Episode Fifteen: Exodus (Part One)

[Dean "Gamble" de Sarraut]

0700
Orilla
Asgard High Council Chamber

"With what weapons will you humans use, you may think you saved us with the replicators," Idun replied. "But without us, your vessel wouldn't even be here. You would not have your cruisers or even your planet. You are not here to demand Admiral, this is 'Our' galaxy. Not yours, the Ori are in your galaxy, not ours. We have helped you with that problem, perhaps we should divert all resources back home?" Again, the Admiral bit his lip and the rebuttal that was building up. Truth was, without the Asgard the humans would be in a far worst place, and the same was true for the Asgard - had General O'Neill not made first contact, they'd have been in a darker place right now. I guess we just agree to disagree!

Even with it monotonous unchanged tone, Dean could tell the Asgard was becoming annoyed at his insistence to speak with the council. Hell, he was probably annoyed at the fact he had even been assigned to work on the Icarus; whatever he had done in his past to end up with that duty interested Dean, but it would wait for another time, Right now he had crew to rescue. After a correspondence with the council in his native tongue, Idun turned to Dean. "The council has agreed to rescue your people." Looking up at the Asgard sitting high and mighty into their council chairs high above the floor where Dean and Idun stood, the Admiral offered a half wave. "Thank you.."

With that, the two left the council chamber through the doors they had entered through, and regrouped with Colonel Harrison. "I will leave for the Hákonarmál now. Alert me when your ship is repaired enough to join." Idun said coldy, before wandering off down a hallway, presumably toward his awaiting ship. Dean opened a communications channel to the Icarus and requested beaming for himself and Harrison. He had a call to make.

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[Aleksandr Kamarov]

OOC: The aliens don't speak, they don't have vocal cords they only communicate telepathically.

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber

Things were turning from bad to worst for the crew. The mental probing of the crew was slowly progressing, with everyone reacting differently. For reasons unknown to him, Aleksandr either hadn't been targeted or had some form of immunity to it, and was left to his own devices. All of a sudden and opening appeared at the edge of the bubble, and Captain Cromin was dragged out of the bubble, which sealed after him. Through the blurry edge of the bubble, shadows could be made out. Robert was brought in front of the Queen, and a bad feeling started to well up inside Kamarov's gut.

Just when he thought Prophet was about to be executed, the Queen was distracted by someone entering into the room. Taking the initiate, the pilot made a dash for freedom, disappearing from sight. In immediate response the Queen and her guards poured out of the room, seemingly in pursuit of the escapee. If the crew stood a chance of escape, it had to be now!

Not far away, Nolen could be seen striking the edge of the bubble, a tactic that the team had all tried before. This time however, he appeared to be making progress - the soft and slimy surface of the bubble could be seen to be straining and weakening ever so slowly with every blow he landed. Signaling to those around him, Alek swam to Nolen's position, also striking the wall of the bubble next to where the Squadron Leader was, hoping to break through before the guards returned.

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[Robert "Scarecrow" Cromin]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Ship Vent

Capt Cromin made his way through the vents knowing that they were looking for him. Somehow he found himself overlooking the holding chamber, same place he had escaped from. He looked into it and there seemed to be nobody in the room, somehow his escape had alerted everyone and they had left his team mates in the chamber by themselves, they did not know one thing in all their psychic prodding Captain Cromin thought to himself "we leave no one behind." He let himself down into the room and found an object to the side of the chamber, he was about to smash the crack that Dragon had made, when he remembered how they got him out. He pushed the buttons on the panel and one by one, he got everyone out, now getting out of the ship was another story on its own. They had jumpers in the hangar, hopefully they were in the same ship they originally got on.

OOC: Hey Let me know if this escape plan goes what y'all want, I can always remove it.

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[Nolen "Dragon" Syaira]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber


Nolen had succeeded to crack the tank a little more with Alek's help. His arm was now looking more like a pancake then part of the human body but they had to get out and Nolen wasn't going to give up. He went in for another run, but this time he went straight through and didn't contact with the wall or anything until he hit the floor. He opened his eyes to she the rest of the tank's occupants falling out to, the first reaction was to pull the breather out.

