Fort_Master_Gustav
A large vessel jumps out of FTL from a proper distance from The Embassy, to not appear threatening. It is joined with 2 escort ships, to protect the large, defensive vessel. Weapons are offline. on the sides of the ships, a logo is shown, with text under it; NORDIC SCIENCES
They send out a transmission to The Embassy, with visuals showing 2 individuals behind a desk. One is a woman, with long and curly white hair in a tail. She appears friendly. Next to her is a man who doesn't look as engaging, with a rather blank look on his face. He has short black hair, and is dressed in a white coat, as if he was pulled from a lab mere seconds ago.
Transmission Starts
The woman, named Emma, speaks first. "Greetings, The Embassy. We, the representatives from Nordic Sciences, wish to discuss a possible alliance, or partnership, which will benefit both of us greatly.
I'm the Director of Public Relations, Emma, and next to me is the Head Director of Research, who is able to explain what we sell in great detail." Her eyes land on the man for a second, and she quickly sees his dreadful expression, and then you see her caughs in a suggestive manner.
The man then looks more at the camera, as if he just realises this is being transmitted. "Ah, yea. My name is Tommon Regras, the Head Director of Research. I'm able to explain in detail what our corporation is about." You see the eyes of Emma roll in embarrassment, and Tommon continues. "I hope we can discuss, and create, a possible allia-"
Transmission Ends - Abruptly