Mars, Contact
The humans smiled, and began to draw her own picture in the Martian soil. It appeared to be a crude drawing of a star system, with a single star in the middle and eight planets in elliptical orbits around it, many of them had multiple moons. She drew a second circle around the fourth one, then pointed to it. With her other hand she pointed to the ground.
"Mars."
She drew a surprisingly good trajectory from Mars to the third planet, either she had superior logical skills, or simply knew the path. When she reached the third planet, she pointed to it.
"Terra."
She then drew a trajectory from Terra to it's moon, then pointed at it too.
"Luna."
She made a tiny dot in orbit around Luna, and pointed to it as well.
"Försvarere av Humanity, Starship."
She then drew a line directly out of the system from the "Försvarere av Humanity", obviously meant to indicate an interstellar trajectory. Pointing off to where they had come, she picked up her tablet and displayed a picture of what appeared to be an aircraft with primitive rocket/jet hybrid engines, indicating that it was supposed to function in a vacuum as well as in the air.
"Spaceport." She said
Hollie, Nouvelle
One of the objects let out another burst of blue light, which seemed to slow it until it came to stop. It began to get larger and lager, and became engulfed in a brilliant orange fire. However, this didn't last long, as it began to slow due to some unseen force. It finally stopped falling above the capital city of Hollie, allowing itself to be clearly seen. It looked like a giant metal... thing. A central cylinder, with four other smaller cylinders branching off. Protruding at what seemed to be the front was a giant saucer, red lights blinking on each side. Strange characters were on the top and bottom the saucer, put in a shadow by two gigantic rings with various marking on them. Light was distorted at the bottom of the rings, giving them an odd appearance. The object itself was a brilliant white, like the color of snow.
The thing simply hovered there in the sky, as if waiting for something. Little did the natives know that there were people inside of it, scurrying around to gather as much data as possible on the city. A radio message was sent out to the Sazkarjhit vessel.
"This is the Captain of the Alcubierre, if you haven't noticed yet, this planet is inhabited. Industrial revolution, I would guess. They don't seem to have radio technology, which is curious given the fact that they definitely have steam power. We are going to initiate contact."
The giant object began to descend once more, into one of the city's parks. It seemed to be taking great care in it's landing, making sure to avoid any organisms or structures. Hovering but a few meters off the ground, it's size became obvious. It barely fit inside the park, with part of the saucer sticking out into the street. Of course, it had to be large for it's railgun to reach a sufficient velocity for a devastating bombardment.
A door slid open on the bottom of it, and four creatures jumped out. They held some kind of gun, but it was acting as a grappler for the creatures. It was obvious the device could also be used a weapon, albeit more advanced that those on Nouvelle. They had coils of metal instead of a barrel, and had a long clip that fit perfectly on the weapon in a legnthwise fashion. They were wearing unconventional clothing, with obvious plates of armor. An odd choice, especially since they must have passed the age of gunpowder already. They must have had the technology to stop a bullet head-on.
Each one wore some sort of headband, and once they landed, it became quite obvious it wasn't ceremonial in any way. A blue glow appeared in front of the right eye of each of the four, projected somehow onto what seemed to be a piece of glass. Their clothing also had an odd, green design on it. The design was chaotic, and different for each one. It was comprised of multiple blobs of different shades of the color, and there were pockets. So, so many pockets.
The four walked to the street, and as if they knew the city's streets already, headed straight for the palace. Using their weapons, they jumped from window to window with their grapplers. With that kind of mobility, they were able to reach the palace faster than even some of the carriages in the streets. Luckily, the park where they had landed was just a few blocks from the palace anyways.
On their way, they saw what seemed to be a landed shuttle. It definitely wasn't Sazkarjhit, or any other known species for that matter. Whoever sent it, it wasn't obvious whether or not they were hostile. The thought only made them rush for the palace even faster, defending the leader of a nation from aliens was always a surefire way of earning trust. After they had successfully made hundreds of people ask the question 'Wait what the hell?", they reached the palace. Specifically, a third floor balcony.
