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    High orbit over planet Bruschania, Isieles System, 1130 hours,

    The HMS Royal Sovereign, the flagship of the Royal Navy, the flagship of King William V, in drydock in the Shipyard Ring of Bruschania. Fourteen kilometres in length, protected by fifteen feet of plated neosteel with a particle shield as the first line of defense. Armed with twenty-four of the dreaded 300"/25 Mark VI naval coilguns in twelve double turrets. Propelled by the latest fusion engine, the Royal Sovereign was the largest, fastest for its size and most powerful capital ship in the entire Isieles System. Eight of these magnificent titans formed the core of the Royal Navy, along with 63 other 'capital' ships and hundreds of fairly unimportant orbital patrol frigates and corvettes, which combined gave Bruschania unparalled space dominance in its system. Today was the day the Royal Sovereign would take on its most illustrious commander and begin to expand Bruschanian might outside the five planets they controlled in their own system. Today was the day that the King of Bruschania took command of his flagship.

    "OFFICER ON DECK!" snapped the Master Sergeant as the automatic doors of the Royal Sovereign's bridge slid open and in walked King-Emperor William V of the Bruschanian Dominion. On the command, the dozens of bridge officers and marines snapped to attention, rifles at their sides for marines, fists at sides for unarmed men. William was a Windoverian, a superbeing. Though William looked not a day over 30, he had in fact lived for 120 years on the planet. His thick brown hair, lean body and unlined face did not give this impression, it was only in his deep blue eyes that the ordinary Bruschanian could see into the ages of William's life. Though none of them knew it, the Windoverians were a product of a breeding program, done over hundreds of years by a secret society with the aim of producing a family that could properly govern a galactic empire. William was the latest product of this breeding program. His mother and father had been selected for each other, like fine horses, and he had been produced with the hope, like the hope of horse breeders, that he would inherit his parent's virtues. Nobody knew of any of this, certainly not William or his parents. But, just as his parents had been selected, eventually a mate would be selected for him and the program would continue. For now, William V was the King and this was his flagship.

    "As you were," William commanded as he took his seat on a slightly raised dais in the center of the bridge. He settled into it comfortably and held his sheathed lasblade at his side.

    "Sir, all ships are reporting ready for the warp jump. We are go for our first punitive expedition," reported the ship's commander from a chair on the right side of William. The king nodded.

    "Duly noted. Helmsman, signal the Port control to open Drydock Doors D7," William ordered. The youthful lieutenant nodded and relayed the signal. In front of the Royal Sovereign, two massive doors opened up and revealed the great tapestry of space to the bridge crew. William smiled.

    "Undock, power up all main engines and take us out helmsman," the orders continued. Inside the vast chamber containing the Royal Sovereign, there was a great roaring as the fusion engines powerful up and all the 14 kilometre, 2,000,000 ton ship began to move out into the vacuum of space. All around the huge Shipyard Ring that completely encircled Bruschania, similar doors were opened and the squadron that would accompany the Royal Sovereign and the King began to gather near to the flagship. Two Agincourt battleships, four Nelson battleships, nine Temeraire cruisers and a single Ark Royal carrier. All these ships formed a cloud of ships, soaring through space, with the Royal Sovereign in the center and the battleships and cruisers all around.

    "All ships, jump to warp on my mark. You have the coordinates. Beginning countdown: T-minus 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... MARK!" the commander roared, and all the bridge crew were struck by a sudden jolt as the ship activated its warp drive. A silent boom echoed all over the planet, and the squadron was gone.

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    Barely an hour later, the ships dropped from warp and William came, perplexed, onto the bridge, buttoning up his red tunic as he entered and sat down, staring at the main viewscreen which showed several ships of an unknown design

    "What has happened? I was told we would be at high warp for at least two days till we reached our destination?" William asked, narrowing his eyes at the unknown ships.

    "Our scanners picked up those ships. We couldn't just blast through them at warp, or both of us would've been destroyed. So we stopped," The commander reported, chewing on his tongue.

    "What's the matter Horatio? You look nervous," asked the King

    "Sir, the ships are approaching us,"
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    The fleet was assembled in the dark between the stars. Here, on the edge of Imperium space, the Great crusade was beggining in earnest. Seventeen Battle Barges, each one a flagship of one of the Space Marine legions, surrounded the form of the Emperor's flagship, the massive Terra Supremus Cruisers, battleships, and escorts drifted on the perimeter, ensuring the absolute security for the meeting of Mankind's greatest leaders.

    And aboard the bridge of Terra Supremus, were gathered the elite of the elite: The commanders of the Imperial army, a few select champions from each legion, and, of course, the Primarchs and the Emperor himself. It was truly a stirring sight: The Guardsmen, coming barely up to the chest height of the Astartes but nevertheless proud and alert in their uniforms, medals glimmering on their chests. The Space Marines in heavy ceramite plate, each in the color of his legion, each a marvel of science and a testament to the Emperor's skill. Ten feet tall, massively muscular, hard eyed and fierce, they were warriors the likes of which humanity had never seen, engineered to be the perfect weapons of war.

    The Primarchs themselves stood on a raised platform with their Father, the Holy Emperor. Each one was marked in some way, each one a piece of his Father, some aspect of the Emperor's divine greatness. Here was Red-maned Russ, barbaric and fierce, the avatar of zeal for life and battle. Cyclopean Magnus, his single eye glittering with vast intellect and psychic potential. Or Angel-winged Sanguinius, his countenance more beautiful than any seraphrim crafted by artist's brush, his face calm and resolute. These and fourteen others stood about the Emperor himself, a figure who towered above even his sons, armored all in gold, his eyes unreadable.

    The moment was solemn, for they knew this might be the last time they were all together again, this strange and curious family that had been forged by the hand of their Father, crafted to bring his vision to the stars, to reunite humanity into a single glorious whole. And from thence the universe would be within their grasp. It was a thing of wonder to be there, to know that this was the beggining of a new age, when the warriors assembled here would bring light to the universe, and allow humanity to transcend its limits, to pass beyond its frailties and allow the seed of divinity that was its racial heritage to flourish and grow.

