Session 8 2

Abraham: The room is brightly lit with a long table made of burnished metal. This is not a room for socializing in or for spending time with one's family. This is a room for getting work done. A long table dominates the room, with a communication console at each seat. Once all the participants of the first council are seated, Abraham opens the first council. "Today we are here to air and resolve any grievances we have between each other, work together for the good of all, and not stain the nice clean floor with each other's blood and I am speaking to everyone on that last point not just the ones who know I'm talking to them. Some of you have never met, so I think a round of introductions are in order. I am Admiral Abraham Bounty and I will be representing the Confederated Naval Fleet at these meetings."
Zinda Tegram leans back in her chair and stretches out. How dictatorial.
Zinda Tegram: "I am queen Zinda Tegram of Oldziey. Lord Roseblood has passed away recently, and so I now control the Kingdom of Unending Harvest. I am pleased to meet you all."
[OOC] Metis: I don't think Spyboy and I are there as delegates, so would we be expected to introduce ourselves? "I am Metis, Queen of the Undying, Ruler of the Machine Intellects, Herald of the Time of Computation…"
[OOC] Abraham: "The rest of the council nods in sync and says "We are Wenser."
[OOC] Abraham: No you're not delegates, but you should explain the role you are playing in the meeting. I envision Metis is probably present to record the meeting for history and future MST3King.
The rest of the delegates are indeed apparently looking to Spyboy and Metis to introduce themselves and explain why they are at the table, given the seating order.
Zinda Tegram: "My daughter Metis will also be present to record our…chat. I hope you all understand. Metis, take a bow dear."
[OOC] WC GM: Would Heggy be present? If so, she too needs to introduce herself.
[OOC] Metis: …so Metis is the chat-log?
[OOC] Spyboy Pearson: I was gonna, but then I forgot her full name for a second. =p
[OOC] Abraham: And dice-bot.
[OOC] Spyboy Pearson: Want her as the Lago delegate, or no?
[OOC] WC GM: …she's on your character sheet. :P
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Metis is, indeed, the chat log.
[OOC] Spyboy Pearson: I know. Also I remembered before I had to pull it up. Lago delegate?
[OOC] Metis: I am strangely comfortable with that.
[OOC] WC GM: Would Abraham accept Heggy as the Lago delegate?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Would the Lago accept Heggy as the delegate?
[OOC] Abraham: I would. Would the Lagos?
[OOC] Spyboy Pearson: She's Integrated. If they have something to offer, she'll hear it.
[OOC] WC GM: They would.
Heggy: "I am Lieutenant Helvetica Gertrude Francesti Janictam. I represent the interests of the Lagos. With me is Lieutenant Michael Pearson, to ensure security during the meeting."
Spyboy Pearson nods.
Zinda Tegram chuckles at the idea that Spyboy is the security.
Vristafoon stands up, dressed all in elaborate lace and veils that sufficiently conceal vital spots, and takes an elaborate bow. "I am Vristafoon Thanes, mayor of Amaal and…delegated to speak for the residents of Salaam as well."
Next in line is a familiar lago, his grease-stained work uniform standing in marked contrast. He stands up, nervously putting a hand behind his head. "So, aheh, call me Raz. Recently promoted head of the Armstrong shipyard."
Beyond that is what could be Metis's plant-twin. It stands up and curtsies. "Speak-er."
Finally there is a more normal, almost unremarkable fellow, his short stature and cold demeanor screaming "bureaucrat" , who is openly eyeing the more exotic participants. "I am Governor Smith of Sommers."
And last, a trio of disembodied voices. "Kali here," known only to the party to be transmitting from Zinda's location. "Dakka, reading you loud and clear," likewise known only to the party to be one of his crew, the rest hidden. "Wenser. I do appreciate the…reasons we do not wish to have all the Admirals in the same room at the same time." Wenser's location is not immediately known to the party.
With all in the room having been introduced, most eyes look to Abraham.
Zinda Tegram taps on the table, expectantly.
Abraham nods to himself. "I believe that is everybody. Normally we would start with finishing up any outstanding business, but as this is the first meeting we'll skip that phase. Now does anyone have any new business to present for consideration?"
Smith stands up immediately. "I do. I wish to protest the inclusion of non-Confederation people…if that is the right word for them…at what is to be a high level summit for Confederation policy!"
[OOC] Abraham: Your plots! Give them to us!
[OOC] Metis: Zinda, this is your chance to formally annex everyone else.
Smith gestures to the Speaker, though his eyes wander the room.
Metis: "Your protest has been noted."
Speaker just smiles, though the smile does not reach its eyes. "Read laws. Product of Confederanation…action? Made by you, so of you. Meanie!"
Thanes nods. "I must concur. If anything, the only even somewhat questionable inclusion here is Miss Tegram, and I believe she can make the case for her presence." He gestures to Zinda. "If you please?"
Zinda Tegram chuckles. "Our Mahavier friend is a sapient who was born in Confed territory, and Confed does nominally control Oldziey. We have as much right to citizenship as you."
Zinda Tegram: "And…"
Zinda Tegram leans forward on the table.
