[b]EA Diplomacy[/b]
 Ambassador Shigano'vum giggled lightly, pressing a few keys on her wrist panel to project several screens and displays written in Sazkarjhian script. She read through some of the scriptures, mumbling quietly to herself as she scrutinized the documents. After some time of reading, she retracted the images and turned to Fergus.
 
 "One of our present issues is trade. Although we have resource-rich worlds, we still lack certain materials that we have seen or heard of on several of your planets. With our resources, we have plentiful bounties of lead, tungsten, and iron ores for construction, armoring and weapons. We also have large amounts of uranium used for weapons and our nuclear reactors on ships and certain power facilities. We have technology to synthesize and charge superheated plasma, which, while it itself has many uses, remains as ammunition for our large-scale plasma throwers, typically used on ships. Timber and rubbers are also very common here. What we seek from other races are things like oxygen. Sazkar's atmosphere is mostly chlorine, which our physiological reports indicate is severely toxic to humans, the Abh (Or so we believe), most races under the Equestrian empire, and the Zonanese people. To allow them more hospitable environments, or simply to allow them to move on our surface, we wish to have some of this to offer when needed. Also, for civil use, we wish to obtain silicon. While we do have minerals used for semiconductor purposes not common to your planets, it is not as efficient as we have seen silicon is. Besides that, I'm sure with trade we can find more to offer and to request."

 She projected the images again, this one facing towards McClain and the others, a large map showing lines between Earth, Earth's colonies, Sazkar and Sazkar's colonies, Trimubelo III and Markada Minor, as well as several other planets. "We want to build caravans that go between all of these planets. Unfortunately, that faces two problems: The first is that the Translight Outersystem Engine, our version of the hyperdrive, heavily exhausts fuel, which, when exploring space, is a crucial asset to voyages. The second is pirates. We know that they've explored to other reaches of the universe. If they can get their hands on these cargo ships then...heheh...I'm sure you know what'd happen" the Ambassador stated, chuckling nervously at the end.

 "Finally, per order of Grand Vessel Fakeem Suar'kum and Supreme Commander Barasmus Lano'dum, we wish to offer our full military support. Essentially, what we mean is this: If the EA ever goes to war, we will offer a sizable military support group to aid in operations. However, when transferred under EA control, we demand they receive the same treatment the EA soldiers give to their own brethren. We understand that the events of ten years ago have created some...tension...between many of those rowdy soldiers and our own, we wish that they receive the same fair treatment."

 She turned off the projector. "Well! That's all that I was ordered to speak of. We're still trying to reach out, and catch up with races. What do you think of this, Admiral McClain?"

[b]Equestrian Diplomacy, Peace Station[/b]
 Grommic grasped a piece of fruit from the platter, and inserted it through his suit. It lifted to his visor via small movement systems within the suit. At first he received the heavenly aroma. Certainly he had had a fair share of flora and fauna from other races, but nothing quite like it. It had an exquisite scent that could not be identified with anything. Truly giving it its alien characteristics. He quickly tore into it, and cleaned the inside of his helmet. Many of the soldiers grabbed from the fruit, doing the same.

 "It's certainly something I've never had at home or on one of those gods-forsaken ships. We are glad you are a generous and peaceful race. We would be more than happy to discuss terms with the likes of you!" he stated happily.