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Roren

Roren is the son of Salentia and Brother of Celestia.

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

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The current occupants of a small cargo transport shuttle that has been converted into a cross-galaxy live in transporter. Native to the planet Norvnu, which no longer exists.

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So begins...

Roren's Story

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Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Vorvo Caverok Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Ephalia Bagain Character Portrait: Paricia Bagain Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Celestia Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Wolov Andefor Character Portrait: Opum Satiev
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Note: to be read to Aurora -- Crian
Written By: Floorgan, claw, Questionable_Object, lostamongtrees



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This is a test.

I have finished installing the data storage devices, all 600 of them. Hopefully, this will be enough to properly document our journey through the unknown.
Shaselia thinks this is unnecessary, but I find it would be fatal to our existence to not. Besides, the computer only takes up one room.

Saving now.
Edit: It saved. I have succesfully installed memory into the Auroragon.
Other travelers will be arriving soon.

Our adventure begins now..._The_Inventor

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I'm glad Joruv was able to get the log up and running, despite my complaints about the power usage. I only worry for the future of our crops on board. If they start to die, that computer will be the first thing I unplug.
Oh, look at me, already anticipating problems. Well, wouldn't anyone who smokes hujibi? Besides, the crops depend on it, and I don't plan on going without forn. It's bad enough we have to go without Skau meat.
I've to tend the plants. How does one end one of these....logs?_Shasalia

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Well this is it! I think I speak for the whole Bagain crew when I say we're all pretty excited to be going into space! It's an honor to be the first ones, and as someone who's been on board since day one I really have to say this is going to be spectacular. Excited to see tat the funding has been put to good use, and excited to wave at those sorry suckers back there! It's my wife, Ephalia , Phetalia and Paricia, our daughters, and myself coming aboard. Unfortunately none of her relatives are alive and well, mine thought I was crazy! They say, "Derud, you crazy entrepeneur you, one of these schemes will be the end of you!" I laugh because, Mother is probably right. I told her i'd vall to her from space, which was a laugh. Ephalia chuckled as well, but I have a feeling she didn't find it so funny.
Can we even do that? Vall from space? I suppose we can't seeing as the video module is disabled...Hm. I'll have to inquire. Well, off to get settled. Plenty of time to tyjab away whilst hurtling through space! _TheBagainFamily

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My name is Phetalia Bagain. I am 14 years old, and I am boarding a space ship. What we are doing is completely unheard of, and I'm honestly kinda jet. We've been learning a lot about the old machines like this in class, and nobody has been able to work them apparently. Until now. Paddy funded the project, that's why we get to go on board to space. It's really cool and all, but I'm not gonna lie, I'm gonna miss my friends. Kegelia and Wahilia are like, my arms. I wish they could have come, but there was no way their parents were letting them. I heard Pa mention something to Granna about valling from space. Granna seemed excited about it, so maybe I'll get the chance to talk to the girls. Signing off to settle in, everyone at school donated their music collections to me. They said it was so we could have something aboard to remind us of home, but I think they just wanted their stuff to travel through space._Phet

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I have hope.
Whatever lies ahead, I know Paddar would never steer us wrong.
He funded the Ratus Messis, which is the current source of conflict on Novnu.
What was a gift will be the demise of Novnu, I am sure of it.
We embark this afternoon.
I look to space, Haevenia,
Here I come.
_Paricia_Bagain_

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Audio log 1 of... Unable to predict memory space.
Audio log transcript operational.
Please enter audio sample for voices...

"Ummm, I'm Lowen." Voice recognised and logged...
"I'm Torem" Voice not recognised....
"I said I'm Torem" Voice not recognised...
"Stupid piece of junk" Voice not recognised... Please refrain from hitting the audio logger as damage may prevent voices from being recognised...
"For the last time my name is Torem"... Voice recognised and logged...
Audio log in 3. 2. 1.


Torem: "Stupid piece of Fartek.."

Lowen: "Wow watch it I think its on, this is supposed to be a ships log and all that, its not a good idea to start off swearing."

