

There was little doubt to the Veithans that the Grand Empire possessed a unique culture ushered in due to their unusual circumstances. Nonetheless, that uniqueness was something that could be worked with and if anything, simply made the Grand Empire more mysterious than originally believed. When the Empress spoke, the delegation naturally listened. Veliam Munei waited until the Empress had finished speaking before responding. “I do not believe that your people are mindless anything Empress, and as long as you are comfortable with who you are it is all the matters. I am certain that my nation will not change its stance of open relations with you and yours even with this revelation.” Veithans as a whole were fairly tolerant people.

The delegation exchanged glanced and nodded as the Empress began to lay the foundation to end this surprisingly productive meeting. “We thank you for your time and presence Empress, it was a rare honor and one that we hope will be repeated in the near future.” There was only a slight pause as the delegation considered her last words. “I am certain that I will have answers to whatever questions arise tomorrow Empress.” With those words said, the Delegation waited until they were escorted back to what would become their new homes. Pleasure rippled through the minds of the Veithan delegates as they considered what they had accomplished. So far, so good.

Monacoran Space
Earth System

The Veithan taskforce that carried its representative to the Grand Ball slid out of hyperspace outside of the Earth system proper. The de-militarized battle cruiser flanked on its port and starboard sides by two heavy destroyers. The Peace of Earth was well known, and the Veithans had every intention of respecting it. The escorts had existed in order to protect the diplomatic vessel in case of interception. As the vessels accelerated in real space, a channel was opened with Monacoran control. “This is the VNS Yulai, we are carrying the Veithan representatives to the Grand Ball. Our vector and velocity are as follows.”

The Yulai entered the system proper alone, its escorts remaining back at the edge of the system. The signals coming from Monacoran sources were intercepted, and readily acknowledged. It took minutes for the Yulai to make her way to Earth orbit. Afterwards, its armored shuttle bay was opened and one single shuttle flew down towards the planet side.

"Sir, with all the issues with the Goa'Uld, I seemed to have missed somehting. There is a large fleet of unmarked vessels at <insert coordinates here>"

"Hail them lets see who they are"

....

"Attention unidentified Vessel, this is the Destroyer Semmemon. Please Identify yourselves"

Dahak wrote:

InnocentBystander wrote: (ooc: right, sorry)
The Baeloaren Ambassador turned to his aids, asking them their opinions.
"Of course, I understand. If we could see her assistant, the Homeworld Senate will be meeting in several hours, they desire a dialogue with a representative from your capital; I am told your ambassadors on Bael will be at the meeting. We will need some time to set-up the communication equipment as well." he looked down at his watch, "five hours, we have five hours before the senate meeting begins."

After some longer time, a large man was emerging into the reception room and approached the delegation.
"I am Björn Nayhus, one of Her Majesty's assistants. What urgent business brings you to us?"

The ambassador smiled, "I am pleased to make your aquantence. You'll have to forgive our rush; our senate is expecting to conduct a dialoug with someone of authority in a few hours; your own diplomats on Bael will be attending. I am sorry for the urgency, but these are my instructions, I would not want to inconvience you, of course. But you see, the Homeworld Senate greatly desires to speak with your," he paused to look at his watch, "leaders. Personally, I don't think they trust me to handle this." he grunted with distadain. "Be that as it may, these are my orders and I shall carry them out."

Rogue 9 wrote:A delegation came out to meet the transport as it landed and the fighters peeled off to return to orbit. There were six civilians flanked by an honor guard of a dozen Marines. They awaited the ambassador and his entourage at the bottom of the transport's ramp.

The ambassador, followed closely by four of his aids descened down the ramp. "Greetings, I am Myaash Uhhlum, Ambassador of the Commonwealth. I have been informed that your planet's leadership of presently off-world and unable to meet with me." he paused. "There are no pressing concerns at the moment, I believe for the time being we will get settled into whaterver accomodations you can provide for us."

Alpha Prime

A Baeloaren Patrician class Light Cruiser poured into realspace one light hour from Alpha Prime Station. The ship spent no time sending a message to the station.
<<Requesting Clearance to approach the station and deliver the Baeloaren Diplomat>>

Sparta, formerly the Goa'uld home system
Another broadcast went out across space, asking for every nation interested to send ambassadors. The Confederacy would accept trade alliances, and made several not-so-subtle offers of dozens of tons of naquida in turn for such alliances.

"We are merely forces of the Overseer, Arcane One. Fret not at our presense."

One of the aptly named Fast Destroyers left the main group and zoomed towards the station.

Alpha Prime Diplomatic Station

The conference room, at this point largely empty, was graced with the presence of Aleksandra su Jhalar, the Hajr's Voice at the most important diplomatic proceedings. Her bodyguard was far larger than the duo she usually travelled with- a group of ten men and women in light Ouster power-armor suits, decorated with colorful slashes, but clearly functiona. Each one carried a fletcher or a jazzer, and gropener-swords hung from their belts. One even had a razorwhip. They all moved with coordinated grace- they were clearly professional fighters of the highest class. As always, the Ousters were predatory and swift in their movements. It was a display of force, and the guard was certainly far more capable and well armed than was necessary- but the martial implications were clear.

Aleksandra took a seat, waiting quietly for the arrival of the rest of the delegates.