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Halo: The Erathellian Incursion. [Revamped]

As for ranks, Spartans use "Navy" ranks.

@Andromedai

You probably want to put that in the first OOC post and make that official to clarify things up and have people fix their ranks if that's how you're doing things. If we're sticking to them having Navy ranks, then we want to have everyone have a navy rank. Having some as "Spartan", some as "Lieutenant" and "Commander" and others as the Spartan Equivalent to ranks is a bit shaky.

For example, some people have put their ranks as "Spartan", which is equivalent to a First Lieutenant (O-2) in the Marines (and other branches) and a Lieutenant Junior Grade in the navy, however you have me having the rank of Lieutenant (which is an unequivalent rank to the Spartan branch, as an O-3), and yourself having the rank of Commander (O-5), which is not a rank within the Spartan corps but instead is a position. The position of 'Spartan Commander' is equivalent to a navy Captain (O-6), which is the equivalent of a Colonel in the marines.

So yeah, as you can see, a bit of a mixmatch. You probably want to clarify if you want us all using navy ranks (and have those using 'Spartan' as a rank change it to an actual rank) or use Spartan Role-Positions.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Broodmother Kasira

The Broodmother listened carefully until the meeting had come to an end. The information that she was given would definitely come in useful, if she survives the oncoming days. Two pieces of information highlighted themselves above all else, however. The first was that she could definitely not trust anyone here. The Terrans from her universe had solidified the fact that there was going to be very little working-together with anyone by breaking any trust she had been granted. If he had not stated what the Zerg did during the war, Kasira could have spoken trust into the others. But now, she was just a six legged monstrosity to them. She wasn't sure if she expected to be shot in the back at any instant, however she still wasn't sure she could trust anyone's true intentions. She knew that most of them wanted to get rid of this Empire, but she didn't know their own agendas, their private goals.

The second important piece of information was navigational data. At least now she knew where she could go, and she was given some potential options by the Supreme Commander. Broodmother Kasira found it hard to pick which one she could go to, and so settled her thoughts; there was plenty of time to choose a destination. "I thank you for your hospitality. I will be in contact," the Broodmother says to the remains of the meeting, before turning to walk out of the room - two Zerglings in front, and two behind, all of which glared at whoever was near. Kasira felt immediate relief at leaving the room, but knew that her true relief would come when she arrives back at the Leviathan.

The Overlord and it's protection were all still waiting for her when the Broodmother arrived in the hangar. None even took a glance at her, they were all intent on protecting the transport, as per her will. Only did they climb inside once Kasira was in, and together they exited the hangar, making their way back to the Leviathan.

Halo: The Erathellian Incursion. [Revamped]

Wah! I'm a completely stupid person and forgot to move her into there!

Halo: The Erathellian Incursion. [Revamped]

Fye McDouglas

Name: Fye McDouglas

Age: 29

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Fye McDouglas’ appearance

Rank: Lieutenant

Armor:

Fye McDouglas in armour

Weapons
Primary: M20/PDW
Secondary: M6H2 Personal Defense Weapon

Personality: Curious and explorative in nature, Fye is one to try and gather up the facts and try to make a conclusion out of them, adding to that conclusion as she gathers more information. Though an analyst at her core, she’s never afraid to fight alongside those beside her or by herself. Fye will always do her best to try and present the positives whilst attempting to hide the negatives until she has something to justify them with, though that doesn’t mean that she won’t speak of a negative situation if it’s immediately relevant and required. As for her mannerisms, Fye is playful yet confident, but she has the problem of trying to shimmy around what orders she can if she has found something more intriguing.

History: Born to a mother and a father that were both marines, Fye ended up left with her uncle, a medically-discharged marine, who frequently travelled on Earth with an interest in exploring cultures that Fye would soon adopt. Her uncle expected that the constant travelling to see new sights would inspire Fye to join the marines, and to follow in the footsteps of her parents, an expectation of her that her parents shared. When her uncle caught her watching battlefield footage of Covenant forces, he did not stop her from doing so. He figured it would allow her to build an image of Humanity’s enemy. He was wrong.

School projects became based around the Covenant, whether it be the Covenant as a whole or an individual race. Fye’s interest in the Covenant was one that did not fall along the line of someone wanting to be a soldier. It was at the age of fifteen that Fye’s uncle finally took notice, finally realised that she was not analysing the Covenant as a threat but as an equal, as a different culture like those that she explored with him when she was on holiday. An argument raged that night, questions of how Fye could respect those that her parents were fighting.

