Engines thrummed throughout the superstructure as archon Desmond Lalomde stood looking out over the bridge. The Solarian crew working like a well oiled machine as the miles long hundred year old vessel approached its destination. The strange globe expanded out underneath them, the curved shapes of the solari vessels? Brilliant white hulls now chipped and pitted grey standing out like glitches against the void, lit by a foreign son. The years in cryo stasis had left a toll on him, the feel of 10 years lost descended on his still cold limbs as he gathered himself to issue the command that had been coming for untold decades. "Burst transmission to Korfu, let them know the Starburst now flies under a foreign sun, let them know the consensus stands"
Around the world, the established satellite constellation with clear line of sight of kerbol begin a coded series of burst transmissions back to receiving stations. So loud and aggressive faint green waves of energy colesce as the single shot bomb pumped laser transmitters send thr transmission home a wake up call that the long, never ending march through the void had finally come to an end.
Back on kerbin, the Solari diaspora, the descendents of the great solari consensus living on the last true canton of that once proud nation stood awaiting the count down, the time delay was always
Known and it was killing them. Had desmond lalondes gambit worked, had they landed simply perished all those years ago, days counted down into hours as they awaited the signal from the uif observatory on the mun. The millions of solari consensus citizens, all across the uif but especially on the last canton of korfu await the word, they wait for word of the solari nations destiny finally being fulfilled.
