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Cedric Mason

"On behalf of the United Republic, it is an honor to meet you."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by The Afterman

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The government of the Tarsus system. It is a rigorous and dedicated establishment, often criticized for its solidarity and self-reliance, which is usually translated as cold stand-offishness.

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So begins...

Cedric Mason's Story

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Misranan Space
Aboard the RIV Stonewall
1330 Hours, Republic Time



Cedric was pacing back and forth in his cabin; he had been tasked with meeting representatives of the Calidonan Supremacy on Misrana, a strange planet nestled within the Onyx Galaxy. They were neighbors to the Republic, and President Valentine thought it a good idea to reach out to them. The Republic's economy seemed to be suffering from lack of international trade, and the decidedly isolationist Republic was forced to swallow its pride and seek out alliances with other nations.

Reports on the Supremacy had suggested that they were in conflict with a band of terrorists -or freedom fighters, if the reports were at all accurate- known as the Nazuan Rebellion. Their conflict didn't concern them, however; the Republic was interested in the Supremacy's economy and trade potential. Something that could benefit both parties, the Republic especially so.

That had arrived in Misranan space, finally.

The Marines stationed aboard cradled their M4-1Cs, keeping tight grips and ready trigger fingers should things go awry. They would keep their eyes peeled for any signs of disturbance.

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One of the ODP's hailed the Republic ships. One that hovered closest to the Supremacy's state. A high, inquiring voice sounded from the signal.

"I am Magannamus of the Nahatsan Military. Please stare your reasons for arriving and your faction name."

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Cedric was directed to the comms, where he returned communications with the Supremacy ship. "My name is Cedric Mason of the United Republic of Tarsus. The Republic had scheduled a diplomatic conference with representatives of the Calidonan Supremacy. I am here to represent my nation and to establish a treaty with your government."

He awaited further orders, nervously.

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"Ah, yes. Unfortunately I cannot grant you direct audience with the Triumvirate, however, they are ready to connect with you through our communications system. Please stand by for just a moment."

Another signal hailed the Tarsus ship as Magannamus' voice faded out. The new signal came with a visual. Three distinct figures sitting atop thrones. One to the left, Sanya Taberan, a woman with horns curled over her head and amber eyes. The one to the right, Tamrou, a human man with a stern and dark shadow cast across his face. Finally, in the center, there was Badoren Ahm, the large-headed grey alien with several limbs. The colors they adorned were the proud silvers and blues of the Supremacy.

"Greetings," said Badoren, the Alnova, the one who had the final say to every decision they made as a group.

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Cedric addressed the three figures that appeared on the telecom before him, the bright, flat screen illuminating his slightly-tanned skin with a pale electronic light. "Salutations, your excellencies," he began.

"As stated before, I represent the United Republic of Tarsus. We are a small nation, nestled into a far corner of the galaxy. As neighbors, we hoped that it would be possible to establish a concordance of sorts; extending our hand to a neighbor, so to speak."

He fell silent, a tense air permeating before him. Why he chose the life of a diplomat, he did not know. Speaking with others, especially strangers, made him nervous. The fact that said strangers could potentially be highly hostile towards outsiders was not a possibility that made this any easier.

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Badoren's three fingers tapped patiently atop his armrest. They curled gently into a small fist. His face was stern- at least, as stern as one could get when one's expression barely changed.

"We thought we had made it clear to others outside of our system that we, the Calidonan Supremacy, are not interested with an alliance that includes those outside of our planet. We have our hands occupied, as is, with our own affairs. We seek not the resources that others may give," he spoke, a slight edge in his voice. This had been the fourth time an outer faction had contacted them for the same reason. It was ridiculous.

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Cedric had retained his level, not allowing his nervousness to show. This triumvirate, especially the one calling himself Badoren, were quite an intimidating lot. They were in the Supremacy's playground now, and that just made their words ring that much more intensely. However, Cedric had knowledge on his side that he suspected these leaders did not know he had.

With a warm smile, he responded, "Yes, I had heard. However, it has come to our attention that the Supremacy has been in a long-standing conflict with a band of terrorists calling themselves the Nazuan Rebellion. Your hands being as bound as they are, the Republic devised an offer, should you be so inclined to accept it: in exchange for material trade with the Supremacy, we shall provide military support to your cause, thereby taking some of the pressure off of your government on this front."

He let that offer sink in. Of course, he realized how insane such an offer was; he himself didn't agree with it. What nation willingly sacrifices its own soldiers solely for the sake of establishing a relationship with a foreign entity? However, times being what they were, the Republic decided this would be the best way to win this Supremacy over. Besides, establishing a pact with them could potentially open the gates to other beneficial relationships further down the road.

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It was true. The rebellion was making headway, and were creating allies. They needed to do something. There were already plans, however, those were going to take quite a bit of energy.

The three communicated with one another in a series of telepathic messages, so even though it only seemed as if they were staring at the screen, important discussions were at hand.

Sanya stood up, lifting her chin. "It would be a brief exchange. We do not plan to give any other faction support for a lengthy amount of time. Our soldiers, our time, our weapons and funding, are precious. We cannot expend very much."

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Cedric nodded in understanding. That was a yes, even if a begrudging one. Any aid that could be sent the Republic's way was useful, even if it wasn't much. Interacting with the Misranans was only the beginning, however. They would try to utilize this new-found relationship to establish other alliances to the best of their ability.

"Understood, your excellency. The Republic is greatly in your debt." What would come next would be the actual drawing up of terms; how each side benefited from befriending the other. Those would come momentarily. For now, though, Cedric enjoyed his diplomatic achievement.

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A flash of light shined in the distance, bright, but not blinding, then after flash a deep voice yelled ''Were in the hell am I?'' said a man wearing a black face mask, rough black leather armor, and a worn 1940s fedora. His name was death, and he was having the worst day of his life. First he was betrayed by his best friend in the capital wasteland, for only 500 caps....then he was sent on a suicide mission to give water to to the entire wasteland....wich could or couldn't work. and he apparently died today from rads. he looked around. ''looks like im not in the capital waste land any more"