THE EMBASSY

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
Though the Embassy is mostly reserved for internal galactic affairs, that does not exclude their wantowness to eventually expand the influence of this political and economical organization to stretches beyond that of its origin galaxy. Hence, the AD vessel is instructed to proceed to one of the many stations that dot the landscape of The Embassy system. The stations themselves are large enough to accomodate the extremely sizeable space transport vessels, shouldn't be a problem for the more compact combat ships.

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
The ship did indeed head to the closest station and docked there, however did not opened it´s airlocks yet. Instead a transmission was sent to the station. It seems to be from the captain rather than from a diplomat.
/Transmission Start/
Greetings Embassy station, carriership has been docked, requesting permission to send a shuttle to the embassy planet, our diplomat would like to establish connections with the area and view the embassy complex.

Fort_Master_Gustav

HarryRocks101
The man explains calmly, his soothing voice a clear differ between the physique of the man against the rock-like being:

"It serves a dual purpose. On one side, it is a hub for safe trading, on the other, it will eventually host the galactic senate, a political place to organize and unite the galaxy. It was made largely by The Ambassador in concept, in spite of the division the Deltas generated amongst the galactic scene."

The man guides the group through winding corridors of modern brutalist architecture cut by carefully placed greenery that thrives in the controlled environment. After taking a ride in a spatious elevator, they reach a floor with an ante-chamber that leads to a large corridor connecting many rooms on one side, and with thick yet clear windows to showcase the developed exterior of The Senate building. The man speaks again:

"It is now that I must depart, at the last room in the end of the corridor, one of our representatives awaits to converse properly with you. This particular section of this floor will be yours after all is dealt with, to act as a temporary embassy and a small place to represent your nation before you set up something more engineered in one of the many construction spaces within The Embassy. I bid you farewell, and good luck, that we may develop a long-lasting and frutuitous relation."

HarryRocks101

Fort_Master_Gustav
The commander thanks him and the team begins traversing down the corridor to the representative the commander up front discussing with his second about the architecture, discussing specifically what the material is composed off

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
The ship docks into what is a large framework with huge evenly spaced concentric rings surrounding it, forming some kind of sectioned cyllinder. The magnetic docking prongs lock onto the ship, but the docking connector doesn't. The concentric rings spring into motion and scan the ship throught its entirity through a multi-spectrum scan.
After such has been done, nuclear-grade weaponry is confiscated by an unknown means. The ship itself is cleared to proceed to the space elevator that towers above the largest visible building on the planet, but if they wish, they could send the shuttle alone.

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
A confirmation was sent from the ship and it undocked from the station, soon after heading towards the space elevator, interestingly enough the ship did not seem to possess any nuclear grade weaponry to begin with.
After docking procedures had been finished an elegant human woman with medium length purple hair stepped out of the airlock, wearing what seemed to be a mix of a dress and a uniform, there she waited.

Fort_Master_Gustav

HarryRocks101

KrankysFirebrand48

ShadowZero

I think that it's better we do this over discord in DMs. I can transcribe the interaction afterwards. Reason for it being is that tbh I have more time to do it over discord than doing it over the forums, and I'd have to put up with 3 essentially identical interactions XD
I'd like to put this blame on my comrades here, mando and soundbust, but I cannot, since everyone is busy with something, and it's ugly to blame people for stuff. Soooo contact me in DMs whenever you wanna do this, it'll just be a common political interaction, no super fancy intricate shenaningans.

TastyCoffee

Soundbust11

Zeor contemplated the conversation between the two Vaiaelons with an impassive smile. Incomprehensible speech didn't surprise him, or at least the lizard's face did not show his confusion. Musavian remained silent until Kotaii started talking to him.

-On behalf of the conglomerate, I am pleased to invite you to our modest headquarters.

Zeor carefully adjusted his twisted corporate badge, as if hiding behind its golden glitter.

-This is not only a matter of hospitality, but also an important part of... description to our offer.

