Light fades away... The Black Sun will rise! GSR returns. [Event]

The-Devil-Incarnate

boombox The GSR receive an incoming broadcast
Answer it - ???
Don't - Nothing

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The-Devil-Incarnate
The GSR comms facilities pick up the broadcast and listen to it.

Duck
The officer nods as one of the soldiers leaves to make coffee.
"Indeed. What are ve negotiating about though? You still have not told us of zhe aim of your negotiations. Also, vhat kind of device is zhat?"

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boombox
The captain happily sits down, as the bodyguards stand and guard.
The ambassador quietly sits down next to the captain, looking about and keeping watch of the following converstaion.
The communicator pushes the large device into a corner of the room, beginning to set it up. Though the device itself seems heavily outdated in comparison to more modern communication devices.

Oh yeah, i could go for some coffee. Our supply of it ran out a few weeks ago and we have not managed to resupply that yet. Though shall we move on with the negotiations?"

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boombox
"Oh, that? Thats the device we use to message our higher-ups in terms of more private matters. Its a more temporary thing though surprisingly usefull as its messages go past most modern things or so i've heard. We encrypt it heavily too so its not the only defence."
The communicator seems about done, now just sitting infront of what appears to be a keyboard just looking back at the captain and officer.
"Though yeah, as i've been told we are on the lookout for deal you could describe as both a sponsor, and a trade deal. Our alligence could supply weapons, supplies, ~~drugs~~ and even support via a lent force or two. We opperate in the shadows so-say, as we suspect our activety on the global stage could attract backlash if open to see for everyone."
the advisor percs up
"Well, as you could possibly see we are not the priority of assigned diplomats, we serve here mostly over just laying the grounds. On the terms of an equivalent trade, for our supplies and services we would accept credits, technology or even scrapjunk."

The-Devil-Incarnate

boombox A pre-recorded message plays Hello, I am Jason, the CEO of Hydra Shipyrads, we have interests in business with you, come to these coordinates if your interested. X:79, Y:14, Z:140

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Duck
"Interesting.."
The officer leans forward and studies the privateer captains face, thinking.
"Vhat kind of drugs? Also, tell me more about zhe supplies."
Scribbling down some notes he continues:
"As well as zhat, if you are able to contact your higher ups, zhey are welcome to send someone with a diplomatic clearance here to discuss more.. private matters."

Brank
As on the ground workers pause to look up in awe at the behemoth of a transporter above them, the flight control staff looks uneasy for a second until they receive the transmission, when they ease up and laugh and cheer, high fiving each other.
//Transmission: GSR Code//
"Confirmed, C.N.S Tip of the Spear. You are clear for cargo dropping.
...
Thank you."
//Transmission//
Through the transmission the cheers in the background can be heard in a muffled way, and on the ground the workers, while being shooed off to work, breathe a sigh of relief and hope, as this massive freighter resembled the power that this nation once held and hopefully soon would hold again.

Brank

@boombox @Duck @HMS-Hood
Above the Fortress world's Northwest Hemisphere, a Masive Blue-Black Portal Tears open, and a Massive Purple Ship, Reaching almost 30 thousand meters long, and almost 12 thousand meters wide, lumbers through.

The GSR receives a transmission.
//This is the C.N.S Tip of the Spear. We brought some things for you.//

Brank

boombox 4 smaller ships Launch from the Ship, heading down to the surface.

These ships split off, and approach different landing zones around the planet, as they arrive over important construction sites, dozens of Type-25 spirits launch, carrying all sorts of things such as materials, equipment, a few even dropping off structures, allowing the direct warp of materials from the ship in orbit to the ground. Meanwhile a lone Phantom sends a text transmission, stating it has blueprints and schematics, and asking where it should drop them off.

Spirit
Phantom

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"Well i'll be honest since by the apperance of our ships and such it isnt hard to figure. We get a lotta stuff from piracy, now for many it may seem "immoral" and such though it does pay up. You's could even ask us to directly pirate certain escorts and such, our disquises make us anonymous so as long as this deal stays in the shadows, you have a lot of potential."
The captain looks back at the communicator, of which opens a cubboard in the device. The communicator takes out a briefcase, coming over and placing it on the table.
the captain turns the briefcase around, opening it towards the officer.
Inside the briefcase, you see a lot of different material, different types of both combat drugs/addrenaline, some magazines coming from all kinds of producers, even what looks to be a small firearm, its origin quite unclear at the moment.
"And thats just the beginning of it! Imagine crates of this coming semi-regularly, either as general or as specific as you'd like."
The captain leans back towards the communicator.
"Connect it up will ya?"
The communicator begins to start up the device, taking out a battery, connecting it and such. As stated it looks fairly old, though eventually he gets it working.