    After what seemed like an eternity of silent communion, the Emperor nodded. As once, the primarchs drew their weapons, each of the mighty warriors dropping to one knee as the Emperor spoke. His voice was soft, yet such was its power that no man could resist it. His was the voice as absolute truth, and every word he spoke was as holy writ.

    My sons... I have never been more proud than on this day. We are the harbringers of a new age. Too long has humanity been shattered by the whims of fate. Today is the day when humanity refuses to accept those whims any longer. We will chain fate and bend it to our will. The broken pieces of humanity shall be welded anew into a glorious whole. Where ignorance and supersition lie, we shall drive them out with the light of reason. Where Xenos attempt to keep us from our destiny, we shall vanquish them. Where our bretheren refuse to see reason, we shall show it to them. You are my children, and together we shall make this universe into a realm of transcendant wonder. But we have much work to do. Now is the time. Go forth and conquer, my children, in the name of Humanity, in the name of our dream.

    Such were the Emperor's words, and all within the vast audience hall gave a great shout. As one, the Primarchs rose, exchanging farewells with the Emperor and with their brothers, as they moved back to their ships, readying to break off into smaller groupings. The Emperor had decreed that the Primarchs would move in four groups: consisting of four legions. The Emperor himself would hold his own battlegroup in reserve, ready to move should any of the other groupings need quick reinforcement. The better part of the Imperial Fists were also held in reserve. Experts beyond compare in fortification, the Fists were assigned to be ready to pacify conquered worlds. Rogal Dorn himself was to stay by the side of the Emperor and aid his battlegroup, an honor that had offset the irritation of being held from the front lines.

    The Emperor watched as each group splintered from the main fleet, each flagship surrounded by a cloud of lesser vessels. When they had gone, he smiled. Though he was sad to see his sons go, and his father's heart worried for them, his confidence was absolute. His godlike intellect and will had been bent towards forging these tools of war, and He knew they would not fail Him. He had pride in his sons, and he knew they, too would perform as He had intended.

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    The fleet made contact just after dropping out of warp. The four Primarchs leading this part of the Crusade remained in constant contact, and were now conferring over holographic communication screens.

    Do we have confirmation of what we suspect yet? Asked Sanguinius, his voice soft and mellow. Of all the Primarchs, he was the one whose soul was, perhaps, closest to the Emperor, and many of the others almost naturally deferred to him, or at least gave his sage council more ear than they would to most.

    We do. The ships appear to be of Terran extraction, though the Mechanicus' preliminary analyis indicates curious archaisms in design, the technologies appear quite advanced. Thus spoke Ferrus Manus of the Iron Hands. Of all the Marine chapters, his was the most interested in technology and had the best relationship with the Magos of Mars.

    We are to proceed with the Emperor's primary directive, I presume. Still, I will order a compliment of ships ready to bring down the shields for teleport assault should they become hostile. Alpharius, youngest of the Primarchs spoke now, cunning and precise.

    Only Night Haunter of the Night Lords said nothing, tall, gaunt-eyed and grim. he only looked to Sanguinius and nodding, indicating that his forces stood ready should they be necessary.

    Sanguinius turned, and gave a the order, swiftly, the Adeptus Mechanicus began to broadcast his signal to the lost children of Terra.

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    William regarded the curious design of battleship through the viewing screen with some interest. They looked like vast baroque castles soaring through space. Primary armament seemed to be batteries of various weapons along gun decks on the broadsides, along with energy turrets and a single cannon of some sort at the prow. Much different that the Bruschanian designs, which relied on casemates, barbettes and armoured turrets mounted mostly with coilguns and turbolasers.

    "Sir, they're hailing us,"

    Reported a comm. officer, turning in his chair to look up at the King.

    "Bring it up on screen"

    William replied. He was instantly taken by the human yet unfamiliar aspects of the face he saw. Generally humanoid, yet pale as the moon and with a pair of feathered wings folded behind it. The King dutifully listened to the message, then stood up from his chair, straightening his tunic as he did so, and walked down closer to the viewing screen.

    "Hail, and well met, Lord Sanguinus of the House of Cruor Angelus*. I am William of the House of Windover, King of the Dominion-Planets of Bruschania. We have left our home planet in a punitive expedition of exploration, to seek out new planets and new star systems in this vast galaxy, for our own empire. You look to be a strong race of humanity. I would meet with your... Emperor, as a fellow King, to negotiate relations between our races"

    As William finished this message and waited for the response, he nodded to the Gunnery Officer, to begin targeting procedures and raise shields, just in case negotiations took a turn for the worse.

    *Latin for Blood Angels. Bruschanians have genetic memory of that language and call it "Noble Tongue" . The nobility use it for family names 'n such.
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    The high commander of the Air Caste fleet Kor'lis, Sao'li'ais, looked out upon his fleet from the command center of his mighty Hero class warship, the Sor'la, and marveled at the power brought to bare in the name of the Greater Good. Though his Hero class was not the largest of ships it came supplied with a mighty prow Gravimetric launch cannon, that promised destruction for those who would oppose the Tau in their glorious mission. The Explorator fleet Kor'lis comprised of a bulwark of the Tau fleet, though there were still many ships left behind to defend their worlds if need be, an awe inspiring array of ships, each crewed with air, fire, water, and earth caste. Sao'li'ais was, like most of his caste, tall and gaunt, with a membranous flap of skin between his arms and his chest, proof his people once flew by their own power before the Great Unification. brought out of his ruminations by another member of his Air caste he turned to him as he spoke. "Great High, the ships are preparing to launch as we speak, they should be ready very soon" Sao smiled at this, truly his people were about to set upon a great journey, and they would bring the Greater Good to the whole of the galaxy, and the universe. "Very well, tell me when we are ready to leave, I would have a word with the Master Pyre"Yes Great High" responded the Lower High, and he scurried off to prepare to set off.

