Raymond could do nothing at this time except glare at the enemy ships. The Marauders faced many enemies and had many near death experiences. He didn't want this to be their last one. He could feel his heartbeat in his ears, his head throbbed with pain, and his nerves were on edge. The sound of Addy informing him that the coordinates were put made him glance back down at the control console. Tahillie's voice also giving him the okay, Raymond slammed his fist onto the button. The whole ship rumbled, then roared into life. The rims of the windows started to glow white. The entire ship felt as if it was being pulled backwards like a slingshot, and just when the Mole Rat ships launched their gigantic cannons, the Monroe lurched forward, entering Warp Drive.

When in Warp Drive, the view looking out of the ship was an interesting one if you've never seen it. You move so fast through space, that the Doppler Effect kicks in. When you are looking in the direction of where the ship is moving towards, the area around it is the richest blue you would ever see, and if you look close enough you can see the high pitched waves moving incredibly fast, but hypnotic, like watching static on a television but it being void of sound. When looking at where the ship was, the area is a rich, mellow red, its waves slower and more of a steady throb of textures, like watching lavafall. If looking outside from the side of the ship, you see long, white streaks, like billions of strings surrounding the ship. Raymond enjoyed the views of Warp Drive, even after seeing it for so many years. Depending on his mood he would just stare at the view from the front, back or side of the ship, watching the chaos of logic and physics. It was funny how Chaos could be found in even the most orderly and constant things in the universe.

For the first time in three days he didn't feel paranoid. He leaned back in the Captain's chair, a faint smile on his face as he put his hands on his face, but wincing when his fingers touched the nasty bruise on his forehead... But it wasn't time to relax. Not yet. Raymond climbed out of the chair, making his way towards the hallway. "Doctor, what's the current situation on Shasoon?" Raymond asked through the comms system, but his tone wasn't one of authority. He wasn't demanding an answer, there was sincereness in it. A friend asking a friend.

He didn't dare go into the medical bay though while Rae was operating. He would only cause trouble, and he would absolutely have more injuries than just a busted head and almost bit off finger. His destination was the airlock where their new prisoner was. He had a lot of questions for the mysterious stranger. And Raymond Chase was NOT the man to threaten.