Vesper
Inactive Member
ON/ Kathra Station, Lor System
Walking down the disembarkation ramp of the lithe Simurl Esajt moved hastily to the aid waiting on the deck several meters in front of the shuttles front landing struts, the black and blue formal robe he wore trailing slightly on the floor. He had just transfered over from the Mitrujha that had met him in Lor orbit after separating from the other leaders to deal with a matter of "urgent national import". Which it was, though some other things had needed attending to that he preferred they not be involved in. Plans to set in motion, things to hide.
Nearing his aid he could tell how haggard the man looked, which was not unsurprising given the last few days events. He did not stop as he passed Telseron, expecting him to move to follow, which the man did. "Telseron, how are preparations going aboard the station? As much as I dislike it, there has apparently been little time for proper reports."
Repressing a sigh, Telseron responded," As good as can be expected I would say. The construction and maintenance personnel are doing their best to refit the holds to better support the refugees and the hydroponics bays are being massively expanded. Even with those changes though it will be quite some time before the situation on the station gets back to anything resembling normal. We are also trying to move some of the refugees to the other colonies, seeing as they are overflowing into the hallways, as you will no doubt see shortly. I do have good news in that power should not be a issue. Some of the satellite reactors had to be brought online ahead of schedule, but other than expected delays with new construction, they are doing well."
"Good, good. We must keep a tight grip on the situation. With the problems throughout the system, the smallest spark could set off a brush fire against the rulership. I doubt I need to expand to you on the dangerous position our species occupies at the current time. We stand as close as we ever have to extinction. Not even after the Fall where we so close to it. The current tallies show nearly 3 billion dead or dieing on Lor."
Telseron emitted a low curse at the casualty numbers as the walked out of the hangar and into one of the transport tubes to take them the distance to his parliamentary office aboard the station. "It still amazes me that these Yamatians expose honor and loyalty when they failed so immensely in their end of the treaty they put us in."
"Indeed, and on that note, I do hope the exploits aboard the Mishu vessel have not spread too far," he said with a sardonic grin on his face.
Looking somewhat concerned," Well sir, I am afraid.. Oh," his expression changing to a similar smile," that it has indeed gotten out. We have tried to keep it from the general masses, but a fair portion of the higher echelons throughout the houses have heard it."
"Tragic, truly tragic." His expression changing to something more serious," will all of them be attending?"
"Yes, though the others from the cruiser only made it here slightly before you, but I believe they should be able to finish settling into there quarters before the meeting. Commander Ittisaf said he is extremely busy with I quote 'keeping this damn station from going to hell'. "
"Good news overall, and I am not surprised that he will not be able to make it, though I am rather disappointed. I know Skkari will at least be able to attend, we will need someone from the direct hierarchy of the military. "
Finishing up as he stepped out of the tube as it stopped, dodging a group of refugees also headed into it. Moving through several corridors he finally reached his destination. The beautifully engraved doors of the parliamentary facilities where flanked by a trio of OSF soldiers. The leader of the group moved to intercept them and then paused as he recognized the pair and nodded them through.
The interior of the facilities was very nicely appointed, having been one of the first sections of the station brought to completeness after the necessary system where completed. They moved past a dozen offices and a fairly large number of senators and assistants. Greeting a few of them he headed to his own he entered the command code to open it just before he reached it and it slid open automatically. He took a sharp turn after entering to his destination, the offices conference room. There where of course others, but he did not feel they needed anything larger.
The room contained dozen plush yet functional chairs surrounding a large crystal table containing a display unit and access port for each sitee. The center roof of the room contained a very detailed holographic projector. Several ferns, engineered to grow well in the low g environment of the early starships, their graceful blue-red shoots reached halfway up the tall, engraved walls of the room.
Taking a seat at the head chair, he now had to but wait for the others to arrive.