Zinda Tegram: "I'm not entirely sure you yet understand your bargaining position,."
Abraham: "Thank you Metis. As the chair I technically have no vote, merely an opinion and I think this entire council would become a farce without at least one native of this space to lend voice."
Governor Smith stares daggers at Zinda, defying her to continue.
[OOC] WC GM: And I'll just say it: getting a -2 on his Intimidate.
Zinda Tegram: "You want me here, Governor Smith. You just don't know it yet."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Hahaha.
Zinda Tegram smiles at the governor.
Smith: "And why is that?"
Abraham: "However, a protest has been made, and noted. Do I hear a second on that?"
Zinda Tegram leans back. "I will second his protest."
Zinda Tegram grins.
Zinda Tegram: "Oldziey would like to formally request its independence."
[OOC] Abraham: Zinda. Giver of rope to the suicidal since 2012.
Thanes waves his hands. "Now, now! I was not formally PROTESTING your inclusion, just giving you a chance to explain yourself!"
Smith: "And I was only objecting to the non-human-or-integrated…"
Raz snickers.
Zinda Tegram: "Of course. Thank you, Vristafoon, I appreciate the sentiment."
Smith: "…what?"
Zinda Tegram snickers with Raz.
Smith: "I meant, those species not already integrated into the…"
Raz starts doubling over with chuckles.
Smith: "This. Isn't. Funny!"
Zinda Tegram bites her lip.
Abraham keep his face stone. "Order please. Does this mean all the protests have been withdrawn?"
Thanes: "Oh. Oh my. I had heard rumors, but…" He looks to Raz, then Zinda, then Heggy with a curious glance.
Thanes: "No protest on my part to withdraw. The only ones on the table are Smith's and Zinda's, neither of which have yet been seconded."
Speaker: "Not gonna."
Raz: "He…heh heh…cnnnk…y-e-e-ah, not seconding…chheheh…"
Abraham: "Very well, do I hear a second on Smith's proposal?"
Zinda Tegram: "I don't think revoking the Clan's nascent representation is a wise thing to do."
Zinda Tegram: "I will not second your proposal, Governor. I apologize."
Dakka: "While I can appreciate Smith's sentiment, I think I'd be the most likely and even I'm gonna pass. They're right, they're Confederation citizens by default even if there haven't been formal procedures yet."
Zinda Tegram bites her tongue and tries, poorly, to not show her smile.
Abraham: "Zinda, the chair has underestimated your capacity for understatement."
Smith just glares in stony, smoldering silence.
Thanes: "Though I admit, I had expected Metis to second Zinda's request."
Zinda Tegram: "We did not feel as though such a thing would be proper."
Metis: "I am not a delegate, and do not have voting privileges. It is not advantageous."
Thanes: "You are at this table, honey. Still. This is a more serious matter, and I for one would not hear of Oldziey's independence. Not at this time, anyway."
Zinda Tegram: "Why not?"
Zinda Tegram frowns.
Smith: "…fine. Then I'LL second her request."
Zinda Tegram: "…Thank you, Governor."
[OOC] Metis: "I am confident you squishy humans can murder yourselves without me lifting a hand."
Thanes holds a hand to his forehead and sighs.
Thanes: "Now you've done it. We will actually have to debate the notion."
[OOC] Abraham: Just a carefully calibrated lift of your right eyebrow.
Zinda Tegram: "I'm sure we can work something out, Thanes. We all have our burdens."
Zinda Tegram places a hand on her daughter's shoulder.
Thanes: "We are all one at this table, are we not? More than just human, but that was the case since before any of us were born. We are one Confederation, though, however severed from the main."
Thanes: "We will survive together, or flirt ever closer with mutual extinction."
Smith: "Yeah, yeah, you hear of the Border Worlds? Oldziey wants to go, I say good riddance."
Raz and the Speaker look a bit confused.
Abraham: "Quiet please. Queen Zinda, I would request a clarification of your request. You merely request Oldziey's independence from the Confederacy, not from this council, correct?"
Zinda Tegram: "That is correct."
Smith: "This is a CONFEDERATION council. The two are-"
Thanes, Raz, and the Speaker silence him with simultaneous withering glares.
Abraham: "Very different things indeed."
Zinda Tegram: "I agree completely, Thanes, unity of our small cluster of systems is indeed a wise goal. However, given the past history of Confed aggression towards Oldziey natives, and my own duty to represent my system's interests, it would be remiss of me not to make such a request. The institution of the Confederation means me harm, even if this council…"
Zinda Tegram glances at Smith.
Zinda Tegram: "…does not."
Zinda Tegram: "If unity is really our best path, I am certain that this council will pursue it, even given certain…obstacles."
Zinda Tegram looks at Thane and smiles.
Zinda Tegram: "I am sure you understand."
Thanes nods. "While I would greatly prefer political unity, I accept that a lesser but still desirable goal is unity of purpose."
Raz shakes his head. "Yeaaah…unfortunately I'm here to represent Armstrong's people, not just the shipyard, yeah? I'm pretty sure they'd vote no on this."
