Clair Wilder's Story

Einar Falls accompanied Cain Genesis to this gathering, arriving late but managing to find seats among those present. They sat closest at hand to those that directly represented Terra.

One more ship seemed to lurch fourth from Hyperspace just adjacent to where the Aurora emerged. Though unlike the previous ship, this one was far different, a whitewashed finish trimmed with red adorned the hull of the vessel, which was bristling with cannons. A few moments passed and several dozen more ships emerged, followed by hundreds more, Battleships, Carriers, frigates, cruisers. Until the ship count in this particular fleet numbered 15,000 Ships.

One by one the ships jumped in and settled on a large line like formation across the front of the Station The ship's IFF Broadcasted as Taiyou, with identification codes for each vessel aligned with this massive fleet.

"CNS Carpathia this is the ITN Nagato, you will permit us passage immediately. His Imperial Majesty wishes to attend this delegation that the Aschen so feebly attempted to attend." Admiral Yamamoto's voice echoed on the coms.

"This is non-negotiable. We will be on an approach vector in five minutes."

"Whot..." Glaorb quivvered to another like him at his side. The situation seemed tenser than he had originally planned for.

"Whots gongong?" Glaorb asked the counterpart diplomat gelatinous creature like he, who's orb-eyes circulated around the room. To be honest, they had no idea. Everyone acted as if there was an enemy afoot, yet they had simply arrived to negotiate free trade.

"Whots Gong Ong?" He spoke up, the others like him murmuring in agreement.

The King paced with the word from his ship, and turned to his golem not saying a word, before nodding slowly and returning his attention to the summit, "I see, I am sure all who are gathered here have heard what is taking place and I am sure all are wondering what we shall do. I am King Josiah Liwave first minority King of Mezzadrate and proud half Catraxian, this is our test, this is our chance to prove we can stand up to the old order. We will not waver, we will not worry, we are the David's who shall crush the Goliaths not with conventional or unconventional weapons, but with words and diplomacy. I speak now as your equal in this room we have assembled some of the best and brightest of our time." taking a breath deep trepidation he went on, "The Summit shall continue, let no one snuff out these lights not if one dies, not if two die. We are making history and no intimidation or show of strength shall silence us!" with that he sat himself down.

"Now back to far more pressing matters, "I shall address the Democratic Coalition first in this agreement, I see your concerns and yes maybe we should allow a chance for them to join. But I am of the opinion to respect the losses UCON have faced and give them the final call on the Aschen. As for The Pandorians your offer of technology and medical care is admirable and truly a sign this can work, since this is meant to represent all, we will allow your scientists to do their thing."

Finally he turned to the Forners, "You my Jelly-like friends, you seem resourceful if somewhat naive, I have great plans for this station and you are welcome to be part of this whole thing. I am sure your kind and everyone here, can agree you were brave to come to such a powerfest. I intended not this, but what can I do."

"As for the representatives who have just entered, whether the media or people who represent Terra, I ask only what does your place offer to this construction, for each nation to strengthen our ties must give something in the construction, we are all scared, we are all worried. But this summit will not be a mockery of, broken we are alone, together we are powerful, not with ships, not with massive fleets.... But dreams. I rest my case"

Glaorb Nuurk and his delegates listened intently to the funny clothed man as he spoke. He had a long name, Glaorb Nuurk was only two sounds, but the party didn't dwell on that. They didn't think too much of the strange terms like David and Goliath. David, two knew, was a name. An old name, a true name for humans. Goliath was perplexing to hear, but the ones who knew David nodded along anyway. They assumed they were fighting for a cause by the general tone.

Far more pressing matters? They jiggled with near anticipation, or fear, or lust for what was to come. The Democratic Coalition, that sounded rather fancy. People were discussing treaties, science, trading?

"Trading?" One of Glaorb's advisers jellied his way.
"Trading?" Glaorb spoke up to the room. "Power-fest?" He added on slightly lower, not understanding how this was so.

The media was here? The jellies pillared themselves, and consolidated in form.

"For peas!"

The Pandorian Alliance was not amused with the Taiyou attempting to force their way in. In fact, the Catricarch, their massive Capital ship that was larger then most other Artificially made Space Objects, sent out a signal to have other Pandorian fleets be nearby on standby, but they were sure to use heavy encryptions using encryptors powered by Rift Tech.

Meanwhile the delegates listed to the King's speech. "Excellent, then we can not wait for construction to begin..." Artemis said, while Sarasha added "And I do hope you plan to make the Taiyou ask first. Uniting under peace is best done without the use of force, or a fleet of ridiculously large numbers...".

