Catplayz Duck United-Canadian-Republic Terket
(sorry for the Wait, I'm now done with the last of my final exams and will be able to write more often)
Catplayz
The driver turns back and starts up the four-legged walker's engines. As they sputter into life, the walker steps forward, slightly shaking the ground beneath its metal feet. Rumbling forward and passing rows of machinery and tanks, the walker provides a decent view around the large open landing pads, behind them the massive Zeppelins being refueled. The bunker complex creeps near as the walker makes its way along a very busy road, which seems to be in various states of disrepair, though work seems to be done to repair it.
"Ve return to reclaim our lost territories and establish a bulwark against zhe threats zhat are still at large in zhis galaxy namely our old foes. And you?"
As the walker enters the bunker complexes through a large shutter gate into a large hangar filled with other mostly-ground borne machinery, it stops and lowers itself, and the officer climbs off.
Duck
"Overall, it does sound very intriguing, if I do say so myself."
He takes the firearm and sticks it into his officers coat, then stands up, leaning onto the table.
"Zhe costs are kind of high, but acceptable. You vill be paid in Gold, Reichsmark or Galactic Credit, vhich do you prefer?"
Terket
"Ve could say zhe same to you. After zhe hassle in orbit it is nice ve could come to terms and settle zhat.. unwanted stress. So, vhat brings you to our beautiful fortress world?"
The officer contemplates for several seconds whether looking down upon the Ïchlamo or squatting down would be more acceptable, but in the end just looks down.
United-Canadian-Republic
//Transmission: GSR Code//
"Zhis is zhe 5th Heimatverteidigungsflotte of zhe Second German Space Regime, you may send a diplomatic vessel to zhe included coordinates to acquire said permits to travel through GSR space. Announce your arrival at the minimum 10 minutes before exiting FTL."
//Transmission End//
