[b]BS-14 Columbia - C.I.C[/b]

The first ship responded over the speakers, what first sounded like merely some complications and maybe some form of history being wiped out, what he said next just sounded plain stupid. No idea where or [i]when[/i] they were. That was just ridiculous. "I apologise to sound the pessimist however alternate dimensions are just as likely as time travel. It is far more likely that we both had errors in our jump systems that caused us to jump well beyond our respective red lines. However due to our origins being along the same lines though I doubt either of us were trained for diplomacy I am willing to negotiate some form of treaty until we can find our ways home." He got a look from Phillips though he just shook it away to the fact that they needed at least another ship if they were to survive.

Alarms began blaring as the DRADIS console pinged. "DRADIS contact, right along our starboard side. It's split into two contacts and one of them is CBDR.""Veer away starboard. Have the closest gun platforms target and destroy.""Starboard, Aye sir."" Jaffey on communications spoke up. "Sir, one of the other vessels claiming to be from some federation claims that the new vessel means no harm after identifying themselves." "Ensure you only target the debris heading towards us, have the gun batteries hold fire. If contact is inevitable then we will fire upon it. Launch the SAR Raptor and hail the station offering our assistance." He watched as Jaffy put the messages out to both the new vessel and the federation vessel that hailed them claiming that the fragmented ship was friendly.

He turned as the response from the Valerie was played. They weren't human, unless they had a different word for human that was. He decided to put this off on hold for now, as another DRADIS ping alerted them to a new ships appearance. "DRADIS contact, no hails as off yet to any of the new vessels." Everyone continued to work around CIC, almost shouting as things continued to escalate. "Sir, we're getting a transmission from the new ship on an open frequency."

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The CR90 corvette broadcasting the frequency of the Alderaanian identification had two of the few remaining Jedi on board. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Grandmaster Yoda. Yoda could sense something strange about these vessels, he could sense living beings however they were not connected to the Force. It was as if they had only recently been introduced to it. However what he could sense was a level of good in them, well. All except one ship to which he sensed a hunger. He could sense their confusion, so decided that he would not be best to make first contact. So instead Obi-Wan Kenobi transmitted to all the vessels in local space. "I am Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, I am afraid to say you have arrived in a time of conflict. After a war that ravaged the galaxy followers of the Dark Side of the Force have seized control of the Republic and reformed it into the Galactic Empire. We have sensed the good in most of you, and seek your help. With your assistance we feel we could free the Galaxy before it is ever enslaved."

He took a breath. "We invite you aboard our vessel, and are willing to transmit any navigational data or historical data you desire."