Their landing was unceremonious and clumsy, the first one on the balcony had miscalculated his trajectory and crashed into the door with a loud thunk. The other three came down as good as they could, but two of them ended up doing a painful looking log roll on the floor, bumping into the door slowly. The only one that had landed in a way that could possibly be though of as "good" was the captain, who performed a head-first roll, and ended up going in three small circles before she finally stopped, launching herself up with her hands and landing on her feet in a fall that was much less painful than it would have otherwise been due to the gravity of the planet.
"Showoff." Said the one who had hit the door, chuckling while holding his midsection.
"And they said Aikido was a worthless class." Responded the Captain, helping the marine up. "Do we have a network connection?"
"Yep, a damn good one too. I find it funny that we actually have a universal translator now, I mean, shouldn't it be impossible."
"It seems like we've made technology so advanced that even we perceive it as magic."
"Excuse me." Interjected another marine. "We should probably go in before they, you know, send the army because somebody just bounced off of a door that opened to a third-floor balcony in the palace."
"Good point." Said the Captain, walking right up to the door and opening it. In a completely ridiculous stroke of luck, there was already a group inside. The marines looked on in surprise, shocked that she would simply walk into a royal palace on an alien moon.
Those in the room looked remarkably similar to humans, but seemed to have a reddish... everything. Their skin, their eyes, even their hair, it all had traces of red in it. According to atmospheric scans, this made a lot of sense considering the unique makeup of the air. The Captain remembered that there was a larger concentration of noble gases, especially argon, in the atmosphere. It would be a boon for humanity if they were given gas mining rights, as humans tended to use argon in all their plasma devices for aesthetic purposes. Something told her that these people wouldn't find the brilliant blue of argon plasma as appealing as humans did, perhaps preferring a more reddish hue.
Snapping back into the situation at hand, she realized that there were armed guards. Their weapons appeared primitive, likely unable to pierce her nanofiber armor, but a shot to her unarmored head would kill her. Besides, a single shot would result in a shootout, and she didn't want to be responsible for the deaths of multiple important officials. She carefully approached them, throwing down her coilgun. Hoping the translator would work, she lowered the microphone on her headset. after taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth.
"Greetings, we mean you no harm. We hail from the planet Terra, and speak for it's government, the United Terran Federation. We came here in response to a distress call from a ship used by another nation, it had to perform an emergency landing here. We had no idea this world was inhabited, and apologize for any problems caused by our arrival and the fact that we have decided to reveal ourselves to you. We must stress that our existence is not capable of disproving any religious beliefs, and that religious war over our arrival must be avoided at all costs. There will be those who say our existence disproves religion, but it does not. There have undoubtedly been those who have believed us to be divine messengers, but we are not. I cannot stress the fact that a mistake in perception has absolutely no bearing on the truth of a belief enough, the last thing we want is blood on our hands. With that out of the way, we also apologize for our unannounced entry. We had to hurry though, as another craft landed in this very city. We've never encountered the species that owns it, and they could be hostile. We came here to make sure the leader of this nation is protected. Speaking of whom, would that leader happen to be in this room? In cases like these, the best choice is for the visitor to talk with the leader directly."
E.U.V Phoenix
Fergus sat there for a few moments, processing the information. He seemed as if he was weighing two responses, and finally decided to compromise.
"That has to be one of my favorite origin stories." He said "No improbable story about the entire universe being created, and it makes it clear that your people, despite being created by a divine being, are not perfect and superior to other species. That part about the higher plane of existence, it fits quite well with what humanity has discovered. You probably know this or have disprove it already, but we have something called the omnis sonzai. It is a description of all that exists, eleven dimensions, and all things stem from a membrane in the eleventh. It has been theorized that beings from higher dimensions may have powers that would be seen as supernatural by us. Definitely intriguing. Also of note is this 'Lahnha', you see, that name is somewhat significant for me. It might just be a coincidence, but I have to ask you this. How is she described? What was her personality?"
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