He vomited over the floor as the breather cam all the way out. He then looked up to see Robert staring at them. He choked at first then started "Hey mate, Now how the hell did you get here" he said with a smile. Then he got up using his good arm. "Alright guys First thing first, we need our weapons. They may not do anything to these guys but I'm not leaving them here." he said to the group.

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OOC: Jay hope this is alright

[Destiny "Silverwing" Andre]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber

Swimming over to Nolen and Alek, Destiny was just about to kick the crack when she heard a sound of something opening. With a turn of her head, the pilot saw an opening of escape with Cromin at the entrance. A smile grew on her face swimming towards the exit and tumbling out onto the cold cement. The captain spit out the re breather, coughing as fresh air filled the lungs. She lay there for a few minutes, slowly inhaling and exhaling, before attempting to get up and move about. Moving her head about, the pilot got a lay of the place they were held in, but nothing looked familiar.

Destiny pushed herself to a standing position taking a walk around the room crossing arms around her half naked body. Cold shudders started to consume her as the cold air pressed against the captain's skin. Looking around, the executive officer could see no signs of their weapons any where in this place. Makes sense because what enemy would keep their prisoners in the same place in case they escaped, thought to herself but then saw atricles right now that were better than weapons. A smile grew upon the pilot's face walking over to a table where all their clothes lay in a heep. "Hey Nolen, I suggest you cover up first, unless you want to walk this ship dressed, or should I say undressed, the way you are," said smirking grabbing his uniform and tossing it his way, then grabbed Alek's throwing it to him as well to everyone else in the room.

Once everyone had their clothing, Destiny grabbed her's and quickly redressed. I am NEVER taking clothes for grant ever again thought pulling her hair into a quick messy ponytail after pulling on her boots then headed over to the others. "Now that we all are fully clothed again, what's our next plan of action?" asked no on in particular. All they needed to do now was get their weapons back and escape, but that was easier said than done.

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[Robert "Scarecrow" Cromin]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber

Seeing that they were all dressed, Captain Cromin said "Well I guess its time we get the heck outta here. I wandered in the ventilation ducts for a while before I found myself here some how, I think we should head east from here, because I didn't see anything west of here, but its your call sir.... and oh, you ready Des?"

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[Dean "Gamble" de Sarraut]

OOC: No reply from Idun or Harrison in a week look like it'll be a solo rescue.

0715
BC-303B Icarus
Bridge

Ending his deep space burst communication, de Sarraut shut down the link, hoping his message would reach it's intended recipient in time. He paused for a moment to enjoy the comfort and view the commander's chair provided; as a member of the French Navy, he'd never personally commanded one of these warships and was more versed in conventional naval surface vessels. His appointment to a number of combined joint task forces had seemingly served as his resume for selection at this post, which made him the highest ranked French officer involved in the Stargate program. Maybe one day his country would get their hands on these blue prints..

"All decks report ready for launch," called a bridge officer, one of the first pieces of good news all day. The Icarus was no where near 100% ready for action, but they'd put in place enough systems to get the ship to the enemy fleet where his personnel were being held against their will. Shields would be ready within the half hour, and weapons not long after that. The Icarus would be ready when her time came.

"Call Colonel Harrison to the bridge," Dean said, raising from his chair. Jonathon had been below deck, personally inspecting a number of the critical systems they'd need for the forthcoming battle. "And summon Idun; tell him we're ready to launch."

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[Aleksandr Kamarov]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber

Freed from the containment sphere by Captain Cromin, the crew redressed themselves in their uniforms which had been piled on one side of the room. Sadly, the bugs had taken all weapons, but a few scattered pieces of technology remained behind, one of them being Alek's tablet PC. He fired the computer up, and with some hesitation it came to life. "Well I guess its time we get the heck outta here," Robert declared. "I wandered in the ventilation ducts for a while before I found myself here some how, I think we should head east from here, because I didn't see anything west of here, but its your call sir.... and oh, you ready Des?"

