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Allimone Meeting

"Actually, we are not as inferior as you percieve. We simply need to jump between galaxies, we can already part across this one. We have learned advanced mining technologies from others before by sending civilians to learn in different schools amongst you people. We've learned the secrets of the Elles Gem from the Equestrians. Why deny us this right, now, to learn once more?" As Kalihary said this, one of the koyot guards seperated from his team and walked out of the room. Walking down the hall, he ran to the bridge of the ship. Inside the room sat some officers and the Admiral.
"Sir, ambassador has wished that this meeting is not recorded" he said
"Denied, Trinity shall not allow it, acknowledge"
"Acknowledged" the soldier soluted, and left back to the meeting
Alimone Meeting

The ambassador looked at the...crystal, saying "Trade routes to boost self economy and our friends' economies. Specific technologies include advanced mining, even though ours is already good enough compared to yours' and cross galactic travel. We wish to colonize foreign galaxies, possibly even perhaps Draconian planets if you three are willing"

Sarkazjhit Meeting

"Alright then! We'll send you off with the Drughan samples. Return a message when you would like to continue with the trade routes"
Allimone, ODS Gestopo

Noticing the human ship entering the hanger bay, another team of Pols were dispatched to meet the humans. The Captain simply said "Yes, follow me, we're gonna head to another room, the Equestrians and Triarians will meet us shortly".

The teams led the humans to an extravagant room, with a window in the left hand corner revealing the planet Allimone, a cool, forest/mountain ridden planet; lovely. Inside the room were the Triarians on the left end of a square table, the Equestrians at the right end, and the Hach ambassador in the back end. The guards motioned for Fergus McClain to seat himself and his soldiers at the table.

"Hello all, I am Ambassador Kalihary, I am sure you know of my decent already but in case you don't, I am a Comu Hach. Now, I have been issued for a diplomatic meeting to discuss trade routes, declarations of friendship (if possible), and technology. The last one is something we are yearning for. Now, however, let's start by having one of you three speaking, yes?"
KeyGuy, Zonan's not a theocracy. They simply have a religion.
By the way, Noah. Another species is Coga, though I forgot the name and am too lazy to look for it...

EDIT: I'll edit that post, their called Korvichon/Korvichai
Sazkarjhit Meeting
"We do have a metal that we don't believe you have. We acquired it after fighting another species called the Drughani. The metal is called Drughan, and is much, much stronger than tungsten or any other metal for ships. We do not need energy batteries, we said we could supply you, though Drughan also works. It's abundant in our territory. Also, we have not met any other species than the ones you've met. There is the Korvichai, though.. Humans, Equestrians, the Collective, all that's left. There's the Draconians and Drughani, but they are no more. Anything else?"
Sarkazjhit Meeting

The door slid open, revealing a subordinate soldier, who ran quickly over to the Admiral, lended him a paper and a whisper, and rushed out the door. Reading the paper, then discarding it, Dunom said "Well it seems that Congress is wanting as much trade as possible to boost our economy, so how bout we start there. I don't think we would be wiling at the time to offer a military alliance, perhaps if our leaders met we could discuss this again. As for the Domi, they can learn to forgive, they've done it to us and the Bunta before..Now, let's talk trade. We have a vast power supply and metal supplies. Currently, we are hoping to expand our growth and infrastructure. We are looking for fruits, vegetables, and meat. Though we don't necessarily need grain it would also help. We are more than willing to set up trade routes for food in turn of energy batteries and certain metals.
((Use OOC, Alpha, btw I you have some more stuff to reply to))

Allimone Meeting

Seeing the Equestrian ship dock, one of the Captains and his squads dispatched to meet them.

"You may relax for the time being, we are waiting for the humans and we may began. Acknowledge".
Allimone Meeting

A group of Pol guards, standing outside the hangar bay, strolled up to meet the Collective. Walking up, guns lowered, one of the Pols, a sergeant, spoke.

"We're waiting for the Humans and Equestrians, you may relax for the time being. Acknowledge"
Allimone Meetings:Sent to all participants

"Welcome to Allimone, a Planetary State of Zonan. Acknowledging all contacts. Please follow docking instructions to Orbital Defense Station (ODS) Gestopo" said a female AI voice. A video was sent as well, also played in a female voice:

"Hello and welcome to Orbital..Defense Station..Allimone You are docking in hangar-bay..37 Diplomatic teams and guards shall be welcoming all participants. Your diplomat is.. Ambassador Kalihary, Comu Hach....acknowledge".

Colony 257

Today was cloudy, covering the suns beautiful rays of sunlight. Nearly two weeks ago, factories began to open up like wild fires, production factories, clothing factories, even ANM factories. Food supplies were no longer rationed, clothes were well to come by, and production of ships and appliances was almost 240% up. Money was being well to come by, and markets were opening up all over the colony.

The father's monthly shift had recently turned from mining to worker at the town's nearby military base, specifically the airfield. The boy was lucky enough to be taken along, perhaps one day becoming a soldier for his Empire.

The boy admired his father. Crate after crate, stack after stack, bundle after bundle, he didn't complain. The father was a hard worker.
"Can I help, Pa'?" he asked
"See that stack of crates in that plane there marked food? Bring em onto this forklift, we're taking 'em to the mess hall". The boy searched a little, finally finding the crates, five of them, in the far corner of the supply plane, all marked in a bluish tone, food. With a little difficulty, the boy managed to lift one up, slowly and clumbly walking out of the plane and over to the forklift. The father followed suit, and grabbed the crate. This process repeated a handful more times until all the crates labelled food had been discarded from the plane. Then, instinctively, the plane jumped up and flew off, all of it's items discarded.

When the pair arrived at the mess hall, they could see many stacks of crates already lined up. drool dripped from the boy's mouth, smelling the aroma of stale bread and cooked meat. Then he turned to his father, "What kind of food's in here?" he asked.

"Beat's me, we're getting payed for this anyways, we should be grateful for that. At least we can get food of our own".

"But what if this food is...different?"

"Hm?"

"Fresh?"

"Soldiers deserve it, boy, they work hard for us. They defended against the Domu invasion, though you were too young to see that". The Domu invasion, what separated their family. The boy could remember it, even if the father thought otherwise. He could remember his mother's last screams, her death. He could remember the New Worlds amendment: All families that lost a loved one in the Domu attacks shall head to the new colonies to make their own riches, to rebuild the lives of their lost brethren..

When the father wasn't looking, he ran off to search for a crow bar. Inside an office was where he found one, and he ran back, sneaking past any guards or cooks nearby. Once he returned, he pried open a box, the curiosity killing him. There was nothing but bags of explosives and powders.
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