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Finding the Path Back Unto... (FT Open)

Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Fri Aug 17, 2012 8:07 pm

((OC- This is an FT Open thread. My first in quite some time. Hopefully this will be noticed by some oldies I used to RP with, but others are welcome as well. If I don't respond to ya, shoot a torpedo across my bow, or something.

And now, without further adieu, time to start playing with some old toys. ))

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One upon a time, there was a miracle that existed. (...or idealists, interlopers, god heads. Take your pick.)

An Empire of Light existed, from the humble beginnings of souls, from a blue orb, that humanity itself hails from still. The souls that came from that planet, were led by one, with an enforced destiny. Quite enforced. The Powers chose one soul, as a replacement of a father, that abandoned the same destiny, creating a near Schism of all Space-Time, that the one enforced, was imposed to adopt, in the place of the father.

A family took to this call, and joined with this one soul, and they all were shown to a new world, that became the genesis of the miracle, spoken of above. (And all the rest of the adjectives, per say.)

And from that one act, the Powers saw that their imposed Representia, created a vast Dream, from the cosmos. The Empire of Light, grew from one technologically advanced world, unto the vast fold of the universe itself. Great stories were wrought, many kinds of steps, both magnanimous, as well as vile, all took place, as a Family evolved, as did the Representia. Over time, vast territory of the Empire of Light, became secondary, to the understanding of what is was, to become a Power in complete full. It also drew in the darkest of enemies, like darkly charged ions, to the brightest versions. Annihilation of both, on contact however, did not occur. Instead, as many times prior, the so-named 'Empire of Light', stood against its enemies, and grew stronger from the conflicts. Cost was great, and Family soon vanished, one by one, when the ascendant Light, took steps from a mere intergalactic power, to a Dimensional version.

The story turns murky from here. The early years of the Representia, turned into ageless Eons, a life still mortal my the ability to bleed, if rarely, turned into the cuts of endless time, as the Empire of Light, stood ever higher, but also, lost touch around its own miracle.

One day, that miracle 'would' have turned a Representia, inside out, of insanity of loneliness. For all the miracles, the enemies of darkness replete, the victories that made the Light shine upon countless trillions, and further unknowable trillions of souls beyond even this, those closest to the Representia, 'were' to all disappear.

Which was prevented, by the Recovery Age. It started, with the Fall of the Empire of Light, against its oldest foe. One older than the myriad of Universes, the Empire of Light, governed it's Guardianship over. One that used a weapon, that over time, that all now looking back, was a blink of a horrid eye, saw Trillions of citizen souls to... to...

Then came the Exodus. Another one. The 'number' of which, paled to the knowledge, that for all the cost, the number 'saved', was extraordinary, nonetheless. It was such, that Antara Dimension died, so that a civilization could return to the Womb, of the Alpha Dimension, that the all came from.

The story turned it's page, unto a new book. A renewed Age for an Empire of Light, that found its renewed foot hold, in a small cluster of a bare half dozen or so worlds. All just like how it all began, the last time. Another individual, took the mantle of the Lord Excellency, as a Family expected to never see their original Representia, ever again. And from there, a civilization grew 'apart', from the others incumbent, of the Milky Way Core Galaxy. A period of Isolation, not unlike many others, of the Empire of Light's own past, had replete measure of. Each, a yardstick of time, where growth and maturity, of all kinds, technological, celestial, and especially of the mere soul itself, all were of times, when a civilization kept away from all outside events, and grew strength. This in case ever the time, that a civilization was told, that Isolation was over. That it was time to rejoin the Universal Fold, and make new stories.

What they couldn't know... a bit of foreshadowing set against the Representia's own citizen souls, was that when one waits long enough, one will want of yearning, for much of the old.

And what a Representia didn't know, was a Plan was coming of fruition, of a hand of a starry eyed Lady of the Powers.

And who knew else was out there.

There was only one way to find out. The Gaian Ascendancy, would 'have' to come out, from its Isolation, once again.

Only one thing for that...


-----

-Some uncharted region of space, in the Milky Way Core Galaxy

...the flash and gravitational wake, of a Fold envelope collapse, followed by...-

": Fold Jump complete. :"

"Standard course, as before." ...a youthful, impeccably so, despite untold years upon him, spoke with nary a tone of worry, in his voice.

A figure, draped in white, robes all but pearlescent, standing in the 'control room', of one made of green grasses, ringed by white wood, upon three vast tiers. Waters of crystal blue, flowed around the chamber, as behind, the glowing vein of a Hikari Tree, one many feet high and thick, cast a blue shadowed canopy, over this figure. His hair of dirty blond hair, in a long ragged mop, just swayed with him, as he looked about, at the mixed blue-purple tinge, of stellar clouds, underlying the vast viewscape of space, set beyond the engrossing viewports of transparasteel, and transparent melded Hikari force fields.

"Out there, and soon." ...is all this citizen soul responds, before he 'feels' behind him, three betrothed souls, of ageless beauty.

Hikari 'sight' aided, without needing to turn his head. A teal tressed ravishing beauty, the daughter of his ancient Strategic Advisor, and the Advisor Commander of the CIC Bodyguard. He felt the pink tinged eyes, look at him. A royal kimono of the Prime Advisor Throne, always her accompaniment, as the First Lady Excellency.

The same of the Raven haired lavished beauty, the eyes of soft grey, in a kimono today, of soft whites, with patterns of green 'tree' adornment, with blue flowers, upon an otherwise all but Earthly version, of the same. This if not, for the constant celestial tinge, that bejeweled the cloth, of the Holy Spiritual Throne, as the place of the Second Lady Excellency.

That celestial tinge, more per say, an aura hard not to ignore, adorned also, the Third Lady Excellency, even as this one, a crown of long silver hair (quite silver at that,) wears a more business type attire, set like some cross of a Japanese high school student, and a magic user, which for even this one soul, isn't far from the truth, these days. Eyes of silver, adorned with the tresses, as this one, of the Educational Advisory Throne, also looks with a strange, hungry pride.

Tsunami. Arashi. Jennifer. They all stood there, looking at the Representia, as his current title, as the husband of three, (long freakin story,) just remarks. "You think I'll need to invoke a Trial, to reclaim my throne?"

"At least, it'll be quite the show." ...this the male looks back formally, at... "It might create the wrong impression, Tsunami."

Arashi just quips back, in turn... "Then what impression, are you looking for, my 'Lord Excellency'." ...she puts in a teasing tone, one that makes in light retort... "A proper new beginning. Not one of a mistake made."

"Well then." ...Jennifer remarks, adding... "...it's time to set the course for all truth again, wouldn't you say, dear Aleaic?"

Aleaic (remember this blowhard?) just smiles and nods. "Yes. Yes I think it's finally time again. All the better, as a surprise."

"Hope it's better, than the last one you tried to pull on us." ...this Aleaic blushes. "Lets..." ...and zips his eyes back around, to front! "...not go there!"

Arashi just giggles, in tune with her Sisters. "It must be time to return. It's been ages since you blushed like that, to a joke of impropriety."

Aleaic just looks cutely thoughtful. "Hmm... when was the last time that I...?" ...the thoughts of 'millions of years', zipping across his mind, there and then. He ignores it, and mentally commands of his Hikari Seed-Tree Aeo. "Let's just get ready for the next Fold Jump. Not all at once, just enough to skip rocks upon the pond, as we go."

Tsunami just smiles at this, as Aleaic feels his backside, warmed suddenly, by three citizen souls. "That sounds nice."

Aleaic just gulps, through his blush. "It... it has been ages, of this feeling. Gosh."

His eyes then look out, as his Treeship Hikari cruiser Sentai, continues on. A ship no larger than a hybrid destroyer-corvette, the ship, shaped like a six spoke flowering petal, of carved white Hikari diamond copse, a circular Dimensional Habitation Unit, set in the rear of center, of the warship, gleaned more of its own internal Holia light, of the Hikari Link energon, making it its own Star, as it drifted in this dark enmasse of space.

It's final destination, was one the rest of the Universe, had likely forgotten.

The question was, what was the condition, of the Representia's own former realm. Was it secret? Was it safe?
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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Fri Aug 17, 2012 10:01 pm

-White Diamond Star System-

A system of now nine worlds, all fully terraformed, along with all System Lunars, was of another day, keeping to itself. The same of the civilization, that resided here, hidden behind the vast 'Wall', of the Subspace Nebulae Barrier.

Star traffics, both starship and warship, as well as mundane hover traffic, that snaked along rigidly set star-traffic tube corridors, saw one such 'tube', make its way to a capital city of a still recovering Empire of Light. Almost a perfect clone of the previous 'version' of the ancient Gaian Capital World, this version held a mundane peace, that existed, for all citizen souls, behind the technological 'curtain', that had so far, severed a civilization, from the rest of the universe.

Within the Holy Hikari Palace Tree, another cloaked soul, that held the current title of 'Lord Excellency', just looks out across, on a semi-gray, overcast day. This version, a white in white haired soul, that held a more knightly demeanor, than that of a kingly one, just looked out, across of an expanse, of a civilization, that was back on its formal feet.

"Going to be another fine day." Imladris says, as he takes in the one moment of peace, that he has. That is until... "ENGUARDE!!!"

Imlade blinks, as he shoots his head over at... "Lind! I was enjoying..."

"What was that?" ...a blue steel haired Valkyrium Commander snipped back, her only attire, the usual Combat Jumpsuit of the Valkyrium Order, and her Battle Axe. The latter, a strange sight, for a being that could have access, to weapons that 'could' annihilate stars, and atoms in a body, equally as effectively. However the Steel looking Axe, was as much as the owner, far more than it appeared.

As did the words that Imladris heard, and bemoaned. "But I haven't even had breakfast yet. I... ACK!!"

Good thing the overlook, Imladris was on, was higher than most skyscrapers are, on ancient Motherworld Terra. It made the crash below, that much more painful.

Good thing also, for personal grade Dimensional Shielding.

-----

-One Council chamber later, half an hour or so later...-

"And I hear the lovebirds once more." ...this the CIC Council Seat, Lady Misaki Masaki just beams out, as Lord Tenchi just sighs, and Lady Yurika just giggles. This as sight then follows, of two more entering the vast, pearlescent Council chamber, as the literal round table is rounded, as Imladris snaps... "...and those Avian clutches didn't appreciate our 'arrival' either, my lady." ...this Lind just snips back. "Again, learn to fly like an Angel God, at least."

Imlade just rolls his eyes again, before he looks and sees the three Councilors in the chamber, nod to him. Imladris just nods back, in embarrassment, this Lind notes, and sees the usual discomfort, upon the face of the Excellency. Imladris then notes. "Where's everyone else?"

Yurika just remarks back. "The usual checkups of our current assets, of our former empire. They'll all be back, quite soon My Lord."

Imladris halts a step, before Lind just 'bumps' into his back. She even adds, despite it being a deliberate act. "Will you watch it already!"

Immy just riles, Lind beams another 'victory mark', on her facade, and the other three just enjoy the cute banter.

Misaki almost says it again, but she refrains. "(It has been so long. I can't help but see the banter of my own kin, in their own.)"

"Lady Misaki?" ...Tenchi remarks over. Misaki blinks, and then holds her head in a blush. "Sorry, Just thinking."

Tenchi and Yurika don't respond further. They've been through this discussion, more and more as of late, in the years since the Civil War. Peace and boredom, had a habit of making one think of things, long since gone.

Meanwhile, Imladris manages to walk over, not tripping over his own robes again, to his head of state, council seat. Lind stops off to his right, as Imladris taps at the holo-console display, blue's, whites, and greens, other colors, and other holodisplays that pop up on whim, and command, as Imladris makes a quick perusal of security status, and only seeing mundane reports of boredom's own persnickety acts. (I.e. only minor crimes of traffic nature. Not even any good reports of stellar activity problems, these days.)

Imladris just sighs, and remarks. "Is it me, or is..." ...this Lind quips on in. "...too quiet." ...which makes Immy throw a fit! "STOP... er... okay, so it is." ...this Imlade just sighs, ignoring the three vectored chuckles, from afar, before he then jokes on back... "I guess you'll need another job here soon then." ...to Lind.

What he hears back, as Lind just shrugs, and then heads off back on out, towards the Palace Commander Center, situated outside the Council Chambers. "Still waiting for a 'wife' title, to go with that."

Imlade just is left, mouth agape.

Yurika doesn't help, calling over... "I got the next Nergal fashion annual wedding catalogue, to look at later Lind!"

"HEY!" ...ala you know.

-----

Another, situated deep in her usual Labs, of the Palace Tree, (if they were 'on' the planet White Diamond at all, at that,) was currently working on who knows what invention. Another of countless trillions of experiments and projects, that a mad Genius, older than the current Alpha Universe and Dimension version was, kept her mind busy upon.

And such she was rarely disturbed, as a red, spiky haired citizen soul, the Council Science Advisor, worked with all abandon.

"Now..." ...as she typed on a holo-console, that nearly had as much processor speed, as her own enhanced brain. (No joke. Upgrades over the years, nearly had to have a Council edict, to prevent an AI as powerful as Washu's own mind, from taking over everything. Even with Synthetic and Droid citizen rights protocols, this was still a dire worry.) "...how do I upgrade the gene pool base, for the Steel Angel series, to better resist the elements. The Angel Gods are being resistant, these days to such tinkering." ...before she types some more.

That was until a sudden warble tone, and flash of red crab monikered 'warning' indicators, cut Washu off. "A warning? What...?" ...as her screens then pop up new information. Such that Washu is caught off guard for once.

"I know that jump signature anywhere." ...and started retasking defense grid sensors, to this new 'interloper'.

-----

": ~ Jump drive, at fifty-two percent nominal. ~ :"

"Very good." Aleaic remarks, before he hears, in a whisper in his right ear. "You like being melodramatic, about this."

Aleaic then bemoans at his three wives, all acting like a 'cape', upon his back. "Do you three mind?"

"No." ...all three simply quip, before in turn, Aleaic then has to STRAIN, to prevent being dragged down, by three rather forceful wills! "Not now!! Not now ladies! QUIT IT!!" ...this as the Aeo makes for its next Fold jump.
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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Sat Aug 18, 2012 12:19 am

Another Treeship was floating out amongst the cosmos, (or just outside of the Nebulae Protection Grid,) as the Kanto floated amongst the wisps of nebulae gas and dust. Aboard, two Councilors, the Bloodhouse Advisor and progenitor of the Morisato bloodline, and the Cultural Advisor that shared her life with his. They were within the Dimensional Habitation Unit (the circle disc thingy, attached to the Treeship,) enjoying a picnic, of all things. Within the Treeship, only about eight hundred and fifty meters across, at length, the Habitation zone, was like being within an entire Garden of Eden, many kilometers across, in all directions. It fit the owner of the Garden, as Belldandy called it, as they, Belldandy and Keiichi Morisato, sat for a good lunch.

"More tea dear?"

Keiichi nods, and sees a simple, wooden tea cup, filled with green tea. Belldandy then does the same for her own cup, and then reaches over to a laden picnic basket. One that looked like it was meant for thirty peeps. "Some cake as well?"

Keiichi looked at the honey blond haired lass of ages, of his hand in marriage, and quipped. "You bring both kinds?" ...which Belldandy responds, by offering a plate of... "Vanilla then first, as I know you so well dear." ...this Keiichi chuckles, and takes. The Advisor lass, dressed in nothing more than a blue and white summer dress, looking of anything other than a nigh goddess of her own right, as far as Hikari Power goes, looks at her short, spiky black haired gent, of as long as she had ever known him. She just stares, smiling, as Keiichi ate as his plate, and enjoyed the tea. Keiichi is like this, until he notes over at sight of... "What?"

"Staring at you dear. Same as always."

"No grub for you?"

Belldandy remarks to that with... "If you insist." ...and plucks out an unusual flair. "Chocolate Chip for me then."

Keiichi blinks. "Why that flavor?"

Belldandy blinks, as some soft wind plays across them both. Both a part of the atmospherics of the Habitation Zone, set within subspace, as well as a moment of realization... "I... felt like this flavor was... good... today. Did I err?"

Keiichi makes a gulp... "No... just... wait... isn't that the flavor that..."

Belldandy blinks, and then sighs. "...that Aleaic liked. Gosh, I didn't realize."

Keiichi just nods. "I miss him too. At least our son is doing well, in Al's place."

That made a strange sight, of Belldandy's face, both brighten up, and look glum, at the same time. Keiichi kinda had the same reflection, as far as his facade went.

And on a strange tryst of that moment...

-----

"I said STOP!! STOPSTOPSTOP!!!" ...Al yelps out, hardly sounding dignified, as he's in a heck of a tussle, of a tug of war kind! This as his legs are draped in lady-goddesses! Arashi just moans out... "But we're lonely!"

"You were lonely two hours ago! And last night! And..."

All three Lady Excellencies just moaned out, as one. "We're lonely we said!"

Aleaic just WAGGLES about, in vain (the ladies have a GRIP,) as does his arms do... "How did this turn into a WE bit here!?!?" ...before Tsunami croons... "And who made us wait Eons for you to... HEY! Watch your hand with the....!!" ...this Al realizes too late, and his right hand SMACKS across his Treeship Master Key!

---

Washu's Voice: You're wondering why I interrupted this love fest, about to turn into a comedy tragedy, only Shakespeare could love, but I thought you might want to know about Hikari Master Keys.

They are made from the crystallized sap, of Hiakri Trees, the static partners of most of our Gaian citizens. The Trees are our extra souls, citizens, power sources, and far more. A single tree is as powerful, as a ship the size of a solar system, so you can imagine the firepower and added toys, these rare ships of our fleet, can have. It's why Hikari Seeds are at the core, of all out military starships, and warship, this right on up to our infamous Ascended Super Star Destroyer classes. (Personally, I still prefer the small and compact types. Gotta love our Treeships.) This of course nevermind, the other assets, that Trees and Seeds just have taken up residence in, and around, like the weeds that they are.

