[indent]BoP Fleet, Asari [i]Transcendence[/i]
Arcadia-2
Commander Miranda Keyes[/indent]

There was something about the entering a brand new universe for the first time that brought out a very tense atmosphere. There wasn't usually a risk with the process of transferring between universes from a terminal entry point, but there was something to be said about what was on the other side. Was the other in its last breaths, ready to collapse upon itself? Or what if the native population is aggressive and planned an ambush? There were many risks other than just getting 'lost' in the transfer process, so the few moments after entry were the defining moment, the first impression if you will, of a universe. So far all seemed benign.

"Ma'am. We are escaping atmosphere..." One of the officers called out calmly. Miranda didn't respond but watched out the command deck's window as the blue shine eventually faded away to colorless dark void that was space. "...And we are in orbit." The same officer spoke shortly after her initial call-out. For the moment, everyone could breath easy...

"Ma'am!" An officer quickly called out, almost sounding panicked. All attention was focused on her as she hastily reread whatever information was on her console. "New contacts! Sudden arrival!" Miranda only let a second pass without her lead. "How many ships?" Miranda sternly asked as the tense air began forming in the command bridge again. "More than us, Ma'am." The officer responded, sounding surprisingly composed. She flicked across her holoscreen and the information suddenly appeared before Miranda. 

Miranda took a minute, studying the foreign fleet for everything she can gather. "I want eyes on. Reconfigure the nearest drones we dispatched from atmosphere to enter orbit and circle around until they can get cams on their fleet. Begin..." Miranda stopped as she watched the pings, corresponding any large enough ships to be noticed, move and adjust. A small group splintered off and it only took a moment to realize they were going to circle the planet. "They're sending an envoy?" Miranda quietly asked herself as she watched the pings move across the screen. "Belay that. I still want drones on their main fleet and their splinter group. Alert all ships and have all crews on standby. Do not engage unless fired upon!" Miranda barked her orders out as the officers of the bridge began scurrying about to make sure all duties were done. 

"Cortana." Miranda's volume lowered as she turned to a small console on the armrest of her chair. A blue, feminine figure arose from a small projector. "You called?" The blue digital woman, Cortana, answered. Miranda cracked a small grin. "Do our neighbors have any transponders?" Cortana glanced up towards the ceiling before looking back at Miranda. "I'm picking up nothing. New kids on the block?", Cortana shrugged. "Or trouble." Miranda responded in a hushed tone as to not concern her staff. "Open comms and sweep through all frequencies, languages, and codes. Advise or remind them the code of conduct for inter-universal encounters." Cortana gave Miranda a soft smile before vanishing.

The New Contact Code of Contact was an outline of required proceedings when encountering a possibly new, and uninitiated species to the multi-universal reality. The code was drafted by a few of the more powerful universes, who's society has evolved to a certain level of advancement. Of course it was more like a guideline because the code can't really be enforced because the domain of all universes is infinitely big, but it is enforced by those universes who consistently flow in between each others universe. The most important part of a new contact is trying to relay the message and all 'modern' (whatever your definition of that may be) have a program in place to broadcast a message in every form possible in the event that the two species do not speak the same language. The language barrier is mostly mitigated the Asari interpreter device, which translates all known languages to the same tongue, Common. It does not work on unknown languages, however, but languages aren't that hard to add. 

The message, in whatever form the other species could understand, goes as follows.

[quote]~Hail ship and crew of the unknown. As per regulation with the Multiple Universal Coalition, all ships must comply with the following in order to be recognized as a legitimate representative of your species:

Ships and fleets must have their regulation issued transponders on at all times. In the event of the transponders deactivation, you must activate it immediately upon comprehending this message. Failure to do so can and will be deemed as deviant behavior and subject to an appropriate response.

In the event that your species is new to realization of a Multi-universal reality and does not have a transponder, a reply to this message must be made at once by any means possible. Failure to do so may result in appropriate defensive measures by a complying fleet.

This message is broadcasted on all frequencies in all languages, codes, and tones. 

This message repeats...[/quote]