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"Shadowgate? Sounds like my favorite RPG... But they don't have it anymore? That's good, I s'pose... Are we sure there isn't a 3rd gate anywhere?" "It wasn't labeled, but the writeup I got claimed it was NID. The encryption on the disk backs that up; it's consistent with the US intelligence...

"So far, I like it all right... The security's a little freaky sometimes... and to go from Kwajelein, where you can see nothing but ocean for miles, to 300 feet below a mountain... Well, it's a little claustrophobic. But at least the work is challenging. I think I could get used to it here... So...

"Langley? It was OK... Nice waves out there in the summer. Not as good as Kwaj, but nothing is. Wasn't a lot of night life, though, unless you're into Civil War re-enactments and the Redskins. The crew out there was pretty good, but the data processing gig got stale after a while. Not enough...

Julian deals out a hand to the Colonel, sliding over the pile of chips. Again, he doesn't even look at his own hand. However, he's now sweating a bit, in the presence of two superior officers (one, from what Felger said, even ran his own Stargate team), and a very rare find indeed - a...

Julian looks up at him, nodding. "Yes, sir." He sets the deck of cards down, standing up and starting a pretty poor attempt at a salute, until he sees the Colonel's offer of a handshake, which he accepts instead. Sitting back down when motioned to do so, he picks the cards back up. "The small...

With wide eyes at the description of the replicators... "Tell me we didn't build those..." Julian makes a bummed-out face as the location of the X301 is relayed to him.. Wishing for a field trip. Grinning as the hand is decided, Julian drags the chips to himself, leaving one in the pile for...

Scratching his chin, Julian softly replies, "It's a key, maybe." After a moment, he continues. "You said it plays different frequencies, but gives off radiation. So it's also dealing with frequencies on the microwave level. Chances are, it's used like a garage door opener or something - enter...

Julian sees the next round of betting, still not looking at his cards and suddenly feeling a bit intimidated by the ladies. He's extremely excited about the X301, but doesn't dare let off that her work is more important than his. Particularly since she's apparently doing the same job he is , but...

My character was quite well developed - as a guy who doesn't like card games and is terrible at talking to people with IQs below 170 and/or cup sizes above A. He hates bureaucracy, and will be scared out of his wits to go through a Stargate, especially if he has to beg somebody for the chance...

Julian smiles at Wolfe, taking his stack of chips with a nodded thanks, not wanting to interrupt Maj. Davis. When he's finished talking, Julian looks to him to answer. "Well, I'm Julian... as you've guessed." He taps his ID badge with the back of his index finger. "Guess it didn't take a rocket...

At this point, if I have to roleplay Julian stumbling drunk into the Stargate in a tutu to get the plot moving, I will. Talking to the same two NPCs and inventing the room around me was getting old two weeks ago. If you have to, fast forward a week, tell us what all our characters have been...

Julian rises with a sigh, closing the display of his laptop. He smiles sheepishly at the young lady, walking over to the table. "I guess... I'm not a big cards guy, though..." He slides over, next to Ashley as opposed to the seat offered to him by Major Davis. He looks around, grimacing as he...

Julian winces, hiding behind his laptop screen and hoping he didn't just cost the pretty specialist at the far table a ton of money. He eats his hot dogs, refusing to bite in as long as he's being watched, and wishing he could melt into the floor.

Julian sighs, slamming his laptop closed. Without a word to Felger or Chloe, he slings his bag over his shoulder, his laptop tucked under his arm, and storms off toward the cafeteria. He couldn't bring himself to call it the mess, even though that's what the menu looked like most days. Grabbing...

He grimaces as Felger informs him of just how not-done his work with the undersea device was, having been hoping to really impress his new supervisor, and Chloe in the process. Julian listens intently to everything about the x301, clearly very interested in seeing it someday. He also continues...

Julian will smile and blush at Chloe's assessment of his skills, and make small-talk with her while he works, until such time as Felger returns with the donuts. Heartily attacking the Bavarian creme, he grins to Felger. "I've been here one day, and you not only find a place inside a friggin'...

When Felger orders Chloe to clean up the puddle of water he made, Julian hops down and beats her to it, mopping it up with a smile up at her. Convinced now of the object's sonar jamming capabilities, Julian muses to Felger, "I wonder, what's the turnaround time from when we figure stuff out...

While discussing the Asgard and other miscellaneous Stargate trivia, Julian walks about the lab, examining the various artifacts and experiments Felger and Chloe have running, and asking questions about them. At one point, Julian picks up a small alien device, which Felger has not yet figured...

Julian listens to Davis, Walter and Felger with raptured interest, quizzing them on the nature of the Stargate's dialing system, the DHD, the physics behind it all... He pays particular attention to Walter's description of the Stargate as made of naquadah, as the mineral will most likely be...

Julian is silent through Gen. Hammond's explanation, a look of incredulity on his face. He was just about to ask if this was some sort of practical joke, when the event horizon filled the ancient naquadah ring in the Gate Room through the window. Julian can be seen craning his neck to look...