Admiral Pantera Faye

Faye nods to the Jedi. "Yup. The United Nations Space Command. We pretty much run things in our part of the galaxy. But what exactly is the Jedi? We've come across a lot of strange alien stuff, but you are new. And human. That is more than a bit unusual."

Jedi Master Greggory Wick

"From my knowledge humans come from Coruscant, but if you've no knowledge of this galaxy than I can assume you'll give a different answer to the same question, so instead I'll tell you of the Jedi." Master Greggory said, taking a bite out of the roll of bread he held before continuing, "The Jedi Order is a group of peacekeepers, we guard the people of the Galaxy and serve the greater good, and in doing so we aid the Galactic Republic as everything from diplomats to explorers and even warriors when the situation warrants."
Looking over the room the Jedi added, "If we are to be speaking in depth than shall I recommend sitting?"

Ye olde Admiral

The admiral nods and gestures to a seat. "Please feel free to sit. The Jedi serve that many functions...interesting. And you mentioned a Galactic Republic, could you enlighten me on that?"

Gracefully falling into the seat Greggory took another final bite from his bread roll before saying, "Well, the Galactic Republic is exactly that, a Galaxy spanning Republic. A mighty government, that has lasted thousands of years and will likely last several thousand more. It has it's flaws of course, you don't gather several million people together without any problems but what it is it works well."

"That said though now you have a taste of us, could you tell us a bit more of your UNSC?"

UNSC Admiral Jason Neero
Jason sits down with his fingers laced together in front oh him while facing Master Wick. "'Thousands of years'" under the same rule, thats quite a long history. Well it sounds like we each have the same mission." Jason chuclkes slightly while rolling his eyes upward. We might not have as great a record as your Galatic Republic, but we endure nevertheless. We have had to battle a hostile ailen race called the Covenant for many years. We're currently working on peace negotiations, but as you said you're diplomats you should know how long they last. But dont think we're a bunch of self-rightous militants. We conduct far-reaching space exploration and other endevours of similar nature. Scientific research is also a big part of our organization. What else do you and the Jedi Order do for your Republic?

Jedi Master Greggory Wick

"Aside from peace keeping duties the Jedi also record knowledge of the galaxy, aid in agriculture though the use of the Jedi service corps, and combat the stubborn evils of the dark side, though such darkness has been little in the galaxy as of late." Greggory said, waving his hand as he listed off a few of the functions of the Jedi. "If you would enjoy a closer look at the Republic Me and mine would be willing to bring you and yours upon our ship and fly you over to Coruscant for a tour. For what I hope are clear reasons we would have concerns with bringing your ship to Coruscant, but I can assure you that no harm would come of you in fact I invite you to bring along some of your men."

UNSC Admiral Jason Neero
Intrigued, Jason addresses several of his crew including Dean Joseph Victoria Harbit to join him on this tour. Very well, we shall come and see your culture first hand. Give us a few minuets to organize and we will meet you at your ship. However, while I assure you our intentions are purely for negotiations, I cannot bring my men unarmed. I hope this does not hinder our future relations? I ask as I inform Bulldog to get his team ready.

Joseph nodded to the Admiral when he was given his orders, then turned and called the rest of Ra over. "Alright, we're to go gear up. Ra 2, you stay here with the Admiral, since it seems you're already geared up. When he heads to the hangar, go with him. We'll meet you there." Another nod and Joseph, Ra three, and Savaymin headed to the armory. Rather than take his battle rifle into a potentially long range situation, he opted to replace it on the weapon rack and retrieve his sniper rifle, his SMG still holstered at his hip. Once the others were appropriately geared, they headed for the hangar where the "Jedi" had landed their craft.

Admiral Owen Magnus

Magnus tilts his head towards Crimson and gives a slight nod as he reads over the information Dooku had provided, distinctly thinking to Crimson should the Ghost be reading his mind at that moment, ~Go ahead, Crimson.~ Meanwhile, he muses over the data...there was a lot of it, references to planets he'd never heard of in places he was unfamiliar with. And a lot of it was political blather...but also material that gave some insight into this Confederacy's problems. Apparently, corruption was rampant in this 'Galactic Republic', with a veritable political war between large organizations able to practically buy themselves Senate seats, and those with other agendas, only a few of which with seeming merit. Ironically enough, some of those large corporations were also the major backers of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. Mentions were made of groups known as the Corporate Alliance, this Trade Federation, and a Banking Clan, which seemed slightly ominous...and wealthy. Interestingly enough, there was also mention of another group, the Jedi Order, who seemed to wield as much power as any other, yet did not hold a spot on the Senate and seemed to operate with little to no scrutiny and answering only partially to the leader of the Republic...kinda like a cross between monks and secret police, almost. Very interesting reading...

