Above a Starry Sky (IC, Closed)

[Pavlostani]

IC for the Clockwork FT RP. Enjoy.

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Helman System

The ISS Protector cut through space as it descended on the rebellious planet. The Helmanites seized the occupation station in orbit of their planet, which had been positioned there to smooth the transition of the Helman System from a conquered world to a member system of the Empire.

"All systems functional. We've got three blips appearing on the subspace imager." Lieutenant Balmov informed Admiral Kherov. Kherov nodded.

"Raise shields, bring the disruptors online." He ordered.

"Aye sir." Balmov fiddled with his console.

"Sir, we have visual contact." Lieutenant Yarovin announced.

"On screen." Kherov sat back in his chair. Three Helmantite ships were approaching the Protector.

"Two destroyers and a dread." Balmov identified them. Kherov nodded.

"Lieutenant, bring the cloaking device online." He ordered. The sleek Pavlostani dreadnought faded into the blackness of space. Kherov gave a small smile.

"Well, they won't be expecting this, will they? Target the nearest destroyer." He ordered. Balmov grinned.

"Locked on, full disruptor barrage and torpedo salvo standing by." He informed the admiral.

"Fire." Kherov said softly. The ship's outline briefly appeared in space as it fired through the cloak. Green bolts of energy struck the destroyer, followed by streaking quantum torpedoes. The disruptor bolts slammed into the destroyer's shields, causing a brilliant flare in space. The destroyer fired laser cannons in the direction of the Protector. One hit mark. The Protector's outline became visible, before reestablishing connection to its cloaking device.

"Target the bridge." Kherov demanded. The Protector fired a second torpedo salvo, breaking the dorsal shields on the destroyer. The bridge and everything on it was incinerated. The enemy dreadnought slowly turned to face the Protector, which nimbly soared away through space.

"Signal the cruisers, tell them to enter the fight." Kherov demanded. Two Eviscerator Class Cruisers disabled their cloaking devices and engaged the remaining enemy destroyer. The Protector exchanged mixed fire with the dreadnought.

"Sir, shields are at 70%. Minor thermal damage on deck 12. Minimal damage to the dreadnought." Balmov reported.

"Continue, fire, bring the plasma torpedoes online. Take us out of cloak, it's wasting energy." Kherov ordered. Green torpedoes along with striking blue ones whizzed through space, striking the dreadnought. The ship rocked as an antimatter shockwave flew through space. The other destroyer had been destroyed. The two Pavlostani cruisers moved to flank the Protector, firing on the dreadnought. Between the turbolasers, torpedoes and disruptors, the dreadnought's shields flickered weakly, struggling to survive the onslaught.

"One last torpedo ought to do it." Kherov said grimly. A single quantum torpedo fired from the Protector, which arced through space before coming into contact with the dreadnought. The crew covered their eyes as a brilliant explosion dazzled them. Kherov felt a pang for the innocents that may have been on the ship.

"Send word to the Emperor." He said bitterly.

"The rebel fleet is destroyed."

[Ben M]

Arnold wriggled his nose as he walked into the L73 lab. The L73 is a deep space probe. Sent out 30 years ago at FTL speeds its mission was to investigate deepspace. Of course it has the now standard deepspace Platinum information Plaque, detailing about the Moles, Rats, Armadillos, and Mice. It had voice recordings and a video recording on it of molespeech. This was highly controversial, but Arnold didn't see the big deal. The odds of alien life forms existing are astronomically small. Them even being near enough for a relic like this just makes those odds worse. Arnold tapped the dusty screen to turn on. It didn't, he blew off the dust and tapped again. This is an old room in the URSA (United Races Space Agency) and the dust reflected that, screwing with screen recognition and functions. He tapped the screen again, and when it still didn't turn on he kicked the base of it (the part that held the processors and the coolant fans) And suddenly the Screen sparked to life.

Readings were normal, and they were approaching a solar system unexplored of course. Lacking long range scanners Arnold couldn't discern much, but the probe was predicted to have a periapsis with the 5th planet of the sun at around 800,000 miles, close enough for the crude scanners. Luckily they had Instant communication with the satellite so all was well.

