"Five of you will be selected to set course on the Delta XX. From there you will travel the Galaxy, visiting other worlds and creating alliances. Any questions?" We all stood perfectly still, staring straight ahead. No one even dared to utter a syllable. Not a single person of the forty two, arranged in a straight line. "Now who wants to become an ambassador?" - Credits to @elasticamerican for mah bootifull cover Tragically slow updates.