[b]The Golden System of New Rome[/b]
[i]The Line
Situation: Zero, Zero, Zero[/i]

"Ugh, this is going no where." The Fleet Master said before waving his hand dismissively "Get me firing solutions on all infected vessels within the system and prepare to operate."
"And the new contact in the field, praelatus meus?" One of the Bridge Officers said, turning gently away from the terminal and letting his eyes grow duller for a moment
"Dispatch a nano tracker, that we might send an emissary to wherever they come from at a later date. For now, they appear to have no trouble communicating with the other nations, key in to the Roman dialect of the Standard Language and send them a courteous message. I sense... something." The Fleet Master paused for a moment and examined the view screen before speaking again "Get me a standard scan report on that ship and match it to all known space particles, see if you can't find an outline; I want to know if this is some Abh ploy to delay the inevitable." The Fleet Master replied with another dismissive hand wave, before clasping his hands before him. There was a pause of silence on the bridge before the Overwatch subprogram chimed in
"I detected heightened blood levels. Are you frustrated?" She inquired in a rather upbeat and informal tone, the hologram of a star appearing on the holo-pedestal beside him
"I am, Nova. It is a source of continued consternation that our opponents cannot correlate their innate inferiority with their inevitable defeat and simply give up this senseless struggle." He grunted and leaned against the pedestal and glanced over the reports

[b]Message to the Aradite ship[/b]

"Attention- please. This is Overwatch Sub Program 9993821 of the Collective of Civilised Species Equitem transmitting non-priority message; Unidentified vessel of interest, confirm your civil or military status immediately."

[b]Message to the Romans[/b]

"Attention- please. This is Overwatch Sub Program 9993821 of the Collective of Civilised Species Equitem transmitting message; Romus praelatus, the requested has already been assigned a tactical value, this program has decided that value shall stand."

[b]Ashes to Ashes[/b]
[i]Secrets of the Ancients
Situation: Midnight, Investigate, Establish[/i]

The Argutus glanced towards Posthuma, who waved them on with her right hand as she tapped a few commands into a terminal and directed her units over the facility. The Argutus turned back towards Vahlen and one of them spoke slowly
"Proceed."