ATTENTION: Vistora & Endocrine.

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

"You want some food? Please, feel free to help yourself,"

Sola gestures to the vast piles of food upon the ornate table

"As for land, I think the Seeded Swathes will do. It's where we grow a lot of our food, but there is a big patch of land about 500 square kilometers in area that hasn't been used since we destroyed the Flairgrass that we used to cultivate there. Hopefully that works out for you."

[Auricium]

"Yes. We can accommodate ourselves with the subterranea of... terra. It shall work wonderfully."

"Perhaps now you could show us the highlights of your culture?"

The Chiss, by now, was concerned with himself. With his mission essentially accomplished, he could relax, and enjoy himself. Ship, as she was more conveniently known, could handle multiple tasks at once- and was more than capable of managing the establishment of a base while eating, in a corporeal body as well as enjoying some of the more finer... things in life.

Soon, very soon, Auricium would have control of yet another multiversal access point. Such a point was strategically valuable, cutting off pathways into the Empire. They did not need to use gateways like some of the others, as Auricians simply created their own, by very nature of their superluminal drives, their ships could traverse time and the dimensions themselves. Such practices were perfected over time, until it was more than obsolete to use access points, which simply made the total energy cost of travel cheaper- a cost so low now, given the energy output of even the smaller starships. Indeed, a smaller starship below the size of a corvette would be unable to achieve such range, but the majority of the ships in the Empire could.

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

"I am thrilled that we can accomodate you so well, but unfortunately, I cannot play host for the remainder of the day. I have some other matters to attend to, but if you need anything, please just ask Archangel Jinna. She can give you a tour of our beautiful country while I'm away, and help you with any info you need."

Sola stands up from his chair, placing his hands together and kissing the ridge in between in the traditional Endocrine manner of greeting and farewell. He snatches an exotic-looking purple fruit from the table and, while chawing down on it, ligtly strides from the wide banquet hall. Moments later, one of the winged, armored figures returns from its post outside the door. It bows low, plates and pieces sliding from the front mask of its helmet to reveal the face of a young woman. Her features are sharp, her eyes twinkle with a hint of good-natured wit, and a cocky grin sits upon her face.

"Fair greetings, Otherworlders. I am Archangel Jinna, of the Guardian Angels of Gynos. I can provide any information you might desire, or take you on a comprehensive tour of our lands if you so wish."

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

Hellooooo?

[Auricium]

OOC: Sorry, I should have a post up soon, been really busy IRL with school T_T

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

OOC: Sorry, I should have a post up soon, been really busy IRL with school T_T

(OOC) Gawd, I know what that's like. Autumn Quarter starts up on the 30th for me, and it's the first year of my doctorate. No rest for the wicked

[Auricium]

"Yes, a tour would be delightful! Perhaps you could take us to the lands that you allowed us to establish ourselves first? I would be most interested."

Ship, in actuality, was probably more interested in looking at the most attractive of the natives. She had a reputation back in her Home Fleet, and was notorious for certain, antics, a stark contrast to the Captain.

The Captain nodded in concurment. However, he was concerned as to how they would travel. "Are we taking one of your terrestrial vehicles, madame? Or shall we hover instead?"

Most Aurician preferred a combination of hovering and teleporting, land vehicles were long obsolete, mostly used for warfare, if at all. The Empire never really had to unleash ground forces, the mere sight of its navy could induce the surrender of planets without a shot in its neighbouring systems. It was assumed that not many knew of the Empire, as most who were within its reach and ear were isolated, with it expanding and retaining territories throughout multiple dimensions.

Most however, would probably imagine one of great wealth and advancement, famed for its culture and its mysterious rulers, who never traveled outside the Empire, for inexplicable reasons.

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

Jinna shrugs, then pats the massive metallic wings sprouting from the back of her armor.

"I dunno. Thanks to these babies, I can fly, so I guess you can hover along if you want. By the way, Captain, I see your companion eyeing up one of those Knights. Want me to break the ice a bit? Or maybe you don't want to tempt her. Even so, she has good taste."

Jinna points to a young man standing at attention by one of the large structural pillars lining the hall. The white cloth swathing his form does little to hide the rippling muscles of his chest.

[Auricium]

"Thank you. I would much prefer to fly my way around. It is much more convenient for us. As for Ship, she shouldn't be getting into such things so early. We do have work to do after all."

"Aww, I wanted to hang out with him. Can't I?"

"Perhaps, but after we finish our business here. There will be plenty of time after to conduct such affairs. You still have work to do, you know. Once we arrive at the designated zone, you will have to set up camp."

"Jinna, shall we continue?"

The Captain of course, might have been a tad jealous. That was a different story for a different time, however. In fact, as a Chiss, he was mostly unwavering to such demands until his mission was successfully completed, they were raised to put the mission before themselves, it was something cultural about the Aurician Chiss. He did admit that the man was well defined, but he was sure that later on they would find prospects of equal quality, albeit after his and her work were completed.

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

Jinna chuckles.

"Hehehehe, I suppose we'd best get going before the temptation exceeds the resistance. C'mon, just follow me."

The armor-clad Archangel strutted purposeful from the dining hall, wings trailing behind her and automatically swinging and swerving to avoid colliding with any of the architecture. Through wide hallways and grand foyers she trotted, until emerging out onto the gigantic staircase leading down to the Forum Climactica. She cast her eyes to the sky, surveying the magnificent blue expanse before her then crouching low to the ground. One hand was placed onto the smooth marble, and her wings flared out, vast and powerful, behind her. Four powerful jets roared to life, plumes of hot blue flame spewing from their nozzles and searing screams echoing around the entrance deck. Like a bullet from a gun, she sprang from the ground, augmented legs and potent jets propelling her into the sky at an eye-watering rate. A few moments later, a signal reached the watching pair.

"Haha! That never gets old! This way, you two!"

[Auricium]

"Of course."

"What?!?! I wanted to..."

"No. We have to go. There will be plenty more later on."

"Dragging" Ship forward, the Captain pushed on, following the Archangel. Flying, or hovering behind them, he momentarily shielded his face from the hot blue flames spewing out of the nozzles, as the Angel flew past. He was a Chiss, not a Jinaurican, who could withstand immense heat.

It was a busy time in the Empire, and much work had to be done. Admittedly, while nowhere near as busy as some of the others, the Captain was inundated with reports and other commitments that occupied much of his time. Such was the life of a Chiss, dominated by one's family, and career. But he, the Captain, had not yet experienced a higher position, which would undoubtedly require even more work and effort.

^_^ Sorry. Been really busy lately.

[Holy Theocracy of the Endocrine]

Jinna streaks across the sky at blistering speeds, vast swathes of land turning to incoherent blurs of green and blue as the Archangel blasts past the sound barrier, shockwaves pulsating through the air. Soon, the dense foliage of the jungle disappears, replaced by gigantic, endless plains of grain stalks, gently swaying in the wind. Wheat fields and rice paddies are left in the wake of Jinna's screaming jets, until a hint of brown appears over the horizon. A truly enormous tract of rich, fertile brown soil devoid of any plants stretches on as far as the eye could see.

"We used to grow Flairgrass here, until we realized this was too close to the coast and would get drowned by the rain. Now, the farmers keep the soil nice and healthy so that the next crop we plant here can flourish. D'you think this place will serve your purpose well enough?"