[b][right]IMPERIAL VENATOR // UNKNOWN SPACE[/right][/b]

There was a shimmering of bright light as a high pitched humming spread throughout the Starfighter bridge that was currently engulfed in chaos. Orders to launch fighters were dimmed out by the devastating assault that the ragtag fleet was causing to the three ships. The two Clone Troopers at the door raised their rifles towards the disruption but before they could do it four streams of blue energy shot out and hit them. Stunning them and sending them to the ground as Sheppard's team and a squad of marines appeared where the bright light was moments ago. Sheppard turned to the Marines. "Secure those weapons and that door." He then turned to McKay. "Get a robot, get on the computers."

He then turned his attention to the wider room. "Don't try anything funny, we're not here to kill anyone. Me and my friends here just need a little information." He looked around for the commanding officer, though realised he didn't recognise any of the rank insignias so doing that was a little pointless. "Who's in charge?"

One of the identical faces, though they were warned about the whole Clone thing, stepped forward. "I am. CC-59281. Imperial Navy, Starfighter Corps."

"Yeah yeah, that's great, I'm sure you're a very important pawn. Where can we get a robot?"

"You mean like an astromech droid?"

"Yeah, whatever you want to call them." The clone pointed at a droid that appeared to be hiding in a back corner. "Okay, you're up McKay. Everyone else, get going to the escape pods."

"Sheppard?" That was Ronon. "You sure you want to let them go?"

"We don't kill defenceless people Ronon. Besides, we still don't even know if these guys are our enemies yet." He signalled towards the door with the stunner he was holding. "Now get moving." The Clone thing gave the signal as all the other people with his face stood up and ran out of the room, the marines watching them the whole time to make sure nobody got any ideas. While they were allowed to drag their stunned allies with them the marines had their rifles firmly strapped to their backs. At least if this whole robot thing didn't work out they'd have a couple of new guns to look at. 

Meanwhile, Rodney was leaning in front of the 'droid'. "I need to interface with you so that I can download data from this ship." The droid gave out a serious of warbled beeps and whistles. "I have no idea what that means." The droid shook its head, and Rodney could of sworn the series of beeps it let out sounded [i]annoyed[/i]. It went over to a nearby terminal, extended some kind of telescopic arm into the computer and it started turning. Rodney looked at the screen as data started streaming on the screen as the droid read and then copied the data. "Oh uh, good job."

Rodney turned to Teyla who stood behind him. "You know, in our universe, it is never this easy."