Even with the refugees coming and going, the fresh white robes of Velor seemed to cut through the crowd as he stood at the airlock, waiting for the transport vessel that held his sister to unload. I hope her visit to the surface went alright. I hope she was able to get a good feel for the situation.. Velor slightly hopped from one foot to another as he waited for the airlock to open to allow his sister to pass through, along with the others that went with her to get a feel for the situation on the planet. (c)
After a few moments of docking preparations, the refitted cargo vessel which had additional bulky slabs of armor plate, opened her airlock which connected to the station. First a pair of warriors stepped through and began to escort the refugees whom lingered in the corridor away from the airlock.
Velor smoothed out his robes and took in a breath as he prepared to welcome his sister and queen aboard the station which she so rarely visited.
Destiny slowly made her way from the docked ship and looked...different. She seemed much more withdrawn then her usual perky attitude left her. Pain registered on her face as well, pain at the loss of so much life for what? The queen was without and plushie, but in her current mood that was no shock. The woman seemed dead to the outside world as she walked through the air lock, her head bent as the scenes of devastation, death and destruction replayed over and over again in her mind, scenes she was sure she would never be able to be free of.
Fate followed shortly after Destiny, though she wasn't wearing her armor, she was curiously wearing her helmet, which obscures her visage from view. She moved briskly and quickly to stay behind the queen and remained silent.
Rain was elsewhere in the station at the moment,leaning against a wall quietly, eyes closed, thinking about everything that had been lost. All his bonded animals, but only his companion was by his side. looking down sadly as well whimpering a bit and lying down.
Obelisk simply followed in the shadow of her mistress and the queen. Not as used to controlling her emotions as the two women, Obelisk openly cried, though her eyes faced downwards.
Skka'ri walked calmly into the officers conference room, he had a serious look in his eyes. He was dressed in a mostly black space suit like uniform not unlike some of the other personnel on the station, he was followed by a small Helashio girl with dark hair, who was wearing a very similar uniform. Both he and his Helashio assistant were holding data pads, the Helashio girl was actively entering data into hers as she walked.
As he sat down at the foot of the table opposite of Esajt, he allowed the Halashio girl to take the seat to the right side him. "There is much to discuss, yet again my friend," Skka'ri said to Esajt as they waited for the others to arrive.
"Yes, we do indeed.," he said paying only a single glance to Skkari's assistant," I cannot say I am pleased about being correct in this matter. I was pleased to hear that the Maturazzi's transfer went well,it would have been a serious setback if something had happened."
He paused to take the drink his assistant had procured before he moved around the table depositing data tablets with the information on the current situation. As he was partway around the table one of the senators, a Kim'arrae Thorj, in head of the committee in charge of the refugee situation in the outer came in and was greeted by Esajt and Skarri before he sat down at the table. Once the assistant finished he sat down to Esajt's left.
A few other people filed in, 2 more senators and finally Admiral Perquee walked in, his assistant following. Esajt stood up as he entered, smiling broadly. "It seems like it has been ages since we last met Perquee! I realize it may seem rather unnecessary, since much of our meeting is about it, but how have you been?", said as he extended his hand.
The middle-aged man grasped Esajt hand and drew him into a hug," As good as can be expected. Of course Fazyr here," he nodded to one of the senators, who smiled good naturally," is as always making those damn finance meetings hell."
"Oh?", turning to the man, his tone somewhat jocking," I keep telling you to keep the datasheets for that down to a minimum."
Smiling," I have, but try as I might, I can't seem to get it below several dozen."
As the admiral sat down at the chair immediately to Esajt's right he said,"And rather unsurprisingly Carteki was not able to attend, what with all the rushing the Navy is having to do right now."
"I am not the least bit surprised, though I still wish the old man could have attend," Esajt said and waited for the others to arrive.
Velor gave a deep bow to his sister as he gave a welcoming, but some what grim smile. "Welcome my dear Xiaah and sister. I am glad to have you back from the surface in one piece... I'd like to show you to the conference room as soon as possible. They tell me we've assembled most of the top ranking officers, though a few have been MIA." After rising from the bow, Velor motioned for the group to move along with him.
Destiny gave her brother the barest of nods as she simply followed after her brother. It was odd though, since planet side she had not shed a single tear. Instead she had just looked on at everything with what looked like indifference almost. She shook though every so often as she followed behind her brother, as if the faintest of breezes could topple the mighty queen.