Hadaksha, for the first time in the meeting, spoke up, saying "Those who use Death Camps have Dark Hearts. A Dark Heart will do Dark Deeds. It would be wise to be cautious with the Taiyou, show we will not be pushed around, but it would also be best to not provoke the fighting. If any fighting is to be done, then let them fire the first shot..."

Artemis agreed to this, and so did Sarasha. Although Artemis added to bolster defenses for safety reasons.

"I believe this can be the start of a glorious alliance...one that will help bring peace to the galaxy..."

Devan flipped through the pamphlet the eighteenth time looking slightly bored as he drank another beer. He was sitting next to his partner Sadir as the other Owner was trying his best to listen to the conference bellow, the King’s Speech had been rewarded with very ceremonious approval. It was then when he realized that applause was not universal apparently, seeing other boxes around him do all sorts of gestures in a very mixed and garnish looking moment. Was that Eight boo- Nevermind. For the sake of peace all audio links from the other boxes were cut through a few more intrigued people were offered headsets to listen in on particular races, delegations and boxes that caught their interest, not to mention everyone was paying particular close attention to the universal translator at the front of the skybox.

“Dude.” Devan exclaimed with a grin prompt both their attention to the huge fleet of ships arriving into orbit of this station. “Space battle. That would totally make this entire trip like super cool.” He tried to empathize in his heavy accent. Sadir simply shook his head “Your terrible.” He forementioned. “I am bored.” He quipped. The other possible billionaire slouched slightly in his seat before he noticed the crew setting up.

Much to Sadir’s relief he saw his partner scurry off from his seat so the other could listen to the conference in some peace. Moving pass the rows of famous rich people, Devan arrived on the scene that was being somewhat Clair Wilder and Steve “Hello.” The native Indian greeted the pair with a wide grin. “Are you two with Terracast?” Perhaps Winne Rineswurth was somehow with them? She had the most amazing tits.

Luke Sullen had been listening waiting, he smirked when word of the Taiyou reached the room. Maybe I can gain them as a possible ally in this dreadful peace meeting. He thought. Then with a sigh he stood, "The Sullen Enterprise Confederation will offer it's trade fleet to help move goods and will offer some supplies." He said clearly.

Then with a pause he turned to the Pandorian Representatives, "If this is truly about peace then I would cease attempts to hold hostilities against anyone." He said firmly, "I do not think it is fair to plot against those coming to this meeting even your small comments. " Added Luke before he took his seat once again.

All I need to do is keep the focus off me and onto each other, I need to slid in here quietly without drawing attention to the SEC's recent controversial methods of securing power. He thought, and knew from here on he was going to have to choose his words carefully.

Turning to the Indian she smiled, "Yes, I am Clair Wilder and this is my brother Steve don't mind his look, he just follows me mainly to keep eye on me and hates how often I get into situations due to my wish to report on all areas." she would grin and go on, "The King of that nation, Mezzadrate think it's called he certainly knows how to please the crowd, being from Terra it's interesting to see how much we share in common with other people." shrugging she would peer out the windows of ships, before returning her attention to the guy, "So, what do you expect from this and what do you represent on Terra, seems many big names emerging from woodwork on this shuttle, if I had time, I would interview you."

EGO coupled with the ghost fleet's numerous ship board AI and advanced sensor technology hard wired into the covert operations vessels easily detected the massive Taiyou battle fleet before it got within ten light years. EGO represented the fleet as a great tsunami, an unstoppable force if just by their sheer numbers. Though the fleet was massive the ghost fleet had chosen well their position and did not have to move to avoid detection or a collision. These were the ship board assassins and watchers of a fleet unknown to all but the Aschen and in conversation, UCON.

Einar spent the following minutes looking about at the different representatives while listening to each speaker in turn. He witnessed strange jellied beings of which he had not seen the like at least in self-aware variety. Though he understood they were confused he could not explain the situation to them because of the distance between them. Every so often the menu pad, now in Cain’s position emitted a low tone as if it was a phone and was ringing. Einar seemed to just ignore it.

King Josiah Liwave spoke and he quickly realized what this conference really pertained to. Though it was possible that the actions of this conference could stabilize the region this conference would not have an immediate and direct impact on Terra’s situation. It would not have an immediate and direct impact on the chaos that had just started to spread through the Cynus arm, through the Aschen Empire.

Einar rose then, attempting to choose his words carefully as he spoke. “Greetings rulers, leaders, dignitaries, ladies, and gentlemen.”, he spoke out in a clear voice so that all could hear. It helped that his voice was magnified. “I am Einar Falls. I represent myself though I am sure there are some here that can represent Terra. It warms my heart to hear that you have all gathered to further the cause of peace. A commitment to design and build such a structure will forge strong bonds between all those present. It could stabilize the local region or constellation. Perhaps it could stabilize the galaxy.”

