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Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD Name Nickname N-02-117 Dracken Race Novus. Faction Novus Attire Large grey black body standing at about 7 feet tall Weapon Wrist blade and 'Ark' rail gun, both hidden in the body Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Everyone N-02-117 Just followed everyone to the new room, then found a new corner. This unit wasn't going to be doing a lot of talking unless it was requested. He needed a very good reason to come out of this corner now that the room for the talks had been decided. He listened to the going ons silently. He kept both hands behind his back, the place where his weapon was stored should the Dominion warlord wish a fight. The others were here to obtain peace. That much was certain, but this man and the faction he represented wanted nothing but war and fighting.
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RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD Name Nickname Ayana Vos Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Solarian Dress Uniform Deep red high-collared jacket trimmed with gold, Dark Brown pants, muted red-brown dress shoes. Weapon Currently Unarmed Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Anyone. Time TBD The tension was palpable, harsh words already passing between emissaries. If it weren't that part of her duty in this was amongst those emissaries Ayana likely would not have been paying attention to the unfolding meeting at all. Though she went out of her way to feel it as often as she could, solid ground was still a novelty to the pilot and she was enjoying the sense of weight that came with planetary gravity, the feel of being held by the force of the ground beneath her. Shifting from one foot to the other and looking back at the cluster of diplomats Ayana saw the Novus emerge, her hand going unconsciously to her shoulder strap before she remembered that her rifle was stowed in the dropship cockpit, far from her reach. The Novus seemed almost designed to intimidate considering how easily they did so and even the knowledge that this meeting was a diplomatic one did little to stop their inhumanity from being unnerving to the pilot. She sighed and began to walk, momentary though the distraction of the Novus' appearance had been, it was enough to pull her attention to the fact that the group was beginning to move. Why didn't I just stay on the dropship again? It wasn't her job to guard the Ambassadress, that was the job of the two marines in her retinue accompanying her down the hall. Ayana's job was to fly, get Ambassador Eagan to the ground, get her back to 'The Apsis', simple enough assignment until violence was to be factored in. Noticing the group turning into a conference room ahead of her Ayana hurried her footsteps, sneaking through the door just before it closed and making her way over to where the Solarian entourage stood against one wall behind Callista, scowling as she found herself standing right next to the pair of marines assigned as the ambassdress' bodyguards. Just focus on the ground beneath your feet, it's why you signed up for this after all. Not particularly listening to the opening statements of the not-yet-negotiations the pilot tried to do just that, pausing only to glare at the side of the Solarian marine's helmet occasionally as she played the game of attempt to relax without seeming to leave her at-attention stance, an exercise she had never quite perfected but one that the meeting would likely give her plenty of time to practice. Assuming someone doesn't punch someone else in the next few minutes... She thought privately, Or shoot them... At least we aren't the only ones who seem to want peace. Ayana noted as the Terran Admiral rebuked the Dominion Emissary. She wasn't sure she could imagine a peaceful galaxy but at least some factions seemed willing to try for such a thing.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD The Admiral looked to Emissary Calista as she spoke. She was a strong woman and he could see it in her eyes. It was an admirable trait and it would be a good way to reflect the Solarian people. The Terrans and the Solarians have lived together for some time. They were neither allies nor enemies, they did not seek to upset the balance that currently was and did not see any reason to go to war with them without rightful cause. The Admiral was astonished that the Terran Senate would even risk losing that balance by entering their systems without their permission. While the Solarian ground forces weren't strong, that didn't give them the right to just go where they pleased. Gaius snorted at the woman's comment that conquering was bullying. And what of our ancient ancestors? Face it, conquering is in our blood. We see land we want and we take it he growled. The man was itching to fight but was just holding it back. Who are you to govern our dealings? he said with an accusing point to the Solarian. The Admiral put his fist into the table hard and fast, creating a loud thud as he stood up. This is NOT the war room Gaius, you will leave your blood thirsty nature on your ship or you will leave on it! he said in a tone that silenced the ox. The Admiral took a breath and ran a hand through his well groomed hair. We have not come here to discuss war and accuse anyone of what they may or may not have did, the past is just that, leave it there. We harbor no ill will towards the Novus, nor the Solarians, nor the Dominion. We have come here to discuss terms of peace and that is what we will do he said with a respectful and calm tone. The man was clearly not wishing to start war, that was certain. Gaius let out an angry huff but clearly yielded. The man was no diplomat, he was a leader but not a diplomat, such things were left to intellectuals and weaklings, not soldiers and conquerors. His creed was blood and glory, not peace and harmony. The Admiral now looked to the Solarian diplomat. Now.......Ambassador Calista, as I'm sure your people and mine are aware we have been putting our nose where it doesn't belong in your people's territory. The Terran Senate wish to no what your people's requests to be seen through? asked the Terran emissary. James had to grin to himself at how well the man was handling the entire situation. If the man's career in the military ever went under, he had a rather bright future ahead for politics. Perhaps James would be the same.