Alarms sounded...
*THUNK*
It still sounded...
The Ambassador picked it up and threw it against the wall, pulling the sheet over his ears. A muffled tinkling sound suggested a new alarm was needed, but it could still be heard!
The pillow went over his ears next, accompanied by vocabulary that would certainly have seen him disbarred from most organisation's bars across the galaxy.
A cold, metal hand gripped his leg and unceremoniously dumped him on the floor, only breaking his fall at the last second with an anti-grav field.
"Get up!" the droid, a replacement he assumed, for the one smashed by the Emperor... How long ago?
"How long was I out for?" He asked the new shell as he tried to stand. It had upgraded armour, and had shown it had inbuilt shield generators, he suspected the mind was the same as his previous 'minder' though.
"2.5 standard."
"WHAT!" 2.5 was a long nap, not a night's recovery, what was going on!
"His Imperial Highness is requesting a meeting."
"At this hour? Can't it wait until morning? Find me some appropriate clothes if we have to go there, I hardly think a sheet is suitable." The Ambassador moved towards the bathroom facities, maybe a warm shower would wake him in a more civil manner?
"No, his Imperial Majesty has demanded a meeting here, now!" The droid blocked his way, gesturing behind him.
"Here, now? That breaks every tennant of diplomatic law. He can't enter our soverign space without formal invertation and then that has to be cleared by..."
He never finished that particular sentence, as he felt himself being turned by a strong, slimey, tentacle. Galactic diplomatic law was now completely out the window. He spun (several times, it was a lot of force) and when he stopped, propping himself against the table, he was facing the huge, purple and black, unblinking right eye within an armoured tac-shell that could only belong to the Emperor itself.
"Your Imperial Majesty, this is certainly a surprise..."
"Cut the pleasentries Ambassador, I need your individual xenobiologist knowledge and specialisms, right now!" The Emperor's voice echoed in his mind, despite it being telepathic, it sounded worried. This was a state he had never geard a senior Auran be in before.
"Your Majesty, what brings you here at this hour?"
"It is simple, tell me everything about the Tigerians, and another thing, are all humans this pink all over?" The sheet had long disappreared, the droid was approaching with a bundle of clothes, mostly mismatched and he suspected from out of the laundry hopper, he grabbed a pair of coveralls, wrinkled his nose at the smell, not his obviously, and hopped in, heading towards the sofa on one foot, as he attempted to cover... anything!
"Tigerians, well, therein lies a tale."
"I do not have time for a long history lesson, I need to know how to deal with them."
"Well, I am sure all the information is accessible on our databanks, which I have no doubt you have already hacked as the room temperature and humidity is much higher than I would normally have it, why don't you just access them instead of interuppting sleep and breaching our sovereign space." The droid demanded, depositing the rest of the clothing on a chair. There was a blur, and a metal tipped tentacle retracted from the now smoking remains of the droid's carapace, it sparked and powered downwards onto the floor.
The Ambassador shook his head, sat down, moved a sock, and sat again.
"As you are no doubt aware, I served on as a junior diplomat for three of your cycles with the embassy at Tigeria. It was a fraught and awkward time, Tigerians have no love for Humans at all. Tigers and other large felines were one of the first waves of 'Uplifting' where we humans brought several sentiant creatures up to Human IQ levels."
"Not a great leap forwards then." A slight chuckle for the Emperor showed he was relaxing.
"However, the Tigerians, who were solitary creatures before their uplift, were an issue. Instead of relishing their new found intellect, that quickly declared that they could not co-exist with such vengeful and muderous creatures that only hunt for pleasure and have attacked and destroyed too many of their species. So, they gathered their resources and left the humans to it as they could not trust them."
"Oh, they left you. Unusual, elephants, ursines and gorillas all stayed and peacefully co-habit in human space."
"They set up on their own in three sytsems, off Orion, at the systems of Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka. There they peacefully trade with the galaxy, or wage war if the mood suits them or someone had resources they need. They love to asset strip enemies. The Hegenomy works simply by force; strongest wins, Their ships are painted in the exact same stripes as their owners, and Tigerians stay in the same ship, be it fighter or battleship, until they pass it on to a descendent and they move into a larger vessal. Why do you need to know all this Emperor?"
"Because Admiral Craonopod snapped open the Tigerian Ambassador to see whether the stripes run all the way through, and we think they might be a little upset with us!"
"Why?"
"They said they were coming to tea..."
New spaceships, from Studio Bergstrom, Tigerians. Really like these sculpts.
J'Guairre have shared technology with the Tigerians, including their useful troop transports.
Or gunboats as they will be used for
Very 'Flash'!
*THUNK*
It still sounded...
The Ambassador picked it up and threw it against the wall, pulling the sheet over his ears. A muffled tinkling sound suggested a new alarm was needed, but it could still be heard!
The pillow went over his ears next, accompanied by vocabulary that would certainly have seen him disbarred from most organisation's bars across the galaxy.