Arnold waited till the probe was at periapsis then slammed his finger down on the decelerate throttle. The probe read out that it had jarred into an orbit with a periapsis of 801,340 miles and an Apoapsis of about 139,800 miles. Arnold booted up the scanners. The planet had an Nitrogen-Oxygen based atmosphere which prompted a scan of radiation on the surface. Surprisingly there was very little, indicating a magnetic field. Arnold then scanned for water, standard procedure, upon finding it, he made the jump to Carbon based life forms.

Arnold felt his jaw drop wide open. He did the scan again. And a third time. Then he switched to brain waves, and checked that 3 times. He scanned for energy and found it in abundance. He sat back in his chair with such force that the flimsy thing snapped. He got up from the ground opened the radio channels and transferred control of the probe to his wrist band and ran from the room waving his arms and waggling his nose vividly saying

"WE ARE NOT ALONE! WE ARE NOT ALONE"



__________________________Close to the Home worlds (maybe 100 Lightyears at most)

(OOC This is the ship in question http://imgur.com/w5He5u7 Minor machine guns no scanners) (OOC This is in Garfunclian Space)


Rax Weaved in and out through a huge asteroid field. His radio was blaring in rat speak,

"Citizen, halt your ship. This is the Peacekeepers, do not resist." Over and over agin even though it was off. Damn Peacekeeper override. Rax ducked under a huge asteroid and shut of his engines and life support, he had air for a few hours so he was fine. 16 Pursuers flew past him and Rax waited till they were very far past then activated and whizzed in the wrong direction. 2 missiles flew past him as he accelerated. Damn, he thought, the fucking scanners had just caught him, the damn scanners were getting better. He spun rapidly and dove down dodging a huge asteroid. He plugged in two commands into the main screen and suddenly the ships engines cut off and the concealed engines on the port side fired flinging him on a hard starboard. The pursuers followed but he had gained some time. Or so he thought. Turns out they just blew up the asteroid he dodged, sailing clean through. Now they were alongside him AND behind him. Rax broke free of the asteroid field and was about o warp when he noticed the Pursuer ships had stopped. He did a visual scan and slammed the throttle down. He could not believe his eyes.

[Quazin the Great]

Hey Meril Torstens voice spoke over the broadcasters Come and drift, you need to check this out. Alright Meril replied, mentally shutting off his Quantumnet access. He had been reading up on the Gral, a species that had gone extinct a couple thousand years ago. But of course, that could wait. He closed his eyes and entered Mindspace (this is really fucking complicated so im not going to explain it) and attuned to the Ships frequency which only took a few moments. He took another moment to probe the ships diagnostics, taking a good mental muscle stretch before allowing the start of the drift. A tumult of visions flooded his mind and he took a mental intake a breath Such a weird feeling he thought Ill never get used to it. Look Torsten said, mentally gesturing to what he was referring to. Hmmmm Its a probe. It has scanned 3 times. They watched as it scanned 3 more. cloaks are holding, good. Its scanning the planet ,LOL. The Estimated Civ level is one. scanners are Basic. Design is Considerably non asthetic Aaw. Initiating Greeting Protocol. They moved the ship closer to the probe and decloaked, then began broadcasting the greeting's code. The code lasted for a good 20 minutes, sending spikes of detection to all of the probes scanners in a easily dicsernable code. The code read "greetings we come in peace."

[Ben M]

Arnold nearly kicked down the door of the URSA Director Baley. SIR He waggled L73 HAS DETECTED INTELLIGENT LIFE

Baley kept up from his small desk and Arnold moved the probe controls into his screen. Suddenly all the radio channels spiked. Arnold ran to the door forgetting he couldn't shout. Baley was right behind him however and shouted out "LINGUISTICS EXPERT STAT!!!!"

A few minutes later a linguistics expert ran in breathless. She checked the sensors and went to work, he fingers flying over her wristband. In 39 seconds she looked up "greetings, we come in peace."

"Can you match the language?" Asked Baley.

"I'll try my best sir". She typed out a simple message which she thought suitable. And sent it through the radio transmitters

(Ooc there are supposed to be typos)

Hello. We is the United Races. We greet youse in peace! We we though we were alone, so it is rimkabl to see alene life!

[Quazin the Great]

it seems They use Radio communication. Interesting.

"Believe us, you are far from alone. We are the Jin of the Vlastian Legion, and the Legion would very much like to meet The united races. Would you like to propose a meeting location where we can communicate in person? Or would you like to continue use of your probe?"