Torem: "Huh? Oh its started? Why didn't you tell me?"

Lowen: "It just said it was starting!"

Torem: "I didn't hear it"

Lowen: "Thats because you had your head in that book and were not paying attention, now where were weeeee"... *Sounds of crashing and indecetible words*

Torem: "Who isnt paying attention now?"

Lowen: "Thats not fair, you pulled my damn chair out from under me!"

Torem: "Yeah but you like being on your back."

Lowen: "Torem dearest I dont think our private moments are best shared on an audio logger do you?"

Torem: "Is that thing still on? Where is it?"

Lowen: "I think it fell behind the desk... Wait I see it, can you get it?"

Torem: "Fiiiiiiine" *Sounds of straining as audio logger is lifted*

Lowen: "You know I could have actually reached it come to think of it."

Torem: "Then why did you make me get it? I had to bend over this stupid desk and all"

Lowen: "Lets just say I like seeing your backside and leave it at that." *The sound of a pen hitting the floor at rapid speed*

Torem: "You missed."

Lowen: "I won't miss in a moment" *The sound of the door being locked and the shutters drawn*

Torem: "Forgetting something?"

Lowen: "Hmm?"

Torem: "The logger."

Lowen: "Oh yeah right, I keep forgetting about that thing."

Audio log ended and saved.

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To be honest, this is all very surreal. The space shuttle, our future. Was it last night we were sitting in the living room, sipping hujibi tea as a last supper with my sish Wavaria, while her suns explored their new home? We of course gave her and her family the property, seeing as Hudon's brov Meson is coming with us. I do hope he can keep himself under control, lest we have a permanant repeat of Wavaria's Ceremone. I'm giving up my life for this, everyone should know. Leaving behind a successful carreer in cosmetics, a sish and two nephews, a charming home on the third best street in the district.
Of course, all that is nothing if you were to ask me about the future of my son, my baby boy, Vorvo. He is my everything and that is why I am aboard this ship. Yes I love Hudon, but it's my love for my son that dragged me here. My want for his future. I should go finish unpacking our things. We don't have much, but what we do have we should settle. No use having fartek everywhere._Maniria_Caverok

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I don't want to be on this ship, let's make this clear right off the bat.
I, Vorvo Caverok,
Do not want to be on this lopting space shuttle of doom.
This is a bad idea, I've said so since day one.
I am not ok with this.
_V_

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The ship seems to be operating smoothly, from what I can tell of the A.I. I've encountered. To be honest, I don't have much to do with that part of the maintenece on our craft. I handle technical problems. I fix cogs, wires, and sparks. That is what I will be doing, as soon as I finish this log. This is an opportunity of a species that is upon us, and I am eager to do all I can to aid our travels through space. My family has agreed to accompany me on this journey. For this, I am most grateful. I'm lucky to have Maniria as a wife. She is settling for the both of us while I help The Inventor clear the Auroragon for take off. Maniria hates it when I call Joruv by his famename, but here in the logs I will._hudoncaverok

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Meson Caverok, 32
I come from the planet of Novnu, traveling with my brother and his family across space and time. Who knows what I'll find out there. Who know's who I'll find out there.
I hope she's pretty.
_MC

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Ured's Personal journal log 1
Today we have boarded the ship. I was very suprised at the size of the ship. I have seen some ships before, but this was the first time I entered one of the things... It was much more different then I had expected. I'm not sure about the whole thing. I havent ever been away from this planet. The plan seemed like a good idea, but it still is a bit vague. We dont really have a confirmation that it is true. The biggest reason I have come on the ship, is because of my daur, Salentia. She found the idea very good. I am still very unsure about it, but its better then staying on this planet on my own. Salentia seems really optimistic about the whole thing. Roren however, seems to have become a bit drawn back by it. It probably is because he has to leave everything he has known behind... He seems rather sad about it. I am not sure about Celestia though. I havent really talked to her alot. She seemed a bit hostile against Roren though. Hopefully the whole thing will go well, but that is something we all hope.
Age: 72
_Ured_Leventer