    With that Sao headed to the Master Pyre's battle chambers, where he was no doubt preparing his Fire Caste for any upcoming battles. As Sao entered the the battle chambers, the sound of training excercises and fire practice resounded, and the Great High soon found the Master Pyre, a one Kar'lia'lo. Sao approached the Master Pyre and spoke "Greeting Master Pyre" he said, using the honorific as was custom among the higher ups. the Master Pyre, though a high standing Fire Warrior, was not the highest, that title belonged solely to the Grand Flame, Shar'sia'lai. "Greetings Great High, what brings you to my Battle Chambers" "I wanted to inform you we will be leaving shortly, so you had best prepare for transit" Thank you Great High" he responded, and, satisfied, Sao headed once again to the command center. Upon his arrival the Lesser High spoke "We are prepared Great High" "Good, take us to transit speed" Sao responded "Yes, Great High" responded the other as he once again scurried off. soon they were traveling in transit and arrived at their destination after a few hours.
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    "Great High" spoke one of the bridge crew "There are some ships approaching, they appear to be Gue'la(Human) in make" "Attempt to open a frequency with them, and summon the Deep Lord of the Water Caste" he summoned the Deep Lord because, though he had a member of the Water Caste as a diplomat, he felt in this situation he could only afford the best diplomats "Yes Great High" and so the channel was opened, and they awaited only a reply.
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    Sanguinius nodded, pleased. They were indeed of Terran abstraction, obviously human. A good omen, to find Terrans first. Though they were created for battle, the Primarchs each knew that destruction was not the ultimate goal of the Crusade, but growth... rebirth. The creation of a new Imperium among the stars. Before turning to speak once more with the King of this newly-discovered group of lost children, he gave the signal for his Astropath to relay the news to the Emperor.

    Your proposal is most acceptable, Lord William. The Emperor, I am sure, will be most overjoyed to hear of your realm's survival. It is our purpose as well to bring more planets into the grip of Humanity and to restore as one the long-sundered shards of mankind.

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    A short warp-jump away, aboard the Emperor's flagship, a messenger brought news of Sanguinius' first success. He smiled to himself as He ordered the ships under His personal command to ready for warp transit. This, He vowed, was but the first of many pockets of humanity He would reunite. He looked out at the stars as the fleet readied itself, thinking how best to deal with this King William... The idea of an entrenched royalty suggested that diplomacy might be the best tact here. Few people took quickly to the idea of surrendering a long-held monarchy, even to a being as impressive as the god-like Emperor of Mankind. He was sure, however, that with time they would see the wisdom of joining with the Imperium.

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    Magnus the Red, the cyclopean leader of his Thousand Sons, stood on the bridge of his battle barge, the ships arranged in a wary battle formation. Over the communication screen, the four primarchs discussed the best path to take.

    They're Xenos, growled Leman Russ of the Space Wolves, his eyes alight with a desire to close for the kill We should strike before the treacherous bastards have a chance to launch an assault on us.

    Scans as yet indicate no hostile actions, though shields are raised. Firing solutions have been plotted, weapon batteries are charged. Intoned Perturabo of the Iron Warriors, his voice reserved and stoic.

    A transmission is incoming... it appears to be a peaceful hail. quoth Corax of the Raven Guard Patching it through now...

    The four listened to the transmission, At length, it was decided to respond peacefully, at least for the moment... though Russ' acceptance was mistrustful at best, and he ordered his ships ready for immediate assault should anything go awry. It was Magnus who spoke in response. He did not wish to provoke an unnecessary fight, but the mission of Mankind to claim new space would not be stymied.

    Greetings Xenos species. I am Magnus the Red of the Imperium of Man, and representative of the Emperor. What is your purpose in this region of space?
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    The Great High was excited to find that the Gue'la were taking a peaceable approach, though he knew of their readied weapons, he sighed and knew it was to be expected. Only once before had the Tau met the Gue'la, and it had resulted in bloodshed, for the Gue'la had been highly xenophobic. That was centuries ago and the exact parameters surrounding the contact were uncertain, but in the end it did not matter. Greetings Great Magnus, I am Sao'li'ais of the Air Caste, I am the Great High of this explorator fleet, Kor'lis, we have come in an expedition of exploration and peace, to advance the Greater Good for all. This is the Deep Lord of the Water Caste, the highest diplomat in the fleet, and this is the Master Pyre, of our Fire Warrior detachment, the leader of our honorable Warriors on the fleet. he said gesturing to the Deep Lord and the Master Pyre respectively. What is your quest in this region of space Honorable Magnus? Sao spoke as regally as he could, hoping that there could be a peaceable end to this engagement.
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    Magnus looked through his single cyclopean eye at the blue-skinned creature on the communication screen, pondering his words for a moment. He wondered at the obviously advanced technology displayed by these creatures -no doubt the Adeptus would enjoy getting their hands on some of that, given half the chance. After a moment's though, he decided it was best to continue to attempt peace... better to let the non-hostile Xenos species alone, at least for the moment. There were too many unknowns, the Imperium still fledgling, and there were likely to be many species who could not be so reasonably bargained with.

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    At about the same time, but far, far away in the Argentus system, a different Empire is celebrating their latest accomplishment. In the rings above the fifth planet of that system, a spidery web of shipyards and space stations cradles an enormous, dagger-like ship: the recently-finished Imperial II-class Star Destroyer Avatar, along with skeletal frames of half a dozen more of the kilometer-and-a-half long ships.

    Casting a shadow over a large portion of this impressive array is a much larger ship, dark grey in color and resembling nothing more than cityscape set atop an enormous arrowhead, smaller vessels floating about it like scavengers around a blue whale. This is the Answerer, flagship of the new Imperial Navy, and the place from which Emperor Jeroff Carsus is addressing his soldiers as he commissions the new destroyer below.

