Posted by Commander Heathcliff Rinker (Chief Medical Officer/ Psychiatrist) in Meeting the Galactic Union face to face…when the past does not match the present or the future

Posted by Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Meeting the Galactic Union face to face…when the past does not match the present or the future
The ride over to the flagship of the Union felt more like arriving to a small moon than a ship. The round shape helped the imagination see it as thus instead of a ship; however the metallic exterior reminded anyone on the Atlantis crew it was an alien ship. The exterior was perfectly smooth much like the hull of the Beacon of light. The Marines had learned however that it was not the case. As the shuttle from the Atlantis neared the Union ship, a portion of the hull slid back seamlessly.

Instantly the shuttle was no longer in the dark void of space but a brightly lit hangar. The hangar was the size of multiple football fields with a variety of ships berthed it in. Most of them had the same bullet like shape however, there were some that were very different.

Exiting the shuttle, Kelly and her officers would see two men waiting for them. The men were polar opposites of each other.

“Captain Bordeaux,” one of the men spoke as he approached the group. He was tall, handsome, and had an easy charm to his posture and tone. If the crew had met this man in any other situation, the would be instantly at ease in his presence. He exuded the warm, causal like essence of a friend. He was also very easy on the eyes with a tall, athletic frame, and deep blue eyes. “I am Chancellor Pellan Vell of the Galactic Union. Welcome to our ship.” The other man followed up directly behind him. “This is our Supreme Commanding General Adar Vyce.”

The second man was the exact opposite of Pellan Vell. Adar Vyce in a word exuded intimidation. He was tall with pale skin and a long scar running across his face from one eye brow to the opposite side of his jaw. His gaze was as intense as his movements bringing him along side Pellan Vell. Adar Vyce was a humanoid but not from the same race as Pellan Vell as evidenced by the shock of white hair and intense yellow eyes. “Greetings,” Vyce replied in a firm, commanding one word reply.

“And the rest of you are? I hoped to meet you all in a far less formal setting before we leave this hangar. It can be overwhelming for those meeting the Galactic Union for the first time.” Pellan’s tone was friendly and comforting however it was very clear how he got the role of Chancellor. The man seemed to be a born diplomat.

Kelly made a gesture to her crew to introduce themselves.

Pellan Vell and Adar Vyce

Rinker might hold the title chief medical officer but he was also a trained counselor. Each of the two men from the Galactic Union were idealized versions of their chosen career. Pellan Vell was charming, charismatic, and highly intelligent. The man seemed to know instinctively what to say and do to foster an atmosphere of relaxed emotions. This did not mean Rinker felt relaxed but he was looking at the man with a critical eye. The other man was chiseled out of iron. Vyce’s face showed battle scars and his gait along with his demeanor gave little doubt that the man could probably kill anyone with minimal effort. What surprised him was the complete and utter disregard for Jessa in the greeting. For weeks, she had lamented and pined on about what she would do when the fleet arrived. Now both Jessa and Pellan were suspiciously quiet.

“I am Commander Heathcliff Rinker. Chief medical officer and chief of psychiatry.” He remembered how panicked Jessa was about the Union knowing he was what they called a mind seer. Now Rinker was interested to see the reaction.

Heathcliff Rinker CMO

Neither man impressed Cara overly much. Vyce was a bully, you could easily tell, and he liked the scaring that made him seem frightening to others. Given what they knew about Galatic nanites and medicine, he didn’t have to live with the scar. It was an easy bet that he chose to keep it. Or on the other side of that, whatever caused it was beyond their medicine. That mean that someone, somewhere was stronger than Vyce. She had a feeling that Vyce would be much more straight forward to deal with. Vell on the other hand was devious. He was obviously a skilled diplomat and manipulator. They were two sides of the same coin. She was also quite disappointed that they didn’t recognize Jessa at all. No attempt to give her value of any kind. That said a lot for their society. One that didn’t value children or those who worked for them. A poor beginning.

She smirked at this attempt to make them bluster and bluff. People intimidated by their fleet? Well, she supposed some would be. This wasn’t the first fleet to attempt to invade the Federation, and they wouldn’t be the last. Only Gravel would know that look on her face meant she found his early game childish. Others would find it welcoming and relaxed. “I am Lt. Cara Mardusk, Chief Counselor.”

Lt. Mardusk, counselor