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Personal Entry: Salentia_Leventer 1
Today we have boarded the ship. There were alot more people then I had expected. I've come to the ship together with Ured, my father, Celestia my daur and Roren my son. Everyone seems a bit down at the fact that we have leave our home, but I know it was the right decision. We didnt only leave leave or home and memories, but also depts and trouble. The biggest thing that bothers me is the length of the journey. It think it may be harmfull or damaging to Roren and Celestia. They are still childern after all... They shouldnt go through changes like this. I'm not sure how this journey will affect my Paddar though. I honestly hope that we arrive before age takes him away... The journey might take over 50 years and he is an old man. But well, nobody really knows how long it will take before we will arrive at our destination. We do know that its going to take a while though. Another one of my worries is the education that they will get... I havent seen, nor heard alot about it. It makes me worried that they will not get a proper education. I could try to teach Celestia what I know about being a doctor if there isnt another option though. I wonder how much other people with a medical degree are on the ship. I dont think that Roren would be able to learn those things though, he has a bit of a fear for blood. He also isnt very good at treating and cathering sick people and such. Hopefully I will be able to either get them proper education, or have someone teach Roren something he can create a living with. If this journey goes succesfull, then he will have a very bright future... Maybe something related to engineering. I'm not sure what Ured's job on the ship will be though... Maybe the bookholding or something like that. He is very good with numbers and such. He cant really do any physical work, since he is a bit of an old man. Hopefully I will be able to sort this all out...
_Salentia_Leventer

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This is so lopting jet. I can say that here.
I have been assigned secretary for my family on this machine, which is Mawwan's way of saying Padder can't figure it out. I bet he got stuck on the voice module, I sure couldn't figure it out.
We're going into space, and that isn't even the cryo part. My best friend is coming with us!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's right, Wolov's parents agreed to let him come, he's so jet. We are voyaging into the vast unknown, true explorers!
I've got to go unpack. Wolov and I are sharing a room._OpumSatiev

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Wolov Andefor
I don't know if I'll be able to hold my stomach. Now that I'm on the ship, it's finally hitting me. I may never see my parents again.
But, if I get off, I let everyone down. I let Opum down, and they were so proud of me my parents.
g2g unpack

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Qataria checking in. I'm glad I brought the old GameGame to occupy us, I've spotted a couple kids on board. Gonna check out the garden, I hear it's jet._Q4

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_Log_entry_14/5/381
_Faloria_Fanaurd
I can't believe its happening, its finally happening, I'm so excited its happening!
Not that happy that all this has happened mind you, the world's biosphere collapsing, the ring disappearing...
These are all terrible things but... Now, now we can go to space!
I've always wanted to go to space, though space isn't exactly what interests me, I'm not an astronomer or astrophysicist or even (heavens forbid) an astrologist. I'm a Biologist, a gentecist specifically and it is pretty obvious that space itself is more or less devoid of life. However the way the flora and fauna we'll be bringing with us will cope on the ship and maybe just maybe any alien life we may encounter!
I know its unlikely, at least in my life time with or without the cryo sleep. But to me just the thought of encountering anything alien is... Fantastic.
Of course I know that the purpose of this... Journey I suppose is what everyone is calling it, the purpose of this journey is to find some form of... Paradise, a perfect planet full of life and hope.
Its a nice sentiment and I do honestly hope we find a new home but... I know this won't be some easy going pilgrimage. As I said I'm not an astronomer but I know enough about space to know its dangerous, its inhospitable and... Well this trip wont be fun.
I don't even know if we'll make it anywhere, we may die in the first few months of the flight for all we know.
All I know is that anywhere is better than here and if I die up there...
Well I'll just hope its quick.
End entry_


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The setting changes from the-auroragon to The Aurora

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Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Vorvo Caverok Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Ephalia Bagain Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Celestia Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame
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Departure
Hour Seven

Note: to be read to Say Goodbye -- Methodic Doubt Music





All eyes of Norvnu were on the last accessible spaceport on the planet.