Main building of DVC was almost hidden among the more noticeable and spacious structures. The humble three-storeyed transparent dome showed its insides comfortably and sincerely, while also being luxuriantly dressed in a variety of alien greenery. It softly shone through; It demonstratively exposed people, rooms, machinery and winding strips of electrical wiring as well as leafs, flovers and vines. Any passer-by at any time could easily see the flickering shadows and silhouettes of workers here and there. All these factors made an indelible impression; small, fragile and cozy building was a kind of fresh spot against the backdrop of the monumental mega-structures of the Embassy.

But inside, DVC headquarters did not create a sense of insecurity. The confidential conference rooms were artfully positioned in blind spots, safely hidden behind dense bushes and protected by all kinds of isolating fields. Zeor and his companion arrived to one of these halls; Musavian offered Kotaii an easy chair at a round table and then sat down.

-I cannot express my delight enough, ambassador. It is my personal and sincere belief that right now we are participating in historical event that will affect countless generations of our descendants.

Zeor made a perfectly-white predatory smile. He repeated everything that he previously told to Quint (except for the bribe offer) and slightly smiled again.

-...Now conglomerate only needs to turn this concept into reality. We have successfully tested our technology in MISE and we are ready to adapt it to local laws and cultures of every single state in galaxy if it is necessary. The only thing we don't have...

Zeor bowed slightly with a sad hiss.

-... is political and military power, but we hope to solve this critical problem with your help. Conglomerate thinks that independent galactic-wide informational network is something that should be closely tied to Embassy since we pursue an absolutely same goal. "Connectivity, compassion, concern"- we have this words as our motto and we sincerely think that they can be used to shortly explain a concept of Embassy itself. Also... we have heard a lot about VWP communicational technologies. Our own interstellar communication is limited by FTL-drives and radiostations, and we humbly ask you for help in this sphere. Conglomerate and War Pact can achieve a lot by working together, and I believe that you see it as clear as I do.

Soundbust11

TastyCoffee
The VWP diplomat listened patiently, a calm and collected smile portrayed on his muzzle. His extensive tail swished from side to side as the lizard spoke, he seemed pleased with the chair as well.

"Well... an intriguing concept to be sure. The VWP already has several national systems similar to what you describe, but none open to international systems.

Political power is an unfortunately subjective thing, our meer backing of you would not guarantee success in all your endeavours. Military power however is a lot more universal, I'm certain some of our mothballed ships could be refurbished for Musavian use, and beyond that, our reserve fleets may assist you if asked. The latter may be unavailable in the approaching months however, given ahem "recent developments"...

The technology may prove an excellent means to some of the council's ends in the future. You see, while the government is interested in closer diplomatic relations (hence our involvement here), the public are, shall we say, hesitant, given our history. Perhaps the chance to speak with individuals of foreign origin, they will become more lenient in that direction. For now though, we will have to decline VWP involvement in this system; rushing into it without further testing potentially may yield disastrous results, even revolution. He shudders at the thought.

The schematics and operational instructions for our Qcomm setups will be provided, in exchange for a substantial stock share and free integration into the network should we request it in the future. On top of that there will be conditions on its use; the technology is not to be redistributed, if a device need be set up in foreign space, it will be overseen by trusted DVC personnel, not local powers. Following this, the device is not to be reverse engineered in any way, you may construct and use them, but not make any alterations or observations. Providing all of these requirements are met, I believe we have ourselves a deal."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
After stepping out of the airlock, the woman is met face-to-face with the anthropomorphic wolf many refer to as "The Ambassador". They are face-to-face in a large loading and unloading area of the station, within a relatively small walkway reserved for personnel rather than products and goods.
The woman does not know how she knows that the wolfman is The Ambassador. After all, that is not a fact known by many. The Embassy's existance relies on his existance, hence they know of his existance, though not so much as his appearance. However, now, face-to-face with the beng in question, it is undoubtable that he emanates a kind of aura, a feeling that escapes the understanding of the woman and falls within the territory of weird familiarity, like a deja-vu or a long-forgotten memory your brain rescues for no reason at all.
His semblence is calm and his hand-like paws meet halfway to his torso, one above the other. He undoes them in a greeting manner with a slight bow, and speaks in a soothing voice.

