[b]Equestrian Contact[/b] "Message Received. Diplomat Convoy en route now, ETA, 3 human minutes. USCS arriving shortly, carrying two Supreme Diplomats, escorted by two Supreme-Draconian Pilots, two Elite Supreme-Kilve Guards, two Elite Supreme Battlemasters. Prepare for arrival." And in exactly three minutes from the message above being sent to the Equestrians, a Corvette folded out of foldspace, and moved into orbit around the planet. The ship was different from the previously-known Corvettes: This one had a long, lean appearence, with an 'X-wing' style in the rear section, powered by one center engine, and an engine on the end of each of the four wings, each of them leaving a trail of blue light, similar to hardlight, but not as hard, obviously. The ship, which would be big enough to be taken out of other peoples' versions of fighters, or even really really big bombers, immediately broadcasted a message: "Diplomat Convoy USCS arriving shortly, carrying two Supreme Diplomats, escorted by two Supreme-Draconian Pilots, two Elite Supreme-Kilve Guards, two Elite Supreme Battlemasters. Permission to descend to ?" [b]Human Re-Contact[/b] "Message and Coordinates received. Diplomatic Convoy en route to sent coordinates. USCS arriving shortly, carrying one Supreme Diplomat, one , two Supreme Battlemasters, four Supreme-Draconian Ceremonial Guards. Prepare for arrival. Message: [i]You have met us before, humans. We were present during humanity's golden age, and the downfall of the Galactic Empires to what you have become now.[/i]"