Voyage into the Stars (FT, INTRO, OPEN)

[Jeraddo]

James listened to the transmission from the Grokin ship, nodded to comms and responded.
"Yes we've spoken to them, they are aggressive, but at the moment I beleive I've calmed them down" James replied "They are planning to send a Ambassador to my ship...

[Lazuril]

OOC: I hope it isn't too late to hope in?
The L.S.S. Plato was deep in the atmosphere of a gas giant, surveying the contents of the atmosphere. The Plato was a Pioneer class ship hoping to record scientific data and make first contact.

"Captain, we've cleared the atmosphere." said the helmsman.

"Phew," said Captain Floyd. "That was some dangerous work. Now I'm sure everyone on this ship would like some break before we continue."

"Sir, sensors are picking up three new vessels in the area, type unknown." announced the science officer.

Dang,, thought the captain. This day will be longer than I thought. "Very well, broadcast this messages on all frequencies."

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Good day. We are the Lazuri. We come in peace. We wish to learn about the galaxy in which we reside in and coexist peacefully with its inhabitants.

[The Xzarian Union]

James nodded thoughtfully, the sitution had, thankfully, de-escalated a degree and things were proceeding normally once more. He ordered his yeoman to bring him a strong Coffee as he nodded to the Comms Officer.
"That would be acceptable, we'll prepare for your ambassadors arrival"

The Dumari continued to tap the pad widening the communication, subspace band.

'It is acceptable then, he will arrive shortly.'

Two soldiers stepped through the corridors of the cruiser, clicking through to the ambassador's chambers. The sliding door released it's pressure and slid open. The ambassador was sitting alone, listening to Xzarian opera, and reading the latest ethics novel. He stood in some confusion at the two armed soldiers standing in the doorway.

'Is there some problem officers?' the ambassador responded curiously.

'No sir, and we are sorry to disturb you at such an hour. We however, have a diplomatic situation. Please come to the shuttle hanger. You are needed on the alien vessel.' The senior officer responded.

'Ah right away my friends.'

The two armed escorts, and the diplomatic officer clicked down the hall to the nearby elevator, which quickly boosted the three Xzarians to the hanger bay. As the men entered the bay, five maintenance crew workers opened the shuttle door. The ambassador and the soldiers stepped inside, and began the launch protocols.

The force field door of the bay deactivated, and the diplomatic shuttle craft shot out of the bay. Heading towards the Jeraddoian vessel, it hailed and waited for a response to allow it to enter...

[Jeraddo]

Major Anderson and his Marines were once again waiting for the delagation to arrive, and once more to insist that they leave their weapons on their shuttlecraft, with a species as aggresive as them, there was no way in hell that they were going to be allowed on the vessel armed. Anderson looked up and the Dock Controller cleared the incoming shuttle.

[The Xzarian Union]

Major Anderson and his Marines were once again waiting for the delagation to arrive, and once more to insist that they leave their weapons on their shuttlecraft, with a species as aggresive as them, there was no way in hell that they were going to be allowed on the vessel armed. Anderson looked up and the Dock Controller cleared the incoming shuttle.

The shuttle slowed as it's impulse generators cooled. Slowly the shuttle turned and landed on the hard floor of the alien shuttle bay. Stepping out the ambassador motioned not to move to the two Xzarian soldiers that began to follow him. They complied and remained within the shuttle.

Ambassador Slek Vur stepped out, his black cloak dragging on the floor, his dark, deep black eyes corresponded with his circular eye-sockets, on his pale-purple, bony and scaly face.

'Greetings!' the ambassador delightfully boomed.

[Groko]

After he received the Jeraddon reply, Waqora sighed. Well, it's out of my hands. Nodding at his com officer, he sent his reply.

"Roger that. Well, it seems best that we wait until your guests leave before we board. I don't want to intrude or mess up your relations with this new species. This is a delicate situation, and forceful manner may not be needed." He sank into his chair, his hands on his head. The day started so well.

"Captain! We have detected another contact!" The Armory Officer announced in a shocked tone.

Looking up in shock, Waqora ordered immediate scans of the vessels. He pushed himself up from his chair, and had the new vessel up on screen. That design, it looks strangely familiar.

"Captain," the Com Officer announced," we are receiving a transmission from the new contact."

Waqora nodded, and had the message played via the ships intercom.

"Good day. We are the Lazuri. We come in peace. We wish to learn about the galaxy in which we reside in and coexist peacefully with its inhabitants."

Waqora smacked his head. That's it! Lazuri! I just got a transmission from HQ about one of our ships meeting them!

[Jeraddo]

Anderson smiled
"Welcome aboard the Odyssey Ambassador, my name is Major John Anderson and I'll be escorting you up to Captain Smith" He siad polietly "I'm sorry, but i'm going to have to ask for you or any of your entourage to keep any ranged weapon on-board the shuttle, security reasons"

[The Xzarian Union]

Anderson smiled
"Welcome aboard the Odyssey Ambassador, my name is Major John Anderson and I'll be escorting you up to Captain Smith" He siad polietly "I'm sorry, but i'm going to have to ask for you or any of your entourage to keep any ranged weapon on-board the shuttle, security reasons"

'I have non my friends, I cannot stand weapons, such dreadful things they are indeed. You may check if you wish. However, I wish to meet your captain as quickly as possible.'