Zinda Tegram frowns. "I'm not sure political unity needs to be off the table, but I suppose we will get to that."
Smith: "ARE we putting it to a vote? Because if so, I vote no."
Speaker: "Yes."
Zinda Tegram chuckles. "I thought you suggested to let us go, Smith."
Zinda Tegram: "I vote Yes, of course."
Smith: "I just suggested that we at least hear you out."
Zinda Tegram: "I see. Thank you then, Smith."
Thanes: "Hmm. As mentioned, I shall vote no, but please don't take it the wrong way, Zinda."
Zinda Tegram: "Not at all, Governor."
Abraham: "Something I feel must be pointed out Queen Zinda, even if the council decides to honor your request, this council is not the Confederacy. You may need to make this case again later."
Zinda Tegram: "Yes. Thank you, chairman."
Dakka: "Yeah, what Thanes said. Nothin' against you, Zinda, but I'd rather keep you with us. No."
Wenser: "What he said. No."
Kali: "Yes."
Wenser: "…really? I thought you'd be the most adamant in opposing her."
Zinda Tegram: "…"
Kali: "Changed my mind. She's good."
Zinda Tegram: "Thank you, Admiral."
Thanes: "Five to three against." He looks to Heggy.
Zinda Tegram glances at Heggy.
Heggy conducts an informal poll in her head.
The Integrated - those that can be contacted in-system - seem a bit confused at the concept being discussed. Raz did not consult with them, it seems.
Zinda Tegram drums her fingers, waiting for the Integrated's response.
[OOC] Abraham: Oh. I get it. All the Lagos are playing Fallout 4 and not paying attention since that just got released.
[OOC] Spyboy Pearson: Two more days ;.;
[OOC] Abraham: 500 years ago, but localization takes time.
Speaker: "Three more vote." The Speaker points in turn to Heggy, Abraham, and Metis.
Smith: "Metis is a non-voting…"
Spyboy Pearson: "One more vote, once Heggy weighs the interests of her various constituents."
Speaker: "VOTE!" Points at Metis.
Zinda Tegram: "My daughter is a non-voting member, Speaker. Her vote is my vote."
Speaker: "Uh-uh. No just daughter. Represent. Vote."
Zinda Tegram: "…Are you saying you would like my daughter to cast your vote?"
Abraham: "I am the chairman. I do not vote unless there is a tie. Metis is the recorder and thus can not vote as long as she is the recorder. She may however express an opinion or inform the council of relevant facts."
Raz: "…no. No, I think I know what she means. Metis IS a representative."
Raz: "And maybe the best surviving representative."
Thanes: "You don't mean…"
Zinda Tegram frowns.
Raz looks Thanes in the eyes. "I'm not going to ask how you heard."
Metis: "I do not have the interests of this council in mind. It would not be advantageous to cast a vote."
Zinda Tegram: "Are you suggesting we give a vote to *her*?"
Thanes: "I have my sources."
Spyboy Pearson doublechecks neucomm filters.
Raz: "Yes. Yes, that is exactly what is being suggested."
Spyboy Pearson triple and quadruple-checks non-neutrino transmission methods.
Zinda Tegram: "I am uncertain that she represents anybody besides herself."
Abraham: "I believe I see where this is going. Queen Zinda, with your permission I feel we should table the vote for Oldziey's independance and instead consider Speaker's request to award Metis voting status. Is that acceptable to you?"
Zinda Tegram: "Her…constituents ought to be considered to be a part of the Lago body."
Zinda Tegram: "…I am comfortable with that, Chairman."
Zinda Tegram smiles at Raz and Thanes. "Sorry to put you in a bad spot."
Raz looks Zinda in the eyes. "No. Not *those* constituents."
Spyboy Pearson blinks and frowns.
Zinda Tegram: "Wait, are you suggesting…? But then, doesn't Wenser already…"
Smith: "…what are we talking about?"
Zinda Tegram smiles at Smith. "Whether somebody non-human can vote."
Raz: "Admiral Bounty. This is a matter that may be considered classified. Do we have permission to openly discuss it at this council?"
Spyboy Pearson: "This room is as secure as I can make it without some exotic and dangerous means, Admiral."
Zinda Tegram chuckles. "I have nothing against pulling back the veil."
Zinda Tegram: "It's not like she wasn't going to come up anyways."
Zinda Tegram: "What do you say, Thanes?"
Abraham: "One moment. Gentlemen, Ladies. It is very likely that information that is considered classified, by /some/ faction represented here will be revealed during these meetings. This council expects all members to respect that confidentiality outside of these walls. Does everyone agree to this?"
Thanes: "I have heard rumors but I must confess I consider myself noncompetent to make an informed decision."
Thanes: "I have no objection."
Raz: "Of course, Admiral."
Zinda Tegram: "My talents for secrecy are well known."
Smith: "Yeah, yeah, confidential is confidential."
Metis: "My talents for secrecy exceed Zinda's."
Speaker: "Agree to…?" Speaker blinks. "No understand."
Zinda Tegram smiles. "That is true."
