[center][h2]Legion Contact[/h2][/center]

A small Terran vessel approached the Legion ship, it was not a military craft, but a civilian vessel. The ship was owned by Starchaser Industries, which had been operating since 1992. As such, it was a major player in the development of space, and had dedicated numerous vessels to the Battle of Jupiter. It commanded one of the larger private starfleets, with ten militarized interstellar vessels of their own design. Not much in the grand scheme of things, but it was completely ridiculous for a corporation in Terran space. Not only were corporate armies usually banned, but the choking regulations on nearly any kind of private company made it nearly impossible to put a spacecraft up.

It powered up its bow plasma lance as if it had a chance against the massive vessel. With the difference in strength, the preparations were nothing more than a diplomatic statement to let Legion know that humanity is borderline insane. A message was sent to the ominous vessel that had just appeared in the system, nobody knowing whether or not the answer would come in the form of words or weapons fire.

"This is the Terran volunteer warship [i]Nelson[/i], currently under the command of the Colonial Defense Force. You left a hell of a signature with that quantum teleportation drive of yours, God himself saw that one. As per Naval regulations, I have to demand to know your allegiance, the reason for your trespass, and your diplomatic status with the Eternal Empire."

[center][h2]Sol System[/h2][/center]

[i]Oh yeah, going somewhere was a thing.[/i]

"Yes, a restaurant on the promenade. I figure that direct exposure to our culture is better than me explaining all of our history in some fancy room. Instead, I'll be explaining all of our history in a fancy room with other people in it. Huh. When I put it that way it sounds pretty dumb. Oh yes, on last thing, just how religious are you?"