(http://images.wikia.com/tokinowa/images/6/6b/Yamato.jpg)<br/><br/>August 3rd, 2242. it has been just under Two years since the Musashi launched from The Lazarus Corporations Far Eastern Research Complex. In that Time, the ship performed her duties admirably. Preventing Space pirates from attacking Company assets and retrieving stolen goods. The Musashi also became a mascot of sorts for the company. Though she was often confused for her legendary sister, the Yamato.<br/><br/>Today was no different than any other. The Musashi was escorting a Mining colony Start up fleet. One Year ago, an Unmanned Deep space probe had returned a very promising report of a Planet that was detected. It was the fourth Planet in a G class star system. Pictures from Orbit had show a Water planet with large continents scattered throughout the surface. Due to its size, roughly 2/3 the size of Earth, its Gravity was measured at only .85 normal Gravity. The Mineral analyzing probe that was sent down found that while the Planet didn't have the normal resources that were in constant demand. It did possess elements that were unknown. This made the scientist and Researchers at Lazarus very interested. However, the best part of the planet was the fact that with minimal terraforming. It could easily sustain Human life. Possibly become even more than a mere mining operation.<br/><br/>The crew of the Musashi went about their Jobs. the PA doing the usual announcements as the ship ran like a well oiled machines. Moving down one corridor. A particular individual had the presence to interrupt this steady flow. The other members of the crew pressing themselves to the sides of the corridors as he approached. Snapping up salutes at his passing. Captain Jeremy Black returned the salutes as he continued his walk of the ship. His singular eye constantly scanning the corridor ahead of him as he checked in with his department heads. Making sure everything was going smoothly his ship.<br/><br/>Captain Black barely said a word all morning. So far everything was shipshape and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Eventually, he made his way to the Bridge. As the door hissed open, the din of normal Operations could be heard. Jeremy didn't want his bridge crew to come to attention when he came on the bridge like they did in the star forces. He preferred they stayed working. He gave the bridge a once over as he approached his seat and sat down. "Sir, We'll be exiting warp in approximately 20 minutes" The Helms woman stated smartly. Jeremy nodded to her as she turned back to her station. "Well, Well Captain. It is good to see you finally joined us." A nasally voice broke over the Din of the bridge. Alexander Cromwell, the Company's Liaison with the ship snorted. at 4'9" He was very short and seemed to hold that against anyone taller than he. He looked like the weasel that he was. His rather rodent features were only emphasized by the fact that he was in denial of the fact that he was losing his hair. To cover up his bald spot. He used the old Slicked comb over trick. Though it barely covered it. "Yes, Mr Cromwell. I was checking with my...". "Company!" Cromwell interjected on Blacks comment. He was always quick to remind Black that this ship and her crew were Company property. Jeremy single Hazel eye flashed upon the diminutive man. Alexander recoiled back as if he was about to be struck. There were times that Jeremy was very tempted to strike him. Particularly when the little wort was trying to get too fresh with a female member of the crew. Jeremy decided to ignore him for now.<br/><br/>"Sir, We are coming out of Warp. We'll be rendezvousing with the Mining/colony fleet once we exit warp." The Helms-woman reported as the scene out of the Main windscreen shifted from the the technicolor rainbow effect of warp to plain space. A Medium sized blue Marble appeared before the makeshift fleet. "What a unimpressive planet" Cromwell commented smugly. "If you have nothing of use to add, kindly remain quiet on my bridge, Mr. Cromwell." Jeremy said in a monotone voice. Alexander turned up his lip as if he was about to make a retort but thought better of it. He simply skulked into the corner. looking at the two female bridge officers with overly appreciative eyes.<br/><br/>As the Fleet and The Musashi formed up. checks and vital communications were exchanged. All the while, the Musashi scanned the area for any potential threats. "Excuse me Captain. I am picking up strange signals?" The Comms Officer reported. "Origin?" Black inquired. "It appears to be coming from the planet surface. I can put it on the main viewer." The comms officer reported. "Do it." Black commanded as he and the rest of the bridge crew looked up. An Image quickly fazed in. It was confusing at first, but as they looked on it appeared familiar. They couldn't' understand the language, but the people on the screen looked human. Though there were some obvious differences. For all intents and purposes. It appeared to be a news broadcast. they weren't sure of the contents, but judging by the clothes. It was important. Or at least when compared to the clothes Humans normally wore. "Comms, Is that what I think it is?" Black asked. "It sure looks like it, TV sir." The reply came. This complicated matters greatly. "Contact the Mining fleet. Tell them to come to a stop immediately." Black Barked. He felt a set of Beady eyes upon him. "Perhaps the Captain should look under contingency plan "13"" Alexander suggested nonchalantly. Jeremy looked at him and punched some commands on his private terminal.<br/><br/>Jeremy's one good eye widened in shock. "You do realize<em>This</em>is against the Law." Jeremy hissed. Trying to keep his bridge crew from hearing. "Out here, Captain. "We" are the law. We are more advanced then they are and we can simply take what we want." Cromwell stated arrogantly. "If a Suitable world for exploitation has been discovered with sentient life. Unless that Sentient life could put up resistance sufficient enough to make exploitation unprofitable. The Native life is to be removed. By force if needed." Cromwell recited verbatim of the Orders.