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Silently drifting through the stillness of space, a ship approaches Aschen space. Inside of the ship, named Discovery VII, to it's closest translation, were six Oberon, a race of humanoids never before seen by anyone here. Nor anywhere else, really. They weren't here to present any treaties, nor attack anything, but just to watch. Only two of the Oberon, both male, were active. The rest were in hyper-sleep, as the journey was long, even with a skip drive. The ship was not very large, but that wasn't much of a problem. They only needed two beds, and while sleeping in 0G was hard, the two Oberon were accustomed to it by now. The trip had only taken about three weeks, incredibly shorter than they used to, thanks to the recently trialed cold-fusion engines. All that they really needed to power it was water, which was easy enough to come by. The Oberon at the helm of the ship, known very simply as Paul Clarke, looked at the planets in front of him. One of them, called I-01.7, being the first inhabited planet they had seen. The other Oberon, Will Kengor, manuevered himself into the cockpit and stared at the sight in front of him. He didn't say anything, and neither did Paul. They continued on, getting closer to I-01.7.