For the first time in hundreds of years, man was to enter space. Every videostation on the planet had a film crew present. Civilians and officials alike swarmed around the Auroragon, the cargo cruiser that was an island in a sea of chaos. Many militant vessels had been placed as barriers surrounding the gargantuan piece of technology, for many extremest groups had emerged to protest the day's event. Their chants were barely audible over the murmer of excitement, over the amplified commands from officials to stand clear and get back. Security copters occupied most of the airspace, vehicles securing the perimiters. Smog at an all time high. Noise was at peak calibur.

This was not just the start of the Auroragon Trail.
This was a moment for history.

On the ground, amongst the thousands who had accumulated, faces streaked with tears stared eagerly at the front bay window. Relatives of the brave men and women who were about to embark on the journey of a lifetime clustered together, united by circumstance.

Despite the ruckus, despite the noise, despite the protests and and the fanfare, the jets of the Auroragon roared to life. It sent a shockwave through the crowd; those unprepared stumbled from the sudden boom. Protesters and well wishers alike were ushered backwards from the craft, now that it was officially dangerous. Hysterical relatives were forced back into the crowd, having had tried to rush forth towards the craft. Their tears were drowned in the screams of the planet, the few who had crumbled in their sorrow left forgotton on the ground.

It was time.

The massive modified cargo ship maneuvered it's way to the take off point. Again, the crowd surged forth, hastily battered back by fretful authorities. A protester or two had cut lose, streaking stark save for paint towards the Auroragon. They were regretfully incinerated by the following surge from the jets of the enourmous ship. On board the Auroragon, behind the main bay window, the travelers prepared for take off. The engines were at full capacity, everything was in place.

With the push of a button, the fate of the Auroragon was sealed. The craft quaked, slowly rising until it disappeared into the thick smog.

The crowd was silent, watching the glow beyond the haze.

Then, Norvnu echoed with a boom to shake the ages.

The Auroragon surged up, through the armostphere, into the black of night. Fire and minor debris fell away from the massive vessel as it shot further and further, finally exiting fully into the vacuum of space. There, for but a moment, the Auroragon would drift, before triumphantly hooking onto the momentum of the planet. On what would appear to be pure adrenaline alone, the ship hitched a ride around Novnu once, twice, and then rocketed into space.

The Auroragon was Aurora-gone.

The setting changes from the-aurora to Auroragon Bridge

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson
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It happened, like it always seems to do, in the middle of what could be considered night. All but one asleep. Keeping watch over the bridge had been an almost tedious task. No one had yet lost hope;no one expected anything either.

At first, Meson couldn't be too sure. They've had three false alarms. Space debris from somewhere twice, they yearned to know from where. Nothing salvageable. Strange, twisted golden metals unlike any they had ever seen before. They were moving too fast, and the humble inhabitants of the Auroragon were not yet prepared to venture beyond the old vessel they called home.

The third time it was just a big rock.

Then the blip happened again and Meson's heart fluttered. There was certainly something on their radar. By the time he calculated the speed, his nose was a hair from the meter and his insides were jumping with joy. Meson erupted from his post, out the Bridge, down to the barracks, straight to Joruv Komfiev's portal.

They were off in just less than an instant. Soon, all were awake and ready to mobilize. What was the blip steadily heading towards them, and from what horizon?

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Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant
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Outside of the viewing window came a flash of blue light. Out of the light came a small scout ship it kept it's place just sitting there. It began to scan the Auroragon looking for life scans on the ship.

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Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant
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Joruv Komfiev sat silent at command control. There was a strange craft hovering not far from them, and it would appear they weren’t alone after all. The Auroragon travelers had, for the majority, convinced themselves that they were alone in this Universe.

Phetalia, who had snuck onto the bridge, knew better than to be so ignorant. Her heart pounded as she memorized the view in space.

“Can we... Can we contact...?” Derud Bagain bit his nails. Joruv nodded slowly after a pause. They had communication capabilities, untested as of yet.

“We should,” Shaselia placed a hand on Joruv’s shoulder. He closed his eyes, opening them a minute later. From where she hid, Phetalia witnessed every adult present exchange the same look.