Einar Falls then sighed. “This is a great idea and has great potential but there is not peace now and many cannot wait decades more for reconciliation or an armistice. The Aschen have surrendered to UCON but the Aschen were no longer officially at war with the Terran National Government. The Taiyou, that fleet…”, he said, motioning as if he could point them out. “… that has entered the local space is still officially at war with Terra and her people even though their actions have not been recently hostile. I am sure those that represent Terra would want to know of their intent.”

Einar would continue and make the following comment only if the meeting were taking place in a local region of Sol and Terra: “The Terran people have been down trodden, oppressed, and murdered on a genocidal scale over the course of the past few years. They have been liberated again and again only to see oppressive dictators rule over them as a season passes. The Terran National Government, just started was still an infant when it was dealt a crippling blow but yet it still limps on and that freedom resides strong within the hearts and minds of its people. It would not be right to build such a structure so close and within the bounds of what I would call their sovereignty without their permission or feedback.”

If the delegation was not being held within the local region of Sol and Terra he would close with the following and forgo the last: “There are civilians suffering now, Aschen and Terran that cry out for peace and relief. This delegation, you leaders present will find many less people to bring peace to if they do nothing in the here and the now. As erroneous as this may sound, peace is oftentimes something you must fight to create and maintain.”

Einar then looked around to those present in a low voice. "In the seventeenth chapter of Saint Luke it is written ' the kingdom of God is within man ' - not one man, nor a group of men - but in all men - in you, the people. You the people have the power, the...

... power to create machines, the power to create happiness. You the people have the power to make life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy let's use that power - let us all unite. I quote this from a Terran soldier who took it in turn from a movie starring a man called Charlie Chaplin called the The Great Dictator. I make this point now: Will those present fight for peace if that is what is called for? Do you all have the fortitude and grit to undertake such a task? If may be that it is necessary?” Einar then sat without further word.

Cain had noticed the pad 'ringing' in his hands, but he could not offer it any more of his attention in a meeting with such important figures. It would be rude, it would be stupid to turn his ear away from them and to what could easily be nothing. Besides, he was sure if it was an emergency the Varden pad would make a more alarming noise.

Instead, he listened to Einar speak. The man spoke well, he had to admit, probably much better than he did. The things he said, his knowledge, they were likely to cause a stir of agreement in the others present to hear him. Good. Maybe they would actually take his suggestions and get somewhere. But that was only second on his mind; at the forefront was the Taiyou fleet. The huge, ocean-like fleet that he immediately knew was a passive-aggressive show of force. He knew an armada like that had only one purpose at such a delegation: to bully in order to get what they wanted.

After Einar finished speaking, Cain himself stood to speak.

"... I'm not a legal representative of Terra. I have no government authority or position, but that doesn't matter; I am a man who chose to stand up for what he felt was right and tried to provide a support for the rapidly crumbling society. I think I was a little successful in that regard, considering the speech I made on the international news gained me the loyalty of more than a thousand men in Wing City willing to fight, and more than ten thousand civilians willing to trust us with their safety as ships fell from the sky and foreign nations fought in their homes.

"And it is with THAT authority that I look at all of you present and warn you. I warn you that if any of you, or the nations you represent choose to put your boot down on that gravely injured planet, or take advantage of it's people ever again, you will face the wrath of a force so mighty you will crumble in the exrement of your own fear. Especially you, men aboard those Taiyou ships. You are at war with Terra, which makes you my enemy. I highly suggest you ask for peace before you bother opening your mouths to speak any other words. I care not what Emperor you brought with you, or the so-called gallantry of your warriors; your overwhelming numbers mean nothing in the face of such determination to defend ourselves."

With that, he sat down, then looked at the Menu Pad to see what that buzzing was about.

[i]Devan simply grinned a wide smirk at the prospect of being interviewed. “Devajara Jayaraman. Devan for short. It is very nice to meet the pair of you.” He offered gleefully with a rather toothy smile. As they were setting up he was rummaging through his hoody jacket, yes the man decided to wear a hoody jacket to an international peace conference. At least there was a shirt with a tuxedo design beneath it: Classy Devan. The Co-Owner simply observed Claire and Steven set up a few things as he took a moment to check his own phone. “I never really like the concept of Kings, They have an unfair advantage of being born with everything they need to succeed…” The mathematician complained idly. He looked back to the pair before them. “The rest of us have to run like crazy just to get where he’d started.” Because obviously spending most of your day partying in your Hummer meant you were still connected to the common man Devan.

