Ookawa

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Not really. I am semi-dead. Between searching for a flat and writers block for a different roleplay I've been...yeah... dead. And Uni starts soon too.

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The Dominion-Cheonsang Border

Between the two nations, in the vastness of space an unassuming Dominion warship peacefully drifted. It's normally ominous presence seemed miniscule against the backdrop of the universe. A thousand lives that had come here for one singular purpose, The long awaited meeting between Faust's Dominion of man and the ever elusive Cheonsang Kingdom.

Aboard the bridge sat a young female captain, newly appointed at that. She stood up and casually walked to the massive view screen. "No sign of them yet?" she said calmly. From behind her, A much older male made himself known. His looks were chizzled and refined, and possessing a short buzzed hair that had turned a gray color long ago. Furthering his aged feel, a voice that was deep and crackled, the victim of decades of use. "We are a bit early. Be patient my young captain."

Just a few minutes later a small flash of light signalled the arrival of a Cheonsang ship. An Andong-class light carrier had returned to normal space and activated its sublight engines steering towards the Dominion warship. The Pyongwha was rather defenseless compared to the warship brimming with guns, whereas the carrier mostly had anti-fighter capabilities. Not even its current fighter and bomber compliment could seriously threaten the Dominion ship. It was a sign of trust, or at least a try to build some.

On the Pyongwha's bridge, a young, human, diplomat named Myo Yeo Eun stared out of the transparent viewscreen directly at the threatening sillouette of the ship in the distance.
"Open hailing frequencies.", Yeo Eun ordered. She straightened her uniform, which was an armoured version of the royal marines. Princess Mi Ran had called on her for this diplomatic mission, although her fame was more in the "boarding ships and bringing pirates to justice" area, but naturally, when her Princess called, Yeo Eun would naturally serve her.

"This is the Cheon Carrier Pyongwha request permission to come along broadside.", she announced as soon as the comms officer signalled her that channel was open.

There were a few moments of awkward silence which to some, would feel like a life time. All of the sudden, the Dominion ship roared to life and approached the Carrier. Active sensors bathed the Cheon ship, searching for any sign of a threat. Seemingly satisfied, the massive vessel halted uncomfortably close to the Pyongwha It's long shadow nearly covering the entirety of it. An older male voice rang out, "Greetings." was the simple reply.

"My name is colonel Von Straun of the Dominion. I am very pleased to finally meet you. We will broadcast docking proceedures now, unless you would feel more comfortable meeting aboard your vessel." His words and tones were polite and warm, something that the Dominion never seemed to represent.

"I am Myo Yeo Eun, Captain of the Royal Marines and assigned diplomat for this mission. Princess Mi Ran thought your nation would appreciate a soldier as a diplomat." She paused for a minuted to whisk some strands of hair that had fallen into her face to the side. Even though she was a soldier, she still wore a bit more of longer haircut, down to her jaw, than was usual for marines.

"I believe, since we are in Dominion space, it would only be appropriate for me to join you on your ship. For that matter, I have always wanted to see a Dominion ship from the inside." She smiled.

Her wish was easily granted as the Captain was graciously permitted aboard Von Strauns' vessel. Long, Wide halls made up the interior, and interior that seemed gilded and vain. Regardless of these facts, it was still a magnificent sight to anyone accustomed to the cramped vessels of most nations.

Myo Yeo Eun was led through the ship to grandeuos room, lined with flags and patriotic symbols. It was if the ship was full of itself, and at the head of this room was a massive table with many decorative chairs. And in the middle stood a lone man armed only with a smile. "My friend from the Cheonsang. I am pelased to meet you but." he paused and looked past her, "I was under the assumption that your emmisaries travelled in threes'." He shook his head a bit, "Pardon my wording. I would invite you to dine with me here." He said, motioning towards a Chair that sat infront of his own.

Yeo Eun graciously accepted the seat offered to her. "Thank you for the offer. I would gladly accept. And yes, you are correct. Usually our diplomatic corps consist of three people. A human, a Tatara and a Nyali. But due to your country's... unique disposition, Princess Mi Ran suggested to only send a human, a strong human at that. I hope you appreciate the special treatment." Myo smiled and tilted her head, her fiery red eyes piercing into Von Straun.

