Carter had watched the other ships long enough, they had to make a move sooner or later while all the other ships seemed divided. If there was trouble then they could leave in the chaos. Carter looked at the holotable where their AI, Atom, slowly spun about his axis.
"Atom."
"Yes, captain?"
"We're a reconnaissance ship, tell me something."
"Right, the ship scanners have provided to us the exterior features of the other ships. However, between shield interference and the size of the ships, we cannot scan their interior, nor do we have the time to analyze any data that could hint at the interiors. We have heard some transmissions from the ships but it can be reasonably assumed that anything important is being transmitted via tight beam."
Carter and Dr. West examined the vessels for awhile, but in reality there wasn't anything that could tell them about the other vessels other than their weapons. They were mostly looking for markings that might relate back to their own world, but that wasn't the case. It also seemed that other ships, based on their transmissions, were lost. They had yet to hear from everyone though. So, assuming that they'd eventually be found anyway before they could gather more information, Carter tapped the magic button that controlled communications.
"This is Captain Carter of the vessel Myth," he had to pause for a second, "of the United Onyx Government. I do not know this section of the universe, assuming it is my universe. It would be greatly appreciated if the inhabitants of this sector would provide the necessary information so that my crew and I could return to our duties." After their transmission the Myth dropped its cloak.
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Commander Greene was standing in the back of the bridge, listening to the bridge crew go about their business. His team had been ready for awhile now, just a few minutes after the arrival, actually. He had already completed his task and after a few minutes Greene decided that it would be made known if they had to deploy. It didn't take long for him to reach his team, who were hovering around the ship's main door. They looked intimidating in their black armor, standing several inches taller than their normal 6'+ frames. Greene also knew that the exoskeletons in their armor would move most items that they could possibly need to move. Finally, they even had their own shielding. It was the operators that made the armor so efficient, though. Since the armor had been released to Delta not a single operator had been lost, although it could easily happen given the right circumstances. Greene wasn't admiring Delta and the armor because it made him feel proud, rather, he was comparing it to what the other ships might have. Given the their ability to make such large ships... they could easily carry some elite operators. Onyx didn't have such large ships, the Onyx navy preferred smaller, versatile crafts that would guard a carrier, the carriers being smaller than most of the ships he saw here. However, Onyx used espionage and special operation strikes to cripple hostile aliens, but the aliens they encountered never had such large ships. They'd have to be careful.