Kamarov would thankfully be able to provide them with a direction in which to head. "Before bugs captured us," he said, thankfully to be freed of the containment tank and able to speak in his heavily accented Russian voice again. "They blocked frequencies used for communication and beaming; we should disable their interference; will make rescue greatly easier!" Using the scanners built into the tough and compact computer, the warrant officer was able to locate the signals the enemy were using to block their communications and beaming, but was unable to override them - they'd need to be taken down manually.

"We need to destroy transmitters," he added. "Not far from here, two hallways east." Looking up from the screen, he pointed in the direction in which the transmitters were located. Knocking them out would allow the team to call for help, and be beamed to safety when help arrived.

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[Nolen "Dragon" Syaira]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber

"Hey Nolen, I suggest you cover up first, unless you want to walk this ship dressed, or should I say undressed, the way you are,"

Nolen burst out laughing. "Hahaha, I almost forgot about that" he said still chuckling as he put on his uniform. He didn't put on his jacket though, using it as a makeshift sling for his crushed arm. He looked around at the others in the group. He then listened to all the suggestions coming from the others.

"Now that we all are fully clothed again, what's our next plan of action?"

"Well I guess its time we get the heck outta here. I wandered in the ventilation ducts for a while before I found myself here some how, I think we should head east from here, because I didn't see anything west of here, but its your call sir.... and oh, you ready Des?"

Before bugs captured us," he said, thankfully to be freed of the containment tank and able to speak in his heavily accented Russian voice again. "They blocked frequencies used for communication and beaming; we should disable their interference; will make rescue greatly easier!"
"We need to destroy transmitters," he added. "Not far from here, two hallways east."

Nolen looked up at them all waiting for his command. "Well I guess to get any sort of rescue for s we will need that transmitter destroyed. Alek can you guide us to our weapons then to the transmitters?" he asked the russian, still glad to be able to use his voice instead of his hands.

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With Alek's answer he gave his orders, "Alright people I don't know about you but I think we may have over stayed our welcome here. It's time to leave, we will get our weapons then blow key targets on this ship to help any rescue Harrison will try. Oh and people we leave no one behind" he said as they started towards their weapons.

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[idun]

OOC: Um Jay, I sent you a message ages ago about this. So its not my fault. "Humans and their annoying message system"


0717
Hákonarmál

Idun stood at the main console of the Hákonarmál, he was happy to be onboard her again. The Hákonarmál was the first of her class, though the class was not new to the Asgard fleet it was easily upgraded with the latest technology. He had missed her, being on that primitive human vessel was not something he enjoyed. He did hope the war would allow him to stay on the Hákonarmál than return to the human craft.

The holoscreen in front of him activated with a message from Tyr. "Greetings Idun, my taskforce stands ready. Penigal has stated that this mission is fool hardy, but he still does not like you" Tyr stated with a 'smile'. "Indeed, I am glad you have allowed me to have your vessels. Thank you Tyr" Idun replied, he was grateful to have three O'Neill class warships with him. He had managed to call favours from Hermod who commanded a wing of Beliskner class battlecrusier’s. And also from Sujanha who commanded her own Hákonarmál class vessel.

He received a primitive communication from the human vessel stating it was ready; a quick scan proved that the human vessel would slow them down. He therefore ordered Sujanha who had the Naranjani to engaged tractor beam on the vessel and pull it with them. He moved the Hákonarmál in front of the Valkyrie and led the fleet of vessels into hyperspace to the last known co ordinates of the Nidhogg Cruiser.