That may have been to complicated. They'll decode it eventually. Continue Communicating. I will inform the Legion. The second Meril thought of himself as an individual the connection began to fray and he disconnected from the drift, returning into his own body. Ill never get used to that feeling either, he thought, before opening up a Quantumnet terminal.

[Pavlostani]

Warp Probe 0771
United Race Territorial Space

Warp Probe 0771 was a long range drone designed for stellar cartography in distant regions of the galaxy. It sailed through space while sending out subspace pulses, scanning for any abnormal activity.

0771 sent out a pulse, which halted abruptly, and returned quicker than anticipated. 0771 compensated for astronomical phenomena and sent out a second pulse, attempting to discern the source of the mysterious signal. Again, the subspace signal returned. 0771 automatically dropped out of warp and began scans in the area. It compiled data and sent a subspace beam back towards Pavlostani III, before continuing warp towards the depths of space.

Pavlostani III

Alpha Prime raised his holographic eyebrow.

"Hey general, you might want to check this out." He called towards General Androv. Androv walked over.

"Warp Probe 0771. That's the one that found out that the Bonai star went supernova, correct?" He asked. Alpha nodded.

"It just sent us data on unidentified ships traversing space in the Hobii Sector. There isn't too much information, but they don't seem too impressive from this intel. You got any ideas?" The AI asked. Androv stroked his beard.

"Alpha, open a channel to Emperor Pavel." He ordered. Alpha nodded, and his image transformed into the hideous visage of the Emperor. The man was clad in a black cloak and had piercing red eyes.

"Yuri Androv. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Pavel asked the General. Androv swallowed.

"We have just received active intelligence on unknown shipping in the Hobii Sector. Do we have approval for a first contact?" He requested.
"Send the 7th Fleet to greet these aliens. I want them to see the grandeur of the Pavlostani." Pavel's image flickered, and returned to that of Alpha. Androv nodded.

"Get my ship. Let's meet these new aliens." He said.

[Garfunclia]

Meanwhile in Neo-Garfuncle City, Mars…

Elcnufrag awakes in his room. He looks around. He doesn't recognize a single thing in this place. Suddenly, he remembers. The day before he was elected the Chairman of the People's Council. A position that he will hold for his first four-year term. He was not in his home but in the executive's mansion, located in the heart of the Agiat Forest. No wonder the bed was so unusually comfortable. He slowly picks himself up from the sheets and stretches.

He says aloud; "Iris, may I have a glass of lemon iced tea and a maybe a bite for breakfast?”

An automated voice comes from the room's intercom. "Of course sir." Elcnufrag's breakfast materializes on the receptacle on his nightstand. The voice continues. "Would you like me to open the windows as well sir?"

Elcnufrag responds, "Of course, thank you, I had almost forgotten that."

The shades move away from the windows to reveal tall pine trees all around the home. A clear lake lies just beyond the back door, right on the rim of the clearing. Elcnufrag takes in the scene. He's only ever seen this place in his dreams. After a length of time that feels like only moments to Elcnufrag, the Iris™ Personal Assistant speaks up.

"Sir, I don't mean to be rude but you do have an council meeting in about a half hour.”

Elcnufrag breaks out of the spell nature put on him. He thanks Iris quickly, and heads to shower.

After a fast cleaning, Elcnufrag says; "Iris, would you dress me in my dark blue suit and red tie please?" A panel opens up from the roof, and robotic arms dress Elcnufrag in said clothes. He grabs his drink and swiftly heads down the stairs. He walks to the door; Iris™ puts on his dress shoes and gives him his briefcase. The door opens and he heads down the front stairs. He walks down to the airfield and is immediately approached by his guards. They salute him as he walks by. He walks into the executive's plane, with the guards flanking behind him. He is instantly shocked. The elegance of the plane more than makes up for its size. It is far more luxurious than any commercial plane he's ever been on, with a fountain in the center, a kitchen with all of his favorite foods, and the best quality radio and five dimensional television system in the world. He walks down the red carpet and goes to the luxurious leather couch.

An Iris™ system speaks up. "Welcome Mr. Chairman. Would you like any refreshments while we prepare for takeoff?”
Elcnufrag responds; “No thank you. Do you know which transportation method we will be using for this flight?