"We were certainly not expecting extra-galactical visitors so soon. However, you are more than welcome. Tell me, are you here to join us?"

ShadowZero

Fort_Master_Gustav (no problem)

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
"Greetings mister... 'Ambassador', are you ok? You looked a bit pale there for a moment, albeit 'pale' might be the wrong word for it."
She frowned for a brief moment, whilst she seemed to have no notably psychic capabilities or anything alike, she at the very least seemed to have an eye for details, as she had noticed the brief change when the whisper had passed by.
"Regardless, I have to admit it is true that in the current times Ascendant Dawn ships are a rare sight in this galaxy. I am currently here to evaluate this place and see if it would be worth sending an envoy here, from what I have seen so far, that might indeed be the case. Though our presence here would more likely be of mercantile nature, rather than political."
She looked out of the window, down on the planetscape for a moment and then... giggled?
"You could also say it is a personal vacation of sorts, I´m tired of visiting backwater worlds of reclusive empires."

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
It was a rather busy day in the Embassy system, both trade and diplomatic vessels going in and out on a regular shedule.
The day would´ve likely stayed this peaceful if it wouldn´t have been for a tiny detail that occured that day...
The sensors across all stations picked up something rather ominous, amidst the background radiation and transmission between incoming and outgoing ships suddenly, only for a brief moment the galactic plain seemed to almost...
...tremble?
Following this there was a silent but distinct whisper, lasting only a few seconds, then, it was gone again, interestingly enough the Ambassador picked up the whisper as well and in response, for just a brief moment, he felt nauseous.
This whisper disappeared again momentarily and not even the Ambassador himself could track its exact origin, yet, something felt wrong, likely only time would tell what.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
Unbeknownst to whatever force shaked the foundations of the universe and gathered the attention of one of the political and economical hubs of the galaxy, a meeting of its inner circle, concerned with keeping the safety of the whole of the system itself, meant to represent a faint glimmer of hope within the darkness that galactic threats could generate.
Two things were decided within the meeting. The first was managed by The Ambassador, an effort to safeguard the system from the action of extraneous forces, a way to defend itself assuredly against entities that may pose a challange, using powers that he himself may not known completely of. These efforts were taken in complete secrecy by The Ambassador alone, only known to the other heads of the interior affairs team.
The second topic decided upon was a conjoined effort of amassing capable combat and scouting forces to deeply sound the galaxy and the universe in search for the cause of the sudden phenomena. Having two powerful entities on their team, anything that goes by them without their knowledge is a just cause for measures to be taken. This force is commanded by Y3, which should be more than capable of coordinating it. All non-essential resources are available to this force.

TastyCoffee

Soundbust11

Zeor smiled broadly and nodded.

-Yes, these conditions are absolutely acceptable for the conglomerate. It was a pleasure to meet you, ambassador.

Musavian got up from the table and bowed.

-This is where my sentence ends. Thank you for your time.

