The Galaxy Project

T-MINUS 247 YEARS

(ORBSyndicate, Spades163, Professor Janus)

EARTH THEATRE

Daniel Jackson sighed.

"You recognize the ship design don't you?" The Andorian, Forza, asked as his face contorted in a strange combination of smugness and rage.

"Yes..." Daniel said. "This is the same design that the Ulysses destroyed by accident a few months ago-"

"And now they've started attacking us!" A blue hand smashed down on the desk. "You, in your arrogance, have called them down on us!"

Daniel entertained the idea of giving the Andorian a lecture on "arrogance" but decided against it. Instead, he went for something else.

"You are right. This is our fault."

"And furthermore you are- wait WHAT?"

"I said you were right."

Forza blinked, confused. But he continued on anyway. "We demand compensation for this!"

"Of course. We will make a few ships available to take care of the threat free of charge-"

"We do not need your help defending our borders!"

Daniel blinked. The Tellarites and Vulcans had grabbed that opportunity without so much as blinking (though the Tellarites response was significantly more wordy.) "May I ask why you are refusing our assistance? You did just ask for compensation-"

"Compensation! In the form of goods or something, not any sort of action that dares suggest we are not a fully capable nation on our own! We shall stand our ground on our own!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the reports do suggest that their weapons are more advanced than yours and their numbers have to be larger if they can attack all three of you at once. I do not think-"

"You dare suggest that we will be wiped out by these wrinkly forheaded buffoons?"

"They may seem primitive, but they are obviously good at combat. We've heard the reports. They attack, specifically hitting areas of ships that will not destroy them. Then they board, their hand-to-hand weapons plowing through most officers. While your officers do fare better than the other races, they are losing."

"And we shall win. It is only a matter of time till we turn the tables. We reject your proposal, but we demand a different kind of compensation."

"What exactly is it that you want?" Daniel asked.

"Your weapons technology."

Daniel glared. "You know our agreement with the Asgard prevents that. Unless you are suggesting becoming a member of the Alliance, we cannot give you anything of that nature."

"Pah! The Asgard are dead - why do you need to honor anything with them?"

"It's the principle of the agreement. We want to be worthy of the mantle they have given us, and the moment we break that agreement we lose that."

"They can not punish you for it!"

Oh yes they can... Daniel thought. "We are not budging on that point."

"Fine then." Forza muttered. "Then we shall demand that you back down on your aggressions against the Lucian Alliance."

Daniel looked up. "They have-"

"They are our allies." Forza said. "And they have made it abundantly clear that they do not appreciate your attempts to destabilize them. Leave them be- they are a nation just like the rest of us."