Fiction:New Cyrandia Wars/Year One/Sword of Peace

Deep in space, the Imperial-Republic Neutral Zone straddled the border between the two superpowers, each side playing host to vast fleets designed to persuade against aggression by the opposite faction. However, a single ship entered the zone for an important meeting for the future of the Cyrannus Galaxy. A lone, the CRS Sword of Peace, hung silently in the void. On the bridge of the powerful Star Destroyer, Proconsul stood with his arms folding gazing anxiously at the viewscreen while Captain Danakar nervously fiddled with a data pad. Suddenly, two massive ships emerged from the darkness.


 * 'Tactical Officer: "Captain! Two Imperator-class Star Destroyers. The Accuser and the Eviscerator by the looks of it."
 * Danakar: "Fitting names for Imperial vessels, eh Proconsul?"

Apollo scratched his chin, a small smile etched on his face.


 * Apollo: "Now, now captain."

The viewscreen soon activated, a male Libertus appearing on the viewscreen.


 * Gaius Prentus: "This is Captain Prentus of the Star Destroyer Accuser. It was with great reluctance that the Potentate agreed for you to host these negotiations. I trust you treat such a task with the utmost seriousness."
 * Apollo: "It goes without saying, Captain. We can begin as soon as our Confederate friends arrive."

Prentus scoffed.


 * Gaius Prentus: "Hmph. Friends."

The Imperial captain's face soon gave way to a view of space, just as a small Confederate emerged from hyperspace. This time, an appeared on the screen, his face scarred from years of battles, both against the Republic and the Empire that replaced it.


 * Apollo: ", I presume?"
 * Cassynder: "Your assumption is correct, Proconsul Apollo. Now, shall we get this over with?"