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HMS-Hood
The officer sighs and smiles sympathetically.
"I dont blame you. UN Treaties vere always meant to be broken."
....
"Zhe UN, is it still a danger to you at zhe moment?"
The truck stops and he jumps out of the back doors, leading Saigō towards the HQ, passing construction sites and several companies performing drills.

Terket
For a while there is no answer, then a return message makes its way to the scouts:
*//Transmission: GSR Code//**
"Hello and guten Morgen. War is not zhe only way to get to know people, luckily. Ve have never heard of you, who are you?"
*//Transmission End//**

Brank
The workers on the construction sites happily show where to drop off everything, being very grateful for it.

At the same time a return message is sent to the phantom:
//Transmission: GSR Local Code//
"Fly to zhe southeastern temporary HQ 5. It is set up in a landed Kriegszeppelin. Zhere you vill find our lead engineers."

The-Devil-Incarnate
The message is saved in the logs but as of now no ship is sent off due to the fact that there are no idle ships around at the moment.

HMS-Hood

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Saigō would slightly frown at the question "well, the times haven't been so kind upon us. The UK that you will most likely know had collapsed political pressure and Supermarine and Avro got together and brought the UK back from the ashes.
We took to the stars conquering lots of space, it was all fine and dandy until we had made the HMS Hood, it broke a treaty limiting the gun size for warships and the UN overran our perimeter beating us into the current state we are in now. In our current state, we only control a dwarf planet and a space station and ironically the Hood is now our flagship. funny that no?" Saigō would slightly sigh "it would seem that time favours others more, no?"

Terket

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Akyraté scouts noticed activity that they haven't noticed since they returned to the shadows, since that mishap with the musavians, or whatever had..never mind. They attempted to send a message in the general direction on those channels..

Why hello! Though we didn't know you guys much, we never really knew anyone who didn't attack us.

Terket

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a reply was heard
We are of the seventh (and superior) Akyraté fleet Longstring. Looking at the code, it seems that there may have been mention of your peoples, though I've never heard of such things. But I'm sure those who've heard either died from seniority or that rather unexpected plague. Gave us reason not to trust lizards.

Brank

boombox After the Inital materials, Vehiclesare dropped off, hovering above the ground and able to carry well over a hundred tonnes each, they work well for carrying materials. Alongside those, 4 legged locusts are dropped off, equip with excavation beams, they are perfect for clearing land and rubble alike. Meanwhile, the Phantom approaches the Zeppelin, dropping off an Elite with a crate, he heads inside.

HMS-Hood

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"Nein, they just stopped attacking our lines after some time, odd? no?"

Saigō would follow the man to the HQ that they had set up. "funny how the "peacekeeping" force caused us more troubles than enemy nations themselves." Saigō would look at the GSR soldiers performing their drills and smile a bit "they seem like good men, ready to do whatever it takes to serve their country"

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HMS-Hood
The officer nods. Very good men. most of zhem are hardened veterans of several intergalactic wars, and ready to die for zhe fatherland in a heartbeat. After all, zhe quote still stands: Ad victoriam, ex machina, non nobis sed patriae."
He smiles and walks inside with Saigō, after passing through a few corridors leads him to a large meeting room, though it looks more luxurious than the ones they had passed in the corridors, with leathern furniture and a heavy wooden table. The walls, decorated with firearms and German Flags as well as paintings, speak of a long history, and a few plants give the room its warmth.
"You and your men, have a seat. I'm sure zhat you have been flying quite zhe while, would you like something to eat or drink?"

Brank

The Zeppelin in its landed form is quite a sight to behold, but nowhere near the size of the freighter.
Walking inside, guarded by men in power armour the Elite can see hundreds of workstations and engineers rapidly working on different projects.
One Guard steps in the Elites way, but gets pulled back by another: "Clearance codes are correct. He's allowed to enter."
Passing the two, the elite gets approached by a man with white hair standing up and goggles on his forehead: "Guten Morgen! Ve have expected you! You vanted to deliver somezhing, right?"

