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[b]Location:[/b] Mandalore

Say what you will about the mercurial attitude of many a higher-dimensional entity, or of how gauche Gretho and his people considered the concept of ascending to become beings of pure energy to be, he had to admit that Daniel was nothing if not efficient. For mere moments after he had sent through his request Gretho and crew found themselves orbiting a relatively inhospitable looking planet alongside another—much larger—ship of unfamiliar make. Comparing the rather lavish mental image of Coruscant he'd been given with the largely spartan appearance of the world below, the captain of the Ceaseless Endeavor quickly surmised that this was not the celestial body the Replicators had overtaken, but another planet entirely. One that resided in a completely different star system given the surrounding constellations. Still, it was a start, and one that could benefit them greatly if they handled it properly.

"Captain," Drin said, his face illuminated by the glow that emanated from his station. "I've intercepted a communication from the other ship. It's directed at the planet below, and a cursory scan indicates several craft are incoming from that same location."

Gretho nodded as he brought the Endeavor into a stabler orbit.

"Understood. INTRA, run their languages through the [url=http://www.whoniverse.net/tardis/voiceintegrator]Psio-Linguistic Translator[/url] so we aren't wasting time trying to understand one another. When that's done Drin I want you to hail the other ships and perform a scan of this entire sector. We need to know exactly where we are and what we're dealing with."

"Affirmative."

Examining one of the many holographic readouts hovering in the air before him, Gretho addressed Persi next.

"We've got ships coming up from below, you see them?"

She nodded, keeping a close eye on the map floating in the upper-right corner of her vision as her hand settled on the staser controls.

"Copy, I see them."

Gretho turned his attention back to the planet looming before them, his eyes narrowing somewhat as he watched tiny pinpricks of light streak noiselessly through the atmosphere. From what he could tell their designs were completely different than that of the behemoth lumbering beside them, which clued him in on the fact that those staffing it had likely been brought over in a fashion similar to their own.

"Observe but do not fire unless ordered."

"Don't worry, my trigger finger isn't [i]that[/i] itchy. Not yet anyway."

Minutes passed, though none aboard the Endeavor could truly be said to be nervous. They'd had meetings like this before, both during the Last Great Time War and earlier in the War in Heaven, and most of those ended up being far tenser than this by virtue of the fact that each side could have been erased from existence five times over then restored before deliberations had even begun. Or worse. There were no temporal powers here however, other than Gretho and the rest of his crew granted, which meant they could be just the tinniest bit lax when it came to standard operating procedure. At any rate INTRA and the translator both had done their work, as had Drin, having relayed a general greeting to all ships in their immediate surroundings, followed swiftly by a declaration of peaceful intent and a request for all parties involved to meet on the nearest neutral ground. Be that in one of their ships drifting through the heavens above or a region on the planet below.