The Forge of Babel (Temporarily closed, accepting rare materials)

The_Overseer

The sphere held its place without showing any trace of surprise or terror in its actions, which were few or almost non-existent; and it prepared itself to escape if necessary, but that was the last option, the message had to be delivered, not because the message itself, but for the reasons of what lay within the sphere had.

"Stop"

A red energy shield materialized between the space that existed between the droid and the sphere, starting at a specific point and then expanding so that it formed a beautiful hexagon that divided the gap between the fleet and the droid from the white sphere.

"I do not seek to carry out any hostility, simply my presence is due to the orders of my master, who wants me to meet the people behind the forge, and then deliver a message to them".

"I'll leave when I'm done. I await your response patiently"

The voice, feminine without a doubt, spoke calmly and with a love almost like that of a mother who speaks to her children. All of the above was transmitted to the fleet, such transmission contained only audio, no images, not like some nations that choose to transmit their audios with the flag of their nation, no, this time it was not known exactly who could be, now only There were 2 options left, to trust its word, and maybe, suffer in the future, Or do what only cowards, but certainly the smart ones, would do ...

It doesn't need to be mentioned, you already know it.

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The_Overseer (well... Uh... Mind if you give a cue to the forge? IC the forge won't really hail anything interesting that's floating in Redford Capital space, as ~~tbh there is rather a large amount of "interesting stuff" that's in here~~ ~~that's the job of mainframe to poke with stuff that shouldn't be poked~~ there is a lot of transport flow in a capital system anyway)

The_Overseer

The_Overseer @Dumb @BattleCruiserCommander

"More important tasks have arisen that require my presence. In the near future I will return ... I hope everyone remains alive until then."

And with the ease that the strange object appeared, it disappeared. But be prepared, this will not be the only time you and "it" cross paths, the future is uncertain, but fate is not.

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FangTheCat "Docking permission is granted, feel free to pick a hanger for landing or we can also provide autopiloting if you wish. Though it is recommend to have the rest of your ships entering the forge together or leave the Redford Republic space as the Redford is currently having an entry ban"

FangTheCat

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"Noted"

The other ships warp backwards out of the territory, while the Ires moves to the nearest open hangar and docks.

The ship powers down what was a deafening hum becomes nothing. Metal parts of the ship slide around, repositioning armor.

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FangTheCat a womanly figure, occasionally fizzle like a poorly connected projection, is found standing just next to the ship, observing the shifting armor plates and waiting for the visitors

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Soundbust11 "hmm... So just like last time, the swords would need 54.5kg of the material from the dark dwarf's core,54. 5kg of thermosteel and 218kg of packsteel, and for this brand new psychic add-on... We would prefer 12kg of the new material, all of which is of course including the cost. As for the design..." Dasha, as usual, summon a stick out of thin air and expand it into a display screen, showing the original sword design "We would replace the dull edge with the new material instead of the usual packsteel, while the packsteel will be used to act as a pseudo-barrel as well as protection for the new dull edge, as well as a button that makes the user thinks it's a trigger for the psychic blast, which most likely will shoot like a bullet from the 'barrel', but as what sort of projectile, that's probably up to the user's imagination...... Is it clear so far?"

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Dumb @Soundbust11 ey yo you forget to pick up the buff

Soundbust11

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"Those numbers seem a little low... you are considering the large size of the blades, yes? They are not in the slightest intended for infantry use."

"As for the design, it does seem straightforward enough. May I suggest the use of some form of thrust to augment their already extensive mobility?"

FangTheCat

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When the ship opens up, Two Ekero, gelatinous creatures with an internal skeleton made up of hard plates, and one Sentinel, a machine designed by the Remna to have free will, exit the ship.

The sentinel wears gilded armor while the two Ekero have standard gray armor.
The sentinel bows.

"My name is Bolas, and would prefer to be referred to as such."
The two Ekero, each wielding an energy weapon of some sorts, stand down, holstering their weapons into attachment points on their armor.

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FangTheCat "Greetings representative Bolas, i am Dasha, the representative, owner and receptionist of the Forge of Babel. Please follow me this way to a more secured place before we start discussing the details" the woman turned and wave her hands upward, opening a hatch in front of her and dropping in

FangTheCat

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Bolas nods, turning quickly to grab some sort of case or container from one of the soldiers who had it on their back. He follows silently.