    "Citizens, today we celebrate your contribution to our great society by officially commissioning the Avatar, the product of your hard work and Imperial Will. It was thirty standard years ago that the Space-Time Event brought us to this strange new galaxy; many of you were not even born then, but you still know our roots. We are descended from the great galaxy-spanning Empire of Palpatine the Great, brought by chance or fate to this galaxy as a beacon of order and might, in accordance with the First Emperor's vision. We began as soldiers, a fleet lost in space and time. Today, we have established dominion and civilization over five systems, pacifying and educating the primitive natives of this galaxy so that they may share in our New Order. And today, we celebrate another tool in our quest to enlighten all worlds with the wisdom of Palpatine: this vessel, the Avatar. With it, the Tenth Imperial Fleet is completed, ensuring our continued expansion and security. Be proud, citizens, for your contribution to galactic order and well-being. Be proud, soldiers, that you are the successors to the greatest civilization in the universe. Be proud, people of the Empire!"

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    A few hours later, after a brief formal commissioning ceremony and a reception in which the Answerer's bridge crew was obliged to partake, the Imperial flagship flies through Hyperspace on it's return journey to the capital on New Imperial Center. Emperor Carsus, a surprisingly fit man in his early 70's, sits comfortably in the ostentatious crimson-draped throne room, flanked by a pair of naval troopers in matching uniforms while discussing policy with his right hand, Lee Oemani. The thin, urbane Oemani, twenty-five years Carsus's junior, also wears black, although of a significantly more formal and showy cut than his Emperor. Lee Oemani, or Darth Noctus as he had renamed himself, had once been an Emperor's Hand: a spy trained in the Dark Side of the Force. Noctus's force abilities have proved invaluable to the new Emperor in this new galaxy, and as the last of the Dark Jedi tradition after the bizarre time-warp that brought the Galactic Empire here, has proclaimed himself Dark Lord of the Sith. Emperor Carsus holds a dim view of cults and spirituality such as the Sith, but recognizes Noctus's value to the Empire, and holds him in a position of Imperial Knight, much the same as his predecessor had held the treacherous Jedi Darth Vader.

    "...And that concludes the report on the Dramatic Exposition, your majesty. A fine cultural event, all-in-all," Oemani finishes.

    "Good, good," agrees the Emperor. "Now, what is the status of the latest reconnaissance mission?"
    "I Squadron should be arriving at their first destination in a matter of hours, my lord. Probes indicate a high probability of habitable worlds, and a moderate probability of sapient life."
    "Yes...and which of your apprentices did you send along?"
    "I did not say I sent along any attachés, my lord."
    "I am aware, Oemani, but just because you can use the Force, it doesn't make you any less predictable."
    Darth Noctus smiled in genuine amusement at that. "Yiru and Krayt, your majesty. A balance of scientific inquiry and military knowledge, as per your policy."
    "Fine choices, Darth Noctus. Have me alerted as soon as a report comes back."

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    Light-years away, a pair of Imperial Star Destroyers and their accompanying ships, each bearing a team of scientists and explorers as well as a curious Dark Jedi, appear above a previously unknown (to the Empire) world, where they find...

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    Above the Tau Rimworld Tu'an, a couple of new stars twinkle into existance
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    On a not-too-far-away Hero class starship, the Great High of the worlds stand-in fleet, Kia'chi, along with his companion the Kroot Shaper, Grallk, stand at the ready, already having received news of the approaching ships. As they drew nearer Kia'chi gave a nod to his crew. and communications opened. Greetings unknown vessel, this is Kia'chi of the Tau Defense Fleet, Keor'lar, what is the nature of your journey here? With that Kia'chi awaited a response from the unknown and, he thought oddly shaped, vessels.
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    "I am glad we could come to an agreement on this, Lord Sanguinus. Will your Emperor be coming to negotiate with us here or will you upload the Emperor's coordinates to our astrogation facilities?"

    William said, smiling in pleasure that the first encountered race outside the Isieles had not only been humanoid, but friendly. He nodded again to one of his officers to stand down the gunnery crews. In the vast gulf of space, the multi-kilometre vessels drifted closer, the utilitarian design of the Bruschanians contrasting with the baroque monsters of the Imperium.

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    "Urgh, patrol duty,"

    Complained Captain John 'Jackie' Fisher, a man of maybe 30, and captain of the HMS Exeter, an Agincourt class battleship. His lonely vessel glided along, silhouetted by a enormous red and pink nebula, a single island of life in a vast dead void. The battleship was assigned a patrol along the outer limits of Bruschanian space. Whatever for, Jackie could not guess. The space of the Isieles sector was totally dominated by the Royal Navy, they hadn't a single challenge since the Trans-Planetary War of 1852. True, the first expedition outside their space was going on. But that was lightyears beyond the Isieles system. What threat did the Bruschanians really have in their own dominion?

    "Ummm, sir, sensors have picked up a ship. Several actually. One long and thin, the others rather triangular, like daggers," an officer reported from his console on the side of the main bridge. Curious, Jackie stood up and ordered it enlarged on the main view screen. Just as the man had reported, several ships, all dwarfed by the Exeter at around a kilometre in size, each. One was long and thin, with a prow-mounted cannon of some sort, the others were triangular and dagger-shaped, with the primary weapons mounted in barbettes along the sides of the superstructure. Most curious.

    "Helm, begin a cautious approach of the ships. Navigate so that we're in optimal postion for raking fire into their stern if they turn out to be hostile. Let's see what's out there,"
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    Not 5 seconds after the message had been sent than another member of the bridge crew spoke up Great High, there's something you should see What, are they charging weapons? Kia'chi questioned, and beside him Grallk spoke up, his avian voice clicking and hissing, much in the manor a human might perceive a parrots speech I believe he refers to the other group of ships that have just shown up. said Grallk in his scratch birds voiceOther ships? curious, send them the same message we sent the others, hopefully this will be sorted out quickly replied Kia'chi in a sonorous tone, then almost as an afterthought if this goes wrong, things could get ugly, call in some support, a few more Hero's, Explorers and Defenders. the crew officer nodded and turned back to his work, as Kia'chi hoped that this wouldn't turn bloody.
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    Sanguinius breathed a sigh of relief. It looked as though battle was not to be joined, at least not at the present. It was well. Though he was born and bred for bloodshed, he would prefer to spend his rage on mankind's true enemies. His father had always taught him that conflict between humanity, even when necessary, as had been his campaign to reunite the warring factions of Terra. It was better to bring the humans into the fold by diplomacy than force, both in terms of the Imperium's ultimate goals and purpose and in terms of the immediately practical.