The system responds; “We will be using teleportation as we do not have enough time for conventional supersonic travel.”

Elcnufrag continues the conversation. “Do you know when we will be leaving?”

Iris™ swiftly responds; “We will warp to the Council’s Office in precisely two minutes. The Military Guard planes are preparing the ceremonial entrance. They wish to make it look like our nation’s leading executive isn’t running late so we will attempt to make it look like we’re using conventional air travel instead of more long distance methods.”

Elcnufrag feels slightly embarrassed. It’s his first day on the job and he’s almost late. Even the Iris™ is scolding him for it. He stares out the window at the lake when suddenly a flash of light fills his vision. When it goes away, he recognizes that he is just outside Neo-Garfuncle City. The Military Planes follow closely behind, also having warped with him. They fly to the landing pad on the roof of the Council Building, and the planes slowly descend.

Encnufrag steps down the ramp of the plane, with guards traditionally standing by his side. It isn’t completely necessary for guards to begin with considering the almost negligible crime rate, but tradition must be followed. He walks to the elevator, and puts his finger on the scanner. An Iris™ system welcomes him, and asks which floor it should take him to. He says “Bring me to the Council floor. As fast as possible please.” Another flash of light fills the chairman’s vision, and he suddenly is there. He walks out of the door, and immediately finds himself in front of the members of the People’s Council (Garfunclia’s main governing body). He mentally checks the time. Nine O’clock AM. Fifty-nine minutes into the hour, with only fifteen seconds to spare. He made it just on time. He looks up from the podium and speaks to the newly elected council. They all appear slightly nervous meeting the chairman for the first time.

Elcnufrag speaks. “Welcome everyone. I know this is a new experience for everyone, but please, feel free to speak your mind. Tell me, what is it that our citizens have asked to be addressed today?”

The council drones on like usual. The new members, while nervous at first, bring up very good points and conversations of what must be done to progress society. About two hours into the council, a man wearing a dark suit and sunglasses walks into the room. He looks at Elcnufrag, and speaks telepathically with him.

He says “We have received a report from the Outer Planetary Defense Satellites. The report states that several unidentified spacecraft have entered Garfunclian space. The Garfunclian Solar Defense needs you there immediately.”

Elcnufrag addresses the council. He says; “Please excuse me, there is something urgent I must tend too.”

The man in the suit hands him a device with a button on it. Elcnufrag presses it, and the familiar flash of light temporary blinds him. Seconds later, he is standing in the executive ship of the Outer Planetary Defense Satellites. He can see from the windows that sixteen ships are stopped in front of the massive defense fleet. Radar shows that another smaller ship is positioned behind the larger, militaristic ships. The Gamma Cannons are charged fully, and are pointing directly at the unknown ships. All Garfunclian’s on the ship stand in awe. They are not alone. Radar also reveals that the ships carry outdated weapons, such as primitive missile launchers and slightly more advanced atomic disassemblers type weapons. They seem to be similar to the ones Garfunclia used to produce, only slightly less advanced than some of the older models. It is apparent that both parties are equally shocked to find alien technology. Elcnufrag manages to communicate with the Iris™ system on the ship. He tells it to project his voice out to the ships as he speaks.

The chairman says; “We have your ships surrounded. We are not hostile, I repeat, we are not hostile. We are only taking standard defensive measures. I’m sure both of us are equally shocked to find alien life. I am unsure if you can understand our language. We wish to make contact with you. Once again, I repeat, we are not hostile. If you wish to speak with us, please, land your ships in the boarding docks on the right of the satellite, and wait for further instruction. If not, you may peacefully leave. Thank you”

[Ben M]

IN URSA HEADQUARTERS..

We send the message to them "Meet us here, ~~~ Our probe is shutting down except for our radio transmitters for your privacy. We are bringing one ship with 50 people on it. It will take us ten hours or 60*60 rotations of Cesuim to arrive."

[Drakmah]

SS. Minnow Johnson

Illcitor stood motionless as his ship warped through space, He was the captain of a ship called the SS. Minnow Johnson, it was a cruiser equipped with advanced shuttle technology that improved its offensive capabilities. Once they reached their destination the human mining colony came into view. He directed the cruiser to a distance in which the shuttles could reach the mining colony.