Dumb

FangTheCat Below the hatch locates a narrow corridor, which leads to a conference room of some sort, with sofas and desk, as well as a coffee machine with only a singular button. "sit down if you please, so what help do you require from us?" Dasha said as she summon a cup out of thin air and press the coffee machine's singular button

FangTheCat

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"We require assistance creating more of this technology.."
Bolas sets down the case and opens it, Taking out a small object with glowing edges.
"It's the Last of its kind. An Absence Core. This particular one appears to be aged several thousand years.."
He carefully sets it down on the table.
"What makes it special is that unlike our normal cores, powered by the Mirum, it uses the Absence.. yet it doesn't work as our knowledge of the Absence insists it should. Instead of taking energy from whatever it's placed in, as the Absence does, it instead powers. With greater output than Our Four Strongest Stars.."

He pokes the center of the core, triggering a small lever which slightly unfolds the core, a hole in the middle allows view to a beautiful wave of colors, some which cannot be described.

"Even more curious.. It has no affect when simply being active. Our Current Absence Technology is incredibly volatile, due to the fact that using an object as a conduit to the Absence should have more destructive power than a Black hole if not kept in check. Yet this is stable, and luckily for us, Strong enough to withstand a Mirum Discharge, which was found out accidentally when some Fool decided to overcharge the Voidcore of the facility holding this, we have yet to catch them but we know who did it."

"What's worse is we know how to build them. And We have. But they never work as this one has."
"We hope that your forge could produce these.. Starting with one as a test, and if proven successful, We will create More. And In thanks, you will get the materials you asked, along with Partial Funding from the Ekere Remna."

He Stares at the core, putting it back into the case, which he closes and carefully slides towards Dasha.

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FangTheCat Dasha catch the case and reopen it, exposing the core once again as Dasha simply lift a finger and the core begins levitating and spinning slowly in front of her, as if she controls it via some sort of ...Power "hmm... mind keeping whatever happens next as secret to only you and me? And may I request data about this... 'Absence' material? "

FangTheCat

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Bolas nods.
"The Absence itself is not a material, but rather a sort of dimension or perhaps as it was originally written by the Old Ekeren, of the spaces between space, the materials needed are ready to be sent."

"And it is indeed best that this remains secret, for the Remna have been protecting that core from our enemies as well."
A plate on Bolas's arm lights up, it's an automated message from the Ires.
Unknown Energy Signatures on Void Rail.
. . .
Signatures Resemble Venata Warships.

Bolas sighs and says something inaudible.
"May we have permission to bring in a small Ires Fleet to your territory.."
One of the lights on Bolas's head changes color as he looks slightly to the side.
"It's Impossible they could have tracked us. Unless they knew where we were going?"
The Light changes color again..
"They will want to take the Absence Core."

The Light flashes a short series of colors before returning to it's normal light blue color.
"The Venata are an infestation. Parasites. Unless they've been lurking around, they shouldn't have known about this."
"We have.. anywhere from five minutes to three days.."
He turns back, signalling to the soldiers, who each tap a series of small buttons in unison..
"I hope you don't mind us staying here.. But as long as they're on the Void Rail, we can fight them safely without affecting the forge or the territory."

The Ires leaves the dock, turning around, with a loud humming, it accelerates quickly and disappears.
"It's going to attempt to knock the Fleet off their own Void Rail.. Hopefully sparring some time, if it can, it will return, Unless its hull was hit by Venata Spires, in which case it will be thrown into the nearest star before it loses its own control."

He stands up but still doesn't move that much, it seems like a way to deal with stress or panic.

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FangTheCat Dasha remains sitting, watching the spinning core in mid-air without much care "of course, we shall accept anyone disregarding of their aims, that is why we named ourselves as the Independent Forge. Anyone who docked in the forge shall receive protection from the forge itself, and for those who attack the forge... It's gonna be real hard for us to even receive damage in here, let alone getting destroyed..." Dasha stand up and go to refill her cup, leaving the core just levitating alone over the desk for a brief period of time before returning to the same careless posture "Anyway, so this 'Absence' is sort of a pocket dimension huh... Well let's see if this will work..." She place her two hands on the sides of the core, and smoothly pulls out what seems to be a transparent version of the core "oh right I forgot I lack the necessary resource... Representative Bolas, is there any Absence that is available for fiddling? Any amount will suffice"

FangTheCat

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"Yes, yes, the Absence itself is not truly obtainable, but using the Mirum, a rift to it can be created easily."
Bolas's chest opens up, as he disconnects an object which looks similar to the Absence core, but much smaller, and Much newer than it.. He holds down a small set of connectors in the back, the core opens up and creates a small Void Rift.

