"Yes, boss!" Catherine rolled her eyes under her eyelids. Duh! "Try to make sure they won't detect this one as soon as it sticks it's head through the door." she jabbed verbally as Lawson returned for the forgotten device. Fortunately SGC universally adopted the FESS, but that would only work for as long as no one else uses ship to ship missiles that would just disintegrate the safety in the blast.

Walking up to the 'stage' - seriously, elevated pedestal? What was she a supermodel? Or a micromanaging freak who needed to watch over everyone's shoulders? Well OK, maybe the last one a little... - she pulled up the flight roster for today. Incidentally the first name on it was the woman she just met. Damn her luck! She connected to the pilot's earpiece: "Lieutenant, suit up and report to Dr. Lawson in the hangar, you will be flying recon 1."

A few minutes later, the [i]Nyx[/i] dropped out of hyperspace and parked in orbit around of the outermost planet. "Are we getting anything yet?" she asked, wondering if there was any communication traffic at least. "Nothing on subspace, either data or transit. Whatever is here, it's staying and there are no more on the way." the sensors tech reported. "Well, let's have a closer look."

Tapping the controls she connected to the hangar: "We're here, is the plane ready?"
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