Dakka: "Do you even have to ask?"
Abraham fails to comment that a public address system has a superior facility for keeping secrets than Zinda does.
Kali: "We're Admirals. Still bound by duty."
Wenser: "What they said. Uhm…can someone please explain confidentiality to our, ah, Mahavier representative?"
Zinda Tegram passes a pheromone to Speaker that explains, in vague terms, the situation.
Zinda Tegram: "I am now."
Smith: "You are…"
Zinda Tegram glances back to Smith.
Raz: "She is. Ain't just speech that's going on here."
Smith scowls.
Zinda Tegram: "I assure you, Governor, I'm at least as human as you are."
Zinda Tegram: "In your own racist terms, even."
Speaker: "Oh. Okay, yeah, can keep secret."
Raz: "Okay then. So we're clear to discuss why Speaker thinks Metis should vote?"
Abraham: "Very well. Yes, you are cleared."
Zinda Tegram: "…It seems so."
Zinda Tegram: "Smith, a post-singularity AI inhabits the core of Mu Cephei prime."
Zinda Tegram: "I have almost killed it on at least three separate occasions."
Spyboy Pearson: "To be clear, is that who you were referring to, Speaker?"
Spyboy Pearson: "You have tried to kill it on three separate occasions."
[OOC] Abraham: Not…POST…more like concurrent.
Zinda Tegram: "Yes."
Zinda Tegram: "It is difficult."
Speaker: "Yes, that who."
Smith: "what"
Zinda Tegram: "…So, Elles has no constituents. On what principle should they be given a vote?"
Raz: "By mass and volume, Elles *is* the dominant life form - stretching the definition of 'life' - in Mu Cephei."
Raz: "And from what I hear, Metis is the most sane and stable surviving chunk of Elles."
Smith: "what"
Metis: "That conclusion is inexact."
Zinda Tegram: "…This is true, but they're practically separate minds by this point."
Raz: "Which makes Metis a perfect delegate. Ah - 'Elles' is the AI's name, Smith."
Spyboy Pearson: "No, we did manage to salvage the core. We will be needing to reestablish contact to verify her new goals and priorities, of course, but so far she seems much more amicable now that she's not under the older, broken set."
Smith fails to "what" a third time consecutively, just squeaking now.
Zinda Tegram: "And I didn't know we awarded constituency based on mass of the organism in question?"
Zinda Tegram sighs.
Raz shrugs. "Makes as much sense as any other criteria. 'Sides, Elles ain't no lago."
Zinda Tegram: "I don't want her voting until we can confirm she won't prioritize boreholes on Asago."
Zinda Tegram: "Or, god forbid, contacting the Nephilim again."
Raz: "K. Metis, you won't prioritize boreholes on Asago?"
Zinda Tegram: "Sorry Wenser."
Wenser: "It was going to come out."
Zinda Tegram: "Indeed."
Wenser: "But I will not press for a double vote."
Dakka: "WHAT?!?"
Dakka: "You…"
Zinda Tegram: "Those in the know already considered them your constituency anyways, Admiral."
Wenser: "Yes. Me."
Metis: "…any statement I made, to any effect, is inherently non-binding. Given that, asking the question is misunderstanding the capacity for an answer. With the stated caveats, no, I have no interest in physical digging at this time."
Abraham: "Laying aside the question of representation, Metis is a unique being, if not in the entire galaxy than certainly in this council, and may provide valuable insights and perspectives."
Metis: "But I cannot."
Zinda Tegram frowns. "I am nervous about the legitimacy of this council in the public eye if we give Metis a vote."
Thanes: "Yes, but the question on the table is, can she vote? Given what has been revealed I would support that notion. Raz has already seconded Speaker's proposal."
Zinda Tegram: "Oh, Governor Smith?"
Raz: "So we're voting, then? Yes."
Speaker: "Yes."
Heggy: "…Yes."
Smith facedesks. "What. What the hell."
Zinda Tegram: "You want me here. Human interests can often be quite surprising, after all."
Zinda Tegram: "I hope we can have a fine working relationship."
Abraham: "I'm not hearing any new arguments for or against, so now is the time to vote, correct."
Zinda Tegram: "…I abstain."
Smith: "…later. For now. So we have an ACTUAL AI here and a representative thereof?" He looks up at Metis. "Can you prove this?"
Zinda Tegram: "Please do not panic. Metis, remove a part of your sheath, if you please?"
Metis: "That would only prove that I exist within a robotic shell. Which I do. It would not prove my non-biological origin. But if you wish."
Metis runs the back of her hand across her teeth, slicing open the skin sheath to peel back the illusion from the metallic truth.
Smith holds up a hand. "Good enough. If we're letting THEM in…" He gestures to Speaker. "…then I have no objection here. Yes."
Kali: "Yes."
Zinda Tegram: "Please do not disrespect our new citizens from Mahavier. Their current issues are our fault, after all."
Zinda Tegram sighs. "Speaker, thank you."
Dakka: "Hoo, WE. So I guess I'm free to admit I'm a clone army?"
Zinda Tegram: "Yeah."
