A little bitty about the Warmaster worlds...

[Gamerofthegame]

Ex-Senator assistant Governor Maysaki Yuumei sighed gently from the confines of her borrowed vessel, not having one herself due to rejecting the gift. Through from who would be a mystery to others, none the less she was still slightly uncomfortable. Space was space, after all, and she didn't particularly like it.

But that really didn't matter, now.

As the vessel came out of its means of distance narrowing travel along with its escort of a Irim-class vessel, who was quite close, both ships moved via sublight methods to lessen the gap between Yamatai and themselves. With that done, which didn't take to long, a hailing call was sent.

This is Maysaki Yuumei onboard the... Er... (Semi-muffled garbled speak to make it seem like she said the name, just inaudibly) I seek a meeting with the Empress, as previously appointed. It will have to be through windows, sadly.

Maysaki nodded with her message sent, leaning upwards in her chair and giving the faintest of nods to the keeper of the image transceiver and screen intending to be used to speak to the empress in a indirect manner. Why they came here if they were going to just do that would be a mystery.

All the while both ships had their various shields up, albeit not their weapons (For the one that had them). However, that said one Spacey model Daisy slipped out of each of the Power armor bays between the ships, resting just outside of the bay and just... Staying there.

As if expecting.

 

[Wes]

"Please identify your vessel and its owner," a defense ship demanded.

 

[Gamerofthegame]

Maysaki twitched a bit in mild irritation but nodded gently, motioning to someone off screen.

A voice would come in, from a different source; The bridge. "This is the Yasho owned by Mercilia Julias." Spoke a crisp male voice, speaking of a fairly wealthy business woman from the Tatiana.

Another signal would come from their escort, they citing themselves as a vessel from third fleet to guard them should any unethical sorts attack. It was a visual message as well, the visible crew aboard the vessel seemed to be Neko-less.

And then back to Maysaki again.

"I apologize for being a bit late." She spoke in a calm tone, leaning back in her seat. "Take your time. Although don't take too long." She smirked a tad bit.

 

[Wes]

"We will be sending some escort soldiers aboard your ship," the Defense Fleet ship advised. Four Yui-class scouts zipped over towards Maysaki's ship.

 

[Gamerofthegame]

Maysaki tensed a little at the announcement, although only a little. It was outside of her plan... And a serious possible consequence in the long run. Best avoid it.

"That won't be necessary," Maysaki spoke out, keeping a cool and collected tone. "I plan on speaking to Empress Himiko indirectly, not a formal meeting face to face, I'm afraid." She paused a moment and smirked jokingly, "Unless you think I can somehow do harm to the Empress through the screen."

 

[Wes]

"You will allow our soldiers to board or we will open fire."

The scout ships promptly set up an anti-FTL field.

 

[Gamerofthegame]

Maysaki's eyes widened a little over her side of the feed, glancing over to the side to look at something off screen before turning back.

And now she looked angry.

"Now I am insulted. You best hurry and board, I wish to have my word with the empress so I can leave here again." She spoke clearly and loudly, eyes somewhat narrowed after the proclamation.

 

[Wes]

Soon, Maysaki's vessel was swarming with boarders, some in armor.

A brown-haired Chusa emerged from their ranks.

"Former senator," the neko said. "Perhaps you have an inflated sense of importance? Her majesty is not at your beck and call. Oh, forgive me for the lack of introduction. I am Chusa Kuriyama Chiase, and I have been asked to place you under arrest for providing false information about your vessel. There were only so many of these yachts made...I can count them on my fingers and note I only have 8...and none of them have the name or owner you gave us."

Another neko moved to put handcuffs on Maysaki.

"We will let the Empress know you dropped by, and see what she wants to do with you," Chusa Kuriyama wickedly grinned.

 

[Gamerofthegame]

( ... :| )

Maysaki Yuumei scowled a little, raising her head up in the air, chin forward and teeth slightly parted with her eyes narrowed to give the age old classic Noble woman look, which she could muster quite effectively.

She allowed herself to be arrested, but she still spoke, tone dripping with anger now. "You realize I made a appointment with the Empress for a short talk a few days ago, and it was accepted? As a representative of the Warmaster worlds." She paused a moment, continuing her glare on the Neko before continuing, "And you can take it up to the owners of the vessel, not I. I'm just riding in it."

Her eyes glanced over to a equipment attendant, who only shrugged as he two was no doubt handled with.

Across the vessel, though, came a voice as the intercom kicked on; "Feed hasn't been interrupted and has been sent!"

It wouldn't take long to find out what the voice (The gender really couldn't be pin pointed) was talking about; signals raced through the depths of space, past any hopes of Yamatai's attempts to block, going to several targets with no real actual target at all. A broadcast of the conversation, meant to be a log of the conversation of the Empress and the senator.

But it would have to state this little... Bitty.

 

[Wes]

The ship was disabled, impounded, and sent under tow and escort to UX-12, while Maysaki ended up in a ship's brig, on her way to the prison in the UX-19 system.