[b]New Condia[/b]
"Do not pursue, let them retreat. There still might be a chance for peace yet."

The message sounded across New Condia's defense network, as the fleet began seeing what damage had been done. Freighters flew in and recovered the scraps of alien technology left by them, jumping off to no doubt Facility A-5 so they could be researched. The fleet seemed mostly intact but on the ground however most of the forces had been destroyed by the nuclear blast. More freighters rushed in and brought in terraforming supplies to rid New Condia of the radiation before it could cause trouble to civilian populations.

In New Condia's capital a few diplomats and military personnel gathered to discuss the situation. They had finally translated the alien's language perfectly, after a few hours of hard work. The diplomats, being the bubbles of optimism that they were still hoped for peace, however with how aggressive the aliens had been the military personnel doubted it, with what was recovered of the alien's tech already at Facility A-5 under-going study to find its weaknesses. Only time would tell what would happen.

[b]Shipyards, New Alas[/b]
The Overseer of the Shipyard had thought it odd when Ironbones sent in ship designs. These new ones were for the 9th and 8th fleets, however they lacked a lot of weaponry. The plans had shown them with weapons slot but Ironbones said he was waiting on something for these to be filled in. It had taken him a while but the Overseer had finally learned that the slots were for Plasma Weapons. He wished such research had not have been carried out, but with a increasingly amount of hostile aliens it was necessary.

[b]Message to Sazkarjhia[/b]
"I think you were mistaken, we merely said you could not station ships at our planets or stations. Your ships still may patrol, just not within our space. Your ships also may escort trade ships and freighters up to the station, and if in need can dock to receive repairs and supplies."