Recent content by Jaeden

While I'm all for her getting in, I'm concerned about how we'd pick anybody up. I mean, we can't exactly gate out without half our team. Maybe, if we can find a 4th... We could work some change of plans out - Say, before SG14 heads out, SG10 were to come under fire or something, lose 2 of...

Had a sneaky suspicion this was coming. Oh well.. Have fun on vacation. It was good while it lasted :)

Julian will nod, taking a moment to look over the weapon... Seemingly a bit less afraid of it after Ashley's explanation. He removes and re-inserts the battery "magazine", makes sure all the moving parts are moving freely, and so forth. He does seem to have an understanding for weaponry, if not...

I'd like to be among the first to wish Kemrain a happy birthday. :)

Julian takes the weapon timidly, looking it over.. holding it with both hands and staring at it as if it's a poisonous viper. "You actually expect me to use this?"

Julian, wearing the NBC suit less its helmet, watches the presentation with glassy eyes. In fact, he looks absolutely horrid at this point, his body not sure whether it wants to throw up or pass out. An interesting shade of green, he doesn't speak during the presentation other than: "sock...

With an impish grin, Julian looks over the laptop, forgetting all about his "impending doom" for a moment. He chatters about the specs with the envious supply sergeant, eventually consigning to leave his personal laptop in the lockers in favor of this new machine. He does, however, pull out the...

Is this thing on? We haven't had an IC post in a week. Julian can only do so much introspection.

Julian follows, but is very quiet; resolved... A large part of him wishing he were being chewed by Col. Willingham back at Langley right about now. His stomach still roils with nerves, and he allows himself a tiny, fleeting smile as he realizes he felt much the same whenever he got called to the...

Julian looks up, swallowing hard... Letting his logic bury his fear, he steps forward. "Excuse me... Walter? Colonel Johnson? Call me crazy, but... We've got an encrypted signal getting blasted onto a planet, and we've got a device, or potentially multiple devices, that emit various signals...

If Ashley was looking for a way to get Julian's eyes off the floor, that did it. He snaps his head up, now staring at the side of Colonel Johnson's head like a criminal waiting to hear his sentence.

Julian nods, but clutches his laptop a little tighter, not looking up or responding in words. Feeling the room begin to spin, he stares firmly at a dead bug on the floor near his feet. From his surfing experience, he knew staring at a stationary object would alleviate dizziness... though he...

Julian nods, and doesn't say a word more. He looks down at his shoes, willing himself not to make a full-tilt break for the bathroom to throw up. His hands are visibly shaking, and he maintains his death stare on his shoelaces so the Colonel doesn't see the fear in his eyes.

"C..come again, Colonel? You want me to... to go through that thing? Are you serious? I've been here two days, Sir... Surely there's someone more qualified..."

"Actually, I'm quite a proficient swimmer, sir... Why do you ask?"