[b][right]USAF DAEDALUS // UNKNOWN SPACE[/right][/b]

Steven Caldwell scrolled through the data. They had some difficulty interfacing it with their computer systems but having McKay aboard really made things go a lot smoother he had to admit. The scientist was arrogant at times, had his head up his own ass but he could get away with it as he was actually as smart as he thought he was. He didn't quite agree with McKays suggestion at Commenor, but he also didn't agree with the decisions of sending themselves to Kashyyyk or Naboo, both seemed important to this Galactic Empire that they had been warned about. What they needed to do was find somewhere neutral, out of the way. Somewhere where they wouldn't get into any trouble but had a reliable source of supplies should they need it. 

The Daedalus could run for years off their Naquadah Generators, the first issue would be armament. They had enough railgun rounds to last them a while but only a relatively small supply of nuclear missiles before they had to resort to non-nuclear armament which historically didn't get them very far in engagements. This reality or universe, whichever it was, was bound to have some form of missile or explosive material that they could use to [i]make[/i] missiles. There would be food in abundance, whenever you had living beings there had to be food so that they could maintain their lives. [i]Sometimes we are the food.[/i] He shuddered at the thought, he couldn't think of a worse way to go than to become somethings lunch.

No, the biggest issue would be the F-302s. They had a store of fuel onboard to keep them going for a while but eventually, that would run out, and while the 302 was a space-faring craft it still used fuel-burning engines. Steven brought up the map as he found the look of something he liked. A dense nebula, it was farther away than he would have liked especially since Sheppard had already offered the Daedalus to help another ship go through hyperspace. However once they were inside they would be virtually undetectable to sensors from outside the Nebula, at that point they could come and go as they pleased. Probably leave the bigger ships behind while the [i]Daedalus, Glasgow[/i] and the weird triangle ship were the ones to go for supplies. It was easier to sell the lie of just being a ship you've never seen or heard off before if it's significantly smaller than everything else. 

He also had to deal with the idea that McKay was sought after by these, Sangheili people aboard the [i]Aegis[/i] because he seemed to have some idea as to what was going on. If they wanted McKay to go there then they'd have to wait until they relocated, he wanted to know what their FTL signature was like so if they tried to run with him they would be able to beam him out first. Caldwell turned to Lt.Cooper who sat at her terminal. "Open a channel to the fleet."

"Channels open sir."

"This is Colonel Caldwell aboard the [i]Daedalus[/i]. I'm transmitting co-ordinates to what I believe would be a suitable location for us to lie low in order to solve our problems. It's also not too far away from planets that we can't send missions to get supplies." He sat in his chair and keyed in some commands, transmitting the data out to the fleet. The co-ordinates of the [url=https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Transitory_Mists]Transitory Mists.[/url]