Von Straun smiled as the two sat. "I am humbled by your nations... thoughtful attempts at making this meeting comfortable. I will admit, I was rather looking forward to meeting what Faust did sometimes refer to as 'modified' humans." He snickered, "Such a term seems so demeaning, wouldn't you agree?" With a simple hand gesture, a male approached to take any meal requests. Von Straun nodded and looked to Yeo Eun, "Might I recommend the 'fried chicken' ?"

"Sure, let's go with that", Myo replied smiling and nodding towards the supposed waiter. Then she turned back to Von Straun. "If you wish, I can ask two of my best officers to join us. Gunnery Officer Han, a Tatara, and Fighter Ace Yi, a Nyali. They can give you a personal account on whether it is demeaning to them or not." She pulled out a datapad and let it skid over the table towards Von Straun. "This research data literally came out last week. It is the most influential paper to ever be published. It proves that both Nyali and Tatara have at least 85-90% human DNA, which means... they are our relatives, lost in space. Interesting, is it not? Especially when you think about that both races are single gendered and they can reproduce anyway."
She leaned forward a bit, interested in Von Straun's reaction.

He didn't give much of reaction at first, aside from a mildly piqued brow. After a few moments of silence he nodded, "Well. Your comrades are more than welcome. However, inviting them is up to you." He smiled, "And this Paper is most intriguing. Perhaps a copy sent to my capitol might persuade certain officials to cast aside doubt as to if members of your nation are indeed human."

"I can make it available to you, of course. And I would never invite somebody without your consent. But seeing as you gave such, I will invite both over later. For now, let us get to what I actually came here for." She straightened her back to tickle out any kind of strength in her looks that was available.

"I would llike to propose a Non-Aggression Pact between our two countries. The hordes past our eastern border grow restless and seem to be moving. We simply cannot deal with them and protect the border with the Dominion at the same time. We don't have the number of forces you do. In exchange for you promising not to invade our territory, we will assure you to take no side in the wars to come. We certainly have noticed the worsening tensions in the former imperial territories, but we wish having nothing to do with that.
Despite that, we have aquired a guarantee of our independance from our new friends in Musashi. We are fairly aware of your alliance with Musashi and you surely don't wish to sabotage that." Myo Yeo Eun grinned smugly.

Von Straun clasped his hands over his mouth and stared directly into Myo Yeo Eun's eyes, "Not participating in any wars to come? Hmmm.." he said plainly. "I do wish you to understand that any non aggression treaty is only between our two nations. Your guarantee of independence from Musashi makes little to no difference for many other nations, Including the Dominion." He paused and took a chance to clear his throat. "Let me make a proposition to you miss Myo, Rather than a Non-aggression pact, why don't we discuss a seperate treaty. I'd like to call it a mutual cooperation treaty. It would be set up in a manner that would suit your nation as well as my own."

A swift sip of water was followed by a gentle smile, "This pact will apply technically to the Horde. If you supply weapons or even basic materials during any conflict involving the barbarian Horde, I can likely arrange a similar pact to what you have with Musashi. Even more so,We would more than likely come to your nations aid, should the horde come knocking at your door."

"What do you get out of this deal?" Myo Yeo Eun tilted her head. "As far as I can see, this seems only advantageous for us, not for you?" She reached her hand into her hair and combed through it. "And there is another issue, not as big, with this deal. In my nation any deal with your nation might be seen unfavourable. Not that this would have to stop any deal we make, just a general information for you." She put an plast-armour clad onto the table a bit heavily while still trying to smile a little.

Von Straun gave a puzzled look, "If a 'deal with my nation' is to be seen unfavorable. Might I ask why you would even bother contacting the dominion to make.. a 'deal' with us?"

"Ah. I see your confusion." Myo took off her gloves and neatly stacked them on top of each other.

There was a moment of silence before Von Strauns confused look turned back to a smile, "Any way I suppose, The advantage was In the form of material donated in case of said conflict. You get your protection, you supply us with weapons, or ships, or even just basic building material. Our factories could always use more if a war were to break out. I appologize if I wasn't clearer about that before hand. It seems we are both destined for.." He drew a mild smug look for a moment, "Confusion."