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav (@Soundbust11)
It had been a couple of months now since the groups to investigate the whisper had been formed, a couple of months since first whisper occured on the Embassy.
Although no new anomalies occurred on the Embassy itself and although the Herald had stayed quite calm, aside from perpetually wandering the Embassy, the group had been constantly on edge, with new reports about new teras and new attacks coming in every day, too strong to properly prepare for and too fast to properly react to.
At least, that is what many said.
There seemed to be a select few, which were able to actually bargain with the beasts from beyond the tear, some in the form of a battle, others in the form of a sacrifice.
Regardless of whether that was true or not, there seemed to also be rumours spreading about an ominous reward, a sort… prophecy.
Though these rumours for the time remained just that, rumours, as all affected factions seemed to have gone into an almost paranoid information ban, clutching onto each piece of knowledge they may or may not have achieved…
One this day, a couple of months after the initial whisper… the treacherous peace ended at last.
There was another faint rumble on the sensors, a strange fleeting sensation welling up within people in the system…
...and then, another whisper, primordial, indistinguishable and yet… there.
Then, the small blind spot which they had observed ever since the first whisper… suddenly began expanding, although it was at an almost unnoticeable rate, given the astronomical distances in play, the fact that it was expanding at all had terrifying implications.
Something was approaching the Embassy.
It was approaching fast and it was extraordinarily massive…

In the meantime, the Herald suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning his head to sky and staring intensly...
He smiled ...and mumbled, something neither the security systems nor the bystanders could actually understand.
Then, he continued his walk as if nothing happened. Whatever would be happening next, it seems the Heralds time on the Embassy was reaching its end.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
"Some tend to react that way, yes. I assure you I am in perfect health and anything that doesn't seem like it is naught more than an illusion from one's own mind, or so I hope."

The wolfman comes up from his semibow, and smiles a weird smile due to his canine features, yet one that transmits the feeling of truthfulness.

"Then merchants you shall be. If we were to allow you to partake in the politics of the galaxy, I am sure many would complain. I myself reckon that for us to take this venture beyond the borders of G-S16 would be a dangerous enterprise, one exercised with great caution."

The wolfman extends his right hand and from it slowly rises up some kind of imiscible grey metallic material, forming into a globe shape which inflates and deflates in localized spots. Suddenly, color washes over it and the patterns of elevation get increasingly complex. By the end of it, a nigh perfect miniature of the planet is formed.

"The Embassy is a beautiful world for it was built to be beautiful. I myself don't have much interest in its beauty, but the humans and anthropomorphics alike seem to be quite keen on its vast engineered landscapes. As you can probably guess, I don't get much time to appreciate it."

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
The woman nodded understandingly and observed the miniature.
"I figured someone like you would be busy alot of the time, I suppose it would be possible to delegate someone else for this task then? After all I would like to avoid taking up time of someone this important. Though I would like to take look around the embassy and merchant districts this planet likely has and get a grasp of the structure and workings of the place."
She paused for a brief moment, apparently thinking.
"Oh and are there any tourguides of sorts?"

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
The wolfman chuckles a bit, lightheartedly.

"I prefer to meet the important people in person."

He closes he palm of his hand and the globe crumbles into itself, dissapearing.

"Of course. However the place is very well mapped, unless you want to enter one of the endless maintenence tunnels on purpose, I doubt you'd get lost... Lets get to the ground level shall we? This is the space elevator that connects directly to the central trading and logistics hub, as well as the political center. The central trading hub will have holopads for free with maps of the place and guides to teach you how to get to the other hubs and sections of the planet."

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
The woman nodded and followed.
"How long was building process of this project, if I may ask? If my information is correct GL&M have done most of the construction work after they took hold of Yutera."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
"A few years. It is a joint development between the M.I.S.E, the V.W.P, the I.M.G, me and the people that already inhabited this planet. GL&M was involved, but so was a good portion of the M.I.S.E government, they are brilliant construction engineers, their minds have developed well due to the limitations of their origin planet.
Initially I was afraid to employ GL&M, as megacorporations tend to have blatant disregard for human decency. Surprisingly they seem to be an exception to the rule for as deep as I've dug."

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav
The woman giggled again...
"Is that so? Interesting, the other information is as well."
She seemed to thinking for a moment.
"Well, we know about the V.W.P. at least that which the various outsiders knew to tell, something about the GSR and teh other ongoing war currently, the I.M.G. is in fact new to me, a faction or another Megacorp?"

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
"They seem to be another megacorporation, though they manage a fleet of independent traders."