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The obiard chairman pounded the mark on his hover table, sending a sudden crack echoing throughout the enormous room. The Planetary Council is hereby convened. The honorable Earth Prime Minister, Jean McLé, may now state his allegations. The tall human, escorted by his small army of translators and bodyguards, rose with his hover booth towards the center of the chamber.
He spoke in French; his translators immediately broadcasting a series of alien translations, primarily English, Salrilian, Obish, Gaitori, and Bazidain: On January 13th, 2339 (in earth years), our Primary Orbital Gate Station fell under attack by a Salrilian starship. Hundreds of lives were saved by the heroic efforts of Gaitori Isolationalist Captain gao'Tchu and his crew who- The Salrilian delegate immediately rose from his table and started speaking Salrilian, a tall Negro human next to him translated.
Objection! There is no complete evidence that this event happened. The debris you 'recovered' could be years old, as is evidenced by it's high levels of radiation emissions. The Obish Chairman glared at the Salrilian.
This council does not, at the moment, recognize the Salrilian Delegate. He will refrain from such interruptions in the future. The Chairman commanded. The Salrilian sat down, a wry grin set on it's proboscis. The Human delegate was about to speak when he was again interrupted, this time by the Gaitori Isolationalist Delegate.
The high levels of radioactive emissions were caused by our weapons defending the station. if the evidence were more closely examined, the engineers would have found this, along with the residue left by our pellet guns. The entire Council erupted into a frenzy of debate between the delegates.
ORDER! ORDER!! The Obiard Chairman shouted.
Hours later, the council departed and the weary delegates, translators and witnesses returned to their ships. Jim, who was one of the witnesses in the council, staggered into his ship, where Sara greeted him as usual. Hey there! How did it go? Anything eventful happen? She inquired.
As of 1700 hours, Jim started, The Gaitori Isolationalist Interdiction is at war with the Salrilian/Audemedon Axis. The Confederacy of Sol and the G.I.I. are no longer with war. Jim shook his head sorrowfully.
So... that's bad, isn't it? Sara responded.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
Pretty cool, but its kinda short
Have you been stealing my Ares ideas from me while I sleep? It sounds like it. Needs more imagery.
-Walter-
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Can't wait for the next chapter
------------------ Last night, I played a blank tape at full blast. The mime next door went nuts.