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@Liotrent Alright, I'll send a PM.

@6slyboy6 And whatchu gonna do, write with your one remaining functional hand? HAHAHAHAHA!

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Well, just had a collab with Sophrus and I'll work on the second one tomorrow. Anyone else want to collab?

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Doesnt mean he'd find anything wrong if hes by the book. I make it so obvious for a reason. 'I have nothing to hide so I have nothing to fear.'. I think you should go with Konev at first since at this point I think many would see Lucretia as just a token xeno for Konev to say hes tolerant etc. Then of course as the situation changes...

Hey, maybe William Tunis is back in the empire due to the Black sun in the first place?

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@Liotrent@6slyboy6

Heres an idea. How about this dossier gets on the desk of the leader of the Black Sun? Since hes a spymaster and all.

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@6slyboy6 Actually, why not ask Konev about it? After all, the departure of a cruiser and destroyer escort were logged from Konev's system, likewise they visited several alien homeworlds in the galactic region, each time leaving a similar message. If you dig in the logs at Admiral's Rest actually, you'll even see 'Special Mission, approved by G.A. Konev'. Certainly seems mighty suspicious, but... its all laid there in the open.

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Somewhere, or maybe rather nowhere, an alien creature stared in a puddle of water. Water was strange for Stelaz, for its entire existence, the great sea of the Ithyll had been a sign of doom, an unforgivable force that claimed those unlucky or not careful enough. But yet, now it found itself questioning his opinion and attitude towards it. Stelaz had taught Lucretia in the material world that there was more than met the eye to the universe and made her realize not that there are things you cannot feel with your senses, merely that there were senses one may not always be aware of. It had allowed Lucretia to do what material beings would consider great things but that for an Isz like Stelaz were of trivial nature. But Lucretia was as much a teacher for it than it was for her.

And now, Stelaz was considering what it had been told, that there was certainly more than just met the eye to the water. In battle, the great expense unleashed itself against the Ithyll, so many parcels of land eroding away... The ocean, it was the unknowable mind of the other beings, it had to be! And if Lucretia taught Stelaz how to sail this vast expense, there would be so much to be gained... for the both of them. The eldritch being extended appendages toward the puddle but what came into its view were Crayven arms and hands. To manipulate the cosmos, Lucretia had to use her mind and as a facilitator, moved her arms around, trying to feel senses and muscles she didn't know where to pull through those she knew, it seemed to help. For Stelaz, it was perception, mind over matter. Yes. It wasn't drowning, these were just a pair of hands in the water... but there was something in there, slippery. It felt like...

Admiral's Rest, 4th Armada Station Command

Lucretia was brought back to reality as she felt her shoulder being shaken. A human would have blinked, but a Crayven did not have eyelids. She turned and saw Hotch, looking at her with amusement. "Everything alright General Lucretia?" He spoke with curiosity, concern and amusement, but pride came off him when he said 'General'. She was his pet project, he bet on her and since she won, it reflected good on him. "Sorry sir. I must have dozed off." The human, expressive as its race was, raised an eyebrow. "Crayvens can doze off?" A fair question... Crayvens didn't need to sleep, their brains seemed to be insect like as well, 'Too small to need to rest' as scientists said. It was said with condescending of course but for Lucretia it seemed a good enough explanation. She was 5ft tall and Crayven skull shapes were indeed smaller than most races. "I can. Maybe the need for sleep comes with higher cognitive abilities? No matter. How may I serve you General?" Hotch rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. How many time did he say the two of them were on equal footing? Well, you didn't undo 6 years of servitude like that... and for Lucretia, that was an entire life-time. "Konev wants to speak to you." Oh? Lucretia got up in a hurry, straightening her uniform and her tie. "At his private residence." Hotch added. Stopping her movement, the ant looked at Hotch, her featureless facial expression probably indicating doubt Hotch guessed. "I wasn't told anything but to tell you personally.

