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Namek

When you walked in the shop, you noticed it looked way darker than before... More... Grimm.... More sinister...

The Assistent emerged from the floor, from the basement behind is desk, and locked it, and made the key dissapear.

The Assistent: “Oh... You again!!! Welcome back, what a shame of the gun, may I see it?”

The Assistent cheered up when he saw you, but you noticed like the shop, he was also darker in the inside, darker than before.

Ultranova

Namek

James rubbed his temples.

"Awfully sorry to intrude on you like that, but I really can't touch the weapon." James took a deep breath

"It's stuck on my ship. Would you like to take a look at it?"

Namek

Ultranova

The Assistent looks at him... And even closer...

An evil aura deep inside The Assistent slowly burns...

But suddenly his kindness took over extremely, and he smiled.

“But well ofcourse! I cant have unhappy costumers! Guide me to your ship!”

(Defenitely a trap, but The Assistent is an ignorant curious type... Cant stop him.)

Gladiaxa

Ultranova You receive another call, and a message.

Ultranova

Gladiaxa (look mate, James hasn't got any communicators on him, and the GLE won't pick up because the transmission signals can't reach them unless they turn their wavelength disruptor off, which they won't be doing until they want to contact someone)

Gladiaxa

Ultranova (Ha...)
You hear ... nothing.

Ultranova

Gladiaxa (Freaky...)

Gladiaxa

Ultranova (I will have to use other means of communication)

Ultranova

Gladiaxa (Yeah, you could try to use brainwaves upon James and interpret his response. Or you could call 111, the emergency GLE hotline)

Gladiaxa

Ultranova (Not for the first, not original, and the second would surely be too long)

Ultranova

Gladiaxa (I could use my hold tone though 🙁. Well, if you really want to contact the GLE, the best way is through James. Try and find a way through him...)

Gladiaxa

Ultranova (it's already found)

Jenwuf

Namek
After some time, the ship adjusts its course to rendezvous with the incoming ships.

A small docking bay opens up on its ventral hull, whilst multiple other ship-connector tunnels extend from elsewhere for the FTL fuel to be transferred from.

Namek

Jenwuf

At that time, The Assistent sends a transmission.

“Are you satisfied? It has all the data I have about wars, I stole it from an ancient library.”

Jenwuf

Namek
After some time more, a response is given via text comms again.

It should suffice...
What do you request as payment for this?

Namek

Jenwuf

How about an object of your species wich is unique, not anywhere found in the universe? The more unique things I have, the more powerful I get... Since money is rather useless for me. (But also nice to reveive.)

Jenwuf

Namek

Unfortunately for you, our only unique objects are our technology, along with our reflective crystals used in our paint.
We refuse to give such things to you for security concerns...
You seemed to be far too happy to give us information on others, what stops you from giving others our information should we accept to give you them?
We can give you a ship, credits or something else, but not something that others do not have already...

Namek

Jenwuf

The Assistent mood changed rapidly....

"You seem to misunderstand me.... The informatio I supplied were from an ancient library... The wars on it were layed public, and the library stored it for future wisdom...

But it is fine... Why not give me a ship, and our business is complete..."

He talked serious... Like a complete different person...

Jenwuf

Namek

That works...
We can have the ship constructed in a few days and sent here with a small skeleton crew.
It seems like a somewhat fair exchange...

Namek

Jenwuf

“That is great! I willl await the ship!”

He trusts them to follow up with their words...

Jenwuf

Namek
A small LC battlegroup exits FTL, once again on the opposite side of the battle to where they need to be.
image https://i.imgur.com/5d5M1t5.png
With them, and in the lead, is a new-ish Tiark co ship. Presumably what they intend to give as payment.

FangTheCat Brank
//Transmission Start//
Unknown ships, please identify yourselves and state your intentions, we require passage through the area and will not allow for you to stand in our way.
//Transmission End//

Their guns aim squarely at the center of the ongoing battle...