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Post by solar on Nov 8, 2015 23:46:58 GMT -6
The shuttle Grace slid carefully into Retaren space.
The Senate was reluctant to approve an attempt at establishing relations with the Retaren Empire. Information on the workings of Retaren society was lacking, to say the least, but what little had been collected all pointed to the same conclusion: that the Retaren people were rugged, ruthless, war-like. Their world was known to be desolate, everyday life a struggle. It was sympathy that tipped the Senate in favor of diplomacy - the idea that through trade, Lintsyia could do its part to help ease the suffering of those in the Empire.
Or rather, that was the official story.
"Greetings, Retaren Empire," the Grace broadcasted. "I am Regia Kuele, a diplomat of the Republic of Lintsyia. I come with the intention of opening a dialog between our peoples, and establishing trade between our nations."
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Post by I Like Turtles on Nov 11, 2015 9:15:09 GMT -6
"Can't we just blow them up," the High Queen of the Retaren Empire asked the Emperor. They were curled up in bed together and she clearly didn't want to move. "I'm tired of all of this diplomacy."
"Jareena," the Emperor said with a playfully disapproving tone, "we are part of the galactic community now. This galaxy has it's own rules and some of them we must follow."
"But destroying them would be so fun!"
Druden Larn smiled and got up from the bed. "I'm sure it would, Jareena, but I need you to greet our new guests." She frowned when he said this, as she knew it was one half suggestion and one half order. He was the Emperor after all. "Make them feel comfortable," he continued, "and so long as their proposal is agreeable open negotiations."
The Emperor finished getting dressed and Jareena watched him. She then pulled her own clothing close, but looked back at him quickly. "Why send me? You look ready for this."
"My wife would be quite disappointed if I forgot our anniversary," Druden said. He was then out the door with a few quick steps, leaving the High Queen to get ready.
Some time later Jareena Favis, High Queen of the Retaren Empire, and a contingent of personal guards greeted the Lintsyian diplomat. "Regia Kuele," she said with power in her voice and one of those terrifying Retaren smiles. "Welcome to Boagria."
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