Korhal IVV wrote:-snip-
Southern Scutum-Centaurus Arm
South of the Charter of the Holt
HLHFS Elsa
(Holtland Heavenfleetship - Elsa)
(Returning to the Fleet)
-(Disclaimer: Speech is in Pure Kraician English)-
"Dar fir sciip vir." Stessel continued to the morse code operator, relaying his findings to Lesser Admiral Howard Wallace Jorgenson on board the galleon, HLHFS Van Ruller the Lawgiver.
Stessel was not only infuriated that a peaceful resolution could be compromised between the two factions with the Holtlandic ships, but now he was unsure which side the Charter of the Holt should side with. Both these 'Talarians' and this 'Ascendancy' were at war with each other, and the Charter of the Holt now found themselves in the crosshairs of both sides on accident. So far, Stessel's report gave Admiral Howards equally troubling decisions - though it was only because of the use of morse code that Stessel and Howard's worries were filtered and suppressed until they met in person.
"En? Du er sicher?" Howard's words relayed back in morse code, printed on the paper ticker tape.
"Ja. Dar Tariansciphr vir Murasame, Tirion, Stellas, an Corvidae."
"An dar Uberlegenheitsciphr?"
"Langtmange, Flottfuhrer. Vi nat var in staat bringe das names."
Once Stessel made that reply, and his words were relayed onto morse code as usual, silence immediately ensued moments after the operator typed down the last letter. Stessel knew Howard well enough to know that he was a commander who took the time to analyze a situation and then make his decision. But Howard's silence persisted to more than five minutes, which by then was when HLHFS Elsa was halfway home to the other escorts ships and HLHFS Van Ruller the Lawgiver.
By now, the crews of HLHFS Elsa were slowly reeling in the solar sail as the sloop grew closer and closer; however, just as Stessel was about to relieve the operator and head back to his desk, the ticker tape machine came to life again. Howard was back on the line, but what he delivered next seemed out of the ordinary:
-.-. .- .--. - .- .. -. / ... - . ... ... . .-.. --..-- / - .... . / - .- .-.. .- .-. .. .- -. ... / .- .-. . / .... .- .. .-.. .. -. --. / -.-- --- ..- / .- --. .- .. -. .-.-.- / .--. .. -.-. -.- / ..- .--. .-.-.-
Right away, the operator at his station read the message quickly before Stessel could have a chance to tell what was going on. Immediately upon reading the message, the operator relayed the translation to the captain standing next to him, "Flottmeister, de er Hovard. He angriben er for dar Tarianhr."
"Gan pa." Stessel said with a curt nod, allowing the morse code operator to signal the switchboard operators to patch back to the Talarians. And just moments later, upon patching back to an open line with the Talarians, their message came through:
..-. --- .-. --. .. ...- . / - .... . / .. -. - . .-. .-. ..- .--. - .. --- -. --..-- / -.-. .- .--. - .- .. -. / ... - . ... ... . .-.. .-.-.- / .-- . / .... --- .--. . / .-- . / -- .- -.-- / -.-. --- -. - .. -. ..- . / --- ..- .-. / -.. .. .--. .-.. --- -- .- - .. -.-. / . -. -.. . .- ...- --- ..- .-. / -. . -..- - / - .. -- . .-.-.- / - .... . / -.. .-. . .- -.. -. --- ..- --. .... - / -.- --- ..- - . - ... ..- .--- -.-- ..- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -.-. --- -. - .- -.-. - / -.-- --- ..- / ... .... --- .-. - .-.. -.-- .-.-.- / - .... . -.-- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -... . / - .... . / --- -. . ... / - --- / .. -. - . .-. -.-. . -.. . / .. -. / -... . .... .- .-.. ..-. / --- ..-. / - .... . / - . -.-. .... -. --- -.-. .-. .- -.-. -.-- .-.-.-
Letting the morse code read the ticker tape message, Stessel was relieved but cautious at the same time when the message was read to him. While the Talarians have handled the threat, which was the relief, the truly hard part about the message was the fact that the Talarians were bringing in one of their dreadnoughts. Not that Stessel had much to fear about their dreadnought, other than the size, armament, and armor disadvantages, but being to hailed by their dreadnought in a little bit was somewhat unsettling.
The largest ship among the Zillion exploration fleet, HLHFS Van Ruller the Lawgiver, was the biggest vessel to begin with on the Zillion side; however, HLHFS Van Ruller didn't have the big guns and armor unlike the frigates, Man-o-Wars (Zillion/Charter equivalent to the battleships), and Ships-of-the-Line (Zillion/Charter equivalent to the dreadnought). As a galleon, HLHFS Van Ruller the Lawgiver was meant to haul people and freight; massive troop carrier and freighter in wartime, while a massive cargo ship in peacetime and a flagship in exploration fleets. It was ten ships of the Charter against the Talarian's dreadnought and the other ships out there; however, the Zillions were not looking for war with another alien race they hardly knew about.
But that didn't meant that Stessel would remain largely suspicion to which side to pick. So to say that he was conflicted was sadly accurate and correct, indicated especially when some of the other officers heard the message and gathered back to Stessel for any other orders from him. Frankly, this was a hard decision to make for Stessel, especially since he knew that this diplomatic meeting with another alien species meant choosing a side; he was either going to make some enemies for the Charter while making friends for them on the other hand.
For now, he had to return to the fleet, hopefully to relay his findings to Lesser Admiral Howard W. Jorgenson. And if the battle concludes soon, and especially if the two combatants would stop shooting each other, a docking would be possible some way or another. Being a mechanical machine race, the Zillions did not have hyperadvanced AIs and supercomputers to run a quick analyse upon other ships, so they had to meet in person with any other alien species they encounter as peaceful explorers. So until the battle whined down, Stessel could hold off any reply until the Talarians have dealt with their nemesis...