The metallic object had hit a ship, although it seems not hard enough to cause any damage, par from a slight scorch mark.

The robot deployed, folding out, and pulling itself into standing position.
"Damage report; Weapons systems: nonfunctional, No other damages to report."
It examined it's location, it seemed to of slammed into a ship upon attempting to land fall, The ship appeared to be a new type, one not seen before by this robot, unusual.

"Strange, We have not recorded or captured this technology before, proceed to capture and if possible disassemble technology."

The robot pondered on his next action, after a second of thought, he decided on First encounter guidelines 7RU, infiltration of new faction's craft.
"Infiltration technique 7RU, First encounter guidelines."

"Strange metal makeup, hmm, Blowtorch may not function on this metal, suggest

It examined the ship for an entrance failing to locate one, he pointed his blaster at the hull of the ship, and started to cut open an opening, the blaster flared with a fiery light as is either sliced through the hull, or didn't.

(gah, can you people say WHO'S ship you hit? there's 3 of us with spaceships xD)

((Isn't "Any" enough?

Fine, It was Leanne's ship, it was...

Rainbowy.))

*Epic headdesk*

Enya looked up, after banging her head on the desk in front of her. "Okay....so you like the Grox. I can deal with that." Nubila and Phoebus exchanged glances, a look of "What?" in their eyes. "Solaris...she's the Empress of Ecliptica, a nearby planet in this solar system. Nobody here likes her much. She wants to take us over, but there's really a slim chance of that. She looks similar to Aitha, but she's a Banshee...dark green skin, red eyes. If you saw her, you'd recognize her immediately. She's hard to miss. As is Ecliptica. It's pure white from all the snow, and very dark. There is no sunrise there, you see, or at least very rarely. It's only lit by the light of the moon. Solaris has a castle made of the blackest stone you've ever seen. It's darker even than the shadows.

I'd tell you not to go there, but you seem an independent dude, so do whatever you want." Enya shrugged, much to the bewilderment of the norns and Aitha.

(if you actually looked at my spaceships more often and read the thread, you'll know that my Shredder's a fighter. not a rainbow ship xD)

A small beep sounded and a red light came on on the console of the ship, signalling low damage.
"Wtf?" She said, and did a scan. It showed slight damage to the left side of the ship, near the auto-turret. She grumbled, put the Shredder on hover, and opened the cockpit. Looking out, she saw a tiny robot blowtorching the ship.
"Lol, it's so cute." She mumbled to herself as she climbed out, kicked it off, and climbed back in. She closed the cockpit, turned off the hover and the ship immediately dropped about 10 feet.
"AIEEE"

((wtf
powerplay



BTW it wasn't exactly a tiny robot.

More of a ten foot one.))
The robot quickly recovered, I was again falling, a jetpack suddenly deployed out of it's back, it fired up, leveling the robot, hovering 50 feet up in the air.
"Assesment: hostile, proceeding to attempt second contact attempt"
Opening up a radio feed through a pad on it's wrist, He attempted to speak to the aggressor who shoved him off the ship.

"Calling unit, present reason for hostility and explain your first encounter parameters."

"Lolwut" She said as a message came on the screen.

"Calling unit, present reason for hostility and explain your first encounter parameters."

"Uh, you were damaging my ship. Kinda obvious, isn't it?"

The robot was confused by what this aggressor was imposing, that it was causing damage? Of course not, simple foreign entrance techniques, all Blood Dragon and Rhineland Military ships are equipped with hull reformation nanobots.

"Not classed as damage when the incision is along a power node, allowing next to no damage to be issued to the hull, easily reparable, I was planning on sealing the hatch after entry.
Although, some primitive computer damage report systems do not recognize elements 76RB and 93ER."
The robot continued,
"I didn't detect any ID nodes on your ship, Are you A civilian target?"

"Uh yeah. I'm a civilian, I guess." She replied, unsure of what this robot was planning on doing.

OOC: I'm waiting for either KC or Lep to post again.

"Hmm, Solaris sound interesting, but Kilotrano do not appreciate cold."

He then heard shouts going on outside.

"A battle? I MUST JOIN!" he screeched, flying at a nearby window.

He smashed into the window, not realizing it was shut.

(did you know.... KILOTRANO HATE THE COLD! XD It's basically because of their skin coloration/design, as well as their reptilian ties. The skin's designed to be heat resistant, thus they cannot absorb heat that well. They also quite like the heat, so.... they hate the cold.