Fate followed behind Destiny, keeping a guarded eye on her charge and stood ready to catch, and even carry her at the slightest moment she showed signs of faltering. "My lady, " she whispered to Destiny, "wouldn't it be more prudent that you got a bit of rest before you went to meet with Truth and his vultures?"
Rain just watched them pass for the moment and sighed looking away, the male wolf looking at them as well as two little puppies whimpering behind the male's forelegs. He supposed it was time to go on into the meeting room, but he wouldn't leave what was left of his little family behind. Rain perked a brow at the Queen's condition, wondering just what was wrong but he could guess.
Obelisk looked up slightly as she heard the whimper of the wolves. With a shock, she hadn't realized they were around others, and quickly wiped off her face and tried to put up a strong front. But it was obvious from the wetness of her cheeks she was still shaken.
"I'm not immune to that myself," Skk'ri said looking over to Fazyr; "I have gained such an odd fondness for these datapads, I must blame it on your constant influence. I hope things are going as well as can be expected for you... but now is not the time for catching up I imagine there are important matters to get to..." Skka'ri finished with a sigh.
Velor continued through the halls, taking only a small moment of time here and there to give a nod of greeting to small clusters of refugees. After weaving through the crowded boarding corridor, Velor escorted the group onto the lift, where they then proceeded to the parliamentary area. As soon as they arrived in the office area of the station, Velor stepped out from the lift and made his way to and into the conference room, as soon as he entered he stepped aside to allow the Xiaah to enter.
Destiny entered in, and as she did, she seemed to change. From the cold and emotionally withdrawn woman in the hallway, to what she could muster up for this meeting. It was impressive actually how much she changed. The queen's chin was up as she entered into the room and moved to the middle chair of the three open chairs to allow her brother to sit at one side, and either Fate or Obelisk to sit at the other. She would remain standing until the other's stood, as was custom.
Fate walked into the room after Destiny and looked around. Thankfully she opted to wear her helmet, otherwise, her sneer would be quite visible to the collected Ocheesta in the room. "Esajt." She said with a curt, and short bow. "Collected Senators." She said with a general nod to all of them. Before taking her seat next to Destiny.
After a little bit Rain came in with his family and sat down in one of the open spots without a word the animals laying down next to the chair with the puppies in his lap for comfort. "hello everyone"
Obelisk stood by her seat to the side of her queen. She looked around at those that had already been seated and had yet to rise. True, the house was run by males...but did they still have no sense of customs nor respect?
Standing up, a cue for the others to so as well," Welcome to my office, I trust your trip here went smoothly, though I know the subject matter of it cannot have been good," he said, his voice becoming more serious near the end. As Destiney sat down, the others did as well. Mentally he sent a few commands to the rooms computer, indicating recording was to begin. Nothing unusual given the seriousness of the meeting.
After the Xiaah was seated, Velor made his way to his sister's side, giving a nod to everyone in the room before taking his seat. When he sat, his gaze went to his sister just for a second before he returned his gaze to the middle of the table.
"Thank you all for coming to this meeting. As you are all aware, our homeland has suffered a devastating tragedy over the last few days. Billions are dead or dying and hundreds of millions more have been displaced. I have brought you here to discuss how we will be dealing with this. The most urgent matter I feel we must deal with is what we will be doing about Lor itself, and its devastated biosphere. We have already mustered several cargo vessels to distribute micrmachines to prevent the spread of the radioactive fall out.
Beyond that emergency measure, we will all have to coordinate getting assistance to those on the moon-ward side of the planet, which took the bulk of the damage. Once we have that resolved, at least to a workable plan, we will need to discuss the refugee problem. As you no doubt saw on your way here, we have managed to shelter quite a large number of them here, but as it is it is not a permanent solution and there are many times this number of refugees still on the transports outside the station and scattered throughout the system. We have put together as much information as we where able into the datapads that are in front of you.
"Does anyone have any questions before the meeting is officially begun?", he said, looking around at the assembled.
