[center][b]Hau[/b][/center] [hider=Tar-ee][center][img]http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z-TnHrioYs/UHM26Iv-IhI/AAAAAAAACA8/L20QS6tvToM/s1600/Gallente-nyx.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] [b]Dacyria approach[/b] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aurel sat silently on the "bridge", Deep inside the bowels of the lead ship Tar'ee. She was patiently watching the main screen, which had three views up at the same time. The first was the immediate front of the ship, the other was a general rear view with the other three ships in view albeit far enough away to not quite recognize them. The third was a clear magnified view of the planet ahead. The ships seemed to just glide through space at this point, still on a gradual deceleration. It was peaceful at this point and Aurels eyes were actually starting to get heavy, until system broke a long silence... "Michon Aurel, we are nearing the planet you've dubbed, 'Hub world'. The planet [i]does[/i] have a local name." Aurel rolled her neck then slowly pulled herself out of the ships captains chair. She sneered a bit then muttered, "Dacyria.". System chimed in, "That is correct.". Aurel just shook her head, "Needs a better name.". System chimed in again, "The word Dacyria, if compared to Hau proper, translates into 'Poo hole ground foot.' " The bridge crew began to laugh, save one, Aurel. On the outside she had to maintain a strict, no games attitude. On the inside however there was only laughter, something that she was trying incredibly hard to hold back. It didn't help at all when System asked, "So will we name the systems way-gate, poo hole station?" Aurel pinched the bridge of her nose then cracked a smile. Around an half hour passed before the world Dacyria became visible through plain optics. System brought up an image of a space station, "Michon Aurel, we are being scanned by a large orbital facility. Scans are showing moderate shielding. At present, they are not a threat." Aurel walked up to the 2-D image and with a simple whisk of her fingers, it became a 3-D interactive display. "The station doesn't seem to be built for war." System reminded her, "We do not have sufficient information to determine your statement." Aurel just nodded in agreement. Seconds later, another view of a small flotilla of ships on the far side of the planet was presented. "What am I looking at." "Local naval forces, they appear to be unaware of our approach but there are numerous different types. Some have designations, something regarding a "earth". Aurel rubbed her chin, "What is a 'Earth' ?" "Unknown, I'd guess its either a national motto or a figurehead." Aurel ceased rubbing her chin then crossed her arms. "Odd name. What does 'Earth' translate to?" a clear reference to the earlier comments regarding Dacyria. Systems answer was prompt "A type of Reptile." [i]"Well that's disappointing."[/i] Aurel whisked her hand again, sending the image of the station back to a 2-D view. She gazed over the images once more then walked back to her chair content. Even with all the activity, there wasn't much to worry about. They had many text books describing the fine details of making alliances and if necessary, war. This was supposed to be one of those text-book endeavors. Hau command had surveyed the region for a while using high powered scopes and readings from far out probes and from previous encounters, this seemed to just be another run of the mill expansion. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [b]DACYRIA HIGH ORBIT, LOGISTICS STATION[/b] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Things were even more textbook when the station ahead opened communication. It took system a matter of seconds to compile the message and present it. [i]“Unknown vessels, you have entered orbit of Dacyria, we on behalf of the ASM and IMIB bid you welcome. If possible we would like to initiate contact and send an emissary, if colonization is your intention we feel it vital that communications lines are established.”[/i] Aurel smirked a bit. "I like these people. Straight to business." The ship slowed even more, with the other three ships slowing in a sort of Vee-formation. They were far enough apart to discourage enemies from attacking as they would have to spread their forces to engage each ship, Giving the Hau plenty of time to hit their foe from multiple angles. The two non-Hau ships had visible weapons on them with [i]Powder 1[i/] having empty external missile racks as well. The two Hau ships though, had no visible hard-points to be seen. This was a genuinely deceptive tactic as the Tar'ee on its own could destroy the other three ships. A show of force is rarely needed but it seems the new and frail relationship between the 'ASM and IMIB'.. And more so, the male voice that she had just heard. Right as Aurel gave the signal to open communications, bursts of light were visible in the distance. The room went a light green color and blue lights flashed. All throughout the ship, Hau crew rushed to their stations. There was no panic but rather a very uniform and almost robotic transition from peace to war. System brought up images of the distant engagement, in its beginning stages. "Shields are up and enemy scans are being actively blocked. We have begun scrambling their communications as well." Aurel stepped into the center of the room. "All ships, report." "This is Larfi. We are ready for your orders." "Duhn reporting. We have them on scanners as well. Not quite sure what is going on but this fight is too close for comfort." "Raki here, mind telling me why we are at alert? This ships sensors are absolute shit." Aurel responded, "Alright, we have an active military engagement. They aren't actively targetting us but we do have a decent amount of incoming projectiles." Duhn pointed out, "They are likely missed shots. they are using decent amounts of solid projectile weaponry." Larfi offered an opinion as well, "Perhaps it is some sort of internal conflict? the ships engaging one another are similar in style, with weapons being uniform as well." Raki jumped in once more. "Can someone describe the weapons? I mean, My crew and I here are just staring at little flashes in space. Is this some sort of prank? to see my ships crew scramble to gun turrets that require manual aiming?" Aurel assured her this was serious, even giving an order to move back. "Raki, I want you to take Powder 1 and head to the outer asteroid belt. I admit I should have taken advice about building the gate further out. I want you to start the project near the outer-most world." "Be careful." The other three ships began moving slowly forward, trying to give powder 1 a decent cover from potential fire. They closed in to the station, close enough for any one standing at a window to see them. Granted it wouldn't be clear as day, but close enough to cause some sort of worry as these obviously weren't local known ships. As the fleet got close, the Tar'ee broke away and moved uncomfortably close. It activate a series of visible, linear beams. As the beams moved all over the station, any one aboard would be quick to notice that there was no damage being done whatsoever. The Tar'ee turned very quickly to a broadside position and deactivated the field blocking scans from the station. With that, a large number of small plates detached from the surface of the ship and held a position, hovering above it at about four feet. They moved to what would seem to be random points on the hull. The spaces where the plates had been seemed to have some sort of off center barrel esque object that only stood out two feet from the hull. Those barrel esque objects began to pool immense power as well as the plates. The weapons were emitting exotic energies, some of which humanity had yet to encounter but this much was absolutely certain. This was a show of force. There were no shots but rather a simple message, directed straight towards the station. The message was clear, "Stand down any weapons, Lower your defensive shields and explain yourselves."