Meila looked at the view screen. Two ships were staring at each other with the hostilities low. One was triangular in shape, armed to the teeth with lasers and the such. Meanwhile it’s counterpart was matched well. No shields just armor plates.

“Ma’am we are being hailed, by both ships.”

“I have a headache, lets do one at a time.” and she did the finger guns towards Talat.

Talat smirked, and nodded, she sent a message to the other ship to hold on, and opened the channel for the Sirelian ship.

“I am a of the Sirelian Conglomerate. You are?” The woman with the fur pretruding from her neck looked at her.

“I am Commander Meila Tris of the Federation Ship, USS Sacagawea we are here to explore and meet new species.” Meila said standing up.

“I see… well we are currently in negotiations for this planet. It has once been apart of our Conglomerate, however our friends of the Nymvok have laid claim to it too. Would you be willing to help?” the Sirelian asked.

“I am willing to be a neutral party in which we will help negotiate a solution.” Meila said. “Only if both parties are willing.”

“I would imagine so, the Nymvok want a solution as much as we do.”

“Let me talk to their representative and get back to you.” Meila signaled to close the line.

Looking over to Kas, Kas nodded, “They are telling the truth they both want a solution. I sense no deception there.”

“Very well, Talat, get the Nymvok.” Meila ordered.

“They have been waiting patiently Commander.” the Operations Chief said.

“Greetings I am Meila Tris, the Commander of the Sacagawea, a Federation Starship here on behalf of Starfleet and the United Federation of Planets. I understand that you have a conflict that you need help in resolving, atleast that is my understanding from the Sirelians.” Meila introduced herself.

A helmeted person appeared on her screen, monotone voice, somewhat mechanical similar to the Breen, but recognized by the UTA, “Greetings, I am here on behalf of the Nymvok Confederacy. We wish to resume our joint mining efforts with the Sirelians here, however there is an issue that keeps arising, the ‘incident’.”

“The incident?” Meila asked.

“Yes, there was several mineshafts of ours that collapsed, and well we believe it was sabotage by the Sirelians. That was against our initial negotiations, and thus the treaty and subsequent co-operation was discontinued.”

“I assume you had done an investigation into this matter?” Meila asked.

“It was Sirelian jurisdiction as it was their time on the planet. During which only our machines are permitted to operate and a small group of Engineers are permitted.”

“Interesting.” Meila was analyzing internally. “Do you mind if we run a few scans on the planet?”

“Please proceed, our sensors cannot penetrate the Thermosphere of this planet.” replied the Nymvok.

“Bring up our Sirelian friends, Talat, Peacegrove, set course for the planet.” Meila said taking over the science station, she adjusted the planetary sensors for the interference and compensated for the radiation emitting from the Sun, “Turns out there is a colony down there.”

Meila looked up from the console, “Care to tell me about them?”