[b]Collab with Sigma[/b]

By the time that the Peace fleet had finally returned a signal, a larger council of figures had amassed in the office of Eovuy-Misalxul. A holographic sphere stood in the center of the room, portraying the rendering of signals their drone had recieved. Blank for a few seconds, it eventually displayed a peculiar sight. Tiny, pudgy beings with overly animated expressions. The room was stunned for a moment; these things were so similar in body plan. Misalxul stood at the front of the council, arms crossed at her back. She waited for a moment before speaking quietly to those present.

"How do we communicate?" she asked. Someone spoke up, stepping forward so that the Eovuy might see her fully.

"We are led to assume they have sufficiently advanced computer systems that a mass data-signal of our language could be translated, hopefully within seconds," they said. Misalxul nodded. Grey. An affirmative. With the order, said package of information was beamed to the drone, and transmitted to the fleet surrounding it; a massive flood of data detailing every bit of information possible on their language, including the unique manner in which color reflected things to the Noiran. Given the natural difference in speech, it would take nothing less than a particularly quick-witted computer to decipher in any useful timeframe.

Mei and her inner circle stood and watched as new data had streamed though, walls of alien text and other images forming once more. The near constant connection between the alien probe and the fleet had proven to be quite beneficial for the defectors, the shipboard computers and commanding AI slowly, but surely deciphering the language, the words becoming more clearer then before. Mei reached out her hand towards the shifting holograms, the data stream surging through her circuits like a raging river, her eyes begun to glow. She gave a simple nod, signaling the others to do the same. One by one, each of her closer advisors had extended their Metallic arms to the ever shifting mass of data, feeling the surge. "Noiran" Mei said. 

"An interesting species..." Tenmu said, the other nodded in agreement.

Mei smiled once more. "I...have a good feeling on this." She said, waving her arms about as a screen materialized. "Huddle up everyone, they should know who we are, for real." 

"Yes, your worship." They all replied in unison as they gathered behind Mei. A beeping noise sounding off. "Greetings Noirans." she begun. "I am MEI-2102-34 and we wish you no harm, we come in peace." she paused briefly before continuing. "We've come a long way seeking a new home, seeking a fresh new start for myself and my people. All we ask is to be allowed entry to your home, for a moment at least." Another beeping sound followed as the recording ended. With another motion of her hand, the screen shrank as the message was streamed to the probe and back to the main source.

There was a commotion amongst the council as Noiran words were returned to them. It had worked! Others were a bit more wary however, at the contents of the returned message. Lixioxu Aolfayer pondered.

"A 'new home'?" A yellowish color. Suspicion. "Are they pariahs? Outcasts? Criminals?" she asked. A hush fell over the council. "And they are blunt to ask of us entry the very moment we contact them."

"Their name... it has numbers. Are they synthetic?" added Lixioxu Yaeiolo. The Eovuy listened carefully, forming her own assumptions.

"Perhaps we may simply ask them to clarify," she said, preparing another message. "Greetings foreign one. I am Eovuy-Misalxul, representative of all Noiran peoples, leader of our humble civilization. We are curious of your requests, but also cautious. From whence did you come, and why do your people require a new home?"

All was silent in the council chambers, a short amount of time had passed before the Peace Fleet had sent their reply. Mei, from her more neutral expression was more saddened. "....We once hailed from a terrible place, the Agonis Collective....my kind have brought untold death and misery upon billions for centuries. I was blind to this evil for so long...until it was far too late. I and my people no longer wished to be apart of the madness. We fled, knowing full well that wherever we may go, we would not be welcomed, we would be hated and hunted down. "She paused before resuming. "Both by our kind and the past victims of their slaughters. This is why we fled and seek a new home, we wish to correct what the Collective has done, once step at a time."

"Then there are other civilizations out there. Excellent to know," Lixioxu Aolfayer said. Misalxul continued her transmission.

"I see. Should we be worried about this Agonis Collective? You make it clear your kind are hunted. We are rightfully cautious of harboring those that may draw devastation to our civilization. We are young and small, confined to a single system with nary a clue as to what is going on in the galaxy surrounding us. We need some assurance we will not be visited by something greater than ourselves with evil intents."

The third response had came in a far faster pace. Mei's expression more calm, and less fearful. "I'm quite certain the Collective will never find us. We have traveled a great distance, far from the Collective's sphere, and their warlike ways and fanatic ideology will eventually cost them dearly. They will soon have other, more important matters to deal with then our defection."

There was a long pause in Misalxul's office. Emotions ran high and chaotic, ever-shifting between wariness, hope, and curiosity. For the time being, opnions were withheld. Their Eovuy would make a decision with the information provided, and all those present could tell by her color that she was already becoming firm in her thoughts.

"We shall permit you approach our homeworld for the time being. Caution must be taken before we can allow your people to touch down upon it," Misalxul transmitted. She turned back to the council. "We shall all meet them face to face. I am confident for now that we are not speaking with beings harboring ill-intent." The two commanders affirmed her decision and walked in tandem out of the office. A security group would need to be made for their visitation. Another signal was sent, marking their star system's location in the region.

Mei grinned widely with this development. For now at the moment, the Peace Fleet had gained a temporary sanctuary and a possible ally. This would be the first step Mei had mentioned, with the knowledge that they would be safe, this allows the Peace Fleet time to survey the surrounding system while the fleet remains under the care of the Noirans. Mei made several motions with her hand as a map sprang back into view, before her, a route leading to the Vol System begun to form. "Set a course of the Vol System." Mei ordered. 

Abiding by her commands, the entire fleet vanishing once more into the dark void of space, making their swift journey towards the Norian Homeworld.

Communication was cut as the ships tunneled into hyperspace, thousands of light years away. Misalxul stood taught before the empty holographic display, thinking to herself. Their very first contact, and the aliens wished to take residence upon their very homeworld. Now that they knew of a larger galactic community, far grander than she had ever imagined, imagination ran wild.

Where would this lead them?