Anywho, the Keys are special attuned devices, sculpted by the owners of the highest, and most powerful generations, of the Core Seeds and Trees. The one called Aeo, is essentially the Father of all other Trees, in Existence. As far as Gaian existence goes, anyway. The Keys are a special control interface, as well as in some formats, a offense, and / or, defensive artifact, that is both of personal use, and for controlling Treeships, and other assets, that the lower Seeds and Trees, are of the generation down, from the Aeo tree. The Keys also act, as emotional amplifiers, as well as 'windows' to their respective Trees. Mainly Trees of high Generation, can create the necessary Sap, as an act of trust, between bonded Partners. The attunement between Host and Tree, often feeds emotion waves between each other. As such, say, when one is over excited like our missing king boy is, right now, and then he hits the Key like he did, well... lets just say, they gonna have one hum dinger of a ride folks!

So, in essence, that's what the hub bub is all about. Ya got it?!?

Seto: Who are you talking to?

Washu: No one! Let's get drunk!


-----

"Utoh." ...Al all has time for, before the Fold Drive activates, without proper Link commands! Aleaic just shouts... "STOP! DUMP FOLD JUMP!!"

":~ Processes locked out of accepted commands. ~ :"

Four voices as one: "What does that mean?!"

": ~ Fold Jump commencing! ~ :" ...comes the voice from the Tree itself! Aleaic starts... "Wait!! I... ACK!!" ...this before Jennifer just starts throttling at Al! "Why'd you go and do that!?"

Al can't answer, as he's throttled (for some wacky reason,) by his wives suddenly! Tsui and Arashi: "Answer her!"

Aleaic: -gurgling sound-

It is all interrupted further, when the Fold Jump SPIKES, sending the Treeship, hurtling to who knows WHAT destination. If even still in the Milky Way Galaxy, or even Alpha Dimension, altogether!

That is when the safeguard kicks in, as the Treeship Core, is automatically shunted of excess energy, into the Foundation Subspace layer, causing a cut off feedback loop, through the Fold drive system. Navigation is scrambled, as the Jump didn't go off of any safe coordinates! However the jump ends up keeping within the MWCG, but who knows where from...

-----

Ifurita was walking about the corridors of a CAG staging base, on Emerald Prime, the now sixth planet, in the 'current' Gaian Capital System. She kept to herself, as she was walking from another meeting with Angel God command, on her way to a review of the BattleMech repair yards, on planet site. Her progress was lonely for a reason, a lacking as it were, that kept nagging at the Councilor of the Tactica, that was until... "Eh?"

Her ragged, long platinum tresses, shot around her black and gray Angel God jumpsuit, as she looked with her own silver-gray eyes, as if looking for someone, seriously important!

She didn't understand, until she saw a Valkyrium trooper, (all of them are female, the same of the Angel Gods and Steel Angel units. Go fig,) appear down the corridor, at the same time that a CAG Mech trooper, (male) did! Both start shouting something, that confirms what Ifurita just felt.

"By all that is..." ...and suddenly BOOKS it, via a snap mental Hikari based teleport action!

She wasn't the only one that was doing so, at that moment.

-----

As to where the Treeship Aeo ended up, a Fold jump dumps a BLAST flare of light, and a gravitational wake event that half the universe could hone in upon, as the vessel appears at the edge of the Milky Way Core Galaxy Core, itself!

That's a whole lotta light here. And who knows what else.
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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Sat Aug 18, 2012 6:11 pm

Lind had just gotten to the vast entryway of the Council Chambers, when she felt it 'hit' her, just as suddenly then too! "LOVE!" ...she shouts back, as Imladris jerks his head over at... "That felt too familiar Yurika!"

"We need confirmation." Yurika shouts, and then a second time 'above' into the Hikari holo-comm net. "Retask the defense grid sensor network!"

": Already ahead of ya there gals. :" ...Washu's holo-image then suddenly pops up, above her usual Council seat! Imladris just barks out in kind... "Then let's hear it!"

": Patience good king. :" ...Washu chides back, Imladris growling impatiently. Tenchi then asks calmly... "If that is what we 'know' we felt, then there's no mistake. Where did they end up?"

": Nice to know we don't need to bother with needless details. :" ...Washu just replies back. Misaki and Tenchi this time, just growl back. "Washu!!"

The red headed crab being format of a red head, then just responds, after some apparent holo-top work... ": Okay, got it. And... oh dear. :"

"What?!" ...comes from more than one voice, as now the platinum haired Ifurita, and another Councilor, a short spiky haired citizen soul named Akito, appears at the Council entryway, along with various aides of multiple Gaian races, looking on now. Washu's holo image just turns around, (creepily,) and announces... ": Ah... I'm... detecting a class three gravitational anomaly, near the exit location of the Fold Jump. :"

Tenchi just yelps... "A black hole?!"

-----

"Another crazy day in... urp... paradise." ...a former (technically,) king just moans out, as he's literally covered in Limbs.

"I thought Fold jumps..." ...Jennifer also moans, as she starts to extricate... "...didn't tussle us around like that."

And another moan from... "Yeah... I wonder why it 'did'." ...from a First Queen, as after Jen and Ara both manage to pull of the pile atop Al, Tsui, the last on the pile, accents her moan, with a heel bonk, to Al's melon.

"Ow! And I told you girls to stop." ...Al blushes out, quite well despite himself. Tsui then manages to a sitting position, the same as the other two Queens, before Aleaic then stands, and helps each of the ladies up, in random turn. Arashi then jokes out... sorta... "Then I guess, you'll have to be punished later."

Al's facial flush, didn't go down any.

His note of detail, changed from prior, to seeing about, the bright panorama, that is now outside, the vast viewports. Tsunami asks... "Where did you take us Beloved?"

"No... idea. Aeo!"

": ~ Systems purged due to Hikari energon overflow. Two minutes to system reboot. ~ :"

Aleaic just blinks, seriously. "I... didn't know it could be cut off at all, like that."

Jennifer then looks around. "What happened to all the redundancies?"

": ~ System reboot, one minute, forty seconds. ~ :" ...was all the response begotten. Aleaic just looks over at Master Key, floating upon a raised dais. And then at his own hand.

"Okay. This is weird, even for me."

"Another day in paradise." Tsunami just mocks out, with a sigh. It just makes Al all grumbly, and all dat.

---

Meanwhile, Treeship Aeo isn't in immediate direct danger yet. But it lies adrift. A good forty-seven degree angle of drift, at that.
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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Sat Aug 18, 2012 9:03 pm

"(~ It's been awhile. Oh well. ~)" ...a bodiless voice remarks, an eye upon the Cosmos vast. Where there was space, she was there. A consequence of knowledge and abilities, that transcended the knowable current Universe, Dimension, and current Existence, for that matter. But her eye, was on her ancient task, now taken back to a front seat, after her tryst, as playing the villain, during the Gaian Civil War.

Her task now... well, first the pain of truth, would have to be disclosed. Once again, as she'd always enforced, as the commandment of the long Transcended GrandFather. Emotionalism, like the kind that concerned all these foolish mortals, all across space, subspace, and further, didn't mean a damn to her. Not verses concerning, the final goal, that she would crush the truth, unto a Representia. This all too well wished for, or most likely not.

As such, an invisible goddess of dark celestial beauty, like the entirety of the stars, were her hair, skin, and gown, just watched with similar eyes, as the Treeship, in her sight, floated all vulnerable.

This Lady Creation, shook her transparent, trans-luminescent melon, and waited. "(~ First, the actors need to meet, on the same stage, once more. But, since I can play with the toys too... ~)" ...hence 'why' the sentient intelligence was acting up, so oddly. It was easy to lay blame therefore, on an all too mortal acting Representia.

A part of her new plan, to rectify. The days of mortality, would have to finally end. One way or another.

-----

": One minute... one... o... ne... mi... min... :"

Aleaic makes a good gulp. "Ah... Aeo? What's..."

Three wives looked at each other. And already, Tsunami could... "I sense something."

Aleaic just looks back.

-----

"We're already outside the Defense Barrier."

Imladris's tone, turned worried, a measured chide in return towards... ": Mother... you and Father, really. :"

Keiichi actually cracks back. "Don't talk to your mother that way... er... Sire."

The holoimage, displayed aboard the Treeship control bridge, of the Kanto, just showed an Excellency, that wilted back a bit. Belldandy just giggles, before she responds back. "We should not be so afraid, as to stick our noses back into the vast beyond, such we have been Isolated from, for far too long." ...this the holo-image of Imladris, wilts further, as Belldandy even adds in... "In fact, it has been far too long, enough that we do not know the proper climate, of the civilizations at large, as of late. Our Isolation, while it has been all well and good, is..."

": Becoming a detriment to our own progress. Yeah, hate to be agreeing with ye there, Mother. :"

The sound of a steely laugh, over the holo-feed, unseen, makes Keiichi chuckle in kind, at seeing Imladris's image, frazzle all heck to gone! "Sounds like your betrothed agrees with us, Son."

Immy just blanches back... "Father!" ...and Keiichi in 'kind'... "Son!"

By the time Belldandy finishes laughing, the point is well and through. Imladris just sighs, and orders. ": Fine. Seek to ensure that our proper leadership kin, are back amongst us. Even if all that the true Lord Excellency knows, is not all well in full. Bring them back, and be safe and well, while doing it. :"

Keiichi just makes a good salute back, terran British style. (The Gaians 'did' lose a war.) "Understood Sire!"

The holo display cuts off, as Belldandy orders to the Crew of the Kanto, an eclectic mix of races of the ancient Gaian landsdrad. "Prepare to Fold to approximate coordinates, of the detected Fold Jump."

"~ Yes, My Lady! ~" ...an Angelic controller snaps. From there, high powered energon whines and shunts, inform of the vessel coming alive.

Keiichi just hopes. "...that they are alright."

Belldandy just nods.

"Yeah. Hope so too." ...this 'not' the voice of Belldandy. Such that Keiichi looks, and sees the Councilor of Science Representative, the same as Washu, ala Keiichi's manic yell of... "SKULD!? What the heck are you doing here?!"

A lithe lass of raven black, long hair, just blinks at Keiichi, dressed in a CAG slimsuit, of blue-white, and electrol-thin, blue-white-green lighting, all along the seams. A blue and white jacket, accompanies, as well as an amber eyed blink-gaze, at... "What do you mean 'what' I am doing here?" ...this Belldandy adds over. "I asked her and Sentaro to join us, for lunch today." ...this Skuld raspberries back at Keiichi, this before Kei blinks, and looks over to see a second young male, almost a copy of himself, standing back from the trio some.

The short, cropped black haired male just looks back, his own similar slimsuit on, with a warbled blush. "Ah... can't say no to Skuld, you know."

Keiichi blinks, and then just shrugs, looking back forward. "Okay then."

Bell just giggles, as Skuld fumes at Keiichi, knowing such references unto her, for far, far too long now. However, another feeling, comes just as quickly, to the ancient lass of youth, genius, and emotionalism."Is it true. What I felt?"

Belldandy beams with a hopeful pride. "Yes. Not since Second Exodus, have we actually seen them. Alive or otherwise. There will be no mistake, this time."

That made Keiichi look over, at a face that rarely was ever wrong, when it counted. This Keiichi nods. "Yeah. Lets get our friends back."

A separate, blue-yellow figured alien, humanoid, if not for the 'tripod bit, with the arms and legs, announces... "Three minutes to effective Fold envelope, and Jump procedure."

-----

Aleaic blinks... "You three about to..." ...as he sees his wives, then take action, of their own part. The three all but celestial lasses, then circle around the Hikari Master Key, Tsunami inferring... "We need to see, why our Tree is not responding properly."

Aleaic blinks, semi-realizes, and then nods. "Do it." ...and steps back, hoping that nothing else interferes, while three all 'goddesses', begin concentrating their own Hikari Links, into the Key.

As this happens, a near bright as a star Hikari Treeship, starts to glow even brighter. This all even despite space around them, bright as all heck already, anyway.

It's an act, that another party, has been waiting seven centuries for.

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-A completely separate Galaxy...

...another Palace, set within a Tree. In an empire, so similar, it isn't funny.-

"Then there is no doubt." ...a very aged voice, almost like it belonged to a tone of more iron, than a mortal should have. The purple hair, attached to the head, that spoke of this, told of its somber mood. A feminine voice, of quite equal age, just remarks back, through her own ageless wisdom, a kind that one helped an Empire of Light, know all of around it, at least as much as a mortal could do so.

Of said voice... "How shall we proceed then, my King. It's also clear, whom else is amongst them."

The elder voice just remarked back, as he sat in his own ancient throne. "We may have to be the caretakers, after all here."

Of this, an eye, looked up, at a throne room, set in earthy colors, towards a central point, where a holo-display, of the Milky Way Galaxy, could be seen. sensor detail, of 'real time', was frightening to behold. For the uninitiated anyway.

This as a part of the said 'plan', was being set upon, in soon enough here.

-----

Aleaic kept his senses stretched, for interlopers 'other' than he hoped, was 'not' a cause, of what he sensed, his wives were fully sensing for. Meanwhile, the said Ladies Excellencies, were making their concentration, come to fruition. As such... "~ I think we are not alone. ~" ...an ethereal tone of Arashi, points out suddenly. Aleaic stops concentrating on all else, except what he hears, as Jennifer just exasperates out... "~ She won't leave us alone. ~"

As soon as Aleaic heard this, his growl turned rather dark.

And then Tsunami snaps... "~ Face us in person, so-called goddess! ~"

"(~ I have a better idea. ~)"

The sudden sight, of a dark clad goddess, a gown of black, purple hued at the edges, and filled with stars, the same for her eyes and hair, upon pristine pearlescent skin, rather glowing as well, off everyone's mutual left, makes for four sets of riled glares.

"Now what do you want, Lady Creation." An iron tone from a former Excellency, demands of. And in turn...

"(~ For you to finally grow up. You do not understand, your proper role, for all Existence. I tire of waiting for you to realize your true Place! ~)"

Aleaic about went into a rant, that would have been backed up, for a lot of details, starting from the Second Exodus, and on to now, especially over the Gaian Civil War, but Creation then imparts... "(~ And so, I will be the agent of Chaos, once more. This before your family arrives, to save your scrawny butt, once again. ~)"

Aleaic acts all peeved off! "My butt is NOT scrawny!" ...which begets unintended laughs, from his wives, before Al reacts more peeved off, in adding...., "And I'm not about to let you butt in again like this!!"

A flicked, charged finger.... "(~ Too late. About a billion years so... ~)" ...this as suddenly, the Fold engines, supercharge, without further heed! Tsunami cries over at... "~ You can't do this again, Creation! ~"

A set of blinked eyes later, and Lady Creation is gone! Aleaic just decries, as the sound of a Fold envelope forming, seals their current fate. "I swear I am going to teach her a lesson here soon!" ...as per then, the Treeship Aeo Fold Jumps, to... who knows what again!

And then promptly, the Treeship Kanto arrives, off it's own Fold Jump, seconds later!

After a moment, Keiichi blinks, and asks... "Where... are they?"

Skuld just yells out. "Gravitational scanners!! QUICK!!" ...which about makes a normally calm Belldandy, jump out of her skin! (Or just into Keiichi's arms.) You can guess the near heart attacks, that the others around, about have!

-----

And then, moments later, a separate Fold Jump, dumps the Treeship, onto the border of a 'much' less safe location, to end up being!
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On the Border with New Monterrey County and Hajarra, Colonial Republic of Earth

The Antigua Light cutters of the Immigration and Border Control Authority were only about 33m in length, and the lone cutter CRPS Ledge Light was no exception. The ships themselves had been designed by their Huntarian and Colonial customers to deliver maximum death with a small package. However, the Dornies, in typical Dornie fashion, deigned to be different and ordered the vessels in a relatively peaceful setup. Hence, there wouldn't be anything overly offensive--just a Demolisher Cannon, a sensor suite and room for fifteen officers of the ICBA's Field Agents (aka Hammer Teams) to come in and search the ship.

If anything, the usual patrol was pretty boring. For the most part, it was not a hard job to do. Spot for enemy warships, keep watch for contraband and smugglers, and when the going got tough, call down either the Navy or a Deng Xiaoping Cutter to solve the recalcitrants. Heck, the only excitement came when dealing with the Hajarran counterparts in the Cooperative Union Naval Auxiliary or from the more unusual things that occured in space, like stranded travelers.

The latter of course, decided to occur at this very moment to the Ledge Light. The ship was currently towing using a jerry rigged setup a small civilian yacht, and onboard the Light was a very concerned captain and three new stranded charges, whom he was interviewing at that current moment. One of them was a grizzled old sea captain. Another were two very unusual sorts of people. One of them was a woman of indeterminate ethnicity in a whiteish dress from the Edwardian era, with a Gladstone bag and a hardshell steamer trunk. The other was a man in a suit, with a tabbed collar who looked very embarrassed.

The commander of the Ledge Light spoke first.

"Alright, folks, I just need some info for the incident report...who wants to go first?"

The old woman raised her hand.

"I will, if its alright with you."

"That's fine, ma'am. Name?"

"Cecilia Tadanobu e Gushiken-Silveria. From Long Beach, California, Earth SSR, Colonial Republic of Earth."

"Can you describe what happened?"

"As far as I understand it, Captain Svenson's shuttle here seemed to run into mechanical trouble as we were exiting from the world of Santiphap. See, Father Flanagan here, my faithful companion and advisor and visitor during my shut in days, advised me to take my daughter's advice and go traveling. I've been to many places. Rhodesia, the Khmer Empire, Transoxiana--the list is endless. So I decided to travel to somewhere exotic. New Monterrey County sounded nice.

