Shattered Stars!

[the red soldier]

Skitar

Things just got more hectic and busy for Skitar as other faces just came to the embassy for protection. "This isn't a time to be picky so yes, you can harvest the corpses. As long as you don't touch Imperial bodies. Understood?" Looking back at the monitors, he watched as the streets seemed to look more like a warzone every passing second. "Current threat CFC. The Ynu also have a strong presence in the area but the idea of fortifying and making a battle line is "above" them. Mostly hit and run tactics. Some smaller races could also-" Suddenly, the screens went blank as the ground began to shake violently. Looking at his wrist computer, Skitar could only scream. "Status?... STATUS REPORT?!" A communication suddenly came through, the Admir from before had reached his ship. "Specialis Muneris Skitar. The palace were the meeting occurred... Its gone..." "But the Primarch!" "No one could have survived such an explosion. By Holy Terra..."

No time for mourning though, gun fire started ringing out across the streets between several factions and groups. The embassy itself was a prime target and a group of CFC marine dropships were headed right at it.

[darktimes]

AU Gamma's artificial Muscle cramped and a low, dark whir escapes his body. Anger, hate, disappointment, all these emotions run through his routines right now. and he loved it. "Attack On Imperial Embassy, In Synchronization With A Bomb Attack On A Political Representatives. We Conclude... War." the word felt bittersweet.
"As Official Ambassador Of The Free Machine Coalition I Authorize Code Green." there were four higher rated colours, but AU Gamma didn't want to overdo it.
the information was passed from system to system, from security AI to communications, to power supply. the systems not under coalition control were hacked and assimilated, in mere 2 seconds all interlocked systems in the district were under his whim, and turrets and mechs were ready to deploy. he ordered them to patrol and get the civilian population into their buildings, as it seems as the forces at the embassy would be sufficient to defend this position.
Warfare tactics, strategies and combat programs started to download into his local machine body. he had to delete a few politeness algorithms to make room though.
"Imperial! Get A Hold Of Yourself And Prepare!"

[Der Kojote]

Ak'tish grabbed his laser staff and whispered into his comlink, "Quarl, do whatever it takes to the Imperials, send a transmission to the imperials, we're throwing our lot with them for the coming conflict..." he then approached the doctor, "well then I suppose we're going to be fighting on the same side...May you burn your enemies to bits."