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD Name Nickname Ayana Vos Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Solarian Dress Uniform Deep red high-collared jacket trimmed with gold, Dark Brown pants, muted red-brown dress shoes. Weapon Currently Unarmed Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Anyone. Time TBD Again Ayana found her hand at her shoulder, running her fingers over the rough fabric of her dress uniform coat nervously, wishing that she could have her weapon. Intellectually she knew it would make the situation worse rather than better to actually do so but that didn't make the thought of that small measure of power any less comforting to imagine or any more comforting not to possess. The lines seemed to have drawn themselves quite clearly between the Dominion, the Novus, and the Terran and Solarians, War, Silent Neutrality, and Peace respectively. Why would the Dominion send him to this? She was no diplomat but Gaius' overt warmongering struck her as odd. That man is a warrior, pure and simple, you don't send that sort anywhere unless you plan to start a fight. Ayana bit the inside of her cheek nervously as she stared at the hulking Dominion Lord standing across the table. If the Dominion wants to start a fight here... She had tensed visibly now, watching him expectantly, forcing her hand slowly back to her side as an afterthought though she could not very well keep herself from balling it into a fist. What is he going to do?
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD Name Nickname N-02-117 Dracken Race Novus. Faction Novus Attire Large grey black body standing at about 7 feet tall Weapon Wrist blade and 'Ark' rail gun, both hidden in the body Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Everyone N-02-117 Listen do the going on. Hearing a perspective alliance against the Dominion, The Novus begin to demand that N-02-117 speak up and join in. The Novus unit steps back out of the shadows, using a heavy metallic foot fall getting everyone's attention and making some of the guards jump. Using just his voice this time, N-02-117 speaks. The Novus are willing to join this alliance if war is sparked between the alliance and the Dominion. With our technology joined with your ships and ground troops, peace can be reestablished quickly. If this alliance is not formed however, the Novus simply wish to be left alone. Any move into our space and you will receive one warning. Dominion ships will not receive this warning. This unit remains standing in view after finishing, knowing that this unit will be asked to speak again. This unit just stands there waiting for the response.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD The Admiral looked to the Solarian as she spoke. An alliance between the Solarian's and the Terran's against the Dominion. He listened as she demanded that the Dominion stop taking territory and stop trying to intimidate them. The Admiral then looked to the Novus as he stepped forth and spoke, say that they would join this alliance. Should the Solarian's or the Terran's enter Novus space, the Novus would give them a warning, but if the Dominion entered they would fire on sight. Lord Gaius growled at this and began stepping forward when James unholstered his pistol and took aim. The Admiral raised his hand towards James and Gaius. Put your gun away James and back off Gaius! No one is declaring war. If you know what's good for you then you will stop and back off before you start a war he growled. Gaius was ready to protest but he knew better. It was a fight he just couldn't win. You call us war mongers and then you go and make an alliance against us? Who is the war monger now?! he barked. Cortez's expression loosened a bit. The man was right. I'm sorry, while I believe the Terran's would benefit greatly from joining such an alliance, I don't believe it's quite the answer. I believe we must all have an alliance with one another, providing something to each other to go towards a common good. The Novus have their science, the Solarian's their navy, the Dominion their ground forces, and us our factories...... he said gently. I believe common ground could be found if we all agree to help one another out. Our factories will prosper if the Novus are willing to provide some insight into their research. We can provide protection for the Solarian's with our ground forces he said. The Admiral had a plan, one that wasn't completed yet. He needed to make it so that neither side had an unfair advantage. If one faction attacked another it had to be that the other sides would intervene, make war too devastating for any side to handle
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD Name Nickname Ayana Vos Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Solarian Dress Uniform Deep red high-collared jacket trimmed with gold, Dark Brown pants, muted red-brown dress shoes. Weapon Currently Unarmed Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Anyone. Time TBD Ayana jumped as the Novus emerged from the shadows again, having completely forgotten his presence, she watched, nervousness mounting as the drone pledged to the alliance as well. What now... What is going to happen?! The tensions were reaching a peak, the flash of metal from the Terran's hand prompted her to duck as his pistol came up. Wait, the Terran? The Terran pulled a gun? The marines were raising their own rifles nervously and the Dominion Lord was practically screaming at them at this point. Warmonger warmonger make me a warmonger... The pilot couldn't help but giggle nervously at the rhyme, the standoff steadily escalating before her. Slowly, cautiously, Ayana rose to her feet, tension in her stance as she took in the tableau, glancing from the Ambassadress to the door and back again. I knew I should have stayed on the ship... I'm no good piloting if I don't make it out of this room alive...