Myo nodded. "I see the point you are trying to make, so let me try to get mine across." She cleared her throat. "As stated before, we want to declare neutrality in any war concerning the core Imperium. That would include a seemingly inevitable war between the Dominion and the Remnant. However, if we were to start supplying you, I fear the Remnant leadership would consider our declaration of neutrality void, as we are clearly supporting your side. Is your confusion cleared up now? If we were to assist you, we would risk an invasion from the empires allied with the Remnant." She shrugged. "I mean, we could make the deal, but we'd have to offer the same deal to the Remnant, to stay neutral, if you understand me now?"

"Perhaps that deal should be offered to the Remnant too then." he said plainly. "You see, When the Horde arrives, no one will be neutral and even your nation will become a battlefield. My nation cannot sit idly by as yet another front is opened in the form of what used to be Cheonsang." He took a sip of water. "Might I be so bold as to ask, would Cheonsang supplying any nation with tools, tools that would be made to help defend Cheonsang, be seen as an act of war? or merely as assistance in helping one to survive."

"We harbour even fewer sympathies for the Remnant and so far, the Remnant has more or less ignored our mere existance. We're not sure, what our diplomatic status is with them." She then tilted her head with a questioning look. "What do you mean? Our people, or other countries?"

"Perhaps my wording was a little brought on by emotion." Von Straun said softly. He perked up and smiled, conveying a more professional tone, "I suppose my intent was to say, Cheonsang would not be viewed by any outside nation as taking sides." He nodded, "Taking sides when it comes to your defense against the horde. Even Uther could respect that as if you were to create a similar pact with him. I'd like to believe he would honor it."

Von Straun took another sip from his water as food was brought to the table, "An old recipe, Fried chicken. Please, help yourself." He said, reaching for a small piece of his own. "I can assure you that any materials that would be presented to the Dominion would only reciprocate into furthering the defense of your own nation. No Cheonsang weapon will be used in any theatre of war, aside from any the Horde brings to your doorstep." There was a pause as he took a meager bite. He then rose his eyebrows in what seemed to be delight. "I have always enjoyed historical foods like this."

Myo Yeo Eun took a bite of the chicken. "So far, this sounds good to me. One thing I might want, though. If possible, I'd suggest the establishment of a neutral zone between our countries with a cooperatively run trading hub for all the trade goods to run through. If there is a war happening between your country and the Remnant, I believe my government will ask that no ship that has not been registered be allowed into our borders." She bit into the chicken again and chewed it. "I feel that is understandable, no? We don't want your wars be carried out on our territory."

Von Straun nodded, "In the spirit of nuetrality, I believe it would be far wiser to keep the already well-drawn borders, as-is. If you wish your nation to continue under the radar, the less drastic changes you make is better. If you start making major changes like new enforced borders, it might draw other nations to conclude we are at odds, making some others feel obligated to push into your affairs and create unwanted tension. And at times, Drama."

He took a sip of water. "I believe keeping things as-is would be the wiesest course of action and the Dominion would only come at your nations request, should the horde, and horde alone invade."

"That sounds..." She stopped for a moment. "Reasonable, I guess... We want nothing more than to live our lives in peace, as long as possible, despite what the more militant members of our navy might say." Carefully she took another bite of the chicken. "This is quite good.", she said pointing down at her almost finished plate.

Dabbing her mouth with a napkin she straightened herself out again.
"I don't think I have anything else to add here. This treaty seems acceptable to me. I will inform my staff to formulate this into a signable treaty and then we will be on our way." Myo Yeo Eun smiled. "We have a coronation ceremony to attend to when we return and my crew and I are certainly looking forward to it."

"No, I believe we have come to a conclusion that both our respective governments would want." He smiled and stood up, "I am looking forward to working with you again some day."

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MAP UPDATE

@Isotope

Wow... I am so tiny... so tiny that I don't even have a number anymore!