Anywho, Father Flanagan and I traveled to Santiphap, and we ended up going on Capt. Svenson's shuttle for a short excursion to Hajarra for a visit. However, along the way, something happened, and now we are here."

The captain nodded, and asked the others, "This true?"

Svenson replied with a cussed, "Aye. Damn Raptors aren't supposed to wear out like this, especially not a Mitsubishi Hayabusa like this one. I think whoever sold me that Tylium fuel line must have been fuckin' with me. He sold me a bum one. I can't fix the leak from here, I'll need to get to port to get the damn thing fixed, especially since the leak may have compromised the engine."

Flanagan's only response was, "It's as the lady says. I suggested we go on vacation, Archbishop Thompson let's me go for a couple of weeks, and now here we are. For the record, we were stranded an entire day calling for help."

"Well, the remote reaches of space, especially around New Monterrey County, can make it hard to locate lost vessels in time. Fortunately, we make regular patrols, and you had a working radio," the ICBA captain said. "Now, here's the deal. I can get you to Aghalia City, and the Hajarrans can take care of you from there--"

"Captain Mikhailov?"

The voice over the intercom spoke, and Mikhailov replied.

"Go ahead."

"Sir, we've got something here. It's kinda important. And fucking wierd."

Mikhailov sighed and went, "Be a little more specific, Comms, I'm down here with an old lady, an old seadog and a priest."

"Very funny, sir. But....here's something even funnier. It looks like a tree."

Pausing, everyone looked at one another, and Mikhailov intercommed the bridge again.

"Say again, Comms?"

"You heard me. We got a big fuckin' tree floating in space adrift. It's not that hard to visualize."

MIkhailov paused, trying to take all of this in. It sounded like a joke, and one which was unwarranted as the Captain was busy filing an accident report. Svenson, however, grinned and said simply, "Yar. It's the Gaians, lads."

"The whatandwhat now?" asked Cecilia.

"The Gaian Ascendancy, milady. A race from the annals of legend, from before Unification and durin'. Highly technologically advanced, to the point of immortality, and godhood. They're a shinin' example of of Clarke's Third Law, I tell you. Hell, I doubt they're limited by that. I was with Wachowski's Red Banner Fleet when we met them. I worked a shield wall. Runnin' about, makin' sure the bad men didn't touch us--and considerin' they had such powers as they did you'd be damn sure I made sure those shields worked."

"Oh." Cecilia paused. One of the disadvantages of being a shut in for most of the Unification period when the Colonial Republioc of Earth was united with the Imperial Colonies of Kobol was missing out on significant events, one of them being the legendary Battle of Sol where Admiral Katarzyna Wachowski battled the Dark Ascendancy to a standstill, even crossing to Jupiter and even into another realm to do so. As Svenson explained his role in the endeavor to a curious Cecilia, noting the Gaians hadn't been seen in ages, MIkhailov rushed to the bridge.

"Hail the ship."

With that, Comms issued its usual, perfunctory signal.

"Unknown vessel, this is the Colonial Republican Patrol Ship Ledge Light. You are entering the space of the Colonial Republic of Earth. You are ordered to cease movement, identify yourself and prepare for inspection procedures."

---------------

JRCCC, San Diego, Earth SSR, CRE

"Admiral Wachowski, you're not going to believe this."

The now aged Supreme Commander Katarzyna Wachowski had been sitting in her office, managing affairs and trying to sort out the progress of the Dornalian Expeditionary Force to Coredia. Now, she was inside the Mission Control area of the JRCCC, the Dornie Pentagon, and the man working the computer showed her an image she hadn't seen since she was commander of the Red Banner Fleet, the force which became the Earth Defense Force.

A treeship. Only one faction she knew used treeships like that, and she looked at the screen intently, for a moment.

"Where is this?"

"Somewhere in New Monterrey, Ma'am."

"Have the ICBA monitor it and make contact. Inform New Monterrey Command of its presence, instruct the Cooperative Union likewise. Keep monitoring the situation, I want constant updates. Also, I want all commanders in New Monterrey and Cooperative Union to begin briefing themselves on the Gaian Ascendancy."

With a stunned look, the man simply said, "Aye, ma'am."

Wandering back to her office, she remembered the giant Gaian Axe that she had recieved and kept as a mark of authority. It had been too long since they had appeared on the galactic stage. But why? And whom was on it?
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A hefty moan sound... "This is getting old." ...as Aleaic started blinking, and seeing, past the pain of being tossed around. "Remind me to have our inertia dampeners checked."

A strange 'moan' sound, comes back, from below him. Aleaic blinks, then 'feels' something squishy in both hands. And hence he looks down, and sees he's then on top, of three wives. The whole looking too comfortable bit, and all of it of more lime, than a Key Lime Pie...

"ACK!!!" ...Aleaic proves his dexterity, by ZIPPING off atop them, off to the side! "SORRY!!!"

"Hey!" ...a teal tressed 'one' of the 'squishy'... er... anywho... "I was enjoying that."

Strangest sight, of that much blushing, with that much grumbling. This before he looks up again, and sees... "Ut oh..." ...as he rushes back over to help his wives up, each seeing where Aleaic looks. This as they see a foreign starship of some small kind, approaching them. All four have bare teethed faces, as Aleaic SNAPS out... "AEO! STATUS!!"

All Aleaic hears, is strange, warbled, high technological static, with a voice trying to mesh through it. Jennifer just seethes out... "DAMN by Divine, that Lady Creation."

"Enough of this." Aleaic states, and then heads to his Key, and from there... "This is still my ship." ...and with three, ever as amazed Lady Excellencies, watching, Aleaic just takes direct Control of his Key, and literally wrenches into the replete processes of the Treeship, to start putting them all back in order. The process of doing this, is essentially an abrupt version, of a combination of technological repair work, and celestial soul-work surgery. Life forces from the Representia, just start working at the 'mind' and 'soul' of the Treeship, no less than any other 'mechanical' being, metal or bioform, to set all functions in said 'being', right once more.

The act of doing this, is seen from the outside, as Selenta begins glowing FIERCELY, as the Treeship was essentially defenseless, and also unable to receive signals. Hence the Patrol Ship's communication, went unheard. equally problematic, or otherwise, was the 'reset' procedure, as much as it made the Treeship, and the owner glow like stars again, was the complete reset of the defensive grid. This took form of defensive screens, snapping on and off, of about fifty different shielding formats, along with weapon suites, and odd electromagnetic signals, warbling on and off, for a good few moments.

But the most dramatic effect of the system reset, was the sudden deployment of three, up side down 'Y' shaped, Angelhawk Wings. Three wings, shaped like engrossingly large angel feathers, though the sight was far more extravagant, from even this crude descriptor, expanded to about to double the length and breadth, of the Treeship!

It was a sight, that was getting attention, from across the Alpha Universe.

-----

As Skuld's command for gravitational sensors, was being appended, the entire crew going Furrbian (and a few of the Furrbians going 'ape' along with,) as Belldandy hugs into Keiichi, still in his arms, rather than dropping out from them, just wonders aloud... "I wonder how he'll react to my Son, being in his place."

Keiichi just smirks, enjoying the tactile moment bequeathed of a Skuld-esc outburst. "Well, Al's DNA is within our son. The same for the rest of the Council. I imagine Al would be rather amicable."

"Ahem." ...comes next from Skuld, as Sentaro looks on meekly. K1 and Bell blink over, as Skuld complains... "I know you both have been married for over a billion years and all, but really... STOP COP FEELING MY SISTER!!!"

Bell just blinks cutely, as Keiichi just then in turn, looks at Sentaro. "And shouldn't you do likewise here?"

Skuld just looks like a miniature sun, as far as blushes go, as Sentaro 'complies', hugging Skuld from behind. He even adds... "Sorry, your brother in law, outranks me."

Skuld just reciprocates, by using her martial skills of the Vallkyrium (Silver Wings rank ability,) on Sentaro. His yelps of pain however, are interrupted by everything then stopping cold. This not only aboard the Kanto, but also in three completely different regions of the Alpha Universe! Enough that it stops three 'related' civilizations, dead cold for a moment!

Belldandy just gasps, clutching even closer to Keiichi... "Angelhawk Wings... Core Generation."

"He's alive!" ...Keiichi whispers as well.

If only a Representia, could have known, just how many teardrops, were falling, of joy, that there were, across a landsdrad of trillions, then what what was to come, wouldn't have been so traumatic. Or special. However for that moment, Keiichi just snap orders out... "Locate and prepare for vectoring Fold Jump! Now!"

Belldandy then blushes... "Gosh dear. So dashing!" ...which Keiichi just cutely blushes out... "Thanks."

And again, the crew of Kanto go FURRBIAN-APE again!!

-----

...all the meanwhile, the light show, is still going on, from Treeship Aeo. Doesn't seem to be settling down, at the moment. :blink:
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The act of doing this, is seen from the outside, as Selenta begins glowing FIERCELY, as the Treeship was essentially defenseless, and also unable to receive signals. Hence the Patrol Ship's communication, went unheard. equally problematic, or otherwise, was the 'reset' procedure, as much as it made the Treeship, and the owner glow like stars again, was the complete reset of the defensive grid. This took form of defensive screens, snapping on and off, of about fifty different shielding formats, along with weapon suites, and odd electromagnetic signals, warbling on and off, for a good few moments.

But the most dramatic effect of the system reset, was the sudden deployment of three, up side down 'Y' shaped, Angelhawk Wings. Three wings, shaped like engrossingly large angel feathers, though the sight was far more extravagant, from even this crude descriptor, expanded to about to double the length and breadth, of the Treeship!

It was a sight, that was getting attention, from across the Alpha Universe.

If only a Representia, could have known, just how many teardrops, were falling, of joy, that there were, across a landsdrad of trillions, then what what was to come, wouldn't have been so traumatic. Or special. However for that moment, Keiichi just snap orders out... "Locate and prepare for vectoring Fold Jump! Now!"

Belldandy then blushes... "Gosh dear. So dashing!" ...which Keiichi just cutely blushes out... "Thanks."

And again, the crew of Kanto go FURRBIAN-APE again!!........

...all the meanwhile, the light show, is still going on, from Treeship Aeo. Doesn't seem to be settling down, at the moment. :blink:


"Cap'n, we got a signal from JRCCC. Seems they want us to keep monitoring our friend here and to try and make contact if possible. Also seems JRCCC has authorized New Monterey Citizens Forces and Cooperative Union Command to provide aid in case situaiton gets hot."

"Aye, that's good." Mikhailov paused, and then gave Comms a look and a wave of his hand. Comms of course, got the message--it was time to send another hail.

MIkhailov, meanwhile, didn't get that the Gaians were suffering from some sort of internal affairs induced technical difficulties. No, all he saw were the lights, the signals, and the distinct lack of a response. Then again, with no signals to speak of and no psychic ability that would pick up such disputes and shenanigans as the Gaians were undergoing, it wasn't a surprise Mikhailov wasn't quite getting the picture. Instead, he sighed and decided to initiate standard ICBA procedures.

As Comms moved to try and hail them again, of course, then something happened. The Gaian vessel began its light show...and its EM signal show, and its defensive barrier flashing show...at this point, Mikhailov ordered the ship to hold, and refused to take any chances.

"Hold!"

Picking up the Gertrude from Comms, Mikhailov dialed the nearest ICBA station.

"Station Hajarra, this is Ledge Light. We got a helluva light show here. Advise JRCCC of the footage we're about to send, and we'll keep guncam open." He then put on some sunglasses, as did his men--the monitors were becoming unusually bright, and the light show was getting fiercer and fiercer.

As they sent the feeds....

-----------

JRCCC, San Diego, Earth SSR, CRE

"Supreme Commander, we have a signal from Hajarra Station. It's the ship."

"Show it."

The Supreme Commander was treated to a spectacle of lights, a kaleidoscope of colors and brilliant wonders, as the ship warbled in and out. The officer working the console continued to speak, as Wachowski saw everything from her office console.

"Ma'am, it seems that Aghalia AFB is picking up significant EM emissions from the ship, as is Fleet Activity Hajarra. Variable waves, everything.....ICBA Hajarra Station likewise reporting a variety of energy signals, anything, everything, to go with the transformation sequence there. There's also reports of defensive systems going up. Can't confirm for sure."

"Is it harmful?" Wachowski asked.

"Not yet, but Cooperative Union Command is asking permission to begin stellar patrols, ma'am. They're freaking out."

"What do we have for assets in country besides the Cooperative Union?"

"CRS Chakri Naruebet is in dock at Hajarra, ma'am. We also have elements of the New Monterrey Citizens Forces Naval Command on exercises nearby tussling with regular Navy. Regular Navy includes several modern ships, including the CRS Abraham Simpson."

A Jeishka class battleship. A Mercury-Cain Battlestar. Fine vessels. The Citizens Forces would have slightly lower echelon vessels, older Mao Vs which would still pack a punch, in case the Battle of Sol decided to replay itself. The Cooperative Union would also be good, contributing fine pilots and men of skill which would help deal with interlopers.

"Redirect the CF and Regular Forces, and place them on stand by. Instruct Cooperative Union elements to scramble and maintain defensive readiness. Instruct ICBA to send a larger cutter. And tell that ship in country to make contact once more, if it can safely do so."

Looking at her Gaian Axe, she added, "And tell them I'll be there...."


------------------

Back in New Monterrey

Mikhailov sighed, and then ordered the ship closer to the Treeship, grumbling, "Goddamnit. Godfuckingdamnit!" Not pleased that the Supreme Commander had ordered another attempt to communicate with the vessel, he was somewhat mollified by the promise of vessels coming to aid him soon...soon being minutes from now, although they didn't say how long.

In the meantime, Comms spoke again, tweaking the signals on the commpanel to all capable frequencies and also speaking up a bit and a bit more slowly at that. Just for kicks, he also threw on autotranslators which translated the whole business into Esperanto, Spanish, Chinese, Korean, Japanese, Baronh, and other such dealies.

"Unidentified Vessel, this is the Colonial Republican Patrol Ship Ledge Light. We are contacting you on all frequencies! Identify yourself, cease movement, and prepare for boarding procedures!"

As all this occurred, Cecilia, curious as to what was going on, appeared on the bridge. The Captain sighed and took a look at her.

"Ma'am, please go backj to the holding area--"

"Well, hold on, I haven't seen this before. I wonder whatever is going on."

"Official business of the ICBA, now please, get back down below for your own safety."

Pausing for a minute, Cecilia looked at the monitors, and shielded her eyes with her left hand, going, "Oh my," with a puzzled and slightly surprised expression and a slight gasp. "What is that?"

Gritting his teeth, Mikhailov politely tried to answer Cecilia's question with a simple, "As far as we know? An unidentified vessel, possibly of Gaian origin but we need to make sure."

Walking forward into the bridge, Cecilia decided to take a closer view of what was happening. At this, Captain Mikhailov growled and went, "Ma'am, I'm going to ask you one last Goddamn time. Get back down below!"

With some offense taken, Cecilia went, politely and slightly disappointed at the Captain's response, "Well, there's no need to shout, Captain. I won't touch anything. I am merely an observer--think of it as a ride along, and ignore my presence."

As Cecilia looked a bit more at the information feeds from the monitors, she added, "Besides, worst comes to worst, I do have experience in diplomacy and a unique form of combat." Squinting at one of the commpanels, she added, "Have you ever managed to successfully persuade a suicidal Roman slave that life was worth living?"

Unamused by the anecdote, Cecilia added, "I have, and its not easy. Wasn't easy to facilitate his escape either...."

Sniffing the air, she went, "Whoever's in there seems too confused to be making trouble."

"And you would know?"

Looking at the console, Cecilia went, "Well, if they wanted to harm us by now, they would have done so, my dear," Cecilia went. No, it looks like they're confused, planning something else. The random, shaky nature of their movements, the energies going in and out....seems if anything an attempt to awake and return to normal." Motioning for Comms to hand her the Gertrude with a simple, "Do you have a telephone?", Comms did so instinctively, and she pushed the button to talk. Not hail and order, but simply to attempt to talk. Waiting for some of the activity to calm a little, she also tried to psychically feel around for lifesigns, to make contact with them. Not her strongest skill, but it would have to do for now.

"Hello? Is anyone there? We just want to help...."
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"It... it's really him?! It's really... Father?!"

The Council Chambers were now filled, with several Councilors, two of which were not 'actually' Gaian, but all essentially the same, as far as 'this' one iota, was concerned of. Lind, ever near her Lord Excellency incumbent, listened, as Ifurita, after blaring though multiple teleporter stations, from halfway across the capital System, in minutes after the 'truth' was completely felt, just responds... "Aye. I know 'that' signature anywhere." ...this she then actually wipes tears from her battle hardened, and soul absent eyes, a rare in rare acts for her. She's not the only one, doing so, as Misaki, a councilor 'on loan', as of current, also remarks. "As do I feel my long absent Daughter. All of them. I felt the Wings laced with the soul energy, of the Four. There is no mistake."

Yurika, with a jittered as heck Akito, now near her, looks at some displayed holo-screens, surrounding, and above her, the above ones, far larger in information scope. "The Trees acknowledge as well. It is Aeo. The long lost Treeship, long missing after the Second Exodus. Their status seems to be one of an emergency, of some kind."