Also, as you can see, I'm having a brain fart moment. XP)

OOC: Aww, I was hoping he'd go join Solaris or something. That would've been fun. He would have met Database, too. XD Although, I'm hoping to get Database onto Aithalis eventually.

IC:

Enya stifled a laugh. "Not the brightest bulb", she mumbled to herself. "Hey, dude, I wouldn't go out there. Ancina's sorting things out. We don't want any missiles firing if we can help it", she said to the Kilotrano. "Why don't you go rest or something? You blacked out earlier."

Aitha sighed. Apparently, she wouldn't be able to get through to this creature, so she considered her job done. She instructed Phoebus and Nubila to be on alert for the spaceships in the sky, and to assist Ancina if needed.

The Weebit, meanwhile, had calmed down somewhat. She tapped her claws before her, waiting for something to happen.

((I'll let you respond again to the ship. I can't think of anything to post :B))

"Civilian target, it is advised to vacate to a house territory or colony, where you will be under the protection of your own military, several enemy ships have been sighted in the vicinity, The Rhineland Chancellor wants to keep casualties in the war under 2 million."
The robot paused, curios how a civilian had got to the front line, but more worried about the absence of unit commands from the primary Rhineland fleet, nevertheless, he still continued to follow civilian encounter measures.

"I will try to cease fighting between renegade forces in this sector, although you are not of any real threat to me, Civilian measures states any data required must be taken from reliable sources and not local tribes, For now, take a comm link if you need to contact me."

With that, he did not wait for a response, and jetted away, jolting off to find out what was going on, He looked around, spotting a castle, he flew down towards it, hovering above the courtyard, he dropped down into some bushes.
Stepping out of the bushes, He armed his blowtorch, Well, it's better than nothing. He thought to himself.

"Hello? Please respond, Anyone there?"

Ancina sighed. "So, are you going to leave, or am I going to have to blast you out of the sky? You're not fit to be Aithalian", she growled, glaring through the cockpit of her ship. "I have a friend with me, and she could shred your ship to ribbons. Flee or die. It's your choice."

Aitha Luna had entered the courtyard, sitting before the fire there, as the robot landed. "Don't I ever get a moment's peace?" The Shee stood to her full height, though even then she was shorter than the robot, as she walked up to him. "Yes? What is your business on Aithalis?"

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The Grox opened her eyes slowly. Had she managed to fall asleep, after days? She stretched a bit, and winced. She looked up slowly, and saw moonlight streaming in. Evidently, she had been moved to another room. Carefully, she shifted her right arm to examine what was left of it, and was shocked to discover a fully-formed, clawed hand. She looked down at her right leg, and there too, was a foot with menacing-looking claws. Database shifted her gaze to her left hand, and admired it for a moment. Then she noticed a panel of reflective material, and she stepped up and stumbled over to it. As she did so, she nearly fell over in shock. Instead of one eye, two emerald eyes stared back at her, and sharp spines danced atop her head as she moved.

She stared down at her hands. "Depth perception...I have depth perception..." The Grox clapped a hand over her mouth. The digital, metallic edge was gone, an organic voice having taken its place.

"It's about time you awoke", came a voice behind her, and Database jumped. She whirled around and saw Solaris towering over her. The Grox cowered, running into a corner.

"The experiment is complete", Solaris stated coldly.

Database narrowed her eyes, suddenly overcome with rage. "You put me through so much pain...and almost killed me!" She roared, running toward the Banshee in spite of the residual pain in her body. Solaris moved quickly, snatching the Grox by the nape of her neck and holding her high above the floor.

"I never promised the experiment would be painless", Solaris hissed, as Database struggled. "You are more of a thorn in my side than anything else. I'd destroy you, but I've put too much time into you."

"Perhaps....I'd be better off...with the Aithalians", Database snarled, swinging her clawed hands about.

The Banshee scoffed. "Aithalis....allowing a Grox to live in their midst?" Solaris dropped Database from her height, and she fell to the floor with a painful thud. "I won't even allow you to stay here...the Grox are pathetic beings. I only wanted to see what I was capable of. Go out there, find your spaceship, and leave my planet. You were the one who intruded in the first place. You should be thankful I'm being so lenient. Others have not been so lucky."

Database stared at Solaris in disbelief, but then turned when she heard growling coming from all sides. Numerous pairs of red eyes blinked in the shadows, countless grendels waiting to pounce. She turned and fled, bursting out the castle entrance into the night.