[Jeraddo]

Anderson nodded and took his scanner from his equiptment belt and quickly scanned the ambassador, once satsified, he nodded and gestured to the door. As they did this, one of the officers in the shuttlebay reported to the Captain that all was going well so far.

[The Xzarian Union]

Anderson nodded and took his scanner from his equiptment belt and quickly scanned the ambassador, once satsified, he nodded and gestured to the door. As they did this, one of the officers in the shuttlebay reported to the Captain that all was going well so far.

The Xzarian clicked behind the men as they led him...

[Lazuril]

Onboard the Plato, the bridge crew maintained a silence.

Captain Floyd was tapping his foot nervously. "Why haven't they responded?" he demanded. "Are they on a stealth mission or something?"
The science officer replied, "I don't think so sir. The 3 ships are all in different configurations, and they appear to be exchanging shuttle crafts. Probably a diplomatic meeting or even first contact perhaps."
Floyd's tongue clicked at the sound of the words first contact.
"But wait.. there appears to be more, one of the ships appears to be Grokon."
Grokon. The name sounded familiar in Floyd's head. He then remembered reading an update sent from home on the progress of the other ships.

[Groko]

OCC: Ok. I'm going to say this once. It's Grokoan or Grokoans.

[Spredronia]

The escape pods were pulled into the hangar bay. Upon arriving, the doors opened and several men exited, wary, dazed, and unaware of their surroundings. One of them muttered, "Where in God's name are we?"

[Rustika]

RUSS Falco

Captain Nikolai watched as the new space ship appeared with the other 2 near the wreckage. The crew were silent as the new ship joined the others. Officer Ford walked up to Captain Nikolai and tapped him on the shoulder Captain Nikolai looked at Ford as Ford performed the standard military salute.

"Captain the new ship's guns are charged."

"Charge the gauss turret and and prepare the torpedo tubes. Hail the new ship to see if they are friend or foe." He looked at the new ship, "You have permission to return fire."

The officer walked away. Nikolai watched as the ships drew closer. Officer Ford walked watched as the gauss turret was readied in case if the new ships was hostile. Captain Nikolai walked too the screen used to hail ships. He ordered an officer to attempt to hail the new armed ship.

[Lazuril]

OOC: My bad, Groko

Floyd scratched his head. "Wait a minute, they were Grokoans." He sighed. "Must be my old brain..."

[Groko]

OCC: Note: I am still waiting for a response from Rustika, and The Xzarian Union ( their ship is still being targeted by my weapons, due to the fact that their weapons are still armed, and I believe pointed at Jeraddo)

[Rustika]

RUSS Falco

Officer Ford watched as Captain Nikolai accepted the hail from the estranged ship. Captain Nikolai sat in his chair as the crew prepared the hail.

EDIT: I'm responding Groko's hail

[Jeraddo]

USSS Odyssey

Anderson led the Ambassador through the ship, officers bracing against the wall as they passed, and the two marines bringing up the rear. Presently they arrived at the conference room, where Captain Smith was already waiting.

USSS Odyssey, Shuttlebay

The men were promptly surrounded by a team of marines that had been observing the escape pod since it had been tractored in. The Marines barked orders for the men to get on the ground, folllowing standard procedure, to ensure that they were not a threat to the ship.

[Rustika]

RUSS Falco

Captain Nikolai saw the Groakons and sent his message
"Greetings we are from Rustika, and have purely pacific reasons. We are purely on an exploration mission, when we saw the wreckage and your ship and the 2 others huddled around the wreckage we wanted to investigate. If you want we can send an emissary onto your ship or visa versa."
Nikolai took a sip of his tea and awaited their response.

[Spredronia]

USSS Odyssey

Anderson led the Ambassador through the ship, officers bracing against the wall as they passed, and the two marines bringing up the rear. Presently they arrived at the conference room, where Captain Smith was already waiting.

USSS Odyssey, Shuttlebay

The men were promptly surrounded by a team of marines that had been observing the escape pod since it had been tractored in. The Marines barked orders for the men to get on the ground, folllowing standard procedure, to ensure that they were not a threat to the ship.

The men got on the ground, and a man who obviously looked heavily wounded fell out of a pod. He coughed blood, got up, and stumbled forward one step before passing out.

One of the men said, "He's heavily injured, we'll explain later, get him a medic!"

[Groko]

RUSS Falco

Captain Nikolai saw the Groakons and sent his message
"Greetings we are from Rustika, and have purely pacific reasons. We are purely on an exploration mission, when we saw the wreckage and your ship and the 2 others huddled around the wreckage we wanted to investigate. If you want we can send an emissary onto your ship or visa versa."
Nikolai took a sip of his tea and awaited their response.