A cold, metal hand gripped his leg and unceremoniously dumped him on the floor, only breaking his fall at the last second with an anti-grav field.
"Get up!" the droid, a replacement he assumed, for the one smashed by the Emperor... How long ago?
"How long was I out for?" He asked the new shell as he tried to stand. It had upgraded armour, and had shown it had inbuilt shield generators, he suspected the mind was the same as his previous 'minder' though.
"2.5 standard."
"WHAT!" 2.5 was a long nap, not a night's recovery, what was going on!
"His Imperial Highness is requesting a meeting."
"At this hour? Can't it wait until morning? Find me some appropriate clothes if we have to go there, I hardly think a sheet is suitable." The Ambassador moved towards the bathroom facities, maybe a warm shower would wake him in a more civil manner?
"No, his Imperial Majesty has demanded a meeting here, now!" The droid blocked his way, gesturing behind him.
"Here, now? That breaks every tennant of diplomatic law. He can't enter our soverign space without formal invertation and then that has to be cleared by..."
He never finished that particular sentence, as he felt himself being turned by a strong, slimey, tentacle. Galactic diplomatic law was now completely out the window. He spun (several times, it was a lot of force) and when he stopped, propping himself against the table, he was facing the huge, purple and black, unblinking right eye within an armoured tac-shell that could only belong to the Emperor itself.
"Your Imperial Majesty, this is certainly a surprise..."
"Cut the pleasentries Ambassador, I need your individual xenobiologist knowledge and specialisms, right now!" The Emperor's voice echoed in his mind, despite it being telepathic, it sounded worried. This was a state he had never geard a senior Auran be in before.
"Your Majesty, what brings you here at this hour?"
"It is simple, tell me everything about the Tigerians, and another thing, are all humans this pink all over?" The sheet had long disappreared, the droid was approaching with a bundle of clothes, mostly mismatched and he suspected from out of the laundry hopper, he grabbed a pair of coveralls, wrinkled his nose at the smell, not his obviously, and hopped in, heading towards the sofa on one foot, as he attempted to cover... anything!
"Tigerians, well, therein lies a tale."
"I do not have time for a long history lesson, I need to know how to deal with them."
"Well, I am sure all the information is accessible on our databanks, which I have no doubt you have already hacked as the room temperature and humidity is much higher than I would normally have it, why don't you just access them instead of interuppting sleep and breaching our sovereign space." The droid demanded, depositing the rest of the clothing on a chair. There was a blur, and a metal tipped tentacle retracted from the now smoking remains of the droid's carapace, it sparked and powered downwards onto the floor.
The Ambassador shook his head, sat down, moved a sock, and sat again.
"As you are no doubt aware, I served on as a junior diplomat for three of your cycles with the embassy at Tigeria. It was a fraught and awkward time, Tigerians have no love for Humans at all. Tigers and other large felines were one of the first waves of 'Uplifting' where we humans brought several sentiant creatures up to Human IQ levels."
"Not a great leap forwards then." A slight chuckle for the Emperor showed he was relaxing.
"However, the Tigerians, who were solitary creatures before their uplift, were an issue. Instead of relishing their new found intellect, that quickly declared that they could not co-exist with such vengeful and muderous creatures that only hunt for pleasure and have attacked and destroyed too many of their species. So, they gathered their resources and left the humans to it as they could not trust them."
"Oh, they left you. Unusual, elephants, ursines and gorillas all stayed and peacefully co-habit in human space."
"They set up on their own in three sytsems, off Orion, at the systems of Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka. There they peacefully trade with the galaxy, or wage war if the mood suits them or someone had resources they need. They love to asset strip enemies. The Hegenomy works simply by force; strongest wins, Their ships are painted in the exact same stripes as their owners, and Tigerians stay in the same ship, be it fighter or battleship, until they pass it on to a descendent and they move into a larger vessal. Why do you need to know all this Emperor?"
"Because Admiral Craonopod snapped open the Tigerian Ambassador to see whether the stripes run all the way through, and we think they might be a little upset with us!"
"Why?"
"They said they were coming to tea..."
New spaceships, from Studio Bergstrom, Tigerians. Really like these sculpts.
J'Guairre have shared technology with the Tigerians, including their useful troop transports.
Or gunboats as they will be used for
Very 'Flash'!
Three corvettes
On approach
Zoooom
Couple of Tigerian destroyer escorts
Fast movers
A J'Guairre light destroyer, this one is known as 'Shere Khan'!
Can't think why...
Just looks cool
Tigerian Light Carrier
Side view to show bays
With fighters deployed - Top: Interceptors to the front, J'airre Bombers and then heavy fighters. Underneath two fighters and a J'airre bomber
A fleet arrives
Top view
A few Brigade Miniatures add ons
A brigade tanker painted in Tigerian colours
A Brigade tramp freighter and tankers I painted at the same time.
Random colours, but I think they worked!
Not really speeding away, but speed is relative in space.
And Brigade satellites for A Billion Suns
Very nicely done, and quite a tail as well! ;-)
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