    The Emperor's flotilla is on its way to meet with us here at this very moment. He will arrive shortly. It is good to me, as well, that we can begin to bridge the gap between our sundered peoples in an amicable fashion.

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    It was several hours later that the Emperor's ship dropped out of the Warp, the massive, baroque Terra Supremus looming like a vast castle transplanted into space. After a short burst of communications between the Imperium ships, the Emperor himself sent a message to William's vessel.

    Hail, Lord William. I am the Emperor of Mankind and lord of Holy Terra. It lifts my heart to see other members of humanity have survived among the stars and begun also the mission of establishing our species as a presence on the galactic scale. It gives me hope for our future. I hereby invite you aboard my vessel to discuss terms of peace and alliance between our realms.

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    Sao pondered the large mans words, and responded, again attempting as a regal a bearing as he could. We would have your leader meet with the Council of Castes, our leaders, so that we might further discuss future plans that would benefit us all, for the Greater Good of all. He hoped that he the warrior's words were not meant as a threat, and attempted to spark some mutual faith that they could work with.
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    At the Emperor's behest, William soon found himself in a tiny shuttle bridging the gulf of space between his flagship and the Emperor's. He was enthralled by the detail of the design of the enormous baroque ship, all the tiny carvings of angels and gargoyles and fighting men. A huge hanger bay door opened, admitting the Royal shuttle into the monstrous ship. The Bruschanians within couldn't help but feel a small sense of forboding as the doors closed behind them.

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    Several minutes later, the doors of the enormous crystal dome that served as the Terra Supremus' bridge opened and a double line of ten Redcoats entered at a brisk march, gauss rifles shouldered. These were the elite, the Royal Guard Grenadiers, who formed the personal guard of the Windoverians. Their tunics were crisply ironed, and red as blood, and their facings gold. Pith helmets gleamed upon their heads, covered with white cloth. Though they looked ornamental, the helmets of Redcoats actually could stop a bullet and had an advanced computer system, which fed information to the Redcoat through an earphone. The Grendadiers formed a double-ranked formation in front of the Emperor's throne as King William entered the door. He put his guards at ease, and they stood with rifles at their sides, relaxed yet ready to move on a moment's threat. William himself looked regal in his red dress tunic, and not paticularly imposed by the golden-armoured figure before him.

    "Glad to meet you in person Emperor. May I presume you wish for an alliance? And perhaps trade between our nations?"
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    On the very outskirts of the system, blue lines in space form. The largest is over four kilometers long, the smallest an eighth of that size. They linger for a second before abruptly widening upwards into flat patterns in space. Most remain square or even rectangular, but the largest stretches up and up until it forms a blue grid twenty kilometers from top to bottom.

    With the occasional flash of light, the grids move steadily backwards, revealing stationary ships. The effect makes it look as if the ships are not moving at all, but merely allowing something else to move it by moving doors around it. As each grid clears the end of its ship, it halts, then snaps back to a one-dimensional line and fades away, leaving the Third Exploratory Fleet—or this part of it—hanging in space.

    Commander Marai Takeyn had only a few seconds to contemplate the vista spread out before her with all her considerable senses before she had to return to her duties. It was a pity. The view was of that stark variety found only in space, the sun shining harshly across millions of miles and glaring of the planets and solar bodies, too. The rest of the crew had even less time to appreciate it, and they couldn't fully grasp the scope and distance of it, either.

    It was a shame, she thought. But such was life.

    In just a few seconds, she has transmitted the necessary orders throughout the ship. The scout flights launch first and begin circling out in a wide pattern, using passive sensing only—they didn't want to seem overly aggressive. A few of the other craft launched afterwards, forming an escort position around the capital ships along with her complement of middle-sized frigates.

    It was not the most imposing of fleets. She'd left the bulk of her firepower in deep space. Her own mothership was of an imposing size, but lacked the firepower to match, and while the cruiser and pair of destroyers that flanked her were powerful, it was not a force that could stage a planetary invasion of any serious sort. The frigates and strike craft escorting them were few enough that they were clearly just that—an escort. She had more fightercraft in the launch bays, but overall it was little more than a third of her force. Enough, she judged, to fight a retreating action, or to hold off long enough for the rest of the fleet to arrive. Still, it was risky. She knew Brand Gabel, one of the other Unbound, wouldn't approve. She didn't know about Evelyn—the other woman was more cautious. But she'd chosen to send Marai, which was perhaps a vote of confidence in her view.

    It didn't really matter. This wasn't an attack force. This was a diplomatic mission, not an invasion, and if she had been ordered to take a full fleet she would have refused. Signals had been detected from this planet, signals that could only indicate the presence of intelligent, and advanced, life. It wasn't the only source they had detected since arriving, but it was the closest, and after a month, they were finally making contact. Marai had no intention of bringing a full-scale battle fleet to the first contact. She would have come alone, were it not for the half a million passengers in stasis aboard her ship.

    She ordered an active scan of the planet that looked to be the source of most of the signal traffic, to announce their presence, and sat back to wait. They would have noticed her presence by now, and would be busy concocting a response. What that response would be would give her a good idea of how to address them... or whether they should prepare to leave the system.
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    The Emperor rose from his throne on the bridge as William entered, towering high above even the Windoverian. He stepped down from his throne, nodding respectfully to the monarch. His armor was pure, burnished gold and His eyes seemed to glow with an inner fire. He released, just slightly the holds he normally maintained about his psychic strength, and a nigh-visible sense of power and presence radiated out from his form as he approached the Bruschanian monarch. Flanking the approach to the throne was a double file of the Emperor's own Custodian Guard, the proto-astartes, vastly strong and armored in elaborately constructed ceramite, holding spears capable of discharging blasts of deadly energy. They wore conical helmets that masked their faces, giving them a grim, imposing visage. The Emperor nodded once more at William's comment, and began to speak

    Indeed, that is my purpose. It seems to me beneficial that our people should form an alliance and commence trade between our planets. We have much to offer - farm goods, staples and suchlike as well as numerous advanced technology. The Techmagos of Mars, in particular would, I'm sure, be delighted to examine some of the devices you've developed in your isolation.