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

Name Nickname N-02-117 Dracken Race Novus. Faction Novus Attire Large grey black body standing at about 7 feet tall Weapon Wrist blade and 'Ark' rail gun, both hidden in the body Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Everyone N-02-117 listened to the Admirals plan for the all alliance plan. While the Solarian spoke, the Novus all discussed and come up with a suitable compromise. This unit then waited for everyone to stop talking before speaking up again. We will only advise factories efficiency and augmentation with our technology if a Novus stands at least 2nd in command over watching the floor operation. This or nothing. This unit then steps back into the shadows, waiting for the next time this unit was needed to talk.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

The admiral listened as the Solarian spoke, making it clear that things are unstable between them and the Dominion. The admiral sighed and nodded. I understand Ambassador, that is why you will have the Terran military to act as protection. Perhaps you and the Dominion can begin a relationship by sharing some information on your navies he said. The admiral looked to Gaius. Would such an agreement allow the Dominion to leave the Solarian's in peace? he asked. Lord Gaius snorted a bit but his expression eased up a bit....if it were even possible. IF such an agreement were to be made, the Dominion would back away and leave the Solarian's be. But ONLY for this agreement said the ox. The admiral looked to the Novus as it spoke, saying that only such an agreement would work if the Novus were granted a 2nd in command status in these factories. Of course. In exchange, we will also give you and the Dominion access to some of our factories he said. Lord Gaius thought for a moment and nodded. The Dominion would agree to these terms said the man. The admiral's plan was working. While they would not attain true peace today, they could obtain some kind of arrangement that made war almost impossible. Should one faction attack another, the other two would be obligated to aid the attacked faction. Not only that but it paved the way for much more peaceful existence. No one was stronger then anyone else, and no one was weaker. It was a mutually beneficial agreement. But only if everyone agreed to the terms of the agreements.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

Name Nickname Ayana Vos Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Solarian Dress Uniform Deep red high-collared jacket trimmed with gold, Dark Brown pants, muted red-brown dress shoes. Weapon Currently Unarmed Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Anyone. Time TBD Slow breath in, slow breath out, Is it... Done? Weapons were being lowered, the Dominion was acquiescing. It's not peace, but it won't end in blood either... Ayana straightened slightly, standing at attention again with a relieved sigh. For a moment there she had really thought the Terran would fire-. The pilot shook her head, she really didn't want to think about what might have happened after that.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

Name Nickname Sidra Hesperus. Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Long dark brown skirt, dark brown corset top with pink satin off-the-shoulder sleeves, brown boots, gold headpiece resembling the rays of the sun. Weapon None. Location The Embassy, Planet Helion. Tagging Anyone. Time TBD Sidra watched the banter, her mind spinning as she took it all in. She had to wonder if the Solarian woman sitting next to her trusted what the Dominion stated, his face changing colors as he seemed to fume over the fact that others were dictating his role in this entire affair. It was clear the barbarian didn't like it and, if she was honest, the way his eyes seemed to shift, the way his words dripped from his mouth like he was spitting the worst kind of poison in their very direction, more than gave it away. No. She certainly did not trust the brute and, if she didn't, she hardly expected the emissary to either. Would you now? Calista then mumbled, her voice soft, a lilting melody as she shifted to lean forward against the table. Though I wonder how quickly you'd suddenly disagree if you realized that the only way we'd share any information with the likes of you would be for at least two Solarians to be present on board each Dominion naval ship. The woman paused, her blue eyes flashing a hard stare at the Dominion emissary. We need to ensure our safety, after all, and that your ships do not breach the agreement and enter our space without permission ever again. She cleared her throat, her eyes shifting to the Admiral. If any of our people die on a Dominion vessel it'll be considered an act of war and we will act immediately. No questions. Sidra bit down on her lower lip, her thoughts drifting at the thought of full blown war. The very idea of it terrified her. She'd already lost her parents and a war would definitely endanger her brother and more than likely rip him away from her forever. Just then, she shivered noticeably, her skin breaking out into goose bumps. Suddenly, she felt so very cold and longed for something warm to wrap around her tiny body. Tugging on an auburn tendril, she eyed the Dominion emissary coolly, her steely eyes glistening as fear gripped her heart. Would the Dominion agree to these new terms? Would anyone?