OFF/
Walking down the disembarkation ramp of the lithe Simurl Esajt moved hastily to the aid waiting on the deck several meters in front of the shuttles front landing struts, the black and blue formal robe he wore trailing slightly on the floor. He had just transfered over from the Mitrujha that had met him in Lor orbit after separating from the other leaders to deal with a matter of "urgent national import". Which it was, though some other things had needed attending to that he preferred they not be involved in. Plans to set in motion, things to hide.
Nearing his aid he could tell how haggard the man looked, which was not unsurprising given the last few days events. He did not stop as he passed Telseron, expecting him to move to follow, which the man did. "Telseron, how are preparations going aboard the station? As much as I dislike it, there has apparently been little time for proper reports."
Repressing a sigh, Telseron responded," As good as can be expected I would say. The construction and maintenance personnel are doing their best to refit the holds to better support the refugees and the hydroponics bays are being massively expanded. Even with those changes though it will be quite some time before the situation on the station gets back to anything resembling normal. We are also trying to move some of the refugees to the other colonies, seeing as they are overflowing into the hallways, as you will no doubt see shortly. I do have good news in that power should not be a issue. Some of the satellite reactors had to be brought online ahead of schedule, but other than expected delays with new construction, they are doing well."
"Good, good. We must keep a tight grip on the situation. With the problems throughout the system, the smallest spark could set off a brush fire against the rulership. I doubt I need to expand to you on the dangerous position our species occupies at the current time. We stand as close as we ever have to extinction. Not even after the Fall where we so close to it. The current tallies show nearly 3 billion dead or dieing on Lor."
Telseron emitted a low curse at the casualty numbers as the walked out of the hangar and into one of the transport tubes to take them the distance to his parliamentary office aboard the station. "It still amazes me that these Yamatians expose honor and loyalty when they failed so immensely in their end of the treaty they put us in."
"Indeed, and on that note, I do hope the exploits aboard the Mishu vessel have not spread too far," he said with a sardonic grin on his face.
Looking somewhat concerned," Well sir, I am afraid.. Oh," his expression changing to a similar smile," that it has indeed gotten out. We have tried to keep it from the general masses, but a fair portion of the higher echelons throughout the houses have heard it."
"Tragic, truly tragic." His expression changing to something more serious," will all of them be attending?"
"Yes, though the others from the cruiser only made it here slightly before you, but I believe they should be able to finish settling into there quarters before the meeting. Commander Ittisaf said he is extremely busy with I quote 'keeping this damn station from going to hell'. "
"Good news overall, and I am not surprised that he will not be able to make it, though I am rather disappointed. I know Skkari will at least be able to attend, we will need someone from the direct hierarchy of the military. "
Finishing up as he stepped out of the tube as it stopped, dodging a group of refugees also headed into it. Moving through several corridors he finally reached his destination. The beautifully engraved doors of the parliamentary facilities where flanked by a trio of OSF soldiers. The leader of the group moved to intercept them and then paused as he recognized the pair and nodded them through.
The interior of the facilities was very nicely appointed, having been one of the first sections of the station brought to completeness after the necessary system where completed. They moved past a dozen offices and a fairly large number of senators and assistants. Greeting a few of them he headed to his own he entered the command code to open it just before he reached it and it slid open automatically. He took a sharp turn after entering to his destination, the offices conference room. There where of course others, but he did not feel they needed anything larger.
The room contained dozen plush yet functional chairs surrounding a large crystal table containing a display unit and access port for each sitee. The center roof of the room contained a very detailed holographic projector. Several ferns, engineered to grow well in the low g environment of the early starships, their graceful blue-red shoots reached halfway up the tall, engraved walls of the room.
Taking a seat at the head chair, he now had to but wait for the others to arrive.