“I would love the interview.” He liked TV, he liked being on TV. Certainly adjust from the motor accident he gotten into with said hummer. Damn celebrity gossip networking.
Sadir was a bit more dressed up for the occasion, somewhat aghast silently that his other half was doing everything else but taking this conference seriously. There were three speakers at that have went after King Josiah. He had the decency in opening a small program on his phone taking his stylus as he wrote down notes. He never liked texting or typing his notes, even in his college days he like writing.

The Physicist was left with the idle general point of the first speaker: Give me money. Well that would be crude to say, but this was certainly someone taking full advantage of the international spotlight. He had been in the news a lot… A former businessman and innovator turned dictator and ruthless one if he’d believed the right channels. Sadir could never imagine himself running a nation, it was already so much running a business.

Talks shifted from business though, now slithering out was politics and ‘spaceship diplomacy’. The conversations seemed to miraculously shift the moment 15,000 vessels arrived into the orbit. This was a PEACE SUMMIT right? RIGHT!? Sadir consciously rung his neck tie for a moment nervously as he listened through the universal translator. It was only then, only then when he heard the last speaker that he suddenly stopped. He was… slightly stunned as he moved to his ear piece reversing the words that just stroke at him as a Terran to hear them again. Quietly beginning to transfer them into an audio log.[/i]

Darius listened to the Representatives as they spoke and turned to head to Cain, "I can assure you, if the DC puts boots on Terra it will be a humanitarian effort. We take a strong position against being the Aggressors in a conflict. This is mostly due to the fact in our home galaxy we are the dominate force, but that won't change just because a few stronger nations are now known to us." After speaking to Cain to then addressed the room again, "Once again the DC has yet to have dealings with the ones calling themselves Taiyou. Therefore, I should make it clear, despite our stance against being aggressors, we do not take lightly to threats, nor brute force." He sighed and leaned back into his chair folding his legs again, "And to our new Jelly-like friends, it seems as though you do not understand much of what is being said, this is a meeting to address the formation of Intergalactic Laws to protect each nation represented here today, and I certainly look forward to how future endeavors together."

As the situation unfolded around the Meeting encrypted messages were being passed from the DCSS Gauntlet to the DC's 9th Naval Fleet, without Darius' knowledge, whom have entered an area of space far enough away to remain undetected. One of these ships was the DC's pride and joy the DCSS Harbinger, which was currently under the command of the ODAS Commander Tyler Smith. "Commander," spoke the Helmsmen, "If we keep on this course we'll be out of communications range in 5 minutes." Tyler, who was dressed in his Combat Armor, rose from the Commanders chair, "Keep up ins comm range as best as possible. We can not risk using FTL Communication, would be rather easy for them to detect and find us." he said as he headed over to the sensors station to the right of the Commanders Chair, "What are the sensors reading in the area of the Meeting?" he asked leaning over to look at the screen, "Mostly, unknowns commander, but that's to be expected." Replied the Ensign of the station. After letting out a sigh Tyler returned to his chair, "Keep me posted." he said before sitting down.

The Taiyou delegation had been en-route to the meeting. Through the deployment of a single Sudden transport from the bowels of the ITN Nagato, two representatives of the Imperial Taiyou government had been dispatched with the group of Imperial Warriors to meet and speak with the delegation.

Inside the chambers where everyone was meeting would be met with a silence, before the door slid open and a single young male was seen standing in the doorway. He checked a small device worn on his wrist before he stepped through the door, behind him a group of young men, each wearing some kind of futuristic samurai like armor. The Man turned to his guards, before he nodded slightly, and the Guards turned to leave. He dusted himself off before he approached the delegation. Inquisitive brown eyes moving across the faces of each and every one of the delegates. His hands firmly clasped behind his back as his gaze focused on Cain.

"Silence yourself, we have no designs for Terra, nor do we fear your idle threats." The man said calmly, dismissing the man with a simple wave.

"I am Crown Prince Shimizu Gabriel Takayama, representing the Interests of the Taiyou Empire of Greater Niihama in light of my ailing father." He said, his voice tone neutral and almost stately.

"We've made our intentions clear, we desire the furthering of peace in this galaxy, in mutual accord for all nations involved. Be they small and weak, or strong and powerful." He said clearly. "But clearly a peace delegation does not stand on idle threats and bigotry, you judge us even before we make our intention clear." He said calmly.

He kept his gaze on Cain. "Terra is a pimple on the ass of this Galaxy, the Taiyou Empire is seeking out much more strategically benifical worlds, one where we won't have to contend with savages to secure." He said, letting his hands out from behind him.