Wings Askew

I am sorry for my continued absence, but I am quite busy, especially mentally, with my personal future, like getting my new life in Uni figured out. I still have no home to stay in starting october, so... yeah...
I'm sorry for all the delays.

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(Collab @PyroDash888 @Darkspleen)

The Imperial Palace, Bushu, Musashi System, The Musashi Empire

The diplomatic party from Cheongsang had, upon arrival at the Imperial Palace, been led through a seeming maze of hallways and corridors till they reached what their escort had told them was a holo-room. The holo-room was supposedly a fairly small sized room located in the heart of the palace, but once inside the diplomatic party was greeted not by a small circular room but a forest of cherry blossom trees that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Directly in front of them stood a woman dressed in a dark purple hanfu. Her back was too them as they entered. The woman slowly turned to look at her guests, revealing the mask she wore, as she said “I hear that you have arrived from a far away country. On behalf of the Empire of Musashi allow me to welcome you. I am Yamamoto Saeko, second princess of the Empire.”

The man who was in the lead of the delegation bowed and flashed a friendly and honest smile.
“You honour us with your presence, princess. I am Yang Ji Han, first royal diplomat of the Cheonsang Kingdom. My companions here are Sang Na Mi”, he pointed at the cream scaled Tatara, “and Yeo Ae Ri” he motioned to the Nyali who was proudly presenting her green plumage.

After both had bowed as well, Ji Han continued: “Let me cut right to the chase, princess. I come to you in dire times for our country. Our entire nation is shocked over the Dominion’s conquest of Earth. When we left our capital, there were protests everywhere, in every major city on every planet condemning that conquest.” He paused to take a breath and waved his arm making clear for one of his companions to continue for him.

The Tatara Sang Na Mi took it upon herself to do so. “Ah, we have not come here to complain to you about that conquest. Earth is simply a planet most of our citizens adore as the symbol of our culture. No, the reason why we come to you now is a lot more dire and threatening to our very existence and, for non-humans, like me and Ae Ri, our life.” From her head, a cloth covering her head tumbled to the ground revealing her two horns and her white hair.

“Our navy might be strong and powerful, but we cannot dream of measuring up against the power of the Dominion, which we believe is plotting to invade us and, once again, throw our peaceful nation into chaos and death.” Once more, Na Mi bowed and took a step back, her face clearly distorted with worry and a little bit of sorrow.

Saeko quietly listened to the three diplomats from Cheonsang, her eyes lingering on Sang Na Mi and Yeo Ae Ri. When they had finished speaking she remained silent for a moment, taking in what they had said. She could follow what they had said to its logical conclusion, but decided it would be for the best to not jump to conclusions.

“And what would you have Musashi do Yang-dono?” She simply asked. She shifted her gaze to Na Mi, her eyes roaming over the Tatara’s exotic, as far as Saeko was concerned, features. “Are you asking us to fight a war for you?” She now shifted her gaze to Yeo Ae Ri “Or are you asking Musashi to intervene diplomatically?” Now she faced Yang again. “Or is there something else you desire?”

This time, Yeo Ae Ri spoke up. “Ah, of course we would not dare ask of you to declare a war, jeoha. We know that you have signed a defensive pact with the Dominion and a war would violate that treaty, naturally. We merely wish for your nation to assure our independence. In return”, a slight smirk formed on the corners of her mouth, “we might be able to assist your… crusade that you are preparing at the moment. You shouldn’t really be surprised that we know this, it is quite obvious for people from a country that has been constantly preparing for war for about twenty years now.”

“Is that so?” Saeko seemed to ponder what Yeo had said, though given that her face was hidden from view it was hard to tell what she might be thinking. After a moment she said “I am interested in what sort of aid you would be willing to provide Yeo-dono.” She shifted her gaze to Sang. “And I must confess that I am even more interested in your species. Are you two really not humans? Despite some of your… features you two look distinctly human.” Her tone possessed not a hint of disgust as she spoke. She took a few steps towards Sang and leaned towards her slightly to peer at her wings. After a moment she looked down at Sang’s clothes. “If I am not mistaken Sang-dono,” She said, “your clothes looks somewhat similar to the traditional clothing of ancient Korea.”