Even with the refugees coming and going, the fresh white robes of Velor seemed to cut through the crowd as he stood at the airlock, waiting for the transport vessel that held his sister to unload. I hope her visit to the surface went alright. I hope she was able to get a good feel for the situation.. Velor slightly hopped from one foot to another as he waited for the airlock to open to allow his sister to pass through, along with the others that went with her to get a feel for the situation on the planet. (c)
After a few moments of docking preparations, the refitted cargo vessel which had additional bulky slabs of armor plate, opened her airlock which connected to the station. First a pair of warriors stepped through and began to escort the refugees whom lingered in the corridor away from the airlock.
Velor smoothed out his robes and took in a breath as he prepared to welcome his sister and queen aboard the station which she so rarely visited.
Destiny slowly made her way from the docked ship and looked...different. She seemed much more withdrawn then her usual perky attitude left her. Pain registered on her face as well, pain at the loss of so much life for what? The queen was without and plushie, but in her current mood that was no shock. The woman seemed dead to the outside world as she walked through the air lock, her head bent as the scenes of devastation, death and destruction replayed over and over again in her mind, scenes she was sure she would never be able to be free of.
Fate followed shortly after Destiny, though she wasn't wearing her armor, she was curiously wearing her helmet, which obscures her visage from view. She moved briskly and quickly to stay behind the queen and remained silent.
Rain was elsewhere in the station at the moment,leaning against a wall quietly, eyes closed, thinking about everything that had been lost. All his bonded animals, but only his companion was by his side. looking down sadly as well whimpering a bit and lying down.
Obelisk simply followed in the shadow of her mistress and the queen. Not as used to controlling her emotions as the two women, Obelisk openly cried, though her eyes faced downwards.
Skka'ri walked calmly into the officers conference room, he had a serious look in his eyes. He was dressed in a mostly black space suit like uniform not unlike some of the other personnel on the station, he was followed by a small Helashio girl with dark hair, who was wearing a very similar uniform. Both he and his Helashio assistant were holding data pads, the Helashio girl was actively entering data into hers as she walked.
As he sat down at the foot of the table opposite of Esajt, he allowed the Halashio girl to take the seat to the right side him. "There is much to discuss, yet again my friend," Skka'ri said to Esajt as they waited for the others to arrive.
"Yes, we do indeed.," he said paying only a single glance to Skkari's assistant," I cannot say I am pleased about being correct in this matter. I was pleased to hear that the Maturazzi's transfer went well,it would have been a serious setback if something had happened."
He paused to take the drink his assistant had procured before he moved around the table depositing data tablets with the information on the current situation. As he was partway around the table one of the senators, a Kim'arrae Thorj, in head of the committee in charge of the refugee situation in the outer came in and was greeted by Esajt and Skarri before he sat down at the table. Once the assistant finished he sat down to Esajt's left.
A few other people filed in, 2 more senators and finally Admiral Perquee walked in, his assistant following. Esajt stood up as he entered, smiling broadly. "It seems like it has been ages since we last met Perquee! I realize it may seem rather unnecessary, since much of our meeting is about it, but how have you been?", said as he extended his hand.
The middle-aged man grasped Esajt hand and drew him into a hug," As good as can be expected. Of course Fazyr here," he nodded to one of the senators, who smiled good naturally," is as always making those damn finance meetings hell."
"Oh?", turning to the man, his tone somewhat jocking," I keep telling you to keep the datasheets for that down to a minimum."
Smiling," I have, but try as I might, I can't seem to get it below several dozen."
As the admiral sat down at the chair immediately to Esajt's right he said,"And rather unsurprisingly Carteki was not able to attend, what with all the rushing the Navy is having to do right now."
"I am not the least bit surprised, though I still wish the old man could have attend," Esajt said and waited for the others to arrive.
Velor gave a deep bow to his sister as he gave a welcoming, but some what grim smile. "Welcome my dear Xiaah and sister. I am glad to have you back from the surface in one piece... I'd like to show you to the conference room as soon as possible. They tell me we've assembled most of the top ranking officers, though a few have been MIA." After rising from the bow, Velor motioned for the group to move along with him.
Destiny gave her brother the barest of nods as she simply followed after her brother. It was odd though, since planet side she had not shed a single tear. Instead she had just looked on at everything with what looked like indifference almost. She shook though every so often as she followed behind her brother, as if the faintest of breezes could topple the mighty queen.