Smith: "…motion to get thoroughly stone drunk when this is over. Don't second that, that wasn't serious."
Dakka: "Anyway. Yes."
Metis: "But it was noted."
Zinda Tegram: "I'll treat you, Governor."
Zinda Tegram: "We have a lot to talk about."
Wenser: "Surprises surprises. Yes."
Spyboy Pearson: "That you are representing a large group of identical copies of yourself? No, I think we were trying to keep that a secret."
Kali: "Huh. Backups?"
Dakka: "…sounds like you've got some too?"
Spyboy Pearson: "But a far as being nominally human, there's a reason that Admiral Bounty was selected to head this council."
Zinda Tegram: "Kali had an accident recently, but we will probably make some for her soon, yes."
Spyboy Pearson: "As opposed to Admiral Wenser, Admiral Kali, OR Admiral Dakka…"
Wenser: "Ahaha, ahh, sorry Admiral Bounty but I must say you're the only one of us four who DOESN'T have some variant of that practice."
Abraham: "Yes. I am quite dull and plodding, aren't I? No, do not vote on that."
Zinda Tegram chuckles.
Zinda Tegram: "So, back to my system?"
Zinda Tegram: "Heggy, is the Lago vote tallied yet?"
Metis: "Also, noted."
Thanes grins. "Well. In any case, I believe we just need Heggy's vote?"
Zinda Tegram: "And my daughter's, yes."
Thanes shakes his head. "As a matter of protocol and procedure, she can't vote on her own vote."
Zinda Tegram sends pleased-thanking Pheromones to speaker.
Abraham: "However, I feel now is a good time for a brief recess to allow the representatives to…adjust to a new world view. I'm laying down my gavel."
Heggy: "…In the best interests of my constituents, who have refused to tender a final vote…the Lagos vote that Oldziey should be independent."
Thanes: "Ah, ah. First things first. Does Metis get a vote?"
Zinda Tegram: "Thank you, Heggy. I will be pleased to support their initiative as well."
Metis: "I do not want a vote. Nor will I use one."
Zinda Tegram: "Smith, would you like to change your vote?"
Thanes: "You may abstain if you wish, dear, but it seems you were just given one, want it or not."
Zinda Tegram grins at him.
Thanes: "I do believe, your mother's abstention notwithstanding, it is universal that you are a representative of this AI."
Zinda Tegram: "I do not look forward to negotiating with Elles at this table in the future."
Zinda Tegram: "And neither should any of you."
Smith: "Okay, so…if we're back to talking independence…with Heggy's vote…that's five to four against."
Zinda Tegram: "So you're sticking to your guns then, Governor?"
Thanes: "But NOT finalized yet, if Metis has not yet formally abstained."
Zinda Tegram: "…That's true. Metis, should Oldziey be independent?"
Smith: "I vote what my people say. No."
Zinda Tegram: "She will be your system, in time."
Zinda Tegram nods respectfully at Smith.
Wenser: "Actually…I may reconsider…"
Zinda Tegram: "…Oh?"
Wenser: "If we ARE having me as…representative…"
Wenser: "But first. Metis, are you abstaining?"
Metis: "The fate of organics should not be influenced by inorganics. I do not, will not, and can not vote on any proceeding here. I observe."
Zinda Tegram: "I…see. You are your own person, remember."
Wenser: "Fair enough. Well. If I am to vote as a representative, of course they would prefer a more fractured…oh, I should speak politely about it, but I'll give you the truth. As it is, the Nephilim find this sector MUCH easier to deal with than the remaining Confederacy. Or so goes my knowledge of the situation."
Wenser: "And an independent Oldziey may be easier still to deal with. But! I am also an Admiral of the Confederacy. Hmm, conflict of interest…"
Wenser: "I suppose I must abstain. So the vote is four to four."
Zinda Tegram: "A tie, then."
Zinda Tegram leans back in her seat.
Wenser: "If I recall my rules of order, Admiral Bounty, that means the decision is yours."
[OOC] Abraham: Is Wenser married? If not, abstinence is best.
Zinda Tegram: "…We had a deal, Abe."
[OOC] WC GM: To his job, kind of.
Metis: "It is the duty of the chair to break ties."
Abraham: "It is indeed, Metis."
Abraham smiles inwardly as he pretends to debate the merits for and against to himself. After an appropriate delay calculated to be just long enough to make Zinda wonder, "The chair votes in favor of Oldziey independence."
Zinda Tegram exhales.
Zinda Tegram: "It is done, then."
Zinda Tegram checks Thane's reaction.
Thanes smiles and seems just short of applause.
Zinda Tegram smiles back.
Thanes: "And as stated, this is not a council of the Confederacy, but of interests in this sector."
Zinda Tegram: "Well then, I have another proposal but first I think the Lago and Clans would to formalize their governance?"
Zinda Tegram checks any Pheromones coming from the speaker.
There are none. It seems the Speaker was prepared for this, at least.
Speaker: "We! Lay claim to Mahavier, and allll within! We play by Confederacy rules, but under that, what we say go in our system. That include not just planet, but ALL asteroid, comet - all num-num space rock! Star too!"