    I also think it wise that we form an alliance. We, after all, are both human, and it benefits us to agreed to help defend one another, given that there are so many Xenos species in the galaxy. We shall find no greater allies than those among our own species, whose natures, motivations, and cultures we understand best, being, after all, derived from the same stock. I will not lie to you: My entire purpose in coming to the stars is to exalt humanity. I know, more than any other the potential our race holds. If we have the strength of will and the strength of arm to claim it, it is our people's destiny to one day rule the stars as masters of the very fabric of creation.


    Coming from other lips, these words might have sounded trite or overdone. However, when the Emperor spoke them, it was as if one could see them coming to pass. Instinctively one knew that the being before them was human, and yet something more... He was the sum of humanity's best, the avatar of mankind's unlimited potential.

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    Astropaths in the Sol system had detected a large number of minds moving towards the cradle of Man, and thus it was when the Hiigarans entered they found themselves greeted not only by the Imperial Fists' flagship, but by an entire fleet group that had been hastily reversed out of the Warp, moving to the Sol system to cover against attack. It was Rogal Dorn himself who sent out the message to the newcomer fleet.

    Attention unidentified fleet: This is Rogal Dorn, Primarch of the Ultramarines chapter of the Adeptus Astartes, representing the Emperor of Terra. State your business in this system.

    So far the fleet was non-hostile, but Dorn's voice was terse and clipped, and he was ready should the enemy prove hostile. Unknown forces appearing so close to Terra put the Imperium forces on high alert.

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    Magnus conferred with his brother Primarchs briefly before giving response to the Tau's message. Russ was still in favor of opening hostilities... he brandished his axe fiercely as he proudly proclaimed his Space Wolves would have the head of the enemy leader to bear back to the Emperor before the enemy fleet knew what had happened, but in the end cooler heads prevailed. Thus went Magnus' response.

    We will relay your proposal to the Emperor, and we will transmit to you his response as soon as He gives it. I cannot speak for His will, but for now let us be at peace.
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    Orbit above Tu'an

    "Captain, starship sighted in orbit around the planet. They're hailing us."

    "Hmph." The captain of the Imperial Star Destroyer Vengeance, a heavyset man with the type of mustache ancient Terrans might have associated with a police officer scrutinized the communication's officer's duty station over his shoulder. "Real-life starships. I was starting to think this backwards bloody galaxy might be empty of everything but savages. Send identification back and show that we're on an exploratory mission for the Galactic Empire."

    "Captain," a sensor officer said from across the bridge, "Another ship has appeared. They're moving into flanking position behind the squadron."

    "It is an ambush," interjected a large, robed man from beside the captain's usual duty station above the rest of the bridge. Krayt is a Sith in training, large, athletic, and skilled with the lightsaber and telekinesis. He is also notoriously stubborn, refusing to answer to any name but Krayt, an obvious nickname. This is even after Darth Noctus explained that there had already been a Darth Krayt, and he would need a suitable moniker if he aspired to lordship. Krayt can, apparently, care less.

    "We must counterstrike immediately."

    "Don't be daft," responded the captain. How would these people even know who we are. Nonetheless, form up in attack position on the interloper. They could be pirates."
    "Sir, the interloper is a twelve kilometer-long battleship."
    "Oh. Well, have the Venator form up in attack position, and we'll keep an eye on the polite cruiser. And calculate a jump to lightspeed for the fleet just in case."

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    The Tau vessel receives a formal message identifying the ships as Imperial Star Destroyers Venator and Vengeance and escorts, on an exploratory mission on behalf of His Imperial Majesty Jeroff Carsus and the Galactic Empire. Seconds afterward, they receive a query about the identity of the battleship.

    The Exeter, on the other hand, simply gets a query about their identity, and a warning to cease hostile maneuvers as one of the dagger-like ships swings its bow to follow their movement, two dozen smaller ships moving into a defensive array around the pair of destroyers.
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    As the Great High Kia'chi hears the message given and ponders it over, he then contacts both ships with a message Perhaps we should all meet in person, so as to better facilitate communications.


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    Meanwhile, another Great High also processes a message given and responds as thus. Indeed, we shall contact the Council of Castes as well as the Race Lords, heads of all the other races that compromise the Tau Empire, we hope there will be much good will between us, for the Greater Good. and with this he ended the transmission and gave a sigh as he went about the task of contacting all the various Lords of the many races that made of the Tau Empire.
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    The sensor pings revealed a curious anomaly only moments before the communication arrives, but moments were all the commander needed. The ships were curiously close by. Given that the inhabited planets were not all on this side of the system, that seemed... curious, to say the least. It was as though they had been expected. Perhaps they could detect hyperspace signatures from a greater distance than Hiigaran sensors could—if not, they should only have had a minute of warning.

    The size of the ships was impressive as well, with several cruisers of battlecruiser size and up. Easily the equal of a Hiigaran defense fleet, she judged, although it was too soon to tell without seeing them in action. These were a folk used to defending themselves, she could tell—or she hoped; it was possible they were conquerors, instead. She would have preferred that her own people not need such fleets, but each time they had dismantled them in hopes of peace, disaster had struck.

    The style catches her eye, and she scans the craft with curiousity as they hail her. It was... peculiar, not at all like the simple, functional lines of Hiigaran ships. They were complex—not quite ornate, though, for the metal protrusions were anything but decorative. They looked almost as if they could have been made from some vast graveyard of dead ships, such as the Karos nebula.