Joruv reached forward and flipped a switch. It was now or never. Everyone held their breath as he leaned in to the mic to speak.

”GREETINGS AND PEACE. ”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant Character Portrait: Nyaidia Sliverblade
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Another blue flash and another ship like the first but about four times larger (the first ship was roughly 35 meters long) appeared over shadowing it's smaller counterpart.

Suddenly a glowing figure appeared in front of the gathered crew. She was a slightly smaller in height than a human though she looked almost just like one until you noticed the pointed ears. She had a black uniform on that matched the color of her hair her grey eyes seemed to stare right though you.

"Do Not be alarmed I am Nyaidia Sliverblade of the Lakkadian Remnant. You can speak to this Hologram as if i was there in the flesh... We also wish you Greetings and Peace. We are scouts sent out to find a new home for our people..." Nyaidia's face looked sad. "Our home was lost to us when our Sun went supernova. We and the fleet that sent us are the last of the Lakkadian people."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant Character Portrait: Nyaidia Sliverblade
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The Auroagon bridge was swept with a murmer of excitement. The people of the Auroragon had also lost their home, and were the last of their people. Maniria Caverok screeched as the larger ship suddenly appeared.

“Nyaidia Silverblade,” Joruv began, holding out an arm to signal everyone to quiet, “We extend the deepest of sympathies, as our tales are very much the same. Our home world was destroyed due to the ignorances of our governing bodies. We, too, quest for a new home.”

Phetalia scrambled from her place to grab the other young members of the Auroragon. They had to see this!

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant Character Portrait: Nyaidia Sliverblade
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Lewis appeared a bit late as a ventilation duct roared to life. The air quickly became less stale as it recovered from the breathing of all the crew in one place. Baffles flapped throughout the ship as load redirected away from empty rooms.

He quipped though thoroughly exhausted and stared at the hologram while reporting to the captain, "Well, at least if we all gasp at once at you miss Silverblade, we won't all faint now."

He eyed the captain here to report first as well as see what was going on, "Life support is back up to 90% and shouldn't brown out if we run the engines."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant Character Portrait: Nyaidia Sliverblade
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The Hologram of Nyaidia Sliverblade nodded "I see... and this is the only ship that made it off your world? i'm so sorry...while most of our people perished in the Nova's blast we got a way with several millions of our kind spread out over over a thousand ships..."

After Lewis rushed in and gave a report to the Captain Nyaidia's hologram said "Perhaps we can help each other?"

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Character Portrait: Joruv Komfeiv Character Portrait: Shaselia Komfeiv Character Portrait: Phetalia Bagain Character Portrait: Maniria Caverok Character Portrait: Meson Caverok Character Portrait: Hudon Caverok Character Portrait: Derud Bagain Character Portrait: Roren Character Portrait: Ured Character Portrait: Salentia Character Portrait: Torem Seteiv Character Portrait: Lowen Padarame Character Portrait: Auroragon Travelers. Character Portrait: Reven Parahdame Character Portrait: Lewis Johnson Character Portrait: Lakkadian Remnant Character Portrait: Nyaidia Sliverblade
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"Affirmative. We are the only survivors," Joruv nodded to indicate he received Lewis's data. Shaselia moved from her seat besides Joruv to give Lewis a seat, relieved of the good news. She leaned in to Lewis, whispering questions about the hydroprocessor. Last checked it was fine, but running a tad slower than it had been.

A whisper spread around the room at the mention of help. Derud had a big smile on his face, but the rest seemed wary. Maniria pointed and whispered of pointed ears to Ephalia, who frowned. The two continued to murmur to one another. Derud elbowed his wife Ephalia who shot him a sharp look. He cleared his throat and aimed his smile to Shaselia, who half returned in through her whispers. Wasn't this glorious news, he thought to himself, here they had thought they were completely alone only for another who shares their fate to-

"Aliens!" Opum grinned as he, Phetalia, and Wolov appeared in the portway for the Bridge. Derud's smile flipped one-eighty. He moved to block the view of the hologram but was massively unsuccessful. Phetalia didn't listen as he scolded her, leading Opum through the adults to get a closer look at the Hologram. Wolov stayed behind. He lingered by the door, speechless at what was happening before him. Numb to the thought of not being alone in the Universe, having made himself content with the depression that came with the loss of his home and family.

