Galactic Congress

Meanwhile, around the space station, the Firefly has moved farther away from the station, simply opting to orbit it slowly, its weapons powered down - the smaller ship dwarfed by the others. The only communication from it now is a highly secure channel uplinking the drones with the ship, relaying orders back and forth at a rapid pace. Inside, ANNA is carefully keeping tabs on the situation, her network stressed to the limit with five different races. A few different scans of other ships are taken, carefully compared against the customer database.

[OOC] Jack, Gambit, you guys both have human empires - would you have ever traded with the Nagashi Corporation or met them?

>> ANNA: Analysing.
>> X26-Y873-Z813; enlarge (3)
>> X561-Y91-Z1003; enlarge (2)
>> X387-Y533-Z120; enlarge (3)
>> Unidentified Ships - Customer Protocol 548/C-G
>> ANNA: Sending Message to Serenity Station

Unable to identify some of the more alien ships, ANNA opts to follow protocol for the situation. Brief pictures of the spaceships are taken, video, any wide-ranging transmissions along with a bunch of irrelevant data observed by the ship's scanners. ANNA's brief summary of the situation folllows, before it is broadcast out across the galaxy to Serenity Station, a ten-minute journey. While it waits for a response, ANNA opts to conduct a few brief repairs on the XR-67, sending out some of its Engineers to scuttle over and around the ship, checking for any damage debris may have done to the ship's not-so-tough exterior. Sparks can be seen on the outside as the quietly weld a few holes in the outer casing of the Firefly. The occasional lens of a camera can be seen as the look out from the ship, at the T'Ack'Mul's probes, sending the few locations to ANNA.

>> ANNA: Foreign Espionage Threat.
>> Warning Protocol 8156/XF-G
>> TY-7 Team: Locate Signal Carrier 'Alpha'; race (unknown)

Meanwhile, in the ship, a new series of orders proceed out from the ship as the circumstances change. One of the TY-7s breaks off to proceed to the main chamber, while the others continue sweeping, attempting to locate the T'Ack'Mul, their metal bodies rapidly crawling along the floors. As they do so, the T'Ack'Mul's probes are bombarded with high-intensity radio messages across all frequencies in an attempt to jam them from getting any data. In a variety of languages, the radio jam loudly proclaims:

"Attention individual. The Firefly XR-67 is the copyright of the Nagashi Corporation. Further observation will be deemed a hostile action and dealt with appropriately."

** The Konnh away team backtracks and begins to move to the airlock where their transports sit. One of the fighters detach, quickly bolting back to the Eternal Freedom and docking.

Captain Herzeleid cringes at the loud radio frequency jam as he begins to shout orders, "Turn those off! Use text messages! They can't jam those with noise! Tell the away team we have a Support UAV in route, we can't take chances with these aliens at this time. Set up a perimeter at the dock and wait for the drone."

**The ensign quickly works, sending the message to the soldiers.

When the troops receive the message, they cock their weapons and hold their ground around their docking area.

OOC: Hey blitz, mind using a bit easier to read text color?

And no Scalene, never have.

[OOC] I made a really pretty post before, but it fucked up so I'm just going to summarize what happened. And Gambit, the jam was restricted to the T'Ack'Mal probes, designed not to affect anyone else.

The Firefly JR-67 sends out a message in T'Ack'Mal, apologizing for the jam profusely, but explaining that its priority is to protect the schematics of its technology. It offers compensation for any damages inadvertently occurred, but still maintains its actions. Announcing the maneuver over the wideband, then, the ship quickly flings itself away from the space station, taking a wider orbit, before radioing the DUTY-BOUND.

"Nagashi Corporation to Federation of Imperial Systems."

On the ship, two different things happen. Reconnecting with its drones, they resume rapid teamwork, continuing their approach to the T'Ack'Mal party. One does a one eighty to follow the probe floating behind it, never missing a beat.

In the main area, the TY-7 walks over to the console and extends a claw, flicking it out and into the database, bursting out the information to the JR-67.

The only response of the TY-7 Engineers is to form an inhumanly precise two by two square, before simultaneously lowering themselves, the small 'body' at the center of their tentacles tilting forward, as if bowing. ANNA watches the scene, instantly deciding on an appropriate greeting and sending it out. Her voice comes through the speakers of each TY-7, again in roughly simulated T'Ack'Mal speech.

"The Nagashi Corporation greets you. We come in peace."

**After a quick talk, The squad and the LM-7 fly off to find the systems override, going by the schematics.

// gambit, could you just tell me if I find one or not.

A TY-7 Engineer is awkwardly perched on one of the chairs, it's claws gripping onto the top of it and precariously keeping its balance. As it sees the incoming group of Nala'varo, it smoothly moves its front set of four legs forward, doing the same stiff bowing motion it made before, awaiting a response.

Meanwhile, in the other part of the ship, the main group of TY-7 Engineers have ripped open a ventilation shaft, moving swiftly through the cramped space, on a highly specific heading. The occasional clatter and thunk can be heard from deep within the ship as they jump down levels or panels come loose, but nothing seems to stop their inexorable march forward.

On the ship, the Firefly JR-67 is continuing to keep a wide berth from all other ships in the area, ANNA opting to simply watch through the eyes of its Engineers. Not that she could leave the ship, anyway. Instead, she contents herself by remaining in contact, replying to the DUTY-BOUND's message - not over public channels.

"This is the Artificial Neuron Network Adaptation of the Firefly JR-67 - your ship has been identified as belonging to the Federation of Independent Planets, a customer of ours. Protocol dictates a desire to ensure our valued customer's well-being in this diplomatic situation."

Quickly, ANNA switches to the public channel.

"Agreed. One of my Engineers is already positioned in the room, as the newcomer can confirm."

ANNA's reply comes quickly.

"Indeed. As I can tell, there are approximately six different groups represented by various flagships, and... my research does appear to be indicating that this is an area of diplomacy. Naturally, this agrees with me."

The squad of four TL-7s reaches its destination, appearing at the end of the corridor and waiting, idly, at its far end.

"Will you be proceeding to the embassy room, and could we provide escort for a valued customer? Probabilities indicate that diplomatic solutions to determine what this unknown signal is would be the greatest option, with viable opportunities for commerce."

// so should we just do a group steamchat for when we all get on board

// This is true.

// jack and gambit need to send emissaries, then we can start.