Terket
//Transmission://
"Not trusting lizards is always a good option. In any way, Akyraté, it is nice to establish contact with you. where is your empire or nation located?"
//Transmission End//

Brank

boombox "Yes, this Crate contains schematics to Many Weapons, Vehicles, and Blueprints to a Ship, I was tasked to deliver this sanction directly to your Zeppelin Forward Base."
he passes the crate to the Man, bows, and returns to the Phantom. Meanwhile, the CSO in orbit asks if they have any excavation sites.

Terket

boombox

There isn't any particular place that we'll have resided, mainly because Ajakis is long lost, well that's the only place any of the Akyratés have imagined residing until recently, so i'm told. The Ambassador ship Longstring should be nearby some quadrant..what system do you use?

HMS-Hood

boombox "yes, that would be greatly appreciated, preferably some tea and hash-browns for me and my men here" Saigō would take off his SBR and put it back into his kitbag giving way to a weathered, scared and tired face. He was a clean-shaven man with a face that looked to have shared several conflicts, wars, skirmishes and much more. He set his Sten MK.7 down, leaving it to lean against the chair that he had taken a seat upon.
"it is good to see that we can look past what has happened those many years ago."

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Brank

The reply pinpoints several excavation sites where old tunnels were filled with rubble or collapsed, as well as a larger site where a deep hole for an anti-orbital emplacement is being dug.

Terket
//Transmission: GSR Code//
"Ve reside in Sector R-3 of zhe representative quadrant map, next to zhe Kel'Shir federation. Our territories spanned wide zhere, before zhe collapse."
//Transmission End//

HMS-Hood

After a while tea and brownies are being delivered while the Germans in the room take some beer and coffee themselves.
The officer nods slightly, smiling: "Yeah, it is pointless to hold grudges when after all, ve all come from zhe same blood. By zhe way, where does your nation reside at zhe moment?"
He sips his beer.

Duck
"Hmm... very interesting. Vhat kind of firearm is zhat?"
He takes a closer look at the raw materials as well.
Two soldiers closely monitor the setting up of the device as well.

Brank

boombox At the tunnels, nearby locusts are relocated, or more brought in via the teleportation pads. But at the larger dig site, multiple phantoms hover around, and get everyone away from the site, a loud whooshing is heard, and a huge cloud of dust and a crash, then blue lights flicker on with whirring and beeping noises, as a Massive, 4 legged Vehicle Rises, a Powerful Excavation Beam on the front, aswell as an Anti-Air cannon, the beast awaits orders from the Sites Foreman or Commander.
"Type 47 Scarab Excavation platform Awaiting instructions. Excavation Beam Charged and ready."

Terket

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As it happens, my ship, whatwasitagain.. (Caller of Stars) The Caller of Stars, is in that region. We Akyratés are spread out quite a bit..well..this galaxy's smaller than most I believe. Longstring is in the adjacent quadrant..which way does it go, clock or counter?

HMS-Hood

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"We hold our lands in orbit of the earth, The dwarf planet of Sedna if that rings a bell. Please, come around sometime, we'd be delighted to show you around. Although I'd suggest you exit FTL about 50KM early at the least, There's a large amount of scrap from enemy and ailled ship alike." the Saigō would chuckle a bit "Wouldn't want you getting shredded before we could even say hello!" Saigō would sip his tea, he'd seem to calm down a bit more, as if an edge was being taken off. Saigō would straighten his posture ever so slightly and take in a deep breath and, in a much calmer tone than before He'd ask the officer a question. "So, you have any other questions for us while we're here fritz?"

meanwhile, one of Lancaster's crewmen, first lt. "Nigel" started to hum a song, one that sounded..... familiar to the officer, " Weit ist der Weg züruck ins Heimatland"

Saigō would pass the officer a sphere. "it contains everything you need to locate us, Jump codes, Nav data, Hell...even a map if I'm correct."

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The captain looks over, one eyebrow up.
"Well, to be honest, we found it on a ship along some trade route. It seems to mostly have engravings, not really tactically benifitial."
Though as he rambles a bit about some "daring ship encounter" you spot more closely on the firearm. It seems to belong to none other than the aforementioned VWP. Then again you notice the captain clearly not showing knowledge on the origin moreover describing his own glory.