"So jet, Hi!" Phetalia waved to the hologram, Derud snatching her hand and yanking her back to him.

"Assistance would be ideal, perhaps we could conduct a trade, of resources?"

The Auroragon didn't have much, but it did have vegetation native to Norvnu, and perhaps some other resources available for trade. Lewis would likely be one of the best to speak further on anything needed for the Auroragon's continued survival.

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Lewis responded quietly once sitting down patting his aching legs and resisting the urge to sleep, "The system works okay but the electrodes eroded and the tanks are rusting out. We're running the ozone purifier on carbon electrodes since they don't degrade. The originals were platinum but they don't last forever. I could use some high quality aluminum oxide pump seals to rebuild broken things all over the ship. They take a lot more power than I can spare to forge even if I have the materials. Even spare power would get me a few repairs the plasma welders suck up a lot of juice."

His raised brow peered at Opum with a smirk, "We can't go home anymore. We can't be anything but aliens or meet anything else. Engineering, science, and mathematics figured a long time ago that there aren't enough unique parts to not be more life out here somewhere."

An unquenchable optimist he shrugged at the alien woman, "Given other options of self-destruction and isolation some assistance sounds like a better option to me."

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"Right... well tech issues are not my field... my skills lie elsewhere..." Nyaidia said her hand absentmindingly taping the unusually thin bladed dagger on her belt. The deadly Sliverblade from which her clan got it's name.

"But with your permission Myself and a small group of engineers will travel over to your ship we can meet face to face and see how we may help each other." Nyaidia stated and waited for an an answer.


Outside the smaller of the two Lakkadian ships was orbiting and silently scanning the Auroragon.

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Shaselia nodded, calculating ship operations with the new information provided by Lewis. It wasn't the best of news. She looked hopefully to Nyaidia, "Thank you," and then to Lewis with the ghost of a smile. Maybe they weren't in the worst shape, after all. They had no idea who these aliens were, or where they came from, but their stories were one and the same. Joruv gave his wife a peck on the cheek. His hands danced across the control panel as he prepared the loading bay for depressurization.

"Permission to board granted," Joruv said to Nyaidia, "It's at our humblest request that any weaponry remain peace tied. What are the atmospheric conditions optimal to your survival? We are at...22% oxygen. Loading bay depressuri-"

"First!" Phetalia shoved her way through the crowd towards the door. Derud grabbed at her and failed, earning a hopeless look from his wife. He smiled sheepishly at a glowering Maniria. Opum and Phetalia barreled from the room. They excitedly grabbed at Wolov, who didn't mirror their excitement but played along regardless. The three kids rushed off to the loading bay to greet the aliens.

Joruv swiveled to the surveillance controls. He flipped the viewscreens to display the loading bay. He hit another button, holding it down. On the screen the doors slowly began to open.

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Nyaidia, her Blackguards, and the engineers made their way on the bridge. She found the children (and adults) that hounded them to get a glance annoying but she managed to not show it.

"They just carry our tools" Nyaidia heard an engineer answer the question of one of the crew.

Nyaidia took a look around the bridge with her own eyes now not though a viewer. Turning to the captain she said. "My engineers will help in whatever way they are able. I have been given the power by my government to act as a diplomat for my people and to further relations between our peoples."

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"Oh," said Phetalia, shrugged, and hung back to keep watching. She was glad to hear they were going to help, but was more interested in the technology they brought along than anything else.

"Thank you," Joruv responded to Nyaidia with a light bow of his head, "I'd like to formally invite you to join us in a meal when the day is done. I'm not sure if we have the same diet, but if we can stand the same air surely our similarities extend beyond. Our protein processor malfunctioned, I'm afraid, so we've minimal to offer of that specifically. However our garden is a true treat."

Shaselia nodded and smiled greatly at the mention of the garden.