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

The admiral looked to Calista as she spoke, stating that she wanted at least two Solarians to be aboard every Dominion ship. He listened as she stated they needed to ensure the Solarian safety. He listened as she said she had to ensure that the Dominion respect their end of the bargain. He sighed as she said that if any of her people die aboard a Dominion vessel it would be considered an act of war which would be acted on immediately. The admiral found the agreement acceptable, but what he found acceptable and what Lord Gaius thought acceptable were two different things. Lord Gaius growled, clearly he was going to protest. Know that the Terran's will consider this an act of war as well and we will retaliate in force and that if you don't accept the Solarian's terms that you will not have access to our factories he said. Lord Gaius growled. The Dominion will abide by these terms he said begrudgingly. The admiral sighed, resting his head down. Then it is settled, the Terran's will provide the Novus and the Dominion access to our factories, the Novus will provide us some of their scientific findings as long as they can oversee our doings, the Solarians will have protection from the Terran's, and the Dominion will keep their distance if the Solarian's share information with the Dominion he said. The admiral stood, offering his hand to shake Calista's hand, his face light and clearly relieved they had made peace. With a quick zing, the expression was gone as he backed up and looked to his chest, a red stain appearing in his chest. Then his skull exploded, spraying blood and bits of skull across the room. James watched in horror as the man he'd been tasked with keeping alive, died. The headless corpse fell forward as Lord Gaius rose to protest in outrage, his head blowing out from the side. The ox's body fell as two quick shots came, impacting with Calista's head and the Novus' head. James jumped to the ground in instinct as the window came apart, shots ringing out finally.
Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

Name Nickname Ayana Vos Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Solarian Dress Uniform Deep red high-collared jacket trimmed with gold, Dark Brown pants, muted red-brown dress shoes. Weapon Currently Unarmed Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Anyone. Time TBD Ayana relaxed, the moment of greatest tension had come and gone. The Dominion was acquiescing, the Novus had made no move but to aid them despite her fears, the Terran admiral had Callista's hand in his to seal their peace. Rise... Fall... Rise... As she would replay the scene later in her mind it would slow down as they shook hands, time seeming to stretch in the single second between relief and chaos. At the moment however, the pilot's instincts took over the second the shot rang out. Had her head been in the shooter's sights she would have been dead before she had even processed the report of the rifle but as she felt the jolt as she arrested her fall with her palms, the droplets of what she knew must be blood striking her back, she knew that she was alive. Up, get up, get out. Even from the floor Ayana could see four bullets had found their marks. No... Five... The crumpled chest of the Terran admiral staining his shirt red with blood told her that much. Run... She tried to shout, finding what came out to be little more than a breathy whisper. Her own Rifle would only hold one more shot, Whoever was shooting must be low or empty. Gathering a deep breath the pilot's voice sounded clearly through the chaos. RUN! Before the word had even left her mouth she was heading for the door, grasping desperately at the handle and yanking it open, giving it a kick to widen the gap as she dove into the hallway, eyes frantically scanning left and right for threats before she set herself running for the embassy's entrance, desperate to keep ahead of the crowd, to keep from being trampled.
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Name Nickname N-02-117 Dracken Race Novus. Faction Novus Attire Large grey black body standing at about 7 feet tall Weapon Wrist blade and 'Ark' rail gun, both hidden in the body Location The Embassy, Planet Helion Tagging Everyone N-02-117 along with the rest of the Novus watch this moment in history making success. The Novus didn't gain much from this agreement other than their own ability to be left alone, but the Novus only wished that. The tension in the room released and all the humans relaxed in their chairs. It was a historic moment indeed. Then came the shots. The Admiral fell first, a clean shot through the chest, followed by the overkill head shot. Then went the Dominion emissary, another clean shot to the head. This was a professional but not a Novus. That much all the Novus were certain, no one was thinking for the calculations. For once in their existence, all the Novus, androids and Units alike watched in surprise as the Solarian died next. The last bullet seemed to be saved for N-02-117, the last shot to the head, and the one mistake the sniper had made. While the head was important, holding all communication for the unit both back to the Novus and to the Humans out side, along with the other sensors for all the human senses, It wasn't the most damage you could do to a unit, the Main CPU resting in the middle of the chest, next to the power source. Whether it was just the Human's luck or the darkness this unit resided in, N-02-117 survived the shot with it only hitting the back of this units head, but at a great cost. This unit couldn't talk to anything. This unit was truly alone. This unit was scared for the first time in his hundreds of years. N-02-117 is thrown to the ground by the shot, but this unit was quick to get back up and pulled his weapon from his back. The Humans ran, but this unit would fight back. This units eyes still worked and that's all he needed. N-02-117 did his best to calculate where the shots came from and fired back in that direction.
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