Sang Na Mi chuckled and spread out her wings to allow the princess to take a better, closer look. “You are not all too wrong to assume such. Our scientists are currently hard at work going after a hypothesis where both of our races are related to bronze age, or earlier, humans. It has not been proven yet, but it seems highly likely that we are related to each other.
And concerning the clothing. Yes, they are a modified version of traditional Korean clothing. Although we do not wear it all the time, we do wear this form of it for formal occasions such as this or national celebrations.”

Yang Ji Han smiled at the young diplomat’s exchange. He was a veteran of his craft, but for his two companions, this was the first official diplomatic trip and he was quite happy about their performance so far.
“Jeoha, we would be able to afford transferring the First Fleet to your space, however, our warp drives are very slow, so I propose something, so far, only we have been able to use, which would also prove invaluable for bilateral trade. A hyperspace gate that connects to our capital, Silla. We will provide the blueprints for your engineers to fabricate it and our side is already standing. How does this sound?” He pulled out a datapad and holo-projected said blueprint above the device.

Saeko glanced at the blueprint but for a second before locking her eyes onto Yeo’s green plumage. “I understand.” She stated. “You wish to establish a highway of sorts between our two countries. And are willing to aid us in our own upcoming war. I am… intrigued by your proposal.” At last she shifted her attention back to Yang and the blueprint he was displaying.

“We may be able to work out a trade deal,” Saeko continued, “but that would have to be negotiated at a later date. Hmmm….. At the very least I can offer you some territory by the Imperial palace in which you can establish a permanent embassy.”

Saeko’s eyes were inevitably drawn back to Sang’s wings. For a moment she tilted her chin up, revealing some bruising on her neck, but they were only visible for a moment. “Where exactly is your homeland?”

“I thank you for that.” Yang bowed before Sang Na Mi took it upon herself to answer the princess’ question. She reached into a pouch she was carrying on the belt and took out an old fashioned paper map, rolled it out in front of herself and pointed at a tiny yellow area almost completely enveloped by the Dominion.
“This is the Cheonsang Kingdom, the Heavenly Kingdom, our home. We only have a tiny area, but we have a lot of resources. A lot, a lot of resources. We have three beautiful nebulae, who are our goddesses for saving us when the Imperium annexed us. As such, we love our homeland and would give everything to keep it intact.”

It took Saeko just a moment to realize the possible importance of Cheonsang’s position. “I believe I can understand some of your… concern given your homelands location” Saeko said. “If you are willing to grant Musashi armed forces and civilian merchants transit rights from your… gate to Dominion space I will ensure that Musashi guarantee your country’s independence. Would that be acceptable to your… pardon me for asking, but what is the title of your country’s ruler?”

“This is more than acceptable, this is absolutely perfect, for both of us.” Yeo was positively gleaming when exclaiming this and her eyes were shining with joy. For her it meant, her family would be able to live in peace and safely without having to worry about the threat of genocidal extinction. “Ah, our country is a Triarchy. The King, the Queen and the heir, our beloved and ever popular princess Mi Ran; All three rule with the same amount of power and say in governmental matters and important actions have to be decided upon by all three unanimously.”

“Here my uncle, the Emperor, rules alone” Saeko commented. “Although his daughter, my brother, and I have been increasingly helping him with the administration of the Imperial government.” She paused for a moment, something seemingly occurred to her. “Your journey here certainly must have been a long one, especially if your warp drives are slow. You must be exhausted from your travels. If you’d like I offer you three some rooms to stay in here in the Imperial palace until the construction of your embassy is completed.”

Ji Han cast a questioning glance to his partners who both nodded acknowledgingly. “We would be honoured to be your guests. And we might be able to guide your engineers in their quest to build our connecting gate as well. Otherwise it will be quite difficult for our fleet to get here, I figure.”

“I am certain that can be arranged.” Saeko said. She looked at each of the Cheonsang diplomats in turn before stating “I must be honest, the dynamics of your relationship with each other eludes me. Which one of you is the superior?”

“That, jeoha, would be me.” Yang Ji Han exclaimed smiling. “I am fairly experienced in diplomatic matters, whereas for the two ladies, this is their first actual diplomatic mission. They are performing marvelously for that fact, are they not?”

