Before boarding the Dragonfly shuttle, Lt. Donal informs Chase that, "The alien body is loaded on board, sir. We have a full compliment of Redshirts on each ship. And ... as I'm sure Comm. Holden was just reminding you, Starfleet regulations frown upon captains leading away missions, especially into dangerous Omega distortions,"
Donal adds with a slight smirk. Holden had just reminded Chase of this regulation on their way from the bridge, but in a formal manner, as compared to Donal's playful chastisement."I guess I’ll be riding with on Dragonfly Two then. And as you obviously know, with a captain coming along on the away mission, that means you get the field medic assigned to ride shotgun on your shuttle,"
Lt. Donal adds as she flicks a handheld device towards him. Instinctively Chase begins to reach out to catch the device, before it activates and the EMH hologram comes to life."Please state the nature of your medical emergency?"
The EMH inquires."It's an away mission, doc. Catch-up and grab a seat,"
Donal barks as she closes the door to Dragonfly Two.
Chase and the newly activate EMH board Dragonfly One, Chase takes his seat behind the pilot, the EMH seated to to the right of the pilot. Eight Redshirts are seated in the aft troop transport section. As Chase sits, the mag-lock on his harness latched roughly to the seat, anchoring him in place for the flight.
The twin Dragonfly ships glide out of the hangar doors, towards the Omega distortion in the near distance.
Through the front window we can see The EMH looking out towards the Omega ditortion, a little bit nervous.
Ensign Perry, a young ambitious Dragonfly pilot is at the helm, "First time in a Dragonfly, Doctor?"
The EMH is visibly anxious, trying to keep his composure. "No sir...It’s my second."
Over the comms DONAL reports in , all business now, "Ready, sir. Entry coordinates locked in. We are good to go."