UKS Breaton

Receiving the (Rustikans??) message, Waqora sighed in relief. One hostile ship was enough to deal with without adding another into the mix. Still, the message posed a small problem. Although Waqora wouldn't mind going over to the Rustikan ship, he wondered if the Stellar States Ship would be ready for him before his meeting with the Rustikans was over. Well, it's not like we can't do it later. He stood up from his chair, and sent their reply.

"We would be honored to visit your ship. Although I must bring guards, don't think it reflects views upon you as it is only protocol. Would this be acceptable?"

[Jeraddo]

USSS Odyssey, SHuttlebay

The Marines kept the other under guard on the deck as two mecics appeared and ran over to the wounded person. They quickly stabalised him and activated a transporter Wormhole to take them to the ships sickbay, they actived the security setting so that the Transporter would remove any and all weapons from the wounded person.

USSS Odyssey

James nodded as he listened to the Grokoian message before replying.
"That is acceptable, however they will be required to surrender their weapons upon arrival onboard this ship"

[United Souls and Minds]

(OOC:We are allied to Rustika, and have very advanced EMP and shield technology, if you need to call my race something, it is "the united")
On a test mission for the new Retribution class ship, the scanners picked up a Rustika signal, and Dropped out of warp to say hello and show them the new Class of battleship.

Upon dropping out of warp, their scanners instantly detected three (sorry if I miscounted) unknown ships and one friendly ship.

"Sir, several of the unidentified ships have their weapons and shields powered up, and the Rustika ship is also on alert, what action do we take?" The communication head, Vilhelm, told the captain, his voice sounding slightly distressed.

"Power up the shields to the max, but do not arm any weapons. We don't want this ending in genocide and interplanetary war," Captain Helmut ordered, sitting back in his very soft chair, "and send out this message to all ships that are present."

Greeting to all, we are the United. We wish not to bring grief to any of your species, so please do not open fire. We wish only to establish contact with your species. How ever, if you do open fire, we are very able of defending ourselves and our allies. Do not test our resolve or tolerance.

Our starship:

[Rustika]

RUSS Falco

Nikolai stood up and finished his tea, and sent another message: "It would be fine to have you on our ship You can come now". He stood up and looked at Officer Ford "Officer Ford prepare the entrance their coming onto our ship."
"Yes sir."
"Power down the shields we don't need them now."

[Groko]

USSS Odyssey, SHuttlebay

The Marines kept the other under guard on the deck as two mecics appeared and ran over to the wounded person. They quickly stabalised him and activated a transporter Wormhole to take them to the ships sickbay, they actived the security setting so that the Transporter would remove any and all weapons from the wounded person.

USSS Odyssey

James nodded as he listened to the Grokoian message before replying.
"That is acceptable, however they will be required to surrender their weapons upon arrival onboard this ship"

OCC: Sorry, but I meant for that message to go to Rukista.
p.s. this is just a heads up, but I may start color-coding my ship messages, and thoughts. Just to make them easier to tell apart.

UKS Breaton

Waqora smiled. It seems that there will be something left to salvage of this day after all. He was about to head to the shuttle bay, when his armory officer alerted him to a new ship. Waqora paused, and walked over.

"Their weapons are unarmed?" Waqora asked his Armory Officer.

"Yes, sir." The Officer responded, hitting a few buttons on the console in front of him, "There shields are still powered up, but there weapons don't seem to be active. There shield system is strong, but there don't seem to be any other defenses. In case of a battle, I think that we could take them. Medium Damage. "

Waqora nodded, "Well, let us hope it doesn't come to that, I'd prefer a nice conference instead."

"Captain," the com officer broke in," It seems they are hailing us. I'm running their message through the UT now, shall I play it?"

"Of course." Waqora replied as he checked the time. I don't want to keep the Rustikans waiting. Let's hope this message isn't to long.

"Greeting to all, we are the United. We wish not to bring grief to any of your species, so please do not open fire. We wish only to establish contact with your species. How ever, if you do open fire, we are very able of defending ourselves and our allies. Do not test our resolve or tolerance."

Hmmmm. Waqora thought to himself. "Well, that's a interesting name. The United. Hmmm." He looked at his com officer, "Ok, I want you to send them this ' We are the Grokoans. We are a peaceful, but prepared race. I am not sure what allies you speak of, but if they don't harm us, we won't harm them. My name is Jonathan Waqora. I am the Captain of this vessel, call-sign UKS Breaton. Right now, I am heading over to a diplomatic conference with another ship. Should they accept, I would be honored to meet with you. The coordinates of the ship are attached to this message. Have a pleasant day.'"

"Roger," The com officer replied as she transmitted the message.

"Ok," Waqora said as he turned to leave the bridge. Before he left, he briefly glanced at the Amory officer, letting him know that he was in charge. The ship was still at Condition 2, and would remain that way until it was determined if the Union ship was peaceful.

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5 Minutes Later, on the UKS Breaton

Waqora climbed into the shuttle, activating it's engines. He waited until his guard got in, they opened the shuttle bay via remote control. Maneuvering the shuttle out of the bay, as to avoid scratching the paint, he soon cleared himself of the ship and speeded towards the Falco. Once in range, he requested permission to land.