Second Secretary Aitas - Social Niceties

[Aitas]

((Outside of Hovan People’s Assembly, Hova III))
((Previous Tags can be found in Keehani’s last sim))

Aitas: I am here because I wish to see matters with my own eyes, and to learn from the wisdom of others. It has been a humbling experience, at times.

Perhaps the Hovans had tales of subspace serpents; perhaps they thought of their own world as the greatest wonder of all. It would be insightful to see what her words drew forth first: curiosity, perhaps, or pride. 

Kizat/Ril: Response

Keehani: What is your planet’s main concern with the Uwezo? Have they indicated a risk to your civilisation, or any signs of aggression that might extend to your people?

Ril: Response

Kizat: Response

Aitas: Obscurity has its uses, but it is not a complete defense. 

As a certain Imza colony had quite recently proven.     

Keehani: Are the Uwezo aware of your existence? If they are close by, relatively speaking, and are close to developing warp technology, they may already have the technology to have detected you.

And who knew what else the Uwezo might have heard? There were old forms of communications, so many old ways to send signals that would then propagate out, messages moving slower than light and yet still moving. 

Ril: Response

Keehani: We do have boundaries that do not allow us to interfere with societies, our “Prime Directive” as we call it. But we can offer guidance, and our Federation are always looking for new friends... :;gesturing to building:: is there somewhere we can meet to discuss, and tell you more about us?

Ril: Response

Aitas: That would be wonderful. I am afraid that I, at least, am built for far warmer climates.

From what little they had on the Hovans, it was often the place of younger and more junior members to be, if not blunt, than a bit more open. To request matters on behalf of their elders, to care for their comfort first.

To be dismissed more softly, if necessary. Which made it interesting that Chancellor Ril alone had come to speak with them. 

Kizat: Response

 The building kept the mock-ice look as they moved inside. Lights and sculptures were buried within its layers, their forms altered by the lens through which one viewed them. Perhaps there was some easy way to remove them, if only for the maintenance of the lights. The sort of questions better contemplated by an engineer, no doubt.

Aitas made no effort to hide her appreciation for the sights. She let her eyes grow wide and her gaze ever linger. 

Aitas: I’ve never seen anything quite like it; the use of reflected light is most impressive.

 Keehani/Kizat/Ril: Response

Ril led them off to what was less a small room than a nook within a larger space. There were metal stools, or low-backed chairs set into the floor, and when Aitas drew close to one of them it moved toward her as if detecting her body heat.

Aitas: Most lovely, thank you. 

She left her hands visible at her sides and let the others take their seats first.

 Keehani/Kizat: Response

Ril: Response

She tilted her head to give the impression that she gave the engraved image her full attention; the figures were as abstract in style as everything else she’d seen of the Hovans. And she gave it close attention, truly, though she still kept a keen ear out for any others that might approach them. 

Aitas: Interesting. Are these previous guests of yours, then? 

Keehani/Kizat/Ril: Response


Tag/TBC

Second Secretary Aitas

Federation Diplomatic Corps

Amity Outpost

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