Just then, a different format being enters, as the Avian Grand Lord enters, the eleven meter tall Griffonal Ascendant, feathered in white, amber brown, and gold feathers, with gold beak and claws, dressed in blue-white-gray robes, nigh of a kimono version for Avians, and one older than the entirety of the existing Council present, combined, then imparts, in a deep booming voice... "~ Be advised, we ascertained the location of the second Fold Jump. ~" ...this the rest of the Council then looks, in hearing... "~ They are at the borderspace, of Dornalian territory. Or at least, as far as our previous records can ascertain. ~"

"Should we go help?" Imladris asks, a concern of a son, even if only gene-born related, still overrode those of a monarch. A second voice of a love, then intervenes... "Asperttare uno, mi amore..." ...as a blindingly white in white Gaian of a goddess, for all intents, enters, with her Soul Partner (Angel partner,) Test of Purity, ever showing with her. The sight of this new one, brings smirks all around the chamber, an uneased version from an Excellency, and a dry as Sahara facade, from Lind. This as Eihwa, with blinding white of aglow hair of length, the same of a flowing gown of silken white, to match silken white skin, matching the same of skin, hair, and wings, of the Soul Partner. The eyes of white corneas, within dark pupils, made for a stark, if loving stare, as she adds... "...we should allude to trust, of your declared Mother and Father, to bring them home. We should keep to our end of secrecy, for the parameter of protection, that we are still Isolated under."

Imladris hears all this, and then takes a good sigh, steeling his nerves. "Very well then. We wait."

"Indeed." Tenchi notes, the 'other' borrowed Councilor here, before he notes, and smirks ever more, as Eihwa then takes Imladris's free left arm. An act that makes Lind growl in kind. "Do you mind woman?"

"Every day love." ...this Eihwa winks at Lind, whom gulps, and hides her head of sight, behind Immy's looking melon. This as far as Eihwa's smirking vision, is concerned.

"To think I have this, every day still, with Ayeka and Ryoko." ...this Tenchi looks on with, which makes for a Imladris sponsored stare, at a gene-father.

Meanwhile, Yurika looks up, generally wise, at the ceiling of the Council Chambers, the overhead transparasteel sheeting, with the canopy of the Palace Tree, casting through, where open break spots through this, saw the sky above, and the occasional passing hover traffic vehicle. All of generally, without really looking, as her mind is upon... "When he comes back, how... do we tell him?"

No one in the chamber, spoke...

-----

": Two minutes till Fold Jump. :"

Keiichi then stabs a look over at... "Belldandy?" ...at a Foreign Advisor, that cursed just then! Skuld sure stopped her tirade, as Belldandy looks back. "What? I'm impatient for once."

Keiichi just chuckles. "So we all are."

-----

Meanwhile, the light show, was coming to an end finally...

Three Wives now, were surrounding their Husband of endless Universal Ages, seemingly, as Aleaic infers, off his 'enraptured' state... ":: ~ I have regained control of all primary systems. I should be finished about... ~ :: ...as externally, Aeo, at it's apex of it's show, has a swirling disc of serene Holia and Hikari energies, a sight of a soft mesh, of spiraling blue-white energies, as if it was it's own small galaxy, before the sight abruptly contracts, and snaps back into the gleaming Treeship hull! At that, the added display of the Angelhawk Wings, suddenly flare out of sight, and then along with, the dazzling display dies down, before all that is left, is a corvette sized Treeship, starting to right itself, on it's own.

":: ~ There... I have reestablished control. ~ ::" ...this before he 'powers down', to a more mundane format. (Even for one dressed so freakin royally.) Aleaic then sighs... "What a job." ...before he then gets a peck on the cheeks, from his wives. Tsunami accenting... "Good job."

A properly, ethereally echoing voice then comes back with, from all around. ": - System parameters, back within acceptable specs. Communication channels, detecting directed comm queries. - :"

Aleaic just sighs. "And to our next problem at hand." ...this Jennifer cutely amends, helpfully... "Or perhaps, a providence."

Al just smirks, then commands out to... "Peruse all communiques, at once please Aeo."

At that, a new celestial format appears before them, this the 'fifth' being, a being format of pure light, in all aspects of a nominal female humanoid format, one of a long gown of light, skin the same, hair as long as the light is ravishing and literal. Ala the Avatar format of the Tree core of Aeo, then bows, and holds out a hand, activating a glowing comm-screen, one that accepts all incoming communication, in the following heard, only over holo-comm, at first...

"Unidentified Vessel, this is the Colonial Republican Patrol Ship Ledge Light. We are contacting you on all frequencies! Identify yourself, cease movement, and prepare for boarding procedures!"


...all the used language formats, translated into Gaian Basic Standard, in microseconds of reception. (Gaian Standard, was a mesh of English, Japanese, and sprinkled dialects, though English was preferred, due to the 'holy' nature of such, from use, by the Royal Council... anywho..)

And then, a second, off key format message, the Gaian Treeship's sonic sensor grid picks up, comes across as:

"Hello? Is anyone there? We just want to help...."


Aleaic looks cockeyed at the 'sound' that the second message, came across as. "That sounds like when I used to call you Tsui, back when we lived in that community, on Motherworld Terra, Florida." ...this Tsunami giggles lightly at. Aleaic then sighs... "So, who wants to make a collect call here."

Jennifer just smirks. "Gee, make an ancient term, why don't you?" This before Tsunami then looks over to Aeo. "Open a visual channel feed, last known standard frequencies, of the local Galactic area, of the Alpha Dimension." ...this Aeo 'complies', via the Hikari Network, and opens a channel, that is openly displayed, showing all five beings, dressed as they are, for whom ever is out there to receive this. Probably too general, if trusting an act, but anywho... thus Tsunami speaks of clarity...

": - To the host vessel in contact, with our own. This is the Gaian Treeship Aeo, home vessel of the deposed, but quite still alive, former Lord Excellency of the Gaian Ascendancy, Grand Dimensional Guardianship, Antaran Dimension and beyond, and all around cool fellow. We apologize for our abrupt display, but be assured, we are in formal control of our vessel, once again. Is there any append, that we may take discourse in? If preferred our departure, we shall do so, at all haste. - :"

Tsunami left it there, at that. Aleaic however eyes over at Tsui. "'Cool fellow?"

Tsui just quips back, longingly... "You 'did' have one heck of an awesome job, once." ...this Al just sighs at, while giggled at, by three other ladies.
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Jennifer just smirks. "Gee, make an ancient term, why don't you?" This before Tsunami then looks over to Aeo. "Open a visual channel feed, last known standard frequencies, of the local Galactic area, of the Alpha Dimension." ...this Aeo 'complies', via the Hikari Network, and opens a channel, that is openly displayed, showing all five beings, dressed as they are, for whom ever is out there to receive this. Probably too general, if trusting an act, but anywho... thus Tsunami speaks of clarity...

": - To the host vessel in contact, with our own. This is the Gaian Treeship [i]Aeo, home vessel of the deposed, but quite still alive, former Lord Excellency of the Gaian Ascendancy, Grand Dimensional Guardianship, Antaran Dimension and beyond, and all around cool fellow. We apologize for our abrupt display, but be assured, we are in formal control of our vessel, once again. Is there any append, that we may take discourse in? If preferred our departure, we shall do so, at all haste. - :[/i]"



Cecilia and the others looked at the screen as the Gaians revealed themselves. On the Gaian side, meanwhile, they would see a group of individuals in gray ICBA uniforms, and one woman in white, Edwardian dress, as she held a microphone. They of course, were also trying to figure out what was being said, although the lady seemed to get it.

Mikhailov then took the Gertrude from Cecilia, going, "Lemme handle this," as he spoke, moderating his tone but remaining firm.

"This is Ledge Light. We're not here to make you leave, but we would like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind, considering your light show just attracted significant attention from nearby planets and even people as far away as Earth. If you don't mind, I'd like to go ahead and follow standard Immigration and Common Border Authority practice, ask you a few questions, and perhaps even send a team onboard to ascertain if there are any sick or injured persons or anyone in need of assistance. Barring that, we can keep it to questions."

Pausing for a moment, Mikhailov went, "Think we can start there?"

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CRS Chakri Naruebet, somewhere in New Monterrey

The Mercury-Cain Class Battlestars were the pride and joy of the Republic. Sure, they were handmedowns from the ICK, but they were some of the loveliest, most deadly handmedowns people could have accepted, short of kitschy knit sweaters at Christmas or that old piano that needed a team of burly men to move. Either way, they were lovingly maintained, and for the first time in ages, looked factory fresh and even--an odd word to apply to ships--spry.

Arriving inside the hangar bay of the "Chakram," as the crew called its name, owing to most people's inability to properly speak the Thai name without sounding awkward, the Supreme Commander herself landed inside on a Raptor, with a couple of honor guards coming out first to perform perfunctory checks.

The Captain of the vessel saluted, and simply said, "Captain Light, CRS Chakri Naruebet. Supreme Commander. it's an honor."

Saluting back, she walked past the Captain and onto the bridge, bidding the Captain to follow. As they walked to the the bridge, Supreme Commander Wachowski said, "Did you receive my message, Captain?"

"The one regarding our mission?"

"Yes."

"Yes, I did, Ma'am." Captain Light added, "You wish for me to essentially take you to the contact zone, as I understand it, and peacefully make contact with the ship currently being investigated by ICBA? And with Rules of Engagement to hold all fire until fired upon?"

"Correct, Captain."

The Captain then went, "I understand the need to bring a ship like this here, Ma'am, but what of escorts and other elements? I'd like some superiority in case that ship goes nuts."

"They won't go nuts, they're Gaians, they don't shoot unless they have to. And they haven't had to with us so far." Wachowski added, with the certainty that her memory had of dealing with Gaians, "Besides, the Cooperative Union is nearby."

"Copy."

As the two walked onto the bridge, she added, "Which of your men is an expert at Silent Drill?"

Captain Light was confused.

"Silent drill?"

Wachowski showed Light an image of the Gaian Axe, and said simply, "I have a large, heavy article which needs to be carried to greet them when I meet them, Captain. I figure if anyone should carry it, it should be someone who is an expert at handling heavy items at port arms for extended periods to act as bearer."

Examining the picture, Light said simply, as he motioned for the ship to begin movement towards the contact zone, "I'll see what I can do."
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"This is Ledge Light. We're not here to make you leave, but we would like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind, considering your light show just attracted significant attention from nearby planets and even people as far away as Earth. If you don't mind, I'd like to go ahead and follow standard Immigration and Common Border Authority practice, ask you a few questions, and perhaps even send a team onboard to ascertain if there are any sick or injured persons or anyone in need of assistance. Barring that, we can keep it to questions."

Pausing for a moment, Mikhailov went, "Think we can start there?"


The 'crew' of the Treeship, just eyed their hosts/interrogators/curious peeps, with honest curiosity. Unlike the Ascended realm, of the current Ascendancy, these four, never met the types before them. Not in billions of their own perspective years, from the viewpoint of the these Gaians. (If this was even the same timeline, that the Gaians left behind, when they left for Antara, perspective Ages ago. But anywho, that wasn't all a problem for these blokes, as they listened to the communication, and were about to respond, when the word 'Earth', came across their lobes.

For Gaians, Earth was Mecca. Nothing less. And such in consequence, the four Gaians, with comms still open, visuals too, they gaffed out... "EARTH!? THE MOTHERWORLD!!!"

Aleaic just remarked... "Wow, that is a name, I've not heard, in an Age." ...this Tsunami trails off with... "I wonder how old Coral Springs ended up." ...Arashi alluding in serene memory... "I wonder how Edo is like, this time of year, in this Eon." ...of her old home port, in Japan. Jennifer drawling out her ancient Montana accent... "Golly. Wonder if the old ranch stand, still is in any shape now."

": - Uh... guys... - : ...Aeo starts, pointing to the open comm screen... however Tsunami alludes a bit too mindful of ancient history. "I still remember the time, Ara and I, had to chase you down, back before we even existed, as we are." ...this a gulping Al hears from Arashi... "Yes, that was both romantic, and very annoying. Halfway across a planet for 'this' buckko." ...the lithe raven haired lass, thumbs at her husband. Jennifer giggling. Aleaic just moans out, about facevaulting... "But I wasn't ready, at the time."

": - Guys?! - :" ...the glowing humanoid light-bulb (halogen even, of brightness level,) just double points at the open screen with the Dornalians. This before Jennifer pegs in... "I still remember, when he ran away from your guys, all the way back to Earth." ...this Al looks ready to hide under a rock, as Tsui and Arashi giggle, Jen adding... "I had my first kiss with him, when we were resting after that cattle drive." ...she even holds at her cheeks, blushingly... "So romantic."

Aleaic just slumps further, before Tsunami then notes... "Wasn't that all, back what caused that Black Wilt, back then?" ...this Arashi and Jennifer blinks at, before all three ladies, then snap their heads at their beloved husband. All three voices at once... "You're a royal pain in the arse! You know that?!"

"Yeah, yeah." ...Al relents far too easily, which all three ladies then giggle at, in replete.

": - GUYS!!! - :"

"WHAT!?!?" ...three Lady Excellencies, snap back at Aeo, about making Aleaic bolt for the Habitation Zone! This before all see the lithe, glowing, nigh goddess Hikari lass, wackly pointing at the open holoscreen, of their still waiting hosts! The royals... (or whatever they are,) just gasp comically, and then Aleaic promptly just responds to the Dornalians... "Ah... sorry... by all means, do come aboard. Wouldn't mind some guests, and all that."

At that, Aeo just sighs, a bit too much, before Arashi commands over to her. "Aeo, please show our hosts, proper entry to out ship?"

Aeo just smiles readily. ": - By all means, my Queens. - :"

As such, the next thing the Dornalian craft sees, if the starboard side of the Treeship, display an extended set, of navigational 'runway' lights, of bright blue. Docking would be handled, by navigational sensor lasers, that would help tractor the vessel, to the Treeship.

And from there, the hosts of a Treeship, would be guests of hosts, of a separate star nation.

-----

Meanwhile, a completely separate Treeship, along with a decent sized Fleet escort, was preparing to depart, in a quite unannounced manner.

And unsettling, as it would turn out.

Along both fronts, 'not' of Ascendancy mode. Or at least, not of the prior of what Aleaic himself, ever knew of.

And of sights, not seen, since the Gaian Civil War, at that. (as far as needless military might, goes...)

-----

": - One minute, thirty! - :"

Belldandy, and her kin, were all nice and tense. The kind that kids were like, on Christmas Eve. It all felt like that, here.
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((OC- A setup post, just to keep this one fresh and moving. And probably mysterious, as ye will see...))

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-Somewhere in the Perseus-Pisces Supercluster territories...-

In another realm of the Space-Time, apart of the Alpha Universe Construct... within another vast galaxy, hidden by it's many territorial neighbors, hidden from all sensors, especially from an Earth perspective, as well as from a second galactic perspective, up to this point... a world within that said galaxy, after 75,000 years of waiting, their own hidden story, kept as so, as the Gaian Ascendancy's own, and the second party's own, have been...

Upon a world, nigh Ascended and similar to the worlds that once graced Antara Dimension, in numbers so easily lost to count, it would drive joy itself insane, there lived another family.

For they....

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A strange, shadowed interior. Kept deliberately so, within this version, of another Palace Tree... "You sense it too Sister." ...the youngest of the four siblings, all note the ease of senses, only that closest to the Powers have wrought. Those that sensed the power of Gods in formal use. (even if my forced mistake.) The eldest Sister, and executor of the Quad-Rule, just looks across, as a vast chamber, easily ten stadiums wide, were filled with formerly serene worshipers, and adjudicators of the Realm, all looking as one, across the shadowed interior, across gleamed surfaces where light 'did' shine, from beyond aired windows outside, from a dark blue star, that had been kept deliberately suffused. To the point a solemn world, was under unending Twilight. This here, upon the will of a family. that had lost too much...

...until now.

The eldest sister, shadowed over, her robes of white, and her shoulder length hair of blond, just remarks, with an eye, watering... "It... it must be dear brother. It's.... been so long..."

The middle 'aged' of the three sister, same cloth, of long auburn hair, just remarks... "Only took another Age, to finally feel from him again. Sheesh."

A brother, just shrugs, his own darkened blond hair, an eerily Shinto like set of robes, of a cloth, of this alien civilization. "What else do you expect, for a guy stuck up on too much drama."

"Let's ask him why then." ...the youngest sister, of the darkest shade of blond hair, remarks, before the eldest nods. "Indeed. Plus..." ...as two other souls enter view, with a third soon after, the first two, of blood kin, of the Representia, the last, of ancient betrothal, to one of the MWCG Gaian Council itself, as the eldest leader, remarks... "After all, it's not just us four, that is of family, anymore."

"What do we do about the Trees here then?" ...this the middle aged Sister asks, as eye lains across sight of, a type of Space Trees, that had only a soft, midnight blue glow to them, mostly at the edges, mostly of the kind, that gave only what light, was asked of it. Here, after so long of such silence and secrecy, especially of knowledge of just how bloody, the Gaian Civil War had been, and the anger that would be fostered from it, when knowledge was formally known, all to keep the dream of the Wait, alive.

And such, the eldest Sister remarks. "Sister Luriena. I believe they are as they naturally are already. I believe their formal lighting, should be for Brother Aleaic to impart unto, of his will."

Luriena, as named, nods. "Of course Caladeni." ...as she looks across, as brother Eros, and the youngest Sister Alusair, all 'technically' elder to Aleaic himself, just make a rare in rare act.

For once, in years it seems... they smile too. Being in darkness too long, tends to take smiles away, from even the most wanting.

But that ended, as a screech from a 'Daughter' of the Representia, just calls out, with many eyes, noting with a smile. (Just as rare here.) "Can we go see him!??!" ...the second daughter, actually, Third Princessa technically, the other the Second Princessa, adds in... "Aye? Please? I'd like... to see Mothers... please." ...this Caladeni notes. And then she makes a nodding smile.

"Let us all go. Together."

The last unnamed, just felt his heart lighten, like ever so rare before. He even adds... "I offend, that I must accompany. This as I want to see my own beloved. Even at the risk, of letting the defenses falter."

