Drakador_Chaos
Supreme Commanders Redd and Richard walked into the command bureau practically in step, though they entered from different doorways, Redd's mandibles twitched as he surveyed the room with his multicoloured compound eyes. A small D'graf lieutenant, Lt I'ron immediately moves to intercept the two giants, licking her muzzle nervously. She holds out a transcript to Redd.
"Commander, here is a copy of the transmission, it's from the TATC head, they say they want to discuss trade, I thought they couldn't considering the fact we are at war in perpetuity? something doesn't seem right here."
A figure appears behind I'ron, it is Aeo, Krekovian head of Solaric Intelligence, he holds out his own transcript and adresses Redd.
"What's more sir, there appears to have been several almost identical transmissions sent to various other recipients, all who would normally be outside the TATC's self imposed customer base guidelines, something doesn't quite ring true here."
Redd: "HnnWho were the oother messages directed to?"
Aeo: "FlareCorp and The Dimensional Collective sir."
Redd: "HnnContact FlareCorp and link me to the transmission, reeady my shuuttle."
Richard: "I want to come with you if you are going anywhere, it's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't trust you to look after yourself effectively."
Redd: "HnnI am perfectly capaable-"
Richard: "Yes yes, get moving."
A short time later Redd's shuttle rockets skywards, and a transmission lances out toward Flare's capital.
@G4L4XY
++This is Solaric Command, FlareCorp please respond, Urgent.++