Strings of energy reach out from the core, trying to escape, or perhaps trying to reach something.. He stands up moving closer to the Absence core, which automatically activates and creates an energy loop, The Absence Takes From the Mirum, and the Mirum Gains from the Absence.

Energy flows between the two cores.. he releases the Voidcore, and it remains floating, in the same way as the Absence Core..

He runs his hand through the energy flow, it heats up significantly, giving off a light red color..
"This one.."
He runs his hand through the flow again, letting his metal hand heat up to a pale white.
"This is the Mirum Rift.."

He stretches out, running his hand through the other Flow, looping around the cores.. His hand quickly loses its white hue, then the red cools to its normal metallic color. As Bolas pulls his hand from the flow, it clings, siphoning energy from his body.
"That is the Absence.. the Absence core.. the Device.. It somehow inverts the Absence Flow. Or creates its own Loop. We believe it is the device itself that does this.."
"When the core is near its opposite, it acts as we would expect.. Taking energy from whatever it can."
"But without it, It seems to feed itself, and anything else it can."

He shakes his head, taking the Void Core with some minor difficulty.
"I don't know how it does this.. None of us do. It defies its own logic, Yet here it is. Right here. Working."

Several friendly Alunir Transports carrying materials enters the area and Dock.

Unknown Void Rail Signatures Disrupted. Ires Damaged.
. . . Automatic Self Destruction of the Ires in 5.. 4.. 3.. ERROR. Connection Lost. Destruction Sequence Interrupted.

The Two Soldiers behind Bolas shift nervously.

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FangTheCat "hmm..." Dasha summoned another cup, this one filled with unknown liquid, and push it towards Bolas "here, drink this. It should help you recover... As for the the Absence core..." the transparent version of the Absence core begin disassembling, having individual parts separating from each other while maintaining the same vector to each other "all I need is the actual materials to fill up the respective parts, and replication can be done, as for the transports that had just docked, their hanger had connected to this space already, so feel free to go check on them if you are worried"

FangTheCat

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Bolas stares at the liquid for a moment confused, then quickly snaps a small command to the soldiers, who go to check on the Alunirs and detach the cargo crates.
Bolas stares at the liquid once again.. sliding it slightly forward.
"It isn't that I don't trust you. It's the fact I lack biological functions required to consume this.. I am a Sentinel."
"My recovery will be automatic, due to my body's composition it allows quick self repair."
He unfolds the plates covering his chest, inside is a jumble of Remna Machinery, he puts the Voidcore back in its slot. The core immediately activates, and Bolas's movements seem more vigorous and smooth.

A Venata ship enters the territory off a Void Rail, hurling itself at the Forge.. It's the Ires, or was, clearly visible by the massive outcroppings and pulsing flesh along the outside. (Bolas is unaware of this, but Dasha would probably know.)

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FangTheCat "Hmm...how inconsiderate of me..." Dasha snapped her finger, making the cup and its content disappear, and then remains in silent, occasionally twirling her fingers to make the disassembled transparent Absence core to spin like a rubik's cube and assemble in different formations while floating in mid-air anomalously
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The Venata ship is immediately hailed by the forge, but no measures are detected from the forge itself
//Transmission Start//
"Greetings Ires...eh i'll proceed with naming you Ires after the original ship, This Dasha, owner of the Forge of Babel. We had detected that you are on a collision course with our base, please do take according measures and avoid such collision or we shall proceed with active guidance for minimal damage"
//Transmission End//

FangTheCat

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Bolas nods..
"Materials are here, I'll leave on an Onoa later on. I'll notify you when it enters the Void Rail. Thank you again, for this."

Meanwhile, The Venata-turned Ires slows itself.. as if somewhat surprised by the message..
/Transmission Start/
"We.. Require.. That.. Device.. The Pseudo-Ekerens do not deserve it.. We are the.. Rightful.. Owners.. of this... Technology..."
"We.. Know.. They're.. Here.."
/Connection Lost/

The shards protruding out of the ship shift slightly, if not silenced by space, it would be deafening.

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FangTheCat "Eh no problem, it's all part of the deal which we both agreed on, plus it is us who would probably gain more from this anyway"
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//Transmission Start//
"Hmm... well maybe they are indeed here, and maybe they are not, who knows? But as long as anyone is in the Forge, they shall be considered as customers, and shall automatically fall under our protection and regulations, which include protecting the customer's privacy. Of course, you can try striking a deal on us for the production of the device, but you gotta provide the materials and the dimensions of the target product that way, so...it's your call, wanna come enjoy our service?"
//Transmission End//