The arguments did not just last that single night. Week by week, the relationship between Fye and her uncle deteriorated. One night, Fye and her uncle received news that Fye’s father had died in combat during the Battle of Skopje. Her uncle did not take the loss of his brother very well, and took it out on Fye. She suffered a harsh beating that night, something that helped her very quickly in her decision to move out.

By 2552, her previous years were a memory to her. Fye had graduated from Edinburgh University, having studied Xenoarchaeology, quite unknowingly, under the watchful eyes of the Office of Naval Intelligence. As such, it was only a duo of days before the newly graduated young woman was hired. There was little research to be done before Earth was attacked by Covenant forces however, and it was by luck that Edinburgh University was untouched by the attack against Humanity’s home.

Fye became very quickly infatuated with the Forerunners and their technology, all by a sudden assignment at the Portal of Voi, where she without break explored the device. She was also, alongside this new assignment, provided with most of what Forerunner information that the Office of Naval Intelligence had, with lines of black ink placed here and there. It allowed Fye to build an image of what the portal was used for and begin her theories on the Forerunners, and piece by piece develop her knowledge.

It was during May of 2553 that Fye was directed off Earth. It took the signing of many documents before she was aboard a ship headed for a world named Trevelyan. With the long travel duration, Fye was placed into firearms classes aboard the ship, learning how to use and shoot an M6G. She had figured that wherever she was going would be safe, however the fact that she, a Xenoarcheologist, was being told that she would have to have a sidearm on the planet worried her a little about where she was going. Xenoarchaeologists were in demand, and arming them was just one way to keep them safer.

She left Trevelyan after a few years with a significant amount more experience and knowledge, and was transferred from project to project, and at a few points, danger to danger. At her posting in 2556, the research post she was stationed at fell under attack by a band of Kig-Yar scavengers and a trio of their ships. With minimal security on-site, Fye and the other researchers there were forced to fight the Kig-Yar scavengers on the ground with the security teams, and were almost forced into a defeat before the UNSC Delfino Plaza and UNSC Chouchoute able to respond and eliminate all three ships. Fye was praised for her efforts in helping in the defence.

It was, however, on Ivanoff Station in 2557 that she got a very real taste of the might of the Forerunners, those that she had suddenly been studying for so long. Researching the composer, the ring and the artifacts recovered under the watchful eye of ONI Lieutenant Jäger, the research was abruptly brought to a halt. Fye was witness to an attack by the Forerunners themselves, or rather, the Prometheans, alongside Jul M’dama’s Covenant, as the Didact attempted to get to the Composer. Although escape craft were readily available and bing utilised, Fye did not feel like she could get away without first collecting what research she had made and securing it.

Fye and Lieutenant Jäger fought their way to Fye’s office with speed, forced to kill the Covenant as they pressed on. Once the data had been recovered and secured, they pushed with the security teams to the escape craft, and as they fled, were forced to bear witness to the killing of all those they had worked with by the Composer. Though upset at first, bearing witness to a fraction of the power and technology that the Forerunners had only drove her on, and further inspired her interest in both the Covenant and in the Forerunners.

However, the attack was not the only surprise to come. Once Fye finally was back in the safety of an Earthside office, she was once again contacted by her superiors in the Office of Naval Intelligence. It came as a massive surprise that she had been put forward as a candidate for the Spartan-IV program. The fights she had been involved with at her various posts had been noted, particularly against the Kig-Yar scavengers and alongside Lieutenant Jäger, and the latter had put her forward, under the suggestion that she be given more field assignments.

It took only a day for the decision to undergo the augmentation and the training. It took time to adjust, but soon enough she was placed back on field assignments and, eventually, she was transferred aboard the Celestian.

Extras: Fye is adapt in alien languages, which she chooses to learn over Human languages. This includes Forerunner languages, and all Covenant languages save for Lekgolo and Unggoy, the latter of which she is in the process of trying to learn. She can also speak both Forerunner-Huragok and Covenant-Huragok languages. She also can understand some Forerunner technology, though is mostly proficient in their culture and dialect.

~ Andromeda - Know no bounds ~

@Smike
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Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Broodmother Kasira was, to say the least, not happy with the Terrans' accusations toward her. Of course, they were true, but that wasn't the main matter for her. The main problem was the fact that the Terran Dominion and the Zerg Swarm were at a ceasefire - the General's words were easily those that could respark hostilities, and Kasira wanted to follow through with this. Even her Zerglings were starting to growl and flex their limbs a little once the General punched the table. Their wants to attack the Terrans and defend their Broodmother were well placed to Kasira, as she too wanted to tear the Terrans to shreds. It took a lot to hold herself back. Even the Zerg in the hangar were getting excited.

