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[center][h1]Aboard The Resurgence[/h1][/center]
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[b]Location: Resurgence - Briefing Room.[/b] [center][b]Star Date: Unknown.[/b][/center] [right][b]Communications: Everyone present.[/b][/right]
Yiithren scratched one of his appendages with his beak as the others began to cast their votes on whether or not to stay and fight or leave and be returned to their own universes. Though he noted that neither option was instantaneous, which is what he would have preferred to be honest. Didn't matter though, not much he or his crew could do about the speed at which they were ferried about anyway. So he went back to thinking, and eventually reached a decision...

He decided to stay. If what this being said about Anubis was true, then he had to be stopped here and now else he would grow far too powerful for anyone in [I]any[/I] universe or reality to stop, Yiithren's own people included.

"My chief engineer and first mate might not be present for this, but I have the authority to speak in their stead as befits my rank, and I choose to stay here and help deal with this Goa'uld of yours. If what you say is true, the risk he poses is far too great for us to simply ignore." He said, casting a brief glance at Elizabeth before shifting his gaze over to Eri. "And should your shipmaster agree, I think I can get my chief engineer to work on your ships drives. Who knows-" He shrugged, his green tinged shoulder frills wobbling from the sudden movement. "he might not actually throw a fit this time."

He turned away from her, moving on to address everyone else currently seated at the table.
 
"The same goes for anyone else here who may need somewhat more powerful drives. Now I cannot guarantee that the modifications will be fully compatible, as it is not my field of expertise and the technologies Strevrols will be working with couldn't be further from each other in terms of principle or design, but I figure it's worth a shot. Especially given everything we're up against. Same goes for weapon and shield systems as well, though, once again, Strevrols might not be able to do much more than implement a couple of small tweaks with the distinct lack of resources we currently have on hand." Yiithren said, leaning back in his seat, though it looked more like Jell-O settling into place rather than a living being reclining. "But like I said, given the fact we seem to be going up against a literal god here, I figure it's worth a shot."