"We've come to offer support in securing a Galactic alliance, and are willing to lay the framework for a Galactic council of all nations in this Galaxy."

The Pandorian Alliance listened to the others at the delegation, and then spoke themselves. Artemis looked at Cain, addressing him first. "You have our guarantee that we will not be looking to touch Terra. We have had no interest in Terra, and..." he began, only for Sarasha to speak up and interrupt him. "What Artemis is saying, is that we believe...". Artemis interrupted her now, telling her "Sarasha, that wold be rude to say. Please, let us not throw that around here". Sarasha looked at him, and said "This is a Peace Summit, and therefore, I would rather plain truth then shadowed words. You know I am right". With that, she turned to address Cain. "The Pandorian Alliance has believed Terra is a death trap, based on what we have heard and seen, though we do not mean offense by these words so please do not take them as such, and have never abused it nor have we been interested in it. However, if you truly mean what you say and you wish to make it better and help its people, perhaps we could provide some assistance. The Pandorian Alliance is no stranger to what abuse can do, and therefore we understand and appreciate your efforts".

Sarasha then looked at the D.C., adding "Intergalactic Law is very important. The ones that were established before and before that have been disregarded or forgotten, and new ones must be places. Ones that will be written for all of time to see, ones that will not fade".

She allowed Artemis to speak then. Artemis shot her a look of disagreement concerning their opinion on Terra and what to say about it, but he understood what she believed and said. Still, he clearly disagreed with what she did, but left that behind them, in the interest of peace. He looked at the Taiyou Prince, responding to what he has said. "Cain's threat does not concern you if you mean you have no interest in Terra, so his 'idle threat' is something you should not fear as it does not apply to you, according to your words. And on that point, your words speak of peace and support, yet your action to bring a fleet and demanding instead of asking suggests something else. We mean no offense, we only speak this to you to make sure you are aware of this. We would be lying if we said we were flawless ourselves, for everything has a flaw".

He then changed his focus, saying "However, it is always good to hear intentions of peace. Everyone and everything changes and can change, the world does not just sit still. There is always motion. You have said that people here are judging you before you have declared your intention, so let us rectify that. Please, explain your intention and your reasons, so that everyone here can be enlightened by knowledge and perspective".

Meanwhile, on the Pandorian Fleet's massive capital ship, The Catricarch, a figure watched from an observation deck at the ships and the data. Another figure walked up behind him. "I was not aware you had arrived, Raylan. What are you doing here?" a voice spoke behind him. "What I always do. Protect, Observe, and Assist". The female came and stood next to him. "You just love quoting that don't you, but other then observing the fleets, what brings you here? A Pandorian Service of Intelligence Agent at a Peace Summit? Unless you came here to alert us to the Taiyou fleet and any possible danger, you have no reason to be here".

She then added "Was that transmission I just sent pointless? Or is there some other danger we should know about?" Raylan smiled at her, noting "You know I can't comment on our operations. And, perhaps it was a bit pointless, but I can not comment on the influence of such preparations". She looked at him, with a cautious look. "Well, I know your not here to jeopardize the meeting, but your pure presence worries me. You better not plan on leaving me to clean up whatever mess your operations have planned..."

"I can not comment on Operations, but you have no need to worry. You should keep your worries to the other fleets, as you are Captain of the Catricarch. I am simply observing, nothing more. Maybe a bit of reporting too...". The Captain looked at him, and said "Well, I know you won't answer this, but I will ask it anyways. Did you just lie to me right now, or was that actually the truth? I never know with you lot. And you still owe me that drink. Anyways, I wish you a good stay on the Catricarch, and hope good luck to you". With that, she left the Catricarch's Observation Room.

After listening to everyone Luke stood once again this time turning to the Terrans, "I can promise there will be no military moves on behalf of the SEC toward Terra so long as trade with those willing on the surface is allowed." Luke said firmly, "On an off the record not I am sick of all of this being about Terra and I must agree with the Taiyou representative you are but a spec in a galaxy full of life and this meeting is about things much bigger than one small planet." He said sternly.

"As for the formation of international laws I am in agreement on one condition, anything that is made into law today must be agreed upon by two thirds of the representatives here." He said.

"I have one final but very important question, who will lead this galatic council and more importantly who can we trust with this kind of power?" He asked sternly looking in the eye of everyone of the major representatives then to the cameras. "Because it is a lot of power for one person and evermore so for said leaders nation."

With that being said Luke took his seat once more, Now the seeds of distrust are placed let the tensions arise and hopefully just hopefully this meeting will fall apart so I can return other projects. He thought smugly.