"So, you wish to turn them against me, is that it?" Broodmother Kasira hissed at the General. "You wish to bring up old hostilities, to respark the war, do you? You wish to destroy the ceasefire that our leaders worked so hard to grant? What happened was war, your side lost billions just as my side has too lost many of it's own." She paused, her eyes transfixed on the General. "I too share old hostilities, and though I do not fear what you can do as I know my own position is currently stronger, I wish to destroy you as much as you wish to undermine my position, to tell the meeting of how bad of a creature that I am. But at the very least, I do not speak that desire, and I do not speak of the atrocities that you have committed against my 'people' in an attempt to make you look like the monster in this room. The people in this room do not know us from where we come from. Perhaps at our own home, you are the bad person, and I am the good person. But to point your tendrils in my direction immediately and make sure everyone knows I am the bad one? It's unfair when you have your own sins."

She moved her head, looking amongst everyone in the room, to address them next. "I will admit, my concern is not with this 'Empire'. My immediate concern is my survival within this room, within this system. Particularly when I am being civil, and not attacking like the mindless beast that I am being made out to be. I do not like feeling like I am going to be shot in the back."

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Broodmother Kasira

Local Space
@Zarkun@Sep@ZAVAZggg@Sophrus@Enalais@Lmpkio

Direct Interactions
@Enalais@Zarkun@Sep

Broodmother Kasira watched with interest as various different species and factions entered the briefing room. She could even feel the curiosity of the Zerglings within her, though their thoughts were more in regards as to how tough the new beings and their various armours were rather than delving into the mindsets of the newcomers. For the sake of her own safety and the diplomacy, Kasira did not use her psionics to peer into their minds, but still kept herself aware of who had such a potential in the vicinity. The Zerg's psionic link was strong, barely recognisable and controllable by the Terrans or Protoss, but she still had knowledge of an extremely rare few that had managed control of at least a few Zerglings.

It was the variation of the species that intrigued the Broodmother. She watched from multiple perspectives as each one arrived; through the Leviathan, through the Zerg in the hangar, and through her own eyes in the briefing room as they arrived, and they each had their own style, in movements as well as equipment. The strange, tentacle-legged beings as well as one of the Terran-types didn't even bring their own craft - Broodmother Kasira wondered if that was due to a lack of such craft, or to hide such designs. She knew her Terrans liked to hide and be awkward about their technology. They, at least, seemed to be acting as expected in their operations.

The Broodmother shifted her focus to those that were in front of her now, the leadership of the factions. There were few that truly struck her attention right there and then, but one of the main ones was Supreme Commander Jason Erthos himself. When it came to Terrans from her homeplace, Terrans did not always warrant the ranks that they were given. Generals could use horrible strategy whereas Captains could be well-skilled in tactics. It was a mixed bag when it came to dealing with them, and so Broodmother Kasira did not always know if a rank meant they were going to be a worthy combatant or a walking pile of biomass. The fact that this Supreme Commander was willing to let a lot of unknown species (as well as their combat troops as guards) onto his ship showed a lot of courage from the man, and the intelligence to know that he needed to make allies or else they would be fighting for who knows how long, and who knew who would survive?

The Broodmother's head turned to each person as they spoke in turn, however one of the Humans, a woman who stated that they all were required to make their way back to their own universes before being interrupted, caught Kasira's attention. She was a psionic, Kasira could sense that, but the problem was that she felt less psionic than she had felt before. It made her curious as to what the woman could be trying to hide. With mental delicacy, Kasira slowly reached out psionically, almost as if trying to sniff out how much of a psionic potential that the woman had, before letting herself psionically back off. There was not much to be worried about. As the Broodmother turned her head to more interesting elements of the meeting, two of the four Zerglings turned their heads to watch the woman's group a little more, to pay it just that bit more attention. At least one of the Zerglings had it's eyes on the woman, never less. But Kasira still had many worries, and not just with this woman.