    She found it disquieting, but dismissed it. It wasn't her place to judge the aesthetics of others, and they had a certain angular majesty. She sent her message; in contrast to the Primarch's, it was calm and peaceful, with no military overtones. "Primarch, we greet you in the name of Hiigara. We come to greet new life." She let that sit for a second, then went on, "We mean no harm to your worlds. I am Commander Marai Takeyn, authorized to speak—but more importantly, to see and hear—for the kiith of Hiigara." This was the first time she—or anyone on the expedition—had ever contacted another civilization for the first time, and she hoped she would not made some mistake peculiar to the other's culture. She'd given her rank, but left out the mention of the Third Expeditionary Fleet; they weren't here to compare military strengths. That was, she thought wryly and a little sadly, for later.
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    ALL_SYSTEMS=1 Sounded a voice over the network, it was heard by all and obeyed by all for it was Their Commander.
    I trust you all know, the purpose of this.continued the voice as the immense generators of the 'Dwarf Star' warmed up.
    You will find that you have already been split into battlegroups, Indeed, every ship knew if & what its fleet was. The fleets were 5 groups of 100 fully loaded "Packrats" & 15 "Statics". The rest of the ships were left to guard the "White Dwarf" & the STALB's stayed behind to do their job as transports. Each fleet has also been assigned to a star which is believed to have plentiful resources. So WARP_DRIVE=1. Immediately the fleets disappeared and rushed to their assigned stars.

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    The leader of the fleet looked at them confusedly for 10 seconds, before saying.

    "This is the Warship Number 326 . May I ask who you are and indeed what you are?"


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    After scanning the approaching vessels in an attempt to assess their capabilities the large white glowing ships came together forming a massive evenly spaced vertical screen in front of them. Each ship was identical in design except for one in the center which was five times larger than the rest. This ship moved forward slightly from the others and addressed the newcomers:

    We are called plainids. We are a civilized, peaceful, and technologically advanced race as you can see. Our forms are made entirely of energy. We seek trade and alliance with anyone willing to abide by our terms.

    What are you beings and what shall I address you as so we may continue this conversation in a more polite manner? Please also state your purpose for being here as well since you are now in Plainid territory. You may call me Urth, I am the commander of this fleet.


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    Mallory and the others sat around a fictional table, inside a fictional room. Mallory finished his orders, smiling at the others around the table. Gravely, they all stood, bowed in respect, then left. Orders had been given. Obedience would be absolute.

    In the home system, gravitational generators gear up in 6 massive cubes. In flashes of light, they dissapear.

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    4 fleets sent out to dedicated harvesting, they will convert entire systems to raw materials, using gravitational manipulation to send the entire systems zipping through space towards the home system, as well as maxing out their own fleets.

    Orders upon seeing other species : act to preserve each fleet, so only attack when guaranteed superiority.

    Mallory will directly respond to any alliance interest.

    The fleets jump into the extreme edges of two unknown systems. Their gravitational footprint will quickly alert anyone there of their presence. Upon arrival, the 500KM ships will disgorge their fleets, arrayed within their jump field for easy retreat, but quickly able to expand in all 3 dimensions into their combat alignment. 8 Scout swarms of 1000 diamonds will travel at angles, broadcasting their images of the systems while slowly moving inwards. All scouts will focus on their engines, enhancing their speeds, but not (for now) displaying their ridiculous maneuverability.

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    Over one hundred of the small space ships from the Suns Under Naga Rom enter in Algophan space, the uneasy, but armed ships busily search for colony worthy worlds to inhabit, not knowing that the Algophan computers are sentient life. If the Algophans don't attempt to communicate with S.U.N, then they will find their new visitors planet bound.

    The Ships carry with them 25,000 inhabitants. A tiny, insignificant force unable to conquer a world, but easily able to escape an attack, if it weren't for the terrible faster than light travel limitations. The ships were lead by Captain Julian Suthers. Julian Suthers appeared to be in his early 40's. Although he did appear young, he was in fact born only 20 years after the Century War. A man over one hundred, one hundred was the new fourty. Sutherland attempted to make contact with whomever inhabited the planets a short distance away. "This is Captain Sutherland of the USS Memory. Please respond."

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    --Algophan Space--

    Blinking into the system, the Samantha Carter fleet busily starts exploring, only to stop early. Not only is there intense in-system digital communication, there is also a small alien force just entering the system at low warp.

    Mallory considers. Judges. Instructs.

    The main fleet remains at a distance, all but 8 diamonds are brought back into formation. 8 of the small craft zip at maximum acceleration, each heading for unnocupied space, 4 heading in-system, 4 heading for the small space force on roughly the opposite side of the system.

    As they approach, they will sporadically decelerate, until they are drifting along at a maneagable 100 Meters/Second. Meanwhile, the main fleet reconfigures itself to bring all 16 cones in line with the system. Feeder power is brought online, and weapon charging begins. Shields in the fleet go up, and energy damper systems are pushed to max as the diamond swarms move into defensive positions around the central core of capital ships.
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    The Exeter's twenty-one monstrous coilguns, in seven triple turrets, turned to broadside towards the Star Destroyer squadron. On board each 1km ship, the tactical officers had never seen anything like it. They were now practically staring down the barrel of a coilgun with a 25-foot bore. The secondary all-purporse turbolasers, mounted in broadside casemates, trained on the Imperial ships. Within the enormous gunhouses for each gun, huge breeches were opened by gunners operating heavy machinery, who then used a mechanical arm to push a huge shell into the barrel. The breech was then closed and sealed off.

    "Sir, all gun crews report ready to broadside"

    reported one of the Exeter's officers. Jackie smiled at the news and decided to respond to the Imperial hailings. Soon his body appeared as a flickering blue projection over the Holonet that Imperial used for communications. Even through the hologram they could see the differences in Bruschanian uniform, the cord and facings and epaulettes, and most of all the magnificent red tunic that was most different than the simple grey tunic of the Imperial officers.

    "This is Captain John Fisher of the His Majesty's Ship Exeter. You are on the borders of the Bruschanian Dominions. Where are you from? What are you doing here?

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    "Same species, my lord Emperor? Surely the natural scientific conclusion we Bruschanians have reached is that we evolved from the primates of our planet of Bruschania. I cannot say the same for your people, but we know where we come from,"

    William said, puzzled at the Emperor's words of same species. Surely he could not mean that two people, who greatly resembled each other but for the Imperials great size and bulk, came from the same place. Perhaps convergent evolution, but there was no way they were the same.