Caladeni just giggles, as much as the rest. She then adds... "If not, I'd have to order you instead. We are no fools to love. Even if lacking, for too long. Here, in the darkness of Twilight Galaxy." ...yup, read that right.

The last just nods, holding his own Key Staff, this rather, as his station of Mystic, in the Realm. At this, plans were made...

...just as fast, as darkness, spread it's own actual version of light.

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((OOC- Another setup post, since I can't come up with a good excuse, to make a separate one yet here. Plus, it'll expand some lines of thinking, for moi. ))

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New Edo System, eight planets, seventy two lunars, all terraformed...

...each planet here, about halfway Coreward wise, from the capital System of Gaia-Ceii, and the border system, (all also ascended and terraformed into civilized fortress planets now,) was like coming to the ancient Motherworld planet (Sol-Earth, for the lay,) nation of Japan, in it's ancient eras, upon a landscape of ever beauteous bloom. Cherry, Apple, and Plum trees, both kept in ever blossom, (and fruiting, essentially food crop farms, all on their own,) as the carpeted the landscape, of grasses of mixed whites, greens, blues, and reds... red grasses with pink cherry blossom trees, tended to be favorite romantic excursions, for Gaians. The grasses were of all grain types, another good food source, as well as scenery, ever constant.

Colder elevations, across these planets, tended to have gorgeous, Avian Ascendant xenoscaped mountain chains, that were like ever gorgeous mountain chain on Earth, in triplicate. The grasses were a mixed blue, with natural browns, in wavy patchworks. The trees, were of the conifer variety instead.

The oceans, the bluest, unto the greenest, unto every other color you could imagine, all shimmered, as beaches of every color palate, also existed, many melding with the landscapes, noted above, in ever variety. The same for deserts of all metallic colors, fauna zones, that were nearly jungle, without the gnarly effects associated, and landscape types, in between, meshed in all between, where one took a shuttle craft, of flew on their own, in any direction chosen, of enough time given, of look.

New Edo Star System, was essentially, the microcosm of Ascendant planet formation art, that once was common place, for the near entirety, of Antara Dimension. And such the beauty of the landscape, was now amped up, by the now decade old Ascendance energies, coupled with Hikari Trees, that mingled with their less sentient brethren, giving credence, that these planets, lunars, and smaller body assets, in this System, were all places of complete heaven on earth. And with the sentient world, with it's sentient landscape, and Hikari weed like social neighbors, there was the artfully crafted cities, that existed upon every landscape, noted above. (And many below the seas, in orbit, below the planetary crust... at least they were kept away from the planet cores, despite scenic naturalist protests... don't ask...)

The cities, were like as described above, all set in 'format', of a city, each and near every, as if Japan existed, in it's romantic golden ages, (or such the like, what have ye.)

To be certain, there were 'standard' technological cities, and the freakin near bloated, and replete military and services hubs, for all kinds, of the myriad of civilized races, that each called themselves 'Gaian', that catered to the more 'standard' Gaian technological appeal.

But to the point of all this, one of the cities, was home to the current (expected at that,) parents, of the incumbent Lord Excellency.

And as such, one Lord Frode, father of Lind (Kerenska?) sat, in calm, contemplative mode, as before him, upon a table of mundane looking wood mode, befitting the city and living structure that his family resided in, (when all did so, on perchance,) the table, like the structure, and most of the city, all technologically wooden in mode and make, set in structures, of the ancient Japanese era, they tried to honor.

The elder gent, (only some 17,000 Universal Ages old... or whatever...) just sat, in a simple white and blue lined Shinto like robe, a Hamaka of peal white, as he of white hair, youthful looks, (with scars upon the face, as per his nominal position as Judicator of the Valkyrium Order,) kept mind on the peaceful day, as outside, some citizen souls of the city, dressed to theme various as well, ran about, as a light, Climatized rain, shimmered down, from a sky of pearlescent white, clouds of glowing white along with. It made the rain 'actually' shimmer, and sparkle, as it drizzled, (another fun effect, of Ascendance upon an entire planet,) all lending credence of a calm day.

And made for the haiku, or whatever it was, out of place, as he turned back to a standard parchment of light brown, and of a technological fun tidbit, a small Japanese brush-pen, that produced any color palate, of come to Hikari enhanced mind. (Or of vocalizer, set within the tiny as heck, but powerful sub-processor, that could make Earth style Supercomputer processors, cry bloody tears...)

And of what was written upon it...

- The rain. A falling dazzle of tears, like crystalline drops of blood. This as if from a sky, crying into eternity, never to touch the bosom of the earth, that it longs to ever touch, but only can, via the rain, that it cries like blood upon. A sadness, of such an eternity, of the want. -

And he stops, taking a weird sigh.

"What are you doing?"

Frode JERKS his head over at... "ACK!! Ishara! Dear!! I... ah!!" ...this as a lithe beauty, of long, long, dark blue hair, same of the eyes, dressed in a matching kimono as per husband's before her, just blinks openly, as Frode tries to catch his manners, before Ishara then looks over, and reads the... er... haiku... or something.

She then sighs. ""Husband. You need to get out more."

Frode just grunts back, to a hazard... "Says you, whom never leaves the Valkyrian Medical Services Section, in less than ever a fortnight."

The bonk to his melon, proves, to what the hazard, it all 'was', of such. Ishara, rubbing at her right knuckle. "What was that, dear?"

"nOthINg..."

Just then, a pair of sisters then literally, zip on in from outside afar, both giggling, as they enter. Of one familiar Valkyrium Commander, to a sisterly other... "Wow, been awhile since we got caught out in the rain."

"You said it Ras." ...this as Jora, the youngest of three Sisters, giggle in tune, before Ishara notes over. "Hey now. Don't get it too wet in here." ...as Ras and Jora, both dressed in Valkyrium Jumpsuits of white, blue lining, with blue-white slimsuit light electro-lighting seams, both just bow their heads quickly at... "Sorry Mother."

Ishara just giggles, as the 'water', drips from both warrior lasses, at least making it easy, to watch one's step, upon the floor. This as both warriors of many Universal Ages, then note, the splayed 'remains' of their... "Oh, hello Father!" ...Jora quips, Frode just gurgling something, as he raises a hand in 'hello', before plopping it back down.

Ras just changes subject outright (she's known her Parents, for too long,) as she asks... "I guess we should eat in today, huh?"

Ishara just nods. "Verily."

---

From there, the Family unit, just settles in for a good lunch meal, of mixed fares from both earth style, and Gaian cultural flairs, that came with the melting pot, that was now the 'remains', of a proud Guardianship. Not that food stores were in 'any' danger, even with a population base, over sixteen billion, as a current base. (Or this version of the Ascendancy, anyway.)

And of course, the usual staple of white rice, was ever present. It fit the theme of the planet, ya know.

As they ate, Ishara asked in amazement, of her husband, that probably knew better than she, at this point. "Is it true then? Has the ancient Excellency returned?"

Ras and Jora, traded a wary look, as Frode just remarks, only to... "I am understood, that a gathering is now taking place. The details are of course, now of Core Council secrecy. I cannot say more." ...this Frode, 'more' than connected now, to the scuttlebutt, of the current Lord Excellency, given his daughter is at Imladris's side, of constant note, only remarks. Ishara just nods, before eating up a helping of rice, with shrimp and savory beer, both mixed in on her chopsticks. Ras then asks next... "Does this mean father, that the Isolation is at an end now?"

Frode just shrugs, it's all he does. Jora openly remarks, for her part. "I hope that means we get to explore the old galaxy, like we once used to do, in Antara."

Ras just sighs, fingering her chopsticks, into some rice only. "I'd hope so too. It's gotten boring, since all we do now, is train with the other Cadres, and occasionally, other elements of the FACAF. What since the..." ...this part, Ishara 'huffs' at quickly, before Ras wilts a little. "Sorry."

Frode however interjects, which catches Ishara, off guard. "We cannot remain of taboo, of mentioning the Civil War. Like it or not, it is a history we now have. Even if most scars, are now healed. If not fully of trust itself."

Ishara just nods, solemnly, as their daughters look on. "It's sad, that our Sister Angel Gods, are still unsettled, whenever we are near them. The same for the landsdrad, for the Gaian citizenry, when near Synthetics." ...which Frode just sighs at. All of mentioned, while not anywhere near tones of discrimination, not even close, they 'were' however, tones of discomfort, a kind that did not exist at all, prior to Second Exodus.

As such... "...still some scars left. Hopefully, 'one' of the Excellencies, will get off their arse, and start healing such wounds."

"Of one, we keep waiting on, as it is." Ras just rolls her eyes at. Jora giggles, taking a glare from Frode, in turn. They all knew what 'that' meant.

Ras then imparts, with a smile. "Well, it'll be good, to get out into some action again, with the rest of cosmos again. Boring doesn't even cut it, as the right word."

And they all just nod, before they all stop, and feel... "Oh dear..." ...ala Ishara. Such is the all too 'open' nature', of the Hikari Net.

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Gaian Ascendancy wrote:"WHAT!?!?" ...three Lady Excellencies, snap back at Aeo, about making Aleaic bolt for the Habitation Zone! This before all see the lithe, glowing, nigh goddess Hikari lass, wackly pointing at the open holoscreen, of their still waiting hosts! The royals... (or whatever they are,) just gasp comically, and then Aleaic promptly just responds to the Dornalians... "Ah... sorry... by all means, do come aboard. Wouldn't mind some guests, and all that."

At that, Aeo just sighs, a bit too much, before Arashi commands over to her. "Aeo, please show our hosts, proper entry to out ship?"

Aeo just smiles readily. ": - By all means, my Queens. - :"

As such, the next thing the Dornalian craft sees, if the starboard side of the Treeship, display an extended set, of navigational 'runway' lights, of bright blue. Docking would be handled, by navigational sensor lasers, that would help tractor the vessel, to the Treeship.

And from there, the hosts of a Treeship, would be guests of hosts, of a separate star nation.


Cecilia Tadanobu hadn't expected this sort of thing to happen when her daughter Tereza had advised her to travel. Oh sure, she had experienced the craziness of the operation on Midgard, for which she won a medal, but frankly, to come aboard a living ship made of a tree was something different entirely. She thought for a moment, and picked up her Gladstone bag. It was a veritable bag of tricks--anything and everything would be necessary for the visit.

For the men of the ICBA, meanwhile, it would be a relatively mundane procedure. With no advisement to keep their weapons stowed, Mikhailov advised, "Alright teams. Armor on, pistols only. Stay frosty."

Cecilia poked Mikhailov as he was strapping on his Powered Defense vest, and asked, "Are you sure that's necessary? These people are inviting us under a flag of truce."

"Well, you can't be too sure. Besides, they want us to turn in our hoglegs, we'll turn them in at the gate."

Mrs. T then put her hand on his wrist, and then went, "A flag of truce is a flag of truce."

Mikhailov looked at her in a strange manner, before Comms turned to see his panel beeping. Rushing to it, he punched a few keys and printed out a small document. Passing it to Mikhailov, he went, "You're gonna wanna see this. It's from the Supreme Commander."

Mikhailov examined the note at that point, a little annoyed at the sudden intervention. Then, he sighed and turned to the crew, saying, "Alright people. Supreme Commander's coming in a bit onboard the CRS Chakri Naruebet to make contact. She wants to see these ladies and gentlemen personally. She's letting us chat with them for a little bit. She also instructs us to obey all firearms procedures they may prescribe." Looking at Mrs. T, he smiled and went, "It is as I have said."

Mrs. T then opened her eyes, and revealed a blue, shimmering light within them and a stern countenance.

"It is a flag of truce."

Mikhailov gulped and went, "Fine. Magazines will be released. Happy?"

Brightening up, Mrs. T nodded and went, "That's good."

The party then proceeded to walk onboard the vessel, their weapons without magazines loaded for the moment, and holstered. In the meantime, the others came with. Mrs. T whistled and not so much walked as floated onto the station, whistling as Father Flanagan looked at Captain Svenson, who was trembling at the sight.

"Don't worry Captain. She does that a lot."

"The missus there?"

"Yup. Mrs. Tadanobu is a friend of mine...she rarely gets out of the house. She tends to float and do all sorts of things."

"Aye."

When the ICBA party walked onboard, Captain Mikhailov let out a simple, "Hello? This is Captain MIkhailov. I'm with the Immigration and Common Border Authority. Everything alright down here?"
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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Tue Aug 21, 2012 8:14 pm

((OC- Oh goody... :clap: ))

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The ICBA party was treated to a... well... mundane sight, sorta, as the docking collar, was the entry way, to a standard looking, white as white polished hallway interior. The flooring, walls and ceiling, was technological, lined in standard, white diamond meshed surfaces, that had inlaid running lights of blue and white, alternating down both ways of the hallway. Other than a few dark colored control units, with mutli-colors flickering off of them, the area looked as per standard, of any docking hatch hallway, on 'any' of the myriad class archetypes, and formats, of vessels in the Ascendancy Combined Fleet.

It was there, that off to their right, that the foursome of the host Treeship, walk up, The Representia taking the honors, as expected, as his wives bow behind him. Aleaic does so, with an arm crossed across his chest, in so doing. "Greetings to my personal vessel. Aleaic Saloam Kerensky, at your service. My apologies, for what occurred earlier. It was a rare situation for us, as well. How may we assist you further."

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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Wed Aug 22, 2012 8:06 pm

((OC- Since I like keeping filling in details, while waiting... :) ))

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-Yup, another planet... another galaxy.-

More trees here, and more Trees to go with. These Trees however, were not as happy ones, as the cousins that resided so freely, within a 'cousin' Realms space. Here, a populace of 1,700 years, varied and relative, as much as the planet they resided on, within a galaxy that ran it's government, on an old model, that was also was derided a bit. Why had more to do with it's current leadership, one that was uncertain with a meeting, that was as much waited for, as it was exasperated, in now what was coming.

A dark haired lass of years that were much longer of life, than the realm she helped govern, (if reservedly.) This as she looked across the earthy colored starport, it as much a carved work of massive art, as it was a functioning shuttle, and small starship port. Her extravagant kimono of pale blue-white, with pink and yellow garment overlays, swayed with the gentle breeze, of a planet a mixed format, as much as Funaho was, of a gentle theme, under-toned with all seriousness unknowable, unless pushed.

She wondered... "Is this going to be that kind of a day?"

"Of course it will." ...this Funaho tilts her head, but doesn't look back, not one for common emotionalism. Especially not around the so-called Devil Princessa. This as the cream-blond colored lass of all goings on, behinds the scenes of the Throne, comes up to Funaho's left. Her own royal gown, a simple pale white, pink and ruffled at the shoulders, her outfit, limiting of movements, making measured movements. Her usual fortay with everything, that she does. Funaho just sighs out... "Husband still isn't relenting. Is he, Lady Seto."

"Nay step daughter." Seto remarks, as she then thinks of 'what' set Funaho's husband Azusa off, and gives off a RARE shudder. Funaho feels it, as the knowledge Angelhawk Wings were used alone, was an example of the power, that had been absent for far too long.

Funaho then makes a quirky smile. "Perhaps, it is well truly time, for chaos to reign, over the peace that we've lived with, for so long."

Seto blinks at that. "Hmm. That's usually my line." ...this she then slit eyes at Funaho. "Are you becoming too used to my ways, young step daughter?"

Funaho just makes a simple shrug. Seto is triggered into a good laugh, off of this, before both then hear behind them... "Mother! Grandmother!" ...as both then look back, as running to them, from the transport shuttle behind her... "Ah... Sasami." Seto remarks, before the teenage lass of teal blue hair, stops before them, and then bows cutely. "I have the special lunch, all ready and loaded onto the shuttle."

Lady Seto Kamiki just giggles. "Dear me. It most certainly, isn't smaller portions, this day." ...this Funaho teases as well. "They never are."

Sasami just blushes, looking just like her elder sister, save for her split triangle forehead marking. "Well, it's not just Brother Aleaic that we are going to see. It's been so long, since I've seen my Big Sister Tsunami."

Seto just nods. "So it has." ...this Funaho just blinks reservedly. "I... wonder, if we may need to medicate Misaki for once. Knowing her." ...this Sasami blinks twice at, as Seto just sighs. "Yes. I sense my own daughter, will be quite rambunctious, after so many centuries apart."

Just then, a good shout from behind the three, towards the shuttle, followed by a rougher second, sees the three royal lasses, look back to see two others, one of long lavender hair, exactly of gene-type, as her Father's own, and a second Cyan, spiky haired version, that has in in all but constant conflict with the prior, for all but literally 'ever' since they were borne. Uncountable Universal Ages, at that, made it their own expected pantheon of things here.

Seto just looks at the usual antics of... "Ayeka and Ryoko. I am assured my own gene-pool didn't go directly into those two."

"Are you certain?" Funaho slys in, Seto slying back... "Whatever do you mean?" ... "Nothing directly, Step-mother."

A good 'huff', hidden under a light laugh, just ends the spar of banter, which Sasami just anime exhales out... "Another day in paradise."

Just then, they, and everyone else on the platform, suddenly stop, what they are doing.

"Did... did you feel... 'that' now?" ...Sasami warbles out. Seto nods in kind, looking up at the sky, like everyone 'else' on the planet Jurai, were at that moment.

"It's beginning then. We better not miss the show."

-----

": - Thirty seconds! - :"

Four Gaians just looked ever more tense.

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Gaian Ascendancy wrote:((OC- Oh goody... :clap: ))

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The ICBA party was treated to a... well... mundane sight, sorta, as the docking collar, was the entry way, to a standard looking, white as white polished hallway interior. The flooring, walls and ceiling, was technological, lined in standard, white diamond meshed surfaces, that had inlaid running lights of blue and white, alternating down both ways of the hallway. Other than a few dark colored control units, with mutli-colors flickering off of them, the area looked as per standard, of any docking hatch hallway, on 'any' of the myriad class archetypes, and formats, of vessels in the Ascendancy Combined Fleet.

