The Rebel Faction

(OOC: I'd like to appologize in advance, because you're all busy right now, but it is the 25th, and I told Winger I'd collect my shipment then. And because something is happening, I think I would need to roleplay out the collection. Once again, sorry)

Ourvix, Greatest Grand High Poobah of all the Azguardians, sat on the bridge of Day-break, the biggest ship in the Azguardian fleet, an MC 40. Soon they would arrive at the ite of this Myn Winger, where they would recieve their ore shipment. The ten mole miners they brought had been an interesting request for payment, but mining isn't easy.

The most important aspect of this deal was that he kept it quiet, but as Ourix pulled out of hyperspace, his tiny fleet saw the Jutraalians and Trade Federation Warships around Garos... IV, was it? or V? well, whatever it was, he hoped he could get his shippment without being questioned by the Commanders. Some crewmen would tell their friends, who'd tell two friends, who'd tell two friends, and soon everyone would know.

Good thing there isn't anything distinguishing on their ships...

"Lieutenant, please say we didn't put the big red symbols on the side of these ships..."

"Uh...... yes sir?"

Damn

"Open a Channle to Myn Winger"

It was opened.

"Damn it, mister Winger, what is going on? We come for our shipment of ore to build some simple cloaking ships and what do we find? I ask that you tell your... friends that we are mearly customers with strange ships. We'll pick up our ore. Also tell them we have no intention of speaking to them, due to... Lack of time"

And then two bulck cruisers and some shuttles left the fleet to load up the ore.

And in his typical grand fashion, the emperor did arrive. Leading the fleet was his flagship, the grand HMS Disruptor. It stood far larger than the other ships, a craft of totally custom design that could even intimidate commanders of the mighty Disruptor-Class models.

Every hint of it had been cut down to maximize shields, weapons, or speed, and it even held a cloaking device - which it utilized during the glorious Battle of Halowan, where the Jutraalian Empire crushed the Chimeran Syndicate once and for all.

Behind the Disruptor came the mighty First Fleet, a fleet of such reknown infamy that its very name struck fear in most enemy commanders.

As its travel from hyperspace came to, the single transmission that came through could bolster the morale in any Jutraalian fleet.

"The Emperor has arrived."

"Sir another fleet has just come out of hyperspace. It belongs to the Azguardians, coming to collect their ore."

"Signal the Jutraalian Fleet. Tell them the newly arrvied fleet is just here to collect ore, not an ally, not a major enemy, nothing that concerns the Jutraalians."

"Message sent."

"Good job."

"Another ship has come out of hyperspace. The IFF code says it is the Disrupter, belonging to the Jutraalian Empire."

"Damm, Emperor Fearson's himself. The Jutraalians must really want to inspect us, and probably do some more things as well. Repeat the previous message offering the ore in exchange for protection."

"Yes sir."

"To Emperor Fearsons, as you know, I am Myn Winger, head of Winger Mining Corporation, a non-violent corporation. As my aides have advised me I have prepared an offer for you. Winger Mining Corporation will deliver as much ore to you as you need for free, in exchange you will help defend us. If this deal is agreeable with you then please reply soon. Also the Trade Federation fleet is here to continue negotiations, after ours were inturpeted at the Mestra System."

"Message sent."

"Inform all citizens to avoid any space travel untill I inform them it is safe again. With four fleets out here it might turn into a battle, thpugh I hope it will not. Our crews, which are extremly well trained, are obviously out numbered. Also battles can be very bad for business."

With messages sent Myn waited, nowing one mistake, coudl lead to the Emperor bombarding Garos IV.

"The Azguardian fleet is moving in. And they have admitted to the Jutraalians that this si their whole fleet."

"Idiots. Send a message."

"Yes sir."

"Ore Fetcher I recommend to cease your current advancement and return to your prior placement immediatly. The Jutraalians will more then likely blow you out of space."

Myn used the name Ore Fetcher, as to not notify the Jutraalians of the race of the Azguardians, as they wanted to remain unknown.

"The Azguardians are returning to their former positions."

"Excellent. They are probably think they will never get their ore. Send them a message saying we will try to get their ore to them as soon as possible."

"Yes sir."

"Then send a message to the Jutraalians asking if the Bulk Cruisers are be inspected and then receive, ores, all the while being inspected, then the fleet will leave to places unkown with their ore, and will not return here, for a while."

"Message sent."

"All troops are to move out, let in officials, but watch keep close watch over the mine and keep a guard around the city."

Troops moved out, ready to protect the mine, and to guard the city. They circled the city, then started walking around in it. If anythign happenned, the troops would try to repel it. Myn had made sure that they had gone throught many training excersizes, and all of them had blaster rifles, a few thermal detenators and some concussion grenades. Some heavy repeating blasters were set up aroudn the perimeters of important places, as well as the perimeter of the city. Also selected troops with excellent acurracy had miniture proton torpedoe launchers, each with enough punch to nock out the shields of a fighter, and destroy a shieldless one. Some thermal detenator launchers were also set up, but they would be more effective against incoming landforces.

"Send a message to the Disrupter, ask for a meeting with the Emperor or a representitive, and have the Viceroy present."

"Yes sir."

Now the question was, woudl the Jutraalians agree?