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In the car to the Admiral's luxurious mansion, Lucretia left her mind wonder as she looked through the window, her private chauffeur and secretary not paying attention to her and her not any to them. You'd think Lucretia would have many humans around her to watch what such a powerful xeno was doing, but no. Humans cared too much about their ego and prestige to lower themselves to such a level, and what would the news in the Empire say if they learned somewhere on a distant rock a human had to obey to a xeno... she had perfect secrecy, no one asked her to explain herself and she had since long passed the need of verbal communications with her subordinates. They just knew now, an invisible instinct. Animalistic maybe and Lucretia would agree. The rest of her race... they were almost non sentient, it was a shame, their skulls empty of everything but primal urges. Simply animals very, very good at using the tools showed to them.

It was probably why things worked so well here on Admiral's Rest. You didn't see the hate people saw on other planets here there was a form of harmony and people in fact tended to like the Crayvens, like how they liked a decent dog or a hard working horse. The Crayvens always did what they were asked without complain and were smart enough to remember how their master liked their coffee and other such trivial things. 'They knew their place' as humans would say, which was probably why they hated her, every single person who saw her with her General's uniform. She made them realize they were able to think, to outsmart people... that they weren't invisible, like a servant currently serving coffee to Grand Admiral Konev and his guest. They couldn't see him, listening... "...not like us... alien thinking... Still would... convince her? ...without a doubt..." Who was this person, had the Crayvens seen his face before? Yes... a democrat. He tried to do peaceful manifestations and protests against the authocratic ways of the Empire but... he had to flee arrest and exile himself in the Kegan Confederacy. Now he was with the company of Konev?

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"Ah, General Lucretia! William Tunis, a pleasure to meet you. You may not have heard of me, but I have heard of you! An amazing sight, a non-terran serving alongside our other brave soldiers." This man was certainly something else. Lucretia, saluting her superior as she entered the room looked down at the hand of the other human, who had bothered to get up his chair to greet her and was now extending a hand for her to shake. Without stopping her salute, she extended her lower right hand to shake his. "At ease, general. Please take a seat." Having heard the command of general Konev, Lucretia executed herself and without much care for the other person in the room, sat down.

"General, now that you are introduced and comfortable, I believe we must speak of matters of the utmost importance." At the attention of the Admiral, Lucretia looked at him without speaking. There was hesitation in Tunis's face as she didn't answer or react in anyways. It took Konev a sign of the hand for Tunis to clear his throat and speak. "Hm, well, as Admiral Konev tells me your race tends to be to the point, something I guess is natural with your uh, average lifespan, I'll get to it. Lucretia, I can call you Lucretia? I believe you and your people have achieve something truly magnificent here. People always point at the statistics to show human-non human cohabitation is either hard or impossible but, these statistics don't hold here, clean streets, free of violence, homelessness and, god forbid, terrorism." Konev was right, Crayvens appreciated things to be to the point for since she lived less than a fifth of a human life span, every word said felt like five. There was a pause as Tunis expected a comment that never came. Again clearing his throat, he continued.

"But... I feel we can do more. It is time, for more. I mean... have you ever considered why we couldn't do this for the others? The other races I mean, make things better." Having been asked a question, Lucretia answered immediately and quite dryly. "No." William blinked, having obviously expected something else for an answer. "I uh... why not?" Konev had a heavy sight, the old man scratching his forehead at Tunis's failure to communicate. Lucretia spoke. "I fail to see how other species are relevant to me, the people under me or those above me. I do not care if things are better or worst for them." Losing patience, Konev stepped in the conversation. "To reduce the essence of the subject to the quintessence, General Lucretia, we would task you to go to xeno worlds and make contact with figures of authority. I've shown to mister Tunis my way to deal with xenos such as yourself is better than the rest. For the sake of efficiency it is time we implement this change, among others, to the Empire. There are other matters of course that go along with this but you needn't concern yourself with them. We want you to prepare the terrain for human negotiators, test the water if they'd be ready to support change within the empire. By the force of arm, if necessary. I presume I am crystal clear in what I mean, general?"