It was there, that off to their right, that the foursome of the host Treeship, walk up, The Representia taking the honors, as expected, as his wives bow behind him. Aleaic does so, with an arm crossed across his chest, in so doing. "Greetings to my personal vessel. Aleaic Saloam Kerensky, at your service. My apologies, for what occurred earlier. It was a rare situation for us, as well. How may we assist you further."


Captain Mikhailov stepped forward and did the usual Dornalian greeting for these sorts of situation, advising his men to stand ready and for Cecilia and company to stand back a bit. The ICBA officer then said, pulling out a PDA and a stylus, and speaking matter of factly, "Well, apology accepted, folks. I just need to though, get some information. It won't be invasive, and it won't take too long hopefully. Besides, Supreme Commander Wachowski wants to see you. Just a heads up, she said she would be coming aboard a larger vessel, so if you detect a large presence coming that identifies itself as Dornalian, do not be alarmed." Pausing, he then remembered one of the requirements on the note, and walked towards Aleaic, with a picture.

"She said you or one of your staff may recognize this to verify her words. If not, that's fine too."

In the picture was, on the wall of her office, the Gaian Axe given to the Supreme Commander back when she was but an Admiral, all those years ago. It was as pristine as the day it was presented, and indeed, had been well taken care of and cleaned--about the only thing which would indicate the passage of time were snippets of newspapers and the odd fingerprint.

As Mikhailov did that, he then went, addressing Aleaic, "Now, the usual ICBA rigamarole. I have to ask these things, although I probably know the answer and I did get your name, Your Excellency, although I may not have been introduced to the rest of your staff. Bear with me, and I do apologize. Namely, is there anyone onboard who is injured or sick? Also, we know you mentioned you were fixing mechanical trouble, and you had indicated it was cured. Still, is there any trouble I should know about? Finally....I guess I should ask this, for completeness's sake...how did you end up in this situation in the first place?"

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As the hapless ICBA Commander asked his questions--to Cecilia's dismay, who felt he was being more than a little obtuse and formalistic--a signal came to Comms, who stood near Mikhailov and signaled to him. Mikhailov nodded and then went, "Carry on, Comms, inform Supreme Commander we have to finish this first."

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CRS Chakri Naruebet

As the newly restored form of the "Chakram" appeared out in that region of space, it took the time to hang back a bit from the overall scene, and avoid making it look like it was anything hostile they were after. The Supreme Commander indeed, had instructed all guns and weapons to be unpowered for the event to make it clear they were here for a chat, nothing more. Still, actions occasionally had to be interpreted by words--so, the Chakram's comms would inevitably go off. For now though, it sat pretty as a picture, its newly rebuilt hull glistening in the light of the nearby stars and the ship, and also looking swifter and more badass than it had any right to be.

Aboard the vessel, Supreme Commander Wachowski stood on the CIC, in front of the command console, which had a map in front of her of the scene, including the Gaian ship and the LEdge Light. Next to her was a familiar companion--Gracie, who in keeping with the name of the ship, was dressed in a Thai outfit and performing leg exercises as her default "idle" animation. Then, she piped up and said, "We're near them, sir. Bearing 2334, several kilometers away."

"Copy, Gracie." Looking at the map, she then went, "Did we tell--"

"Yup, I sent the message to Mikhailov's crew."

"Good girl. Now, I want you to open comms to the ship."

"Copy."

Gracie thus, with the aid of Comms, opened up the channel and let the Supreme Commander speak.

"Treeship Aeo, this is the Colonial Republican Ship Chakri Naruebet. Do not be alarmed, we are here with the Supreme Commander. We do not wish to do anything to harm you. We merely are here to convey the Supreme Commander to your location for the purposes of communication with your staff, when you are finished with discussions with Captain Mikhailov, who has no doubt told you about my upcoming presence and shown you the photographic evidence. And also, tell Captain Mikhailov that the woman in the white dress is to remain onboard for a minute--the Supreme Commander has need of her and her companion. That;s all."
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"It's a magical place where chinese cowboys ply the star lanes to extract vast wealth from trade, where NORINCO isn't just an arms company, but an evil bond villain type conglomerate that hides in other nations. Where the apocalypse happened, and everyone went "huh, that's neat" and then got back to having catgirls and starships."-- Olimpiada
"...why am I space China, and I don't have actual magic animals, and you're space USA, and you do? This seems like a mistake." --Roania, during a discussion on wildlife.

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Aleaic listens, then quips at first... "But everything is invasive. Just ask these three ladies of mine." ...cutely, if not quite as so, from the grumbles his wives give him. They then listen as Captain Mikhailov informed of a coming second vessel, which just makes Al nod, before the captain then displays the Axe, on her PDA. Aleaic appreciates the signal quality, as he and his wives lean in to inspect...

"Is that not a Valkyrium Battle Axe?" ...Jennifer asks, Aleaic nods. "Indeed." ...as he then notes... "And not just 'any' Axe either." ...as his enhanced eyesight, and enough pixel clarity on the PDA, then note the Axe displays an 'aura', that nominally only Gaians can see. Complexities of such, are held to the fact such auras are usually gene-attached, and Aleaic smirks at the notion of what this all likely means.

Aleaic asks back, as he finishes looking at the image... "If you would, please have your Admiral bring that axe, if on their direct person, when they arrive. I would... like to inspect this Axe personally."

Tsunami smirks, as thoughts of a 'son', run through a 'father's' mind, this she senses readily. From there then, they listen to the second part of the questioning, and then Aleaic responds back with... "Perhaps we can attest this, on the way to better surroundings." ...this as Aleaic then escorts his guests, out from the docking collar zone, and through to hallways of the Treeship, that now actually begin to look like, walking through the interior of a glowing Tree. Save for flooring, and dynamic display panels that dot the hallways, the rest is a 'fade' away from technological, to something maybe spiritual, or such... (or just an Eco nut paradise, if preferred.) The hallways of the 'walls' and ceilings, all become as if walking through primarily, the insides of gargantuan branches of a tree, all hollowed out, if done so hermetically. Lighting is all handled by the nigh solar emanated interior 'walls', giving sight, as clear as above daylight.

More of this, as the group is taken deeper into the Treeship, rounding corridors of more of the same hallway types, that all are logically aligned, as per a starship of the vast. Aleaic at one point, calls out... "Allow guest passage, off my authority." ...to the Treeship systems, itself. Arashi just quips over at her husband. "You're allowing guests, into the Habitation Zone?"

Aleaic just looks back... "Aeo hasn't had proper guests, in Ages." ...which makes Arashi giggle. This as they then all round another corridor, this one however, that soon 'loses' the ceiling, and then soon the walls, as they 'spread' out, the group soon in all essence, walking down a brightly lit, forested glade path, even the floor, now plain grass. All as if they were on Earth, or any other M-class planet. The sounds of fauna and small wildlife familiar, even reaches the Dornalian's earlobes. Even a light wind, plies freshly across their faces.

All the meanwhile, Aleaic explains... "Apologies, but 'Excellency' may not have been the proper term here, for my status. I am merely at this time, a Representia of the Powers. I have no standing governance, of my former realm. I suppose I am Ronin of the realm I still attach myself to, if only as per historics, if anything else. My wives... " ...his hands and head noted to the teal tressed, nigh goddess in person... "My wife, First Lady Excellency Tsunami Rose Masaki-Kerensky." ...then to the raven tressed, kimono lass, also a nigh goddess... "...my other wife, second Lady Excellency Arashi Karu Kerensky." ...and to the silver tressed glory, dressed more formally of a gown, matching her hair and eyes... "...and my other wife, Third Lady Excellency, Jennifer Sara Kerensky."

"All relation." ...all three wives 'remark' at once, which makes Aleaic blink his eyes weirdly, but then shrugs it off. His mind turns to the latter of the questioning. "And no injuries or such. whom you see here, is the 'crew', though... oh... good timing." ...as eyes then see, as they pass out of the glade path, they then enter a formal mountain valley, easily a hundred kilometers across, in every direction seen. It's like being in Switzerland in summer, with snow frosted mountain chains, lining all around the 'valley'. Afar, further below into the valley, a small (only six kilometers across,) Tree Palace, with gleaming white diamond structures, of all serene, carved types of structures, surrounding the Palace, in essence, a city of decent note, down below. (All stocked too.) Around the Palace, a well farmed valley, with a river running through to the 'east' of the Palace city, demonstrates activity. What 'kind' is vectored away from, as Aleaic's pronouncement sees the 'other' primary crew arrive, as Aeo arrives, a being of feminine humanoid format, made of simply... light. Nothing more. Gowned as she is, Aeo then informs on her arrival, in a truly ethereal voice. ": ~ My Lord. All Systems are are now fully operational. No after effects from Lady Creations effects upon me, to report. ~ :"

Three Lady Excellencies then make a visible sigh of relief, before Aleaic nods back to Aeo, before then introducing to the Dornalians... "This is Aeo, the Avatar format, of the Tree Core of this ship. She's an ascended format of the Tree, hence able to take up avatar format." ...this as the truly dynamic and alive looking Aeo, just bows to the Dornalians.

Aleaic answers another part of the questioning, to a vector towards Aeo instead. "So no further problems? How's the Fold engines, after what we got thrown a ride on?"

": ~ They were taxed by two such short charged Fold Jumps. They will need a proper day to recover, before their use again. ~ :"

Aleaic nods, and looks back at his interrogating hosts. "Guess no trouble, but we're stuck here, for the moment. Though..." ...he considers, but shrugs it off... "...we might get company of my old fellows. No guess to when."

"Shoulda been here already." Tsunami remands that, Aleaic looks in confusion. "Wonder why that is. Angelhawk Wings tend to attract attention from Gaians. Huh." ...before he then finishes to the final question, with a good sneer. "As to how we got here. Well... let's say we have our own divine providence, one we'd like to drop like a lead rock into a Singularity, before throwing 'that', into a Galactic Singularity. As it is, we went for a ride, and here we are.

We mean no harm." ...Aleaic says at the last. This as he then eyes above, to the other detail of this expansive zone, one that had no right (normally) existing within only a Corvette sized starship. Nevermind the sight of a blue, puffy clouded, dotted sky, that above 'that', was space, and sight of Ledge Light, and the Dornalian border, 'above' their sight. This just in time to then see CRS Chakri Naruebet arrive. Aleaic blinks in seeing, same for his wives. "Big ship."

Aeo then receives, and informs... ": ~ We are being contacted, My Lord. ~ :" ...and then wipes a glowing white, holo-display, one to her own right, that curves about her simply, as she then 'opens' ship intercoms, and from such...

: - "Treeship Aeo, this is the Colonial Republican Ship Chakri Naruebet. Do not be alarmed, we are here with the Supreme Commander. We do not wish to do anything to harm you. We merely are here to convey the Supreme Commander to your location for the purposes of communication with your staff, when you are finished with discussions with Captain Mikhailov, who has no doubt told you about my upcoming presence and shown you the photographic evidence. And also, tell Captain Mikhailov that the woman in the white dress is to remain onboard for a minute--the Supreme Commander has need of her and her companion. That's all." - :


Aleaic looks at his guests, and the ones being spoken of, before offering over open Comms... "Acknowledged Chakri Naruebet, hope you have transporters, or a shuttle, or such. Might be a wee large to hard dock here with." ...this he then looks at the ICBA Captain. "Anything further?"

-----

That was what the others felt, as only Aleaic and his 'crew', did not, by deliberate design. This as Belldandy actually decries... "What do you mean, we cannot Fold?!"

Keiichi was sure as aghast, as were the rest of the crew, as the Jump Engineer-Tech, an Avian of more lithe girth, than nominal of his ancient fellows, just remarks back... just as aghast... "~ We... we cannot Fold! The envelope will not completely enclose! The process from the Treeship super-processors, won't engage the Fold, off of this! ~"

The four Gaians leading the ship, heard this, and about felt their minds fry in realization! Skuld for one... "But... HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!?!?!?"

Sentaro blinks just as outlandishly. "Could it be.... the enemy?"

Belldandy looks, takes a calming breath, and then to the credit of seeing Keiichi manage the same, then offers... "Nay. If so, we'd been attacked by DA forced already. No... I... sense something else."

"As if we are being glued in place." ...Keiichi notes as well. That was when the gravy train, of four highly ascended minds, got thinking of the probable causes of this.

-----

And one other... "(~ No need to interrupt a meeting, so soon. ~)" ...this an obvious Power, just floats, near the Gaian-Dornalian gathering, all the while, a glowing finger, flat out is preventing all Folds to this location, without fail. This the starry lass of loathe, within Ascendancy borders, just quirks out... "(~ At least, not until i say so, and also, when it is most comical. Hehe... ~)"

...this hence Lady Creation, simply looks 'down', without turning her head, as she smirks at the gathering, taking place. This before she sighs... "(~ This all, before I may have to break their hearts this time, for real. Oh dear. Oh dear. ~)" ...this as she remains invisible, to even a Representia's 'senses'.
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-Holy Palace Tree, Gaia-Ceii-

Another prior moment. This as a current king, walks amongst the gloriously busy, as the Palace Command Center, the over-technology center that everything called Gaian, went through for dissemination, prior to the Council taking their turn at it. For the most part, ninety-eight percent of what occurs here, was lower echelon, governmental conduct, infrastructure details that didn't require direct oversight inference, usually saved for annual reviews of government efficiency.

It also made probably, the last place an Excellency would go, for peace and quiet to think. However, Imladris, seeing all the functionaries from genetic variables, of citizens souls, from truly countless worlds, just always gave Imladris, that warm, and fuzzy feeling, that soothed him.

He knew he needed such here, as he stood on an overlook of one of thousands of platform tiers, crawling with technology and citizen souls, all busy with the conduct of a Realm, that he suddenly wondered...

"Problem Belove?" ...this Imladris doesn't look back, more than feeling two souls closest to his heart, the closest of such, beyond his own Soul Partner Evolution. "Sorry, my mind is kinda... well..."

"We know, Eccellenza." ...this making Imladris turn around, framed within the technological marvels of the Palace Tree, meshed with Palace branches that snaked everywhere, was his two loves, a relationship as complex as they come. (Aka, a 'real' love triangle, that had a line connected, between all three parties. Yeah, it gets fun at night, these days.) This before his sight of cobalt glowing Incarnum infusion. a steel blue haired, jumpsuited Valkyrium Commander, and a Holia glowing haired, white gowned lass. Imladris saw Lind standing with her patented (even an actual trademark on the stance of,) arms folded posture, Eihwa a mundane, hands behind her back pose.

Imladris wonders aloud, on... "I wonder, with Father possibly to return, more than likely... if... I 'am' still..."

"Then you don't understand me." ...which makes Imladris blink, as Lind turns around. Eihwa giggles, to the annoyance on Lind's face, that Imladris doesn't see. Imladris questions openly, as a few random Gaians walk and float by, of their own behest, or with Angelic Soul Partner 'help', many stopping, as he asks... "Enlighten me then, so I know better."

Lind smirks, hiding her grin well, as she comments out, to a low tone offered... "You will always be 'my' Excellency." ...this Imladris 'does' hear, and gets readily. After ten years of being in command, as he has, under so many similar 'lessons', he understood the tone of confidence. He 'does' impart... "I 'do' however have to obey my father's commands. It is hard to imagine, me commanding over 'him'."

Eihwa however interjects to this... "Ora adesso... Lord Aleaic lorded over his own father... um... Terrai, I believe was the name, for many years, prior to our days here."

Imladris blinks at that, as Lind looks back, with a measured side long glance of disgust (sorta,) "It is all ill enough, that I allow you to lord over me. Intolerable, as all such is."

"You're welcome." Imlade cracks back, and about gets his own melon cracked open, when Lind actually makes to do just that, that Imladris BARELY blocks of an overhead attack, with her Axe to boot!" About anyone else nearby, just scattered all about, like crazy! Eihwa just shakes her head. "Povero, povero Eccellenza." ...with a giggle.

The spiel is ended outright however, as another familiar sight to the Council, suddenly arrives, as Imladris notes off his left... "Eh? Peorth?"

Behind her, he sees Yurika and Akito, Lind noting and pulling back her 'assault', as Peorth reaches first, ever to her 'speed' as Councilor of Foreign Affairs... she reaches, her dark brown, ponytail low hair, under a shorter cut crown of same tresses, fluttering as much as her usually 'open' choice of cloth, this time at least, a loincloth that matched her peach-earthy colored gown, (not so much the same, for her black colored corset, cleavage anyone?) ...this as she makes a hard stop, as she floats... "Votre Excellence! We have..." ...this before the 'rest' of them feel it, Imladris now just as AGHAST, to the point that when Yurika and Akito screech to a mid air halt, before him... "How the LIGHT can that even happen?!?!"

Yurika then informs... "It may be 'someone' that we all know, upon her own antics again."

Imladris looked over at Lind, now just as business in demeanor as he is. He just flat out imparts... "Her attempts to impede us, won't work this time. Is my Fleet on proper alert?"

Yurika blinks... "Yes, though we've never tested the System of merit here. Or demerit even." ...this the imparts, turns into an order. "Risk it. Enough of our Isolation, and the inherit inhibit it causes. prepare Diamond Fleet. We go to assure it could not be 'another' foe we fear above all others, at play here. And Release the Confederacy fleet, on Fold and Warp vectors, to ensure border security. That will be the first step anyway, to the new Expansion Protocols that are coming anyway. In fact, Enact them now please."

Yurika 'feels' suddenly, as if chains of her soul, just got shattered. Akito just braces visibly, as Yurika orders... "ALL POST ISOLATION FLEET PROTOCOLS, ENACT NOW!!! BLANK IT NOW NOW!!!"