With a graceful and playful bow Yeo Ae Ri replied. “For all intents and purposes Yang Ji Han-nim is our teacher. However, when you spend two months on a cramped ship with two other people, you do tend to grow closer… especially when you have to share a bathroom and sleeping quarters. Or you start to hate each other… which luckily never happened. Na Mi and I, though, were friends already back in school, but we still got to know about each other more than we thought we would.” Meanwhile, Sang Na Mi buried her face in her clawed hand with a slight red tinge colouring her cheeks. “Yeah… more or less...”, she muttered.

“Your students are performing excellently Yang-dono” Saeko said after letting out a laugh. “Though I suspect you’ll be stuck with them for a bit longer.” She sounded genuinely amused by Sang and Yeo’s interaction. “Your ship must have been quite small if you were sharing sleeping quarters. That will not be an issue here. You each will be given your own room to stay in, unless you wish to share accommodations.” She paused for a moment. “Is such… proximity the norm in Cheonsang?”

All three bowed politely once more. “We thank you a lot for this.”, Yang said while his head was down. After their heads were upright again, Na Mi giggled a bit. “No, no. Not everywhere. There are groups who practice a very tight bonding of communities and apparently both the Tatara and the Nyali once lived in such close communities more often, which would explain why we can adjust to it quite well. However, in our normal lives, we live like humans do and the humans in Cheonsang live pretty similar to your people.”
“And the palace is pretty empty most of the time and feels inhumanly big, so it was a nice change for a while.”, Ae Ri jumped in. “Also…”, she tilted her head curiously. “If I am allowed to ask, jeoha, is there a certain reason why you are wearing that mask? If I am out of place to ask such, please reprimand me…”

“Oh course not Yeo-dono” Saeko said. She reached up and tapped her mask with a single finger. “We are very… particular about our social hierarchy here.” She said. “And it would not do to show one’s face to a member of a lower class.” She paused for a moment before adding “A soldier is not obligated to show his face to a commoner, just as a noble need not reveal his face to a soldier. And I, being a member of the Imperial family, need not reveal my face to members of the aristocracy. I hope that sufficiently answers your question.”

Sang put a claw onto Ae Ri’s head to sort of tell her that her question was not something a diplomat should ask. But she still responded to the princess. “In the past, we used to have such a strong system of social statuses. But around the time when we managed to reestablish ourselves in our homesystems after we managed to push the falling Imperium out, our reigning royal family thought, such a rigid social system was not necessary anymore.
So we phased it out. We still have a system of high respect amongst each other, though, such as calling somebody you esteem to be socially higher than you ‘nim’, like I do with Yang Ji Han-nim, instead of ‘ssi’, which I did call Ae Ri before we were friends. There are also some more things, but they are more or less formality between citizens of our country and not relevant to any foreigners wanting to visit.” Na Mi smiled again as she, a little bit upset, glared Ae Ri right into the eyes, who flinched and returned an apologetic look, before glancing up to the princess again, pretty much grinning now.

“That is… interesting” Saeko allowed. “I would be most interested in hearing more about your homeland, but I am afraid that I have some duties I must attend to soon. Hmmm…. If you would like I could have some local clothing procured for you. A gift from me to each of you.”

“That won’t be necessary. We appreciate your offer, though, jeoha. We are thankful for the deal we made. Our country and Yeo Ae Ri and Sang Na Mi’s races owe their survival to you” Yang Ji Han bowed one final time before his two companions did the same thing. Then all three were led outside and to their rooms.

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Cheonsang Kingdom, Baekje, Royal Palace

“Jeonha, I recommend a diplomatic mission to the Dominion. We must make them feel like they need us.”
“I agree, jeonha.”
King Seo Tae Sun massaged his temples. He was in the uncomfortable position of leading the crisis committee that had been convened in the reaction to the Dominion’s conquest of Earth. Sitting with the governors of the Kingdom had been a tiresome procedure for him all his life and it wouldn’t be easier for his daughter in the future. Right now, though, she had the task of making sure that Admiral Tae had all the necessary supplies she would need to efficiently defend the border.

