StarGate: Traditions

[Jaeden]

With a smile, he takes her hand and gives it a gentle, chivalrous handshake. "Julian Anderson. A pleasure, _____ Smart. You going my way?" Julian stretches back in the seat with an exaggerated sigh. "Gotta love the legroom. So... <grins nervously> "I guess we're all here for the same thing. So, what's your super power? As he finishes, the Microsoft Sound signifying that his laptop has finished booting echoes throughout the cavernous plane.

OOC: You said her blue uniform. I presume that's USAF. If it is, replace the ____ with her rank; otherwise, use Miss there.

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Captain Smart will smile slyly, and grins.
"I'm afraid that's classified, but I can tell you I make a mean sashimi dish."

"What about you? What are you doing on this plane? I'm heading up to do some interviews in Colorado, maybe see if we can snag a few electronics engineers to join us down in Florida."

She smiles, reclining a bit and pulling a pair of sunglasses over her eyes.

"But for now, I'm thinking about taking a bit of a nap. I haven't slept in three days, and I'm looking forward to the chance to get a few hours."

"Unless, of course, there's something else you want?"

 

[Jaeden]

Julian nods, smiling a bit. "Let me guess.. Patrick AFB/Cape Canaveral. I used to work GPS Maintenance at Kwajelein. As for my new gig, I can't talk about it either. Stalemate, huh?"

He sits back in his seat, setting his booted laptop on his knee as the plane roars into the atmosphere. "Go ahead and nod off. I'll be sure to call you when the stewardess comes by with the champagne." With a good-natured grin, he turns to his laptop.

.oO(Good thing she cut that off... I was probably gonna make an ass of myself soon. That's the first conversation I've had with a girl that ended as well as it began in... crap, ages...)

With a wistful sigh for his pitiful charisma, Julian opens AutoCAD 13 and resumes working on his new design for his latest electronics masterpiece, remaining involved in the task until the jarring forward of the plane signals him that they are on the ground once again.

 

[reveal]

Hinda leans forward slightly... *snip*

"And what is it you hope to find out there, Ms. Rampal?" Colonel Johnson asks as he leans back.

"What is it you wanted to prepare for all these years?"

 

[Kemrain]

Level 19, Science Labs

"This is annoying," she complains to Samantha. "The frequency changes if you hit enough other keys. It isn't consistant."
She spends a large portion of her theorized 39 minutes of safety writing down what keys effect what other keys, and how the tones change. She tries pressing more than one key at a time, tries pressing only keys of one color at a time, tries pressing both colors at once, tries pressing keys in ascending tones, both seperately and at once. she also spends time searching the device for any way to open it or shut it down, so it could be studied without the worry of being irradiated.

"I think it could be some kind of musical instrument, but I have no idea how you'd give a lengthy performance without getting cooked," she informs Samantha. "Do you know much about musical theory? I think we may need a mathmatician to decipher the frequencies and figure out the patterns. Then again," she admits, "I have no idea how that might help us turn this crazy thing off." Blinking the sweat out of her eyes and wishing she could wipe her brow, she presses on.

OOC: She'll take 10 again on an electronics check, this time to shut it off. That nets her another 25 as long as Sam keeps helping.

 

[Keryn]

I've traveled all my life. At first, because my mother traveled, but when I had a choice, I traveled to see what was out there. Curiosity took me to the steppes of Russia, the jungles of Southeast Asia, and even here to the SGC. Given the opportunity to see what's out there (she points up), I couldn't resist.

I hope to meet people (human and alien) and learn about their cultures. The information we can learn from other cultures out there about our own history is extrodinary. We have a unique opportunity to improve our own lives by learning about how their histories diverged from ours.

She's very animated during this little speech and stops for a moment to gather her thoughts.

I want to be a part of this in a big way, but more than that, I want to go out there. I want to explore the universe. After all, isn't that at least part of the reason you do this?

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Ashley spends 30 minutes testing and memorizing the keys, while Sam makes her own notes, suggesting which chords to try, and running tests on her computer. She'll be brought several stacks of paper, but not look through them yet.

"I'm sure your right, the frequencies do seem to be the key to understanding the way this device works, but I don't see a pattern which would let us shut it down, at least not yet. Right now, I think we should focus on getting it to power down before you start taking cellular damage despite the NBC suit."

As the two of you work, Ashley will start to find that certain cords seem to affect the orientation of the keys more than others. The keys, which Sam calls function keys, seem to allow the other keys to take new actions.

Focusing on those keys, and the way they cause the others to react, the pair will find a key which raises the intensity of the radiation, volume, and vibration, and across from it one that lowers it.

"Almost like a volume control," Major Carter offers.

Using the new combination, Ashley is able to bring the radiation levels down to nearly nothing. While the device is still active, it gives off less radiation than a television.

 

[Kemrain]

Level 19, Science Labs

Sighing with relief as they render the device harmless with only minutes to spare, Ashley takes off the helmet and wipes the sweat off her face.
"Thanks, Major. It was getting pretty hot down here," she tells Carter with a grin, brushing wet hair out of her eyes. "If you don't have anything better to do, I'd love to go over those reports they brought us, and share notes."

She spends a few minutes writing up her experiences with the device in the lab computer, for the reference of whomever is assigned to test it after her.
"If this thing is a musical instrument of some sort, you'd have to keep it moving in your hands to hit all the buttons, which would be a performance all to itself. Unless you play it someplace where you could leave it suspended in air. If it's an instrument at all," she offers.

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

Julian will ride the rest of the plane trip in seldom interrupted silence. While Andrea would wake up once and talk to Julian briefly before she visited the bathroom, the ride would be mostly uneventful.

As the plane lands and the doors open, the armed guards will return.
"Sergeant Anderson?" one of them will ask.

They'll escort Julian down, and into a Jeep.
"Can we see your badge, and confidentiality papers?"

The man driving the jeep would have little to say, resisting any pressing Julian might make.
The Jeep would head toward NORAD, and through various checkpoints. There are a number of armed guards, but they seem to be more interested in verifying who Julian is, then giving him a hassle. None of the guards would mention the Stargate program, but Julian's paperwork would be checked several dozen times.

Finally, Julian would approach the CMOC, the mountainous roads continuing on past the parking lot where he and the guard exist the vehicle.

"We walk from here." the guard offers getting up from the vehicle. The two would walk for a half a mile, passing a number of tall conifers and walking through the chilly mountain air. The guard would watch Julian as the walk, while scanning horizon for others.
The two would approach a large and well guarded installation in the side of the mountain, with razorwire fences and patrolling guards.

The guard would step forward a little, and whisper to one of the guards patrolling the complex. The man who was guarding you would then turn, and start to head away.

" Alright. This way, sir. I'm afraid we're going to have to do a few tests before we let you into the complex, if you'll come this way.

The guard would lead Julian toward a small building, smirking a bit.

 

[RandomUsernamehmimo71]

"Sure thing," she'll smile, "I'm on my way. We'll pack it up, and we can look over these together. It might take a few hours though."

She'll start to get up, and look down at Ashley again.

"Unless you have something else you have to do today. This may take a while, and it is not likely to be very interesting work. Up to you."