Eihwa for one, sure blinks, as Lind just leans over to... "Now you've done it Belove." ...which Imlade just shrugs. "Sure, happiness with responsibility. Now..." ...as he turns around, and bellows 'more' than knowing it's heeding merit. "Now we act like the Empire of Light, we've held back too long, in the coming. We need some new breathing room anyway."

When Lind then reacted, with a 'woot', it made Yurika even stop, and comment, as two Sovereigns depart. (three actually, when Lind gives in completely here soon, it's coming...) "Gee, and I thought I was happy."

Akito just glowers a weird look at Yurika.

After, a LOT of activity was soon to be noticed, from one small corner of the MWCG at large. This as one of the Core Fleets in the Ascendancy, Diamond Fleet, a conglomeration of several Fleets of the A-SSD, BattleStar, Droid-Kushan, Star League, and High Mobile Fleets, into a meshed fleet group, of some five hundred vessels, (not counting vast freakin support,) all began to collect off of the Gaia-Ceii Grand Fleet docks, from in orbit around the Capital World, (you don't know space docks, until one is seen, encompassing over half of an entire planet, not counting Starbase and Support assets... ten years was more than enough time, to recover and entrench everything, from the Civil War, and beyond.

All that was needed, was word on the System, a counter to Lady Creation's powers, no less.

That however, would require...

...meanwhile, the Confederacy Starfleet, a conglomeration, all it's own, of technologies coveted from ancient trade treaties, that allowed Gaian access, Ages ago, to Starfleet, KDF, Romulan, and more asset technology, then now saw countless tens of thousands of vessels, now receive their Release orders, to initially exit past the Blue Core Nebulae barrier zone, as well as start sending mixed patrol fleets, to three separate MWCG Globular Clusters, for probably formal Expansion. These vessel versions, of about every class that Trek buffs know too well, and a few not known of, begin popping out as short distance Warp craft, this until formal Foldspace acknowledgement, was ascertained properly.

in all effect, and others 'not' as openly noticeable, the Isolation, without formal word of any News-net kind, was over.

Just as Creation predicted.

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Tsunami smirks, as thoughts of a 'son', run through a 'father's' mind, this she senses readily. From there then, they listen to the second part of the questioning, and then Aleaic responds back with... "Perhaps we can attest this, on the way to better surroundings." ...this as Aleaic then escorts his guests, out from the docking collar zone, and through to hallways of the Treeship, that now actually begin to look like, walking through the interior of a glowing Tree. Save for flooring, and dynamic display panels that dot the hallways, the rest is a 'fade' away from technological, to something maybe spiritual, or such... (or just an Eco nut paradise, if preferred.) The hallways of the 'walls' and ceilings, all become as if walking through primarily, the insides of gargantuan branches of a tree, all hollowed out, if done so hermetically. Lighting is all handled by the nigh solar emanated interior 'walls', giving sight, as clear as above daylight.

More of this, as the group is taken deeper into the Treeship, rounding corridors of more of the same hallway types, that all are logically aligned, as per a starship of the vast. Aleaic at one point, calls out... "Allow guest passage, off my authority." ...to the Treeship systems, itself. Arashi just quips over at her husband. "You're allowing guests, into the Habitation Zone?"

Aleaic just looks back... "Aeo hasn't had proper guests, in Ages." ...which makes Arashi giggle. This as they then all round another corridor, this one however, that soon 'loses' the ceiling, and then soon the walls, as they 'spread' out, the group soon in all essence, walking down a brightly lit, forested glade path, even the floor, now plain grass. All as if they were on Earth, or any other M-class planet. The sounds of fauna and small wildlife familiar, even reaches the Dornalian's earlobes. Even a light wind, plies freshly across their faces.


Cecilia's first reaction was to marvel in wonder at the walls. In all of her time spent on various vessels, be they submarines, triremes, u-boats, battleships, passenger lines and so on, she had never been aboard a proper ship like the Treeship in front of her. Artificial life support in space being what it was on the ships of other nations, it was not so conspicuous--the Coredian ship she had been on merely had basic items and such. Now, this one...it was something rather different indeed.

She marveled at the trees--such a complete, living landscape inside a single vessel. Gasping in wonder, she immediately reached into her Gladstone bag, and pulled out a small parasol to cover her head. Smiling, she whistled a happy tune, as she walked along with the rest of the team, gazing in wonder. The other ICBA men were likewise amazed, but not as amazed as Cecilia was. Turning to her Gaian hosts, she gasped and exclaimed, "It's amazing! How do you do it!?"

Father Flanagan then poked her and told her, slightly embarassed about his friend's exclamations of flighty joy, "Settle down, Mrs. T. It's not that exciting, is it?"

"My dear Father, I am surprised you aren't more accommodating." Somewhat disappointed, she added, "When you're someone like me, who hasn't been out much and hasn't much left the Earth, you will rest assuredly be amazed by many things. There are so many wonders I haven't discovered yet. Why, I just discovered cloaking devices and spaceships that don't need external boosters."

"Right." Father Flanagan then added, "They don't have a gift shop, you know," sarcastically.

"Oh hush. I have my own ways of getting souvenirs." With that unamused tone, Cecilia opened the Gladstone and then grabbed a somewhat elderly looking camera--a 1960s vintage Leica SLR camera that had a fading "Associated Press" tag on it--from her belongings and began snapping images of the inside, as well as the meeting. With a keen photographer's eye, she aimed the Leica precisely and snapped images of the wonders around her, including the meeting. "Good thing I brought extra film."

------------

As that was going on, Mikhailov was busy discussing...business....with Aleaic's people.

All the meanwhile, Aleaic explains... "Apologies, but 'Excellency' may not have been the proper term here, for my status. I am merely at this time, a Representia of the Powers. I have no standing governance, of my former realm. I suppose I am Ronin of the realm I still attach myself to, if only as per historics, if anything else. My wives... " ...his hands and head noted to the teal tressed, nigh goddess in person... "My wife, First Lady Excellency Tsunami Rose Masaki-Kerensky." ...then to the raven tressed, kimono lass, also a nigh goddess... "...my other wife, second Lady Excellency Arashi Karu Kerensky." ...and to the silver tressed glory, dressed more formally of a gown, matching her hair and eyes... "...and my other wife, Third Lady Excellency, Jennifer Sara Kerensky."


"All relation." ...all three wives 'remark' at once, which makes Aleaic blink his eyes weirdly, but then shrugs it off....


Mikhailov simply nodded and went, "Apologies, sir. You don't mind at least being called 'sir,' then?" Upon being introduced to Tsunami, Arashi and Jennifer, the ICBA officer put his PDA to the side and executed the usual Dornalian pleasantries for meeting womenfolk--namely, with a respectful bow, and a polite "Ladies. Pleased to meet you." Upon the last quote, he smiled a bit, and went, keeping his tact, "Figures that would be the case."

-----------------------

His mind turns to the latter of the questioning. "And no injuries or such. whom you see here, is the 'crew', though... oh... good timing." ...as eyes then see, as they pass out of the glade path, they then enter a formal mountain valley, easily a hundred kilometers across, in every direction seen. It's like being in Switzerland in summer, with snow frosted mountain chains, lining all around the 'valley'. Afar, further below into the valley, a small (only six kilometers across,) Tree Palace, with gleaming white diamond structures, of all serene, carved types of structures, surrounding the Palace, in essence, a city of decent note, down below. (All stocked too.) Around the Palace, a well farmed valley, with a river running through to the 'east' of the Palace city, demonstrates activity. What 'kind' is vectored away from, as Aleaic's pronouncement sees the 'other' primary crew arrive, as Aeo arrives, a being of feminine humanoid format, made of simply... light. Nothing more. Gowned as she is, Aeo then informs on her arrival, in a truly ethereal voice. ": ~ My Lord. All Systems are are now fully operational. No after effects from Lady Creations effects upon me, to report."

Three Lady Excellencies then make a visible sigh of relief, before Aleaic nods back to [i]Aeo, before then introducing to the Dornalians... "This is Aeo, the Avatar format, of the Tree Core of this ship. She's an ascended format of the Tree, hence able to take up avatar format." ...this as the truly dynamic and alive looking Aeo, just bows to the Dornalians.

Aleaic answers another part of the questioning, to a vector towards Aeo instead. "So no further problems? How's the Fold engines, after what we got thrown a ride on?"

": ~ They were taxed by two such short charged Fold Jumps. They will need a proper day to recover, before their use again. ~ :"


Mikhailov wrote down nonchalantly what Aleaic said, as a bureaucrat would, before he stopped and noticed it got a bit...different. Looking up and around, he then saw snowcapped mountains and the valley below, his eyes growing as big as saucers. He struggled to keep his grip on his PDA--once he saw he was abotu to drop it, he muttered, "Shit" to himself and picked it back up. His men got a good chuckle out of it, and MIkhailov just shot them a dirty look. Seeing Cecilia was now the unofficial photographer for the mission, he admonished her, "I hope this image doesn't leak out."

"Oh, don't worry. It's for my collection."

"It better be."

Walking onwards, Aleaic then greeted Aeo, and Cecilia snapped a picture of the exact moment. Now she had seen everything, and went, "Is that what I think it is?"

"Well, Mrs. T, I think he's going to explain." Father Flanagan motioned for her to listen, as Al explained and Aeo bowed. Cecilia turned to Father Flanagan, and went, "Intriguing. So she's a projection of some sort?"

"Well, not so much a spiritual projection as a technomagical one, it would seem," Father Flanagan clarified. Cecilia raised eyebrows and went, "It would seem a lot has changed in my absence."

"Well, I wouldn't say that." Flanagan continued, going, "Not many people can do this. Heck, our military can only summon holograms with weight and solid nature. These guys clearly are a cut above."

"No doubt."

Cecilia's photographic odyssey would now pick up in earnest. She snapped images of everyone, and everything now, about to begin a story about Switzerland....

Aleaic nods, and looks back at his interrogating hosts. "Guess no trouble, but we're stuck here, for the moment. Though..." ...he considers, but shrugs it off... "...we might get company of my old fellows. No guess to when."

"Shoulda been here already." Tsunami remands that, Aleaic looks in confusion. "Wonder why that is. Angelhawk Wings tend to attract attention from Gaians. Huh." ...before he then finishes to the final question, with a good sneer. "As to how we got here. Well... let's say we have our own divine providence, one we'd like to drop like a lead rock into a Singularity, before throwing 'that', into a Galactic Singularity. As it is, we went for a ride, and here we are.

We mean no harm." ...Aleaic says at the last. This as he then eyes above, to the other detail of this expansive zone, one that had no right (normally) existing within only a Corvette sized starship. Nevermind the sight of a blue, puffy clouded, dotted sky, that above 'that', was space, and sight of Ledge Light, and the Dornalian border, 'above' their sight. This just in time to then see CRS Chakri Naruebet arrive. Aleaic blinks in seeing, same for his wives. "Big ship."

Aeo then receives, and informs... ": ~ We are being contacted, My Lord. ~ :" ...and then wipes a glowing white, holo-display, one to her own right, that curves about her simply, as she then 'opens' ship intercoms, and from such...


Mikhailov then nodded and acknowledged the reality of the Aeo's situation, going, "Right. Well, we can offer to tow you to the nearest port for supplies, whatnot, and offer what assistance we can...."

Looking up at the monitor and seeing the blips and such indicating the arrival of the "Chakram," he then went with a frown, "...after we deal with the Supreme Commander first."

The message of the Supreme Commander came out, and Mikhailov looked at Al when he asked if there was anything else. Mikhailov simply shook his head and went, "Nope, that will be all for now. I can fill out the rest of the report---"

And then, with a shimmer, Supreme Commander Wachowski appeared, with her retainer holding the Valkyrian Axe at shoulder arms. With a nod, he passed it to the Supreme Commander, who then bowed, going, "I am Supreme Commander Katarzyna Wachowski. And, I believe you look familiar."

Cecilia of course, looked at Al and then looked at Wachowski, and thought to herself, "I dunno. I think she may be slightly mistaken."
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Aeo blinks when she hears herself described. And then reacts rather excitedly... ": ~ Excuse me! I'm no hologram! ~ :" ...said a bit loudly. Aleaic blinks over and teases... "But you look so alive, for a hologram." ...which makes Aeo just throw a very REAL fit at him! ": ~ Can it Master! ~ :" ...before reactively realizing herself, then proactively apologizing with a bow in further reaction. This just makes the three Lady Excellencies giggle, which turns the 'being of light', towards a more rubicon color of light. For a moment anyway.

Aleaic then turns back to the ICBA officers quickly... "Oh, we're fine on supplies. The vessel stores, replicators, and reserves, nevermind the farms here, are all self sufficient for us, for a good century of stockpiled use. Oh..." ...as he points to the 'city' below... "...and there 'is' a gift shop down there. Somewhere."

"That's right. Sir." ...Jennifer teases, which makes Aleaic feel both old, and weird. Aleaic just refrained from speaking of the fact, that Jennifer was once Aleaic's Nanny, when he was a child. All like another universe ago, that was. Anywho...

Eyes then turn to the arrival of their formal hosts, as a teleport beam deposits the Supreme Commander, and her aide, the Axe on seeing it, Aleaic and his 'crew', all gasp reflexively at the sight.

"So it's true..." ...Tsunami remarks more openly, than she intended. This before a good sigh, comes from Aleaic, the others noting that the Representia, has adopted a somewhat sad facade. This after 'seeing' the memory that the Axe is still imprinted with, within it's sentient 'soul'. The relative same, that Synthetics of the Gaian Landsdrad all have. Hence, Aleaic, not having been present for the Civil War, 'knows', all too well now. Such is the interconnected nature, of everything touched by the Hikari Power.

"So 'that' is what happened. Such a lesson indeed." ...this a moment of stillness, passes over the lot, this before Arashi literally nudges in. "Now now, my dear one. It 'was' a part of your Plan, after all."

"Yeah, great plan. Condemnations all around." Aleaic comically moans out, this before Tsui just elbows Aleaic back into realization, as he 'knows', and finally responds properly to the Supreme Commander. Aleaic bows and reintroduces himself, and his wives again. However he then adds... "I... believe you are mistaken. No offense, but... hmm..." ...he stops, given billions of years, had passed, since his own actual last contact, with anyone from Dornalian space. He isn't certain. And that triggers...

"(So... all those years. It has made me unsure of everyone elses existence, even to the point of induced amnesia... of a fashion. Hmm...

...and the 'why' of the Plan. Hmm...
)" ...this before he just shrugs, missing the saddened looks of his wives faces, before he just imparts back to SC Wachowski. "Anyway, welcome to my ship. I wonder, are you all caring for a drink? I was escorting these prior hosts..." ...ala the ICBA crew, and guest attachment... "...to the Palace down there, for such. I imagine there are more questions to be had, from there."

-----

At the same time, a bunch of teleporter beams, a lot of ships, and a hecka lotta action, were all abuzz, in a realm that suddenly was acting all like, a beehive that just for swatted a few times, with a large stick. (one apparently hundreds of light-years wide and long.)

...fun times were a-coming folks.

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Gaian Ascendancy wrote:Aeo blinks when she hears herself described. And then reacts rather excitedly... ": ~ Excuse me! I'm no hologram! ~ :" ...said a bit loudly. Aleaic blinks over and teases... "But you look so alive, for a hologram." ...which makes Aeo just throw a very REAL fit at him! ": ~ Can it Master! ~ :" ...before reactively realizing herself, then proactively apologizing with a bow in further reaction. This just makes the three Lady Excellencies giggle, which turns the 'being of light', towards a more rubicon color of light. For a moment anyway.

Aleaic then turns back to the ICBA officers quickly... "Oh, we're fine on supplies. The vessel stores, replicators, and reserves, nevermind the farms here, are all self sufficient for us, for a good century of stockpiled use. Oh..." ...as he points to the 'city' below... "...and there 'is' a gift shop down there. Somewhere."

"That's right. Sir." ...Jennifer teases, which makes Aleaic feel both old, and weird. Aleaic just refrained from speaking of the fact, that Jennifer was once Aleaic's Nanny, when he was a child. All like another universe ago, that was. Anywho...


Father Flanagan raised an eyebrow, and with a grin, went, "Well, then." Being a relatively thirty-somethingish young man who had counseled a lot of families, he had seen all sorts of family dynamics, some ugly, some sweet, some in between. This fell in the Sweet category, with a tinge of amusing. It reminded him of some of the parishioners the Archbishop had him take care of down at Social Services.

Cecilia, meanwhile, chuckled softly and with a genteel demeanor, pausing from her photographic journey to note, "It seems the old saying is true. Speak of someone's shadow, and they shall appear."

Father Flanagan looked at his charge and went, eyebrow raised, "Mrs. Tadanobu--isn't that speak of the devil and he shall appear? I remember the idiom going something like that."

Seeking to clarify her words, Mrs. Tadanobu went, "Well, that's how the Japanese say it anyway. I learned it was I was visiting the islands years ago...are you familiar with a Saigo Takamori?"

Father Flanagan held up his hand, motioning her to pause. His countenance bore an expression that was eager to avoid a long, rambling story involving ancient travels and secret kung fu moves. Amusing as they were, this was neither the time nor place to learn how Cecilia Tadanobu had defeated Saigo Takamori in a sword duel. Diplomacy was afoot.

"I....think you mentioned that story already."

"Ah, I see."

With that, Mrs. Tadanobu went back to documenting events, as Mikhailov noted Al's reply with a simple pen scribble on his PDA, and some amusement.

"I see. Given the fact you've somehow managed to fit an entire agricultural paradise and city in here...the question of aid and such may have been superfluous. But, you know bureaucrats. They gotta have everything in the tickboxes checked off. It's that, or your salary gets taken down a peg...."