Fate followed behind Destiny, keeping a guarded eye on her charge and stood ready to catch, and even carry her at the slightest moment she showed signs of faltering. "My lady, " she whispered to Destiny, "wouldn't it be more prudent that you got a bit of rest before you went to meet with Truth and his vultures?"
Rain just watched them pass for the moment and sighed looking away, the male wolf looking at them as well as two little puppies whimpering behind the male's forelegs. He supposed it was time to go on into the meeting room, but he wouldn't leave what was left of his little family behind. Rain perked a brow at the Queen's condition, wondering just what was wrong but he could guess.
Obelisk looked up slightly as she heard the whimper of the wolves. With a shock, she hadn't realized they were around others, and quickly wiped off her face and tried to put up a strong front. But it was obvious from the wetness of her cheeks she was still shaken.
"I'm not immune to that myself," Skk'ri said looking over to Fazyr; "I have gained such an odd fondness for these datapads, I must blame it on your constant influence. I hope things are going as well as can be expected for you... but now is not the time for catching up I imagine there are important matters to get to..." Skka'ri finished with a sigh.
Velor continued through the halls, taking only a small moment of time here and there to give a nod of greeting to small clusters of refugees. After weaving through the crowded boarding corridor, Velor escorted the group onto the lift, where they then proceeded to the parliamentary area. As soon as they arrived in the office area of the station, Velor stepped out from the lift and made his way to and into the conference room, as soon as he entered he stepped aside to allow the Xiaah to enter.
Destiny entered in, and as she did, she seemed to change. From the cold and emotionally withdrawn woman in the hallway, to what she could muster up for this meeting. It was impressive actually how much she changed. The queen's chin was up as she entered into the room and moved to the middle chair of the three open chairs to allow her brother to sit at one side, and either Fate or Obelisk to sit at the other. She would remain standing until the other's stood, as was custom.
Fate walked into the room after Destiny and looked around. Thankfully she opted to wear her helmet, otherwise, her sneer would be quite visible to the collected Ocheesta in the room. "Esajt." She said with a curt, and short bow. "Collected Senators." She said with a general nod to all of them. Before taking her seat next to Destiny.
After a little bit Rain came in with his family and sat down in one of the open spots without a word the animals laying down next to the chair with the puppies in his lap for comfort. "hello everyone"
Obelisk stood by her seat to the side of her queen. She looked around at those that had already been seated and had yet to rise. True, the house was run by males...but did they still have no sense of customs nor respect?
Standing up, a cue for the others to so as well," Welcome to my office, I trust your trip here went smoothly, though I know the subject matter of it cannot have been good," he said, his voice becoming more serious near the end. As Destiney sat down, the others did as well. Mentally he sent a few commands to the rooms computer, indicating recording was to begin. Nothing unusual given the seriousness of the meeting.
After the Xiaah was seated, Velor made his way to his sister's side, giving a nod to everyone in the room before taking his seat. When he sat, his gaze went to his sister just for a second before he returned his gaze to the middle of the table.
"Thank you all for coming to this meeting. As you are all aware, our homeland has suffered a devastating tragedy over the last few days. Billions are dead or dying and hundreds of millions more have been displaced. I have brought you here to discuss how we will be dealing with this. The most urgent matter I feel we must deal with is what we will be doing about Lor itself, and its devastated biosphere. We have already mustered several cargo vessels to distribute micrmachines to prevent the spread of the radioactive fall out.
Beyond that emergency measure, we will all have to coordinate getting assistance to those on the moon-ward side of the planet, which took the bulk of the damage. Once we have that resolved, at least to a workable plan, we will need to discuss the refugee problem. As you no doubt saw on your way here, we have managed to shelter quite a large number of them here, but as it is it is not a permanent solution and there are many times this number of refugees still on the transports outside the station and scattered throughout the system. We have put together as much information as we where able into the datapads that are in front of you.
"Does anyone have any questions before the meeting is officially begun?", he said, looking around at the assembled.
OFF/
