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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jaeden" data-source="post: 2608198" data-attributes="member: 34974">"Cowardly lion?"Julian blushes a bit, his feelings betraying him to his cheeks. There was a part of him that screamed to raise his hand, the closeted geek yearning to go where no man had gone before. The Star Wars-suckled kid who wanted to know if there were really Wookiees out there. But it was a small part. The rest of his feelings, all 90% of them, echoed one simple concept - self-preservation. The nasty thing about the folks on other planets, to hear the SG-1 people talk in the mess hall, is that they seem to want to kill everybody. And something about getting killed didn't sit right with Julian Anderson. No siree, Bubba. These worlds were full of immortal freaks dressed up like they used the Book of the Dead as a Cosmo, with sticks that launch a plasma bolt the size of a baseball but hit with the force of a frieght train. That's a far cry from the sexy chicks in the sparkly togas in Star Trek. And judging by the look of Johnson, he'd be building a team chock-full of hulking Rambo types. And no way in hell was Julian volunteering to be the red shirt. Things never end well for the red shirt. Cowardly? More like prudent."Is there some kind of rule that you need to have four people? Why not three, or six?"Julian knew too well the types of people that went through that gate. The "doorway to heaven" had every potential to be a one-way ticket to hell. Just yesterday, he'd met Col. Jack O'Neil in the hallway, and THAT was the kind of guy he wanted representing Earth on these "away missions". Strong, resolute, fearless, smart when he had to be... Something about O'Neil reminded Julian of his childhood hero, MacGuyver. Whatever it takes, get the job done and get home. But that wasn't Julian. Julian's motto was, "whatever it takes, get the job done FROM home, where it's nice and safe"."I bet you've gotta like, bench 900 pounds, drink raw eggs and shoot fleas off a dog to get on one of those teams, anyhow."</blockquote>

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