"What is our plan of attack?" asked Drekta, the head shock trooper

"The plan is to use this new equipment as efficiently as possible and to take all humans alive for processing. None are to be harmed as the carbon based lifeforms stay more fresh if they are alive." replied Illcitor

"Understood"

The shock trooper loaded up onto the shuttles, they were equipped with new armor and weapons, along with new shuttles and shuttle weapons. Drekta relayed the information to the combat engineers that were accompanying them to operate some of the new equipment.

Garfunclian Mining colony

The shuttles flew in during what they presumed was the cover of the time these humans call sleep, but they could not be sure, but the lack of lights on the base was reassuring. They landed with out trouble and the combat engineers began to unattach the shuttle mounted turrets while some of the shock troopers went off to secure tactical positions.

All of the new guns and turrets to stun, this would fire pulses of electricity to incapacitate the humans that they needed alive. [OOC: works like a FT taser]

Turrets unattached, the engineers split up to where the shock troopers had set up.

[Garfunclia]

Outer Solar System

Elcnufrag sees no response from the ships. The satellite radar can show movement from inside the ship. They appear to have a strange yet not very alien shape. It seems almost as if they're like the rodents commonly found on Mars. Interesting. Elcnufrag speaks. "Iris, project what I just said in writing into the direction of the ships." Encnufrag thinks. They must be able to communicate with these people. He needs to appear less hostile. He says, "Also Iris, disengage the cannons. These people don't appear to be a threat.

Garfunclian Mining Colony

It's been three days since the ship arrived on this asteroid. It was a relatively small ship, with only about one hundred and fifty people on board. It will do though. The goal of this mission was simple. The miners simply need to extract the iron. This particular asteroid is located in the Oort belt, about one light year or about 6 warp minutes away. It's been long known that asteroid iron tends to be stronger than what we find on the planets. Considering how far this place is from the sun, there's barely any light when the lights are shut off for sleep. Fortunately for Dioretsa, the rest of the guards and the miners can seen relatively clearly thanks to the infrared light they all give off. He stands on guard, dressed in Garfunclian Energy Armor and carrying a fully automatic gamma-gun on his back. He's about halfway into the sleeping time when he hears a scream come from one of the sleepers. He and the other guards draw their weapons and run for the building. As they get closer, they can hear more and more yelling from the miners. The guards get to the building, all thinking that a miner may have come down with Prion Z and needs to be eradicated. If this is the case, than anyone who didn't have an air mask on would need to be flown back to Mars and be put into an intensive care unit, and that's for even a remote chance of survival. Fortunately, with the immune system improvements, Prion Z can be fought off by the body. The guards enter the building, and see people in space suits firing their weapons at the terrified miners. Typical behavior for someone infected with Prion Z. The guards try to pull the attackers off from their victims, but they won't move. They attackers are surprisingly strong. That's when one of the attackers turns around to face Dioretsa. He and the other guards are shocked by what they see. The figures in the space suits are not human at all. They are bare, human skeletons, somehow able to move and operate weapons. The guards open fire, but their weapons seem to have no effect. Dioretsa watches in horror as some of his fellow guards are also stunned and paralyzed by the monsters. Seeing that they are overrun, Dioretsa runs from the building. As soon as he is out, he can hear similar screams and the pangs of gamma-fire from every building. He looks around the asteroid, and can see a strange ship with more of the skeletons pouring out of it. The terrified guard stares in terror as they tauntingly brandish their weapons at him. Dioretsa runs to the escape pod, with the the skeletal creatures chasing after him. They are surprisingly fast. He barely makes it to the rocket, with his chasers right at his heels. He climbs up into the cockpit. The monsters fire at the ship, but the guard is protected by it's shields. Dioretsa presses the launch button, and watches as the creatures are angrily continue to fire. He takes a sigh of relief. He can't believe he made it. But he knows he's the only survivor. He must report this to the government. Humanity may have a new crisis on it's hands.

[Ben M]

Lt. Balmers of the peacekeeping force listened helplessly to a communication pattern in an alien Language reached his ship. He did not know what to do. He just say there as these weapons punted at him.

