Chapter Two: Making the right friends
Chapter Two: Making the right friends
Commissary-General Bryeselva Takka
Aspinaca stood in the diplomacy room of the Administrative Headquarters of the UFR’s central administrative Enclave. The team was prepping the Consul for a discussion with the Commissar-General of the Echor Commissariat. A team of Formicans ran around getting everything set up as if it was an extravagant play. They were using a new translation software that could translate whoever was speaking with minimal mistakes.
“Ok call should be coming in from the tight-beam in six” a Formican assistant said.
“Right. So, do I look presentable?” Aspinaca said.
The Formican stood there analyzing Aspinaca for a minute and then adjusted his suit a little bit. “There much better, now sit up straight, call should be coming in soon.” They said.
The Formican Assistants cleared the view of the calls Camera. The Central screen in front of them filled with an image of the Echor Commissar General.
“Ahh Formican! I see you look nice for this occasion.” Takka said looking at Aspinaca.
“And you too Zaskan, you look exceptional.” Aspinaca complimented.
“So we’ve heard about your war with the Oen High Kingdom. We’ve been taking close notes on the issue and are most pleased. You fought admirably in the Campaign.” She said.
“Yes, they might’ve caught us off guard but it's nothing the United Formican Republic cannot handle.” Aspinaca said.
“So, judging from my reports..” she says this while scrolling through holographic notes. “You require aid from the Commissariat, Is this true?”
“Yes, any aid you could lend use would be much appreciated. We would of course return the favor, given time.”
Takka finally stopped scrolling when he found the right report and focused on that. “Its says here that you hold liberties of those you conquer at the highest regard, is this true?” she said closing the notes and looking back at Aspinaca.
“Yes, If I may what does this have to do with aid?” Aspinaca said.
Takka laughed. “Formican if your asking for aid from the Echor Commissariat, this has everything to do with lending aid. Do you know the core principle of our Commissariat?”
“I would have to say I am not versed in the codes of honor of your Commissariat.” Aspinaca said.
“We hold these truths to be the highest importance, Liberty, Freedom, and Justice.” Takka said. “So long as I draw breath, I will not allow these truths to be taken from any.”
Aspinaca understood this firm code of honor. This was nothing unheard of for him, but he wasn't expecting it from an Alien species.
“Formican. We do not lend our aid to tyrants, dictators, or jubgigators. We will only agree to help you if you agree to uphold these virtues in your wars so long as you need our aid.” Takka said. She leaned in as if to illustrate her seriousness. “Otherwise, we have nothing more to discuss.”
Aspinaca lightly tapped the Mandibles on the sides of his mouth contemplating. After a while of thinking he balled his fist and tapped it against his chest three times. This was the standard salute of the Formican people.
“As the formal representative for the Formican people, we agree to uphold these terms.”
Takka let out an ear pleasing series of rhythmic chirps. “We are pleased to hear it Formican, we will be happy to lend you aid in any endeavours.” The Echor said.
Aspinaca was happy, as this was the beginning of a bright future between their two peoples.
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