VALKIANS
Nouvelle
The Valkian bowed his head, mimicing the sign of respect, and then asked, "If I may, sometime or the other, mark the walls or floor around your seat, or the seat itself, and I think your arm. Our version of literature and writing is that of what you might call a maze- what will mean nothing to you will mean anything and everything to us. If I give you a certain... ah, what's the word... tattoo, whether on your seat or your arm, any Valkian will know you to be a friend, even though you do not speak the language we do. Part of the reason I ask to do this is because I must also secure access to the materials in the system in case... conflicts arise. If you would not like the tattoo, it is fine. But someday, you will have to see our cities. They're very exquisite, though rather colorless and dark. I suppose-"
He cuts off suddenly, his eyelids opening even wider. The Eternal Union, whatwith their magic, would sense something, as if a very faint, refreshing breeze blew across their faces. The next moment, the black pupils of the Lord Tinkerer seemed to clear, the inky blackness literally appearing to drain out into the sides of his eyes. In the place of it, shockingly white pupils, and with deep purple irises... mysterious eyes, they seemed, but were very foreign. The Valkian took a deep breath, processing images alongside of 3-D mental mapping, and collapsed, smacking into the table, crystal spikes scraping across the beautiful surface, and slid to the ground. Both of the other Valkians were up in a second, and quickly lifted him up and set him back down, panicking only slightly. They didn't appear to look at anyone else, but they knew very well that his eyelids being closed hadn't happened in CENTURIES.
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DRACONIANS
New Condia
Confused by the stupid fact that an alien race had just tried to talk to them with their native language translated into binary, the Draconians ignored and pushed on, approaching the rapidly-escalating battle. As they watched, a somewhat-massive fleet appeared some distance away, accelerating towards the ships that had somehow spoken to them. They quickly sent out coordinates via ansible to the other two exploring fleets, and prepared for action. To gang up on such a small foe is dishonorable; this must be corrected.
The Cruisers began slowing down, and as they did so, they began launching solid ballistic shells out of their 8 cannons at the projected spot of where the densely-packed ships will be when the rounds arrive. The Destroyers, too, fired, launching 'inactive' ballistic missiles, missiles that only come online when an unknown entity is detected on passive sensors. They both flew silently and quietly towards the overwhelming force, so small and moving so fast, with so few emissions that it'd be next to impossible to detect them. What would probably happen is one ship being torn apart, and then hitting another ship, and another ship, and another ship. Really, it was bad planning if you were expecting ballistic weapons- it's almost impossible to miss against such a densely-packed enemy formation.
As the Cruisers began to pull back, and the Lightships moved silently towards the rear of the now-enemy formation, the great giant Battleship-X flagged the enemy ships with all active sensors. This would, effectively, blind all their radar, if for a few moments, while making it insanely obvious that someone was watching them. It was like a laserlight in your eyes with an odd twist- you just got blinded, and if you just following the light, you'll know EXACTLY who's doing it. Hopefully, it's enough to ensure the hit of the 8 cannons firing 4 salvos of ballistic material, and up to 200 inactive/passive antimatter missiles.
Meanwhile, some distance from the rear of the enemy formation, the light orbs and powerful energy appeared, lashing out, but well away from the optimal combat range from the advancing fleet. After half a minute, the second fleet of the Draconians appeared, ready to rock. They were already behind them- a great benefit of teleporting. They took several minutes to reorient themselves, and several messages were beamed across between the Battleship X of the two fleets, exchanging a quick conversation. Then the 2nd Fleet started to catch up, while the Cruisers and Sleipnirs stayed behind with six Destroyers. The Cruisers turned towards the planetary shield of the planet- interesting concept, something they hadn't explored, but would now. They began firing as many ballistic rounds as they could into the shield, knowing they wouldn't singly break it, but it'd put stress on it. They had the Sleipnirs, with enough materials to keep them going for quite some time.
A distance behind the 1st Fleet, came the 3rd Fleet. They appeared out of the teleportation, only to panic. Several of the falling-behind Cruisers and Sleipnirs from the 1st Fleet had very nearly impacted several Destroyers and Cruisers of the 3rd Fleet, narrowly avoiding catastrophe. All the Cruisers and Sleipnirs detached, moving away from the First and Third Fleet, and continuing their barrage, now increased with reinforcements.
Three Draconian fleets with one Hivemind fleet against three Sazkajiht fleets and one Eternal Union fleet. Should be interesting- and the Draconians had better positions.