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Taskforce:
Two Beliskner-Class Battlecruiser's. - Commanded by Hermod. ( Lead ship is named Othala)
Three O'Neill-Class Warships - Commanded by Tyr (Lead ship is named Valkyrie).
Two Hákonarmál-Class Science Vessels - Hákonarmál Commanded by Idun. Naranjani commanded by Sujanha.
One BC-303 Prometheus-Class Battlecruiser - Commanded by Admiral Dean de Sarraut. (Icarus)

[Dean "Gamble" de Sarraut]

OOC: Apologies friend, I was expecting that you'd PM the Troy account

0717
BC-303B Icarus
Bridge

With a lurk the Icarus was dragged from the orbital dry docks in which it was receiving repairs, and rocketed into orbit at speeds the Admiral had never before experienced. "Asgard tractor beams," a crewman explained. "They can drag us into their hyperspace bubble, which is much more effective than ours." In one fell move, the duration of the expected hour-long transit to the enemy position was cut in half. It was a welcomed move on behalf of the Asgard, and from memory the tactic had been used before.

During his next long and drawn out meeting with the Asgard Dean would have to inquire about upgrades to the Icarus; during it's last tour of duty the ship had been upgraded up the -304 specs, no mean feat considering the much more smaller space frame than the larger Daedalus-class cruisers. Although it seemed the Asgard were still holding out on them.

In the brief moments before they had jumped into hyperspace, Icarus' sensors had managed to detect eight Asgard vessels, with Idun's at the lead. It was a considerable task force - the Asgard had only dispatched a single ship to head off the Ori Supergate invasion - and was testament to the threat the Nidhogg possessed. "Hákonarmál, Icarus," Dean said, opening a communication channel to Idun. "Permission to come aboard and discuss strategy for the upcoming battle."

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Task force:
Two Beliskner-Class Battlecruiser's. - Othala Commanded by Hermod. Audhumla Commanded by Kvasir.
Three O'Neill-Class Warships - Valkyrie, Valhalla & Fafnir Commanded by Tyr.
Two Hákonarmál-Class Science Vessels - Hákonarmál Commanded by Idun. Naranjani commanded by Sujanha.
One BC-303 Prometheus-Class Battlecruiser - Icarus Commanded by Admiral Dean de Sarraut.

Enemy Fleet:
Twenty Two Swarm-Class Dreadnaughts - Commanded by Queen. [Seven only partially complete.]

[idun]

OOC: Its all good, I see you named the other ships. Though Kvasir must have upset someone to get a Belsikner.. heh

0718
Hákonarmál

Idun started to do diagnostic on systems for the upcoming battle. It concerned Idun that he was now a warrior than a scientist, the last war he was still adamant to not engage a war.. now he was leading a taskforce to destroy another culture, and he felt fine. Perhaps the human's had reaffirmed that he was now different to what he was. Though the humans never cared for him in any manner, he felt that he had to look after them like a parent. They were children after all, perhaps they wanted to grow up? Idun's thought patterns were interrupted by a incoming signal from the human vessel.

"Hákonarmál, Icarus," he heard the human Admiral say. "Permission to come aboard and discuss strategy for the upcoming battle." Idun did not know much strategy, though he normally used bluffs to out wit his opponents. He sighed as he beamed the human aboard. A greyish white flash appeared the human appeared in front of him with a bewildered look in its face.

"Greetings" he stated to the human Admiral.

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Task force Aesir:
Two Beliskner-Class Battlecruiser's. - Othala Commanded by Hermod. Audhumla Commanded by Kvasir.
Three O'Neill-Class Warships - Valkyrie Commanded by Tyr. Valhalla Commanded by Aegir. Fafnir Commanded by Baldr.
Two Hákonarmál-Class Science Vessels - Hákonarmál Commanded by Idun. Naranjani commanded by Sujanha.
One BC-303 Prometheus-Class Battlecruiser - Icarus Commanded by Admiral Dean de Sarraut.

Enemy Fleet:
Twenty Two Swarm-Class Dreadnaughts - Commanded by Queen. [Seven only partially complete.]

