Drakador_Chaos More and more ships of both Assault- and Explorer-Classes begin appearing between the two stations.
Suddenly, a feeling of sorrow and sadness overwhelms all of the Collective. For but a brief moment, every ship, android and mechanical contraption linked to the Collective ceases to move as they contemplate... something sad. Constable-Unknown was first to snap out of it as he received an unknown transmission.
"Yes, my leader? Confirmation Required... Affirmative. Query: Which faction is-- Are you sure? I agree. As you wish."
"WHO IS IT THAT CONTACTED YOU?"
"To quote a Terran expression: 'You know damn well who it is.' We have orders to not engage unless they fire on us first."
"SHOULD I MOVE FORTRESS AL--?"
"Negative: Keep it here. No risk."
"'Bad feeling' intensity > Expected intensity."