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Post by blarflesnarflo on Nov 13, 2015 21:48:39 GMT -6
Durnham Axis shifted position in his ActivChair as his ship, the Best Deal, approached Wuxian space. While Jirum, the head diplomat was off at the trade conference, gathering what information he could there, Durnham was tasked with making contact with the Wuxianese. For some reason, they were not in attendance. Was the offer not extended, or was it declined? In any case, from what he could gather, Durnham was under the impression that the Wuxianese had not only a massive trade coalition, but a mighty military force. Their good graces would be a welcome boon for the States.
"Open all channels," Durnham commanded. An icon flashed on the display of his ActivChair, and he began speaking.
"Hail, great members of the Wuxian Empire. I am Durnham Axis, of the United States of Dalaarian Freedom and Liberty. I formally request contact with your people, so that knowledge and prosperity may flourish for all parties involved."
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Post by zurajai on Nov 20, 2015 1:47:30 GMT -6
The Wuxianese orbital control staff immediately contacted the vessel as it arrived in Wuxianese space as scanned records denoted it as the so-called Best Deal, a vessel belonging to the sovereign nation of the United States of Dalaarian Freedom and Liberty; knowledge of their interplanetary corporation-state had come to the Wuxianese through their trade with the Kwazans but it hadn't been till now that a diplomatic vessel had arrived to enact official discussions.
"C: Dalaarian vessel Best Deal," came the voice over the comm-channel link now held between the vessel and the orbital control station, "This is Customs Agent Da Nang; your request has been processed and accepted by the Chancellery by the Wisdom of the Yuyan and an orbital dock on Station II is awaiting your arrival. Welcome to Wuxian."
Aboard the Imperial Ministries Administration Station II the Chancellery representatives aboard had already prepared an impromptu diplomatic party; of course, the party had been delegated to the duty several months ago in preparation for any surprise visits from foreign dignitaries without existing embassies but that was hardly the point. With the Department Secretary Hing Nao presiding, the diplomatic party had swiftly boarded a tram to the docking bay and awaiting patiently for their foreign counterparts to make their presence known.
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Post by blarflesnarflo on Nov 26, 2015 3:37:10 GMT -6
Durnham cracked his knuckles as the Best Deal pulled into orbit. "Bring out my finest Homunculus," he commanded his subordinates. The large metal body was quickly prepared, charged fully and given the most formal attire befitting a banker/diplomat. As the docking pod dropped from the Best Deal, the Homunculus emerged, nearly 8 feet tall, and regarded those waiting for it.
"I thank your kindness and generosity in seeing me today," Durnham spoke, as the Homunculus relayed the sounds and mimicked the motions of his mouth in perfect unison. "We have heard from our mutual allies of not only your military might, but also your cultural acumen. I come today in hopes that stronger bonds may be formed for our people, so that prosperity may arise for both of our great nations."
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Post by zurajai on Nov 28, 2015 9:35:42 GMT -6
The homunculi was met with little fanfare; unsurprisingly, the idea of advanced robotics wasn't incredibly mindblowing for the Wuxianese who had begun actively using VI robotics into all walks of society for the last few years. However, as befitting an Imperial delegation, they were as cordial and respectful to the culture of the Dalaarians.
"The tales of your people's advanced robotics has not fallen on deaf ears," spoke Hing Nao with a smile perking up at the corners of his mouth, "Such tales have always borne a curiosity in the Most Benevolent Yuyan as he, in his wisdom, has a great understanding the machines. From his wisdom, we all learn ever more. Now, what sort of bonds do you have in mind?"
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