    "Though, there are some anomalies in our species. My family, for example, The House of Windover. We live to be thousands of years old. The eldest of us, Old George Windover, is over 1,127. I have lived for 120 years, and have governed since I was 14. We are greatly stronger than the average Bruschanian. I, personally, could probably lift one of your personal guards here right up over my head. And some of us have psionic abilities. Where these come from, I cannot say,"

    As the King was saying this, one of his Grenadiers began to sweat, sweat profusely. He began to move nervously, chewing on his tongue. Inside his mind, unaware he was in the presence of pyschics like The Emperor, he was having a struggle. All Royal Guard Grenadiers were sworn to loyalty to the House of Windover, but this paticular Grenadier had dug too deep. He had discovered the selective breeding conspiracy of The Keepers, that secret society responsible for the superhuman abilities of the House of Windover. The Keepers had sworn the unfortunate Guard to secrecy, but now he was fraught with internal turmoil between loyalty to his King and the oath to secrecy. Little did he know of the pyschic presence of the gleaming God in front of him.
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    The Emperor smiled slightly at the King of Bruschania. At the same time, he felt the nervous fear emanating from the one particular grenadier. Every wary of possible treachery, the Emperor's mind began to press, irresistably, against the grenadier's, slowly working into him and searching for the source of his reaction. Even as he did so, however, the Emperor continued to speak, his voice a deep bass.

    Ah. That is a perfectly logical conclusion, and correct, in that our species did evolve from apes... however, those apes were native to the planet Terra. it is possible that your colonists reproduced native species on Bruschania if the climate was right for them. Genetic blueprints for native earth species were supplied to mankind's original colony ships. You see, tens of thousands of years ago, mankind achieved what might be termed a technological singularity. They built vast colony ships and seeded the galaxy with our species. However, difficulties with faster-than-light travel and communications, as well as internal strife caused by the use of self-aware artificial intelligence shattered mankind. Colonies were lost and left to whatever standard of technology they could maintain. In the intervening millenia, most forgot entirely about Terra.

    Now, however, I have come to the stars with my soldiers to bring our people together once more. The reason for the physical difference are simple. One, thousands of years of adaptation and divergent gene-stock. Two, and more importantly, the men you see around me have been genetcially engineered by myself. My Astartes are warriors supreme, the elite of the elite, created to help Me in My mission to reclaim the stars for mankind. The vast majority of my people, however, are normal humans who much resemble you Bruschanians


    He smiled briefly as he gestured to himself.

    As for Me... I am something else. You might say I am a vision of mankind's potential I am very, very old, and I have watched mankind progress... for a long while I thought it better to let our species mature on its own... but of late Terra itself was nearly destroyed by internal conflict, and now I have realized that I must take a more active role in humanity's ascendancy...

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    I greet you, then Commander Marai Takeyn, and welcome you to the Sol system. The Emperor is away making contact with another group of Terra's lost children, but rest assured he will be most eager to meet with you and your leaders once he hears of this. We come in peace to all children of mankind, and we offer you a hand of peace and brotherhood as we strive to unite humanity across the universe.
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    "Thank you for your welcome," Marai replied. A flicker of relief stole through her that they weren't hostile, and at least believed themselves to be benevolent.

    She caught that last thought and examined it. No, that wasn't right. Everyone believed themselves to be good, she thought. Even conquerors such as the Vaygr had been, or the Taiidan emperor before he went mad. She'd had a long time to think this over, but she had never been able to see how one could consider oneself evil without going mad. Most likely it was why the Taiidan had gone mad.

    Philosophy, regretfully, would have to wait until later. She stores that line of thought away and continues, less than a second having elapsed. "Unity is always to be striven for, Primarch Rogal Dorn. I applaud you and your Emperor for seeking it." She used the same formal means of address he did. An Emperor— what an unfortunate title, she thought. It couldn't help but bring back tales of Riesstiu the Butcher for any Hiigaran. But it wasn't a fair connection to make, and so she ignored it. "I note that you speak of mankind and its children, Primarch. Have you never encountered civilizations that are not human?"
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    "Look at the size of that thing," a gunnery sergeant says from far off down in the Star Destroyer's turrets.

    Meanwhile, the Vengeance's captain, standing stiffly in the neat olive-drab uniform of an Imperial Navy officer, responds in kind over the HoloNet.

    "Captain Iban Fourre of His Imperial Majesty's Star Destroyer Vengeance," he says, with every ounce of bearing and haughtiness he possesses despite the alarming scanner readouts of the enemy's weapons, a voice that claimed unquestionably the moral high-ground. "We have just recently arrived in-system on a mission of exploration. Do you lay claim to this star system?"
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    --Algophan Space--

    Blinking into the system, the Samantha Carter fleet busily starts exploring, only to stop early. Not only is there intense in-system digital communication, there is also a small alien force just entering the system at low warp.

    Mallory considers. Judges. Instructs.

    The main fleet remains at a distance, all but 8 diamonds are brought back into formation. 8 of the small craft zip at maximum acceleration, each heading for unnocupied space, 4 heading in-system, 4 heading for the small space force on roughly the opposite side of the system.

    As they approach, they will sporadically decelerate, until they are drifting along at a maneagable 100 Meters/Second. Meanwhile, the main fleet reconfigures itself to bring all 16 cones in line with the system. Feeder power is brought online, and weapon charging begins. Shields in the fleet go up, and energy damper systems are pushed to max as the diamond swarms move into defensive positions around the central core of capital ships.
    "Foreign vessel, come in. Why have you assumed your posture around our ships? Foreign vessel, this is Commander Sutherland of the USS Memory. Come in please. Why have you assumed your posture around our vessels? We come with the desire to establish relations with new cultures."
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    Replicators

    Three of the ships stop all forward motion in a burst of engine thrust. The fourth alters course, gradually arcing towards the ship broadcasting the message.

    An woman's voice speaks : "We desire establish new relations with cultures. Vessel come in USS Memory please."

    The single Diamond powers down its weapon systems and gradually corrects it's turn until it is aimed at what appears to be a airlock on the USS Memory.

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