Stelam: Now that you mention it.... *He tsks.* Stelam: It is a quandary... Unimatrix 001 *Nexus sighs.* Nexus: What's taking them so long? *He taps his foot impatiently.*
Stelam: Shoot it? *There's light chuckling.* Unimatrix 001 *Nexus has started interacting with some of the drones, in the Collective, asking them for advice. This, of course, only takes a few microseconds.*
*Nexus blinks.* Nexus: Rude... *He starts pacing, as a drone walks in and starts repairing a console.* R.S.S. Republic Stelam: It's obviously a trap. *It comes in from over the internal comms.*
Alexandria: Hey! Could an infant keep you talking while back up arrives?! *She smiles as several bodies in form concealing suits rise silently from the ground.*
*Nexus tilts his head, confused. He also raises a hairless, pale eyebrow.* Nexus: What do you mean, Captain? We stated our dilemma in the distress call. *The Sphere keeps circling the star, obviously a wounded beast. It sparks and glows eerily.*
*David sees a young looking drone, with no hair, and robotic eyes. His left arm has been replaced with a less clunky implant, and overall he looks like the Queen from the historic report of Commander Data.* Nexus: Hello there, Captain. Admiral. Lieutenant. Whichever rank you are. *He smiles.* OOC: Think Borg Queen from…
Antony: And where are we going to get the money to finance this, huh? OOC: Hey, West? Can you edit your post to say Sphere? That was kinda my mistake...;)
*The cube floats away slowly, showing the entire wreckage of a Borg fleet... and a single, barely functional sphere floats around the edge of the white dwarf.* Unimatrix 001 Nexus: Let's hope I'm a halfway decent diplomat. *He hails the Republic.*
Antony: You're insane! How is a small group of people supposed to take down an organization that's gone intergalactic and has seemingly unlimited resouces!?
OOC: Well, you decide. Kill shots if you want her to surrender, low stun if you want her to get away with and inform the Enterprise. Alexandria: I'm ten years old! *She smiles and holds out her hands, showing her fingers, and almost falls.*
Sector 1132, Unimatrix 001 *Nexus is walking around the Sphere, taking a look with his robotic eyes. The repairs seem to be going well, even though the manpower on board was extremely low. His left hand starts malfunctioning again, and he sighs.* Nexus: That's going to have to go at some point. After we get the robotics…
*Alexandria smiles and nods.* Alexandria: Mmhmm! It's that-! *She blinks, then frowns.* Alexandria: I don't think Commander Xand would like it if I told you...