Standing on the bridge, Sub Commander Sir Legolas was closely observing the Protoss war vessle. No time to ask Lord Vincent for advice, and besides, no human would check things like this with his advisor.
*personal intercom*
V'cenzah, hold your fire. I know you like to work the Ceasar, but unless you want to blow up this ship you'll have to wait until we take off
*External comm channel*
Praetor Tassadar, you are orbiting a Weisurian planet. Leave this planet immediately, or it will be you who starts a war. I do not know your motives, and I do not care. Your hostile intentions are clear, we can fight things out at any time you like.
*To an officer*
"Contact flight control. Tell them to ready the planet's defences, orbital lasers and all."
*To bridge*
"Abort the launch until this threat is dealt with. Instruct the cargo ship MCS Haernon to hold. If that alien tries to hail us again, put him through to flight control. I'll be in my chambers."
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