[Aleksandr Kamarov]

Unknown Time
Nidhogg Cruiser
Holding Chamber

Aleksandr's plan to take out the device jamming their comms and beaming was well received. "Well I guess to get any sort of rescue for us we will need that transmitter destroyed," Nolen replied. "Alek can you guide us to our weapons then to the transmitters?" To Alek, his brain and his hands were his greatest weapons, capable of repairing - and in turn destroying - any thing he laid them on. In this scenario, the organic nature of the enemies tech didn't work in his favor, and some plastic explosive might be a better option. "Can do sir," Kamarov replied.

"Alright people I don't know about you but I think we may have over stayed our welcome here," Nolen added, going into his lead-by-example bravery speech. "It's time to leave, we will get our weapons then blow key targets on this ship to help any rescue Harrison will try. Oh and people we leave no one behind" With that, Alek lead the team into the bowls of the shipping, hoping he knew where the hell he was taking everyone.

Being an alien ship - and despite what sci-fi would let you believe - Alek couldn't simply 'tap in' to the enemy ship's mainframe and download a floor plan. Although it would have been a great asset, he'd first need to find a way to interface his human technology with the alien's organic memory, and then sift through the no doubt huge library of data; it wasn't as simple as running a search engine on an alien language! Instead of using their systems to locate their gear he had to rely on his trusted computer!

A quick scan on the corridor detected a number of faint pheromone trails running alone the hallway, and although he wasn't a biologist, Alek guessed they were similar to the invisible chemical trails ants used to navigate over long distances. Moving back into the room he picked up a unique trail near where they're close had been dumped; it was a fair chance that whoever had handled their clothes had also taken away their weapons. "This way," he said, leading everyone out into the hallway, using his tablet PC to track the unique pheromone trail.

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[Dean "Gamble" de Sarraut]

0718
Hákonarmál
Bridge

Without warning, Dean was beamed from his command chair and onto the Asgard vessel. Beaming in hyperspace ey? He thought to himself. Another technology we're not privy to... He found himself on the bridge of Idun's science vessel - the Hákonarmál - although from all reports it would pack quite a punch in a fight. "Greetings," came a voice from behind, and Dean turned to find Idun at the command console of the ship, moving stones around console carrying out functions the Admiral would probably never understand.

"Like wise," de Sarraut said, moving to Idun's side. "We counted twenty-two enemy vessels in system before we jumped, a few of those incomplete. With a contingent of only seven ships, I assume you have a plan in mind?" The Asgard, while technically advanced, seemed to have lost their tactical thinking over the years, perhaps due to their unchallenged supremacy. Such had been the case that the SGC had been called on to strategize for the war with the Replicators.

During their short shot out with the enemy they had uncovered the Nidhogg's defensive technology - small micro-black holes were generated around the ships to consume any weapons fire directed at the vessels. Only a few hits had actually reached the enemy ships, with damage being minimal. To make matters worst the enemies cannons which appeared to fire superheated molten matter had shredded through the Icarus' shields. Hopefully the Asgard had something up their sleeves, or this would be the shortest rescue attempt in history.

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[idun]

0719
Hákonarmál

He noticed the human's concern over tactics. Idun sighed as he looked at the human with his big black eyes, blinking a few times he spoke quietly. "During the last war, our technology was far superior. They used what you would call; hit-and-run tactics and they always had plenty of ships. But they could not over come our technological supremacy. They may have adapted over time, though they only faced the likes of the Bödvar class battlecrusier’s. We have advanced significantly since then" he said with an air of arrogance.

"They have not faced the likes of the O'Neill, Hákonarmál and the Beliskner types of vessels." he stated looking at the human. "It may give us the upper hand" he continued as he moved several stones around. "The Nidhogg's sensors do not pick up vessels from hyperspace quickly, they rely on what you could call.. ecolocation systems. We can quickly destroy several vessels before they can engage us, the only drawback would be we may destroy the vessel that may hold your people. If they are still alive of course." he commented as he checked the sensors.

"What would you suggest Admiral?" he asked the human in front of him.

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