Project Epsilon

[Diomedes]

"Auditory interfacing, a nice touch..." Gunther noted idly, still trying to work it all out.

"Aye, lots of questions," Joao started, "Gunther, as you can tell, will be extremely interested in all the technological marvels you have here. Myself as well, though my own technical knowledge is rather general. Catalina and myself, and all my crew for that matter will want to know more of Gallia. This my second time here and frankly, I've dodged less fire passing through nomad territory during the war. The navy is not fond of us Sirians."

"So allow me to start general on both points. This workforce is hugely impressive, but past the hangar repairs what do you have in mind for such capabilities? And more interestingly, what was missing from Gallic technology that you needed to import supplies? From our quick observations, the technology here seems on par or better than that of Sirius."

Joao waited for Jasmine to answer, allowing Catalina to pose her own question.

The Diomedes' executive officer spoke precisely, but also pointedly and with deep conviction, "What is Gallia's view of Sirius? There's the conflict between the Council and the navy, the Council placed neatly between Sirius and Gallia. Something doesn't add up to the little communication that has come through from Gallia to Sirius, assuring us all is well. The Council, the Maquis and yourselves welcome us while the Navy lobs anti-matter across our bow."

Within the last two decades Joao, Gunther, Lara, Roberto, John and myself flew as freelancers and mercenaries in a war that could have killed all Sirius. Now we're a crew, but I, at least, was left with a keener smell for danger. What can you tell us of what is happening here Jasmine?"

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