“I think we should secure alliances first before we deal with the Dominion”, the governor of the Silla province pronounced breaking the silence. “With that in our hand, we might have some leverage against the dominion.”
“He has a point.”, a couple of governors murmured in agreement including the one of Jin, one of the provinces caught in between the two Dominion borders, which was highly unusual since they, naturally, were known for their fear of the Dominion and would support anything to keep the fiend off their borders.

A little bit of prattle was going on between the sector’s representatives when King Seo raised himself out of the chair he was sitting on and, under the eyes of everybody watching slowly marched towards the map of the known empires that was on the table and put down his finger onto a coloured blob that represented a nation.

“There. The governor of Silla is right. We can’t afford trying to deal with the Dominion without any backup. Now, if we can get a deal with Musashi we’d have one of the biggest navies in the galaxy on our side… and!” The King lifted his finger in the air. “Musashi has very recently signed a defensive pact with the Dominion. If we can shove ourselves in between that, we might be able to secure the status quo.”

With a smile on their faces, the governors of Silla and Jin nodded while others called the King a genius. Seo Tae Sun was used to that kind of sucking up to him and didn’t even acknowledge the career politicians who did so. His opinion on these… creatures was already well known in the Kingdom and even his daughter caught on to it and seemed to continue his “tradition” of hating the slimy politicians. But he could not do without them.

King Seo motioned for the governors to rise. “I thank you all for your advice, now, however, I ask you to return to your posts and make sure your sectors remain peaceful. Yang Ji Han’s mission will fail if we don’t assure him that he has the popular support and maintain that support, good day, gentlemen.”

After King Seo Tae Sun delivered his final statement, he left through the door to the palace grounds to seek out his wife, who was with head diplomat Yang Ji Han and his crew.

CWS Pyeong-on, Somewhere in Remnant Space, 2 Months from Cheonsang Borders, 1 Month until arrival at Musashi

“Ae Ri! Could you shower faster! You don’t need to preen every single one of your feathers!” A young Tatara called out through the hallway of the Pyeong-on. It was a tiny ship, just barely enough room for the three people currently living in it. One bathroom, one bathtub, one bedroom and two beds, which prompted the two girls to sleep in the same bed.

The young, just barely eighteen, Tatara was called Sang Na Mi and she was currently complaining about her bedmate and companion, Yeo Ae Ri, a Nyali of the same age.
Right now, the latter was using said only bathtub in the entire spacecraft.

It was an arduous task, this mission to Musashi, especially in such cramped conditions. But all three, including their teacher and lead diplomat on this mission, Yang Ji Han, had gotten to know each other quite well during that time and now greatly appreciated each other’s presence… even if Ae Ri was hogging the shower all the time.

Soon they would arrive in Musashi’s space and then they three would be responsible for Cheonsang’s survival or demise.

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Very nice.

So what's that large chunk of space on my left, between me and the Dominion?

@Chinese Jotunn

-Unaffiliated/Minor Nations space added above PD888 due to lore reasons.

@Isotope

^That.
Basically Not owned by anybody in particular.

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Well for one, I haven't seen that message, because I'm in China, where I have been both too busy, and without internet. Your logic also makes no sense to me, given that this is a text-based RP, and not a storage closet.

But anyway, please and thank you. I'm not picky about my map location, but it would probably make sense if you added me so I border the Dominion of Man and the Second Imperium, since my forces are in both locations.

@Chinese Jotunn

Pd, if jotuun gets that wish if touching both dom and second.. Your surrounded!

Also, jotuun. I will not respond until you are fully back.

@Monkeypants

Alrighty. This has been fun. I'm outta here... bye bye.

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Gosh you guys. So violent ;-;
I am definitely going to be the anchor of Peace and humanity, in a philosophical meaning, of the Galaxy.

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So... by pure coincidence, I actually managed to gather the exact song right for that moment. Arirang is used to convey the feeling of "han", the collective feeling of oppression and isolation in the face of overwhelming odds.
Arirang describes hard times and is a connecting bond between Koreans all over the world...
So yeah... in a happy accident, I picked the perfect song that my people would express and sing at such a moment.