The Kruus-class Armoured Star Galleon approached Baltimn from Hyperspace, approaching via the Neimoidian Station to take onboard a selection of crew and droids in order that they would be able to crew the ship they intended to confiscate today. The Neimoidian Ship then proceded in-system. On its hull, in paint still wet was painted the Symbol of the New Republican Guard, next to the symbol of the New Republic. It proceded ponderously in system, showing no particular urgency but approaching with caution, wary of Baltimn deciding they liked the idea of owning his nice shiny hull. His weapons carousels remained, except for Ion Cannon Batteries, turned inwards and inactive. The seven full squadrons of Strikefighters aboard remaining on standby for action.
Neimoidian vessels having been in the Baltimn System for a week now, their cursorary scans had revealed the strength of the Baltimn Fleet. On his spare runtime ICTOOD Kruus quietly ran a sequence of simulations for how he would engage the fleet if necessary. He then, in his sphere of gel, grasped at his paunch, before realisng it was just a sensation of the computer.. carrying all these passengers, over the normal compliment made him feel... full.
As he approached he made a double check the Transponders were switched on and identifying his ship as one of the Republican Guard of the New Republic, he broadcast his credentials, as a Captain of the Republican Guard and so a suitable officer to take into custody the vessel.
He then broadcast a text only symbol, his vocaliser was currently being cleaned at the moment.
+++ THIS IS CAPTAIN ICTOOD KRUUS OF THE SHIP VICEROY KRUUS, REPUBLICAN GUARD, YOU ARE INSTRUCTED THAT YOUR PLANET IS NOT IN COMPLIANCE WITH NEW REPUBLIC STATUE APPLICABLE TO YOUR WORLD. AS REQUIRED UNDER THE DEFENSE OF THE SHIPPING INDUSTRY ACT OF 20ABY YOU ARE INSTRUCTED TO TURN OVER ALL VESSELS PURCHASED FROM, OR PRODUCED BY THE PROSCRIBED SHIPWRIGHT: REVAK AND LARBEN. +++
After his vocaliser was finished being cleaned, he selected a soothing voice that he thought would be suitable for this situation, a slightly echoey but authoritative female voice was chosen, ICTOOD had always wondered what it would feel like being a girl, within his gel filled sarcophagus, ICTOOD smiled.