Eyes then turn to the arrival of their formal hosts, as a teleport beam deposits the Supreme Commander, and her aide, the Axe on seeing it, Aleaic and his 'crew', all gasp reflexively at the sight.

"So it's true..." ...Tsunami remarks more openly, than she intended. This before a good sigh, comes from Aleaic, the others noting that the Representia, has adopted a somewhat sad facade. This after 'seeing' the memory that the Axe is still imprinted with, within it's sentient 'soul'. The relative same, that Synthetics of the Gaian Landsdrad all have. Hence, Aleaic, not having been present for the Civil War, 'knows', all too well now. Such is the interconnected nature, of everything touched by the Hikari Power.

"So 'that' is what happened. Such a lesson indeed." ...this a moment of stillness, passes over the lot, this before Arashi literally nudges in. "Now now, my dear one. It 'was' a part of your Plan, after all."

"Yeah, great plan. Condemnations all around." Aleaic comically moans out, this before Tsui just elbows Aleaic back into realization, as he 'knows', and finally responds properly to the Supreme Commander. Aleaic bows and reintroduces himself, and his wives again. However he then adds... "I... believe you are mistaken. No offense, but... hmm..." ...he stops, given billions of years, had passed, since his own actual last contact, with anyone from Dornalian space. He isn't certain. And that triggers...

"(So... all those years. It has made me unsure of everyone elses existence, even to the point of induced amnesia... of a fashion. Hmm...

...and the 'why' of the Plan. Hmm...
)" ...this before he just shrugs, missing the saddened looks of his wives faces, before he just imparts back to SC Wachowski. "Anyway, welcome to my ship. I wonder, are you all caring for a drink? I was escorting these prior hosts..." ...ala the ICBA crew, and guest attachment... "...to the Palace down there, for such. I imagine there are more questions to be had, from there."


Wachowski looked a little surprised that she was a bit mistaken. She could have sworn that the Gaians in front of her were the same ones she had met years ago, as a younger Admiral working under C.B.T. De Bruyn, father of the Modern Navy. Something had to have happened, and it likely involved all the dimensional crossing they did. Still, they recognized the axe well enough. Handing it back to her aide, the man shouldered it and Wachowski simply said with a nod, "Well, yes. At the very least, a drink would be in order. And then, some questions, namely ones of identity, what happened, et cetera."

As Al and the others led the Dornies down to the palace, Cecilia skipped to the side of the Supreme Commander, and she saluted the old Pole in the Polish manner and spoke to her in perfect, albeit old-sounding, Polish.

"You have need of my assistance, Supreme Commander?"

Wachowski looked now more surprised than ever--the Gaians not recognizing her was the first of many, it would seem. Wachowski replied back in her own Polish tongue, a bit more modernized, "It would seem so, Madame Tadanobu. And why are you talking like that?"

The old woman laughed and continued, moving to less stilted and more naturalistic Polish speech.

"My apologies. My Polish is a bit rusty. I haven't had much chance to use it; now I have a chance to with an actual speaker. I keep forgetting it's evolved since I had interviewed Marshal Pilsudski. He was a bit of a stickler for proper speech, among other things."

Somewhat disbelieving what Mrs. T had just said, Wachowski looked at Father Flanagan and asked the priest in English, "You are..."

"Father Joseph Flanagan, Society of Jesus and one of the few people Mrs. Tadanobu has had regular contact with besides her family, until recently."

"A Jesuit." Pausing, she went, "Tell me, did this woman just say she knew the long-since-dead Marshal Jozef Pilsudski, one of the men responsible for the revival of the Polish State?" Skeptical as her tone was, it was also curious.

To that, all Flanagan could muster, "Before you say anything ma'am, there is a high likelihood this woman does know Jozef Pilsudski. She's been around, and has the documentary evidence to prove it."

"Ah."

Turning to Mrs. Tadanobu, Wachowski returned to Polish and asked politely but firmly, "Now, what was it you wanted to say to me?"

"Something tells me these people have done things, involving time, space or otherwise. I can't quite put my finger on it. Put I know something's up, and that's why that man didn't recognize you. His words seemed to suggest some sort of time has passed since he last visited this realm...a considerable amount. Some sort of memory loss, or amnesia. Or he could be that science fiction concept I know well, having visited other realms before, a similar person from another dimension. I'll keep working on it, but be alert for any slips."

Wachowski now gave Mrs. Tadanobu a look that spoke volumes as to how random and bizarre that just sounded. She then paused, and then mulled it over, recalling her previous knowledge of Gaian-kind, which was admittedly looking out of date, and then realizing Mrs. T may have had a point, even if it was through a roundabout, mystical measure. She then said to the old woman, "Well, these people do have considerable command of dimensional travel and manipulation, that has been documented. I will keep an eye out for anything which may be affecting them and react accordingly in my speech. Thanks for the tip."

"
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"New Dornalia, a living example of anomalous civilizations."-- Phoenix Conclave
"Your nation has always been ridiculous. But it's endearing."--Skaugra
"It's a magical place where chinese cowboys ply the star lanes to extract vast wealth from trade, where NORINCO isn't just an arms company, but an evil bond villain type conglomerate that hides in other nations. Where the apocalypse happened, and everyone went "huh, that's neat" and then got back to having catgirls and starships."-- Olimpiada
"...why am I space China, and I don't have actual magic animals, and you're space USA, and you do? This seems like a mistake." --Roania, during a discussion on wildlife.

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Postby Gaian Ascendancy » Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:24 pm

Diamond Fleet was prepared.

Imladris walked to the Ascendancy Class A-SSD Command Platform, trailed in close measure, by Lind and Eihwa, standing upon it, before it detaches from the connecting Command Center walkway of white diamond, (and other materials commonly uncountable,) as the floating command 'seat', the circumference fifteen meters all around, filled with all centralized command technology necessary, has Imladris call out from it, into the VAST open aired, cavernous Command Over-bridge, to a waiting crew. "All Commands prepare to Hot Fold to the last known coordinates of 'our' Father and Lord." ...which makes Lind trade a silent look with Eihwa. Imladris adds in... "Prepare the necessary Countermeasures."

"Will it actually work?" Eihwa 'has' to say aloud, in rather plain a format. Imladris speaks, hoping probably against hope, that his words and thoughts, aren't already betrayed, and all without looking back. "Making it work, only requires a distraction of against whom, is behind such an impossible act. Preventing actual transition to a second dimensional state, a requirement of Fold space travel for us, requires 'too' much power and knowledge to pull off. Especially when it affects our entire Starfleet.

Only one person could possibly do that, that we know of, is ever present. Such I have asked the Trees permission for this act."

Lind nods, going off of what is intended. "Then we proceed, knowing we will piss off a goddess."

"Indelibly. I already am." Imladris looks back at Lind with. Lind just nods.

Eihwa just eyes them both. "Oh, she can get a occhiata, but not mi?"

Lind just raspberries Eihwa back in turn, which Lind about instantly regrets, as Eihwa suddenly leans into her, a bit too close for comfort! "Oh? You want to be affascinante, do ye?" ...which quickly turns into Lind trying to wrench a glomming 'white goddess', off of her! Imladris, better than to comment, just turns around, and calls out into overcomms... "Status?"

A set of holo-images, from most of the Council... well... all of em... pop up, as Yurika just cutely quips, as her holo-image just engorges upon her own screen. ": Why rush My Lord? It all looks so friendly. :"

Imladris just grinds... "Status..."

Akito and Ifurita, in each turn... ": About a minute for drives to be properly charges. All Systems on standby. :" ... ": Boarding parties ready, if required. Teleporter burn-in charges prepped. :" ...the latter from Ifurita, a special tactic format of technology, that used a teleport beam, as an actual 'weapon', to burn past nigh any known teleporter scramblers, as 'units' (aka soldiers,) were sent as unique forms of data burst packets, along with enough energy to just 'burn' through any Jammer screens, the said energy literally taking the 'brunt' of the interference screens, allowing the 'packages' within the energy cocoon, of a form, to usually get through the screens. This tactics deliberately meant safeties for Teleporter units, were off, and the high risk of descrambilization, was very dire and real, as well as accepted.

And in this case, the object was worth ALL of their lives. Hence... ": I will lead the boarding party myself. :" ...Ifurita adds. Imladris know all too well, arguments like this already worn out, in favor of what was most important. Such was the days now, of what edginess did to the Gaian mindset of life. "My father wouldn't approve. I do. All Commands prepare off this Mark!" ...Imladris pushes through with, as the Fleet prepares, the next few minutes all for locking down systems, for... who knows what.

"This is a new one." Imladris admits. Lind and Eihwa both stop their tryst, as professionalism saturates the air of the entire Fleet.

And from there....

-----

Another fleet was prepared, it too waiting for preparations. This version of the 'Ascendancy', was going off relative data, and... trust... something rare for a Juraian Ascended Lord to swallow...

-----

The Twilight version of 'Ascendeds', were more baffled for the moment. All they could do, was set their drives at standby, and auto-jump, as soon as whatever was affecting them, ended.

-----

Aleaic for one, looked up, past the growing Serengeti tree like canopy, of the Palace Tree, as they drew closer within an actual city, towards the star-scape above the terrestrial looking one, wondering to himself... 'Odd we haven't had arrivals yet. I 'know' they have likely detected, our actions. However unintended they are."

Tsunami, closest in heart, and distance to Aleaic, remarks to him openly... "I 'know' we have met these Dornalians before. Or... the Commander... Wachowski... of most note."

Aleaic just sighs, being somewhat ambiguous in speaking, looking down somewhat, both of his head, and his soul... "It would be easier, without all those years in the way, of memory. Hence why I have done, what I 'did' do, that our story now lives through." ...this Tsunami blinks, as Aleaic nods, adding with further unease... "It is a miracle the DA didn't use time itself, as the weapon of choice instead, rather than the Dark Rip. Or... well... still we are here. Back in the same Dimensional Frequency and Temporal note, if only a good century removed from whence we left for..." ...the word Antara falling from his lips, such as they pass into a Palace zone, that looks like a street level area, one with structures for shoppes and business all alike, as the Palace Tree roots, intermingle serenely, with the area. The feel of soft wind, flows around, a few alien birds, a few not from Alpha Dimension, at all, flying about them, as Aleaic then speaks to stop his spiel of, looking at Tsunami sadly...

"After all... losing memory of even you, was too much allow 'that' timeline, to even remain as was. Hence... well..." ...he stops, before his ancient tinges of Depression, spoke for him, too far. This as they all enter a clear 'restaurant' center, as now, everywhere one looks, is storefronts of elegant, ascendancy format, that Aleaic then speaks up of... "Okay... here we are. Time for lunch." ...as he has them all stop, in an area, that has a strange 'roundabout' park, as if meant for city style traffic, the said eateries all around, meshed with white, blue, and regular colored grass parks, where holograms, holo-displays, statues of angelic, avian, and more mode, dot all around, and where a good shade, upon a 'glowing' 'city', from the Tree canopy, gives all sight and feel, that where only until now, enough souls were about, to give it all purpose.

Aleaic then turns around, and imparts... "Okay. Enter any... er... establishment, and the holo-servants will take whatever order you wish for. Drinks or even nourishment." ...this the Gaians now turned hosts, offer so freely, smiles added, as Arashi adds... "Good luck finding a dietary palate, that this ship's convenience, cannot append to. We 'did' scan you, and your ships, to ensure this, while we've been walking along." ...this last, probably shocking to hear, as there had been 'no' openly invasive scans, noted of their Dornalian persons, up to this noted point.

This unless, one thinks of in formats of, being within a living body, that kept track of all functions inside of it. It gets 'interesting' to think of, from there.

All whit is held off of further, as Jennifer just calls out... "I want a Kesurrine Burger and crispy fries!" ...of a format of beef, alien, and savory as heck, as much as tender as Kobe a version.

"Sweet pork-lamb here!" ...Arashi in turn, of an 'evolves' Japanese cuisine mesh. (Literally.) Tsunami just offers instead. "I'll make lunch for us today then." ...this Aleaic blinks over... "Still cooking for others, eh?" ...this Tsui walks by, and hip bumps Aleaic, nearly toppling him over!

-----

The cordon was now thousands of Confederacy vessel 'deep', as almost the entire Blue Core Nebulae complex, was 'blanketed' by Starships, of a Warp nature.

From there, further patrol groups, began filtering out, towards stars and systems, all around the Complex. Others began initial, long range forays, toward the targeted Globular Clusters.

The activity would have been heavier, if not for the strange interdiction field. Or whatever it is.

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Postby New Dornalia » Mon Aug 27, 2012 6:54 pm

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"After all... losing memory of even you, was too much allow 'that' timeline, to even remain as was. Hence... well..." ...he stops, before his ancient tinges of Depression, spoke for him, too far. This as they all enter a clear 'restaurant' center, as now, everywhere one looks, is storefronts of elegant, ascendancy format, that Aleaic then speaks up of... "Okay... here we are. Time for lunch." ...as he has them all stop, in an area, that has a strange 'roundabout' park, as if meant for city style traffic, the said eateries all around, meshed with white, blue, and regular colored grass parks, where holograms, holo-displays, statues of angelic, avian, and more mode, dot all around, and where a good shade, upon a 'glowing' 'city', from the Tree canopy, gives all sight and feel, that where only until now, enough souls were about, to give it all purpose.

Aleaic then turns around, and imparts... "Okay. Enter any... er... establishment, and the holo-servants will take whatever order you wish for. Drinks or even nourishment." ...this the Gaians now turned hosts, offer so freely, smiles added, as Arashi adds... "Good luck finding a dietary palate, that this ship's convenience, cannot append to. We 'did' scan you, and your ships, to ensure this, while we've been walking along." ...this last, probably shocking to hear, as there had been 'no' openly invasive scans, noted of their Dornalian persons, up to this noted point.

This unless, one thinks of in formats of, being within a living body, that kept track of all functions inside of it. It gets 'interesting' to think of, from there.

All whit is held off of further, as Jennifer just calls out... "I want a Kesurrine Burger and crispy fries!" ...of a format of beef, alien, and savory as heck, as much as tender as Kobe a version.

"Sweet pork-lamb here!" ...Arashi in turn, of an 'evolves' Japanese cuisine mesh. (Literally.) Tsunami just offers instead. "I'll make lunch for us today then." ...this Aleaic blinks over... "Still cooking for others, eh?" ...this Tsui walks by, and hip bumps Aleaic, nearly toppling him over!


Cecilia looked at the wondrous mini-city, and gasped. Looking at the land around and snapping images with her Leica, she marveled at this little slice of paradise...and then, decided to quickly take advantage of the offer. Wandering to the food attendant, she smiled and asked for a jar of green tea and a cup of freshly brewed tea, with some cookies on the side.

As her request was fulfilled, Father Flanagan walked up to the counter and ordered a bacon-wrapped hotdog and a coke, and joined Cecilia at a small table in the park, and ate. Cecilia did not fail to notice.

"You eat too many of those, my dear Joseph. You're going to have a heart attack."

"Well, I exercise enough. When you have the Archbishop as a sparring partner, that's more than enough. Besides, it's not everyday an advanced civilization let's you dine on the house," Father Flanagan went with a smile as he ate. "Besides, I don't get these as often as you seem to think I do."

"So you say," Cecilia said, "But, still, you've been bringing them a lot more home recently."

As she was about to continue, from her seat, she noticed Aleaic nearly falling over.

Without hesitation--and despite Father Flanagan's surprise and alarm--her "Good Citizen" side went into action. She immediately rushed to stabilize the ex-Excellency with some aplomb, quickly speeding to prevent an embarrassing pratfall. As she did so, however, she didn't so much run to stabilize him as glide with a sort of shuffle, wuxia style, and push her hand out, arresting his descent with some sort of gentle force and putting him back upwards very gently without even laying a hand on him. Her fluid movements suggested more than mere telekinesis, as she moved with the agility and grace of a tai chi master.

Smiling, she got back up, dusting herself off, her Edwardian "mary poppins in white" getup fluttering as if a sudden breeze was there to make her that much more striking.

Turning to Aleaic, she said, "Oh my. I hope you're alright."

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As the two were doing their thing, Wachowski was noting the information she had just learned with a raised eyebrow and some curiosity. First of all, it was clear Mrs. Tadanobu was indeed somewhat right--the effects of time were having their toll somehow on the people in front of them, although in what way the Supreme Commander couldn't exactly tell. But, her coup d'oeil--that commander's eye for examining the situation and reacting accordingly--ensured she kept an eye on that, just as the Gaians had scanned the crews for their favorite meals.

For that matter, she was curious and somewhat worried. How did those scans go unnoticed? Turning to her aide, she then pulled up her PDA, and made some notes in her files. She'd have to have DARPA find out ways to combat such things.

As she went to the restaurant, she secured a bread bowl of sour rye soup, and sat down with her aide, who secured a simple sandwich, and ate. Noting her observations on the notepad, she began to draw up a list of questions to ask her hosts. Namely, observations on their observations of the axe, etc. When the Gaians would get cleaned up with their shenanigans, and when Wachowski finished her soup, enjoying it and not wolfing it down like her predecessor, De Bruyn was wont to do, she would get up, wipe her mouth off, and rendezvous with Aleaic, aide and ax in tow.
"New Dornalia, a living example of anomalous civilizations."-- Phoenix Conclave
"Your nation has always been ridiculous. But it's endearing."--Skaugra
"It's a magical place where chinese cowboys ply the star lanes to extract vast wealth from trade, where NORINCO isn't just an arms company, but an evil bond villain type conglomerate that hides in other nations. Where the apocalypse happened, and everyone went "huh, that's neat" and then got back to having catgirls and starships."-- Olimpiada
"...why am I space China, and I don't have actual magic animals, and you're space USA, and you do? This seems like a mistake." --Roania, during a discussion on wildlife.

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