[b][right]AR-1 // RESURGENCE // UNKNOWN SPACE[/right][/b]

McKay nodded. "That is, fair I guess." He looked over to see Sheppard beckoning him over. "We'll be in touch soon no doubt, though it looks like it's time for us to-" He signalled over to Sheppard. Not sure what the 'goodbye' protocol was for when dealing with an alien species from another universe. "-Uh. Yeah."

Meanwhile, Sheppard was saying his goodbyes to the crew of the Glasgow. "We'll be in touch with details about the Hyperspace jump, but we better report back to the [i]Daedalus'[/i] commander." He offered a half salute before walking out of the room.

The rest of the team joined him Ronon, however, was the last one to leave, keeping his eyes on the Broodmother and the Sangheili as he left. Even once they left the briefing room he kept glancing back to see if they were being followed. There was something he liked about this 'Shipmaster Falul'. The way he was no-nonsense get the job done, it's one of the things he liked about Sheppard and felt like the rest of the humans from Earth lacked. Even Caldwell who had proved himself competent but still relied on protocol put in place by people who likely had no idea what the situation on the ground was.

McKay did a short jog hop to catch up with Sheppard. "So I see you're making friends?"

"Just about as much as you are. Offered them a ride with the Daedalus." 

McKay scoffed. "Are you insane? The Daedalus' hyperdrive isn't made for transporting two ships."

"Relax Rodney, it's just a short hop away. It'll be a tax on the hyperdrive I'm sure but with you and Hermiod I'm sure you can keep the hyperdrive from falling apart. Commander Erthos already offered to retrofit their ship with one of their hyperdrives. So it'll probably be just one trip, two at most." Sheppard shrugged as he continued walking down the corridor, pausing slightly at a junction, as if not entirely sure on what way to go before turning right to go down the corridor. They eventually came to the hangar, without an escort this time they had much more time to look around at the processes going on. Various robotic units dotted around the hangar, working away on a variety of projects. They seemed to be assisted by some of the living beings of the ship.

Sheppard's eye was drawn to some of the craft that littered the hangar deck, and there were a lot of them. "I don't think we're at the point where you can ask to take one for a joy ride." 

Sheppard shot a dirty look at Ronon. "I wasn't thinking about that, I was just interested in their technology, the same as Rodney is when he's doing his scans."

Rodney looked up from the handheld scanner he was walking around glued too. "Huh?"

"See. Exactly. These are foreign, alien powers. They could have technology that could be useful to us in our fight against the Wraith, as I don't know if any of you noticed but so far we've come up with zip in terms of new technology to fight the Wraith."

Rodney nodded. "He's right. In some way these people aren't as advanced as what we have, the readings I'm getting from their shielding are virtually non-existent. Yet the power input their reactor has? It's insane, the way their transport flies without any visible engines. That's so far ahead of us it is unreal. Its almost as if they've stagnated for years technologically."

"Then perhaps they will be valuable allies indeed." Teyla was the next one to speak up.

Forever the pessimist Rodney looked at her with a worried face. "So long as they don't drag us into their war first."

Everyone turned to look at Rodney. "Need I remind you that in that briefing room the main piece of information we got was [i]Empire bad[/i]."

Sheppard nodded. "It did seem a little bit that way, if we first come across the Empire while we're flying with the [i]Resurgence[/i] I can almost guarantee how it will end. I've seen that look before though, that's the look of a man who has been at war for a very long time."

Ronon grunted. "It is the look of a man who has lost everything, and fighting to get it back." 

Sheppard nodded his thanks as a random deckhand noticed them walking around looking lost and pointed towards one of the dropships. "It's that one Sirs."

They all took their place in the main body of the craft. "Well. We got a lot to talk to Caldwell about." The doors closed as the craft lifted off the deck, flew through the shield and headed out into space on a return voyage to the Daedalus.