Thanes blinks. "That…is the usual formality of it…it matters in this case?"
Zinda Tegram: "I second Speaker's request."
Raz: "YOU didn't see them eat up asteroids in Armstrong. Yes, it matters."
Raz: "And I vote in favor. Well. Actually - anyone against? It's a dead system to the rest of us anyway."
Speaker looks around the room. Thanes, Raz, Smith, and the Admirals say nothing further for the moment.
Zinda Tegram: "I think this is a wonderful step forward for the clans. I sincerely hope I must never make war upon the currently ruling clans, as I did upon the volcano lords."
Zinda Tegram: "I would also like to apologize for any lives I ended during my actions there."
Zinda Tegram bows slightly to Speaker.
Speaker shrugs. "No needed. You help!"
Abraham waits a few more seconds to ((account for lag)) let anyone oppose… "Then I believe the motion is carried."
Zinda Tegram: "Thank you."
Speaker: "Yay! Has government!"
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: C-cute…
Speaker fist pumps, though it seems a clumsy and imitated but well-intentioned movement.
Smith: "…do you really intend to eat your star?"
Speaker: "Maaaybe? Someday. Much much space rock to num-num nom first, though."
Zinda Tegram: "The Clans have a rather long-term perspective, Governor Smith."
Raz: "You ever hear of a dyson sphere? I wouldn't be surprised if that's what they wind up with."
Smith: "I guess. So what's this about lago governance?"
Zinda Tegram: "The Chairman and I recently undertook actions that lead to a mass-migration of Lago from Mu Cephei prime. They need to be resettled, and quickly."
Zinda Tegram: "I am sure Heggy and Raz can tell you more. Also, uh, sorry about that government office. And those tanks."
Smith: "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Does this have anything to do with that large rock you pushed through the jump point from Mu Cephei somehow?"
Smith: "I've had my people stay the hell away from it until we get some answers."
Spyboy Pearson: "The surviving dwellers of Mu Cephei Prime are on it. They are in need of sentientarian aid."
Zinda Tegram: "Yes. That is their…craft. Desperate times breed desperate measures, I am sure."
Smith: "Can't they just…move on? Would Mahavier take them?" He looks at the Speaker.
Speaker: "What? N-no way! No eat inhabited space rock! They yucky! Even if delicious! Eat inhabited place bad bad!"
Raz: "As I understand it, moving them out of Sommers the same way they got in is a non-starter."
Zinda Tegram: "Yes. They will need replacement engines, and their craft is not stable for long term voyage."
Smith: "Oh. So…then you want them to resettle on Summer? How many are we talking about?"
Spyboy Pearson: "We don't have access to any captured and repurposed Nephilim wormhole tech here, either."
Zinda Tegram: "…Wenser may be able to provide."
Zinda Tegram: "Though I do not believe we have…spoken about this."
Wenser: "Sorry, my dear, but I believe Thanes is a better source in this case."
Zinda Tegram raises an eyebrow at Thanes.
Spyboy Pearson: "Quite probably."
Thanes: "What are you…oh, right. Wayne's little experiment."
Zinda Tegram: "…Ah, yes, there is that place."
Zinda Tegram: "I almost forgot."
Spyboy Pearson: "Yeah. I'd rather go with mad scientist than TRULY alien nine times out of ten. Well, maybe seven.."
Zinda Tegram: "Wenser, don't pull any stunts like you did last time, alright?"
Thanes: "Well. That MIGHT provide shipment, but we still need a destination."
Zinda Tegram: "I don't know if that was you or those zealots but to be honest I don't entirely care which."
Zinda Tegram: "I don't like getting shot at."
Wenser: "Which time (of many I'll admit) do you refer to?"
Spyboy mutters to himself. "…Could have fooled me…"
Zinda Tegram: "The time you broke my legs. And the hotel laser. And the plague on the station."
Spyboy Pearson: "Had to be the zealots, Eyes. His are much better at infiltration."
Zinda Tegram: "Really, all of them."
Zinda Tegram glances back to Spyboy.
Smith: "Hotel…laser…?"
Spyboy Pearson: "Classified, sir. And…not particularly relevant."
Zinda Tegram: "…There was an illicit station-sized laser battery in Mu Cephei until recently."
Zinda Tegram: "It was disposed of."
Spyboy Pearson: "She's just reminding us that a hotel PA system is better at keeping secrets than she is."
Metis: "But now entered into the record."
Smith: "Riiight."
Smith: "So what about resettling them in Aldrin? There's no one there, right?"
Zinda Tegram: "…It's populated."
Zinda Tegram: "Unfortunately."
Smith: "Of course it is. And they're not here because…?"
Zinda Tegram: "Oh, they probably are."
Zinda Tegram: "Can't guess who, though."
Zinda Tegram: "They're somewhat isolationist either way, though."
Spyboy Pearson: "Given what we've seen of them, they probably wouldn't appear in person if they decided to come."
Zinda Tegram: "Yes, probably not."
