The ragged, cracked landscape loomed up before them, vast in the viewscreen of the ship's helm.
"Where are we?" asked Ensign Ford.
"Infinity."
"Why do they call this place 'Infinity'?" chirped the communications officer.
"A long time ago, decades, perhaps, this was a thriving colony planet. Though it had infinite possibilities, I suppose. Now, not so much," said the hooded captain with a slight shake of his head. People abandoned it. Sometimes a place just...dies."
The CYS Marine Commander Mizal checked and rechecked her weapon reflexively. "Anyone down there still?"
"You'll get your fun," the captain assured her.
"Where are we again?" asked Ensign Ford.
The communications officer turned from her console, considering the planet on the viewscreen thoughtfully. "Anything salvageable? Why come all the way to the neutral zone?"
"When they left, they abandoned their mine. Mostly dross. But there's some hidden gems. And I aim to claim them for the Empire of CYS," the hooded captain said.
The Marauder-class Battlecruiser loomed over Infinity. Grim trophies were nailed to the kiel of the ship. A snake, a warrior cat, a wolf. All symbols, no doubt, of defeated clans.
Science Officer Ogre stepped forward. "This is a class 3-J planet. You know what that means. Watch your step. You're not back in the Discord system. The air here is purer than we're used to. I've personally filled these tanks with breathable air for everyone." He handed round masks, breathers, and tanks full of the mildly toxic atmosphere the CYStians were most comfortable in.
"Look." The captain suddenly paused.
"What?" the red-haired marine commander said, following his gaze.
"We're not the only ones here. You may get your fun sooner than I thought. Oh, they're hailing us. It was a message of friendship and collaboration in the spirit of building bridges."
His finger hovered over the launcher for the omni-directional acid cannon. But he did not press it.
"Reply to them, Lt. Cricket."
"Sir?"
"Reply to them."
"Oh, I see. Yes, I know exactly what to send them. My favorite..."
"No, no. Encourage them. Tell them that we shall meet them on Infinity without weapons. Tell them we have fought too long, and that it is time for us to lay down arms."
"I'll just send this picture of a fluffy white dog."
"Fine, fine."
The captain met the eye of his marine commander.
"Prepare to greet them."