"Shields up" he squeeked. Suddenly a transmission reached the ship. It was in english!!!! The lt. Did not think about it he just breathed a sigh of relief, he was safe. The weapons pointed away. He sent a radio message that decided into English saying,

"Greetings from the united races! I am sorry forthw intrusion on your space, but arc was a criminal we needed to catch. I am not an authorized representative but will teleport aboard your ship and speak to you while we wait for one. You need to drop your shields however in order for me to do so." He then messaged commander fredisckson informin. Her of the Situation.

In peacekeeper headquarters
Fredrickson glanced at her wristband, the time was 08:00, she sighed and continued filing dull paperwork. Suddenly her wristband blared. Code blue! She checked the report and quickly dialed Bergen who was amidst a Christies of his own it appears.

"Cod blue sir"

I have my own problems do as you see fit. Send a hostage broker or something, they are diplomatic

The call was terminated. Fredisckson sighed and spoke I to an intercom

"Red, hop in a piloted pursuer and warp at maximum speeds to chords ~ ~ ~. Your needed to communicate with an alien race." Fredricksin sighed and went back to work.

Red sprinted down the halls slamming into people and shoving past hopping into a pursuer with female rat pilot in it,

YOU HEARD FREDISCKSON STEP ON IT he had PCIKED a good ship he thought as he blasted off, he should arrive in about 7 hours.

[Garfunclia]

Elcnufrag thinks for a moment. While it would be dangerous to lower the shields, not doing so could risk a war with a species humanity knows nothing about. Elcnufrag eventually says; "Iris, lower the shields and display in writing instructions of where specifically to land. Tell them that this is not a hostage situation and that we do not wish to cause any issues."

[Ben M]

Lt. Balmers stepped onto the beaming platform. Two officers on other ships did the same. Balmers wiped off his red uniform, and said, "Beam us in and wish us luck." He felt the normal tingly feeling and slowly the ship faded from view and a huge room appeared to him. He blinked, it was a garage, full of ships and aliens. 4 aliens to be exact. Lt. Balmers was surprised, they looked very similar, except for the heads, the aliens had weird ass heads. Like WEIRD. He bowed low with his officers and typed into his wristband which displayed the words mid air. Hello, I am Lt. Balmers of the Peacekeeprs, representing the united nations. An official Representative will arrive in approximately 7 hours.

[Garfunclia]

Elcnufrag says aloud; "Iris, link to my brain and project what I think aloud into writing." The machine telepathically links to his brains and says; "It is done sir." Elcnufrag starts thinking aloud to Lt Balmers. "Welcome Lt. Balmers. I am chief executive of Garfunclia and the human race. We are currently located slightly outside the gravitational pull of the planet Neptune in the solar system under the name of Sol. I'm sorry if this seems rude, but your species looks remarkably familiar to a species native to the planet Earth in this solar system, yet display an intelligence level far superior than the animals present here. I had always assumed that an alien species would look far different than anything here."

[Ben M]

Balmers is taken aback. He bows like and types out. "Oh esteemed executive I am humbled to be in your presence. I myself am curious, as it seems we share traits as well. But I am not a scientist. Might I say your excellency that I am mighty surprised you write in English?"

[Garfunclia]

"No need to now or call me your excellency, I am no king, just call me Elcnufrag or whatever you wish. I too am interested that you can read English. The country of Garfunclia has been speaking and writing a form of English for almost two thousand years now, and about nine hundred years ago it became the most commonly spoken language of the human race. I find it highly intriguing how you can understand such a recent dialect of it." Elcnufrag stops thinking aloud for a moment. How could an alien species possibly look so similar to a species on Earth and Mars, and be able to understand the same language. The chances of this are almost impossible. Yet then again, intelligent life somewhere else was also thought as impossible. Elcnufrag remains speculative though. He thinks aloud again. "Would you mind me asking if your people have an origin story?"

[Ben M]

"There are a few. Many believe that the great mole Reggie created us and sen us from the heavens to our planet. Reggie came as our leader and he taught us all we know with his friends Benjamin, Noah, and Edgar. But then Benjamin and Reggie tried to unlock te secrets of the universe and a huge explosion followed and both were destroyed. Does your race have a creation myth? And can we read it somewhere else? The smell of spaceships is getting to my head." Balmers shook his hand as the words popped up, he had a writers cramp.

