Shock and Awe

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Doctor Halsey shifted in her seat as she sat face-to-face with the UN's representative military officer and his cadre. Beside her, the Lieutenant and Queen Tyuule saw fit to make themselves comfortable as they waited for the discussions proper to begin. General Hazama, meanwhile, was on the phone. A conversation in Japanese between him and what Halsey assumed to be government officials.

He sighed, then bid goodbye in his home language before setting the phone aside and apologizing, "Sorry. The Diet wanted to know what'd occurred. I offered them a quick rundown report that they can quickly type out and send to the UN. Following that, I'll need to write out a detailed one that they can supplement it with, but that may take some time."

"That's fine, General," Replied Halsey calmly, "We have the time to spare while our soldiers heal enough to be able to come home with us."

"My thanks for the understanding," He offered, "And greetings to you, Queen Tyuule. We didn't know the UNSC had made allies on the planet," He paused, then hummed and looked back to Halsey, "Nevermind that, we hadn't even known what the UNSC was until just recently. Your presence here was a shock to the entire International Community. The report we gave about your surveillance drones scared a whole bunch of the planet's bigshots."

"Which is also understandable," Halsey remarked, leaning herself back against her chair, "The UNSC, however, openly wishes to communicate with our... Alternate universe neighbors, so to speak," And she almost seemed disbelieving at the mention. Hazama paused for a moment to process it himself, his eyes wide. Halsey raised her hand and clarified, "Yes, our supranational government is on Earth. I thought that was clear."

"Pardon me, doctor, but I haven't really had the chance to talk to my subordinates about this, or about the encounter between your Marines and our recon teams," Hazama replied, before adding, "However it does make sense. That our people met the way they did, however, on this planet? To us, it's almost the basics of First Contact protocols at this point and... Well, command hasn't really advised me on that."

"Which is where our politicians and government representatives come in," Halsey spoke, "However, I have a few things to discuss with you from the get-go, courtesy of the Lieutenant and the forces he took to meet your men."

"Of course..." Hazama nodded.

"First of all, the matter of the refugees," Halsey began, "According to the Lieutenant's verbally-given report, our joint forces have rescued two groups of refugees, one of Elves and one of local villagers, from harms way as the Dragon came by. Admittedly, the local villagers can presumably be sent back to their homes, but the matter of fact still is that that was one Dragon. We do not know if there are more."

"So you wish to discuss, what... Common refugee work?" He inquired.

"Indeed. The UNSC stands ready to accommodate half the refugees present within your encampment at ours. Logistically, our forces are continuously receiving supplies from overhead transport vessels that have been running with our forces for the past three years of operation within the confines of this planet's gravity well. The UNSC and UEG also seek open cooperation with the UN Special Region Task Force and the wider UN, considering our very common backgrounds," Halsey explained calmly, "Where better to start than with dealing with the mounting refugee crisis we may be facing should another dangerous creature like the Dragon appear? Not to mention the war with the Empire..."

"I'd have to discuss it with the rest of the staff, but I believe we can arrange something..." Hazama thought for a moment, then hummed and said, "I do have to ask what your end-goal in these discussions would be, doctor? We've got a lot of work ahead of us to allow the cooperation between our forces and the winder UN-UEG discussions to flourish," as he took a sip from a coffee cup to his right with a heart and the label in Japanese 'best father'. Halsey hid a smile from the man at the little trinket, then hummed.

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