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The unarmed Swarmer stopped just a dozen meters away the Mandalorian starfighter, conventional reaction thrusters pushing the small ship backwards a little. Despite the Swarmer's designation in her home galaxy as a "microvessel", the two ships were on-par in size.
Within moments, Vasti's hail was answered by the low, calculating voice of the Kadeshi Ambassador.

[i]At first, it comes out as a garbled transmission, before coalescing into a surprisingly clear and understandable communication.[/i]
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[b][color=lightgreen]"We, the Kadeshi, wish you no harm, alien. I'm accustomed to [i]welcoming[/i] visitors into the Garden, but it seems that our current circumstances have drastically changed our routine. We are the Kiith Nevaar, a Kadeshi bloodline that has thrived for 10 generations within the safety of the Garden, and the spire of a vessel you see behind your starship is the Nebula-5, our home away from home, though the name [i]'Starlight Lance'[/i] has grown popular among the crew and our people."[/color][/b]

[b][color=lightgreen]"Our intention is to return Home, as unlikely as that seems in this scenario.-"[/color][/b] The small ship slowly spins around on its axis as her lone pilot continues. [b][color=lightgreen]"-Seeing the rather diverse gathering of starships here, I have come to the conclusion that you and your people know just as much as we do about the current predicament.-"[/color][/b] It finally finishes its revolution, facing them once more.

[b][color=lightgreen]"So, instead of demanding answers to our curiosities of this world we find ourselves in, and the way out of it, on behalf of the Nebula-5, I request an alliance between our flagships. Safety in numbers, as they say, and you may find the facilities on our vast starship useful."[/color][/b] 
The Ambassador concludes, hopefully appealing to their possible sense of distress in a calculated move to ensure the survival of his clan in a strange, unknown galaxy.