[Garfunclia]

"Of course. We'll go to the main observation room. Just follow me please." Elcnufrag and his guards walk to the observatory, with the alien race behind him. Noticing the discomfort of Lt Balmers, he thinks aloud; "I've noticed writing is causing you some discomfort. We have a technology which has the ability to telepathically communicate with the brain. It will allow to think what you wish to write and it will protect the writing as it's doing for me. If you would like we can have it connect to your mind." I understand if you do not wish for this. It is a safe system."

[Ben M]

Lt. Balmers shook his head he typed. I can't, Unfortunately in unauthorized for this situation so I dare not risk anything. To be honey I might get fired just for being here. And I don't speak English so your computer could not understand me.

They walked into the observation deck and he sucked in his breathe. The viewing glass in the pursuer were small at best and the stars were extremely different. He saw one large star and assumed that was the sol get talked about. His officers were having similar reactions. Balmers need typed

Your solar system is beautiful!

[Garfunclia]

Elcnufrag smiles at this remark. He thinks aloud. "Indeed it is. The large blue planet we are near is called Neptune. We have colonies on several of it's moons. You may even be able to see some of them from here. Another of Neptune's moons under the name of Titan is home to a permanent dwelling. All of the colored stars are the other planets of this solar system. The smallest, grey colored one is Mercury. We have converted the planet into a massive solar power plant. The three blue ones are all the main planets which humans live on. The first is called Venus. At one point in history this planet was completely inhospitable. The atmosphere was toxic and far too dense, there was no water. Eventually we were able to terraform the planet as we have with Titan. The middle blue planet is called Earth. It was where life began in the solar system, but due to a major crisis about a thousand years ago it is unsafe for us to return. The third planet is called Mars. It also used to be completely inhospitable, yet not anywhere near to the extent of Venus. At one point it used to be like Earth, but something caused it to change. The largest, light orange planet is Jupiter. We have also colonized and established permanent settlements on it's moons. The other orange one with the ring around it is Saturn. We've also colonized it's moons. The green and closest planet is called Uranus. It's moons have also been colonized. What is your solar system like?"

[Ben M]

Well we have 16 planets in our system. Planet 9 was the landing of Reggie and the original 24. There is a huge city there. Planets 1-4 are small, barren, and extremely hot. Planet 5 was colonized and so was 6-7-8-10-11-12-15. Hundreds of moons as well have fostered colonies and mining operations. Planet 13 has an odd orbit pattern and rotation rendering it uninhabitable. 16 and 14 are made of gas but their moons are some of the most profitable mines ever recorded. We have some extra-solar mining colonies but thats about it. I love my system and fly everyday to protect the liberty and freedom of its residents. I'm sure you understand. Thats all I think I can officially say."

[Garfunclia]

"Liberty and freedom is definitely something I understand. Throughout history my country has been based on it. You all must live quite a life. An occupation which allows you to fly across the solar systems and one which brings you to so many different places. As a former scientist and a government official, I myself have only seen pictures of places beyond this solar system. Are you authorized to tell me how old your current civilization is?"

[Ben M]

My job is harder than it seems, criminals like Rax that you saw destroyed Are dangerous I risk my life everyday. I have one light years out of my system but today was the longest I've very flown. And I don't really know how old, scientists say maybe 500 or 600 years old, we have a long lifespan.

[Garfunclia]

"As do we. Humans used to have a lifespan of about one hundred twenty years maximum but advances in technology have allowed us to quintuple that number. Unfortunately that is the extent of how long we can live though. Science will not allow us to live longer. Future evolution may correct that, but I highly doubt it will. Would you all like a tour of the satellite?"

[Drakmah]

Garfunclian mining colony

Drekta surveyed the group of humans they had captured and tied up. The turrets had worked perfectly, picking off anyone who thought to run outside of the control zone, allowing for maximum capture rates. One person escaped, but he wasnt worried about that, no one would ever believe him.

The humans were bound and gagged and were loaded on to shuttles and brought to the holding rooms in the SS. Minnow Johnson.

SS. Minnow Johnson

Once all of the humans were in storage the shuttles came back for the shock troopers and Illcitor walked into the storage bay, sending a message to all of their heads.

"You are all being sent to processing, please stay calm and i will ensure you all die painlessly before processing, anyone who acts out will go through processing alive, which i highly discourage."

he walked back to the bridge and set the coordinates to Chronos Station and the ship prepped for FTL.