[b][right]DAEDALUS // UNKNOWN SPACE[/right][/b]

The Daedalus followed the flight plan forwarded to them, as they flew as close to the Aegis as possible the cannons on the surface of the massive ship erupted in a flare of activity. Caldwell nodded to Marks who worked on beaming explosive devices on the ships as their shields weakened and faltered. Soon the battle was over, the rag-tag fleet existed in a debris field of two Venators, the Leviathan and a handful of the smaller ships. The final Venator drifted aimlessly through the void, as no doubt the remaining crew rushed to try and keep the ship from blowing up. Escape pods began to jettison from all over the ship. 

Caldwell tapped the key on his console. "Daedalus to all ships in the fleet. I recommend we execute a hyperspace jump immediately to the discussed co-ordinates within the Transitory mists. I really don't want to stick around and wait to see what else these guys can throw at us."

[b][right]DAEDALUS ENGINEERING // UNKNOWN SPACE[/right][/b]

Sheppard smirked. "Well, since we're being all truthful and everything. It isn't even our technology too begin with, our allies gifted it to us-" The bulkhead opened to the engineering control room. Doctor Novak looked up briefly before returning to whatever diagnostic she was running beforehand. McKay excused himself and walked over to a console with due haste to assist, but also to pour over as much sensor data as possible. Hermiod raised his head as he looked at the group of people walking in. Sheppard, and a group of unknowns. Likely from one of these other vessels that were from other universes. 

He had already been briefed on the situation and was already working on the sensor readings of what happened. Alternate Realities were something the Asgard had toyed within their infancy, however for millennia they had had no interest in the technology. There was little benefit to it other than pure curiosity and the Asgard had abandoned those pursuits long ago. Instead, they had sought answers in their own universe, to pick up after the Ancients disappearance in being a guiding hand for the Galaxy as the Nox became recluse and the Furlings vanished into obscurity. When the degradation became evident in their genetic template became obvious, that became a focus for many Asgard. As did the threat of the Replicators. Few cared for exploration anymore, but Hermiod had a curiosity within him. Which was why he was here with this infantile race. At Thors request aiding them in their continued, rapid, advancement onto the galactic stage.

Sheppard pointed towards the grey alien. "-This is Hermiod. He's the Asgard Technician aboard our ship, the race responsible for gifting us with beaming technology. However, you should probably head back to your ship. We'll probably be wanting to leabve this area of space."