"A human is born in pain. They live in pain. They die in pain.
"And they're willing to inflict that pain thrice upon anyone who they determine to be the enemy.
"Because the enemy exists only to be destroyed." - Forr Grand Most High Sma'akamo'o, from his autobiogrpahy entitled: I Have Ridden the Hasslehoff, New Telkan Press, Post Second Precursor War
Mantids were often known for poetic nas, and he was no exception. With the na Violet Flowers Line Paths to Peace, and he had recently brokered a peace deal between several long ti warring faction of Telkan in the Telkan Systems. He had brought an end to a six hundred year on again off again war that had consud millions but had never outright moved to total war. All parties had been satisfied and felt that the deal was more than fair and all factions had co away better off than they had been.
Part of the senior diplomatic negotiators for the Confederacy of Aligned Systems Diplomatic Corps, Violet had dealt with so of the most dangerous beings and organization in the galactic spur and managed to bring about peace between all of the factions.
Even more impressive, people of all species genuinely liked him.
The flotilla that carried him and his diplomatic team had been in hyperspace when everyone had heard it.
LET THE UNIVERSE SHAKE IN THE WRATH OF TERRASOL
The flotilla had imdiately dropped from hyperspace and then made a least-ti journey to the nearest friendly system with a needlecaster. It had been a trip of less than 40 hours. He had imdiately communicated to Diplomatic Services that he was standing by and that he would make a least-ti hyperspace multi-leg route toward the TerraSol Restricted Zone.
Sixty hours ago he had been in an older system, at the edge of old TerraSol Restricted Space. His diplomatic flotilla around the outer gas giant, taking on mass, when he had received an urgent communique.
TERMINATE ALL CURRENT AND FUTURE EFFORTS AND ASSIGNENTS
STAND BY FOR NEW ASSIGNNT
He had to admit, he had been sowhat apprehensive.
Worrying, Violet had returned to his quarters to watch H'Relp the Moo Moo Tender Power Hour and eat popcorn, trying not to worry about what this next assignnt would be.
When the orders were brought to him, he raised an antenna and knew that he was about to face the most challenging assignnt of his career.
Of any diplomat's career.
He was to proceed imdiately to TerraSol. He would engage in diplomatic negotiations after an international incident, as well as the current geopolitical landscape, had led to TerraSol withdrawing from the Gestalt system as well as closing the gates on what few embassies that they had already staffed.
The first thing Violet did was request from "We Live Here Now and Enjoy This Place as a Bastion of Goodness" ho-system all data from the last decade of Confederate/Terran interactions.
Records were nearly eighteen hours returning, via priority needlecast.
True, the station resented that his diplomatic authority gave him near total exclusive access to the needlecaster, but a few overtures and concessions in authority ensured that the station personnel felt as if it was to their benefit that his diplomatic team was using their needlecaster.
The big one was he ordered his flotilla to upgrade and perform maintenance on the needlecaster so that it could serve his needs, taking it from the Diplomatic Corps' budget rather than the system's budget.
Once he had the relative data, transmitted from the venerable Free Mantid States "Hive Ho
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