USS G. HAMMOND // CORUSCANT ORBIT
Just because Colonel Carter wasn't currently aboard, that didn't mean that everything on the ship came to a resounding halt. While Lt.Col Franklin managed things on the bridge, between avoiding another impressively large ship, scanning the planet, arranging the away team, and monitoring comms. He agreed with the assessment of the Malevolence crew that
landing on the surface was foolish but that was up to other parties to convince them that their ships being there was likely a bad idea.
While things were just
starting to get settled another ship dropped out of FTL travel. "Marks?"
He turned to the all-knowledgeable Major who in all likelihood was the most experienced member of the bridge crew in the entire airforce. "I'm sorry sir, it doesn't match any of the scans given to us by Doctor Jackson."
"Is it native?"
Marks hit several more keys on his console. "Best I can tell, no sir. Like the rest of our vessels its emitting some form of radiation that the natives vessels aren't."
"Get Colonel Carter over here, we have a situation she's going to have to deal with."
AVENGER // CORUSCANT ORBIT
It all happened so fast for Sam aboard the
Avenger. In the CIC a computer voice spoke, initiating the transfer of command and then the commander spoke basically folding in under the existing command of the Hammond. Sam didn't have a chance to feel flustered or embarrassed, the military mind in her kicked in. It made some kind of sense given the threat that they streamline the command and control structure as much as physically possible.
She shook Catherine Blacks hand. "Thankyou-" Her earpiece chimed in from Franklin telling her that her presence was required back on the Hammond. "-I'm afraid I'm being called back." She indicated to the younger blonde woman she had brought with her. "This is Major Hailey. She'll help adjust your comms and scanners, and do any other work you require."
She tapped her ready. "Ready to beam." With that Colonel Carter disappeared in a flash of light.
USS G. Hammond // CORUSCANT ORBIT
Sam walked over to her console as soon as she was back aboard the bridge. There were two ships that drew her attention. One was some form of native shuttle headed towards the
Malevolence whereas the other one IFF wasn't quite registering on their sensors as of yet, a cursory scan and she agreed with Kevin's assessment that this ship was like them, and it wasn't from this universe.
"Meyers, open a local channel to the Malevolence and ask them if they want any additional company with our local hosts. Put an offer out to the other ships of the fleet that we can beam them aboard the Malevolence on their request if they require. Then open a channel to the new vessel."
Pat Meyers relayed the message to the
Malevolence and the other ships of the fleet, then nodded towards Sam to let her know that she was live to the unidentified vessel.
"Unidentified vessel, this is Colonel Carter of the USS. George Hammond. Our scans indicate you're not native to this universe however, we weren't expecting you. Do you require any assistance?" She signaled to close the channel and then continued to pour over the scan data of the new ship, it was fascinating. There were certain technological similarities between their own and Asgard designs but it was totally alien. She could pour over this for hours, but there were bigger fish to fry.
HAMMOND AWAY TEAM // CORUSCANT SURFACE
There were two flashes of lights on the surface as Colonel Cameron Mitchell, and Vala Mal Doran appeared on the surface of the planet. Dressed in their black BDUs and holding P90s. Mitchell immediately tapped his earpiece. "Hammond this is Mitchell, we're down on the planet. We'll stay in touch."
Explosions continued to fall as the 'quarantine' area was maintained by the ships in orbit. "Oh just think of the
treasures this place holds."
"We're here on a mission."
"I know I know, but how often do we get to explore another universe?"
"I can think off
several mission reports."
"Yes but none of them were us, and besides some payment for saving the universe. is it too much to ask?"
"Just run the scans." Vala rolled her eyes and pulled out a tablet and scanner. She blew her bubble in Mitchell's direction ensuring that it would
pop as defiantly as possible. He completely ignored her, and with one hand holding his P90 at rest he raised his other to wave at the
colourful groups of people who had come from alternate universes like they had.
"Hey fellas, how's it going? Seen anything exciting yet?"
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