StarGate: Traditions

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Ashley's new Toy

As Ms. Wolfe leaves the briefing room, Major Davis approaches her.

"If you're finished, we need you down on level 19. We've got something I think you should take a look at."

He smiles, turning around to walk with her.

"We've found a new alien device that we could use some help with.. It's a small orange and black box, with some sort of checker-box pattern." He gestures with his hands as he speaks, indicating a box about a foot wide.

"We found it on P4C-554, in what looks to be some sort of ex-NID Alpha Site. There was a label next to it."

He pulls out a 8x10 glossy photograph in which the device can be seen sitting on a shelf, with the label-
Recovered from: Hadante.


{{OOC: Hadante is the Prison Planet, where SG1 was trapped, and released Linea.}}

 

[Kemrain]

"Great," she grins as she walks down the corridor towards the elevator with Major Davis. "What sort of documentation do we have on this thing? It doesn't look Goa'uld, from the photo, but I can't tell for sure without cracking it open."

Ashley swipes her security card at the elevator for the Major with a bright smile, and enters behind him after getting a sidelong glance at his rear, pressing the Level 19 button and leaving Level 27 behind.

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Ashley's new toy.

Major Davis hands her the photograph, waiting with her as the elevator rises. As he watches her look it over, he raises an eyebrow.

"Not a whole lot. We know where they found it, at least presumably. But that planet is off limits to SGC personnel. Bit of a backstory.. When SG1 was there, I don't think they found anything like that, though"

He gestures for her to go first, as the door opens.
"See what you can find out what it does. When you do, let me know.

He looks down the hallway, "Lab 4."

 

[reveal]

*snip*
"Sir, I know that the incident with Private Bennett may look bad on paper, sir, but I assure you that the incident wasn't reported accurately. It was consensual at the time, sir, and the harassment suit was dropped."

Colonel Johnson stares at Sergeant Harrison for a minute. He then opens the file.

"Sergeant. Frankly, Marine, I don't know why you're here. It doesn't matter if the suit was dropped, you've been busted to Sergeant. I don't need people like you on my team, Sargeant. What I need are people who I can trust and who don't have questions of impropriety hanging over there heads because they decided it's okay to fool around with the lower ranks. Get out of here, Sergeant, and don't waste any more of my time."

 

[Jaeden]

"What's going on, Sergeant, is that you're answering the General's questions."

"No disrespect, Sir. This is just - sort of unusual for me."

General Grey will sigh a little, and wait for Julian's answer. While he obviously wants more of a reply, it's clear from his face that he's more interested in getting on with it than endlessly wasting time in introductions. ....

Julian beams a bit as his being called an expert. However, he still has a very nervous look about him, especially when words like President and Commander in Chief are spoken. He visibly tenses as the generals continue to speak. With a hard swallow, he replies.

"What would you need me to do, Sirs?

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Anderson's Recruitment.

"I'm not at liberty to say, I'm afraid." The general looks as if he wished he could say more. ""We need a yes or a no."

"Signal processing, working with the sort of technology you can only dream about here. Working with stuff that's at least 10x as advanced as anything you've ever tried."
The general raises an eyebrow, and sits down on the corner of the desk.

""But the General is right. We need a yes or a no."

 

[Jaeden]

Julian sighs... He looks out the half-drawn blinds of the office window on the cubicle in which he's spent the last three years worth of 9-to-5s, at Colonel Willingham's nervous glare at the window, the airmen who wouldn't invite him to the shop basketball game, the secretary that turned him down for a date... five times..

With a hard swallow, he stares Gen. Gray dead in the eye with a very resolved look.

"Alright. You've hooked me. Where are we going?"

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Anderson's Recruitment.

"Great. Cheyenne Mountain, Colorado. You'll learn more when you get there."
The General will sit up, and pat Julian on the back.
"You're making a good decision. Trust me."

"Go and clean out your desk. I'll phone ahead, and confirm your on the way."

 

[Kemrain]

"Yes, sir," she says, giving him a quick salute and a grin before adding, "Thank you, Major," and turning on her heel to hurry down the corridor.

She swipes her security card at the door to Lab 4 and heads inside to be greeted by Dr. Bill Lee staring at a small box with a black and orange checkerboard design.

"Morning, Dr. Lee. What's this thing we have here?"

 

[Jaeden]

"NORAD?! Holy ----! Ahhmm... Sir!"
<grimaces at the outburst, stammering to recover>

"Ahhh...yeah. Be right back, sirs."

Julian hurries to his desk, throwing his backpack from the floor up onto his chair. He tosses in his Pentium guy, his coffee cup (almost forgetting to empty it first), his PDA and his sunglasses. In three years, he never bothered to personalize the place any more.

"Well, kiddies, it looks like I'm out for a while. Say hello to Saddam for me in the morning."

With a grin, Julian throws his backpack over his shoulder and returns to the office where the generals wait. He doesn't so much as make eye contact with Col. Willingham on the way.


"That's it, Sirs. All that's left is the transfer paperwork."

His heart was pounding. Cheyenne Mountain! What could they want with him there?