[i][b][u]Aboard the ECV Spirit of Wind, in Intergalactic space, current time.[/u][/b][/i]

>!
>Incoming Scans
[b][i]Let them scan us, erecting a wall of secrecy would not help our peaceful intentions.[/i][/b] Unit One replied, he felt the [i]Wind[/i] grumble. He knew that she didn't like invasive scans, she preferred that they ask, but under the circumstances of the language barrier that was not possible. Unit One peered through the [i]Wind[/i] once again, picking up other transmissions, and noticing that several more ships had appeared. One in particular had caught his optic, a smaller organic ship. He was reminded of the Nebula Grazers of Ifri-Tanz, he'd never seen them in person, but many had commented on their beauty. He glanced to the other vessels, noticing that several more had arrived, and also noticing that a few were heading towards a particular ship.

>Power Levels at 67.174%
>Drone Cores Online
Unit One walked out of the bridge, [i][b]Have The Remembrance of Setra meet me at Hanger A5.[/b][/i]
In another part of the ship, racks upon racks of spheres, no larger than a human torso shifted, dusting themselves. One sphere detached itself from the ceiling suspended rack, falling towards the floor and being caught by a cube of black nanomachines. The nanites and the sphere connected, then the sphere sank into the center of the cube. Six legs shot out from the cube, lifting it from the ground. It then skittered away through a hatch into a tunnel, where additional bricks of nanites lay. Setra gathered the mass and modules it needed, then proceeded to walk to Hanger A5.
[i][b]I have translated the messages, although the rest of their language remains a mystery.[/b][/i] The Traveler said to him from the bridge, a package of data along with the translated messages appeared in Unit One's mind. He was correct, there was a meeting. He arrived at Hanger A5, seeing a sleek dart like ship ready. No weapons, only armor plating and a single thruster module in addition to it's gravitic engine.
[i][b]I will be going alone. Make sure the Wind recovers and is at full power.[/b][/i] He ordered. He knew that going alone and unarmed was an unwise decision, but he often found that synthetics were not often trusted with weapons. He stepped towards Setra, seeing that it formed stairs into its center mass. Unit One stepped into the drone and was enveloped by nanomachines. The drone cooed as it took off, flying towards the Paramount.

Unit One sent a message to the Paramount, using the words of Captain Powers, and Mach the pilot.
[quote][color=40ff00]Diplomatic team. Requesting permission to dock, over.[/color][/quote]