CHOMMELL SECTOR, CHOMMEL SYSTEM
"LIBERATION" (MINSTREL-CLASS SPACE YACHT)
Despite the fact that the Omega Protectorate and the Confederacy of Independent Systems were the definition of close neighbors in terms of proximity, there had been a very scarce number of interactions between the two. In fact, the Grand Marshal could count on his hands the number of times that the growing congregation of worlds under his leadership had dealings with its larger neighbor. The first time was, admittedly, a shaky interaction that had resulted in the standing agreement of neutrality between the nations. The second interaction occurred during the events on Polis Massa, in which the Confederacy and Omega Protectorate cooperated together. Of course, this cooperation was cut short by the appearance of a madness-inducing object, but in the end the day concluded with the clone having an unspoken respect for the nation. They were strong, of this there was no doubt, and in recent weeks, the opportunity presented itself for a meeting between the neighboring states.
In the months preceeding this day in particular, Genesis Rostu could simply flip through the news stations and occassionally come across transmissions from Protectorate space. These were always characterized by the fiery-haired, Lady Protector @[member="Cira"] with a recap of local events. However, as time moved on, the clone noticed an absense of the woman altogether and in her place a unified, public presence undertaken by a similarly-fiery haired woman by the name of @[member="Tegaea Alcori"] and a man he recognized as Exarch @[member="Ayden Cater"]. The title that Genesis knew the man by, as per the events on Polis Massa, soon proved to be obselete; for Ayden Cater had been elevated to the position of Lord Protector. The change was one that surprised the Grand Marshal, but having interacted with three emperors and two chancellors in his time as leader of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, it did not come as a great shock.
With this transition in leadership, the Vong-shaped clone set into motion a voyage that would hopefully result in better relations between the two nations. This was simply due to the fact that the leadership of the Omega Protectorate and the Confederacy of Independent Systems had yet to sit down and meet face-to-face...now was the time to change that! As such, a small congregation of ships surged forth from the depths of hyperspace and began projecting a message to the nearby planet of Naboo. The Grand Marshal was not so bold as to arrive unannounced in another man's backyard, as that would be call for alarm; and as such he opted to tarry by the border and await permission to enter Protectorate space. The world he had selected for this possible meeting was Naboo, as it was one of the closer worlds to the Confederacy's border.
The cadre of Confederate vessels, consisting of a simple Diplomatic Yacht, transmitting civilian codes, and the local patrol consisting of a pair of corvettes then awaited a response from the Omega Protectorate. For those receiving the message, namely the Lord Protector, an azure, holographic projection would come into view bearing the visage of the Grand Marshal. It would render a polite nod of greetings before addressing those hearing in his typical, deep tone of voice. "Greetings, my name is Genesis Rostu. I am the Grand Marshal of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. For too long, our nations have been neighbors, yet we have had scarce interactions for quite some time now. This is a fact that I would like to see changed today, and as such I humbly request a meeting with the Lord Protector. We are currently located at these coordinates, and the nearest world within Protectorate space from our position is that of Naboo. If you are willing, let us meet there and come to a greater understanding as neighbors in this great Galaxy of ours."
With that, the transmission would come to an end.