New worlds

"Attention, please. Citizenship details are being allotted by your local civilis protections teams. Co-operation with your civilis protections team, permit half ration reward." The Overwatch voice blurted put, before continuing to speak "Attention. Worship of Faust or any other deities is strictly prohibited and will result in repurposing. All currency will be turned in to your local civilis protectione team. Exactly 2 turns of your planet from now, Equiis currency will be deemed contraband. All clothing will be turned in to the Civilis Protectione, standard valid clothing will be issued. Some articles of clothing may be considered valid, consult your Civilis Protectione team for confirmation. Attention, your laws have been replaced with Collective law codes. All laws are to be memorised immediately. Thought of the day: None have died in service to the greater good have died in vain" Linthe sighed as she watched the streets. The Equitem continued to watch the streets, Marchers striding overhead and gunships flying above through the skies, as the Civilis Protectiond performed phase one stabalisation duties. Already announcement screens had been deployed, displaying the new law code, other information, suspended and removed rights and Civilis Protectione recruitment images, obviously attempted to attract recruits to the union. Some of the slogans were rather appealing, she had to admit, such as "A peaceful future and a better tomorrow" or "Peace through fraternity" but others were scary or foreboding, such as "Effective Intimidation" while others were both good and bad, such as "Ever Vigilant" It didn't take her long to work out that they were division motto's, and it appeared each had a different task within the Collective. Linthe shook her head slowly. The Collective was brutally stripping away the past, leaving only the 'compatible' parts of the races culture behind. But one had to admire their efficiency. They'd barely arrived and they already had a police force set up, security being set in place and began to rearrange their industry, all without listening to a word of protest 
And yet, for all this, it wasn't as brutal as she had thought it would be. The Triarian officers who had come down had greeted them warmly, and explained what the process of absorption would entail. The Civilis Protectione units were passive enough, some were even mildly friendly, and the Synths, though physically imposing, weren't the brutal oppressors she had feared... They weren't friendly by any stretch of the imagination, but they were mostly simply indifferent towards them. What was going to happen now? Their governments had abandoned them quicker than a burning building, and now they were in Collective hands... Whether this would be good and fair for them in the long term had yet to be seen