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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 11, 2015 22:30:11 GMT -6
"It would appear that they have vacated the premises."
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 11, 2015 22:33:34 GMT -6
"You know go to ze Void? Might help if hit their ze home."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 11, 2015 22:37:50 GMT -6
"We've tried, nothing works in the Void."
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 12, 2015 3:36:37 GMT -6
"But..... they work the ze Void... the ze connection must be there..."
There is a silence.
"Come to ze Fracherough."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 12, 2015 10:44:53 GMT -6
"That is acceptable."
Within a few hours, a diplomatic cruiser is in orbit of Fracherough.
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 12, 2015 15:00:13 GMT -6
Fracherough is a planet much nicer than the rest of the empire. At first glance you can hardly even tell it's Frache. The whole world is covered in a metropolis, the world itself around the size of Venus, coated in an atmosphere of brown.
"The finest ze planet in the za Frache Federation."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 12, 2015 15:04:39 GMT -6
The cruiser scans the planet before requesting landing permission.
"It is indeed a fine world."
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 12, 2015 17:59:25 GMT -6
The request is granted.
"No worry, the za Frache not arrogant za Qaen. We problems, but nice ze world."
Beacons fire off on the planet surface, illuminating a lander zone.
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 12, 2015 18:19:35 GMT -6
The hull of the diplomatic cruiser flares with fire and plasma as it cuts through the atmosphere, deploying drag flaps and burning retrograde thrusters.
The ship slows to a crawl and deploys it's landing legs and sets down gently on the landing zone.
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 12, 2015 21:28:43 GMT -6
Many buildings are wider than they are tall, though still going pretty high in the atmosphere. Almost on every other city block is visible the Frache colours, a horizontal tri-colour of brown, black, and purple. As the ship lowers dust and in some cases small animals are swept off their building of settlement and fly into the air, mists of the moist atmosphere visible as steam vapourises even passed vapour under the heat of the plasma. The deeper into the atmosphere you go the less and less visible the star speckled universe becomes and the ever more visible deep red sky fills from horizon to horizon.
"Welcome za Frache ze home!"
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 12, 2015 21:46:33 GMT -6
"It reminds me of the planet Iso."
The ship's landing legs compress under it's weight as the loading ramp folds down.
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 12, 2015 21:53:44 GMT -6
A small personal transport stops just shy of the lander and drops off a chosen representative. The transport leaves, though the welcome centre really isn't that far at all. She stands slightly taller than a Qaen female, at 5 ft 9, is fur-less exposing her light blue skin on her head, and in a suit very similar to a WWII Italian general's uniform. She is slightly more fluent in Galactic Standard, though certain concepts like 'a' still allude her.
"Hello, welcome to Fracherough, economic heart of Dux Galactus if you ask me."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 12, 2015 21:57:10 GMT -6
Two figures clank down the loading ramp, each of them 9 feet tall and clad in bright red power armor.
They are followed by a Furnazi diplomat who wears a purple longcoat.
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Post by [Blood] on Feb 12, 2015 22:03:54 GMT -6
"Greetings. Welcome Centre isn't far off. I lead you there momentarily."
She walks over to a super soldier.
"This technology is wonderful. How you get them to not rebel?"
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Feb 12, 2015 22:07:08 GMT -6
The supersoldier looks down at the Frache.
"We do not question orders."
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