IOA Catherine Langford
Location: Multiversal void > Coruscant geosynchronous orbit
Current objective: Establish contact with fleet
"Beloved? We are almost there." Ariadne said softly in their shared mindscape, causing Catherine to wake up. The
Langford's crew did not need Daniel to tell them that multiversal dimension travel was not changing their location - Sheppard and his posse discovered that on their own when they encountered the
Daedalus from an alternate reality, making that fact well known. Hence why her ship has passed through the Supergate and was now hauling ass through a galaxy no longer all too far away. It was amazing how the same galaxy could evolve so differently if it's ascended overlords were missing from the equation. But the more things changed, the more they stayed the same. Apparently, what in another reality was an ecumenopolis called Coruscant was where the city of Celestis resided in their home universe.
And hence why Kat was taking the time to sleep, as she assumed that sleep will be a scarce commodity in the coming days. That and the wound in her chest was still healing. Ariadne worked wonders, but having recently switch hosts, the Ex-Goa'Uld, and now pretty much an Ex-Tok'Ra was so exhausted she barely knotted their shared body together before succumbing to slumber herself.
"I'm awake." Catherine answered while stiffling a yawn. She chose to wear the BDU instead of dress blues despite the fact that she was likely to be meeting with foreign dignitaries. To her chagrin, Catherine barely paid the collection of dresses Ariadne picked for them any attention.
"CO on deck!" The XO barked as she entered the bridge, and she dismissed their attention with a wave of a hand. "Colonel, we are two minutes away from exiting hyperspace. How are we handling transport from there?"
"Dr. Lawson has asked for the subspace capacitor and alternate reality drive blueprints, but brass deemed them too unstable and Dr. Jackson is already pushing boundries of what he is allowed to do. He will shift us through realities himself though. Don't ask me why that is allowed, the Ancients are as cryptic with their rules as with anything else, apparently." Catherine answered.
True to his word, Daniel Jackson poofed into existence next to her as soon as they exited hyperspace. "Got everything you need?"
"Wishing we had time to make canister shells for the railguns but we'll make due." Kat answered briefly, "Put us in the game, coach."
"Sitrep!" Black barked as the ship made the transition to the alternate dimension.
"All systems nominal. We're detecting the promised allied fleet, including the big one. Otherwise, it's... Quiet. No lifesigns on the planet other than a couple of strange signatures in a ziggurat looking structure." Lieutenant Zaken reported from the sensors console, "There seem to be shuttles flocking to the
Warspite, ma'am."
"Looks like the Legos have a head start. Patch me through tot the other ships."
After receiving the confirmation, Kat addressed the ragtag band of ships. "Relief fleet, Langford. Be extremely wary of the debris surrounding the planet. Replicators generally need only a dozen or so block to begin replicating. Make sure you bring nothing on board your vessels and have your close in defenses ready. Ground to space attacks using boarding missiles can not be ruled put at this time, break.
We have further intelligence on the enemy and a plan of action to contain and eradicate the threat. We see transports heading for the Warspite, is that where we are briefing? Over."