"The anti-Alien worry extends mainly toward the Zerg Swarm and my other non-Terran friends," Broodmother Kasira finally contributed. "I feel as if this system is not a safeguard from those worries, however. I know where most of you wanted to point your weapons when we first entered the system, and some of you did, even as others arrived. I know where most of your thoughts strayed, and where hostilities or suspicion may lay. Yes, I, Broodmother Kasira, am Zerg, and I stand on six legs as others may stand on two. My vessel is one of being, not metal. But I wish to survive as much as all of you, as well as retreat back to my own lands and my own brood. I ask, quite reasonably, that you treat me as you would treat others."

She paused, turning toward the individual who had claimed they had sent data to everyone. "Indeed, physical data will be appreciated. Please provide it in any manner that you find suitable." With that, the Broodmother settled down to listen to the rest of the meeting, awaiting something else to catch her attention. The Zerglings remained on watch, with the two in particular still watching the group with the psionic woman.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Kasira's Leviathan

Local Space
@Zarkun@Sep@ZAVAZggg@Sophrus@Enalais

Communications
@Sophrus

Kasira was surprised at what she was shown by the communicator. The unknowns appeared to be, or at least looked like, Terrans. She wondered if she was just being duped, tricked by the Terrans. The Broodmother was then made aware of someone that she easily recognised; a Terran from her end of the galaxy, apparently as braindead as the other ships as to their current situation. The Leviathan itself quickly noticed the Terran battlecruiser, feeding it's vision to Kasira. An old calling demanded that she destroy the battlecruiser and all those on board, but she knew that the Zerg were in a ceasefire with Terrans. Kasira did not want to, or rather, could not displease the Overqueen by breaking that ceasefire. It troubled her that the Terran ship was broadcasting a request for aid in destroying her, which she could pick up with her new communications device.

It did not just trouble Kasira due to the fact it would break the ceasefire. It also amused her that the broadcasting Terran was willing to try and throw his life away. So far, Kasira had not engaged anyone - if the Terran ship opened fire on her, then it would be seen as the aggressor. She wouldn't even need the help of the other unknown ships to destroy one, measly battlecruiser. She might even take the effort to capture it entirely instead of destroying it to add to her ranks.

She could very well have attempted to contact the battlecruiser, to disclose her intentions. However, a better plan formed in her head, one that she felt more likely to work. She prided herself in her intelligence over the lower strains of Zerg for a few moments, before putting her plan into action; she moved the Leviathan directly toward the Supreme Commander's ship. To signal that she did not have any bad intent in the movements of her Brood, she signalled all of the Zerg around the Leviathan to fall in and get inside the Leviathan; recalling and docking her fighters, so to speak. Kasira directed her Leviathan to get a safe distance yet close to the Supreme Commander's ship, before making her way through the Leviathan's body.

Kasira had felt them a while ago, the Terran Ghosts. Their psionic signatures were obvious, like a light in a dark tunnel. Only now did she reach out to them, to send a message through secretive telepathic communications;
"We are at a ceasefire, Terrans. Engage me now, and you will not have broken the ceasefire with the Swarm, but with these other ships as well. You will be the aggressor, not I."
And with that, Kasira cut her mind off from the Ghosts, at least for now. She had arrived where she wanted to be; at an Overlord. She made her way inside of the creature, and then let the creature remain where it was for a minute. In that time, a group of ten Zerglings and a Ravager joined her inside the Overlord. Finally, the Overlord took off, floating it's way out of the Leviathan.

As soon as the Overlord left the Leviathan, a group of twelve Mutalisks took flight, joining the Overlord in it's flight over to the Supreme Commander's ship. Broodmother Kasira knew that this ride was where she was most vulnerable, and made sure to make the ride over as fast as possible. As soon as the Overlord slipped into the hangar, the Mutalisks turned to make their way back to the Leviathan. The Overlord touched down inside of the hangar, and the Zerglings ran out first, making sure it wasn't an ambush, followed by the Ravager. They then sat around the Overlord, and finally the Broodmother made her way out.

Kasira could almost feel the uneasiness from the two troopers that approached her, especially as the Zerglings stared them down. One glanced at the other, and then finally, they spoke their purpose;
"Greetings... Ma'am. We're to escort you to the briefing room," one said.

Kasira was a little concerned that she might not be able to fit in their passageways, taking a glance over at a hatch but they looked large enough. Her gaze went back to the troopers.
"Very well, lead on," Karisa says, her voice more-so emanating from where her mouth would be rather than actually coming from an orifice.
The troopers glanced at eachother again, before starting to lead her to the briefing room. Four Zerglings followed close behind the Broodmother, and the rest of the Zerglings and the Ravager stayed with the Overlord.

