The custodian was silent for a moment, a trillion different thoughts condensed into a single moment before he was back around a tiny ship somewhere in the murky seas beyond the Veil. His avatar aboard the
Balena was of the typical “ancient civilization”, a bald man draped in a toga that crawled with a strange, ancient script.
”I do not have the might of the Apparatus at my disposal this time, though some of the occupation forces may be requisitioned.”
While VIRGIL organized an adhoc operation in less than a minute, the FTL booster transiting to the
Balena was making its own preparations, albeit autonomously. The GXP ship was soon also joined by another as it taxied to the astral gate, the Leagueship
Bison. The heavily armed frigate was a blocky distinction from the sleek
Balena.
”You are clear to transit the gate, Officers. I am opening communication with the host nation now, as transit to Langara is tightly regulated.”