Lucretia got up and saluted Admiral Konev. "Sir yes sir! Should I make other preparations?" Konev nodded. "One light cruiser with destroyer escort, beware of observers, this needn't be known to the public. I want a detailed report on the xeno opinions of the subject, my secretary will transmit you the locations to visit. Before you leave the system, make the necessary preparations for maximum increase in Crayven breeding and training. If you have any other recommendations, send them to me, with discretion. Dismissed." Breaking her salute, the Crayven walked briskly out. Konev was used to this but visibly William wasn't used to this '...So robotic' was what Lucretia heard as she left.

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Governor Ohr-sah

You are hereby summoned by EoM general Lucretia on the 5th of this Standard Human Month at Capital Time 03h45 for a meeting, a car will insure transport at your office.

And already, it was time. Minor alien races in the region had been happy to plan a meeting with Tunis to discuss the matter of armed rebellion further and thus far, Lucretia had been dutiful in working in Tunis's interests or rather, in Konev's... but the Gargans... they were different. Unlike the other absolutely submissive races she had encountered, broken by the humans, the Gargans were notorious for the pirates that plagued their system. No fleet was able to operate without supplies and as a woman of the military, she knew it well. No, they were a different case, someone she needed on her side, not on Konev's.

She waited patiently, wondering what his reaction would be to rather than meet an uptight human general, summoning the Governor of an entire race to her car because she could and he had to obey, to find an alien... especially one with her proposition inside.

@Sophrus Should we RP this via note, discord or whatever before posting it all here or just to it in the IC one post at a time?

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@Liotrent

Well, its about on what front we want to play this, by the black sun backing Konev or backing Lucretia. If its Konev then its simple, the little democrat faction I'll introduce will be the one to serve as a bridge between the Black Sun and the admiral, that or years ago during the open rebellion, Konev purposefully spared a lot of the leadership knowing they'd owe him and he's calling in any favor he has. If its Lucretia, we pretty much have to go the way of Lucretia mercifully allowing them to escape, hell, maybe she even gave them a message that when the time is right the both of them would work toward the same goal.

@6slyboy6

I'm honestly just trying to make a phantom bogeyman for every common man to pin everything that goes wrong with the empire without coming out as anti-emperor. Stagnation? Fucking nobles draining the system man. Inflation? The nobles printing money so they don't have to work man! And the idea that obviously, the emperor is the most badass person out there and would instantly solve all the problems of the empire if only he had an elected prime minister to point out where the real problems are instead of a court of nobles that lie to him and work only to maintain their own positions. As I said, it doesn't have to be true, its just that people have to believe it.

I mean, a lot of racists have never even met a man of color so I figure they don't have to be in contact to hate the nobles. Kind of like the global jewish conspiracies and what not.

@Sophrus

As I said, Konev will offer big promises behind the scene, say that once the humans realize how reliable and trustworthy the xenos are they will be able to push for more rights and so forth, buttering up the aliens that way. But remember that meanwhile, Lucretia is working in the background and laying the plan. Humans are all full of shit, Konev moreso than others, but if we just openly revolt, the more numerous and better established humans will crush the xenos, so we have to grin a bear it... for now. Wait for the right moment to show our true color.

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Planning on making my post sunday.

Btw, since it doesn't seem anyone has taken a claim to this.

I intend to take over wannabe human democrats. Since I trust our GM will be fair, I have no problem revealing that Konev plans to start his rebellion by pushing a commoner vs nobles debate within humanity: Nobles have too many privileges, are sometimes above the law, use nepotism to push their own agendas and that this cripples the army, etc.

So I'm wondering how believable such claims would be.

Not asking if they would be true or not, since that's completely irrelevant, but could people asking why nobles have so many privileges actually make people think 'Hey, this is actually a good point!' And not see anyone who asks as a filthy traitor.