Spyboy Pearson: "Admiral Wenser, you have the most experience of any of us with David. Would we be able to resettle the Lagos there?"
Wenser: "Actually, I would defer to Kali on that one."
Zinda Tegram: "Not surprising."
Zinda Tegram: "Kali, can you represent the Crest Remnants currently inhabiting the Aldrin debris field?"
Spyboy Pearson: "…Um."
Kali: "No."
Spyboy Pearson: "I'm sorry, I seem to have lost grasp of the conversation. David and Aldrin are in opposite directions."
Kali: "But about David, sure. Ain't many there."
Zinda Tegram: "…David could work. And Oldziey would like a friendly buffer."
Spyboy Pearson: "And not too many more traps left behind? Admiral? Admiral?"
Kali: "Not too many."
Zinda Tegram: "I'll clear them out anyways if I need to. I was planning to annex the system, but the Lago need it more than I do."
Smith: "Alright, then. The proposal is to get them off our lawn and into David, using something that Collins apparently has access to?"
Heggy: "Seconded."
Zinda Tegram: "Artificial wormholes, yes."
Zinda Tegram: "I vote yes."
Thanes: "Indeed. We will have to…work with them, and I'm afraid the rock itself will be left in your system but it could be steered for a stellar deorbit."
Raz WINCES abruptly at Thanes' summary.
Thanes: "You have an objection?"
Raz: "…Heggy, this one's yours."
Heggy: "An objection, no. A counterproposal, however. We wish the rock to be maintained as a museum."
Smith: "A museum."
Zinda Tegram: "…Once vacated it could be redirected through the jump points with some help from the Clans…"
Smith: "But still in OUR space."
Zinda Tegram: "We can move it. It is just a rock, if a massive one."
Speaker: "Hmm? It have volcano thrusters?"
Zinda Tegram: "I will carry Heggy's counterproposal. History is…important."
Smith: "…how would volcano thrusters even work? They don't have enough thrust."
Spyboy Pearson: "No, but we can handle the thruster part. The rough part is opening the jump point wide enough, which you managed."
Speaker: "Oh! Sure, can help. Umm…maaaybe, no promises?"
Zinda Tegram: "Your cooperation should be enough."
Smith sighs. "Fine, if it'll get them out of Sommers, I agree. Aye!"
Heggy: "Aye."
Raz: "Maintaining heritage is important, and I am sure the citizens of Armstrong can be persuaded to see it in that light. Aye!"
Zinda Tegram: "Aye."
Thanes: "Self-interest aside…" Thanes smiles. "…I am well aware of the importance of cultural self-identity. Aye."
Kali: "Abstain. No more interest in David."
Dakka: "Well I'd like to see that system colonized. Aye."
Abraham: "Any Nays?"
Wenser: "I shall toss in my affirmative too, for a unanimous-save-abstensions."
Zinda Tegram: "Thank you, Wenser."
Zinda Tegram sighs.
Abraham: "Motion carries."
Thanes: "Wonderful. I shall have my people be in touch directly with the refugees."
Zinda Tegram: "Well then. I would like to advance a motion. As Thanes noted previously, political unity in our cluster is…important."
Zinda Tegram: "While I would see Oldziey independent, I do not relish it being isolated. I would like to propose the formation of a new political entity in the form of the Hawking Confederation."
Zinda Tegram: "A distinct and separate entity from the Terran Confederation."
Metis: "Finally."
Zinda Tegram: "Sorry, Metis. We had some business to take care of early on."
Thanes blinks. "…are you proposing independence for the rest of us?"
Spyboy Pearson: "Yes, she is."
Zinda Tegram stays stonefaced.
[OOC] Abraham: Zinda. Our Iron Fisted Emancipator.
Zinda Tegram: "The proposed member systems would be Armstrong, Chandley, Collins, Grissom, White, David, Mahavier, Mu Cephei, Oldziey, and, of course, Sommers without which no confederation would be complete."
Spyboy Pearson: "Also, given that Chandley may not be as impassible as we had feared, and given that Wayne's projects are close to allowing the generation of artificial jump nodes…war with the Terran Confederation is not unlikely."
Zinda Tegram: "Aldrin would be converted to a military staging system under Armstrong governance, and TCSC1575 would be maintained as a military buffer zone."
[OOC] Abraham: Which is why the Nephilim don't have a confederation. They thought about it, but then realized without Sommers there wouldn’t be a point.
Smith: "War? We ARE of the Confederation! Why would they possibly-"
Thanes frowns. "Motion seconded."
Smith: "what"
Zinda Tegram: "Smith, we are on the verge of being invaded."
Zinda Tegram: "And it isn't just Oldziey, this time."
Thanes: "And I then must unfortunately propose buildup of invasion defenses."
Zinda Tegram: "Also seconded."
Zinda Tegram: "I am glad to see you are with me, Vristafoon."
Spyboy Pearson: "Some of our interactions with vessels that were on the Confederation side indicate that a military invasion - as things stand - is not impossible, even without us declaring independence."
Thanes grimaces. "Unfortunate realities may not be ignored."
