Negotiations between Starfleet and the Delta Alliance

[Vorak]

*Admiral Vorak gets up before anyone else can say anything. He walks up to Ardwyad and raises his hand in the Vulcan greeting.*
"Live long and prosper, Mr. Ardwyad. In name of Starfleet, I welcome you on board Deep Space 12."

[Randall Sanchez]

*Sanchez holds up his hand to indicate that no harm was done.*
"Chief Ardwyad, don't reproach him on my behalf, he only acts with the best interests of your species. And I understand that traditions and systems are different for every species, so I'm willing to listen to what you want to explain me about your gods."

[Ardwyad]

*Looks up confused.*
"Uhm... yes, senator, right away."
*Then he turns to admiral Vorak.*
"Admiral, it appears that some more visitors have come our way to join these negotiations. An important senator, and a Talonion representative. But I must say one thing, Talonions are not quite... humanoids like we are. The senator has requested you to grant the A.S.C. Zentara permission to dock on the station."

[Comm One]

*The massive metallic body of Comm One, Ardwyad's second in command Droid, turns to his Chief of Command.*
"Would that be wise? That will bring the ship deeper into the Delta Quadrant. We must request permission of the High Queen first."

[Ragolis]

*Stands up and coughs*

"May I make a suggestion, it would be very usefull to exchange medical information between our species. I would be delighted to know more about the species from the Alpah Quadrant and I think you would be interested in the physiology of the Naederians or Traquel, they are most remarkable http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>"

[Ardwyad]

*Looks at Sanchez as he gets up.*
"Indeed... I did not know. I could never have hoped that such great honour would befall me one day, and then almost without knowing it..."
*Glances at the High Queen.*
"You brought a bottle too, Majesty? Well, that makes two..."
*Looks around at the surprised faces of all the people present in the embassy.*
"There is yet one more thing to do, before we can seal the successful negotiations!"
*Suddenly, he puts a bottle of a strange shape, in the middle of the table.*
"This bottle, dear Starfleet members, is for you! No pact can be sealed without a bottle of Razanis, a strong alcoholic drink native to the Delta Alliance. To seal this pact according to our native traditions, we need sea salt..."
*He puts a little box with sea salt native to the Naederian homeworld, in the middle of the table.*
"And a glass for each person present, of course."

(Edited by Ardwyad at 10:26 pm on Dec. 28, 2003)

[Randall Sanchez]

OFF: now it's your turn, Reeves. Drink :P and Dalon comes next :P

[Ardwyad]

>-< Ardwyad to VA1 >-<
An energy emission moving with speed at this station, you say? Well, I'd say... have fun with it. You and Proctor are more than capable of handling such a minor threath, and it'll keep you both busy. I will return to the ship as soon as our negotiations are finished here.
>-< Ardwyad out >-<

[Randall Sanchez]

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(Edited by Randall Sanchez at 11:34 pm on Jan. 3, 2004)

[Vorak]

*Vorak eyes Karelia, and then looks, slightly nervous, at Ardwyad and the High Queen.*
"If you will excuse Mr. Karelia for not completing his part. Humans physiology is not as... strong, compared to my Vulcan physiology. Allow me to complete it for him."
*He eats the salt, and then pours the Razanis in his glass and calmly drinks it. Then, obviously unaffected by the drink, he turns to the High Queen on his left, who's turn was next, and puts salt in her hand.*
"The salt, for the bitterness of life."
*While the High Queen eats the salt, he fills her glass with the Razanis.*
"The Razanis, to rejoice the soul."
*The he hands the glass to the High Queen.*
"I am the past and the future. And the future commands. Be my friend for the present."
*Then he looks around at everyone, who was apparently looking at him and wondering how come he had no effect from the Razanis.*
"As I said, Vulcan physiology is quite strong enough to... to... Chaaaaaa'guuuuu vakeeeeeee RANOGGGGG!"
*Suddenly, Vorak begins to sing the Klingon Opera music along very loud.*
"Nurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrragakkkk!!!!!! Konogokaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"
*Then he faints and falls down on the floor.*

[Will Karelia]

"Yes, Admiral, I assume that would be best. However, I intend to send the ships one at a time, or else DS12 will be left with no defence should the Coalition return."

[Vorak]

*Flag Admiral Vorak enters the embassy office with Sanchez and Dalon.*
"Computer, lights."
*Instantly, the computer obeys and the room is illuminated. The chairs were not set neatly in order, and some things had fallen on the floor, but beside that, the room was in good order to have important negotiations be held.*
"Very well, it will take only a moment to put the office in good order. Clearly, the Romulans have not even attempted to enter this room. After all, they are not a very diplomatic people. The only reason the office is slightly out of order, is because the station must have sustained some shocks during the battle."
*Vorak rearranges some things, and motiones to Sanchez and Dalon.*
"Please do sit down."

[Ardwyad]

*The blue-skinned Nigillian Chief of Command of the ASC Revox walks into the Embassy office, holding some strangely shaped bottle in his hand, and curiously looking around. He is accompanied by three of his officers, another blue-skinned Nigillian, a Naederian who is apparently a medic, and some impressive droid. Ardwyad redirects his attention to the people in front of him: captain Sanchez, commander Brooks, admirals Vorak and Karelia, and the ambassador.*
"Good greetings to you all. I am honoured to be welcomed by so many. As you already know, I am Ardwyad, Chief of Command of the A.S.C. Revox. This is Comm One, my sub-chief."
*He points at the droid who then steps forward.*
"And this is Dhante Tehoral, and our professional Naederian medic Ragolis."

(Edited by Ardwyad at 5:45 pm on Dec. 17, 2003)

[Ardwyad]

"Ah... very well."
*Glances at Ragolis once more as to make sure he's sitting down and intends to remain so, and then looks back at Sanchez.*
"First, captain Sanchez, you must be aware how sacred the Quantum Singularity Network is. It is the home of our gods, and nobody may tresspass their territory without risking their wrath. And that is what you did, captain. You took your ship inside the QSN and because of that, a second, hostile Romulan starship almost entered too. I understand you were not aware that the QSN is forbidden terrain for mere mortals, which is why I'm telling you now and not killing you instead. But the damage is done, and our people fear the wrath of the gods now. That is why I must ask you an important request, for the good of all... As soon as the negotiations are over, you must come with us to Sordinan, a planet close to the Quantum Singularity Network, where we have built our religious temples in honor of the gods. There you must enter our temples and pray to the gods for them to forgive you. I am aware it may not be according to your traditions, but can I count on you to do this?"

[Kiatya]

The A.S.C Zentara glides on impulse power towards ds12 the location of the current Da UFP Alliance, onboard is the Talonian Representative Tankalan and Senetor Kiatya Executive Aide to the HIgh Queen.

Zentara paging chief of command Ardwyad, *the communicator beeps on Ardwyad's arm*  Sorry we are late, unavoidable delays. Make ready our arrival, and inform *checks database* Admiral Vorak, that I request permission to board and dock.