[b]New Condia[/b]

Fleetmaster Suretak'kum looked over damage reports for her fleet. The numbers were staggering. [i]A heavy loss, but for a decisive victory.[/i] she thought to herself, her white, razor-sharp teeth gleaming in her grin. She looked over to her Assistant Commanding Officer, who was, too, overlooking damage reports.

"Marshal, send a fleetwide message ordering all non-jump capable ships to be abandoned and scuttled. They're too large to be salvaged and we cannot risk other groups scavenging for Sazkarjhit technology. Send Deep-Space Insertion crews to attach nuclear devices, make sure that the ships don't become a liability."

"Aye, Ma'am." the officer replied gruffly. He strode over to the Bridge's Communications Officer and repeated the command over FLEETNET. Crews soon after quickly got to work, boarding shuttles as they went to the many damaged frigates and destroyers and placed nuclear charges. Fleetmaster Suretak'kum activated her personal communications network and sent a message to the Eternal Union Fleet.

"Sazkarjhia Assault Fleets 003 and 011, and by extension the Peoples' Navy of Sazkarjhia, stand to voice the pleasure of assisting our new ally. Given that writ demands we do not use any other technology nor let others use our own, we will leave the Ethereal ships be, but also require that you do not attempt to salvage from our damaged warships; which we are scuttling to prevent anyone else from doing so. If you wish to communicate with Sazkarjhit higher authority over the victory, the Eternal Union can be patched through to the military cabinet and the Vesselage of Sazkarjhia."

[b]Terran Contact, Asteroid Belt, Sol[/b]

High Marshal Turani'dum let her head sink into her hands, her skin flushed a shade of orange like Sol itself. 1st Officer Turon'bum did not make any kind of motion, but it was clear that the hardened sailor wanted to throw a tantrum; his breathing hard and heavy, and his whole body shaking. 

[i]Stupid! Stupid! Stupid![/i] Marshal Turani'dum wanted to scream, her claws digging into her face. The bridge of [i]Reverence in Silence[/i] all stopped what they were doing, turning around and looking at their captain. She quietly whispered to her Communications Officer to send a message.

"We formally apologize for the confusion. We had assumed from observance of radio traffic that the warning was being directed to us. We [i]thought[/i] that the area was relatively clear and Saturn had been the closest point of contact for any kind of military investigation. We are currently setting an observation post in your system's Asteroid Belt, we had no intent for aggressive military action. If you would we need to finish our mission. I will notify my superiors of presence here and have diplomats sent after we are finished."