Konev would mainly be pandering to lower ranking human military personnel with this rhetoric.

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Also, to justify possible cooperation with the xenos:

'It is obvious humans are the master race of the galaxy, but it doesn't mean xenos do not have their place as well. Every race is unique and its just that humans in general are more suited to be in roles of leadership than any other race. Everyone says we are invincible and I consider this to be a fact, but it is time to embrace our strength and stop living in fear. Fear I hear you ask? But what do we have to fear, with our mighty armadas?! Well this is the thing. Nothing. Yet we fear that by leaving any bread crumb for the xenos of the empire to feed on that they'll somehow be able destroy our glorious empire! It is preposterous, no, what I say is that we should embrace our role as guides to the lesser races as we were meant to be, leave the petty tasks and jobs to people more suited to them while we give each and everyone of us the place they deserve. Crazy you think? To give the lesser races a loose leash... Well, I did something people thought was crazy a long time ago, gave the Crayvens, one of the most blood thirsty and savage race that rebelled no less than 6 times and required millions to put down, weapons and positions in the army. Well, history has long since been made and these aliens have upheld the defense of humanity and fought against its enemies with only staunch bravery in their hearts for decades now, without the shadow of a rebellion than before despite being entrusted with the guns to defend you.'

'I will defend my more relaxed stance on the xenos by pointing at this as proof that some of them can be trusted and while some others I am certain may not, I am, as also said earlier, in total confidence with our abilities to control misguided subjects that would think they know better how defying our rule is impossible and patiently try and find their rightful place in our glorious system... that is, of course, providing they have a place. While I shall not name any race, we all know there are some who may never integrate properly in our perfect Utopia. For every factory worker replaced by a xeno is someone who will be given the tools to achieve their greatest potential!'

'But there are those who would seek to divide us. As we all know, natural selection is the force that drives the universe. Humans rule this galaxy because we are the most fit to rule it! This is true for evolution, conquest and also for everything down to social interaction and promotions in the military and work force. You know where I'm going... those that do without natural selection, that chose to be unnatural and snob competition because they don't have to prove they are better than others. What would it cost, if they are so high above the common mortals that these people take the tests and prove to everyone that they are indeed the most fit to the task? Even if they are so much better than us, how is it that this talent comes with the privilege of being unburdened by what we common men are? Dutifully paying our taxes and maintaining our paramount of work ethics.'

'I am a man of military persuasion my dear comrades and I have seen gross incompetence at work, costing the empire millions of work hours, resources and worst, brilliant minds having their lives snuffed out of them by easily avoidable mistakes. These wretched men, who get a twisted sense of pride in controling you, a member of the Master Race deserving of respect and consideration, like filth. Ranting on their hate of the xenos and how they should all be exterminated because they would much rather have them replaced by you. Our supreme values of order and hierarchy that insured our triumph over all being twisted in meekly accepting what we are told, because we fear what might happen otherwise, because they would have us believe we are too weak to hold out against the xenos if we don't...'

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...Didn't think I'd write so much. But you get the sense of what I mean. How would they react?

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@Ryteb Pymeroce

That's an even worst answer.

@Sophrus

Lets not get down to an argument, I'm sure it was an oversight by our GM, we'll wait for his call.

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Drakon Dreadnoughts: Names after the home world of the Emperor’s Legion, these massive ships act as mobile fortresses in ship battles. Spanning the length of a small continent, these behemoths possess heavy firepower as well as equipment to facilitate long term battles, such as repair stations and medical bays.
Embla: The capital planet of the Xythae Empire had been turned into the flagship of the armada millennia ago. Though it doesn’t possess any world ending weaponry, it can house 20 Drakon Dreadnoughts as well as millions of smaller ships. At the centre of the planet is the Grand Palace, from which the Emperor can contact any of his subordinates instantly.

I have to admit, I didn't bother to read this far. Is this allowed?