Jedi Master Greggory Wick

"Of course, I cannot expect you to come without protection into unknown lands. We will meet you in the hanger, shall we Master Bumdoa?" Master Wick said as he stood, readying to return to the hanger. "Come along Wrenu, I believe we've eaten enough of their food." Greggory said with a chuckle as he exited the room and began the journey back to the hanger, taking the route used to get to the canteen in the first place.
The walk didn't take long, and as the Jedi entered the hanger Greggory pulled from his robe a communicator, calling the pilots on the diplomatic ship, "Prep to leave, we're going back home and bringing along a few guests as well." "Copy that" Being the reply over the comlink. Standing near his personal ship Master Wick looked over the expansive hanger, waiting for the UNSC party.

GM Post - Jedi

As the Jedi make their way to the hanger, the comm systems on the two master's starfighters start chirping with an incoming priority call from the Jedi Temple.

Olu Bumdoa

The Nautolan, however quiet he may have seemed on the outside, had many thoughts running over his mind on the inside. He'd for the most part let Master Wick do all the talking, and had for now simply observed and followed. Despite his usually extroverted and inquisitive attitude, Olu decided he'd let Wick take the diplomatic lead as of then.

Following the crew to the hangar, he vaulted over and down into the cockpit; R7 having been kind enough to open the cockpit's glass shell as he did so. Securing it back over him, he clicked and clacked several buttons before strapping on his communication headset-- Despite not having any tangible ears.

With the flip of a small lever, the hologram from the Jedi temple lit up at the main console. "This is Master Bumdoa.~"

@Cruallassar@Marayla

Upon getting the allowed nod, Crimson immediately entered the Admiral's mind, in time to hear the "verbal" permission being given. Raven's pulling what information he can. The tan colored skeletal droids we've seen so far all seem to be a mass production model, easily downed if it comes to fighting. Cinder and I think they're keeping any special units in reserve out of sight. Cinder did a sweep of one of the Neimoidian's minds, this Dooku guy has been keeping some kind of secret. That metal cylinder we saw him carrying is an energy blade of some kind. Like a psi blade of sorts. And there's also his abilities. He didn't feel Psionic, but Cinder saw memories of him doing some rather...intense things that Psionics can't do back home. I mean, this whole thing...Admiral, what in the hell did we get into?

Wrenu Tipolan

Wrenu quickly nodded and said "Yes Master." with the cake finished and he'd mostly just been listening to his master talking to the other. Heading after him he remained quiet, dwelling on the whole situation and the humans around them. When they reached the hanger, Wrenu was just about to ask his master a question on his mind before the chirping in the ships called his attention away. "I assume they probably want to know how our mission is going?" he asked his master as he headed over to the two ships.

As Master Wick awaited the arrival of the UNSC party he noticed his personal ship was chirping, along with the other fighter, as Olu went to his ship to receive the message and Wrenu commented on the possibility of the Jedi Order wishing for a report Greggory moved to his fighter to look into it. R5 gave out a quick series of beeps from his ingrained position inside the fighter and the starship's cockpit popped open. Leaping into the vessel the Jedi flicked on the communication with the temple, "This is Master Wick."

GM Post: Jedi Team

As the Jedi flip on their comm systems, Master Mace Windu's holo-sized figure appears. "The Council would like an update on your mission. What have you found?"

Jedi Master Greggory Wick

Looking down at the holographic Master and stated, "It would appear Master that a ship has appeared and it's crew has no knowledge of the galaxy whatsoever. They possess what can only be called a warship, and they appear to be members of some military organization we've never heard of. We'll be escorting their leader to the Temple in an attempt to help them figure out where they come from and perhaps learn more about them."

GM Post - Jedi Team

Master Windu's holo looks to the side for a moment. "The Senate is still deadlocked over the problems with the Separatist systems and the military creation act, and Coruscant is a...tense place right now. It may not be wise to bring members of an unknown military force here, nor is it likely the Council could give this matter the appropriate amount of attention at this time."
The hologram shifts to Master Yoda's serene image. "A Senator perhaps, not on Coruscant, we require. On Naboo, Senator Amidala is. Possible it is, that she could help us in this matter."
The image transitions back to Windu. "Any additional Jedi presence would have to be discreet, so as to not compromise the Senator's safety, however I believe that would be the best option under the circumstances."

UNSC Admiral Jason Neero
Jason and his bodyguards enter the hangar arriving at the Jedi's ship. Eager to learn more of their civilization he inqires as to how much longer till they depart. "Sorry for the delay, are we ready to leave?" He waits patiently for news.
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