Arriving at the briefing room, Kasira and her Zerglings settled themselves down and waited. For what, Kasira did not know. She wasn't sure what to expect.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Kasira's Leviathan

Local Space
@Zarkun@Sep@ZAVAZggg

Communications
@Zarkun

Broodmother Kasira winced as she recieved a communication from the unknown species. Kasira was pleased with the fact that her attempt at communications granted a response from the unknowns - but the bliss of fortune was only temporary. Whoever she was communicating with, quite reasonably, offered a counter threat - if she were to threaten them again, they may engage. The creature that had communicated to her even had the gall to force the psionic communication enough that it had made her wince. She was tempted, very tempted indeed, to show the creature who it was dealing with, to launch psionic attacks that would cause great pain to the creature. She held back, however. She knew personalities were diverse within the Terrans and Protoss, and so it could be so within this new species as well. She could have just been dealing with a rude and moronic member of the species.

The Leviathan was fast to detect the device that had been launched toward them, and fed that information straight to the Broodmother. By the Broodmother's will, the Leviathan and it's escorting swarm of fliers moved toward the device that the ship had launched (and thus getting closer to the ship in the process). Slowly yet smoothly, the Leviathan raised one of it's long tentacles up. The tentacle extended out of the Leviathan's body, the tip opening up enough for the communication device to be swallowed within it. At the end of that tentacle, a Zergling retrieved the device, and started a long scurry to the observation area of the Leviathan, where Kasira had made her way to.

Broodmother Kasira was grateful when the Zergling finally arrived, despite having been able to observe it's progress the entire time and know when it would be arriving. By then, Kasira had a small, fleshy 'pedestal' for the communicator to sit atop. Once the communicator was set down, the flesh of the pedistal almost completely absorbed the thing, leaving just the top open, so that the projections of the device would not be blocked. It took a few minutes, but the functions of the simple device were quickly made available to her. Experimentally, the Broodmother used the communicator, attempting to make contact with the ship that had given it to her. If the communications attempt was accepted, a holoprojection of herself would be displayed. She would stay quiet, however, waiting to be spoken to first to confirm that the communicator was working as intended.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Kasira's Leviathan

Local Space
@Zarkun@Sep@ZAVAZggg

Communications
@Zarkun

Days were long times with little to do. A warp did not last that long, and even when it did, it was known when it was going to end. Broodmother Kasira did not know when the torment of nothingness was going to end, and it tugged at her tendrils. At every instance of question, the Leviathan informed her that they were still in warp space, but the creature of the zerg was not as intelligent as she, and could barely make an assumption as to why that would be. The Protoss weapon was one of unimaginable power if it was able to forcibly pull an entire Leviathan into it's maw.

Kasira had confidence that her brood was able to destroy the weapon; they were on the brink of tearing it to shreds, already ripping off plating and destroying it's generators as the Leviathan was pulled in. However, without her guidance the brood was most likely destined to become feral. She could only hope that the brood survived long enough for the Swarm to reassert control. A simple task for any zerg as powerful as she, but she suspected that the lesser Queens would already be fighting for domanance over the Brood; a lose-lose situation, she knew not one queen was powerful enough to control the whole brood or even the more complicated strains within it. Perhaps even an Overlord would float away with it's own little posse.

There was nothing to do except everything on the Leviathan except tend to what remained of her brood. At the very beginning of the warp, thousands were left on board, ready to be launched down to the surface to assist in the invasion; still not enough to fill the vast space inside the creature that held them. Within a few days, the Brood's numbers had already climbed to tens of thousands, due to the careful nurturing of the lesser queens and overlords who tended the larva. Broodmother Kasira slipped her way through the wet warmth of the leviathan, affirming her presence over those beneath her.

On the fifth day in warp, Broodmother Kasira observed the birth of zerglings, watching them tearing from their cocoons in pairs with razor-sharp claws. She walked amongst the cocoons, observing the larva wriggling between them, the queens tending to them. An overlord even flew within the cavernous space, almost as if overseeing the whole operation. Kasira saw it float down toward one of the hatcheries and left it to it's business, making her way to the other side of the chamber. It was then that there was a grumble, almost a groan from the Leviathan. Looking through it's eyes as quickly and as efficiently as if they were her own, Kasira saw that they arrived - somewhere.

