Diplomacy Two Brothers of Different Origin

[Katrina Yaroslava]

Vice Admiral Katrina Yaroslava and the remainder of the Kopperian fleet stood by as the Admiral left to meet with the leaders of the Republic. So she sat, quietly examining the monitor from her seat behind the Captain and the rest of the bridge crew, when the Captain turned to her, a look of concern present on his face. "Your Excellency. We have a new contact on radar." He stated.

Curious, the Vice Admiral stood up and marched over, bending forward to get a better look. Sure enough, there was indeed a new contact. Small, and closing fast. The nearby Republic ships either too far away or perhaps lacking the excellent sensor suite of the Krova Class.

Turning to him, she flattened her brows. "Captain Vadim. Order crews to battlestations and lock it." She ordered, the Captain saluting before giving the order over the intercom. At the same time Katrina marched to the communications console before opening the comm channel:

"Неизвестный контакт. Это вице-адмирал Катрина Михайлова Ярослава из Копперских Воздушно-космических сил. Немедленно представьтесь."
(Unknown contact. This is Vice Admiral Katrina Mikhailova Yaroslava of the Copper Aerospace Forces. Identify yourself immediately.)
@Anatoli Sidorov

 

[Anatoli Sidorov]

After managing to evade detection by the weird looking looking fleet, with the help of Yelena we managed to track the Republican fleet along with the ships that had the Cyrillic writings on their hulls. As we were traveling through the hyperspace, only one though was circulating in our mind. How would a fleet of just disengaged battle ships would react to an unknown contact that appeared right behind them. As we exited hyperspace we were lucky to hear on the VHF in our language.
"Неизвестный контакт. Это вице-адмирал Катрина Михайлова Ярослава из Копперских Воздушно-космических сил. Немедленно представьтесь."
(Unknown contact. This is Vice Admiral Katrina Mikhailova Yaroslava of the Copper Aerospace Forces. Identify yourself immediately.)
The relief we felt once we were given a chance to identify ourselves was overwhelming and Yelena sighed a breath of relief. Then I grabbed the mic and said back.
A- Это корвет Террарийского флота LEV-01. Мы здесь, чтобы предложить ту небольшую помощь, которую можем оказать вашему флоту.
(This is Terrarian Navy Corvette LEV-01 here to offer what little help we can offer to your fleet.)
I responded back while I slowed down the Ekranoplan and pointed it's nose away from any spaceships trying to seem as friendly as possible. After all we had no ammunition and we were surely outnumbered if anything was to go south. Our only defense would be to evade and get the hell out of there. With some luck nothing like that would happen.

 

[Katrina Yaroslava]

Это корвет Террарийского флота LEV-01. Мы здесь, чтобы предложить ту небольшую помощь, которую можем оказать вашему флоту.
(This is Terrarian Navy Corvette LEV-01 here to offer what little help we can offer to your fleet.)

Katrina leaned back in surprise as the masculine voice replied. His Ruskian clear and native. Yet he obviously wasn't Ruskian. His manner more casual then she would expect from them. Then there was the phrase "Terrarian." Again, clearly not of Ruskian origin. As for the offer of assistance, she nearly chuckled at the absurdity. A single corvette offering assistance to the core of the 9th fleet. Regardless, she shook her head. After all, this man clearly didn't belong to the Republic. And considering the difference in numbers, Katrina saw no reason to refuse.

"Very well. Please come aboard КИФ Урожу so we may discuss in person."

She replied over the comm before turning to the Captain. "Remain here. I'll meet them upstairs."

"Yes, Your Excellency." The Captain saluted as she exited the bridge, got on the elevator and reached the superstructure. Upon leaving, she sighed in relief as she realized it was still pressurized despite the enemy's unrelenting barrage.

Katrina used her wings to glide through the empty hallway leading to the "bridge," activating the airlock indicator on the side of the main tower before entering and sitting down. "And now to wait."