Spyboy Pearson: "However, declaring independence does push the possibility of invasion and war with an entity a dozen times and more our size to near one hundred percent."
Zinda Tegram: "Don't worry. I can assure you that I have every intention of protecting the people of this cluster. I swear it, on the Tegram name."
Zinda Tegram closes her eyes.
Abraham: "As someone who was present at those interactions, I confirm Mr. Pearson's evaluation. It is my professional opinion that invasion will happen within six months. A year at the extreme most."
Spyboy Pearson tries to resist, but ultimately fails and adds one more incendiary comment.
Spyboy Pearson: "Of course, the fact that this turns the entire cluster into a buffer for Oldziey…"
Zinda Tegram: "…I do not see it that way."
Spyboy Pearson: "Of course you don't."
[OOC] Metis: "Is not accidental. But is inconsequential."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Heh.
Heggy clears her throat purposefully.
Abraham: "There is no such animal. This council will stand or fall together."
Heggy: "We also need to consider the wild card in the deck, too."
Zinda Tegram: "…Oh?"
Wenser: "Yes, quite. I have…made inquiries about whether they could relocate to a less, well, war-fronty system."
Heggy: "The likelihood, or lack thereof, and the immediate progress, or lack thereof, of war with the Terran Confederation depends greatly on the actions taken by the Nephilim factions we have contacted."
Zinda Tegram: "That is true."
Wenser: "Indeed, I expect to hear back from them any…oh."
Wenser: "Well. Good news first."
Spyboy Pearson raises an eyebrow. Stoopid neucomm physics, they make it so hard to eavesdrop.
Zinda Tegram taps her finger on the table.
Wenser: "Despite, ahem, previous antagonisms between, shall we say, different interpretations of…"
Dakka: "Get on with it."
Zinda Tegram: "I don't care about your ridiculous religion."
Wenser: "Oh very well. They've agreed to evacuate Chandley and are doing so now."
Zinda Tegram: "…Now?"
[OOC] Abraham: "Quite. Some of us aren't post-singularity immortals.
Wenser: "That…is unfortunately the bad news too."
Zinda Tegram: "Can they at least maintain the false radiation barrier?"
Spyboy Pearson: "The Confederation is no longer blocked, I take it. Have they arrived?"
Wenser sighs.
Abraham: "So much for six months."
Zinda Tegram: "…This is far too soon…"
Wenser: "As it happened they were in the process of probing at the time."
Zinda Tegram: "So then, we have to use the White ring…"
Wenser: "And not a thought was given by my…ahem, not-quite-confederates…to our mutual defense."
Spyboy Pearson: "What do they care. They can just block the White jump nodes, too…"
Wenser: "That is indeed where they are evacuating to. Fortunately, the Confederacy Navy is on course to completely bypass White."
Zinda Tegram: "…Wenser, is there any chance we can destabilize the Chandley-white and Chandley-grissom holes to redirect back to each other?"
[OOC] Abraham: BRB
Wenser: "Not with the equipment on hand. It is possible that some might be constructed. The issue is moot for Chandley-White, however."
Wenser: "Chandley-Grissom would require getting at the jump point. Which may prove difficult."
Zinda Tegram: "What did they bring?"
Wenser: "Fortunately, the Confederacy distrusts Chandley for some reason, and has sped across only to fortify once inside Grissom."
Wenser: "They are still fortifying. The reports I now have are only from Grissom."
Spyboy Pearson: "Which means that we can reactivate the White wormhole only if we can get past the Confederation forces at Grissom."
Zinda Tegram: "…I can do it."
Spyboy Pearson: "And hopefully the inhabitants of Grissom aren't in trouble for their new students…"
Zinda Tegram: "God damn it…"
Zinda Tegram: "Well, gentlemen, this is it."
Zinda Tegram leans back.
[OOC] Abraham: Back, caught up
Zinda Tegram: "The Hawking Confederacy lives or dies now, on your vote."
Zinda Tegram: "The Oldziey fleet will not perish at port. I vote aye."
Heggy: "I don't want to risk our people being questioned as collaborators with the Nephilim. Aye."
Thanes: "I must sadly vote aye."
Raz: "Yeah. They're here, they made our decision for us. Aye."
Speaker: "Sure we help you against bad guys! Aye!"
[OOC] Abraham: The Confederacy. We bring people together.
Zinda Tegram: "…Dakka?"
Dakka: "Hmm? Oh, sorry, was just monitoring…this doesn't seem right…"
Abraham: "This doesn't seem right rarely translates to 'oh hey, I've got good news'."
Dakka: "Yeah. Ugh, if I didn't know they were still in Grissom I'd almost swear…"
Zinda Tegram: "Your insight is appreciated, Admiral."
Metis: "Please use statements that do not trail off into silence. They record better."
Smith shakes his head. "This is nonsense! Ludicrous! I vote AIIIEEEE-" The hull shakes, and a boarding pod drills into the room beneath Smith's seat abruptly, launching him into the ceiling.
ExecutiveOfficer: "INTRUDER ALERT! CLOAKED BOARDING PODS INCOMING!"

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