There wasn't a need for her to rush, however. It was not like she had to attend battle stations, or pull some levers like the Terrans. No, she could command everything from wherever she was, and right now, that was one of the hatcheries. The 'bridge' barely existed; it was simply the upper mouth of the Leviathan, a place where she could peer into space or a planetary surface. She felt it better to do so, but there was no need to; particularly when she didn't know where they were. The Leviathan had a limited mind, enough to know where it was and where it could go, including the surrounding stars. It didn't recognise any of the stars; it should have been able to at least pinpoint the direction of home, but it could not even do that. They were somewhere that wasn't home, perhaps not even the same galaxy.

Concern flooded Kasira, and a few queens turned their heads her way, sensing a change in their Broodmother. With a simple push of her will, all were instantly back to their duties, and her focus went back to their location. At the very least, they certainly were not in the middle of nowhere; the Leviathan was detecting that there was the presence of ships in the system, and could sense their communications. These communications were not those of the Zerg, however - there wasn't another Broodmother or even a Queen of the ships to hassle with: Broodmother Kasira could not even feel the Overqueen communicating to her - no she was somewhere far, far away from the reaches of the Swarm, the Terrans or the Protoss. The designs of Terran and Protoss ships were very easy to detect or even recognise, but these did not look like their traditional designs. Without a mechanical communicator, the Broodmother was not even able to communicate with any of the forces in the system.

There was a ceasefire with the Terran Dominion and the Protoss. These were neither. Zerg all over the Leviathan started to stir and ready themselves at her will; Ground strains swarmed to the Leviathan's tentacles and pods, spacefaring Zerg such as the mutalisks and broodlords were launched into space, and the queens within the belly of the beast worked hard to nurture the larva into their required strains - as the situation was, Broodmother Kasira wanted more mutalisks, in case these unknown vessels wished to engage. It was very quick that the Leviathan was surrounded in spacefaring Zerg strains.

As a Broodmother, Kasira could make her own decisions, particularly when away from the Overqueen. There were still directives she, as Swarm, was forced to obey, but there was a lot of leniency. Kasira had survived a long time, and saw herself as an intelligent Broodmother, intelligent enough to know her own appearance, and that of the Swarm. In a Terran's eyes, or a Protoss' eyes, the Zerg looked aggressive, looked what the Terrans would inherently describe as alien, as perhaps predatory. The Zerg did not look like a peaceful race, and so Kasira suspected there was a chance she could be fired on at will, immediately seen as a threat. Moving her Brood into combat positions and launching some into space certainly looked aggressive, but was also a defensive posture; the Leviathan could take on perhaps two Terran battlecruisers on it's own. But three to one, and against unknown weapons? Kasira had to ensure her own safety and the safety of her brood.

As her Brood obeyed her will, Kasira tore into her intellect, trying to determine a way to make peaceful, or at least non-engaging, contact with the unknown vessels. Noticing that the Leviathan was moving further in-system, she let it push a few more kilometers in before holding position. Pushing herself psionically, the Broodmother attempted to reach out, to try and psionically interact with the captains of all nearby vessels. At this range however, she could barely do more than sense that they were there, that they existed. She had to get closer to at least one of them.

It was that fact that made the Broodmother's caution get thrown out of the window, her patience running thin. At her will, the Leviathan and it's swarm of spaceborn Zerg began moving again, toward the large ship escorted by smaller ones; the Resurgence and her Arquitan-Class escorts. Kasira reached out psionically to the flagship and the towers which she believed to be it's bridge. She pushed with her will, attempting to locate a member of the bridge crew who could be psionically capable enough to hear her - it was a long shot, but it was the only she was going to be able to communicate without being in even closer proximity.

Broodmother Kasira did not know if any of those aboard the vessel would even be effected - she might be so far out from her home that no species here was even effected or used psionics. Her efforts could be in vain, but if they were, that meant nothing to her. She had to try, and failing that, if they attacked in response to her movements, she had to defend herself. She was Swarm.

"Unknown species member, if you are hearing this, you are one of the only people that is able to hear me through my psionic communications. I reside within the Leviathan that approaches you now; Tell your Captain or highest authority that I will not threaten you if you do not threaten me, I wish for cooperation in this unknown territory. I require a communicator to speak to you mechanically. Else, I will succumb you to eternal agony as my Brood destroys your vessels."

Broodmother Kasira was tempted to force pain into the psionic mind whoever heard her, but she decided against it. Yes, she could be cruel, however she was sure that the species might take it negatively, no matter how hard she tried to underline her points. And that was if anyone even heard her. She readied her Brood in case none of the bridge crew, or anyone on the ship, heard her psionic communications. She might very well have to defend herself.