| A Voyage Gone Astray |
"In regards to my people's naming conventions, we were unaware of the similarities to Human stylings until we made contact with your species roughly three thousand years ago. We had been using such names since our earliest civilizations on our homeworld countless millennia ago. We were just as confused as you were when we were made aware of this."
Quintus remained on his feet, opting not to risk damaging the Stoinian's furniture as he slowly paced back and forth. "As for the Ryccians, we have heard of their military's... proclivity for shooting first and asking questions later. Among the Imperial Navy, it is considered dishonorable to fire upon an unknown vessel, especially without provocation." He briefly looked at the terminals, noting their relatively outdated style. Personally, he found it charming.
Three thousand years? That would mean before the great Diaspora from Terra. By a margin of 1400 years according to the Stoinian calendars. Something wasn't right. Perhaps there was something wrong with the voyage the Stoinians had planned, even the equipment sent earlier had proven to have taken some damage. Though it could as well have been the higher radiation from Stoinia's star.
"That makes two of us who aren't fond of the Ryccies." "These Terrans, did they mention anything about their home world Terra? And the Great Diaspora? You see, we Stoinians, set out from our home world to ensure Mankind's survival in different states and ways of life. Though we ourselves haven't forgotten our roots. Like the Ryccies have, from what they proclaimed. These Terrans are ensured rights and are taken care for, right?" The Admiral leaned forward looking the lizard Admiral in the eyes. Pacifica: Myria, Sallodesia, Stoinia • A1-0: Stoinian Star Kingdom • Aurora: Kingdom of Threnebor
"They did mention it, though they called it 'Earth'. The location of the planet has been... difficult to determine. The navigational records on the sleeper ships that arrived within our territory that day were heavily damaged by the... Einstein-Rosen bridge, as your physicists call them, passed through."
"What we were able to parse together was a colonization effort after the precursor to some sort of calamity struck the planet. Until the discovery of the Ryccian Empire, we feared that the ten sleeper ships that arrived in our territory were all that remained of Humankind." The Lord of Admirals shook his head, silently thanking whatever gods were listening that the fears of his forebears were incorrect. "And you needn't worry. The Humans in the Imperium are in no danger. Like all the Protectorate races, they are considered honored citizens of the empire. In addition to having military protection and autonomous rule of their settlements, they are granted full representation in the Imperial Senate and full access to all civil and economic resources." Quintus gave the man a reassuring smile, hiding the tips of his teeth.
Chekov felt something off when the lizard smiled. His guts told him something wasn't quite right. And what did he say, calamities back on Terra? What had gone back on Terra all this time? Chekov feared a moment that Terra might have been lost, forever
He shook his head, he wouldn't fall for xeno plays. "Than I am sure we could send a diplomatic envoy to ensure you are correct about the way you treat Terrans. We can of course accept an envoy from you as well. Though I will have to notify my government and superiors about that." "Ten sleeper ships you say ... We Stoinians got fine with one. Do tell, what is the current population number of your species and the Terrans." Pacifica: Myria, Sallodesia, Stoinia • A1-0: Stoinian Star Kingdom • Aurora: Kingdom of Threnebor
"There are roughly 1.2 trillion Humans living within our territory as of the Emperor's coronation ten years ago, and approximately thirty-three trillion Drakari. We are hoping to try and uncover the location of the Human homeworld to try and uncover whether the claims of catastrophe were exaggerated or not." The Lord of Admirals straightened his posture. "As for the sleeper ships, the government of Terra Nova had them moved onto the planet's surface to serve as museums and research centers. Last I checked, they were open to the general public. Unfortunately, we are currently working with fragments ofdata, so that has slowed any progress made."
"That being said, I am certain the Speaker of the Senate and the Emperor will be glad to welcome an envoy." He rubbed at the spikes along his jaw as he tried to recall his last visit to that planet.
This xeno certainly wasn't acting like a Terran Officer would. Perhaps it was a cultural thing. Nonetheless. It seemed like Stoinians really had fixating their mindset on having 6 children or more since the War at Home.
"I see, we're around 8 trillion Terrans and 4 trillion Cheunh. Had it not been for the Velutarian War, we could have been at 20 trillion Terrans." "Nonetheless history is past us now. I suggest we reconvene after we have mad contact with our respective governments and address this first contact situation. You may leave towards your ship. Perhaps you will be able to show us how your ships look next time?" Pacifica: Myria, Sallodesia, Stoinia • A1-0: Stoinian Star Kingdom • Aurora: Kingdom of Threnebor
"Perhaps you can catch a glimpse of our ships as we orient ourselves with the stellar coordinates of our destination." Quintus chuckled softly as he nodded to the Human across the table.
As he motioned for his escort to form up, he looked back at Chekov and raised a craggy brow. "I take it you are wondering why I share this information with you, Admiral Chekov?"
Was this xeno challenging him? It could be so, but still ... He had to remain a certain degree of diplomatic.
"Actually I am not. In my opinion, they looked rather ugly from the outside, Admiral Tessarin. I doubt they would be any better on the inside. And if you are so keen to head back to your destination, than perhaps we should send with you a proper means of communication with us." He grabbed a datapad and instructed it with the frequencies to the Stoinian Direct Governmental channels. He then also pressed on a small console and the viewscreen turned on, projecting A1-0 Sector with the borders of the Ryccian and Treecuu Empires as well as the Stoinian Star Kingdom. "Since you came here by accident, it may be wise to let us know of your borders. That way we don't return the favour of unexpected visits. The datapad I have given you contains a list of channels your government can use to contact mine." He raised himself and handed the datapad to the xeno Admiral. "I think this will do for a first contact. May you find your way back home and next time you visit us, try to knock first. Godspeed, Admiral Tessarin." A reflex mad his hand to for a handshake, but Chekov acted quickly and made it into a salute. He wasn't going to shake hands with this lizard. Not until the Drakari had proven themselves. Sooner or later the Stoinians would have to send a liaison over to check on the Terrans there. Perhaps than a more in depth view could be made about the Drakari. Pacifica: Myria, Sallodesia, Stoinia • A1-0: Stoinian Star Kingdom • Aurora: Kingdom of Threnebor
Quintus accepted the datapad, quietly noting the location of the other powers, carefully tapping his claws on the interface. "If you wish for the location of our borders, they are located here at the northern end of the sector. Allow me enter the coordinates so as to avoid any... border incidents... in the future."
The hulking creature turned his piercing gaze towards the Human, briefly giving him a genuine smile as he handed the datapad back to Chekov. "Likewise. Hopefully, should we cross paths again in the future, it will be under much more pleasant circumstances. I have a feeling that the Emperor and the Speaker of the Senate would be eager to formally open relations between our states. Granted, travel times and FTL methods are likely to cause minor issues in regards to commerce."
When Chekov saw the lizard's smile, it further ratified the monstrous image he already had about the xeno Admiral. Why would God create such things? Nonetheless, there was no reason to provoke him now. Maybe the Drakari would prove useful one day, though he doubted it.
"Very well then, my government will probably contact yours in about a week. Though I wouldn't count on commerce that quickly. Trust me on that one, the scars of the Velutarian War are still deep in our nation. Safe yourney. You know the way out." The Stoinians had made a new acquiantance. Time would now decide whether they would be friend or foe. Chekov wasn't too enthusiast about it. As soon as the Drakari would depart for their ship he would contact his superiors and brief them on what had happened. The galactic neighbourhood was changing, but would the Stoinians? Pacifica: Myria, Sallodesia, Stoinia • A1-0: Stoinian Star Kingdom • Aurora: Kingdom of Threnebor
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